“Bastard, hand over the Flood Dragon Fist Scripture, and I’ll spare your life!”
The Third Dragon Lord and Seventh Young Master closed in—one in front and the other behind—blocking Chen Fan's escape.
Their terrifying auras surged wildly, powerful and oppressive, making the air howl menacingly.
“Spare me? Chen Fan scoffed coldly. Killing intent swept out from him, making heaven and earth turn icy cold. “You pathetic fools think you can threaten me?!”
“You’re asking to die!”
The Third Dragon Lord and the Seventh Young Master’s expressions turned frosty. Cold killing intent erupted from them, sweeping across the sky, causing the minds of those who felt this killing intent to tremble.
“Fine, I wasn’t planning to kill you, but since you’re so eager for death, I’ll oblige!” Chen Fan’s aura instantly exploded, shaking the sky.
Holding the Purgatory Divine Halberd in hand, he instantly became a god of slaughter, making both the Third Dragon Lord and the Seventh Young Master flinch.
“Hmph, Chen Fan, I know you’re strong. Alone, we can’t defeat you. But now, you won’t escape even if you grew a pair of wings!” said the Third Dragon Lord coldly, subtly admitting Chen Fan’s strength.
“All this talk... You really think the two of you together can stop me? Ridiculous!”
Killing intent instantly erupted from Chen Fan as he stabbed violently toward the Third Dragon Lord.
“You’re seeking death!” shouted the Third Dragon Lord. Wielding the Flood Dragon Halberd, his muscles bulged. Terrifying strength rippled inside him.
He also stabbed out with his halberd, tearing through space.
The Seventh Young Master simultaneously replaced his Mountain and River Fan with a spear. A terrifying spear light tore through the sky. It was as if the spear would skewer the entire world as it flew toward Chen Fan from the back.
Chen Fan sensed a dangerous aura behind him. Three heads and six arms immediately appeared behind him. One of them held his iron spear, which he struck at the Seventh Young Master, making winds and clouds churn and the sky darken.
Chen Fan clashed with the two in a flash; sparks flew everywhere.
Despite being caught in a pincer attack, Chen Fan held his ground. In fact, his immense strength pushed the two backward, making their faces darken with frustration.
“Hmph.” Chen Fan snorted coldly. He carried the Purgatory Divine Halberd and charged toward the Third Dragon Lord, unleashing a fearsome halberd light with a single swing. He rose to the sky and stabbed out violently, tearing through the air.
Although Chen Fan’s halberd art wasn’t profound or based on an ancient legacy, his simple sweeps and thrusts contained far more power than the Third Dragon Lord’s attacks.
The months Chen Fan spent studying in the sect’s library had paid off—he had mastered various weapons.
As the saying went, “Great Dao lies in simplicity.” Although Chen Fan hadn’t reached the point where every move aligned with the Heavenly Dao, he was getting closer. Given his overwhelming strength, even his basic attacks were deadly.
The terrifying halberd light collided fiercely with the Third Dragon Lord’s Flood Dragon Halberd.
The terrifying pressure crushed the void, nearly breaking through even the primal chaos.
A tidal wave of energy swept outward, surging in relentless waves.
“You damned bastard, go and die!”
The Third Dragon Lord’s face contorted with fury. A dragon's roar erupted from within him as scales grew on his arm, his voice reverberating like a true dragon’s, shaking the very air.
A cold and piercing killing intent splashed out in all directions.
Enormous auras covered the world, and like a tsunami, they crashed toward Chen Fan.
The Third Dragon Lord was no longer holding back, determined to kill Chen Fan.
“Die!” roared the Third Dragon Lord furiously, shattering the vacuum. He charged toward Chen Fan, a majestic aura sweeping over. It appeared as if a mountain was charging, looking scary.
“Break for me!” Chen Fan bellowed as if the cries of dragon-elephants echoed within him.
Channeling the Hegemonic Golden Body, Chen Fan shone with a golden light. A terrifying, oppressive aura erupted, sweeping through everything like an ancient golden god.
Chen Fan swung the Purgatory Divine Halberd, releasing an aura that engulfed the heavens and earth.
The two forces collided like stars smashing into each other, instantly collapsing a vast region of space.
A dazzling light cut across the horizon, as if billions of light arrows shot out at once, tearing through the sky.
Even the Seventh Young Master’s expression darkened in the face of such a terrifying collision, pulling back some distance.
As the terrifying energy storm ravaged, the entire microcosm shook violently.
The ground split open, and mountain peaks crumbled, creating a scene of pure apocalypse.
Suddenly, a figure flew out of the mass of light—it was the Third Dragon Lord.
The dragon scales on his arm cracked and shattered from the impact. That invincible spirit around him was nowhere to be seen. His robes were tattered, his hair became disheveled, and he was spewing blood.
Unable to control himself, the Third Dragon Lord crashed into a mountain, shattering it on impact. Blood gushed from him uncontrollably.
Those who had emerged from the Flood Dragon Grotto stared in disbelief, their jaws slack as they witnessed the scene, completely shaken.
Even Xiao Yan and the revered elder’s eyes were flickering violently, shocked by Chen Fan’s terrifying strength.
However, before they could catch a breath, Chen Fan darted out from that terrifying collapsed space and rushed straight toward the Third Dragon Lord.
The primeval qi in heaven and earth were thoroughly in chaos. Like a black flood dragon, Chen Fan’s divine halberd pierced through the swirling qi, stabbing at the Third Dragon Lord.
“How dare you! Stop!” The Seventh Young Master, though eager to see the Third Dragon Lord die, realized they were now in the same boat. If Chen Fan killed him, the Seventh Young Master would stand no chance alone.
He had no choice but to intervene.
Terrifying spear light instantly broke through space, fiercely blasting over terrifyingly.
Facing the Seventh Young Master’s powerful attack, Chen Fan had no choice but to give up on killing the Third Dragon Lord. He quickly turned around and swung his arm, drawing a shocking trajectory that shattered the oncoming spear light.
“Since you wish to save him, fine. I’ll kill you first!”
Chen Fan was like an invincible god of war. Wielding the Purgatory Divine Halberd, he strode forth imposingly, emitting a very terrifying aura that pressed toward the Seventh Young Master.
This aura was like an ancient divine mountain smashing over; the Seventh Young Master’s expression changed constantly.