Scared Witless

At this moment, within Righteous Heaven Pavilion's immensely spacious courtyard, a pile of wood chips lay scattered across the ground. It had once been a gate, but Chen Fan had now cleaved it to pieces with a single sword strike.

More than a dozen people stood in the middle of the empty courtyard. Chen Fan's expression was icy as he spread out his Divine Sense, searching for the auras of Fei Chuchu and Su Jingyun.

A middle-aged man emerged with several others behind him. Staring at Chen Fan's group and seeing that there were only a dozen or so mid-stage Divine Separation cultivators, he immediately shouted sternly, "Who are you people? How dare you break into Righteous Heaven Pavilion? Are you tired of living?"

"Chen Fan, do it." Fei Fengxuan could no longer hold back, his killing intent soaring to the heavens.

"Wait." Chen Fan shook his head slightly. He wanted to ensure Fei Chuchu's and Su Jingyun's locations first, lest Righteous Heaven Pavilion use them to threaten them.

For a moment, the situation remained deadlocked. Only one cultivator behind the middle-aged man quietly slipped away to report the news after hearing this.

Several breaths later, Chen Fan withdrew his Divine Sense. He already knew where the two women were; knowing they were still alive was enough.

"Which village are you people from? There are even four humans among you." The middle-aged man asked again. He did not rush to attack, after all, he himself was only at the mid-stage of Divine Separation, and there were only three people left behind him.

Chen Fan ignored him. He slowly took a step forward, and his figure suddenly faded from where he stood. The crowd heard only the clang of a sword leaving its sheath, and then Chen Fan reappeared in the