The entire scene fell silent, not even a crow or sparrow could be heard!
Everyone wore expressions of shock and disbelief, staring dumbfoundedly.
"I... I didn't hear wrong, did I? Chen Fan actually... actually challenged the Hell Sect's Vice Sect Master?" After several breaths, someone in the crowd finally spoke in disbelief.
"That sword sheath is incredibly powerful. I heard it was once used by the War Clan's ancestor. Could this be what he's relying on?" Someone stared at the sword sheath in Chen Fan's hand and the sword blazing with ten thousand zhang of golden light, his face full of astonishment.
"But he's only at Nascent Soul Late Stage. How can he possibly wield that sword sheath?" An old man shook his head, not optimistic about Chen Fan.
Even the War Clan Patriarch, who was battling the Nine Palaces Elder's spirit incarnation, could not help but change expression. His eyes burned as he stared at the sword sheath in Chen Fan's hand. "You actually restored that sword sheath completely? Heaven truly is helping me! Return the sword sheath, and my War Clan will guarantee that you live!"
The Hell Sect's Vice Sect Master also stared at the sword sheath in Chen Fan's hand and sneered. "Why not hand it over to our Hell Sect instead? We can guarantee that you live as well!"
Chen Fan's expression hardened. Strands of crystalline, resplendent silk surged from his hand, binding his palm and the sword hilt together completely. He intended to keep a firm grip on the sword and never let it leave his hand. At the same time, his cold gaze swept toward the Hell Sect's Vice Sect Master, and he shook his head. "If you kneel, I can guarantee that you live too!"
With that, the lightning-wreathed sword in his