Shen Fan sensed the Innate Aura behind him, but chose not to act. He knew these people would come knocking on their own!
To avoid alerting the enemy, Shen Fan completely concealed his aura. With the Evergreen Cultivation Method, even someone a Great Realm above him would struggle to discern his true strength.
At that moment, Shen Fan looked just like an ordinary Black Wind Bandit—utterly unremarkable.
Liu Yunfeng tried to talk to Shen Fan along the way, but Shen Fan shut him down with a look. Liu Yunfeng seemed to understand and began dutifully playing the role of their leader!
Only a handful of people in the entire Black Wind Bandits knew Shen Fan existed.
Because they were transporting a huge amount of gold, silver, and grain, Liu Yunfeng and the others could not move quickly. Zhang Feng, the Innate Martial Artist following them, easily caught up with the group.
As the Black Tiger Sect's Grand Elder, Zhang Feng was one of Yan Min's Confidants. His strength at the third layer of the Innate Realm was respectable enough.
Although Yan Min's authority in the Black Tiger Sect was unmatched, Zhang Feng still had to approve major decisions!
Compared with Yan Min, the shrewd Zhang Feng was the real brains of the organization.
To deal with this band of bandits safely, Zhang Feng restrained his urge to attack. In his eyes, these people were all ants he could crush with a flick of his finger, but their lair might be hiding an expert. If he angered the wrong person, things could get difficult to control!
But Zhang Feng had no idea that the expert he suspected was right there under his watch—and even had time to study him.
His aura is a little weak. He probably isn't a powerhouse of the Innate Realm. One move should be enough to finish him!
Shen Fan assessed him silently, then readily settled on how he would kill him.
Zhang Feng might never have imagined that after decades of hard training to become a third-layer Innate expert, he was nothing more than an ant someone else could finish off in a single move!
That was simply how things were: there was always a higher mountain, and beyond the heavens were more heavens.
To Liu Yunfeng and the others, Zhang Feng was an invincible expert. To Shen Fan, though, he was just a slightly larger ant!
Zhang Feng was holding back. Shen Fan was, too. Honestly, watching a weakling hop around in front of him was pretty irritating.
But thinking of how enduring his patience might help him catch a bigger fish and obtain more Innate Cultivation Methods, Shen Fan decided to hold back for now.
From Zhang Feng's aura, he could tell that the man's cultivation method was completely different from Yan Min's.
If Yan Min was like a ferocious tiger ready to devour its prey, Zhang Feng was like a lively, restless ape!
With the Evergreen Cultivation Method's nourishing feedback, Shen Fan's senses seemed to have changed a little. When he looked at people, he no longer focused only on their appearance; their aura mattered more.
A person's appearance could change, but their aura could not!
As it turned out, Shen Fan's perception was right. Zhang Feng wasn't cultivating Black Tiger Fiend, but Spirit Ape Transformation. This method focused less on attack and more on Movement Technique.
With this method, Zhang Feng could escape with his life even from opponents stronger than himself!
Around midnight, Shen Fan and his group finally returned to the ravine, and Zhang Feng naturally followed. He slipped inside and carefully searched every dwelling. At last, he confirmed that this damn Black Wind Bandits really had no experts!
At the thought, Zhang Feng nearly attacked on the spot. But even though he was strong enough to handle them alone, some might still slip through the net!
To uproot them completely, Zhang Feng decided to summon his elder brother, Yan Min, and bring along a few more men to wipe out every last one of these rats in the mountain gullies!
When Zhang Feng left, he went full speed, moving far faster than he had on the way there. In just half an hour, he caught up with Yan Min.
"Big brother! Big brother, wait up!"
When Yan Min saw who had arrived, his heart leaped with joy.
"Little brother, tell me quickly. What's the story with the Black Wind Bandits? Do they have any experts?"
"Don't worry, big brother. We really were overthinking it this time. Those peasants must have had bear's gall and leopard's guts to target our Black Tiger Sect. They're a bunch of trash, none of them above the Viscera Refining stage, yet they dared to provoke us. They're begging to die!"
"Big brother, let's attack! I've found their lair. Bring the disciples and surround it. We'll kill them all!"
The moment Yan Min heard that, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Good. We'll do as you say, little brother!"
When Yan Min heard this, he immediately relaxed. "Good. We'll do as you say, little brother!"
Honestly, Yan Min had been itching for a fight for a long time. The moment he saw Liu Yunfeng, he had wanted to attack.
After cultivating Black Tiger Fiend, Yan Min had become more bloodthirsty than ordinary Martial Artists.
To Yan Min, killing not only satisfied his own desires, but also greatly accelerated his cultivation. Otherwise, with his talent, there was no way he could have become a seventh-layer Innate expert at his age.
Throughout Nine Lions City, Yan Min was a figure of great renown.
The title "Tiger Yan" had been won by stepping over the corpses of countless Martial Artists!
"Move out! Follow me and wipe out the Black Wind Bandits!"
Yan Min wore a smug smile. Behind him, Yan Shaofeng had woken up, though his face was still swollen like a pig's head.
Remembering how he had been treated, Yan Shaofeng was consumed with rage.
"Father, leave a few of them for me later. I want my revenge!"
Yan Shaofeng recalled the men who had beaten him earlier, his teeth nearly grinding to dust.
Exchanging a glance with Zhang Feng, Yan Min laughed and nodded. "No problem, Shaofeng. After this, you should have grown up a bit!"
"Father, don't worry. From now on, I'll train hard in Black Tiger Fiend. I absolutely won't disgrace the Black Tiger Sect again!"
Yan Shaofeng spoke with firm conviction. Seeing him like this filled the over-a-hundred-year-old Yan Min with relief.
"Black Wind Bandits, I should thank you. By daring to tug at a tiger's whiskers, you helped my Shaofeng turn over a new leaf. I ought to thank you properly!"
"But if you help Shaofeng's maturity along one last time, and die at his hands, that'll be the final honor you'll ever receive..."
Yan Min thought to himself, entirely unconcerned that anything might go wrong this time.
Meanwhile, Shen Fan was waiting patiently. Liu Yunfeng and a few capable men watched the stronghold's gate from hiding, ready to react as soon as anything happened!
Sure enough, less than an hour later, the earth began to tremble. A large force was approaching.
When Liu Yunfeng saw Yan Min, his eyes lit up. Looking at Shen Fan, sitting calmly before the gate, Liu Yunfeng felt a surge of excitement.
You old dog, let's see how you die this time! Sir, you'd better come through!
No one knew what Liu Yunfeng was thinking.
Yan Min and his men charged straight at the tightly shut stronghold gates without slowing down. True Qi surged out of him, taking the shape of a tiger. With a roar, it smashed the sturdy gates to pieces.
Such was the might of an Innate Expert!
Yet the attack did not affect Shen Fan, who was more than ten meters away. He remained shrouded in a black robe and had even put on a mask.
His expression was hidden, but his gaze held a hint of cold indifference.
So you're finally here. I've been waiting long enough!
"Kill them all! Leave no one alive!" The Black Tiger Sect's elite rushed in behind Yan Min, ready to slaughter their way through the place, when a black figure suddenly appeared.
The figure landed right in front of Yan Min and, without a word, struck with a palm. A colossal torrent of ice-attribute True Qi poured forth like a waterfall.
Even before it hit him, Yan Min felt the threat of death.
What is this? Such powerful ice True Qi! It can freeze my blood and vital energy without even striking me. Terrifying!
But Yan Min had no chance to beg for mercy. He forced up a breath of True Qi and tried to withstand the attack, but against Shen Fan's Cold Shadow Art, his resistance was pitifully weak.
In a single instant, Yan Min was sent flying. His limbs turned to ice, and the moment he hit the ground, his body shattered into pieces!
Shen Fan had killed Yan Min in one strike!
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