“Go to hell!” Feng Tianxia’s blade sliced through space, splitting it in half.
When he made his move, a sharp aura erupted that sent shivers down the crowd’s spine as if an invisible blade had cleaved their souls, threatening to extinguish them.
The crowd was overwhelmed with shock.
If the mere blade intent could make the crowd experience such an illusion, one could guess how terrifying it was.
The crowd broke out into a cold sweat for Chen Fan.
The members of the Tianxia Society and the Heaven’s Alliance looked at Chen Fan as if he were a dead man. This strike would seal his fate.
“From now on, our Heaven’s Alliance will reign supreme in the Spring Autumn Sect!”
"Indeed, with Feng Tianxia's allegiance, our leader will control the entire sect after Chen Fan's death!"
"We've tolerated him for too long. It's time he meets his end!"
A ruthless light flickered in the eyes of the alliance members, and their faces wore sinister smiles. They could envision Duan Jingtian ascending to the top and dominating the Spring Autumn Sect.
“It’s over. Even I can’t escape that blade!” Lei Wushuang’s pupils shrank to the size of a pin, extremely shocked.
The attack was too powerful; it was an all-out attack of an expert at the sixth level.
“Among us holy disciples, only Gongsun Long stands a chance against Feng Tianxia,” Yue Zhongtian said bitterly. If they were to be on the receiving end of that attack, they had only one recourse: death.
“Zhongtian, let’s immediately head to Black Wind Cliff when this ends.” Lei Wushuang sent a voice transmission over.
“Alright!” Yue Zhongtian nodded.
As the blade descended, it seemed to cleave the very fabric of reality. Chen Fan felt like he would be cleaved. His heart beat violently, and his hot blood nearly ignited under this pressure.
He took a deep breath, and light gathered in his eyes.
Suddenly, his aura also started boiling. It surged and broke through Feng Tianxia’s powerful pressure.
“Feng Tianxia, your trump card was surprising, but I hope you remembered what I said. Nothing will change the fact that you die today!”
Chen Fan’s aura boiled and churned. A terrifying power roared inside him, like ten thousand horses galloping, seemingly ready to erupt.
He thrust his arm forward and shouted, “Break!”
The terrifying spear light engulfed the surroundings as if wielded by a divine entity set to obliterate everything.
A terrifying force erupted from the iron spear, toppling mountains, overturning seas, and felling the stars.
The invisible but terrifying force crushed the space, producing rumbling noises. The entire space rippled, yielding folds.
The collision of their attacks erupted with a deafening explosion, producing loud creaking as if it could not bear the heavy burden and was about to shatter.
Terrifying whirlwinds, gales, and hurricanes tore through the air, sweeping heaven and earth, the sun, and the moon. The ripples of the force spread out, leaving the holy disciples pale-faced.
The sheer magnitude of the clash sent shivers down the spectators' spines, numbing their scalps.
Two figures flew out from the storm, their clothing fluttering violently. They were none other than Chen Fan and Feng Tianxia.
“Ugh.” Chen Fan groaned. He tasted something metallic in his mouth as blood seeped from the corners.
He had used all four illusory golden cores to unleash that spear thrust. An attack that powerful could kill someone at the fifth level.
Alas, Feng Tianxia was at the sixth level. Although he had only advanced recently, he was a genius with extremely great strength. Though his strike wasn't at full power, it still packed a terrifying punch.
Chen Fan destroyed Feng Tianxia’s attack with his own, but the terrifying force shook his organs.
The crowd erupted into a discussion.
"He held his ground!"
“How is that possible? Earlier, Chen Fan’s aura suddenly became much more powerful!”
“Did he master some technique that unlocks his latent potential?”
“It’s getting interesting now. This life-and-death battle is becoming increasingly intense. It’s also surprising how Chen Fan can still resist his attacks and fight back. It seems like he still has something up his sleeves!”
Chen Fan's earlier sudden surge in aura hadn't escaped anyone's notice. Everyone was shocked, rolling their eyes back.
They had thought Chen Fan would fall to Feng Tianxia’s blade; unexpectedly, he resiliently withstood it.
The members of the Heaven’s Alliance and the Tianxia Society looked like they had just eaten a fly; their expressions were ugly.
Feng Tianxia’s expression was also dark.
He had thought this attack would end the fight; unexpectedly, Chen Fan was still fighting.
“You really are like a stubborn cockroach," Feng Tianxia spat, his killing intent intensifying. "Even now, you cling to your tricks."
Chen Fan was too difficult to kill, with a seemingly endless arsenal of techniques.
Had Feng Tianxia really been at the fifth level, Chen Fan’s last attack would have killed him.
“As for that sudden power-up, you must have practiced some kind of secret art that allows you to stimulate your potential, increasing your cultivation temporarily. How long can you keep this up, though? A quarter-hour, or an incense stick’s time?
“Too bad for you, it’s useless. The kind of strength I have isn’t something you can make up for just by practicing a secret art. You're merely a trapped fish, thrashing about in its final moments!" Feng Tianxia's voice dripped with cold confidence.
Although Chen Fan had revealed another one of his cards, it did little to shift the tide. Feng Tianxia remained confident in his ability to subdue him.
“You talk too much crap, die!” Chen Fan couldn’t be bothered with Feng Tianxia’s nonsense. His aura erupted like a geyser, engulfing the surroundings as he lunged toward Feng Tianxia with ferocity.
“Nothing but an ant trying to shake a tree!” Feng Tianxia smiled coldly. With a flick of his arm, Bloody Sky drew an arc in the air and slashed out.
In no time, the two broke out into another crazy exchange.
The entire space shook continuously from the terrifying force produced by their exchange.
Chen Fan had pushed his cultivation to its limits. The power of his true primeval erupted crazily. Every attack with his spear made the sun and the moon lose their light, piercing through the stars with a deafening roar.
Feng Tianxia’s aura grew even fiercer, his every slash wielding overwhelming power akin to a volcanic eruption, thunderously sweeping away all in its path, eclipsing even the sun and the moon.