Creating a Sword Art

A streak of blood-red light tore across the sky and came to a stop before the Sword Sect's mountain gate.

"Finally, I'm back." Gazing at the Sword Sect's layers upon layers of towers and pavilions from afar, Chen Fan finally let out a sigh of relief.

"The Sword Sect's headmaster is a fourth-realm Chang Sheng expert, and the sect is filled with masters. Even at his peak, Wen Bu might not have dared to charge in and kill his way through, let alone now, when he only has a head left. He might not even survive the Marauder..."

Chen Fan felt even more assured now, and only then did he take out his Sword Sect True Disciple Token.

Quite a few messages had accumulated on the token. They were transmissions from Yu Jin, Lian Yangshuo, Chen Qingru, and the others, asking after his safety.

Chen Fan replied to them one by one, then plunged straight into his cave residence.

He summoned Du Jun and tossed him the disciple token, having him guard the entrance and relay messages. Chen Fan, meanwhile, entered Star Hall once more.

Inside Star Hall, Chen Fan looked at the enormous headless corpse before him, then flipped his hand and took out the Sun-Covering Mirror.

He used the Sun-Covering Mirror to conceal the secrets of heaven.

Though Chen Fan might not have been afraid of an opponent reduced to a single head, he still needed to exercise the caution he should.

Having the means to hide himself yet refusing to do so was not courage. It was stupidity.

After concealing the secrets of heaven,

Chen Fan used the power of his Origin Art to begin purging the baleful power from Wen Bu's headless body!

Wen Bu had suffered the direct impact of the Lamp Core's baleful