boom!
The golden fist energy, imbued with violent law power, tore through the void, like a roaring golden dragon, crashing down towards Lin Fan!
This punch was Wang Hao's signature move— the Golden Radiance Tyrant Fist!
With this one punch, he once killed a Late Quasi-Saint!
In his eyes, Lin Fan was nothing more than a junior in the Heavenly Dipper Realm. Even if he was the Lin Clan son of the Lin family, what trouble could he possibly cause?
That punch was enough to seriously injure him!
As for the outside world comparing the Lin Clan son to the Lineage's divine son Wang Teng, and calling him one of the Three Great Monstrous Talents of the Archaic, he simply disdained it...
However...
Lin Fan remained seated, without even standing up.
He simply raised his right hand and casually pointed.
A sharp sword light shot out from his fingertips. The sword light seemed ordinary, but it contained supreme Law of the Sword Dao and was extremely sharp, as if it could cut through everything!
It is the Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Technique!
Pfft!
The sword light pierced directly through Wang Hao's fist energy!
The sword's momentum didn't diminish, and it pierced through his shoulder! The terrifying Sword Intent raged, instantly tearing his entire body into countless wounds!
"Ah--"
"The power of laws? How is that possible!"
Wang Hao screamed and flew backward, crashing into the wall of the main hall, spitting out blood!
One move!
Just one move!
Wang Hao, who Early Quasi-Saint Realm, was seriously injured by Lin Fan with a casual sword strike!
He lay on the ground like a dead dog, completely devoid of the arrogance he had shown just moments before!
The entire hall was deathly silent!
The two Sage experts behind Wang Hao stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief. "Laws? You, a mere junior at the Heavenly Dipper Realm, have actually comprehended the laws that Quasi-Saint Realm experts are qualified to touch?"
The elders of the Nangong Clan were also shocked.
One move!
Just one move!
Wang Hao, who Early Quasi-Saint, was severely injured by Lin Fan with a single punch!
That's a leap of two major realms!
This child... is a prodigy!
They were considered geniuses back then, but weren't they all at the Quasi-Saint Realm or Purple Mansion Realm when they comprehended the laws? I've never heard of anyone comprehending the laws at the Heavenly Dipper Realm!
Thinking of this, he looked at Lin Fan with shining eyes.
We must make sure that Miss—no, we must make Her Highness the Goddess clings to the Emperor's leg! Ideally, the Emperor would become our clan's son-in-law!
He had a premonition that the Three Thousand Provinces of the Desolate Ancient Land would belong to Lin Fan... He needed to make plans early!
Lin Fan withdrew his finger, looked down at Wang Hao and the others, and said casually, "With this little strength, you dare to challenge this Imperial Prince?"
" The Wang Clan members are all utterly useless."
Lin Fan was able to kill four Peak Quasi-Saint puppets with a single sword strike in the Purple Moon Secret Realm, not to mention that now that Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Technique, his combat power has already soared several levels.
[Ding! Host has crushed Wang Hao, gaining 50,000 Villain Points!]
[Ding! Host has verbally insulted Wang Hao, gaining 20,000 Villain Points!]
Wang Hao was covered in blood, his face ashen. He wanted to say something, but found he didn't even have the strength to speak.
"You... you..."
His pride and joy were utterly shattered in front of Lin Fan!
Lin Fan glanced at Wang Hao: "If you're not satisfied, then keep it to yourself, Your Highness! Men, drag this dead dog out."
His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.
An elder from the Nangong Clan stepped forward and gestured for them to proceed. "The three of you... please come in!"
The two elders of the Wang Clan exchanged a glance, their faces grim, and silently helped Wang Hao up.
One of the elderly men with blond hair had a cold glint in his eyes and sneered, "In a sparring match between peers, the Lin Clan son's methods are far too ruthless. If he doesn't give my Wang Clan an explanation..."
I was just looking for a reason to attack Lin Fan...
Wang Hao was seriously injured; his right arm was covered in blood and flesh.
He'll need to stay in bed for at least half a year to recover, and a huge amount of rare and precious herbs will be required to heal his arm. Even after recovery, he won't be the same as before. A once-powerful cultivator is practically useless now...
"Explain?"
"What explanation do you want? This imperial prince was just engaging in normal sparring. It's just that your clansmen are as weak as dogs, unable to withstand even a single move from me, yet you dare to come here and spout nonsense!"
Lin Fan's expression remained unchanged.
His combat power had skyrocketed, and he was truly unafraid of Sage. On the contrary, his eyes were filled with fighting spirit. Sage? It seemed he had never fought one before...
"You..."
Bang!
The next moment, before the blond old man could finish speaking, a cold snort came from the distant void, and half of his body exploded into a bloody mist!
"Ah..."
"Which senior will step in?"
The elderly man with blond hair screamed in agony, his face filled with terror. This dignified Sage had no idea who had done it; half of his body was a bloody mess...
The remaining elder felt a deadly threat and froze in place, not daring to make a move.
The Nangong Clan's pupils contracted, guessing that it was the Emperor's protector who had made the move...
Lin Fan glanced at the void, a smirk playing on his lips. "An explanation, this is an explanation... How dare you raise your voice at this Imperial Prince? Have you forgotten how your ancestor died? Get lost!"
[Ding! Protective stance from the Drunkard Ancestor, you have gained 10,000 Villain Points ]
As expected, it was the Drunkard Ancestor; Lin Fan had already guessed it...
Only after hearing Lin Fan's words did the remaining elder dare to move cautiously...
Only after confirming that the lurking Drunkard Ancestor would not make a move did the Wang Clan elder carry Wang Hao and the blond-haired old man away.
" Lin Fan... you just wait!"
"My Wang Clan will not let you get away with this!"
Wang Hao clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, roaring inwardly...
The Nangong Clan looked at Lin Fan in amazement, then took his leave.
Perhaps only this imperial prince of the Lin Clan could make the mighty and unparalleled royal Wang Clan suffer such great losses time and time again, yet still dare not retaliate!
The Wang Clan family members walked by.
Lin Fan was about to go to rest...
Ji Kun had just received the message and said, "By the way, Your Highness! Didn't you ask me to keep an eye on some strange people a while ago? Like Xiao Huohuo, those rising stars? I've found quite a few who fit the criteria..."
"One of them perfectly fits the requirements of the Imperial Son; his name is Yun Wuji!"
Born into a minor noble family, he possessed exceptional talent and was endowed with the Holy Dragon Blood, destined for greatness. However, his fortune suddenly vanished, leaving him a cripple...
"I heard that a rival family stole his dragon blood."
"They created a True Dragon and phoenixes! They became the true disciples of a sacred land."
"A few years later, Yun Wuji rose to prominence, becoming the closed-door disciple of the Supreme Elder of the Chu Mountain Sect, and even seducing the Sect Master's daughter... He forcefully killed his enemies, achieving instant fame!"
"I sent a message to the Chu Mountain Sect, insisting that Yun Wuji go to the Demon God Secret Realm."
While Ji Kun was away, she did a lot of things for Lin Fan within the Lin Clan's territory.
Lin Fan gave him a knowing look. "Well done!"