Chen Fan swept his hand, storing all the goldstones in a large jade box before tossing it into his Storage Ring. His gaze turned icy as the intent of Annihilation surged forth, forcibly withstanding the other man's pressure.
From the way Fei Fengxuan addressed the man controlling lightning, he could tell that this was Li Lin, crown prince of Li Guo. Back at the Marketplace, he had heard the fat cultivator mention this man—one of the previous generation's prodigies, who had grown through nearly ten years of slaughter to become one of the foremost among them.
Boom—!
At that moment, the thunder pearl in Li Lin's hand suddenly spun, erupting with a deafening roar that shook Chen Fan's eardrums.
Then a thick bolt of purple lightning appeared behind Chen Fan, moving with terrifying speed. Chen Fan stepped with Nine Palaces Footwork and dodged the purple divine lightning in an instant.
Yet a cold smile appeared on Li Lin's lips. The thunder pearl in his palm spun again, and another bolt of purple divine lightning emerged—appearing precisely where Chen Fan was about to land. It exploded in an instant, striking Chen Fan squarely.
The Fei siblings were immediately startled. They silently thought that Prince Li truly deserved his reputation as a long-famous prodigy. His control over the purple divine lightning had reached such a level that he had even seen through Chen Fan's movement technique and struck him directly.
"I forgot to tell you—I once slew an inheritor of the Nine Palaces Sword Art. That clash at the peak of our powers is something I still cannot forget." Li Lin smiled coldly, a trace of sinister chill flashing through his eyes. His presence was vast, his bearing awe-inspiring.
As the divine lightning dispersed, Chen Fan's figure emerged unscathed. Brilliant streams of