Who Gave You Permission to Touch Him?
Whoosh!
The inverted array transformed into countless jet-black, blood-red ropes, piercing through the city like a torrential rain.
In a single breath, the densely populated market town of 100,000 people in the east of the city fell into deathly silence. Countless mortals and low-level cultivators did not even have time to utter a cry of pain before their life essence and vitality were forcibly drained into Dao Blood, which roared and poured back into the summit of the Divine Mountain.
"Cangming! You're insane! You're eating people!"
Han Mo, the Grand Elder of the Myriad Phenomena Academy at the peak of the Deity Transformation, was furious. His aura of righteousness erupted, and he summoned an Azure Jade Ruler, which he thrust straight into the Firmament.
The old woman in gray robes from the Taiyin Demon Sect also turned pale, summoning nine White Bone Flying Swords and shouting shrilly.
"The old Heavenly Five Declines; he's forcibly absorbing the lives of all living beings to prolong his existence! Everyone, follow me and break through the World Barrier, or none of us will survive today!"
Seven or eight Deity Transformation Realm elders suddenly rose up, their divine powers and magical Spirit Treasures tearing through the Void and converging into a blazing pillar of light that slammed into the Heavenly Canopy Array.
However, the gaunt Dharma Form above the clouds merely lowered his eyes and casually extended a finger.
"Even ants that gather strength are still ants."
Thump!
The moment that finger was pressed down, the Void shattered inch by inch.
The Azure Jade Ruler wailed and broke into three pieces on the spot, and the nine White Bone Flying Swords disintegrated simultaneously.
Han Mo and the gray-robed old woman were struck as if by a tremendous force, spitting out blood and falling from the sky in a sorry state, smashing two shockingly huge craters into the lapis lazuli plaza. Their peak Nascent Deity Transformation cultivation was as fragile as mud under the finger of a Half-Step Void Refinement.
The entire city's cultivators were gripped by a deathly fear.
Even the most powerful sect patriarchs were no match for them, so who else could they rely on?
The edge of the welcoming floating island.
The violent pressure sank the earth three feet, Mo Wendao coughed up blood from his mouth and nose, his knees pressed firmly against the ground, and the whisk in his hand was already broken.
Chen Changqing, with his hair disheveled, didn't even glance at the evil Dharma Form in the sky.
His gaze was fixed on the spatial black hole formed by the collapse of the Fallen Immortal Ancient Plain.
The place was filled with the Death Fiend Qi, and there was no trace of human life left.
"Xiao Fan... Xiao Fan is still inside..."
Chen Changqing's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse and torn from extreme fear.
"Changqing! Run! That's Half-Step Void Refinement; we're not even cannon fodder!"
Mo Wendao coughed up blood, clutching his clothes tightly.
"Walk?"
Chen Changqing flung Mo Wendao's hand away.
He was merely a cultivator in the Early Nascent Soul, as insignificant as a speck of dust in the face of such a cataclysmic event.
But he is a father.
"I promised his mother... I would protect him and keep him safe and sound for the rest of his life!"
Chen Changqing suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of his Lifeblood Essence onto the Yimu Flying Sword in his hand.
Buzz!
His Nascent Soul burned fiercely within his body, and countless Dao Blood rapidly appeared on his skin. He resembled a bamboo stalk about to break but unwilling to turn back.
"Cangming! Give me back my son!!"
A roar of grief and indignation tore through the immense pressure of the Half-Step Void Refinement cultivator.
Chen Changqing merged with his sword, transforming into a faint yet resolute cyan sword light. Ignoring the blood-red ropes and oppressive force in the sky, he charged straight towards the Ancient Plain, deadly cave that devoured everything!
To fight a losing battle with an egg.
To the trembling powerful figures throughout the city, this sword light was both laughable and tragic.
However, at the very moment Chen Changqing burned away his Nascent Soul essence, a Parental Love Karma that transcended life, death, and Dimensions transformed into a milky-white rainbow light that ordinary people could not perceive, piercing through the Void and pouring straight into the Ancient Plain Abyss!
The bottom of the Abyss.
Within Chen Fan's Divine Kingdom, the previously still Life Formation Core suddenly erupted with dazzling white light.
The Miniature Divine Kingdom roared violently, and the edge of the world was pushed outwards for hundreds of miles at a visible speed. That gentle yet domineering vitality completely enveloped the Five Declines Dao Seeds.
Chen Fan stopped moving.
He slowly lowered his head, looking at the faintly yellowed Tier Two Diamond Talisman on his left chest.
The talisman paper was slightly warm, and the patterns drawn with inferior cinnabar on it, nourished by the vitality of the Divine Kingdom, actually shimmered with a faint blue light.
"Stupid old man."
Chen Fan cursed under his breath, the indifference that had been deep in his eyes was shattered in an instant by a chilling and piercing ferocity.
The Martial God cultivates his mind, anchoring himself in the mortal world.
But if anyone dares to touch his anchor...
Chen Fan gripped the rusty, Broken Saber behind his back with his other hand.
Above the Divine City, the ten-thousand-foot-tall demonic Dharma Form watched the faint sword light rushing towards the Ancient Plain's rift, a mocking smile curling at the corner of its withered lips, "An overestimating ant, dares to clamor before me?"
With a flick of his finger, a blackish-gray Death Fiend Qi Wind Blade materialized out of thin air, tearing through the sky and carrying the annihilating power to kill a mid-stage Nascent Deity Transformation, slashing straight at Chen Changqing's face!
Chen Changqing's eyes were bloodshot, and his flying sword was already groaning, but he did not retreat even half a step, but stared intently at the Abyss below.
"Xiao Fan..."
The Death Fiend Qi Wind Blade was only three inches away from Chen Changqing's brow!
However, just as all the cultivators in the city closed their eyes and Mo Wendao in despair,
Boom!!
The Ancient Plain Abyss, which had been spewing forth endless Death Fiend Qi, suddenly contracted violently.
Immediately afterwards, the death energy, malevolent energy, causality, and laws within a radius of ten thousand miles of the entire Divine City were instantly frozen, as if gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand from the starry sky!
The wind has stopped.
Even the Death Fiend Qi Wind Blade that was aimed at Chen Changqing's brow was strangely frozen in mid-air, half an inch away from his flesh.
"Who gave you permission... to touch him?"
A clear, childlike voice, yet sounding like the thunderous drumming of gods and demons, boomed from the deepest depths of the Abyss!
The next moment, before the horrified eyes of millions of cultivators, a gray-red blade of Life and Death Divine Rings, rose from the bottom of the Abyss against the sky, transforming into a thousand-mile-long streak that pierced through heaven and earth. With a single slash, it cleaved the Death Fiend Qi Wind Blade and even the entire sky in two!
Above the churning black tide of the five decays.
A small figure, about eleven years old, dragged a broken Broken Saber behind his back and walked through the void.
The blade's edge, like a white ribbon stretching across the sky, forcefully sliced through the churning leaden clouds.
The Void calmed, and the gale receded.
The Death Fiend Qi Wind Blade, powerful enough to turn a mid-stage Nascent Deity Transformation cultivator into pus and blood, completely dissipated into nothingness half an inch from Chen Changqing's brow.
Chen Fan landed steadily on the broken lapis lazuli steps. His eleven-year-old body was not even as tall as an adult's waist, but his figure, carrying Broken Saber and standing at the heart of the storm, made this small area as stable as a rock.
He casually raised his left hand and grabbed Chen Changqing's violently trembling wrist, and the clear Life Formation Core within his Miniature Divine Kingdom Dantian began to flow.
A wisp of condensed pure white life force instantly flowed into Chen Changqing's body, forcefully suppressing his rampaging and depleted nascent Nascent Soul essence, and firmly locking and gently nourishing the several broken main meridians to reconnect them.
"Puff!!"
Chen Changqing's blood flowed backward, and he coughed up a mouthful of black, stagnant blood, staggering half a step.
He ignored his injuries, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the small figure in front of him.
The horrific scene that should have filled her mind—her young child being torn apart by countless demons—was now completely replaced by that perfectly intact black robe.