Have Fang Jin Come

"Elder Qin is dead?"

"Who is this man? He actually killed Elder Qin, a Half-Step Great Power Realm cultivator, with a single punch!"

"This has to be fake! Elder Qin died just like that?"

Terror filled everyone's hearts. He had killed an elder at the Half-Step Great Power Realm in a single exchange. Was this man a Great Power or a Dao-Slaying King?

As the disciples of the Yaoguang Holy Land watched in terror, Luo Yan led Donkey forward. The disciples who had tried to attack earlier hurried out of his way. This man, who looked about their age, was actually an utterly terrifying old monster!

Ignoring the frightened disciples around him, Luo Yan climbed the steps and crushed the broken stone plaque beneath his foot, once again grinding the Yaoguang Holy Land's dignity into the dirt.

"Fellow Daoist, haven't you gone too far?" A voice came from deep within the holy land, clearly displeased that Luo Yan had crushed the stone plaque.

In response to that displeasure, Luo Yan merely cast a glance over. His gaze crossed the intervening space and instantly locked onto the speaker, a Great Power Realm cultivator.

The Great Power Realm cultivator's expression changed drastically. He seemingly had not expected Luo Yan to locate his true body in an instant.

Then a terrifying light flashed in those eyes. The Great Power Realm cultivator was gravely wounded in an instant, nearly reduced to dust and ashes!

If a mere glance held such terrifying power, how frightening must this mysterious man's true strength be?

He did not know that Luo Yan had used no special means at all. It had been an utterly ordinary glance.

"Pfft!" He spat out a mouthful of blood, barely clinging to life like a dying man.

It was a scene outsiders could hardly imagine. In this era, a Great Power Realm cultivator was unquestionably a formidable expert, someone at the very pinnacle of strength who could cow an entire region.

Yet such a being had nearly been killed by a single glance.

"You're not qualified. Have Fang Jin come!" Outside the holy land, the man walked in, leading Donkey.

Luo Yan finally understood why his attempt to kill Fang Jin six thousand years ago had drawn the attention of the Ten Thousand Ways.

Fang Jin had survived to the present and even become a Saint, sealed within Divine Source.

But things were no longer as they had been six thousand years ago.

Strictly speaking, the Luo Yan of today was a true, living Quasi-Emperor walking the world!

It was merely a holy land. So what if its Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon awakened? If he wished, he could simply wipe out this holy land! Not even an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon could stop him!

A Quasi-Emperor was still an emperor! Unless a true emperor-level expert appeared, even the supreme beings within the forbidden zones could not stop a peak Quasi-Emperor! Unless they risked everything and underwent Ultimate Sublimation to become true, flawless Great Emperors, they could not kill him!

A peak Quasi-Emperor already had half a foot in the realm of attaining emperorship through an alternative path. Otherwise, the Time Mirror would not have become half an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon, with a very real chance of becoming a true Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon once repaired!

Six thousand years ago, Luo Yan had been constrained by the laws of heaven and earth and could not act freely. If he truly made a move, the Heavenly Dao would set its sights on him.

But now, six thousand years had passed. This was Luo Yan's era, and he could act without restraint!

"What do you think you are? Do you think you deserve to have Ancestor Fang Jin make a move?"

"Brat, don't think a little ability gives you the right to attack at the gates of the Yaoguang Holy Land! Today, I'll teach you how high the heavens are and how thick the earth is! Be more careful in your next life!" A fully accomplished King emerged from the depths of the Yaoguang Holy Land, carrying an aura that looked down upon the world.

He had once come close to becoming the Yaoguang Holy Lord. A formidable expert on this continent centuries ago, he had fought both the Peacock King and the Golden-Winged Roc King without falling at a disadvantage.

Almost none of the disciples in the holy land remembered him, nor did some of its elders. Yet he stepped out to face Luo Yan.

It was a display of confidence. He believed Luo Yan was, at most, like himself-a fully accomplished King at the late stage of Severing the Dao.

"It's a senior at the fully accomplished King realm!"

"This man doesn't know how high the heavens are or how thick the earth is! He actually drew out a fully accomplished King. He's dead for sure!"

Sensing the aura unique to a fully accomplished King, the disciples of the Yaoguang Holy Land and some Dragon Transformation Secret Realm elders sneered. So what if he could instantly kill elders at the Half-Step Great Power Realm and the Great Power Realm? Could he instantly kill a fully accomplished King?

Luo Yan wasted no words. He raised his hand and casually struck out with his palm.

"How arrogant! He actually dares to treat a fully accomplished King so casually. He's courting death!"

"Just wait. I can already see our holy land's senior cutting him down!"

The fully accomplished King's expression darkened. This man thought far too little of him. Was that casual palm strike meant to show his contempt?

"Very well. It's been so long since I last acted that even the younger generation has forgotten me! Today, I'll teach you juniors who know neither the height of heaven nor the depth of earth that there are places where you cannot run wild!" he said.

"God-Slaying Art!"

He had created this art by combining his own insights into scriptures left by ancient Saints with his personal strengths. It was a technique specifically designed to attack another's divine sense, perfectly suited to him and capable of unleashing its greatest power!

At the same time, he reached out barehanded to meet the palm descending toward him. He held nothing back, striking with all his strength in preparation to kill his attacker instead. He would teach this young man, and everyone else, that overconfidence came at a price!

"Die, brat!"

He spoke with absolute confidence.

Yet when the God-Slaying Art struck Luo Yan, the scene he had imagined-Luo Yan's divine sense being annihilated by the attack, his body collapsing motionless-did not occur.

Luo Yan stood where he was, completely unharmed.

The God-Slaying Art had not affected him in the slightest!

"What? Impossible!" No one understood the shock he felt at that moment. This man was certainly no Dao-Slaying King. He was very likely a Saint!

At that thought, he looked again at the palm descending toward him...

This man was not being overconfident. His strength truly was terrifying beyond measure!

That palm was like the hand of a god, indestructible. It shattered every one of his techniques and struck the crown of his head without meeting the slightest resistance.

At that moment, agony twisted the face of the once-confident fully accomplished King, and regret flooded his heart. If he had known this man was so terrifying, why would he have attacked?

"No-"

This peerless expert, who had once rivaled the Peacock King and the Yaoguang Holy Lord, was annihilated by that casual palm strike. Not even his soul remained.

The entire Yaoguang Holy Land was shaken.

This was a formidable enemy!

He had forced his way into the Yaoguang Holy Land not out of arrogance, but out of absolute confidence in his strength. The sight of Luo Yan killing a fully accomplished King with one palm not only intimidated everyone in the Yaoguang Holy Land, but also shocked certain figures outside it.

For a moment, everyone fell speechless. This seemingly young man was unquestionably a terrifying being, a human Saint who had remained hidden from the world.

"I think I know who he is!"

"The Luo Family's Saint ancestor who supposedly returned from the dead!"

Someone had guessed Luo Yan's identity, for he was the only person who had recently incurred a grudge with the Yaoguang Holy Land!

Under everyone's gaze, the man who had forcefully entered the Yaoguang Holy Land spoke calmly once more. "My words remain the same. Have Fang Jin come. There happens to be an old score between us that remains unsettled!"

At those words, the Yaoguang Holy Lord's expression abruptly changed.

It seemed today's affair would not end peacefully!