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Su Fan cultivated the forbidden art Heavenly Imperial Sword Armor, raising his defense to a terrifying level.

Once he broke through to the Spirit Sword Realm, with defenses spanning two major realms, even ordinary Emperor Realm experts would find it difficult to harm him.

"Can't get cocky. Until I reach the Emperor Realm, I absolutely won't leave the mountain!"

Su Fan thought silently.

Though forbidden arts were incomparably powerful, his foundational realm was too low. He still could not be invincible.

"The outside world is too dangerous. I can't leave lightly—my little life comes first."

Su Fan repeatedly warned himself in his heart not to get swollen with arrogance.

"Still, breaking through to the Emperor Sword Realm isn't too far away."

The next time he used the Fate-Defying Heavenly Ladder, he would break through to the Spirit Sword Realm.

After that would come the Void Sword Realm, then the Emperor Sword Realm.

Moreover, he would not be an ordinary Spirit Sword Realm, Void Sword Realm, or Emperor Sword Realm cultivator. Those realms would not be merely an empty shell for him.

He would rival Sword God Mountain's top sword-path experts from ancient times.

Perhaps even surpass them!

Because he directly cultivated forbidden arts!

"I'll go out and get some fresh air. Once I break through to the Spirit Sword Realm, I'll come back and cultivate other forbidden arts."

Su Fan emerged from the Forbidden Art Graveyard.

Standing beneath the only large tree on the Cliff of Reflection, he gazed out beyond the cliff.

"No matter who wants to kill me, just wait. Sooner or later, I'll kill you!"

Su Fan said coldly in his heart.

"Why did Senior Sister Ling bring me food? Was she entrusted by someone, or was there another reason?"

Whenever he thought of Ling Rushuang, Su Fan remained puzzled.

He did not know why that cold and breathtakingly beautiful senior sister had brought him food.

Could it be that she truly coveted his handsome face?

"Once my strength rises, I must get to the bottom of this."

Su Fan thought silently.

Suddenly!

The iron chain linking the Cliff of Reflection began to tremble faintly.

Someone was coming!

Su Fan narrowed his eyes.

Could someone have come to kill him again?

A figure emerged from the mist and walked toward the Cliff of Reflection.

Zhou Feng!

The moment Su Fan saw Zhou Feng, he was almost certain that the man had come to kill him.

"Spirit Sword Realm?"

Rage surged to the heavens in Su Fan's heart. This time, the mastermind had actually sent a Spirit Sword Realm expert to kill him.

They really thought highly of him!

They were determined to put him to death.

To outsiders, he was merely a useless Mortal Realm cultivator.

Why would he be worth the attention of a Spirit Sword Realm sword cultivator?

Though Zhou Feng was in the Spirit Sword Realm, his strength meant nothing in Su Fan's eyes.

Too hollow!

"No wonder Sword God Mountain has declined. This Spirit Sword Realm has only the shape, not the substance."

Su Fan sighed inwardly.

In the past, Sword God Mountain sword cultivators at the Spirit Sword Realm had strength already comparable to King Realm cultivators outside!

Now, let alone rivaling King Realm cultivators, they were not even much stronger than outside Spirit Realm cultivators!

Zhou Feng stepped onto the Cliff of Reflection and immediately saw Su Fan standing beneath the tree.

After a moment of silence, he walked toward Su Fan.

He was only killing a useless Mortal Realm cultivator.

"You came to kill me, didn't you?"

Su Fan looked at him coldly.

Zhou Feng froze, then nodded. "Since you already know, that saves me the trouble of wasting words."

"Who sent you to kill me?"

Su Fan stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze cold.

Sword God Mountain's rules forbade fellow disciples from killing one another or attacking one another!

Though he had been confined to the Cliff of Reflection, he had not been expelled from Sword God Mountain. He was still a disciple of Sword God Mountain.

Whether Tang Duan or this fellow before him, both ignored Sword God Mountain's rules.

Aside from the fact that killing a useless person like him was of no consequence in their eyes, it was also because Sword God Mountain had declined, and its sect rules were no longer upheld.

The disciples all disregarded the sect rules. They no longer held them in awe.

"I don't know. I'm simply doing a job for money."

Zhou Feng shook his head.

Too lazy to waste words, he raised his hand and pointed with two fingers like a sword. A streak of sword radiance shot forth, slashing toward Su Fan.

"Don't blame me. If you have to blame someone, blame yourself!"

After launching the attack, Zhou Feng turned and prepared to leave.

In his eyes, this strike would not only kill Su Fan, but erase him so thoroughly that not even his bones would remain!

"Fancy that—a dignified Spirit Sword Realm cultivator, specially sent to kill a Mortal Realm piece of trash. What a dirty job!"

There was a trace of desolation on his face.

Just then!

A sinister laugh came from behind him.

"Did I say you could leave?"

"Hm?"

Zhou Feng spun around sharply and saw Su Fan grinning at him viciously!

How was that possible?!

"You're not dead?"

Zhou Feng's face was filled with disbelief.

He raised his hand and pointed again. Another streak of sword radiance blasted out.

Boom!

The sword radiance struck Su Fan, yet caused not the slightest harm.

It was as though an invisible suit of armor protected Su Fan's body.

Heavenly Imperial Sword Armor!

"Didn't you eat? You can't even scratch an itch?"

Su Fan said disdainfully.

"Impossible!"

Zhou Feng cried out.

How could a useless Mortal Realm cultivator withstand one of his attacks?

Clang!

Zhou Feng drew his sword.

"Die!"

Boom!

Fierce sword light slashed toward Su Fan like a bolt of silk.

The power of this sword was far beyond his previous attack.

Sizzle!

Su Fan remained completely unharmed. The sword light struck his body and instantly vanished without a trace.

"Put some strength into it!"

Su Fan stepped forward, grinning viciously. "If you can't kill me, then you'll be the one who dies!"

"You... how is that possible?!"

Zhou Feng's face changed in horror!

This was definitely not the Mortal Realm!

"Die!"

Boom!

At that moment, Zhou Feng erupted!

Sword light flashed with explosive speed as he launched a mad barrage at Su Fan.

Yet Su Fan still kept both hands behind his back, walking step by step toward Zhou Feng.

He allowed the attacks to engulf him!

But he remained completely uninjured!

A mere Spirit Sword Realm cultivator could not break Su Fan's defenses at all.

"Keep putting your back into it. Didn't you eat?"

"I'll kill you!"

Zhou Feng's eyes turned bloodshot. He could not accept the sight before him.

He was clearly a useless Mortal Realm cultivator—why couldn't he be killed?

"Die, die, die!"

Zhou Feng attacked madly. No one knew how many strikes he unleashed, using every powerful offensive art he possessed.

By the time his energy was greatly depleted and he was panting for breath.

Su Fan was already standing before him.

Not even his clothes were damaged, much less his body.

"No... impossible!"

Zhou Feng's lips trembled. He was on the verge of collapse!

Useless?

How was this useless? He could stand there and let him attack, yet he still could not kill him!

If this was useless, then what was he?

Zhou Feng's eyes were bloodshot, his face full of despair.

Why was he so strong?

How old was Su Fan?

Who the hell spread the rumor that he was useless?!

Su Fan grinned viciously and grabbed Zhou Feng by the back of the neck. "Little chick, I gave you a chance, but you were useless. Come on, your grandpa will stand here and let you kill him!"

Zhou Feng's face flushed red as he felt utter humiliation!

"I'll kill you!"

With a furious roar, his aura surged as he thrust his sword at Su Fan!

He directly burned his qi and blood, unleashing a life-or-death sword art!

Boom!

At such close range, the sword stabbed fiercely into Su Fan's chest!

Yet!

It was as if an invisible suit of armor blocked the strike.

It did not even pierce his clothes!

"Little chick, that sword had a bit of strength behind it, but it was still far from enough!"

Su Fan grinned viciously, gripping Zhou Feng by the back of the neck and spinning him around on the spot.