The already sparse spiritual energy in the surroundings was instantly drained dry!
Whoosh!
Chen Fan's sword vanished outright. All that was heard was a piercing rush through the air, followed by a streak of blood flashing past Chen Jingjing's back. A figure tumbled out of the void.
"What?" The Hell Sect members' expressions changed drastically. One of their fellow disciples had actually been slain by Chen Fan's sword, without even a chance to escape!
Asura Child, that outstanding prodigy, also frowned. The blood and qi within his body began to circulate, surging toward his mind as he started to cast the Underworld Fire Sacrifice Art.
Chen Jingjing was startled. Turning around and seeing the Hell Sect disciple lying dead on the ground, she could not help but step back. Yet there was not a trace of sympathy or pity in her heart. Just moments ago, this very person had proposed making her into a cultivation furnace!
The cultivators trapped within the Magic Array were equally astonished. Several old hall masters of Shu Mountain wore expressions of utter shock, looking at one another without being able to say a word. Back then, Chen Fan had merely been a junior who had just entered the Golden Core Realm, yet he had trampled the Immortal Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Now, decades later, he had become a Nascent Soul Late Stage powerhouse. His divine bearing and martial might remained unmatched, and with one sword, he had slain an opponent of the same realm!
Su Ziyue's face was filled with terror. She had never expected Chen Fan to remain this powerful after cultivating to such a level, breaking through the rigid hierarchy of the cultivation world. A flicker of unease rose within her heart, and she felt an ominous premonition—as though Chen