Slaughtering All Sides

Lin Fan held his hands up as if supporting something, slowly raising them toward the sky as he shouted:

"True Martial Thirty-Six Styles!"

"Tenth Style, Great Sun Wheel!"

The sunlight above the void actually began gathering between Lin Fan's hands.

In an instant, the dense fog shrouding the forest rapidly dispersed under the sunlight.

Between Lin Fan's hands, light blazed brilliantly, dazzling to the extreme, as if it were the second sun between heaven and earth.

As the Yuan Power within Lin Fan, carrying Yang Hardening Qi, surged into it, that great sun also turned into a blood sun, looking exceedingly strange.

Feeling the Yuan Power of heaven and earth boiling around him, a flash of horror crossed Wei Tong's eyes.

"Breaking Kill Fist!"

He roared, and from both fists, tyrannical Pure Yuan Hardening Qi erupted like a volcano, transforming into fist shadows that filled the sky and enveloped Lin Fan.

Facing the overwhelming fist shadows, Lin Fan instantly smashed out the blood-colored great sun in his hands.

Boom!

The blood sun fell like heavenly fire descending, unleashing wave after wave of terrifying energy fluctuations.

The fist shadows filling the sky were destroyed one after another, almost without the slightest resistance.

Wei Tong continuously circulated his Pure Yuan Hardening Qi, forming layer after layer of protection, but under the energy shockwave, they were instantly shattered like rotting wood.

"Pfft!"

Wei Tong sprayed blood wildly, his whole body flying far away like a kite with its string cut, knocking down countless trees along the way.

When the energy ripples vanished, a huge pit had already appeared where the two had just fought.

"What? The sect master actually lost?"

"Could it be that this man really has killed an Essence Core Realm Great Perfection demonic beast?"

"It's over. Is the Bloodcloth Sect finished?"

Looking at Wei Tong, who had been sent flying backward with his life or death unknown, everyone from the Bloodcloth Sect was utterly horrified.

No matter what, they had never imagined that this young man would be so powerful.

Whoosh!

While everyone was still stunned, Lin Fan flashed and arrived beside Gu Ying.

With a thought from Lin Fan, an Origin Spirit Talisman appeared in his palm under his control, writhing as it transformed into a Spirit Talisman Vortex.

He suddenly reached out his palm and grabbed Gu Ying's head.

In an instant, Gu Ying's body began convulsing violently, and deep horror surged in his eyes.

The reason was that Gu Ying had discovered in terror that the moment Lin Fan grabbed him, the two Origin Talisman Seals inside his Niwan Palace, along with his Spiritual Power, were actually being drawn out uncontrollably, then completely absorbed by Lin Fan's palm.

"You... you..."

This bizarre scene made Gu Ying struggle.

But whether in Yuan Power, physical strength, or Spiritual Power, he was far inferior to Lin Fan. How could he possibly escape Lin Fan's palm?

In the end, Gu Ying's Origin Talisman Seals and Spiritual Power were completely devoured by Lin Fan.

After losing all his Spiritual Power, Gu Ying's eyes widened, and he collapsed to the ground, dead on the spot.

The Spirit Talisman Vortex that had devoured the other party's Origin Talisman Seals and Spiritual Power once again transformed into the Ancient Vortex Talisman and returned to Lin Fan's Niwan Palace.

Immediately afterward, Lin Fan clearly felt his own Spiritual Power increasing rapidly.

Because the Ancient Vortex Talisman had removed a large number of impurities, after absorbing the other party's Spiritual Power, Lin Fan did not break through to become a Three-Seal Talisman Master.

"Run!"

After witnessing Sect Master Wei Tong being heavily injured and Vice Sect Master Gu Ying dying, the members of the Bloodcloth Sect completely lost their will to fight. One by one, they mounted their horses and fled madly in every direction.

Lin Fan ignored the fleeing crowd. First, he took the Cosmos Sack from Gu Ying's body, then walked toward Wei Tong.

Just as Wei Tong had said, since he had offended them, he had to leave no future trouble behind.

Naturally, he would not give Wei Tong any chance to live either.

In truth, Wei Tong's injuries were extremely severe at this moment. Without help, even if he wanted to run, he could not.

Even so, Lin Fan still punched out, extinguishing the other man's life.

After taking Wei Tong's corpse and Cosmos Sack, Lin Fan began chasing down the members of the Bloodcloth Sect.

The Mist Array here still existed, and most of the Bloodcloth Sect's people, no matter how they ran, could only circle around within the forest.

Soon, Lin Fan caught up to them and killed them here.

Among these people, there were quite a few at the Heavenly Yuan Realm. Lin Fan was worried that if they stayed here, they would harm the Lin Family, so he planned to clear them out first.

After clearing out the Bloodcloth Sect members inside the forest, Lin Fan left the forest, mounted a horse, and continued chasing into the distance.

This strange sight immediately drew the attention of every faction in Qingyang Town.

They could not understand what kind of terrifying existence lurked within that forest.

After all, everyone had originally believed that the Lin Family would be wiped out by the Bloodcloth Sect.

But who could have imagined that after the Bloodcloth Sect entered the forest, screams would ring out one after another?

In the end, only a handful of Bloodcloth Sect members managed to run out.

And Lin Fan, this "peak Earthly Yuan Realm" man, was chasing them down from behind.

Could it be that Lin Fan could even kill Wei Tong, who was at the Essence Core Realm Small Perfection level?

The various factions that had not witnessed the scene with their own eyes naturally had no idea what Lin Fan's current strength was.

Lin Fan pursued them the whole way. Anyone he caught up to had only one path left—death. Without exception.

And killing these people was very easy. He only had to attach his Divine Sense to the Handleless Sword Edge, and he could kill them outright.

When killing martial artists weaker than themselves, Symbol Masters had always held more of an advantage.

After cutting down every Bloodcloth Sect martial artist along the road ahead, Lin Fan suddenly realized that one person was missing.

That person was the Lesser Essence Core Realm guest elder, and he had also been the first to flee.

Presumably, he had either escaped in another direction or found somewhere to hide.

"Hmph!"

Lin Fan snorted coldly and thought, A monk may run, but his temple can't. Today, I'll enter Flame City and wipe out your Bloodcloth Sect in one sweep.

Immediately, he mounted a horse and headed straight for Flame City.

As for that man, Lin Fan did not take him too much to heart either. The other party was merely at the Lesser Essence Core Realm.

Before long, Lin Zhentian would be able to break through to the Lesser Essence Core Realm. When that time came, even if Lin Fan left, he would not have to worry about the Lin Family's safety.

Lin Fan galloped all the way and arrived at Flame City.

Then, after asking around, he came to the Bloodcloth Sect's location.

It was an enormous manor, and at the manor gate, quite a few guards stood there.

Lin Fan rode his horse straight toward the gate.

Seeing this, one guard immediately shouted, "How dare you! You actually dare to barge into my Bloodcloth Sect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the guards were about to attack Lin Fan.

Whoosh!

With a thought from Lin Fan, two sword edges flashed past, and these small fries had already fallen to the ground.

He rode his horse forward, trampled through the Bloodcloth Sect's main gate, and charged inside.

This scene immediately drew the attention of the surrounding crowd.

After all, in all these years, no one in Flame City had dared to treat the Bloodcloth Sect like this.

Everyone knew that there was going to be a good show today.