Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator

by Stayrr

Chen Fan, the great cultivator, failed to transcend the Tribulation of Heaven: the final stage of his cultivation. Little did he know that this accident would bring him back to Earth and turn back time to five hundred years ago when he was just a teenager. 'I had once reached the precipice of power in the known universe and could look down on the ten thousand realms with pride; I

27. 833 - 864

Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator #Chapter 833 - The Dinghai Pearl - Read Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator Chapter 833 - The Dinghai Pearl Online - All Page - FREEWN

833 The Dinghai Pearl

"Why are you still standing there? Pack your things and prepare to leave Zhuyan City."

Chen Fan swayed his hand and another invisible energy wave closed the black hole in front of him. He then grabbed Old Ding and flashed to the top floor of the building.

"Yes... Okay," said Old Ding with a quick bow.

He was still in shock when he walked out of the room. Old Ding thought Chen Fan was only a peak-stage Connate Cultivator; even though he called Chen Fan Perfected Cultivator, he didn't really think that was real.

A Golden Core Perfected Cultivator was a supreme being.

There weren't a lot of Golden Core Cultivators in the Beihan Region. Other than the royal family, the six Grotto-heavens and the eight powerful cultivation families, even a cultivation sect that ruled over dozens of cities like the Qingyang Sect had only a couple of them.

A Golden Core Cultivator could establish a sect on his own. Since he had been able to reach the Little Perfected Cultivator level at such a young age, Old Ding already considered Chen Fan as a top cultivator.

But this day...

Not even Xuan Danqing—the leader of the Golden Crow Envoys and a superior figure in the royal city—was able to resist one attack from Chen Fan. Old Ding hadn't even heard of someone who could tear a dimension. Meanwhile, he was truly in awe and was willing to be Chen Fan's servant.

"My Master is a true Perfected Cultivator! Rumor has it he's actually a Nascent Soul Cultivator, which might truly be possible," Old Ding mumbled.

He immediately became energetic and walked at a faster pace, all thanks to the mere thought of working for a Perfected Cultivator or even a Nascent Soul Perfected Cultivator.

There wasn't anything special in the Golden Crow. Chen Fan had stored most of the Spirit Medicines inside the Blade Strengthening Gourd and they had only taken some equipment for traveling, like a grill, some flints, food and a tent.

Chen Fan asked Old Ding to rent the best "Wind Spirit Bird" with a hundred Spirit Stones.

"Whoosh!"

That night, Chen Fan and Old Ding flew out of Zhuyan City on the Wind Spirit Bird and headed north. The Beihan Region was a few hundred thousand miles large, which was dozens of times the Earth's surface, and there were thousands of cities like Zhuyan City.

The entire Beihan Region had thirty six states.

Each state covered an area as large as the Earth's surface! The Yun State, where Zhuyan City was located, was in the southernmost area, while the Fire State, where Old China Town was located, was in the northernmost. The two states were several hundred miles away from each other. It would take a day and a night flying for Chen Fan to get there on his own.

"It's difficult for me to use my powers for a long time right now."

Chen Fan looked a bit worried.

The Wind Spirit Bird was a famous monster known for its endurance. A Divine Sea Wind Spirit Bird was fifty meters wide when it spread its wings and it could carry dozens of people on its back. There was even a magnificent palace there, where Chen Fan was right at that moment.

He saw with his Heavenly Eyes that there were five chains twining around him. They were black, azure, white, yellow and golden in color respectively. The black and azure chains were larger, while the other three were smaller. All of them had been formed by an invisible energy. They couldn't be touched and cultivators below the Nascent Soul Level wouldn't even be able to see them.

Heavenly Divine Chains!

Ads by Pubfuture

Those five chains had been made by Chen Fan himself with the Deception Art.

"I knew how hard it was to make a sacred-grade Golden Core, but I didn't expect for it to be this hard."

Chen Fan smiled wryly.

If the process from the Core Formation Level to the Golden Core Level was like filling a cup with water, the moment the cup was completely filled signaled the time when the Golden Core would be formed after going through the Thunder Tribulation. Chen Fan's water had already overfilled the cup.

He was exposed at the moment.

Once the divine-grade Essence Core was completed, the Thunder Tribulation would come and his Golden Core would be formed. However, Chen Fan didn't want that. He wanted to make five different divine-grade Essence Cores before doing so.

"I formed these five Divine Chains with the Deception Art and locked up my powers. The chains won't break as long as my energy usage doesn't go beyond the Golden Core Level, and the Thunder Tribulation will be pushed back indefinitely. I won't be able to control the dimension too often from now on."

Chen Fan frowned.

He had just initiated the five Essence Cores a little and he quickly sensed the Thunder Tribulation starting ten thousand feet in the sky. If he hadn't stopped immediately, Zhuyan City would have been covered with thunderclouds.

Immortal Cultivation was an act that defied God's will. The Golden Core Level only caused the Thunder Tribulation, but when a cultivator reached the Dao Reunion or the Tribulation Level, he would be regarded as the biggest enemy of the universe. He would suffer from disasters all the time, as if the world were trying to eliminate him.

Because of that, Chen Fan didn't mind the Thunder Tribulation at all.

"When I get back to the Tribulation State one day, I'll make a large hole in the universe."

Chen Fan looked up and snickered.

"Whoosh."

The Wind Spirit Bird flew thousands of miles a day and it only needed a dozen days or so to reach Old China Town.

In this period of time, Chen Fan sorted out what he had learned and decided his future path according to his strength.

"I was a Core Formation Cultivator with a phenomenal-success Divine Body before shutting myself in. I was able to defeat an early-stage Golden Core Cultivator and stand my ground with a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator, but all this only happened since they had an inferior-grade Golden Core," Chen Fan murmured.

The Golden Core Level was different from the other levels. Not only would the power of a Golden Core Cultivator be affected by cultivation arts, levels, Divine Powers and Dharma Treasures, but the level of the Golden Core was also a deciding factor.

An inferior-grade Golden Core, a mid-grade Golden Core and a superior-grade Golden Core had a massive difference.

"Simply put, whenever a Golden Core reaches another level, its power doubles. When it completes one stage, its power increases by three times. The power of a ninth-grade Golden Core is nine times that of a first-grade Golden Core! Besides, the Divine Form and Divine Powers of super-grade Golden Cores also differ."

Because of such a difference, cultivators would try their best to raise the level of their Golden Cores when they were at the Core Formation Level, hoping to stand higher once they reached the Golden Core Level.

"Since Planet Tianhuang is a bit behind, I guess only a few cultivators in the top sects have a superior-grade Golden Core and even a mid-grade Golden Core would be quite rare. Most of them should have inferior-grade Golden Cores.

"My three smaller Essence Cores are comparable to the mid-grade Golden Cores, while the larger ones are as powerful as the superior-grade Golden Cores. So, I now have the power of five Golden Cores in my body and I can even kill a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator."

Of course, this was only an estimation.

During a real battle, it was likely that not even a peak-stage Perfected Cultivator would be a match for Chen Fan with his Divine Body, cultivation arts and Divine Powers. However, there could be many changes in a battle and no one could foresee the outcome. Besides, Chen Fan had locked up his cultivation with the five Divine Chains and he didn't want to encounter such a powerful opponent.

Ads by Pubfuture

It was more difficult for a Golden Core to reach a higher level as it progressed. Chen Fan couldn't even imagine how much Spirit Qi he would need after he formed a sacred-grade Golden Core.

"Whoosh."

After consolidating his level, Chen Fan took out the Ancient Underworld Pearl.

Half of the Xuanming River inside the pearl was gone and it wasn't a Divine Material anymore, but it was still a top Heavenly Material. If Chen Fan had enough power, he could easily turn it into a peerless Heavenly Treasure.

"The Five Thunder Seal can't keep up with my cultivation, but I can only make a Quasi-Heavenly Treasure right now. It would be a waste to use this pearl for that."

Chen Fan was distressed.

He pondered for a while and a legendary Dharma Treasure suddenly came to mind.

"That's it!"

Chen Fan's eyes brightened.

After that, Chen Fan stayed inside the palace and kept refining the pearl.

The dim pearl started to shine, letting out beams of light. There seemed to be a world forming inside it. Looking closely, there was a black river in the sky. Soil and mountains on the two sides were being enlarged, which made the world seem more realistic.

If people knew what Chen Fan was doing, they would have been dumbfounded.

Creating a world!

This was a Divine Power only Soul Formation Cultivators had, which was the reason why they were known as mighty figures in any planet and race in the universe!

Chen Fan certainly didn't have such a power. He was still extremely far away from reaching the Soul Formation Level. He had only borrowed the power of the Ancient Underworld Pearl to gradually form a world. Even so, the world inside was also chilly. There was no sign of life and it was filled with endless Xuanming Qi.

In the end...

The world inside the pearl became a hundred miles large.

"This is enough. Not even a Nascent Soul Cultivator is able to create a livable world... Only a Soul Formation Cultivator could do so. Now that I've formed a Xuanming World, it'll be like having a Grotto-heaven with me. I can use the power of this Grotto-heaven anytime I want and I'll be powerful enough to fight with a Nascent Soul Cultivator during critical moments."

Chen Fan cracked a smile as he looked at the solidifying Xuanming World.

Although the Grotto-heaven wasn't large, it had been formed with Xuanming Qi and was much more powerful than normal ones. Its energy was enough to defeat Nascent Soul Cultivators and it could be carried around. How could an ordinary Grotto-heaven compare to it?

However, such an energy source could be used up, so Chen Fan treasured it very much. He wouldn't use it unless he had to. He was still hoping to use it to attain the Nascent Soul Level and make a Heavenly Treasure or a Divine Treasure!

"Since you turned into a Grotto-heaven, I think I should give you another name."

Chen Fan touched his chin and cracked a smile. "I'll call you the 'Dinghai Pearl!'"

The Dinghai Pearl!

It was a legendary treasure. There were twenty four in total and each of them could turn into a vast world. There were thirty three Heavenly Realms and twenty four of them had been formed by the Dzi Bead. Chen Fan thought it would be funny to use this name.

"I'll turn you into a Divine Treasure someday, more powerful than those mentioned in the legends," Chen Fan thought as he held the Dinghai Pearl in his hand.

Then, Old Ding's voice came.

They had finally arrived in the Yan State, where Old China Town was located.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Ads by Pubfuture

834 Becoming an Ordinary Person

The Fire State covered a few hundred thousand miles, which was larger than Earth's surface. There were many volcanoes everywhere and the ground was crimson in color. The weather was warm all year round, and that was the main reason for its name.

There were some cultivators flashing by on a beast or with a Dharma Artifact from time to time, and there were also flying ships moving about. All of those people belonged to the upper class of the Fire State. They were either members of the cultivation families or the cultivation sects.

The capital of the Fire State was "Red Flame City," which was a hundred miles large, with a population ranging in the millions. It was located in the mountains and its lights were always lit up. It was also known as the city that never sleeps and the bustling people's voices resounded all over the city.

Chen Fan didn't stop at Red Flame City; he kept flying north on the Wind Spirit Bird.

"Whoosh."

The temperature became colder and there were less cultivators as they approached the north. There were a large number of ordinary people instead. These people had black hair and black eyes, and they were wearing simple clothes. They worked hard in the cold weather; there was a clear contrast when compared to the cultivators in Red Flame City.

In the end, an old stone city appeared in front of Chen Fan.

They arrived in Old China Town.

"Land here. We'll walk into the city," Chen Fan said.

Old Ding landed the Wind Spirit Bird and the two of them walked towards Old China Town together as Master and servant. Chen Fan felt as if he had traveled back to ancient China. People were wearing historical outfits and speaking a language similar to Chinese. There were Chinese words on the stone signs of the shops and many hawkers were shouting, just like the scenes in dramas.

Chen Fan found them all familiar.

He felt like he had returned to Earth and China.

What made Chen Fan frown was that there were too few cultivators on the street. There was only one in a few hundred people and was at most an Ethereal Enlightenment Cultivator. Many people simply cultivated for fun. This was completely different from what he had seen in Zhuyan City and Red Flame City. Even though there weren't many cultivators either, he could still see them quite often.

"Master, I heard that the Chinese once committed a serious crime. The first Lord Beihan then restricted their ability to practice Immortal Cultivation and exiled them to this chilly place."

"Old China Town has millions of people and more Chinese are living outside of the city. There are over ten million Chinese in the entire Beihan Region. How was Lord Beihan capable of casting a curse that could last for thousands of years on so many people?"

Chen Fan didn't believe it.

Not even he was unable to do so, let alone Lord Beihan. Chen Fan knew he had to be at the Nascent Soul level to accomplish such a feat.

But every person he asked on the way said the same thing. He bought a history book from a hawker and found that the history of the Chinese wasn't clear at all. The information about Heaven's Equal, Earth and the Path of Heaven had been wiped out.

"Something must have happened thousands of years ago."

Chen Fan's eyes glinted.

He then bought a house and stayed in Old China Town with Old Ding.

Two months passed in a heartbeat.

During this period of time, Chen Fan lived like a normal person, never using any of his Divine Powers. Their neighbors knew an old man and a young man had moved in. The Master was called Chen Fan, who was very friendly.

"Xiao Fan, you're going to read at the Taishi Pavilion again!"

"Xiao Fan, Auntie Liu has extra turnips. Don't forget to ask Xiao Mang to take a couple home for you."

"Xiao Fan, the story 'Journey to the West' is incredible. My boy still wants to listen to it. I'll bring him here tomorrow as well."

All the neighbors greeted Chen Fan and Chen Fan also smiled back.

He was wearing a traditional outfit and his hair was tied up with a small jade crown, like an elegant young man. Old Ding was in an azure robe and was preparing for their trip. They then went to the Taishi Pavilion on a bullock carriage.

The Taishi Pavilion was a place where the Chinese kept their historical books and was considered their highest institution.

Chen Fan had been learning and reading the books inside the library, but the books were the same as those outside. There was nothing about the things that happened to the cultivators from Earth thousands of years in the past.

"Chen Fan, you're here to read again?"

Lord Taishi approached him with a gentle smile.

Chen Fan got up and said respectfully, "My Lord, I feel like there are a lot of things about our race that aren't recorded in the books, such as where our ancestors came from and how we lost both our cultivation talent and our cultivation traditions."

Lord Taishi went silent and said after a while, "I've known what you wanted to ask since the first day you entered Taishi Pavilion. In fact, countless young people have been trying to find the answers from the books written in the last thousands of years, but I can't tell you everything. If you really want to know, go to the Ancestral Temple. You should be able to find what you want there."

Chen Fan bowed.

He looked back and saw Lord Taishi putting the books back on the shelf. Even though this old man wasn't even a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, Chen Fan was grateful for his help.

Such a person was the reason why the Chinese could survive in this place. He passed down the experiences and lessons of the ancestors to the following generations.

"Nothing in the Taishi Pavilion. The Ancestral Temple is the last place."

Chen Fan looked up.

There was a towering old hall at the center of Old China Town. Beams of light were seen inside from time to time.

The Ancestral Temple.

The most sacred place of the Chinese. Almost all the Chinese cultivators originated from that place; it was also the highest authority of the clan.

In the evening.

Chen Fan returned to his home and a girl in a purple dress stuck out her head. "Brother, Grandpa Ding, you're back."

"Brother, I made some sticky rice cakes. Do you want to try them?" a girl said with a box in her hands, like a child waiting for compliments.

Chen Fan tried one and said, "They have a pretty good taste. Your cooking is getting better and better."

Like a cat, the girl's face was immediately beaming.

This girl lived opposite to Chen Fan and was called Xiao Mang. Chen Fan had saved her from a monster in the North Sea. She had been on a trip with her family at that time when a monster attacked them. Both of her parents died. If it wasn't for Chen Fan, Xiao Mang would have also died.

Since then, Xiao Mang had relied on Chen Fan and had never left his side.

Chen Fan had thought about sending her away at first, but the girl looked at him without saying anything and simply started crying, as if she were a pet that had just been abandoned by her owner. In the end, Old Ding convinced Chen Fan to let her stay.

Xiao Mang was a well-behaved girl. Even though she was only thirteen, she always cleaned and tidied up the house like a hardworking maid. By then, even Chen Fan was used to having her around.

"Brother, tomorrow is the day the Ancestral Temple tests our cultivation talent. Everyone under fifteen has to go, which will be more than ten thousand people. I heard that only dozens are tested positive each year," the girl said.

"If I'm tested and do have cultivation talent, I'll be able to become a super powerful cultivator like you and Master Qin Luo. By then I'll be able to avenge my parents and help you out."

Xiao Mang widened her eyes and swayed her fists.

Qin Luo was one of the few Chinese Connate Cultivators and was extremely talented. He had spent fifty years to reach the peak stage of the Connate Level and became the top Overlord among the Chinese. He was also the guardian of Old China Town. Countless residents had deep admiration for him.

"Don't worry. You'll be tested positive," Chen Fan said.

"Hm."

Xiao Mang nodded with confidence.

Then, the girl told Chen Fan a lot of things she had heard from the neighbors and ended falling asleep. She was holding him tightly even in her dreams, scared that he would leave.

Chen Fan became more gentle as he looked at Xiao Mang's face.

He should have left Old China Town and the Beihan Region to look for Divine Materials for his remaining three Essence Cores, but his plans had been postponed again and again because of this girl. He didn't want to lose the life he had at the moment.

Xiao Mang was someone that connected Chen Fan and Planet Tianhuang.

"I should leave after searching for information about the Chinese."

Chen Fan heaved a sigh.

Suddenly, beams of light appeared.

The roar of a dragon came with the light, and a dragon flew out of Xiao Mang's body. Once it appeared, an old, powerful energy fell on the room. The dragon was surrounded by clouds and mist, and its eyes were shining bright. It was apparently a real dragon, not a python.

True Dragon Divine Meridian!

This was a Divine Meridian comparable to that of Red Sparrow, the Xuan Wu and Kun Peng, and was real pure dragon blood, unlike that of the Chu family.

Chu Tianyu only had impure dragon blood, and still, his power had almost reached the Golden Core Level. On the other hand, Xiao Mang had the real blood of a True Dragon, which was one of the most powerful in the universe. She would be able to climb the levels before the Soul Formation State without any difficulties and reach the Nascent Soul Level in a century. With enough cultivation arts and opportunities, she might even be able to reach the Soul Formation and Void Returning levels.

If the sects and sacred grounds in the universe knew about this, they would do the impossible to get her.

But then, many invisible chains were twined around the dragon. It couldn't escape and could only let out a cry. Those chains came from deep inside Xiao Mang's blood, which were passed down from her ancestors.

"Law Divine Chains?"

Chen Fan grunted when he saw those chains.

A Nascent Soul Cultivator would notice that they were very similar to the five Deception Divine Chains on Chen Fan.

The next day.

Xiao Mang came back home, with her head hanging low.

Looking at her gloomy face, Chen Fan knew she had been judged as being devoid of cultivation talent. When tears started welling up in her eyes, Chen Fan made a sudden question.

"Xiao Mang, do you want to be an Immortal Cultivator?"

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

835 Two Worlds

"Immortal Cultivator?"

Xiao Mang looked up, eyes teary.

'Immortal Cultivator' was the most prestigious title for the Chinese people. They had gone against all odds and survived in the frozen north solely thanks to generations of cultivators, fighting against countless alien races and the Northern Sea Water Fey.

Xiao Fan reckoned that Chen Fan was a cultivator when he saved her from the attack of the Water Fey. He had killed a demon beast with the flick of a finger, instantly captivating Xiao Fan's heart.

"But, the elders from the ancestral temple confirmed that I wouldn't be able to become a cultivator. "

Xiao Mang lowered her head and whimpered.

"They are wrong. Xiao Mang is going to be a powerful cultivator in the world, how could she lack any talent? Try the basic art of the Foundation Establishment now and I will show you."

Chen Fan cracked a smile.

He padded Xiao Mang's head, running his finger through her hair and gently tapping her skull.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of muted vibrations rippled from under Chen Fan's finger tip as he severed the shackles over Xiao Man's capability, unlocking her true potential.

One tap, two tap, three...

The first couple of finger taps were easy, but they were getting increasingly heavier. Chen Fan didn't mind the difficulties and doubled down as he used the art. A flash of light flickered in his eyes, as the five Essence Core trembled slightly.

"Patter, patter."

Once Chen Fan removed all the shackles, a shapeless dragon shadow emerged from Xiao Mang's body and flew into the sky, droning joyfully.

Meanwhile, Xiao Mang was completely unaware of this. She sat still on the ground, feeling foggy in the head as she carried out the Foundation Establishment Art. It was a simple art that was practiced by nearly every Chinese person. Nonetheless, this art was able to bring out the "Feel For Qi" if the cultivator was truly talented.

Xiao Mang had practiced it for over a decade and never had she experienced any Qi fluctuations.

However, she felt something different this time.

She felt a hint of True Qi pulsing in his meridians as soon as she started the art. As she went on, the True Qi circulated her body as it multiplied. After once circulation, the True Qi had grown to the thickness of a thumb.

"This is?"

Xiao Mang was shocked.

Her eyes were as round as saucers in disbelief. "Have I really created True Qi? Am I really worthy of Immortal Cultivation?"

Despite her disbelief, the True Qi inside of her body reminded her that it was real. She clenched her fingers, letting the True Qi flow into her fist. She felt so great that she thought she could punch through a rock.

"Thank you! This is amazing! I can finally be like you and Lord Xiao Mang. Fear me, Demons! I HAVE THE POWER!"

Xiao Mang was ecstatic.

She froliced about in the room, punching air as if attacking her enemies. Afterwards, she rushed to Chen Fan, buried her head in his chest and then kissed his cheek.

"I am going to tell Auntie Liu about it!"

Xiao Mang stormed outside and cheerful voices quickly drifted into the room.

Chen Fan cracked a smile.

Although he had yet to come up with a method to completely dispel the Bloodline curse on the Chinese, he could remove the curse on Xiao Fan with ease.

"She truly is a True Dragon and will surely achieve the Nascent Soul realm in a hundred years. Let her be my gift to my fellow Chinese brethren."

A light flickered in Chen Fan's eyes as he thought to himself.

Xiao Mang had what it took to be an Immortal Cultivator!

The news shook the Ancestral Temple. The Ancestral Temple guarded all the Divine spells and arts, therefore, any aspiring cultivator would eventually have to contact them.

In the beginning, the elders of the Ancestral Temple thought that they had missed Xiao Mang's talent because of its insignificance.

However, they were stunned after seeing how Xiao Mang had entered the early-stage of Foundation Establishment in three days. It took her half a month to proceed to the mid-stage and reached the peak in less than a month.

Her unshackled abilities and the True Dragon's Divine Meridian took everyone by surprise. So talented she was that even Gu Lingzi and Lin Wuhua had paled in comparison with her.

"She's a gift from God to all the Chinese people."

The elders broke down in tears.

The knights from the Ancestral Temple took Xiao Mang into the temple to undergo a more intense training. She could go home only once in a while and was taught by all the elders in the temple. They gave her the best arts they knew and fed her the most precious spirit fruits and Treasure Medicines.

It wasn't long before Xiao Mang caught the attention of the Chinese elites.

"My lord, Xiao Mang has been gone for many days, the house feels empty without her. Thank the gods that she'll be back today," Old Ding said as he pruned the branches in the garden.

"Hm."

Chen Fan nodded.

He was absorbing the dimension force in the Void Space to strengthen his Essence Core. This was a very slow method to refine his Essence Core; it would take him at least ten years to achieve Divine Essence at this rate.

Chen Fan had covered the entire city under his Divine Sense and therefore he could monitor the girl's presence inside the Ancestral Temple. However, having seen her in person for so long had made Chen Fan miss her.

"Interesting. I couldn't find any records about the Bloodline curse, neither could I get any information on Heaven's Equal. How could that be? I am sure they are the descendants of cultivators on Earth since their arts were heavily influenced by the Mixed-Essence Sect and the Yuntian Palace. "

Chen Fan was perplexed.

None of the Chinese people he knew had reached the Golden Core realm. Even the elders were at the Connate Spirit level. Qin Luo, the most powerful Chinese cultivator, had only reached the peak of the Connate Level. Therefore, Chen Fan's Divine Will remained undetected.

Chen Fan had combed through the Library in the Ancestral Temple, save a few locked rooms that had been sealed by a special Dharma Array; however, he couldn't find a single passage that mentioned Earth.

"Maybe I should go visit those secret rooms in person. "

Chen Fan rubbed his chin.

The doorbell rang and Old Ding hurried to the entrance. He had expected to see Xiao Mang, but it was a handsome young man wearing dark glacial armor covered under a crimson cape. The young man pushed Old Ding to the side and sauntered in.

"Sir, this is a private..."

Old Ding tried to stop him, but he heard Chen Fan's voice.

"Let them in."

Trailing behind the young man was a group of Chinese knights. They entered the courtyard and stood in a row with an intimidating stance. All of them were at the Ethereal Enlightenment level.

Chen Fan sat in the chair and asked calmly, "You must be the Black Armor Legion. Are you their leader, Qin Luo?"

The man in the black armor was the most powerful Chinese fighter: Qin Luo.

"Impudent! No one speaks like that to my lord. Kneel!" A knight stepped forward and fumed. Those warriors saw Qin Luo as their god.

Qin Luo didn't seem to mind. He said, "You are Chen Fan. We don't know where you're from exactly but you told people that you come from the Sui state.

"You're from a merchant family from Old China Town. Your business is based in the Sui State, but you returned home after your parents died. Since then, you have paid more attention to history than business. Then you worked at the Taishi Pavilion with your servant who is an expert in medicine and elixirs. Your servant is a cultivator and so are you. You have reached at least the Ethereal Enlightenment level, otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to kill the seventeen Foundation Establishment level Water Feys and save our goddess. Am I right?"

Chen Fan had been in the Old China Town for three months, and Qin Luo had already learned almost everything about him.

Old Ding's face darkened and felt naked before the stranger.

"You are too secretive and your actions too clandestine for a normal businessman.

"But you know what? I don't care. I don't care who you are, where you came from, and neither do I care about the method you used to unlock our Goddess's talent. After All, nearly all Chinese cultivators had their own way of removing the shackles. I am here only to tell you one thing."

Qin Luo rose to his feet and fixed his gaze onto Chen Fan.

"Xiao Mang is the most precious asset for the Chinese. She is our only chance to regain our glory. I will not allow anyone to drag her down. If you do that, I will kill you."

Clang.

Qin Luo suddenly unsheathed his blade. Cold lights ran down from its icy edge, filling the air with a deadly force.

Chen Fan's smile remained on his face.

Old Ding couldn't gather himself until Qin Luo was gone with his intimidating guards. He ranted, "My Lord, what does he mean?"

"He gave me a warning." Chen Fan cracked a smile. "I wager that there are people in the Ancestral Temple who disapprove of my connection with Xiao Mang."

For the elders in the Ancestral Temple, Xiao Mang was the future of the Chinese, the shining star. Meanwhile, Chen Fan was a secretive stranger. They couldn't afford to let anything happen to Xiao Mang, and had to nip the potential harm in the bud.

Chen Fan was right.

That afternoon, Xiao Mang and Chen Fan had been informed that she would have to stay in the Ancestral Temple for a while until she reached the Ethereal Enlightenment realm. Old Ding was disheartened by the news and suddenly lost interest in tending to the flowers in the garden.

Chen Fan remained silent.

He had planned to leave Xiao Mang's cultivation to her own people, therefore he had refrained from teaching Xiao Mang any Immortal Cultivation arts. However, the thought of being unable to see the girl for a while brought a knot onto his brow.

One week, two, three...

Xiao Mang was still nowhere to be seen. Messages from the Ancestral Temple also stopped coming. It was as if she had suddenly disappeared from Chen Fan's life.

Meanwhile, Old Ding noticed many times that Chen Fan would suddenly disappear from the house and reappeared a few days later.

He didn't know what Chen Fan was up to, but he had caught a glimpse of Chen Fan's charred clothes and scars on his face.

Although Chen Fan was in bad shape physically everytime he returned, his power seemed to have improved significantly. By then, any Nascent Soul cultivator would have been able to notice how the five divine chains wrapped around his Essence Core were becoming incredibly tight as his Essence Core grew in power.

Three months later.

Chen Fan had just returned to the residence and removed his shirt when a girl in purple outfit suddenly stormed into the courtyard.

"Brother."

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

836 The Enemies Arrived

The girl became more elegant and theTrue Dragon blood made her look as noble as a princess.

"Why are you back?"

Chen Fan smiled as usual.

"Great Grandpa said I've been in the temple for too long, so he allowed me to come back and take a short break. Besides, I missed you and Grandpa Ding so much..."

The girl then ran into Chen Fan's arms and started crying.

Chen Fan gently hugged her; she had grown and developed a better figure. He glanced over the door and saw Qin Luo standing there expressionlessly. This time, Chen Fan didn't give in. He hugged Xiao Mang tighter and caressed her hair,

"Hm."

Xiao Mang felt comfortable and relieved.

Her return was a big deal for the neighborhood. Old Ding laughed happily for the first time in a few months and he made a full table of herbal cuisine. The neighbors were also thrilled. Auntie Liu even gave them a chicken.

The neighborhood was the same as before.

"Brother, I had a lot of fun in the last few months. There are many grandpas with white beards in the Ancestral Temple. They taught me different things every day. Grandpa Li is good at brewing elixirs, Grandpa Qi knows how to use flying swords and Grandpa Xu can tame beasts. He even promised to give me a super cute pet..."

Xiao Mang kept talking.

Chen Fan knew that those white-bearded grandpas were the Elders of the Ancestral Temple. As the only Connate Overlords among the Chinese, every one of them were extremely strong.

"Great Grandpa was very curious about you and he asked me a lot of questions. He also told me to say hi to you.

"Right, I've also met Master Qin Luo. Even though everyone said he's cool, he smiles every time he sees me. I saw him split a monster the size of a mountain in half. He's really impressive..."

Xiao Mang suddenly paused.

She glanced at Chen Fan anxiously and only felt relieved when she saw Chen Fan wasn't angry.

After several months of ongoing cultivation, Xiao Mang not only entered the Ethereal Enlightenment Level and became an Immortal Cultivator, but she also realized that Chen Fan wasn't really powerful.

Those monsters in the North Sea were beasts that normal people could never defeat, but they were just Foundation Establishment Beasts in the eyes of Immortal Cultivators. Any Ethereal Enlightenment Cultivator could kill them in a second. Compared to killing the monster king, this was nothing.

After that, Xiao Mang didn't talk about Qin Luo and the Ancestral Temple anymore, so that she wouldn't irritate Chen Fan.

Chen Fan and Old Ding also noticed that, but they just smiled at each other and didn't say anything else.

In the end, Xiao Mang said seriously, "Brother, let me protect you in the future. I'll become stronger and you won't have to take any risks for me."

"All right, I'll wait for you."

Chen Fan nodded and smiled.

Xiao Mang didn't stay too late at home. That night, people from the Ancestral Temple arrived, led by Qin Luo.

"It's time to go back," Qin Luo said coldly.

"Master Qin Luo, can't we stay a bit longer?" Xiao Mang got up and asked.

"Cultivation is all about persistence. You're a Chinese cultivator and you can't slow down. Otherwise, how can you protect our people in the future?"

Qin Luo didn't compromise at all.

Xiao Mang turned around and looked at Chen Fan and Old Ding. She kept tugging at Chen Fan's clothes and stared at her feet. In the end, Chen Fan smiled and told her they could still meet next time. The little girl was then taken by the guards.

Qin Luo didn't say another word to Chen Fan anymore and he kept glaring at him.

After that, Xiao Mang only returned once in a while.

She said she could go home because Great Grandpa allowed her to. Chen Fan guessed the Great Grandpa she talked about was the Grand Elder of the Chinese, Xie Changying.

Xie Changying.

He was five hundred and three years old and was the oldest Chinese cultivator. He was also the Grand Elder of the Ancestral Temple and the one who ruled over the Chinese.

"It seems that only the Grand Elder knows about the forbidden areas in the Ancestral Temple. He should also know the secret of the Chinese. Should I pay a visit some other time?"

Chen Fan rubbed his chin.

It was the sixth month Chen Fan had stayed in Old China Town.

He felt that the atmosphere in the city had become tense. Beams of light flashed in the sky from all directions and landed at the Ancestral Temple. Each of them made the temple shine bright.

According to rumors...

All the Connate Overlords of the Chinese were there. That night, a thunderous bell toll came from the Ancestral Temple and the gates were opened. Elite soldiers of the highest order rushed out of the city on black horses.

"I heard that the Barbaric Dragons are at the border. The thirty two cities of the Chinese have sent out all of their troops under the command of the Ancestral Temple and they're ready to fight," Old Ding reported.

There were thirty two cities in the Yan State that belonged to the Chinese and there was a population of billions of people. Old China Town was the largest city among the others, but all of them were ruled by the Ancestral Temple.

"The Barbaric Dragons?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

In the last few months, he had been traveling between the states of the Beihan Region to look for spatial nodes and a place where thunderbolts gathered. He had become familiar with the things happening in the region. Other than mankind, there were many other aliens living in the Beihan Region. As their number, the most powerful were rightfully called the "Top Ten" and they were on an equal footing with the six Grotto-heavens and the eight superior families.

The Silver Spirits, where Gu Lingzi came from, was one of them.

Even though the Barbaric Dragons weren't among the Top Ten, they were much more powerful than the Chinese. They had a population of over a billion members across three states and were protected by the Golden Core Barbaric Dragon God.

"The Barbaric Dragons have held a deep-rooted enmity towards the Chinese for a long time. They've always wanted to exterminate us," Auntie Liu said anxiously.

The Chinese had a lot of enemies in the Yan State. The Northern Sea Water Feys were just small problems. Their biggest enemies were the Barbaric Dragons. They wouldn't have survived until then if the Barbaric Dragons didn't have as many enemies and if they didn't have support.

"Unfortunately, we don't have a Perfected Cultivator here. If not, the Barbaric Dragons would never dare to provoke us." Uncle Zhang clenched his fists. "I wonder when Master Qin Luo can enter the Golden Core Level."

Many neighbors were worried.

But Chen Fan didn't care about it.

The war was far away from Chen Fan, but Xiao Mang came back less frequently than before, and she left in a hurry every time.

Chen Fan heard through the grapevine that Xiao Mang was being sent to the frontline to fight with those enemies and improve her skills. Every time she came back, she became calmer and colder than before. She barely smiled at others, mostly doing so when she was talking to Chen Fan.

"Brother, the white-bearded grandpas taught me a lot of things today."

"Brother, Great Grandpa asked you to go to the Ancestral Temple and have a drink with him."

"Brother..."

Xiao Mang only talked about happy things in front of Chen Fan. She didn't want him to worry.

Only when she fell asleep on Chen Fan's lap, she mumbled in her dreams, "Brother, the enemies broke through the Yuluo Gate today. Many monsters ran in and tons of people died. Most of them were brothers and sisters who practiced with me at the Ancestral Temple. They were really nice to me. They even gave me rice cakes sometimes, but they're all dead..."

Chen Fan remained silent and stroked the girl's face.

Immortal Cultivators were very competitive and they would kill countless people. He didn't know if it had been the right decision to drag Xiao Mang into this. Sometimes, Chen Fan thought it might be better for Xiao Mang to stay out of the Immortal Cultivation world.

"I can't believe I'd be so soft-hearted."

Chen Fan shook his head with a smile.

Immortal Cultivation was an act that defied God's will, but one would die after a century without cultivating. Xiao Mang would have chosen to cultivate as well if she had been given the chance.

The war continued. Millions of Chinese soldiers were fighting against the Barbaric Dragon warriors. There was news from time to time saying that the enemies had destroyed some cities, or that some Connate Cultivators had died, or about entire troops having been annihilated...

The situation wasn't good for the Chinese. An endless amount of bad news arrived from the frontline and people in the entire Old China Town became more serious. A lot of Connate Overlords flew out of the Ancestral Temple to the frontline every day.

Qin Luo stayed at the border all the time.

That day.

While Chen Fan was cultivating, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked outside the window.

The sky outside Old China Town had been covered with black clouds. Looking closely, those weren't clouds, but countless alien soldiers coming on top of their monsters. They were all two meters tall and had dragon horns on their heads. They were riding Horned Eagles and there seemed to be a hundred thousand of them.

Dozens of them were ten meters tall. Their bodies were covered in black scales and they had a pair of dragon horns. They were enveloped in black mist rife with earth-shattering energy; all of them were apparently Connate Overlords.

"Xie Changying, get your a* over here!" said their leader, who was thirty meters tall. Its voice shook the entire city and frightened all the citizens.

The Barbaric Dragons had arrived.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

837 Killing with One Hand

"Lord Barbaric Dragon?"

At that moment, countless people looked up and saw the giant that had a dragon head and a human body covered in black scales. Millions among the Chinese were terrified.

As the King of the Barbaric Dragons, Lord Barbaric Dragon had been a famous character in many Chinese stories, which said it liked indulging in human flesh and blood.

"This is Lord Barbaric Dragon?"

Xiao Mang looked up.

Even though she had entered the Ethereal Enlightenment Level, she felt like she was as weak as an ant in front of a peak-stage Connate Cultivator.

"Lord Barbaric Dragon, don't you dare provoke the Chinese. Leave this instant!"

A beam of light was shot from afar and Qin Luo appeared. He was wearing armor and his blade aura cracked the air. Dozens of warriors of the Barbaric Dragons were shattered to pieces by the Blade Qi.

On the ground...

Countless soldiers in black armor surged out.

There were many catapults with ten-meter arrows pointing at Lord Barbaric Dragon on the stone walls. Surges of Connate Cultivator energy rose from the Ancestral Temple and came behind Qin Luo.

"Qin Luo, you're not powerful enough to be my enemy. Ask Xie Changying to come out now, or I'll level Old China Town and eliminate the Chinese."

Lord Barbaric Dragon grunted.

"How arrogant!"

Qin Luo sneered.

The Chinese had been fighting with the Barbaric Dragons for thousands of years, so they knew about each other's strength. Qin Luo was confident that if he could stop all those warriors for half a day, the Chinese Overlords and their allies who would arrive from the other cities would bring enough power to crush Lord Barbaric Dragon. Besides, this wasn't quite difficult with the resources the Chinese had in Old China Town.

"Haha, looks like you're quite confident. All right, I'll kill you first, and then I'll break into the Ancestral Temple and catch Xie Changying."

Lord Barbaric Dragon chuckled and stretched out its hand. Its claw then flashed towards Qin Luo, cracking the air.

Qin Luo didn't step back at all. He pulled out his sword and stood right before Lord Barbaric Dragon with aura surrounding his body.

"Boom!"

The battle between them turned the air above Old China Town into a sea of Essence Qi. Wind started howling and it began to pour.

"Go, Master Qin Luo!"

Countless Chinese looked up and cheered for Qin Luo.

Xiao Mang also clenched her fists and looked over. Qin Luo was the most powerful Overlord of the Chinese. If he lost, everyone would suffer a huge blow.

"Sword Qi River!" Qin Luo's voice suddenly resounded. After that, a hundred feet long ray of light sped over the sky. This attack had reached the peak of the Connate Level.

Even though the body of Lord Barbaric Dragon was tough, it couldn't withstand such an attack and the scales on its body fell off. Dozens of holes appeared and it fell back quickly.

"Your Majesty!" many members of the Barbaric Dragons yelled.

Someone rushed over and saved Lord Barbaric Dragon, while the others went after Qin Luo. And yet, Qin Luo wasn't afraid at all. He raised his sword and the Sword Qi filled the air.

Thirty seconds later.

The second Connate Cultivator of the Barbaric Dragons died by beheading.

Two minutes later.

Qin Luo stabbed the third Connate Cultivator of the Barbaric Dragons and its body exploded.

Five minutes later...

In just an hour, thirteen Connate Overlords of the Barbaric Dragons had died in front of Old China Town. Qin Luo stood on the stone walls and stopped dozens of Connate Cultivators and a hundred thousand warriors.

At that moment, countless cultivators of the Barbaric Dragons were speechless, while the people of Old China Town cheered.

"Master Qin Luo is so powerful!"

"He's indeed the top Overlord of the Chinese."

"Go, Master Qin Luo! Kill Lord Barbaric Dragon and exterminate the Barbaric Dragons once and for all!"

Many disciples were cheering in the Ancestral Temple and a lot of girls were looking at Qin Luo lovingly. Xiao Mang was also excited, but Chen Fan's face suddenly came to her mind. Although she knew Chen Fan had a low level, she had a feeling that Qin Luo wasn't as powerful as Chen Fan...

"Strange. Why would I think that my lazy brother is more powerful than Master Qin Luo? I must have lost my mind," Xiao Mang thought.

Meanwhile, Qin Luo was standing on the walls of Old China Town, sword in hand. He said, "Do you want to continue, Lord Barbaric Dragon?"

Lord Barbaric Dragon turned pale.

Qin Luo was much more powerful than expected and could be regarded as a Golden Core-to-be. He was only half a step away from the Golden Core Level. When everyone thought Lord Barbaric Dragon was going to lose, it suddenly chuckled.

"Qin Luo, do you really think this is all that we've got?"

"What do you mean?"

Everyone was confused and Qin Luo was also startled. He looked up to the sky and saw Lord Barbaric Dragon say as it bowed, "Ancestral God, please."

At that moment, all the other warriors of the Barbaric Dragons knelt on one knee at the same time and said respectfully, "Greetings, Ancestral God."

Their voices shook the world. Then, a giant appeared above Old China Town in front of the astonished looks of the Chinese.

It was a hundred meters tall and had a dragon head. Its claws were sharp and its black scales were shiny like metal.

Once the giant showed up, an powerful energy filled the world and everything in a hundred miles seemed to be about to collapse. The terrifying energy waves made countless people kneel down.

"Barbaric... Dragon... God?" Qin Luo said with a serious face.

This giant was the legendary True God of the Barbaric Dragons! It was the reason why the Barbaric Dragons could become one of the powerful races in the Beihan Region.

"How dare you come here, Barbaric Dragon God? Aren't you afraid the Lord of the Yan State and the Arctic Sect come after you?" Qin Luo shouted.

"Who are you to question what I do? Go to hell!" The Barbaric Dragon God raised its hand and smacked. The world was immediately covered by black waves.

"Sword Qi River!" Qin Luo shouted and slashed with a more powerful energy, but he still couldn't withstand the attack of the Barbaric Dragon God and was smacked down from the air. Then, he was pushed into the ground together with the city walls and a giant claw mark appeared. When the claw was lifted, everyone saw that Qin Luo's armor had been shattered and his limbs fractured.

Qin Luo lost after one attack!

The power of a True God was frightening.

Countless Chinese were devastated and many young girls cried their eyes out. Even the Connate Cultivators paled at the sight. Qin Luo was the most powerful cultivator in their eyes. If even Qin Luo had lost, they would never be able to resist against the Barbaric Dragon God.

"Xie Changying, I'm here now. Don't you want to come out and see me?"

Barbaric Dragon God stared at the Ancestral Temple.

A beam of light shot out of the Ancestral Temple and an old man appeared. He was extremely old, but he was still standing upright in front of the Barbaric Dragon God.

"Barbaric Dragon God, according to the agreement we signed, you can't be involved in the quarrels between us, or the Arctic Sect and the government of the Yan State would take the necessary measures. Are you sure you want to violate the agreement?"

The Arctic Sect was a famous Immortal Sect in the Yan State.

They had more than one Golden Core Ancestral Patriarch; it had been the Exalted Sect that the Chinese had been relying on in the last thousands of years. The Chinese offered them countless Spirit Stones and resources every year and they protected the Chinese in return.

In addition, the government of the Yan State also prevented the Barbaric Dragons from running wild.

The Chinese had been able to survive to the present day only because of the protection offered by the two forces.

"The Arctic Sect? The government of the Yan State?"

Barbaric Dragon God suddenly burst into laughter.

Its voice shook the world and the windows of countless houses broke, as if a thousand bombs had exploded. Many ordinary people covered their ears. If the Elders of the Ancestral Temple didn't open the array and blocked the sound waves in time, half of the Chinese would have died.

"Try to contact the government of the Yan State and the Arctic Sect now. How would I come unprepared?" Barbaric Dragon God snickered.

Xie Changying was stunned.

The Elders immediately took out their communication stones and tried to contact the government of the Yan State and the Arctic Sect, but none of them answered.

"Xie Changying, an elite of your clan reached the Ethereal Enlightenment Level in three months and she's more talented than Chu Tianyu. Do you think you can keep this a secret? Do you think the Lord of the Yan State and the Arctic Sect would still protect your people like they used to after hearing about this?" Barbaric Dragon God said.

Xie Changying and the Elders gradually turned pale .

The reason why the government of the Yan State and the Arctic Sect supported the Chinese was because they were weak and easy to manipulate. If there was another Golden Core Cultivator among the Chinese, the two forces would no longer be able to control them anymore. The government of the Yan State and the Arctic Sect couldn't allow this to happen, so they didn't do anything to help the Chinese this time.

"Don't worry. I've made a deal with the Lord of your state. We will leave and won't attack you as long as your hand over the girl," Barbaric Dragon God said coldly.

After hearing what it said, Xiao Mang was frightened, but what terrified her more was that she felt how countless people were staring at her and she couldn't even imagine what they meant.

"A person or a race. It's up to you," Barbaric Dragon God said.

The entire Old China Town went silent. Xie Changying and many Connate Cultivators were speechless, and the girl had all the attention.

She seemed so lonely at the moment.

At the State Mansion in Red Flame City.

An old man in a red robe was standing in front of a water mirror, looking at what was happening outside Old China Town, with a visibly furious mood. He had red hair and his body was surrounded by fire, while there were nine fire birds flying around him. His energy was even stronger than that of the Barbaric Dragon God.

Chi Fenkong, the Lord of the Yan State.

He was kind of an Overlord even among the Golden Core Cultivators. He had achieved the mid-grade Golden Core. Even though it was only at the fourth grade, it was already more powerful than many inferior-grade Golden Cores.

A young man in armor bowed and said,"My Lord, should we do something? The Chinese are definitely helpless against Barbaric Dragon God."

"Xu Hao, do you know what the most important thing is for the Lord of a state?" Chi Fenkong asked.

"The Golden Core Level?"

Xu Hao frowned.

As the most outstanding talent of the Yan State government, he had become a peak-stage Connate Cultivator at a young age. Even the representatives of the Grotto-heavens, including Lin Wuhua and Manggu, were weaker than him. Countless people in the government saw him as the next Lord of the Yan State and called him Young Lord.

"Level is certainly important, but it can't help you make all the sects and races obey you," Chi Fenkong said calmly, "The most important thing is the system of checks and balances.

"Only such a system can make all the races in the region behave, so that nobody dares to challenge the government... But now, the Chinese are breaking this balance. If that girl keeps cultivating, they'll have one more Golden Core Cultivator in less than a century. By then, they'll become the second Barbaric Dragons, which is something we can't tolerate," Chi Fenkong said.

Xu Hao was astonished by that answer.

The senior officials and Connate Cultivators of Red Flame City were also convinced and they all admired Chi Fenkong.

"The Chinese will definitely yield. What's a talented cultivator before the lives of billions of people? They would even be willing to sacrifice Xie Changying."

Chi Fenkong shook his head and left the study.

Outside Old China Town.

Everything indeed happened according to what Chi Fenkong said. More people looked at Xiao Mang and all the senior officials of the Chinese remained silent.

"I'll go with you," the girl in a purple gown said in front of countless people.

She felt that many people were looking at her in shock, but more of them were relieved.

Xie Changying was stunned. He tried to speak several times and his hands were shaking, but he couldn't say a word. In the end, he heaved a sigh and seemed a hundred years older.

"No!"

Qin Luo struggled and tried to pick up the sword, but he couldn't even stand.

"I'm willing to sacrifice myself in exchange for the lives of our people."

The girl cracked a smile. She stood there with beams of light coming out from her body like a fairy.

"Haha!"

The Barbaric Dragon God burst into laughter, then raised its giant claw and tore the array of Old China Town apart. Nobody dared to resist. They lowered their heads feeling ashamed and many of them turned away in shame.

Xiao Mang looked up and saw the claw of the Barbaric Dragon God coming towards her. She had never thought she would be so calm in the face of death.

She had forgotten about her own life and the betrayal of her people.

Only one person came into her mind right then.

"Brother, I'm sorry. I can't make you sticky rice cakes anymore," Xiao Mang said gently.

At that moment, countless Chinese clenched their fists, while the warriors of the Barbaric Dragons burst into laughter and many others shook their heads.

Right when the claw of the Barbaric Dragon God was about to grab the girl...

Suddenly, a crystal clear finger appeared in the sky and stopped the giant claw from going towards Xiao Mang.

A voice came into everyone's ears.

"Have you asked me before taking her?"

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

838 Like a God

"Have you asked me before taking her?"

The girl in a purple gown opened her eyes and saw a black haired young man in a black outfit standing in front of her.

The young man pointed with his finger and blocked the giant claw. He was so small compared to the claw, but was as large as the fiend in Xiao Mang's eyes.

It was Chen Fan.

"Brother..." Xiao Mang said with a trembling voice. She couldn't believe this.

At her most desperate hour, helpless and in great danger, nobody in the entire Ancestral Temple had dared to step forward and billions of people were at a loss for words. In the end, Chen Fan, who had the lowest level, was the one who protected her.

Not only Xiao Mang...

Qin Luo and the Grand Elder's eyes also popped out, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Wasn't he just an Ethereal Enlightenment Cultivator? How daring of him, to offend the Barbaric Dragon God. Is he actually a hidden master?"

Qin Luo was confused.

The Grand Elder sized up Chen Fan and something seemed to have come to mind.

"Who are you?" the Barbaric Dragon God asked.

Although it hadn't used any of its Dharma Power, his bodily energy could crush a mountain, crack the earth and destroy half a city. And yet, Chen Fan had blocked such a powerful attack. How could the Barbaric Dragon God not be surprised?

Countless Chinese, including the seniors of the Ancestral Temple, were confused.

Chen Fan looked so unfamiliar to them. He didn't seem like any of the Connate Overlords of the Chinese, and no one had ever seen someone who was more powerful than Qin Luo.

"My name's Chen Fan, Xiao Mang's brother," Chen Fan said.

Even while facing a hundred-meter god, Chen Fan wasn't scared in the slightest.

"Chen Fan? I've heard of you! You're not a Golden Core Cultivator. How dare you stop me? Let me turn you into trash like I did with Qin Luo!" the Barbaric Dragon God said coldly.

It noticed that Chen Fan was only a peak-stage Connate Cultivator. He might have powerful True Essence and a tough body, but he wasn't a Golden Core Perfected Cultivator after all.

Qin Luo and the others also knew about this and they were terrified.

"Go to hell!"

The Barbaric Dragon God stretched out its claw again.

Its claw had black scales and was as large as a mansion. It was shining bright and its sharp nails a few feet long tore the air apart, creating five long white marks. The most terrifying was that the sky was full of black energy waves once the Barbaric Dragon God attacked.

This time, it used its invincible True God power.

Everyone saw that the sky had suddenly become dark and the endless black waves flooded the world. Before the claw of the Barbaric Dragon God arrived, the ground had cracked and countless houses were shattered. Thousands of people died in an instant.

A True God was too powerful!

"Clank!"

Chen Fan didn't step back.

He used his hand as a sword and made a pulling motion in the air. Crackling sounds reverberated in the sky and an azure blade aura moved before the black waves. The blade aura split the black waves in half and cracked the clouds, making a long white mark that extended through a thousand meters.

"He's alive?"

Everyone thought Chen Fan would at least be seriously injured, but he had survived, even having the upper hand.

"When did we get such an Overlord?"

Countless people wondered.

"His True Essence is terrifying. It's as powerful as that of a Golden Core Cultivator." Qin Luo widened his eyes.

"Unfortunately, he's still not a Golden Core Cultivator after all. Otherwise, he'd be able to turn the tides." Xie Changying shook his head.

There was a huge difference between a Golden Core Cultivator and a Connate Cultivator.

This was something that no cultivation art, Divine Power or Dharma Treasure could compensate. It was a qualitative difference, like metals and wood. Other than the son of God in the legends, no one had ever heard that a Connate Cultivator could defeat a Golden Core Cultivator.

"Great!"

The Barbaric Dragon God chuckled.

As a True God and the Ancestral God of a race, it still couldn't finish Chen Fan after two attacks. It could easily imagine how its enemies were jeering at it right then.

"Kid, let me show you what a True God is capable of."

The Barbaric Dragon God smirked.

Boom.

A black curtain suddenly appeared under its feet.

The black curtain covered a thousand feet range and countless souls of the Barbaric Dragons were howling inside. The air had been filled with a powerful dark energy. Inside the territory, the Barbaric Dragon God grew to a thousand meters large and the sky was full of energy waves that were a few times more powerful than the ones before. People in the entire Old China Town were trembling underneath.

A territory!

A Dharma Form!

Those were the two things a Golden Core Overlord used to crush all the Connate Cultivators.

The body or True Essence of some peak-stage Connate Cultivators could be as powerful as those of a Golden Core Cultivator, but once the Golden Core Cultivator took control of the world and established his territory, everything in a thousand feet radius would be under his control. Any Connate Cultivator who was inside this territory would be slaughtered. When a Golden Core Cultivator let out his Dharma Form, his power would even increase several times.

Everyone was frightened as they looked at the black curtain in the sky.

"Chatter."

Some people were grinding their teeth.

The full power of a Golden Core Cultivator was too terrifying. The entire Old China Town had been enveloped by the energy of the Barbaric Dragon God. Countless people were pushed on the ground and even Immortal Cultivators were overwhelmed. Only the Connate Cultivators could still remain standing, but they were also frightened.

"Oh no, run!" Xie Changying yelled as he took out a jade talisman and crushed it. Once it was broken, a golden light curtain formed by countless runes appeared above Old China Town to defend them against the Barbaric Dragon God.

"Do you think a Golden Core talisman can stop me?"

The Barbaric Dragon God stepped forward.

The golden light curtain immediately exploded. Xie Changying then cast seven Dharma Spells with seven jade talismans, but the attacks disappeared right after they clashed against the territory around the Barbaric Dragon God.

"It's useless. All your attacks are nothing in front of a True God. You can never imagine how powerful we are," the Barbaric Dragon God said with a thunderous voice.

It flashed to the Ancestral Temple, then lifted its foot and was about to stomp on Chen Fan.

The Barbaric Dragon God wanted to stomp him to death.

Countless Chinese Overlords clenched their fists, while the hundred thousand warriors of the Barbaric Dragons snickered. The senior officials of the Yan State, who were standing in front of the water mirror, also shook their heads. As for Chi Fenkong, he didn't even look back and was about to step out of the study.

Then, Chen Fan cracked a smile.

He ignored the giant foot and looked at the girl.

"Xiao Mang, are you afraid?"

"No, I'm not, brother." Xiao Mang smiled and stood behind Chen Fan. She felt like she had nothing to fear. Even if they had to die together, she would accept it.

"Hm, then watch me defeat the bad guy," Chen Fan said with a smile.

Then, a thin golden chain was broken, somewhere in his body where nobody could see. A golden Essence Core pulsed in his sea of Chaotic Qi.

"Boom!"

At that moment, Chen Fan's body let out beams of light like the sun. He was surrounded by layers of golden aura, which then turned into burning fire.

Chen Fan stood inside the fire like a god.

"Boom."

He threw a punch.

His hand was a few hundred meters large like a monster's claw. Then, everything exploded. All the black scales, muscles and Divine Body were crushed and drops of black blood fell from the sky.

"Argh!"

The Barbaric Dragon God let out a cry and stepped backwards.

But this was only the beginning. A ray of golden light was shot from the ground like a dragon rising to the skies. There was a man inside the light, as if he were the invincible God of War.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Just like breaking a dead branch from a tree.

The enormous Dharma Body and the Divine Body of the Barbaric Dragon God exploded bit by bit, starting from its feet. Its legs, tummy, chest, neck, head... All of them were broken to pieces. In the end, its thousand-meter Divine Body was shattered and the air was filled with its flesh and blood.

A giant hole had even appeared on the True God's territory.

The golden ray of light didn't stop after killing the Barbaric Dragon God; it kept shooting thousands of meters upwards, cracking half of the clouds before finally stopping. Even people a thousand miles away could see this beam of golden light.

It was so bright and eye-catching!

It was invincible!

"Stth!"

At that moment.

Millions of people in Old China Town, including the seniors of the Ancestral Temple, the warriors and the Barbaric Dragons, were speechless.

Qin Luo was dumbfounded.

Lord Barbaric Dragon had instantly stopped laughing.

Xie Changying had just gone back to the Ancestral Temple and was about to take out the ancestral artifact. He dropped the artifact and froze when he saw this shocking scene.

Chi Fenkong, the Lord of the Yan State who was about to leave the study, had also seen what happened and he immediately stopped walking.

In the sky and on the ground.

Everyone was stunned and speechless. The area became silent; all those witnessing this could only look at the bright fist aura, the disintegrating Barbaric Dragon God and the Chinese young man enveloped in a golden aura.

The young man stood in the sky with hands behind his back. He had black hair and black eyes, and his clothes fluttered in the wind.

He looked like a god.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

839 Please Stop!

"How is that possible?"

Lord Barbaric Dragon looked up and couldn't believe what it saw.

That was an invincible Ancestral God. The Barbaric Dragon God was a top Overlord in the Yan State and the Beihan Region. Other than cultivators from the six Grotto-heavens and the ten powerful races, the rest of the Golden Core Cultivators could only defeat it at most, but killing it was completely impossible.

In fact, not only Lord Barbaric Dragon, everyone else was dumbfounded. Qin Luo couldn't even say a word. Everything that happened before them was totally different from what they had expected.

Wasn't the Barbaric Dragon God going to stomp Chen Fan to death?

Why was it Chen Fan the one who killed the thousand-meter Barbaric Dragon God?

"Honey, is that Xiao Fan?" Auntie Liu asked with hesitation.

"No, you must have seen the wrong person. If Xiao Fan really defeated that monster, we'll be saved!"

Butcher Zhang gave a beaming smile.

Millions of Chinese people were silent at first. Then, the entire Old China Town was full of cheering sounds. Countless people threw everything around them into the air to express their excitement and the seniors of the Ancestral Temple also cried tears of joy.

The Chinese had waited for this day for so long! In the last thousands of years, they had been struggling in the dark. They had yielded to the Arctic Sect and the government of the Yan State, while resisting the attacks of the Barbaric Dragons, the Blood Beasts and the monsters in the North Sea. That day was the day they had been dreaming of!

"We finally have a Perfected Cultivator!" Xie Changying mumbled.

A Perfected Cultivator!

A race must have a Perfected Cultivator or a True God to be able to survive in the Beihan Region, or their people would be bullied and treated as servants by countless sects and the government. With a Perfected Cultivator, the other sects and races would think twice before offending them.

A Perfected Cultivator was unstoppable!

Any Overlord would have to pay a heavy price in order to kill a Golden Core Perfected Cultivator. Unless they were much more powerful, otherwise a Perfected Cultivator would be too difficult to kill. Besides, if the Golden Core of a Perfected Cultivator exploded, the energy released would surpass the yield of a billion-ton nuclear weapon.

It didn't matter if Chen Fan was a Perfected Cultivator or not. His punch had cracked the Dharma Form of the Barbaric Dragon God and this was the power of a Perfected Cultivator.

"Crack!"

The Dharma Form shattered and showed the true form of the injured Barbaric Dragon God.

It was still alive!

But that was normal. All Golden Core Overlords were hard to kill. Their bodies weren't their most important assets. Only when their Golden Core was shattered and their Divine Soul was destroyed would they be completely dead. However, the Barbaric Dragon God was in an extremely bad condition. Its Divine Body had started to crack and countless scales fell off. There were wounds like spider webs everywhere.

Chen Fan's Fist Qi was too terrifying.

He had punched with his True Martial Essence Core, which was powerful enough to defeat a mid-stage Golden Core Overlord. Even though the Barbaric Dragon God was strong, it was only an early-stage Golden Core Cultivator, and it was already lucky that its Divine Soul and Divine Core had survived.

But its body had been crushed by Chen Fan's Fist Qi and it was only hanging on with its power, like gluing a broken vase back together.

"You're not dead."

Chen Fan smiled.

"Bang!"

Chen Fan walked in the sky and created many golden ripples. He was surrounded by fire, staring at the Barbaric Dragon God.

"How about we stop here? It was my fault this time. We'll leave the region right away," the Barbaric Dragon God said.

It lowered its head in front of everyone.

It had completely lost its confidence and pride after Chen Fan's punch! Even if it thought it still had a trump card, it didn't want to fight with Chen Fan anymore.

"My territory is broken and my Divine Body is cracked. I need at least a century to piece my body back together. Revenge can wait."

The Barbaric Dragon God lowered its head.

"Hm."

Chen Fan didn't stop. He took another step.

"Do you really want to fight until we both die? You have to know that I can drag you down to Hell with me. If you die, the Chinese will be left unprotected," the Barbaric Dragon God said.

"You think you can kill me?"

Chen Fan sneered and stretched out his hand.

A giant golden hand appeared in the sky and smacked down as if it were going to crush everything. Some powerful golden Blood Qi filled the air, which made countless warriors of the Barbaric Dragons tremble.

"Boom!"

The Barbaric Dragon God also tried to attack.

And yet, its body was immediately smashed by Chen Fan's hand. Many golden bones, blood and scales were dispersed in all directions.

"Argh!"

The Barbaric Dragon God let out a cry.

Its Divine Soul then turned into a beam of black light and hid among the warriors of the Barbaric Dragons.

"Don't let it escape!" Xie Changying shouted.

Without crushing the Divine Core, a Golden Core Overlord wouldn't die completely. When the Barbaric Dragon God formed its Divine Body and returned after a century, the Chinese would have to face another crisis.

After all, there was no way they could stop them from coming back.

Chen Fan couldn't stay in the Chinese area forever. The Barbaric Dragon God could slaughter everyone in a village this day and destroy a city the next day. The Chinese would suffer a great blow in the next few years. This was also the reason why the large races were unwilling to declare war against one another.

"You can't run away!"

Chen Fan smiled.

He swayed his body and rushed into the army of the Barbaric Dragons like a chariot. Lord Barbaric Dragon shouted and asked their warriors to protect their Ancestral God. Many of them ran towards Chen Fan as if death was nothing to them, and dozens of Connate Cultivators were also sacrificed.

They could die, but they couldn't let Chen Fan have the Barbaric Dragon God.

Otherwise, all the Barbaric Dragons would be exterminated!

"Break!"

Chen Fan was surrounded by fire like the sun. All the Barbaric Dragon warriors around him, including the Connate Overlords, were killed by his terrifying Fist Qi.

In a blink...

Chen Fan had killed thousands of Barbaric Dragon warriors and created a long path of blood. He even burned them to ashes and smacked Lord Barbaric Dragon to death.

In the end, Chen Fan grabbed the Divine Soul of the Barbaric Dragon God in his hand. He ignored its cries and his hand let out countless beams of light. While he was about to crush the Divine Soul with his True Martial Divine Power...

There was a sudden yell.

"Please stop!"

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 840 Whoever Stops Me Dies

A beam of Essence Magnet Divine Light came with the voice.

It landed on Chen Fan's hand, hoping to take the Divine Core of the Barbaric Dragon God from him, but Chen Fan crushed it with a finger.

"Who's that?"

Everyone looked up in shock.

A ray of white light flew from afar and a white-haired elder in a white outfit appeared. His entire body, including his eyebrows, was white. His long sleeves fluttered in the wind and his energy was as strong as that of the Barbaric Dragon God. He was apparently a Perfected Cultivator as well.

"The Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect?"

Xie Changying was startled.

Many elders of the Ancestral Temple were also dumbfounded.

They certainly recognized the white-haired elder. He was the Golden Core Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect, who the Chinese had been relying on! However, the Ancestral Patriarch was looking at Chen Fan with a smirk.

"Stop now, my friend. Even if the Barbaric Dragon God did something wrong, it doesn't deserve to die. Show some mercy. I can promise you the Barbaric Dragons will leave right away when they see the Chinese in the future and they'll offer you Spirit Stones and Spirit Medicines to compensate for your loss," said the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect.

"That's right, we're willing to make it up for you," the Divine Soul of the Barbaric Dragon God also yelled.

It was currently hiding inside its Divine Core. Although it knew that the Divine Core was tough and it couldn't be killed so easily, the feeling of being controlled was too overwhelming. Besides, if Chen Fan allowed it to live and locked it somewhere for thousands of years, the feeling would be much worse than actually dying.

"Make it up for me?"

Chen Fan snickered and looked at the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect with disdain.

"Where were you when the Barbaric Dragons slaughtered my people? Where were you when the troops of the Barbaric Dragons invaded Old China Town? Where were you when the Barbaric Dragon God was about to catch Xiao Mang? The Chinese had been offering tributes to the Arctic Sect for thousands of years. You weren't here during the critical moments and now you came to negotiate? Do you think I'm a fool?"

Chen Fan had sensed the Ancestral Patriarch since the beginning.

However, he never showed up when the Barbaric Dragon God was running wild and only made an appearance after it died. How would Chen Fan believe in such a person?

"Crack, crack."

Chen Fan clenched his fist.

It was surrounded by a golden aura and there was a terrifying energy of his Divine Body. His hand looked like it was made with gold, like a small sun. In comparison, the black Divine Core seemed to be a bit overwhelmed inside the golden aura. Many tiny cracks appeared on its surface and the Divine Soul of the Barbaric Dragon God screamed.

"My friend, do you really want to do that?"

The Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect narrowed his eyes.

"Whoever stops me dies!" Chen Fan said firmly.

"Hah."

The Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect heaved a sigh.

He swayed his hand and a river appeared behind him above Old China Town.

Looking closely, it wasn't a river, but an aurora. The colorful aurora had been formed by pure Essence Magnet Energy, which had been collected by the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect a hundred thousand feet above the North Sea. It could destroy people's bodies and souls.

"You want to fight with me?"

Chen Fan smiled.

Even though the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect was powerful, he was only an early-stage Golden Core Cultivator. When it came to facing Perfected Cultivators who had only an inferior-grade Golden Core, Chen Fan could kill them effortlessly.

"I know I can't stop you by myself. Luckily, I have quite a lot of friends who have compassion like I do."

The Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect laughed.

Boom.

Several beams of light were shot from all directions and some fierce Overlords appeared. Some of them were surrounded by red fire, some by blood waves and some looked cold. Each of their energies were as powerful as that of the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect and there were six of them.

"The God of the Blood Beasts."

"Exalted Cultivator Lingkong of the Lingtian Sect."

"Sword Master Lietian, the Sect Master of the Nine Heaven Sword Sect."

"The Sect Master of the North Sea Monsters..."

Xie Changying looked up and named all those Overlords one by one. They were the most powerful Overlords in the Yan State and none of them had shown up in the past century, but almost all the Perfected Cultivators had gathered that day.

Xie Changying's entire body began to tremble when he saw the last elder, a red headed cultivator surrounded by nine fire birds.

"Chi Fenkong, Lord of the Yan State!"

That elder was apparently Chi Fenkong, who had rushed over from the government of the Yan State.

All the people present in Old China Town were out of breath because of the Overlords making such a grand appearance. All of them remained silent; none of them dared to say a word. The Barbaric Dragon God had single handedly suppressed the Chinese for thousands of years and more Perfected Cultivators had shown up? Even the elders of the Ancestral Temple turned pale.

"What do they mean? Aren't the Arctic Sect and the government of the Yan State our allies? The Arctic Sect is an Exalted Sect. Why are they stopping my brother?" Xiao Mang was angry and confused.

"The nail that sticks out gets hammered down... We are that nail right now." Xie Changying smiled wryly.

The other elders went silent.

They knew that the powerful forces of the Yan State supported the Barbaric Dragon God this time, so that the Chinese would be weakened. However, Chen Fan had suddenly shown up out of everyone's expectation.

Knowing that the Barbaric Dragon God was in danger, those hidden masters had to come and help.

"Are you going to stop me too?"

Chen Fan looked up calmly.

"My friend, listen to me. The Barbaric Dragon God has cultivated for thousands of years and that is no easy feat. Please spare its life. As for compensation, we can talk about it afterwards," Exalted Cultivator Lingkong said.

"We're all Perfected Cultivators of the Yan State. Why should we fight with one another?" Sword Master Lietian nodded.

"This is for your own good!" The Blood Beast God said.

"You might not know that the blood of the Barbaric Dragon God came from the Red Dragons, the most powerful race of the Top Ten in the Beihan Region. If they know that you killed the Barbaric Dragon God, Lord Red Dragon will be upset," the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect said as if he just wanted to help Chen Fan.

Everyone went silent.

The Red Dragons were the top race of the Beihan Region. They didn't even give in to the royal family.

The blood of their Overlords was extremely strong and they had many Golden Core Cultivators. If they had a larger population, they would have become the royal family of the Beihan Region, instead of the Zhao family. Besides, Lord Red Dragon was known as one of the ten most powerful Overlords of the region, second only to Lord Beihan and the Sword King. Not even the Sect Masters of the six Grotto-heavens would dare to provoke him.

Even Xie Changying was stunned.

The elders of the Ancestral Temple looked at one another. If they were close to Chen Fan, they would have tried to convince him.

The Barbaric Dragon God said quickly, "Yeah, my mother is the sister of Lord Red Dragon. If you kill me, the Red Dragons will never let you get away with it. If Lord Red Dragon is angered, all your people will have to die!"

Chi Fenkong flicked his sleeves and said, "Let the Barbaric Dragon God go and all this will be over. I promise you that the Barbaric Dragons will never touch the Chinese again."

What he said was the final word.

The Golden Core Cultivators around him nodded in agreement.

The alien races and sects weren't the most powerful and superior in the entire Yan State, but the government. As the Lord of the state, Chi Fenkong was the strongest among everyone else.

Everyone immediately looked at Chen Fan, waiting for his decision.

"What if I don't?"

Chen Fan looked up.

"You're interrupting the order of the Yan State and challenging all the Overlords! As the Lord of the state, I have the responsibility to keep the stability in the entire Yan State. I'll punish whoever defies!" Chi Fenkong replied.

The Blood Beast God and the others besieged Chen Fan immediately.

They didn't have to kill him, but they had to cut him down to size and save the Barbaric Dragon God. Otherwise, the Chinese would be out of control, which was the last thing the powerful forces wanted.

Facing five Perfected Cultivators.

The entire Old China Town was silent. All the elders turned pale and Qin Luo was terrified.

"Perfected Cultivator, just let it go!" Xiao Mang said.

"Yes, Perfected Cultivator. Let the Barbaric Dragon God go. It's not worth it to risk your life for this," the other elders also said.

"Brother."

Even Xiao Mang yelled.

Chen Fan turned around and saw Xiao Mang's worried look. He then glanced around. Everyone was looking at him anxiously. They hoped that Chen Fan could stay alive. He had become the backbone of the Chinese. Only with him would they be able to stand on top of the Yan State.

Chen Fan chuckled and said, "Xiao Mang, there are a lot of despicable people in the world. They control you claiming that it's for your own good. When you encounter these people, just kick their a*es. Don't listen to what they say, because they're only a bunch of losers."

The five Perfected Cultivators knew Chen Fan was mocking them. Chi Fenkong's eyes even had a glint of displeasure.

Then, they became enraged the next instant.

Chen Fan's hand let out beams of golden light and he squeezed.

"Crack."

The tough Divine Core that could withstand attacks of a Spirit Treasure was shattered like a glass ball. The Divine Soul of the Barbaric Dragon God screamed painfully and was then burnt by golden fire; it started to disappear.

"What are you doing? Stop!" the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect shouted.

Many Perfected Cultivators immediately attacked Chen Fan, trying to save the Barbaric Dragon God.

Five astonishing energies in the sky made countless warriors of the Barbaric Dragons kneel and millions of Chinese people were frightened.

Chen Fan looked at the five Perfected Cultivators in the sky and said, "I told you, whoever stops me dies!"

Then, he grabbed the Divine Soul of the Barbaric Dragon God with one hand and threw a punch with the other. A giant golden wheel ten feet tall appeared behind him. His entire body turned into a beam of golden light and shot up higher in the sky, shining over the world.

The fist aura was earth-shattering!

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

841 Invincible!

How powerful were five Perfected Cultivators?

There were about eight Perfected Cultivators in the entire Yan State, including Chi Fenkong and the hidden Golden Core Cultivators; more than half of them were present at the moment. Each of them was the leader of a sect or a race. They were worshipped by billions of people and their lives could span for a thousand years.

The Barbaric Dragons had already backed the Chinese to a corner. Since five Perfected Cultivators were working together, almost nobody thought Chen Fan had a chance of winning.

"Run!" Countless Chinese yelled.

Auntie Liu and the others were anxious, while Xiao Mang had already forgotten everything; she clenched her fists so tightly that her knuckles had already turned white. At that moment, everyone was staring at the sky, waiting to see what would happen.

"Boom!"

The bright golden Fist Qi clashed with the Essence Magnet Divine Light, the Sword Qi and other Dharma Spells, creating a banging sound. There seemed to be a thousand nuclear explosions in the world; an enormous and colorful mushroom cloud rose from the ground.

If the Grand Elder hadn't used the ancestral artifact to turn on the hidden array of Old China Town...

The impact of the attack could have levelled the entire Old China Town to the ground. It fiercely fell from the sky, immediately tearing the array open.

"Poof."

Dozens of Chinese elders spurted out blood.

A Connate Cultivator was as weak as an ant when it came to clashing against energy of the Golden Core Level.

"What's the outcome?"

Qin Luo and the others peeled their eyes and looked at the sky.

"The Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect must have won," many senior officials of the government said.

Even Chi Fenkong would have been terrified if five Perfected Cultivators worked together against him. Only a mid-stage Golden Core Overlord could go head to head with them.

And yet, the result was out of everyone's expectation.

"Boom!"

Five people shot out from the mushroom cloud. The Perfected Cultivators—including Sword Master Lietian and the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect—fell back after the attack. They created a thunderous sound every time they took a step back.

In the end, only Chen Fan was left standing in the sky.

He held the soul of the Barbaric Dragon God in a fiery hand while clenching his other fist. The wheel behind him was shining like the sun and his long hair fluttered in the wind, which made him look invincible.

"How is that possible?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Chen Fan defeated five Perfected Cultivators all by himself?

Even Chi Fenkong's eyes popped out. Although he had seen Chen Fan kill the Barbaric Dragon God, he was still astonished by Chen Fan's display of power.

"Only the leaders of the eight powerful families and the Top Ten are mid-stage Golden Core Cultivators. How could such a young Chinese be so strong?"

Chi Fenkong couldn't believe it.

After entering the Golden Core Level, it was a hundred times harder to reach the next stage.

He had cultivated for nine centuries, but he was still an early-stage Golden Core Cultivator and was nowhere near the mid-stage. He had defeated cultivators of the same level and suppressed the Yan State, only relying on the power of his mid-grade Golden Core.

"Damn it!"

The five Perfected Cultivators turned pale.

The Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect looked at the Divine Soul of the Barbaric Dragon God, which was crying painfully; it had already been halfway consumed by the flames. He said, "If you don't listen to us, we'll not show you mercy."

"Let me put you back on the right path today," Sword Master Lietian shouted as he pulled out his sword.

The Sect Master of the North Sea Monsters, Exalted Cultivator Lingkong and the Blood Beast God showed their powers.

Many territories had been established, some giant Dharma Forms appeared in the sky and a lot of Spirit Treasures were initiated. The Golden Core Perfected Cultivators were finally exerting themselves.

Looking from the ground...

A strange sight appeared in the sky. There were wonders, including a thousand-foot Blade Qi, an aurora and a blood river, and each of them was like an incredible miracle.

"Is this the power of a Golden Core Cultivator? If I were that powerful, I'd be able to help brother out, instead of just hiding behind him."

The girl looked up with a hint of admiration in her eyes and clenched her fists.

On the other hand, the elders of the Chinese were looking at the battle with serious faces.

The five Perfected Cultivators were only planning to demoralize Chen Fan, but then opted to get rid of him outside of Old China Town after seeing how powerful he was.

"Boom."

Chen Fan squeezed his hand expressionlessly and the Divine Soul of the Barbaric Dragon God exploded.

"Great!"

The Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect was furious.

He flicked his sleeves and a colorful aurora turned into a beam of light that rushed towards Chen Fan. The Arctic Sect was known for the control of the Essence Magnet Energy. The "Essence Magnet Divine Light" was the trump card of their Ancestral Patriarch.

"Boom, boom!"

There were sounds of explosions in the sky.

Looking closely, the colorful aurora was made of countless tiny Essence Magnet Needles. They were as thin as hairs, but they were indestructible and could penetrate metal Spirit Artifacts. Even a Golden Core Body would be turned into a hive if it was hit by so many of them.

"Show off."

Chen Fan snickered.

He reached out and the Essence Magnet Energy flew to his palm. Then, Chen Fan flicked gently.

The Essence Magnet Divine Light formed a ray of gray light and was shot back to the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect.

"Oh no!" the Ancestral Patriarch yelled.

He immediately crushed a Dharma Artifact on his body and flashed a hundred feet away. When he turned around, he saw that the ray of light created a massive hole at the place where he originally was and even the dimension was shattered.

"Is that the power of the Void Essence Magnet?"

The Ancestral Patriarch gasped.

In the legends, not even a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator would dare to touch a Void Essence Magnet, or his Divine Body would be torn to pieces. The other Perfected Cultivators also looked stunned. They had to be extra careful when dealing with an Overlord like Chen Fan.

"Take my attack."

Sword Master Lietian pulled out his sword and the air was filled with Sword Qi.

The air cracked and a blade aura turned into a thunderbolt that struck at Chen Fan. The Nine Heaven Sword Sect was famous for their sword arts. Sword Master Lietian even let out his Dharma Form. An enormous shadow then merged with the blade aura, making it brighter.

"Boom!"

Chen Fan threw a punch and the Sword Qi was shattered.

Then, before the others attacked, Chen Fan cracked the sky and flashed to appear right next to Exalted Cultivator Lingkong, just like a ghost.

"He crushed the air?"

After witnessing such a move, Exalted Cultivator Lingkong was terrified.

That was a legendary Grand Divine Power which only peak-stage Golden Core Perfected Cultivators and Nascent Soul Heavenly Lords knew. Not even the Sect Masters of the six Grotto-heavens were capable of that. When a cultivator had power of such magnitude, he would be unstoppable; nobody would be able to defeat him.

"Run!"

Exalted Cultivator Lingkong wanted to escape.

But it was too late. Chen Fan's Fist Qi had already torn his territory apart. If Exalted Cultivator Lingkong's Dharma Form hadn't taken his place, which was a True God, he would have already died.

Even so, he was still drenched in sweat and was completely stunned.

This was only the beginning.

Chen Fan flashed around and attacked the other Perfected Cultivators.

"Crack, crack."

In the sky.

There were countless shadows of Chen Fan.

He seemed to be everywhere. In a second, he was still a thousand feet away, and in the next, he was right in front of you. Even the top assassins had to show him respect.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

There were explosions everywhere.

One Perfected Cultivator spurted out blood during every clash.

Chen Fan's phenomenal-success Divine Body and the power of the True Martial Essence Core were on par with the might of a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator.

Those normal Perfected Cultivators were no match for him. They were all injured after a few attacks. The Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect was like a drowned mouse and his hair was loose. The sword of Sword Master Lietian cracked and he fell back. Chen Fan even cut off one claw of the Sect Master of the North Sea Monsters.

In the end, Chen Fan was raging.

He was enveloped by golden fire like the sun shining in the sky. Then, he punched the Blood Beast God.

"True Martial Divine Fist!"

That peerless art finally reappeared.

The air cracked, the sun and the moon reversed their paths and the world seemed to have collapsed.

"Damn it! Get out of my way!"

"Blood God Territory!" the Blood Beast God yelled.

It was a hundred-meter Blood Fiend drenched in blood like a devil that had climbed out of Hell. Since its territory had been activated, a thousand feet around it turned into a sea of blood.

Facing such an attack, the Blood Beast God let out his Dharma Form, which was a thousand-meter Blood Fiend that covered the sky.

But it was useless.

"Boom!"

Chen Fan used the True Martial Divine Fist and the golden wheel behind him shone brighter. The Blood Qi in his phenomenal-success Divine Body was gathered on his fist, turning into a fist aura that was shot across the world.

Everyone's eyes were wide open.

They saw a beam of golden light flashing in the sky and no one could keep up with it.

The Blood Beast God suddenly froze and its body shook slightly. It exploded from the inside like a nuclear bomb and even its territory fell apart.

The body of the Blood Beast God was blown to pieces.

In the end, a terrifying Fist Qi went into its Divine Core and crushed it.

"No!"

The Blood Beast God let out a cry, and his Divine Soul, body and Divine Core were completely destroyed. He completely disappeared from the world.

The Blood Beast God had died!

At that moment, everyone present became silent. The four Perfected Cultivators were terrified and even Chi Fenkong's face had turned pale.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

842 An Astonishing Battle

What was invincible?

Nobody really knew what an invincible Overlord looked like until they saw Chen Fan killing the Blood Beast God that day. They finally realized this was what invincible truly meant!

"Compared to him, the so-called most powerful cultivators of the Chinese were just a joke."

Qin Luo smiled wryly.

Any Perfected Cultivator in the sky could kill him effortlessly, but Chen Fan treated them like ants and had actually killed Perfected Cultivators as if he were only slaughtering chickens. Qin Luo and everyone else were in awe of such a power.

Countless Chinese people cheered again.

"He's incredible!"

Butcher Zhang jumped.

"Oh God, Xiao Fan is too powerful. No, we can't call him Xiao Fan anymore. We should call him Perfected Cultivator Chen. I can't believe I have the honor to be his neighbor!" Auntie Liu cracked a beaming smile.

The elders of the Chinese also burst into laughter and Xiao Mang heaved a sigh of relief.

"Brother, I didn't know you were so powerful!"

The girl looked at the sky.

She thought she knew her lazy brother well after a few months together, but looking at the invincible Chen Fan right then, she realized that she didn't really know much about him.

On the contrary, many warriors of the Barbaric Dragons and countless Overlords of the Yan State who came to watch the battle were pale and trembling.

"It's unbelievable. When did the Chinese nurture such an Overlord? I had never heard about this."

Many people were confused.

Only a small number of people had heard about it and they glanced over to Chen Fan. Xie Changying even thought that Chen Fan looked like a man in the legends.

"Is it really him?"

Xie Changying's eyes popped out.

No matter what people on the ground thought...

The battle was still continuing in the sky. The power of the True Martial Divine Fist startled all the other Perfected Cultivators. The Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect and Sword Master Lietian were both terrified.

"My friend, please stop and listen to me. It's just a misunderstanding."

The Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect became more respectful again.

"Right, Perfected Cultivator Chen. We're all Perfected Cultivators of the Yan State. Let's talk." Sword Master Lietian nodded and escaped at the same time.

"I'm not really close to the Blood Beast God and the Barbaric Dragon God. The North Sea Monsters have nothing to do with the aliens on the land," the Lord of the North Sea Monsters yelled.

"I told you, whoever stops me dies!"

Chen Fan didn't hold back.

Every time he threw a punch, a powerful golden Blood Qi filled the entire sky and went towards the four Perfected Cultivators. The attacks Chen Fan made with his True Martial Essence Core and phenomenal-success Divine Body were almost unstoppable.

"Boom!"

The territory of Exalted Cultivator Lingkong was torn again.

Even though he had sneaked away with a Shift Art.

His territory was being destroyed continuously. His power became weaker and there were more wounds on him. In comparison, Chen Fan was getting stronger. His True Martial Essence Core was spinning so fast that it let out a thunderous sound. He was enveloped in golden light and his body was crystal clear.

The Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect yelled, "Perfected Cultivator Chen, do you want to kill us all? We're all from the large sects of the Yan State and I'm not the only Golden Core Cultivator in the Arctic Sect!"

Sword Master Lietian even shouted at Chi Fenkong, "My Lord, you're still not going to help us?"

The four Golden Core Cultivators didn't run away because they had Chi Fenkong there. Chi Fenkong was a mid-grade Golden Core Cultivator. Even though he only had a fourth-grade Golden Core, he was much more powerful than other cultivators in the Yan State. Chen Fan would never be truly invincible as long as Chi Fenkong was present.

Chi Fenkong couldn't stand still anymore.

He swayed his long sleeve and said politely, "Perfected Cultivator Chen, they indeed did something wrong this time, but just punishing them will be enough. I won't be able to help you if the royal family is angered. It wouldn't be good news for you and your people."

Even Chi Fenkong was scared of Chen Fan's power. This was the first time he had been so gentle. No one had seen him talk to anyone like that and they were extremely surprised.

"This is strength!"

Xie Changying sighed.

The Chinese were weak before, which was why Chi Fenkong had used them as pawns. Since Chen Fan appeared and killed two Golden Core Cultivators in quick succession, even Chi Fenkong had to respect him as an Overlord of the same level.

Everyone thought Chen Fan would spare Chi Fenkong's life.

Instead, Chen Fan grunted and swayed his body. The wheel appeared again and his hand was surrounded by a golden aura. He smashed Sword Master Lietian and his Spirit Treasure into little bits.

"Boom!"

Sword Master Lietian couldn't even say a word.

His Golden Core Body immediately shattered and the Spirit Treasure in his hand, which was called the "Sky-Splitting Sword," was split in half. In the end, his entire Divine Soul and the Golden Core inside his body were crushed.

The third Perfected Cultivator died!

This time, even the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect felt sad and lonely. Sword Master Lietian had lived for eight centuries. He had dominated dozens of cities and billions of people worshipped him. And yet, such a peerless Overlord was killed just like that. How could he not be worried?

"How dare you!"

Chi Fenkong was enraged.

He had already talked to Chen Fan quite respectfully, but Chen Fan kept on killing. This made Chi Fenkong really angry.

But this was only the beginning

After a second, Chen Fan used his hand as a sword and pulled out a golden Divine Sword made with countless golden talisman inscriptions. He then slashed the Lord of the North Sea Monsters into two pieces.

The body of the Lord of the North Sea Monsters was a few hundred meters tall and it had eight legs like an octopus.

However, the "True Martial's Dharmic Blade" broke its skin, which could withstand a nuclear bomb explosion and the attacks of a Spirit Treasure. A golden light went through its core and crushed its Divine Soul as well. The fourth Perfected Cultivator had died.

Then, Chen Fan cracked the air and split Exalted Cultivator Lingkong in half.

In the end, he turned into a giant foot and stomped the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect down to the ground.

No matter how the Ancestral Patriarch threatened, begged or cursed, he didn't care at all and stepped down hard.

"Boom!"

A mountain a thousand feet outside Old China Town was leveled and Chen Fan's foot formed a giant pit on the ground. There seemed to be an earthquake that shook a thousand-mile area. When Chen Fan lifted his foot, the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect had been smashed together with his Divine Soul; only his Golden Core was left.

'"Sthh."

Everyone went silent after witnessing such an onslaught.

The Barbaric Dragon God had shown up for just an hour and Chen Fan had killed six Golden Core Cultivators already. The most powerful Overlords of the entire Yan State had almost been completely annihilated. Chen Fan had suppressed a state all by himself!

Those who witnessed this were terrified.

Chi Fenkong clenched his fists and said, "Very well."

His eyebrows were red, his eyes were burning and his long hair stood on end. He was extremely furious.

Chen Fan had killed Sword Master Lietian, the Lord of the North Sea Monsters, Exalted Cultivator Lingkong and the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect in front of him, which seemed like four slaps on his face. Chi Fenkong felt stripped of all his dignity as the Lord of the state.

"Boom!"

Chi Fenkong took a step forward and the nine firebirds around him let out cries in unison.

Then, people finally realized those weren't firebirds, but nine phoenixes. Each one of them looked realistic and fierce.

"Why? Do you want to fight?"

Chen Fan looked down from the sky with hands behind his back.

People would have thought he had lost his mind if he had said that earlier in the day, but then, even the most optimistic onlookers had to admit that Chen Fan was powerful enough to fight with Chi Fenkong.

Everyone held their breath.

On one side, there was Chi Fenkong, the most powerful Overlord in the Yan State, and on the other, Chen Fan the invincible Perfected Cultivator. The battle between them would surely be earth-shattering.

Chi Fenkong stood there, clenching his fists tightly and his eyes were glittering, but he turned around and left in the end.

"You'll get a taste of your own medicine someday. I won't hold back next time I see you!"

Everyone watched Chi Fenkong turn into a burst of fire and shoot away. They finally reacted after he left. The Lord of the Yan State had chosen to retreat without a fight?

The Chinese were first shocked, then they started to cheer.

Their cheering sounds were earth-shattering and it was spread for a few hundred miles. Countless warriors of the Barbaric Dragons looked gloomy and many onlookers were terrified.

"We won! Grand Elder, we won!"

Many seniors of the Ancestral Temple cried tears of joy.

"Yes, we won!" Xie Changying repeated slowly.

His hands shook and he looked up with tears covering his face. "We... finally won!"

Right when Chen Fan turned around, a girl in a purple gown ran into his arms. Then, the excited Chinese Overlords came up around them and hugged their hero, who they had been waiting for thousands of years!

That day was a day that belonged to the Chinese!

They had been struggling for thousands of years and the moment they would stun the world had finally come.

In front of the water mirror.

The senior officials of the Yan State government were speechless. They felt especially desperate when they saw Chi Fenkong leave.

"I guess nobody in the Yan State will dare to compete with the Chinese from now on," someone said after a while.

The room was in silence. Everyone, including Xu Hao the Young Lord, was pale and speechless.

October 16th, 2017, the 129500th year of Planet Tianhuang.

Chen Fan killed six Perfected Cultivators outside Old China Town and scared Chi Fenkong away, the Lord of Yan State, after an astonishing battle!

Once the news was spread, the thirty six states of the Beihan Region were stunned!

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

843 The Beihan Region Was Stunned

The Beihan Region was extremely vast. It had thirty six states and was as large as dozens of Earths. Countless races, humans, sects and families lived there.

But above all were undoubtedly the Top Ten, the eight powerful families and the six Grotto-heavens.

Those were the real heavy hitters of the Beihan Region! Other than the royal family, no one could compete with them. Nothing could scare those top forces; they had been on top of the world for thousands of years.

However, they had lost their place that day.

"I heard that something happened in the Yan State and five Perfected Cultivators died."

"Really? A Perfected Cultivator is a superior being. Only one of them dies in decades. How can someone kill five in a row? Who did that? The Sect Master of the Xukong Grotto-heaven? The King of the Violent Apes? Or the leader of the Bloodblade Fighters?"

"None of them. It's a Chinese Perfected Cultivator called Chen Fan."

"What?"

Everyone was shocked.

The battle outside Old China Town had been too astonishing.

The entire Beihan Region was divided in only thirty six states and Chen Fan had almost killed all the Perfected Cultivators of a state in one go. How could the world not be frightened? Even the strong races and families had to respect the Chinese after that.

But this wasn't the only thing.

"Also, that Chinese Perfected Cultivator has probably become a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator at such a young age."

"Seriously?"

A mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator.

Such an Overlord was someone like the leaders of the Top Ten and the eight powerful families. Even the Sect Masters of several Grotto-heavens had yet to reach this level. There were only a few of such Overlords in the entire Beihan Region. They were cultivators that stood on top of the region!

"Weren't the Chinese cursed by the royal family of the Beihan Region? It should be impossible for them to have a Golden Core Cultivator. Why do they have such an Overlord?"

Countless people were confused.

Many of them looked at one another.

"Are we going to have another powerful race?"

In the Tianmang Grotto-heaven of the Shang State.

Manggu was cultivating in Tianmang Mountain.

Beams of crimson light penetrated his body like swords. Those lights were formed by the energy the entire Tianmang Mountain had produced in the past centuries. They were optimal for strengthening bodies, which was why the Tianmang Sect had relocated their mansion to that place.

Looking closely, Manggu was brawny, and he wasn't moving at all. A bright bronze Essence Core spinned inside his body, which had five shallow lines etched on it.

A few elders from the Tianmang Hall stood far away and said with a smile,"Manggu is so strong. His level has soared ever since he lost the battle at the Juehan Mountain Range. I guess he'll be able to defeat a fifth-grade Golden Core Cultivator after two decades."

"Chi Fenkong was called the first fire talent in the thirty six states in the past. He went through four Thunder Tribulations at once and completed a mid-grade Golden Core. Even Lord Beihan was stunned by him and granted him a supreme cultivation art in person, appointing him as the Lord of the Yan State. If Manggu really survives after the Thunder Tribulation, he will become more powerful than Chi Fenkong. The other five Grotto-heavens will be no match for the Tianmang Grotto-heaven."

The Grand Elder of the Tianmang Sect also caressed his long beard.

Even though the six Grotto-heavens were on an equal footing, they competed with each other in secret. If Manggu attained a fifth-grade Golden Core, he would become the most powerful cultivator of the younger generation in the Beihan Region. Such a talent was rare even outside of the region; only the descendants of the heavenly sects could surpass him.

While the elders were chatting...

A beam of light suddenly flew into the Grand Elder's hand. He looked and was immediately frightened.

"What's going on?" everyone wondered.

The Grand Elder said, "There's a new Perfected Cultivator in the Yan State. He killed five Golden Core Cultivators and forced Chi Fenkong to retreat. The Tianji Grotto-heaven has already listed him as one of the heavy hitters. From now on, there will be one more race in the Top Ten, and that man... I heard that he's Chinese and is well under a hundred years of age!"

"What?"

Everyone at the Tianmang Hall was stunned.

Not only the Tianmang Grotto-heaven.

All the other Grotto-heavens, sects and races received the news.

"How is that possible? A powerhouse who's a hundred years old? And Chinese? This sounds like something from a myth. Are you sure about this?" a Perfected Cultivator doubted.

In fact, many people were doubtful about the news. Such a powerful cultivator was rare in the Beihan Region, and one that was below the hundred year-old mark was even more astonishing.

Even the most outstanding elites in the region entered the Golden Core Level at the age of eighty and could only reach the mid-stage of the Golden Core Level after two hundred years of cultivation. Besides, the Chinese were known to have low-ranked blood.

"A Perfected Cultivator of the Tianji Grotto-heaven was there at the time and saw it with his own eyes. He gauged the man's level with the 'Small Tianji Art.' According to him, if that man isn't a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator, he must also be a top sixth-grade Golden Core Cultivator!" someone said.

Everyone was speechless after such a response.

The Perfected Cultivators of the Tianji Sect practiced the Tianji Secret Arts to measure everything in the world. They were never wrong. So, people began to believe that Chen Fan was indeed a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator.

After all, there were only around twenty heavy hitters in the entire Beihan Region and only one had a sixth-grade Golden Core.

The most powerful Overlord in the Beihan Region, Sword King!

In the Xuanming Grotto-heaven.

Lin Wuhua quickly shut herself in after receiving the news.

"Sister Mu, do you think Senior Chen is Perfected Cultivator Chen?" Yun Yier said.

"According to the news from the royal city, Senior Chen has slaughtered three troops of the royal family," Mu Hongti said with hatred in her eyes. The royal family took all of their people, so both of them hated the White Python Guards and the Zhao family right then.

"If Senior Chen were still here, he would be as powerful as Perfected Cultivator Chen. What a shame..." Yun Yier said.

The two of them sat opposite to each other and cried.

In the Xuanming Grotto-heaven, the Yin Yang Grotto-heaven, the Silver Spirits, the Chu family... Many talents went silent and immediately shut themselves in to cultivate right after hearing about Chen Fan.

A Chinese heavy hitter, less than a hundred years of age.

That was too shocking.

Gu Lingzi, Chu Tianyu, Bai Linger... Countless elites had set Chen Fan as their goal. The Sect masters of the Grotto-heavens, as well as the leaders of the families, had started to think about how they could establish a good relationship with him.

At this moment, Chen Fan was extremely famous in the Beihan Region!

At the Sky-Swallowing Palace in the royal city.

"Are you sure?"

Zhao Duluo sat on his chair with a serious face. He was wearing a robe and a seven-pearl crown on his head.

The Chief of the Intelligence Department bowed and replied,"It's from the government of the Yan State. That Chinese Perfected Cultivator is indeed powerful. He killed five Golden Core Cultivators in a row and Chi Fenkong isn't confident that he can win."

"We asked the Tianji Grotto-heaven. One of their elders went past Old China Town at that time."

"A mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator who's less than a hundred years old!"

Zhao Duluo frowned. Even he was a bit jealous.

He was born in the royal family with the blood of the Sky-Swallowing Python. He had been taught by the top masters since he was young and had taken countless Spirit Pills and Spirit Medicines. And yet, he had only reached the Golden Core Level when he was ninety and was currently still half a step away from the mid-stage at three hundred years old.

"Your Majesty, Chi Fenkong has already sent us six urgent messages. He and the government might not be able to withstand the attacks from the Chinese. They requested the royal family to send help, or we'll lose the Yan State," the Chief said.

"Hm..."

Zhao Duluo paced slowly.

As the Prince of the royal family, it was easy for him to deal with a normal Perfected Cultivator, but killing a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator was a bit difficult for him.

"Your Majesty, Chi Fenkong also said that the man has the power of crushing the air, but we don't really think it's true. This is a Grand Divine Power that only Sword King and a few others in the Beihan Region know. Even if he's a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator, it's impossible that he knows it too..." the Chief of the Intelligence Department suddenly said.

"What? Crushing the air?"

Zhao Duluo was anxious.

He quickly asked someone to bring him footage of Chen Fan. He froze when he saw the Chinese young man with black hair and black eyes. That man in there looked the same as the one he had met before.

"It's him..."

"Chen Beixuan!"

Zhao Duluo widened his eyes.

Sword King had asked him to go after Chen Fan back then, but not even the White Python Guards and the other two troops were able to find him. In the end, Zhao Duluo even thought Chen Fan had run away from the Beihan Region. Besides, the power Chen Fan showed during the battle in the Juehan Grotto-heaven wasn't threatening; it was only at the level of a normal Perfected Cultivator.

But a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator under a hundred years old was too terrifying, especially one who held a grudge against the royal family.

"Ask the commanders of the three troops to come. I have to meet Sword King and tell him about this immediately."

Zhao Duluo got up and went quickly to Sword Palace.

That day, the royal family was shaken. A Sword Qi flashed across the sky and turned into a beam of white light that flew for three days!

While the entire Beihan Region was stirred...

Chen Fan was oblivious to the wake caused by his actions. He had returned to Old China Town with countless Chinese cultivators around him. There was a feast in the city that day; the tables had been placed around the entire moat. The Ancestral Temple even asked all the cultivators and ordinary people to celebrate together.

All the families decorated their homes and placed colorful lanterns while beaming.

The Chinese had never been so happy before.

As the hero of the battle, Chen Fan had received compliments from countless people. His neighbors, Auntie Liu, Butcher Zhang and Wang Xiucai, all of them paid him a visit. Many friends he had met in the past six months, including the classmates at the Taishi Pavilion, were there to congratulate him.

Xiao Mang was thrilled.

She went around Old China Town with Chen Fan until midnight.

After that, Chen Fan went to the Ancestral Temple with Xiao Mang. The elders and all the seniors had already gathered there, waiting for him to arrive.

"Greetings, Perfected Cultivator Chen!"

Xiao Mang was stunned after seeing dozens of Chinese Connate Cultivators, including Xie Changying and Qin Luo, bow at the same time.

She could finally feel how mighty her brother was.

Chen Fan didn't care about manners at all. He waved and asked them to sit down immediately. Then, the Grand Elder, Xie Changying, asked, "I wonder, do you also go by the name Chen Beixuan?"

Everyone went silent.

Xiao Mang was also startled.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 844 The History of Chen Fan

The blazing torches in the Ancestral Temple shone over the hall, but the dozens of Connate Cultivators were sitting there without saying a word.

Qin Luo also looked at Chen Fan in shock.

"Great Grandpa, what do you mean? How could my brother be the wanted criminal, Chen Beixuan?" Xiao Mang said anxiously.

The name Chen Beixuan wasn't widely spread across the Yan State. After all, it was a few hundred thousand miles away from Zhuyan City. But still, many Chinese had heard about it.

Qin Luo and the others remained silent.

Before Xie Changying asked, they had never thought about that since the rumors said that Chen Beixuan had died, but many questionable things about Chen Fan came to everyone's mind immediately.

Nobody knew where Chen Fan had come from. He had claimed that he was from the Sui State and that his parents were dead.

Chen Fan was so powerful that he could kill Perfected Cultivators with ease, but no one had ever heard of him.

His last name was Chen, the same as that of the legendary Chen Beixuan...

Piecing all the evidence together, the truth had spoken for itself.

Xiao Mang looked up with anticipation.

She saw Chen Fan nod calmly. "Yes, I'm Chen Beixuan!"

After that, everyone in the hall instantly found it difficult to breathe. Chen Fan was a wanted criminal and someone Sword King wanted to kill. The Barbaric Dragons and the Arctic Sect were too different from the Zhao family.

Xie Changying said after a while, "Don't worry. Perfected Cultivator Chen is powerful, not even the royal family would provoke a heavy hitter. Besides, we're the only ones who know about this. The royal family might not know.

"No matter what, thank you for saving the Chinese." Xie Changying bowed.

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

Right!

Not even the royal family would offend a powerful Perfected Cultivator just for a descendant! Meanwhile, only Xiao Mang was still worrying.

Then, all of them started chatting.

"I heard that you found the treasures of Perfected Cultivator Juehan, but were killed by the guards from the royal city. Are these rumors fake?" an elder asked.

"I was in the Juehan Grotto-heaven that day, so I've never seen those guards." Chen Fan shook his head.

"Where did you come from? Are you really someone from the Sui State? How did you complete a Golden Core with the limitations of our blood? Why haven't we heard about you before?" Qin Luo asked.

Everyone immediately went silent and turned to Chen Fan, waiting for his answer.

As Connate Cultivators, the thing they were concerned the most was how Chen Fan had entered the Golden Core Level and become a Perfected Cultivator! There had been countless elites among the Chinese in the last thousands of years, but none of them could go higher than the Core Formation level.

Since they weren't able to reach the Golden Core Level, people started to spread rumors that they had been cursed by the first Lord Beihan.

Chen Fan picked up his glass of wine and said slowly after a while, "I don't have any limitations in my blood."

"How is that possible?"

Everyone in the Ancestral Temple was startled.

They couldn't believe it and even Xie Changying was confused. The cultivation limit was embedded in the blood of the Chinese. They would be restricted as long as Chinese blood ran through their veins, no matter which generation they were in and what aliens they married to.

"Perhaps he's not Chinese?" Some elders wondered. Thinking of the rumors, they looked at Chen Fan with a hint of fear.

"Yes, brother. All Chinese on Planet Tianhuang have limitations in their blood. We encounter more barriers when we cultivate and we can't even sense a hint of Spirit Qi. We can't escape this no matter how far we go and where we are," Xiao Mang also said.

She had been with the Chinese since birth, so their blood limitations had become a fact for her.

"All Chinese on Planet Tianhuang have limitations in their blood, but what if... I'm not from Planet Tianhuang?" Chen Fan put down the glass and cracked a smile.

"Not from Planet Tianhuang?"

Everyone was shocked.

What was that supposed to mean? Planet Tianhuang was everything in their understanding. This piece of land was even more vast than the universe and many of them had never left the Beihan Region, let alone Planet Tianhuang. The Chinese had been born and raised on Planet Tianhuang; they had never heard of any other members outside the planet.

Only Xie Changying stared at Chen Fan with shaking hands, as if he were looking at an alien.

"The Grand Elder understands."

Chen Fan smiled.

Everyone else then looked at Xie Changying with a confused face.

The Grand Elder stared at Chen Fan emotionally, then got up and said, "Are... Are you from Planet East?"

"Right."

Chen Fan nodded.

"What's Planet East?"

Everyone was confused, while the Grand Elder's face was covered with tears. "Someone from our homeland is finally here! The Heavenly Lords didn't sacrifice themselves for nothing..."

He quickly moved closer and said as he held Chen Fan's hands, "Are you from the Mixed-Essence Sect, the Azure Mystic Sect, Fentian Valley or the Yuntian Palace? How are Master Artifact Spirit and Perfected Cultivator Yunxiao?"

"I came from neither of those sects! I'm from the mortal world." Chen Fan shook his head.

"The mortal world? The books said it's already turned into a place with no Spirit Qi. Why can anyone still enter the Golden Core Level?" Xie Changying then continued with a wry smile.

"I can't believe the one who saved us thousands of years later would be a descendant of our homeland."

A few oldest elders in the Ancestral Temple seemed to have thought of something and they immediately looked stunned.

"Grand Elder, what's this about?" Qin Luo asked.

Many of the Chinese Connate Cultivators present were also wondering.

"All right, there's something you need to know," Xie Changying heaved a sigh and said, "The Chinese... didn't come from Planet Tianhuang, but somewhere far in the universe, a place called 'Planet East.' However, Planet East underwent great changes thousands of years ago and it wasn't suitable for cultivating anymore. The Perfected Cultivators then led our people and traveled across the universe until they reached Planet Tianhuang."

"What?"

What he said caused a commotion in the Ancestral Temple.

This time, they weren't just surprised. They were astonished.

Many elders were startled. Xiao Mang's eyes popped out and her jaw dropped.

"That's impossible. How could we be from another planet?" Many were unable to accept it. The Chinese had stayed in the Yan State for thousands of years; then they were suddenly told that they came from another planet. Some stubborn Connate Cultivators couldn't understand it at all.

"Wait, Grand Elder. If we could travel across the universe back then, does that mean we used to have more than one Perfected Cultivator?" Qin Luo suddenly yelled.

Everyone was shocked.

"Not only Perfected Cultivators. During the heyday of the Chinese, we even had a Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord. Heaven's Equal blocked the Path of Heaven back then and the Sword Qi has yet to dissipate after so many years. He even killed the Nascent Soul enemies from the other planets," Chen Fan said.

The Connate Cultivators felt so thrilled that they started to shake.

That was a Heavenly Lord! There wasn't even one in the entire Beihan Region. Only the first Lord Beihan in the legends might be able to reach that level. A Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord would be at the top even on Planet Tianhuang and the Chinese used to have one?

"We used to have a Heavenly Lord?"

Even Qin Luo got up excitedly.

They had been severely tarnished as a low-grade race by the other races in the Beihan Region. They thought their ancestors had been too weak to fight back, but after knowing the truth, they knew they could stand proud.

They looked at Chen Fan gently.

As if he was part of their family.

"Our ancestors are even stronger than the royal family of the Beihan Region, but why can't we cultivate, and why don't we have even one Golden Core Cultivator?" an elder wondered.

Even Chen Fan was confused.

"Is it truly because of the curse from the first Lord Beihan? But even if he's a Nascent Soul Cultivator, he should be no match for Heaven's Equal. How would he be capable of casting such a powerful curse on us?"

The Grand Elder remained silent for a while, then shook his head.

"I'm not sure if it's the curse cast on us by the first Lord Beihan. The information about it in our books isn't very clear.

"I only know that we were thriving when we first arrived on Planet Tianhuang, and the entire Beihan Region was our territory; it didn't belong to the Zhao family. The Beihan Region was called "Heaven's Equal Region" back then, and races like the Red Dragons and the Violent Apes were all under our command.

"But one day, the world collapsed and an immortal billions of feet tall showed up, destroying our city in the end. Thousands of people died that day. After that, all Chinese Perfected Cultivators, including Heaven's Equal, disappeared. We lost our cultivation talents and were exiled to the southmost area of the Yan State," the Grand Elder said as he became more serious.

"That was a really difficult time for us. Without our Perfected Cultivators, we were besieged by many strong races and sects. Half of our people died and only the remaining ones stayed in Old China Town. Over the last thousands of years, we have slowly expanded our territory, finally building thirty two cities..."

Everyone went silent after hearing what the Grand Elder said.

Chen Fan also narrowed his eyes.

Xiao Mang even started crying, while holding Chen Fan's hands tightly.

From ruling a region to being exiled to a remote city, how difficult had it been for the ancestors of the Chinese? No one could even imagine that. Chen Fan knew the Top Ten, including many sects and families, had probably been covered in the blood of the Chinese back then.

Especially the royal family of the Beihan Region.

They took the place of the Chinese and they must have something to do with the curse, even if it wasn't set on the Chinese by the first Lord Beihan. They should know something about it.

Chen Fan held Xiao Mang's hands and said, "Grand Elder, don't worry. I'll settle the scores with them."

"Thank you, Perfected Cultivator."

The Grand Elder knelt on the ground and bowed. All the other Connate Cultivators behind him, including Qin Luo, also knelt and kowtowed to Chen Fan.

The atmosphere in the hall became solemn.

Chen Fan stood there with fierce and cold eyes.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

845 The Perfected Cultivator Ceremony

Chen Fan stayed in the Ancestral Temple as a Chinese Perfected Cultivator and the temple also started to prepare for his "Perfected Cultivator Ceremony."

The Grand Elder, Xie Changying, said, "The Perfected Cultivator Ceremony is intended to celebrate the appearance of a new Perfected Cultivator in the race. All of our friends will be invited and we'll worship our ancestors! Now that you're here, we should tell the world about it, to show them the power of the Chinese."

A Golden Core Cultivator was like a god.

All Golden Core Perfected Cultivators were superior in any race or sect. When a sect acquired a new Perfected Cultivator, they would open their gates and organize banquets for people around the world for ten days. Since the Chinese finally had a Golden Core Cultivator, they would be on an equal footing with many large families and no one would despise them anymore.

"With a Golden Core inside of me, I'll be able to control my destiny!"

Qin Luo looked at Chen Fan with jealousy.

All the Chinese were organizing a ceremony for him because he was a Perfected Cultivator. He didn't have to do anything; his only task was to sit there. By then, the elders would give him the supreme authority over the Chinese.

But Qin Luo knew Chen Fan deserved it. Without him, the Chinese would have been exterminated by the Barbaric Dragons.

"I will also become a Perfected Cultivator someday."

Qin Luo clenched his fists.

The elders were responsible for the matters of the ceremony, while Chen Fan only walked around the Ancestral Temple all day. He had been allowed to enter a few forbidden areas to read the oldest books of the Chinese.

"Brother, did you really come from the other side of the universe? How far is your planet? Can you still go back?"

Xiao Mang was like a curious child.

She followed Chen Fan everywhere. After she knew that Chen Fan came from Earth, she had countless questions for him.

"Your friends and family must be waiting for you on Planet East. I bet you must be sad for not being able to see them. I was also devastated when I lost my parents. Don't worry, brother. I'll be with you all the time," the girl mumbled as if she was going to take care of Chen Fan in Wang Xiaoyun's stead.

"Pfft."

Chen Fan found it hilarious.

He then kept reading the book.

This was the oldest book of the Chinese. Many secrets that only the elders could know were recorded inside.

"Mountains collapsed, rivers dried and an immortal appeared. The immortal was a hundred thousand feet tall. It stood above the city saying some words, shining over ten thousand miles... After that, we lost our powers and we couldn't feel any Spirit Qi anymore... Three hundred years later, the chains will become loose and a new cultivator will appear."

This passage was very confusing for many people.

But for Chen Fan, it had explained why the Chinese couldn't cultivate. Together with Xiao Mang's Heavenly Divine Chains, the answer was even clearer to him.

"This is truly a Grand Divine Power!" Chen Fan thought.

That immortal took the cultivation talent of an entire race by saying something and the power of the curse lasted for generations. Even normal Nascent Soul Cultivators might not be aware of such a terrifying Grand Divine Power. Besides, no one would do such a cruel thing if they didn't hate the Chinese.

Because such a powerful Grand Divine Power must have a terrifying counter-force.

"Who hated the Chinese so much that he wanted them to suffer like that?" Chen Fan frowned.

Chen Fan knew many Dharma Spells and secret arts that could do such things.

The "Bloodline Curse" of the Blood Race was the simplest one. And yet, none of them were easy to use. All kinds of sacrifices were required and some people even had to offer their lives as a tribute.

"No matter who did that, Lord Beihan should know about it. It might even be a spell cast by the first Lord Beihan. They said he had completed the true form of the Sky-Swallowing Python back then and he was as powerful as a Nascent Soul Cultivator. He should be able to live for thousands of years, but he disappeared when he was a thousand years old. Something must have happened."

Chen Fan decided to go to the royal city and ask the Zhao family some other time.

There were several forbidden areas in the Ancestral Temple.

Some were for storing cultivation arts, some for old books, some for Spirit Pills and Spirit Medicine and some for the Dharma Treasures and weapons of the ancestors. The first few of them were very important, but no one seemed to care about the last one.

The Dharma Treasures and weapons of the Chinese ancestors had been made for thousands of years.

The Spirit Treasures that could still be used had already been taken, so almost all of the remaining ones in the forbidden area were useless or broken.

Chen Fan looked over the weapons and found that they had lost all their Spirit Qi already.

He stood in the forbidden area, glancing over the rusted weapons. They used to belong to the Perfected Cultivators and the Heavenly Lord of the Chinese, and had been used to fight with countless Overlords. But at the moment, they could only sit in a corner without anyone noticing them.

"Hm?" Chen Fan suddenly murmured.

He saw a broken sword. It was originally five feet long, but only half remained there. It was covered with rust and black blood stains.

Chen Fan was shocked because he sensed a vicious energy in the blood. Even though the energy was weak, it was still lingering after its owner had died many years in the past.

"This is... the blood of a Nascent Soul Predator? Was this the sword of the Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

He reached out and grabbed the sword. His Essence Core spinned and infused his True Martial True Essence inside.

"Boom!"

As the True Essence was infused, the sword let out a thunderous sound.

The gathered rust fell off the blade and it sent out beams of light. It was crystal clear and bright. A terrifying energy wave was then shot into the sky, as if a peerless king had been reborn.

The energy wave was so powerful that even a Golden Core Overlord would fear it. Chen Fan believed that it could level Old China Town when it used its full power.

"Whoosh!"

Chen Fan quickly retrieved the True Essence.

The light disappeared and the banging sound stopped. The sword quickly became dim again.

After a few more trials, Chen Fan finally understood and he was thrilled.

"This is a Heavenly Treasure, no, it's part of a Heavenly Treasure, to be precise. It should only have the power of a Quasi-Heavenly Treasure. Although it's been split in half and its Artifact Spirit was destroyed, it's still more powerful than any of my weapons, except the Dinghai Pearl."

Heavenly Treasures!

They were the most powerful among the Spirit Treasures and were even stronger than the superior-grade Spirit Treasures. Not even a Normal Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord could make one. From the familiar energy and the blood on the sword, Chen Fan knew that it had belonged to Heaven's Equal.

"Heaven's Equal blocked the Path of Heaven and split the universe back then. Who could destroy his sword and the Artifact Spirit inside? Was it the immortal that placed the curse on the Chinese?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

He knew that if even the weapon broke, there was only a slight chance that Heaven's Equal was alive.

"Don't worry. I won't let you stay here buried in dust. I'll take you with me and behead the evils behind all this, to honor Heaven's Equal and the ancestors of the Chinese," Chen Fan said as he grabbed the sword tight.

After losing the Artifact Spirit, it had become a weapon without the power of the Golden Core level and it couldn't even be initiated, but Chen Fan felt the pulses inside the sword as if it was responding.

Chen Fan then found a few other ancient Spirit Treasures in the forbidden areas.

The power of those Spirit Treasures was still there but the spells had been lost, so they couldn't be initiated. After Chen Fan refined them again, he gave them to the five most powerful elders of the Ancestral Temple and Qin Luo, who received them with extreme joy.

After that, the Perfected Cultivator Ceremony finally began.

On the day of the ceremony, the entire Old China Town was flooded with people. Flying ships covered the sky and countless beams of light landed in the city like raindrops. There wasn't even one Connate Cultivator before, and at the moment, they were everywhere.

"Mu Feng, the Grand Elder of the Arctic Sect, is here to congratulate Perfected Cultivator Chen. May you be invincible!"

"The Blood Beast King requested to see Perfected Cultivator Chen."

"The Deputy Sect Master of the Dahuang Sect in the Shang State congratulates Perfected Cultivator Chen..."

The ceremony wasn't only attended by those from the large sects, races and cultivation families of the Yan State; there were also people from other states, including the Shang State, the Qing State, the Luo State and the Kun State. The Grotto-heavens also sent their representatives.

All of them except the royal family of the Beihan Region.

"There are so many people!"

Yun Yier looked around.

"The Beihan Region has only nurtured a Perfected Cultivator once in more than a decade. Besides, this new Perfected Cultivator has already become a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator before a hundred years of age. Everyone certainly wants to establish a good relationship with him," Lin Wuhua said.

She was wearing a black gown, looking even colder than she used to be, like an iceberg. Other than Yun Yier and Mu Hongti, no one dared to get close to her.

Lin Wuhua looked up and saw quite a lot of familiar faces.

Gu Lingzi, Chu Tianyu, Bai Linger... These were all outstanding figures of the younger generation. Even the Grotto-heavens and the powerful races had to send someone to attend Chen Fan's Perfected Cultivator Ceremony, but they couldn't ask their elders to attend, or it would seem like they cared about it too much. So, they had sent some junior members like Lin Wuhua.

But Lin Wuhua didn't really want to.

When the elites were supposed to determine who was the most powerful among all, Chen Beixuan showed up and defeated all of them! And after that, there was Perfected Cultivator Chen who had killed many Golden Core Cultivators, completely taking their spotlight. As the representative of the Xuanming Grotto-heaven, she had to attend the ceremony and watch people worship another person. This made her feel a bit disappointed.

"Stay close to me. Those who came are all Overlords, and even I wouldn't dare to provoke some of them," Lin Wuhua said.

The two girls nodded quickly. There were a lot of Connate Cultivators and even a few Golden Core Cultivators present. Any one of them could easily crush the girls with a finger.

"If Senior Chen was alive, he would be the one standing at the center, being worshipped by billions of people."

Mu Hongti and Yun Yier were both sad.

Then, the star of the ceremony finally made an appearance.

The three girls looked up and saw the door of the Ancestral Temple open. A handsome young man with black hair and black eyes, wearing a black long robe, walked out with dozens of Chinese elders. He was being accompanied by a gorgeous girl in a purple gown.

"Him?"

They froze immediately when they saw the young man.

Lin Wuhua looked stunned, as if she had seen a ghost.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 846 Kneel and Beg

When Chen Fan showed up...

Everyone who knew him was dumbfounded.

Wasn't the new Perfected Cultivator surrounded by the elders and billions of people Chen Beixuan, who they met in Zhuyan City?

"It's impossible. Chen Beixuan was killed by the White Python Guards."

Lin Wuhua's body trembled.

She couldn't believe it, but Chen Fan was standing right on the top of the Ancestral Temple, being worshipped by thousands of people. He looked exactly the same as he used to be.

"He's alive? The guards of the royal families are powerful forces that can level a Grotto-heaven, or exterminate families and races," Gu Lingzi mumbled.

Chu Tianyu even clenched his fists with anger in his eyes.

He still remembered how Chen Fan had smacked him down the ground and stripped him of his dignity. Looking at the superior Chen Fan, Chu Tianyu suddenly felt gloomy.

One of them was just a peak-stage Connate Cultivator, while the other was a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator. The gap between them didn't shrink; it became larger instead.

As for Yun Yier and Mu Hongti, they had been stunned since the beginning.

Yun Yier's jaw dropped, then she stammered, "Sister Mu, are you seeing this? Is that... Senior Chen?"

"You're right. Perfected Cultivator Chen is Senior Chen," Mu Hongti said. Her eyes were full of joy, while her mind was rife with troubling thoughts.

Chen Fan's appearance had shocked many of his friends. A lot of people were in awe of how young he was. Even though a cultivator would look young for the rest of his life after entering the Connate Level, that strong vitality couldn't be hidden.

Anyone who saw Chen Fan could sense that he was young and his energy was surging. The peak of his life had just begun.

An elder of Xukong Grotto-heaven sighed and said, "Ah, a heavy hitter who's under a hundred years old. With such a talent, he might be able to become a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator or even a Heavenly Lord, breaking the limitations of the blood suffered by the Chinese."

"Hm, do you know how hard it is to become a Heavenly Lord? Other than the first Lord Beihan, there hasn't been even one in the Beihan Region in the last hundred thousand years. Even Sword King, who's a sixth-grade Golden Core Cultivator, is still far from becoming a Heavenly Lord."

The envoy of Yin Yang Grotto-heaven sneered.

Everyone nodded. A Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord was someone who stood on top of the world.

A young man of the Lin family frowned and pondered, "I once heard that... the Chinese used to have a Heavenly Lord called Heaven's..."

Everyone around him cut him off short.

"Shut up!"

"Bullshit."

"That is only a rumor. How would the Chinese have a Heavenly Lord?" the elders of many families yelled.

That young man no longer dared to say a word after that. That was a taboo in all sects and families.

Meanwhile, the elders of many Grotto-heavens and families were worried.

The rise of Chen Fan reminded them of the Chinese during their heyday thousands of years in the past.

Then, Mu Hongti reacted after her first outburst of joy.

"Oh no! Gu Lingzi and the others knew Senior Chen. What if they report this to the royal family?"

Yun Yier also turned pale.

Chen Fan was still the most wanted criminal for the royal family right then.

Gu Lingzi and the others also remembered this.

"That guy is nuts. How can he be this careless, exposing himself? Does he think the royal family is a bunch of fools? Even if he's a heavy hitter, so what? The nine troops of the Royal Palace have destroyed Grotto-heavens and families before."

Gu Lingzi snickered.

Chu Tianyu even gave Chen Fan a baleful look. He was about to leave the ceremony and report this to the Royal Palace. The royal family and Sword King would never let Chen Fan get away.

Lin Wuhua frowned.

"If he's telling everyone about this, he should be confident about being able to handle it... Besides, the royal family would try its best to avoid offending a powerhouse just to avenge Zhao Qingchen," she said with some uncertainty.

The Zhao family had ruled the Beihan Region for thousands of years. Chen Fan had openly provoked them when he took the blood of a Prince in front of everyone. The Royal Palace wouldn't just let him go.

Lin Wuhua looked back and glanced around. She found that there wasn't even one envoy from the government of the Yan State or the royal family; she was startled by the fact.

"Normally, the government would send an envoy to a Perfected Cultivator Ceremony, even if the Lord of the Yan State isn't coming. This is the most basic etiquette..."

Mu Hongti and Yun Yier understood what was going on and their faces turned even paler.

The Perfected Cultivator Ceremony was still continuing. It was going to last a day and a night. There were countless complicated procedures and Chen Fan was at the moment receiving the blessings from the envoys in the hall.

"The families in the Eastern Wu State congratulate Perfected Cultivator Chen for becoming a Golden Core Cultivator. May your power last forever. We're offering you nine superior-grade Spirit Medicines, five superior-grade Spirit Materials, seven thousand Spirit Stones..."

"The Black Scales of the Yang State congratulates Perfected Cultivator Chen..."

"The Qingyang Sect of the Yun State congratulates..."

Right when the envoys were in the process of meeting Chen Fan and presenting their gifts one by one...

Someone suddenly shouted in the sky, "Chi Fenkong, Lord of the Yan State, is here to see Perfected Cultivator Chen."

His thunderous voice was spread for a hundred miles.

The entire Old China Town went silent. Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and looked up. A golden flying ship a thousand feet long had arrived.

The flying ship was made of gold and there was a giant python head on the bow of the ship. The python had sharp teeth and it looked extremely vicious. The flag of the government of the Yan State was fluttering on top of the ship.

"Chi Fenkong finally arrived. I thought he would not come."

Many people cracked a smile. Only Xie Changying frowned and felt anxious.

The flying ship of the Royal Palace landed on the square in front of the Ancestral Temple and Chi Fenkong stepped out. This time, he wasn't the one who was leading the group. The person who walked in the front was a white-haired man.

He was tall and fit. He was wearing a white outfit and had white hair, fair skin and long eyes that flashed with blue glitter. There was a Sky-Swallowing Python on his chest.

"Chi Fenkong is the Lord of the state. Who can be more superior than him?"

Many were confused.

But some of them had already recognized this man and they exclaimed, "It's Zhu Jiushan, the Commander of the White Python Guards."

"What? The Commander of the White Python Guards?"

Countless people were startled.

The White Python Guards was one of the nine troops of the royal family.

The nine troops of the Royal Palace were the armies that helped the royal family suppress the world. They were extremely vicious and their hands were stained with the blood of countless aliens, families and sects. Even some of the Top Ten had lost to them. Since the Zhao family had the blood of the Sky-Swallowing Python, the White Python Guards ranked first among the nine troops.

As the leader of the nine troops, Zhu Jiushan was extremely impressive.

"Zhu Jiushan became a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator a century ago and he's one of the top five Overlords of the entire Royal Palace. He's known for his viciousness and he enjoys killing. He's exterminated more than a hundred races in his entire life, which is why people call him the 'Human Slayer!' He's as superior as the Sect Masters of the Grotto-heavens."

After seeing Zhu Jiushan...

Many leaders of the families began to tremble. This was the most famous executor of the Royal Palace. A lot of people stared at Chen Fan in shock. Even Zhu Jiushan was paying him a visit. It looked like he was going to soar!

And the Chinese elders who knew who Chen Fan was, including Qin Luo, were all terrified.

"Brother."

Xiao Mang held Chen Fan's hands tight and she trembled anxiously, while Chu Tianyu and Gu Lingzi snickered.

"Zhu Jiushan is here. Let's see how you survive this."

Mu Hongti was enraged and she clenched her fists tight. She remembered that Zhu Jiushan was the one who had issued the order to catch all the members of the Mu family. He had even killed their Ancestral Patriarch just because he said something.

Not even the six Grotto-heavens would dare to provoke this fierce man.

"Don't worry. It'll be fine," Chen Fan said gently with a calm look.

"What brings you here, my Lord and Commander Zhu? We would have welcomed you thirty miles outside the city if you had told us earlier..."

While Xie Changying was speaking with a smile...

Zhu Jiushan had already turned into a long beam of light like a python and attacked Xie Changying. If Chen Fan hadn't shot an azure light blade to break that python, Xie Changying would have been torn into pieces.

Even so, Xie Changying was still affected by the impact. He took dozens of steps back and his body was injured inside.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Luo and the others went forward with their swords.

"How dare you ask me?" Zhu Jiushan smiled and said as he stared at Chen Fan.

"You should know why I'm here. You're quite good at running! I didn't even see you once in the past year. How are you going to thank me?"

"What's going on?"

Many people knew something was happening.

"Strange. Are the White Python Guards not here to congratulate him? Why did they do that? Zhu Jiushan wouldn't do such a thing on other people's Perfected Cultivator ceremony, no matter how vicious he is."

The elder of the Xukong Sect frowned.

Some clever people knew what Zhu Jiushan was talking about and they immediately looked at Chen Fan in fear.

"What are you talking about? I don't quite follow," Chen Fan said.

"You don't follow? Chen Beixuan, do you really think you can deceive everyone? You took the blood of our Prince, Zhao Qingchen, and the Royal Palace is enraged. Sword King ordered me to take you back to the royal city for punishment. Otherwise, we'll exterminate the Chinese."

Zhu Jiushan stood there with coldness in his eyes.

"Kneel and beg! Then, I might spare a few of your people."

Everyone was frightened.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 847 Backed into a Corner?

"He's Chen Beixuan?"

"Wasn't Chen Beixuan dead? Why is he here? How did he become a Perfected Cultivator of the Chinese?"

"I heard that Chen Beixuan had escaped from the Beihan Region!"

Everyone was shocked and there was a clamor of voices.

Countless people from the sects and the powerful families found it unbelievable. This new Perfected Cultivator was a criminal, someone Sword King wanted to catch?

"Commander Zhu, even if you're the commander of the White Python Guards, you can't say something like that to smear our Perfected Cultivator," Qin Luo narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"Right, it's the Perfected Cultivator Ceremony of our Perfected Cultivator Chen now. If Commander Zhu causes trouble here, you'll become our enemy and we'll fight with you until we die." Elder Muchun, who had an explosive temper, was enraged.

Many others were also upset.

The Perfected Cultivator Ceremony was the most solemn and sacred ceremony, for a sect and its race. Whoever disturbed the ceremony would become the biggest enemy of that sect. Even if Zhu Jiushan was an important person from the Royal Palace, he couldn't do whatever he wanted.

A lot of Chinese elders were furious.

The elder of the Xukong Sect said, "Commander Zhu, this is a serious matter. Not even Sword King can slander a Golden Core Perfected Cultivator without any evidence. Besides, this Perfected Cultivator is a mighty existence and has a promising future!"

The envoys of a few families and the Top Ten also agreed.

They had a powerful background. Even if they weren't as strong as Zhu Jiushan, they weren't afraid of him. He couldn't slaughter the disciples and envoys of the families and the Grotto-heavens.

"We have recordings as evidence. Chen Fan looks exactly the same as Chen Beixuan..."

Before a Connate Cultivator of the White Python Guards finished, Qin Luo chuckled and said, "Recordings can be forged. If Commander Zhu wants some, I can make one showing that you're one of Chen Beixuan's accomplices."

Many people smiled.

The world of cultivation had many secret arts, Dharma Spells and Divine Powers. A recording wasn't the most reliable evidence. Many cultivators would disguise themselves to impersonate others and kill people.

"A few young envoys here have seen Perfected Cultivator Chen at the Juehan Mountain Range. I guess they won't lie," Chi Fenkong said.

Everyone was startled; they could only look at one another.

Chu Tianyu then came up with a smile.

"Right, I met Perfected Cultivator Chen in Zhuyan City. He looks the same as he was a year ago!"

Many exclaimed once he showed up.

"It's Chu Tianyu from the Chu family, one of the eight powerful families in the region. Some said he's as powerful as a Golden Core Cultivator and the most outstanding Overlord among the younger generation."

The appearance of Chu Tianyu frightened a lot of people.

Then...

Gu Lingzi from the Silver Spirits, Bai Linger from Yin Yang Grotto-heaven and the others told everyone that they recognized Chen Fan. Bai Linger even looked surprised as she spoke. She had never thought Chen Fan would be this powerful.

With so many elites coming forward, people started to doubt that Chen Fan was exactly who they said he was.

"Perfected Cultivator Chen, what else do you have to say?" Zhu Jiushan said confidently.

"It's easy for you to ask a few young Overlords to lie," Qin Luo said.

"Haha, if this evidence is still not sufficient, why don't we ask his little lover?" Zhu Jiushan chuckled and grabbed someone from the crowd.

An elegant girl in a red gown flew out and appeared in front of everyone.

"Sister Mu," Yun Yier yelled.

That girl was Mu Hongti.

Zhu Jiushan smiled and said, "Perfected Cultivator Chen killed two heirs of the Qingyang Sect for her sake back then. Now that she's out here, don't you have anything to say?"

"Miss Mu, your parents and the entire Mu family are still in the dungeon of the White Python Guards. What you do will determine their future."

Mu Hongti wanted to say that she didn't recognize Chen Fan, but she was speechless after hearing what Zhu Jiushan said. She looked at Chen Fan, heart-broken.

"Sister Lin, please save Sister Mu."

Tears welled up in Yun Yier's eyes. She begged while grabbing Lin Wuhua's black gown.

"It's useless. Nobody can save anyone from Zhu Jiushan. He's a resourceful person. He must have prepared everything before he came. The entire Old China Town is full of traps now. Even Chen Beixuan might not be able to escape, let alone your Sister Mu," Lin Wuhua said coldly.

"What?"

Yun Yier turned pale.

Then, many people looked at Chen Fan. Countless envoys, elders of the Grotto-heavens and Chinese people who had attended the ceremony were waiting for Chen Fan to reply.

Qin Luo wanted to refute, but he couldn't say anything.

There were many similarities between Chen Fan and Chen Beixuan. They were both Chinese, young and powerful... Even Qin Luo had to admit those three things. Chen Fan was too suspicious. Besides, he already knew the truth.

"I can't believe this is happening."

The elder of the Xukong Sect shook his head.

It felt like a century had passed.

Chen Fan flicked his fingers expressionlessly and said, "Yes, I'm Chen Beixuan! So what? Do you want to catch me?"

"Hahaha!"

Zhu Jiushan burst into laughter.

Countless people were disappointed. They had thought about that, but then they were forced to accept reality.

Chi Fenkong stepped forward with fire around him and nine fire phoenixes flew to the sky. He then yelled, "Chen Beixuan, you've committed a felony. You took the blood of a Prince. Surrender and confess your sins now!"

"A felony?"

Chen Fan shook his head and snickered, "I'm a Chinese Perfected Cultivator and Zhao Qingchen is just an unimportant person. He disrespected me and it's reasonable even if I kill him, not to mention just taking his blood. Nobody can disagree with that."

After hearing what Chen Fan said, everyone else had to agree with him.

Perfected Cultivators were as superior as gods! If they were offended, even eliminating nine families was normal, let alone killing someone. Some Perfected Cultivators would even kill millions of people from a race at once.

That was why the world was so respectful to Perfected Cultivators.

"Cut the crap! The Prince is the descendant of the royal family. Lord Beihan determines what to do with him. It's none of your business."

Zhu Jiushan grunted and said, "Sword King requested that you meet him at the Royal Palace immediately and confess your sins. If you're sincere enough, you'll be given a chance to make things right."

"What if I refuse?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

As a mid-stage Golden Core Overlord who stood at the top of the Beihan Region, not even Sword King and the Royal Palace could give him that much pressure, or they would have never been able to live in peace for centuries.

"Then, I can only catch you and take you to him. By then, we'll have killed millions of Chinese people and destroyed Old China Town."

Zhu Jiushan laughed.

Qin Luo and Elder Muchun clenched their fists and glared at Zhu Jiushan. Xiao Mang even tugged at Chen Fan's clothes tighter, feeling quite anxious.

"Haha, you?"

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows with disdain.

Everyone also felt that something was off. The two of them were mid-stage Golden Core Cultivators. Even though Zhu Jiushan was stronger, it was difficult for him to make Chen Fan kneel and surrender. Chen Fan could easily escape.

"I might not be able to do so alone, but how about adding the help of the Manghuang Guards and the Hanchi Guards?"

Zhu Jiushan snickered.

After that, claps of thunder came. Two groups of flying ships appeared in the sky. Each group had a hundred enormous ships that covered the sun. They had apparently been there for a long time, but they hid themselves with Dharma Treasures.

There were two cultivators standing on them.

One was in a white outfit wielding a folding fan in his hand, while the other was five meters tall, towering like a giant.

"The Commander of the Hanchi Guards, Li Chunyang, and the Commander of the Manghuang Guards, Lei Shan!"

Many people shouted.

These were all powerful beings from the Royal Palace. Li Chunyang and Lei Shan might not be mid-stage Golden Core Cultivators, but their Divine Powers were strong and they were powerhouses in their own right.

Together with Chi Fenkong who was a fourth-grade Golden Core Cultivator...

There were four more mid-stage Golden Core Cultivators in front of Chen Fan.

But this was only the beginning. Afterwards, there were claps of thunder above Old China Town once again, and many cultivators showed up.

"Perfected Cultivator Xuanbing, the Lord of the Sui State. Lord Wu, the Lord of the Bing State. Zi Tianqiong, the Lord of the Lei State. Xi Menshang, the General of the Navy..."

Every one of them was an impressive cultivator and there were all Lords of the states or Generals, to boot. The Royal Palace had command over thirty six states and seventeen troops, and their leaders were all Perfected Cultivators.

"Oh no, there are eight Lords and three Commanders of the guards in total. Oh, to have more than ten Golden Core Overlords gather in this small city! Even the Sect Masters of the Grotto-heavens would die in front of so many Golden Core Cultivators."

Countless people were terrified.

"There are so many Golden Core Cultivators. We're dead."

Lin Wuhua shook her head.

Yun Yier turned pale.

The elder of the Xukong Sect also shook his head. "What a shame. He was only a step away from becoming the most powerful cultivator, but he offended the Royal Palace, the real dominator of the Beihan Region."

The Chinese at the center of the storm were desperate.

Over ten Golden Core energies came from the sky and spread throughout a hundred mile radius. Many weak Chinese had already fallen on the ground. If Xie Changying had not activated the array in time, millions of people in the city would have been killed.

"Chen Beixuan, kneel or die!"

Zhu Jiushan flew to the sky and a thousand-meter Sky-Swallowing Python appeared behind him. His terrifying cold waves froze everything within a hundred mile range.

Under the body of the white python, Chen Fan and the entire Ancestral Temple looked minuscule.

In the sky, beasts roared, blade auras were surging, fire phoenixes were letting out cries and black waves appeared. Old China Town seemed to have become Hell and everyone was frightened. Xiao Mang and Xie Changying turned pale; their hearts were plummeting.

In a blink, Chen Fan was backed into a corner.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 848 Pulling Out the Sword

There was a white python and many other strange things in the sky.

Everyone was terrified by the sight of so many Perfected Cultivators.

"We're doomed. We're all doomed," a Chinese elder said as he trembled.

Some people even started to stare at Chen Fan with a resentful look, clearly placing all the blame on him.

"There are four mid-stage Golden Core Cultivators and seven early-stage Golden Core Cultivators. What a line-up! Together with the soldiers of the three troops, they're powerful enough to eliminate a Grotto-heaven and the Top Ten," Gu Lingzi said.

"Let's see if Chen Beixuan would run or fight."

Chu Tianyu snickered and sipped his wine.

In the meantime, many flying ships landed on the ground. The soldiers of the three troops, who at least had the Ethereal Enlightenment Level, came out as a flood and besieged Old China Town.

Each troop had over a hundred thousand soldiers; each of them wore a Spirit Armor and held a Spirit Weapon. They lined up into square formations under the lead of their generals. Even though they weren't really powerful individually, even Golden Core Cultivators had to be careful when all of them worked together.

"Roar!"

An enormous python, a dragon a thousand feet long and the phantom of a giant appeared outside Old China Town. Those were the arrays summoned by the three troops and they slowly approached the city.

"Chen Beixuan, surrender!" Zhu Jiushan said while standing on the white python.

"Of course, you can also run, but millions of people in Old China Town and the Chinese in the other thirty two cities will die."

"I'll kill every single one of them, from cultivators to ordinary people, and the entire Beihan Region will have no Chinese anymore. Believe it or not, I'm known as the Human Slayer and I've killed over a hundred races in my lifetime."

Billions of people were like ants for him. Zhu Jiushan was truly like a Perfected Cultivator who despised the world at the moment. All the Chinese people were terrified after hearing what he said.

Chen Fan looked at the sky indifferently with hands behind his back.

"Perfected Cultivator Chen, I'd surrender if I were you. Sword King always appreciates talents and he wouldn't kill you. Besides, whose life is more important? Yours or those of the Chinese?" Chu Tianyu asked.

Chen Fan remained silent.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Some thunderous sound came from the outside.

The soldiers of the three troops were attacking the array. Looking from afar, the giant had landed a hit on the array, creating some ripples.

The "Nine Heavenly Lock Array" had been formed by a Grandmaster the Ancestral Temple had hired with countless Spirit Stones. When it was fully turned on, it could withstand attacks from Golden Core Perfected Cultivators. However, it seemed to be a bit overwhelmed at the moment, when three hundred thousand cultivators were attacking at the same time.

An elder of the Ancestral Temple yelled, "Perfected Cultivator Chen!"

"Shut up! When we start the Perfected Cultivator Ceremony and worship our ancestors, Perfected Cultivator Chen will become the leader of the Chinese. He's our hope. As long as he lives, the Chinese will still be here and we'll still be able to rise one day!"

Xie Changying stomped his foot furiously.

That elder quickly stood back with a pale face.

However, the other elders and Qin Luo were devastated. Would their hopes be dashed again?

"Brother," Xiao Mang said anxiously.

Chen Fan continued to stand there.

At the Sky-Swallowing Palace in the royal city...

Sword King was standing in the middle of the hall and Zhao Duluo was bowing behind him. If he didn't move, the Prince would imitate his actions. After a while, Sword King spoke.

"Has Zhu Jiushan arrived in Old China Town?"

"Yes, uncle. Other than the three troops, I also requested the help of six Lords, including those of the Wu State, the Lei State, the Xuan State and the General of the Navy. Aside from that, I sent two old servants over as well. It's impossible for Chen Beixuan to escape," Zhao Duluo answered.

"Good! We must do everything we can to deal with this mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator. Duluo, well done."

Sword King nodded.

Zhao Duluo was immediately thrilled. He knew that Sword King had high expectations and he had never seen him compliment anyone in the past century.

"Better catch him alive. Chen Beixuan is a complete bundle. If he works for us, we'll be able to keep peace for a thousand years," Sword King said.

Zhao Duluo smiled and said, "Yes, I've already asked Zhu Jiushan to take him down and bring him to you. By then, we can celebrate it in the Royal Palace Assembly."

"Hm."

Sword King nodded with a glint of coldness in his eyes.

He turned around and opened the door.

"Let's go. Zhu Jiushan might be able to make it to the assembly. I have faith in him."

Zhao Duluo walked behind Sword King with a triumphant smile.

Meanwhile.

The soldiers of the three troops outside the city were attacking more intensely. The world was full of claps of thunder and the entire array shook. Cracks started to appear; it seemed that it would be broken soon.

Many Perfected Cultivators also attacked from the sky.

Countless people gazed at Chen Fan, waiting for his decision. Yun Yier and Mu Hongti looked worried. Chu Tianyu and Gu Lingzi gave mocking looks. The elder of the Xukong Sect felt pitiful. Qin Luo was anxious and the Grand Elder seemed confident...

Those gazes were like an ocean...

And Chen Fan was the center of that ocean. Every move he made caught the attention of millions of people.

The girl caressed Chen Fan's hands and said firmly, "Brother, I'll support you no matter what." She stepped forward and stood next to him, facing the cultivators in the sky. Xiao Mang might not be powerful enough, but she wasn't afraid. She seemed to be a billion feet tall at the moment.

Then.

Chen Fan finally moved.

He held the girl's hands, then looked at the Perfected Cultivators above him and asked, "What did the Chinese do? What did I do?"

Zhu Jiushan sneered and said, "You're too weak. Nobody would think that you're sinners if you had been born in a powerful sect or family. And yet, you're too weak. The Chinese are too weak. The Zhao family is the real dominator of the Beihan Region."

"Really?"

Chen Fan cracked a smile.

He stared at Zhu Jiushan with pity, indifference and disdain.

Chen Fan was like a god watching Zhu Jiushan and he didn't care at all. If he felt annoyed, he would have already stomped Zhu Jiushan to death.

"Oh no!"

Zhu Jiushan knew something was wrong.

He cast a spell and asked the White Python Dharma Form to attack Chen Fan.

But it was too late.

"Zhu Jiushan, you've been wrong since the beginning. The Zhao family and you are not the most powerful ones in the Beihan Region. It's me... Chen Beixuan!" Chen Fan said as he raised his hands.

The sound of a sword came!

"If the Beihan Region has no justice, I'll make sure justice is served using my sword!"

"I'll even the scores!"

"I must tell the world..."

Chen Fan's voice became louder and louder.

"... that the Chinese aren't pushovers! And I am someone who can't be offended!"

When he finished talking, claps of thunder came and a black Blade Qi rose behind Chen Fan. He held a sword in his hand and slashed.

This slash...

Became a river in the sky.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 849 Unstoppable

The Tianming Sword!

That was a superior-grade Spirit Treasure of the Xuanming Grotto-heaven and it used to be the sword of their Grand Elder, Perfected Cultivator Heiming. He was the best swordsman in the six Grotto-heavens. If he didn't lose to Sword King back then, he would have ruled the Beihan Region.

When in Lin Wuhua's hands, the Tianming Sword was only a normal Spirit Treasure, but Chen Fan was the one who was holding it!

"Crack!"

When Chen Fan made a slashing move...

One of the Divine Chains restraining him—where no one else could see—cracked. It was as thick as a baby's arm and was entirely black. Right at the moment it broke, an Essence Core pulsed inside Chen Fan's body.

"Boom!"

An unimaginable Xuanming True Essence was infused into the Tianming Sword from Chen Fan's arm. Then, the Tianming Sword turned into a river ten thousand feet long and split the sky in half.

At that moment, countless people looked up dumbfoundedly.

Everything in the sky was covered, leaving only the river. It was ten kilometers long and extended from the east to the west of Old China Town, separating the entire city. Black water constantly ran across the sky, as if a dam had collapsed.

"That... That is the Tianming Sword!"

Lin Wuhua and the others were stunned.

The Tianming Sword was indeed powerful, but even Perfected Cultivator Heiming couldn't use it like that.

Not only her.

Gu Lingzi, Chu Tianyu, Qin Luo and the Grand Elder were startled by such a display.

They could only watch as the river drowned the eleven Golden Core Cultivators, defeated the three hundred thousand soldiers and smashed the three array spirits.

"Oh my god!"

Meanwhile, nobody dared to say a word.

Everyone was frightened by Chen Fan's slash.

The Blade Qi and the black water swept over the entire Old China Town once before dissipating; Zhu Jiushan and the others were once again visible.

The Perfected Cultivators from the Royal Palace were all thrown into a panic.

The four mid-stage Golden Core Cultivators, including Zhu Jiushan, had opened their Dharma Forms and barely survived Chen Fan's attack, but the other seven Lords weren't so lucky. The territories and Dharma Forms of Lord Wu and Zi Tianqiong were crushed by the Sword Qi, and they only relied on their Dharma Treasures and their bodies.

"Crack, crack."

Countless Defensive Dharma Treasures and secret artifacts broke.

In the end, almost all of the Perfected Cultivators were injured. Some weak Lords even spewed golden blood.

"Damn it!"

Zhu Jiushan was enraged.

He glared at Chen Fan and his heart fell. Chen Fan's power was completely beyond his imagination. Being able to force eleven Perfected Cultivators back, including four mid-stage Golden Core Cultivators... Chen Fan seemed to be as powerful as a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator. Zhu Jiushan even saw Sword King on Chen Fan.

"Kill him. Don't hold back, even if you have to destroy the entire Old China Town," Zhu Jiushan said.

The other Perfected Cultivators had already used their full strength.

"Hm."

Chen Fan snickered.

He immediately let out the "Dinghai Pearl," turning it into a hundred-mile Grotto-heaven, enveloping Old China Town. Countless attacks suddenly disappeared when they were above the city. Then, Chen Fan shot into the sky with his sword and went after the Perfected Cultivators.

"Chen Beixuan, we'll do you justice if you stop and follow me to see Sword King now."

Zhu Jiushan was still trying to convince Chen Fan.

"Go to hell!"

Chen Fan slashed at him immediately.

Some Xuanming Water came out as a flood from the Tianming Sword and turned ten kilometers of the sky into a long river. The black water carried Xuanming Qi. Even Golden Core Perfected Cultivators would feel a chill when they touched it and their Divine Souls would be frozen.

"Argh!"

The thousand-meter white python behind Zhu Jiushan lengthened into three thousand meters long. It was the Sky-Swallowing Python. The reason why Zhu Jiushan could become the leader of the nine troops and have command over the most powerful White Python Guards was that he also had the blood of the royal family.

The other Perfected Cultivators also let out their Dharma Forms.

Nine giant fire phoenixes, a giant, a Hanchi... Those Dharma Forms were all thousands of meters tall.

"Boom!"

Chen Fan's slash clashed against them.

How powerful were more than ten Golden Core Cultivators when working together? Every attack they made was comparable to that of nuclear weapons. There seemed to be ten nuclear bombs exploding right then.

A giant black hole appeared in the sky.

The horrific energy turned into a storm, spreading in all directions and destroying every creature within a hundred miles, making the earth shake. Old China Town would have become a place of ruin if it hadn't been covered by the Dinghai Pearl. The people inside were frightened; they felt as if they were swaying like little boats in the ocean.

"Poof."

The eleven Perfected Cultivators fell back together. The four mid-stage Golden Core Cultivators only took three steps backwards, while the others took dozens. In comparison, Chen Fan on the opposite side was pushed a hundred feet away.

"He's no match for all of us," Zhu Jiushan yelled.

The Perfected Cultivators were thrilled, but then, Chen Fan suddenly became a huge beast. It was surrounded by black water and thunderbolts, like the Lord of Hell.

"This is?"

Zhu Jiushan's eyes popped out. The beast in front of him reminded him of a legendary Divine Beast.

Then, Chen Fan rushed forward.

The Xuan Wu Essence Core had yet to go through the Thunder Tribulation to become a divine-grade Golden Core, so he couldn't resist a dozen Golden Core Cultivators, but when the Xuan Wu Divine Form appeared, the situation was completely different.

The Xuan Wu was the God of the North and the Master of Black Water. It had come into being to lead thousands of beasts.

Once it showed up, the power of the Xuan Wu River increased several times and became dozens of kilometers long. And yet, what was more terrifying was the gifted Divine Power of the Xuan Wu.

"Boom!"

The Xuan Wu let out a black thunderbolt.

Looking closely, that thunderbolt had been formed by thousands of layers of Xuanming True Water, which then turned into the Xuanming Divine Thunder.

The thunderbolt looked indifferent on the outside, but when it struck, it pierced through the dimension and created a long crack. The three Lords in the front didn't react in time and were burnt to ashes. Their Golden Cores also cracked.

"Stth!"

Zhu Jiushan and the others were astonished after witnessing such a sight.

He killed three Perfected Cultivators with a thunderbolt? What kind of Thunder Art was it? They had never seen any art that was more powerful than the Nine Heaven Thunder Art in the legends.

But that was only the beginning.

The Xuan Wu opened its mouth again and shot out a long thunderbolt. It was ten meters thick, like a pillar in the sky. Inside the terrifying Xuanming Divine Thunder were over ten thousand layers of True Water.

"Fall back!" Zhu Jiushan shouted quickly.

However, it was too late. The speed of the Xuanming Divine Thunder was beyond that of light. All that they could see was a beam of black light flashing across the sky, and then, Chi Fenkong exploded.

The nine fire phoenixes around his body were supposed to protect him.

Not even the Tianming Sword's Qi had been able to breach Chi Fenkong's Nine Phoenix Defensive Art. But then, those nine phoenixes were torn apart as easily as pieces of paper. All the Divine Powers, Dharma Artifacts and Chi Fenkong's body became useless in front of the Xuanming Divine Thunder. Even his Golden Core was shattered.

"A fourth-grade Golden Core Overlord died just like that?"

One of the Lords was frightened.

Although Chi Fenkong was only an early-stage Golden Core Cultivator, he had a fourth-grade Golden Core, so he should be as powerful as a normal mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator. He had also mastered countless secret arts and Divine Powers, but he couldn't even survive one attack of the Xuanming Divine Thunder?

"This isn't the ordinary Xuanming Divine Thunder. I've seen the Perfected Cultivator of the Xuanming Grotto-heaven use it before, but it was as powerful. Let's retreat for now and return to the palace to ask Sword King for help," Zhu Jiushan yelled.

He turned into a beam of white light and left.

The others seemed to have just woken up from the dream; they immediately tried running away using their secret arts, but it was too late. Chen Fan stomped his foot and yelled, "Xuan Wu Sacred Land!"

Boom!

A black light was spread in a ten mile range like a black curtain; four Perfected Cultivators, except the Commanders of the three troops, were enveloped by it.

Once inside that ominous light, they felt as if they were at the bottom of the ocean. They opened their eyes and realized what light it was. It had been formed by countless drops of Xuanming Heavy Water; each drop could turn into a river. Billions of them had created this territory, which could become a thousand-mile lake when used to its full potential.

Xuan Wu Sacred Land!

That was the most powerful feature of the Xuan Wu Essence Core. Once the sacred land was expanded, it could defeat thousands of enemies.

"Argh!"

The four Perfected Cultivators didn't even shout; they were instantly smashed by the Xuanming Heavy Water. The weight of a thousand-mile lake was more than a billion tons and even a Golden Core Cultivator would stand helpless when having to withstand such a heavy weight.

Their bodies and Dharma Treasures were almost torn immediately. Even though their Golden Cores resisted for a second, they were also crushed moments after. In the end, their Divine Souls had also been destroyed.

The black waves and water currents spinned and crushed everything.

In a blink, four Perfected Cultivators had died!

Zhu Jiushan and the other two looked up while overwhelmed by terror.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 850 Crush! Crush!

"Did my brother win?"

Xiao Mang looked up to the sky and couldn't believe what she was seeing.

There had been eleven Perfected Cultivators and four powerhouses, but Chen Fan killed seven of them. He was especially unstoppable when he let out his Xuan Wu Divine Form.

"It's impossible! It's impossible!"

Chu Tianyu and the others were dumbfounded.

What they had just seen was completely different from what they had expected. Zhu Jiushan and the Perfected Cultivators should have been able to suppress Chen Fan; instead, it was Chen Fan who defeated most of them by himself.

Not only them, the elders of the other sects also froze like statues.

Someone gasped and said, "Perfected Cultivator Chen is too powerful. What kind of Divine Power is that? It's even stronger than the Sky-Swallowing Python. Is it a legendary Heavenly Beast or a Divine Beast? But I've never heard of anyone with the blood of a Divine Beast in the Beihan Region, or anywhere else on Planet Tianhuang."

Elder Jin of the Xukong Sect frowned and said suddenly, "Old Tang, don't you think that beast looks a bit familiar?"

The envoy of Yin Yang Grotto-heaven hesitated and said, "I've seen it somewhere. It looks very familiar, but I'm not sure..."

"It's not that you're uncertain. You just don't dare think about it," Elder Jin snickered and said as he looked at Chen Fan, "It's the legendary Xuan Wu, the most powerful Divine Beast across worlds. I can't believe I actually saw it. I have no regrets now."

As for Lin Wuhua, she had already started trembling the moment Chen Fan turned into the beast; her eyes basically popped out.

"The Xuan Wu! Right, that's the Xuan Wu! It looks the same as the one in the Ancestral Master Pavilion's painting. I was granted the chance to see the Xuan Wu Divine Beast with my very own eyes. It's absolutely incredible!"

She was so emotional that her True Essence began to become unstable.

"Sister Lin, what's a Xuan Wu? Is it incredible? Is it stronger than the Sky-Swallowing Python?" Yun Yier wondered.

"The Sky-Swallowing Python?" Lin Wuhua sneered and her eyes were full of disdain, as if someone were comparing a Lamborghini and a Wuling Hongguang. She then said respectfully, "If the Sky-Swallowing Python is a pearl, the Xuan Wu would be the sun in the sky. The Sky-Swallowing Python only stays on Planet Tianhuang, but the Xuan Wu travels across the universe. Not even ten thousand Sky-Swallowing Pythons can compare to a single Xuan Wu, because the Xuan Wu is known as the most powerful around the world!"

Hearing what she said.

Everyone around them was stunned.

Yun Yier gazed at Chen Fan.

The Zhao family only possessed the blood of the Sky-Swallowing Python and it had been enough for them to rule over the Beihan Region and suppress the six Grotto-heavens for thousands of years. So, how powerful would Chen Fan be when he had the blood of the Xuan Wu, which was much stronger than that of the Sky-Swallowing Python?

"Sister Mu... I think we've met a god," Yun Yier mumbled.

While people in Old China Town were still in shock, Chen Fan had already descended from high above and chased after the last three cultivators.

"Chen Beixuan, don't you go too far. The royal family and Sword King will never let you get away," Zhu Jiushan shouted.

He rushed back to the array of the White Python Guards, but Chen Fan had already defeated the Hanchi Guards by then. Chen Fan didn't use any Divine or Dharmic Powers. He simply attacked with his sacred land.

A hundred thousand soldiers of the Hanchi Guards, including Li Chunyang, immediately exploded and became splashes of blood. The ground where they were standing collapsed a hundred meters and a ten-mile giant hole appeared!

A hundred thousand cultivators died after one attack!

The Xuan Wu Sacred Land was too terrifying. It was as heavy as a thousand-mile lake which weighed billions of tons. No Dharma Spells or Spirit Treasures were needed. The sacred land itself was the most powerful Dharma Artifact. Even a mountain ten thousand feet tall couldn't withstand its weight; Chen Fan could crush everything easily with such a power.

"Formation!" yelled Lei Shan, the Commander of the Manghuang Guards.

The Spirit Armors of the Manghuang Guards sent out beams of light at the same time. A vast surge of Dharma Power went from every one of them into Lei Shan's body through their Spirit Armors and arrays.

Lei Shan expanded the territory and the Dharma Form became a giant ten thousand meters tall.

The giant had an axe on one hand and a shield on the other. Once it appeared, the sky was full of powerful energy waves. It was several times fiercer than a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator, and was close to a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator.

"Manghuang Array!"

This was the real strength of the nine troops. It was an array that had a hundred thousand cultivators as the foundation and a Golden Core Cultivator as the core. Normal mid-stage Golden Core Cultivators would not survive after a few attacks from this giant. The nine troops of the Royal Palace could destroy Grotto-heavens because of this invincible array.

At the same time.

Zhu Jiushan also opened the "White Python Array" and turned into a Sky-Swallowing Python ten thousand meters long. The white python was covered with scales; it seemed to be able to swallow the sky when it opened its mouth.

The two Overlords showed their arrays together.

Their power had already surpassed that of the "Titan" Chen Fan fought with on the moon. Chen Fan used secret arts to increase his powers back then and he only destroyed the Titan when he turned into the Kun Peng. He had even spent a few months healing after that.

But this day, Chen Fan didn't step back while facing those two stronger spirits. He attacked with his sacred land.

"Open!"

The giant swayed its axe.

The sacred land was extremely powerful. The axe cracked once it touched the sacred land and even the wrist of the giant broke. In the end, it had to use its shield to stop the sacred land.

After this attack.

Five thousand among the hundred thousand cultivators of the Manghuang Guards died.

The shield also shattered after half a second. The sacred land fell from the sky and smashed the giant into a meat patty. Lei Shan let out a cry and was also crushed together with the hundred thousand cultivators. Chen Fan then took his Golden Core.

'"Sthh."

Zhu Jiushan was about to help, but he was frightened when he saw this.

Even Sword King needed some time to break the arrays of the nine troops, but it seemed so effortless for Chen Fan. When Zhu Jiushan was about to escape, Chen Fan had already approached him.

This time, Chen Fan fought with his body instead of using his sacred land.

"Boom."

Chen Fan made use of his true Divine Form, which was also ten thousand meters tall. However, the Xuan Wu of this size was much more powerful than the Sky-Swallowing Python with the same size.

In a blink, the Xuan Wu smashed the head of the Sky-Swallowing Python and tore the array apart. The ten thousand soldiers couldn't withstand such a powerful energy and died instantly. Only Zhu Jiushan's Golden Core and Divine Soul managed to escape.

"Please don't kill me. I can tell you everything I know about the Chinese, about Sword King..." Zhu Jiushan yelled as he ran.

"No need!"

Chen Fan opened his mouth and breathed in gently.

The Spirit Qi in a hundred miles was sucked into Chen Fan's mouth, which caused a storm. Zhu Jiushan was pulled back even after being ten miles away; he could only despair as Chen Fan swallowed him whole.

"Your Golden Core tastes pretty good."

The Xuan Wu crushed the Golden Core and swallowed it.

Everyone who saw this froze. The few remaining Golden Core Perfected Cultivators were terrified and wanted to run away immediately.

Regardless of how Chen Fan defeated the three troops.

Such a Golden Core was extremely hard and was said to be indestructible. Not even Spirit Treasures could split it. Only the top Overlords could harm and suppress a Golden Core Cultivator.

And yet, Chen Fan ate the Golden Core as if he were eating candy. How could people not be frightened?

After eating all the Golden Cores he collected, he looked somewhere in the sky. "You've been here for so long. Why are you trying to run now? Do you want to report this to your Master?"

While everyone was startled...

A black and a white shadow appeared in the sky, and then turned into a Yin Yang Fish while trying to escape.

"It's the Black Elder and the White Elder. I heard that they're servants of the Royal Palace. They're as powerful as a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator when they work together," someone yelled.

But how could two Perfected Cultivators escape from Chen Fan?

"Freeze!"

Chen Fan stomped his foot.

Everything in a hundred miles froze.

The Black Elder and the White Elder were held in the sky. They felt how the Water Essence Qi around them suddenly condensed and became a deep ocean. It was very hard for them to fly out of it.

The Xuan Wu was the God of the North and was born to be able to control water. The other Golden Cores could only control the Water Essence Qi in a thousand feet, but the Xuan Wu could manipulate those in a hundred mile range.

"Yin and yang, open!"

While the Elders were about to cast a spell, Chen Fan had already appeared in front of them and attacked. He smashed both of their bodies and Dharma Treasures to pieces, leaving only their Golden Cores and Divine Souls.

They were terrified, seeing how Chen Fan had easily grabbed their Golden Cores.

"Please don't, Perfected Cultivator! We only came here to watch the battle. We've never done anything!"

"Everything was planned by Prince Zhao Duluo and Zhu Jiushan. They gathered the seven Lords and set up traps around the city, to threaten the Chinese and catch you, and to take you to the royal city. They wanted you to kneel in front of the Prince to admit your mistake and become his servant. Doing so, they'd be able to scare the families and races, and show everyone what the Prince is willing to do for his people, which would help him become the next Lord Beihan..."

The two of them were scared, so they immediately told Chen Fan everything.

"Haha, don't even think about it."

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and said, "I'll settle the scores with the royal family and Zhao Duluo."

Then, Chen Fan ate the Golden Cores and returned his human form. When the Grand Elder and the others were excitedly heading his way, he had already flown into the sky again with Xiao Mang.

"Brother, where are we going?" Xiao Mang asked.

"We're going to a ceremony. I'm a narrow-minded person. Whoever offends me has to pay back a hundred times!" Chen Fan snickered and flashed to the royal city with the girl.

Only the Chinese and those who came to the ceremony were left standing there, looking at one another with a terrified face.

"Ah, Zhu Jiushan was so prepared, but he never would have thought Perfected Cultivator Chen was this powerful! Everything is useless in front of such a strong force."

The elder of the Xukong Sect heaved a sigh.

"From now on, the entire Beihan Region will be scared of Chen Beixuan's name!"

Everyone present went silent.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 851 Ceremony in Beihan City

In the royal city of the Beihan Region.

The royal city was located in the Central State, the most vast and bustling one among the thirty six states. It covered a million miles and there were strange plants, stones and Spirit Veins that came from all directions. The royal city was at the center of the Spirit Veins, so Spirit Qi rose from the ground and created beams of light.

Meanwhile, the royal city was holding the annual "Worshipping Assembly."

"The first Lord Beihan established the thirty six states and gave billions of people places to live. We worship him every year to express our gratitude to him," an officer read aloud.

Many members of the royal family stood there solemnly.

All the important people in the entire Beihan Region—including the Sect Masters of the six Grotto-heavens, the leaders of the eight powerful families and the leaders of the Top Ten—were present.

Countless Golden Core Cultivators and Overlords were attending.

Every one of them was a cultivator that could cause earthquakes in the Beihan Region just by stomping a foot.

"Brother Ji, what's going on? We don't usually see these Sect Masters. Why did they come to the assembly this year?" a young man asked with his Immortal Will.

He was Zhang Ming from the Pure Essence Sect. He had already entered the Connate Level at his young age, but he still wasn't outstanding enough among the other guests. Each of those guests was powerful enough to shake half a state.

Qi Feng, the representative of Tianji Grotto-heaven, replied, "Haven't you heard about it? People said Lord Beihan will decide who's going to be his successor after this assembly, which is why all the members of the royal city are here, even those Golden Core Ancestral Patriarchs. The descendants are battling with one another; the guards have shut the gates and all the arrays in the royal city are active. Not even a mosquito could come in right now."

"Really?" Zhang Ming said.

He saw the descendants of the royal family in the Arctic Hall clenching their fists and holding their swords.

There had only been two generations passing the Lord Beihan title in the past thousands of years.

The present Lord Beihan had lived two thousand years, which was much longer when considering normal Golden Core cultivator standards. So, he had dozens of generations of descendants. Even though it was difficult for cultivators with the blood of the Sky-Swallowing Python to procreate, Lord Beihan still sired thousands of descendants.

"Among all the descendants, Prince Zhao Duluo, Prince Zhao Duming and Prince Zhao Duxuan are the most powerful ones. They've all become Golden Core Cultivators. Prince Zhao Qingchen was also half a step away from the Golden Core Level, but Chen Beixuan took his blood and was later banished from the royal family."

Qi Feng shook his head. "All these three descendants are qualified to be the next Lord Beihan, but I'm not sure if they can protect the throne."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Ming asked.

"There are nine grades of Golden Core. Even the most talented Prince Zhao Duluo, he only has a fourth-grade Golden Core. I heard that in some of the historical sects outside the Beihan Region, only superior-grade Golden Core Cultivators can aspire to be the successor of their Sect Masters or leaders. Some even required a ninth-grade Golden Core."

Qi Feng explained, "The Golden Core level determines the potential and future of a cultivator. In order to be immortal and become a Heavenly Lord, one must have a superior-grade Golden Core. Cultivators with a mid-grade Golden Core only have a small chance, while nobody has ever been able to do so with an inferior-grade Golden Core.

"That's why the future is settled the moment the cultivator goes through the Thunder Tribulation. These Princes aren't even as powerful as Sword King and the Sect Masters of the Grotto-heavens. How could they rule the Beihan Region?"

Hearing what Qi Feng said, Zhang Ming was envious.

"Ah, a ninth-grade Golden Core. I wonder which level I can reach when I go through the Thunder Tribulation."

Zhang Ming shook his head and asked, "Brother Qi, what level do you think Perfected Cultivator Chen is at? I heard that the elder of the Tianji Grotto-heaven was also there during the battle outside Old China Town."

"Chen Fan?"

Qi Feng frowned and said with hesitation, "When Perfected Cultivator Tianluo went past Old China Town, he measured the level of Perfected Cultivator Chen. One of the results was that he was a sixth-grade Golden Core Cultivator, while the other was... that he wasn't a Golden Core Cultivator, but a Connate Cultivator."

"What?" Zhang Ming yelled.

Everyone around immediately looked at him angrily and the elder of the Pure Essence Sect glared at him. Zhang Ming quickly held Qi Feng's arm and said, "Brother Qi, are you sure? Perfected Cultivator Chen killed five Golden Core Cultivators and scared Chi Fenkong away. If he isn't a Golden Core Cultivator, the entire Beihan Region would be stunned."

"Not only the Beihan Region, even those historical sects around Planet Tianhuang might not have such a peerless being!"

Qi Feng smiled wryly.

At the front of the Arctic Hall.

Sword King stood alone in a white outfit. Not Even the Sect Masters of the Grotto-heavens dared to stand beside him and the three Golden Core Princes stood behind respectfully.

Perfected Cultivator Heiming of the Xuanming Grotto-heaven said, "Do you know that Sword King actually came from a powerful sect outside the Beihan Region? He fought with the heir of that sect for the throne, but lost. That was why he had to leave for the Beihan Region."

"Really? Sword King is the most powerful Overlord in our region. Even the Grand Elder of the Xukong Sect, Lord Red Dragon and the Ancestral Patriarch of the Ling family are no match for him," a few elders present said.

The Grand Elder of the Xukong Sect, Perfected Cultivator Taixu, the leader of the Red Dragons, Lord Red Dragon, the Ancestral Patriarch of the Ling family and Sword King were four well-known peak-stage Golden Core Perfected Cultivators.

They were the most superior beings in the region, following the mysterious Lord Beihan.

However, the powerful Sword King was in fact a loser. How could anyone not be surprised?

"I heard about this from an old friend in the Tianji Grotto-heaven. That historical sect is extremely powerful and is one of the top forces on Planet Tianhuang. They have more than one Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord. Their appointed heir is even someone on the Longevity Roll, who has completed a superior-grade Golden Core and is close to entering the Nascent Soul Level," Perfected Cultivator Heiming continued.

"The Longevity Roll!"

This time.

All the elders were speechless.

That name seemed to have magic; no one questioned anything from that point onwards.

The Worshipping Assembly was going smoothly. Towards the end, Sword King asked, "Zhao Duluo, how are things going at Old China Town?"

Zhao Duluo bowed and said, "Uncle, Zhu Jiushan started attacking. There will be news coming in a while. I think Zhu Jiushan will be able to bring Chen Beixuan to you before the assembly ends."

The few descendants of the royal family looked over with a jealous face.

"Brother Zhao took me in when I was banished from my sect. Now that he's lost an elite descendant, I'll offer him a Golden Core Overlord. Of course, if Chen Beixuan refuses to surrender, we can just kill him. I've killed countless elites throughout my life," Sword King said calmly.

"Got it."

Zhao Duluo was immediately thrilled.

Chen Fan took the blood of a Prince, but no one in the Royal Palace knew what actions to take. In the end, it was Zhao Duluo who sent out troops and cultivators out there to catch Chen Fan. He was obviously more outstanding than his siblings. As to the impending succession, Lord Beihan would surely have a bias for Zhao Duluo during the selection process.

The conversation in the Arctic Hall quickly circulated around the assembly.

"What? Perfected Cultivator Chen is Chen Beixuan? Zhao Duluo has already sent the guards to go after him?"

"They even mobilized the Black Elder and the White Elder, the seven Lords and the General of the Navy. No matter how talented Chen Beixuan is, he won't be able to resist attacks from more than thirteen Golden Core Cultivators."

"Ah, what a shame. A powerful elite is going to die."

The Royal Palace was stirred in an instant.

Countless elders from sects and families who attended the assembly were startled by the news.

Sword King was apparently trying to scare the Grotto-heavens and the prestigious families. If the royal family could capture or kill Chen Fan who was a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator, who else would dare to offend the Zhao family in the future?

The Sect Masters of a few Grotto-heavens were also terrified.

Only Perfected Cultivator Golden Crow of the Yin Yang Grotto-heaven was thrilled. He was the backbone of the Golden Crow. Chen Fan had already killed two of his Golden Crow Envoys. So, how would he be unhappy about it?

Then, a ray of light flashed in the sky. It was a flying sword that delivered a message.

"The news should be here."

Zhao Duluo took the flying sword with a smile and opened the letter. He immediately froze as if he had seen a ghost.

"What's wrong?"

Sword King frowned. Even though he hadn't turned around, he felt that Zhao Duluo was in shock.

Zhao Duluo looked up and said with a shaking voice, "Uncle... It's news from Old China Town..."

"...We lost the battle. All three Commanders, seven Lords, the Black Elder and the White Elder, and three hundred thousand guards... all of them were annihilated, except for Zhu Jiushan."

"The killer... is Chen Beixuan!"

"What?"

The entire hall went silent.

All the members of the royal family, the Sect Masters of the Grotto-heavens and the elders were shocked by the revelation.

Prince Zhao Duxuan said, "Brother, are you sure? We have three troops, seven Lords and thirteen Golden Core Cultivators there! Even the Grand Elder of the Xukong Sect would be no match for them. How could Chen Beixuan kill them all?"

Zhao Duluo looked pale and his hands were shaking. He couldn't even say a word.

When everybody was about to ask him further...

"Boom!"

A beam of golden light came from afar.

The golden light was too bright. When it got closer to the royal city, it didn't stop even when the army of the Royal Palace and six Golden Core Perfected Cultivators stood in its way.

It went past the guards and layers of arrays, stopping above the Sky-Swallowing Palace.

As the golden light arrived, a clear voice came.

"Chen Beixuan and Xiao Mang of the Chinese are here to meet the Zhao family!"

The voice resounded in a thousand mile range and thousands of people were shocked.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 852 You"re Also an An

Chen Fan made his way with fierceness. The beam of golden light broke through the arrays in the royal city and arrived above the palace.

At that moment, thousands of people in the royal city looked up at the same time and saw a man and a woman in the sky.

The man had black hair and black eyes. His clothes were fluttering in the wind and he was as handsome as a god. The woman was in a purple gown and she looked gorgeous.

"How dare you break into the royal city!"

The Commanders of the six troops shot into the sky with a furious look.

They couldn't wait to crush Chen Fan. The six Commanders were responsible for guarding the nine gates of the royal city and protecting the safety of the people. And yet, Chen Fan broke through so easily, as if nobody was there, which left them completely stunned.

"Is this how the Zhao family treats their guests?"

Chen Fan flicked his fingers.

There came the sound of a sword.

The Tianming Sword turned into black waves which stretched for ten miles and hit the six Commanders. They quickly fell back with a frightened look. Even though they hadn't exerted themselves, Chen Fan's power had already gone beyond their collective power.

"Stop," Zhao Duluo yelled.

He parted from the crowd, repressing his anger and shock, and looked at the two cultivators in the sky.

"Mr. Chen Beixuan, the royal family always treats their guests well, but if you break into the royal city and hurt our guards, you don't really seem like a guest."

"You're Zhao Duluo, right? The Black Elder and White Elder told me that you're behind everything. I'm only doing what Zhu Jiushan did. He went to Old China Town and injured my Grand Elder. This is just a small punishment!" Chen Fan said.

"The Commanders of the nine troops are superior. How can you compare them with your elder? Xie Changying is only a Connate Cultivator. He's not even an ant to me," Zhao Duxuan grunted.

"How dare you humiliate us! Take this slap!" Chen Fan said with coldness in his eyes and he made a slapping motion with his right hand.

"Clap!"

Zhao Duxuan was knocked away by an invisible Qi Energy and a clear hand mark appeared on his face.

"Stth!"

At this moment.

Even the Sect Masters of the six Grotto-heavens were startled.

The slash just then was already astonishing, but this slap was completely beyond their imagination.

"The Sky Shifting Art. This is a cultivation art of the Xukong Grotto-heaven and only Perfected Cultivator Taixu can use it," someone murmured.

Everyone at the plaza was dumbfounded.

Chen Fan defeated the six Commanders and slapped Prince Zhao Duxuan; everyone was frightened.

"How arrogant!"

An old minister of the Royal Palace was enraged and his hands were shaking.

The royal family had ruled for thousands of years and no one had ever broken into the royal city. Many members of the royal family clenched their fists and their eyes almost spouted out fire. Chen Fan's slap seemed to have hit them as well.

Even so, many young people were in awe of Chen Fan.

"Brother Qi, Chen Beixuan is so powerful. He killed Zhu Jiushan and even came to the royal city. There's finally someone like Perfected Cultivator Juehan!" Zhang Ming exclaimed.

The representative of the Tianji Grotto-heaven didn't seem to hear him. He just stared at Chen Fan and murmured as he frowned, "This is impossible... Is he really not a Golden Core Cultivator? It's unbelievable!"

"How dare you slap me!"

Zhao Duxuan reacted a while after he had been slapped. He was instantly enraged. There was smoke billowing out of his head and his eyes turned red.

Even the Sect Masters of the six Grotto-heavens had to respect him, ever since he became a Golden Core Cultivator. And yet, Chen Fan slapped him in front of thousands of people; he was extremely furious..

"I'm going to kill you!"

Zhao Duxuan immediately rushed forward.

A beam of white light shot up from the Sky-Swallowing Palace towards Chen Fan. Before Zhao Duxuan arrived though, the air had become chilly and it suddenly began to snow.

"Hm!"

Chen Fan didn't even use the Tianming Sword. He just flicked his fingers gently.

"Boom!"

The white light froze as if it had been hit by an invisible hammer. Then, Zhao Duxuan turned into a shooting star, flashing a few kilometers away. A thousand-meter gully was formed and he destroyed over a hundred buildings before stopping.

This time.

Everyone could finally see how Chen Fan attacked.

Their shock was deepened.

The six Commanders might be a bit weaker, but Zhao Duxuan was an early-stage Golden Core Prince. Together with the blood of the Sky-Swallowing Python, he wouldn't be worse than the six Commanders, but he couldn't even resist one attack from Chen Fan.

"This man should be as powerful as Perfected Cultivator Taixu and the Ancestral Patriarch of the Ling family," Zhao Duluo said anxiously.

The Commanders were terrified. Chen Fan's power was totally different from what they had heard. No wonder he could kill Zhu Jiushan.

"Roar!"

A cry suddenly sounded from afar. Then, a white snake dozens of feet long flashed into the sky and then became a thousand-meter python.

The giant python was entirely white and was covered with cold scales. Its crimson eyes were staring at everyone as if they were its prey.

The Sky-Swallowing Python Dharma Form.

Zhao Duxuan had finally used the most powerful Divine Power of the Zhang family. Zhu Jiushan didn't have pure blood, while Zhao Duxuan's was extremely pure and powerful. The giant python opened its mouth as if it were going to swallow the world viciously.

Once the giant python appeared, millions of people in the city knelt on the ground and trembled. Even the cultivators were unable to withstand such a power; only Connate Overlords could remain standing.

"The blood of the Sky-Swallowing Python is divided into four levels, General Meaning, Blood Formation, Dharma Form and Transformation. Zhu Jiushan had reached the level of Dharma Form and is close to becoming the real Sky-Swallowing Python. Not even Zhu Jiushan can fight with him right now," the elder of a Grotto-heaven said seriously.

While people around him were about to speak, Chen Fan stomped his foot.

"Boom!"

A huge claw suddenly appeared in the sky. It was over a thousand meters long and was covered in black scales. It stepped on the white python like a pillar.

"Argh!"

The giant python screamed.

It was then smacked down on the ground, making an area within a hundred mile range shake and leaving an enormous pit. Countless citizens in the royal city ran in all directions.

When they fought, they were like two dinosaurs. Every move they made could cause heavy casualties.

"Elder Xue is only an ant in your eyes, but it may come as a surprise that you're also the same as an ant in mine," Chen Fan said.

The giant python under his foot cried and shook its tail and head, making mountains collapse and the ground crack. Everything in a few thousand meter radius became ruins. However, no matter how hard Zhao Duxuan tried, he couldn't lift the strong foot.

In the end, Chen Fan stomped and almost crushed all of Zhao Duxuan's organs.

Zhu Duxuan was on the edge of dying. He turned into a white python dozens of feet long. The power of the Xuan Wu's foot wasn't something an early-stage Golden Core Cultivator could withstand. Chen Fan could even kill Zhu Jiushan, not to mention a weaker cultivator like him.

"Stop!" Zhao Duluo shouted.

Zhao Duxuan was his brother after all. He couldn't watch him die. Zhao Duluo then said coldly, "Chen Beixuan, this is the royal city of the Beihan Region, not your Old China Town. Do you really want to humiliate the Zhao family in front of all the Grotto-heavens and the big families?"

"Yes, so what?"

Chen Fan stepped on the white python with a wicked smile.

Zhao Duluo flicked his sleeves and said coldly,"Let my brother go and leave immediately. Never come back to the Central State again and I'll spare your life. Otherwise, you'll die with all the Chinese."

Beams of light flashed from the outside and landed around Chen Fan.

Each light ray represented one Golden Core Perfected Cultivator. There were almost a hundred Golden Core Cultivators under the command of the Zhao family among thirty six states, the seventeen troops, the nine guards' divisions and the servants of the Beihan Region.

Chen Fan was surrounded at the moment by dozens of Golden Core Cultivators. They were all waiting to attack.

With so many Overlords around, even a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator would be frightened. Zhao Duluo knew that even the Grand Elder of the Xukong Sect or the Ancestral Patriarch of the Ling family would not be able to fight with dozens of Perfected Cultivators at the same time, let alone the fact that over ten of them were mid-stage Golden Core Cultivators.

"Haha."

Chen Fan only stomped gently.

"Crack."

Zhao Duxuan was instantly crushed. The true form of the Sky-Swallowing Python was like glass in front of the foot of the Xuan Wu. Its white scales, blood and flesh were scattered over the ground.

Chen Fan killed Prince Zhao Duxuan.

Nobody had expected to see this.

"Oh no, he's going to fight until he dies!"

Zhang Ming shook his head.

And Perfected Cultivator Golden Crow even started laughing.

"You!"

Zhao Duluo was enraged.

His entire body was trembling and he quickly closed his eyes to calm himself. When he opened his eyes again, they were full of viciousness.

"Kill him."

Zhao Duluo waved.

Dozens of Golden Core Cultivators were about to attack together and eliminate Chen Fan from the world. Chen Fan wasn't afraid at all; not even when facing so many strong enemies. He held Xiao Mang's hand and sneered.

"Stop! You're no match for him."

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.

Everyone looked back.

Sword King slowly turned around. His hair was white and he wasn't in his best condition anymore, but there was still viciousness in his eyes, like two swords.

Glaring at Chen Fan!

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

853 Splitting the Sky

The many Perfected Cultivators in the Royal Palace stopped because of what Sword King said. Not even the six Commanders were able to do something.

Sword King had ruled the Royal Palace for centuries and was known as the most powerful Overlord in the Beihan Region. Nobody dared to disobey him.

"Uncle, I can take him down," Zhao Duluo said.

Dozens of Perfected Cultivators, including ten mid-stage Golden Core Cultivators, with six troops and Overlords around the city should be enough to take down Chen Beixuan.

"Hm."

Sword King grunted and stared at Chen Fan.

The Sect Master of the Tianji Grotto-heaven then said, "Your Highness, you might be able to take him down, but what are you planning to sacrifice? How many Perfected Cultivators will die? Do you want to destroy the royal city and kill millions of people?"

"Well..."

Zhao Duluo hesitated.

If he destroyed the royal city and led to heavy casualties, his father would show up and tear him apart, and the other Sect Masters would definitely jeer at him.

"Besides, Chen Beixuan is a Grand Perfected Cultivator that can crush the air. Do you really think your people can defeat him? Such a powerful Perfected Cultivator can do whatever he wants, unless there's a Heavenly Lord's array here. Nobody can stop him other than the Overlords of the same level." The Sect Master of the Tianji Grotto-heaven shook his head.

Zhao Duluo turned pale.

He remembered how Chen Fan had slapped Zhao Duxuan which went across a few kilometers. The Sky-Swallowing Palace was protected by countless arrays and Zhao Duxuan was a Golden Core Perfected Cultivator with many Dharma Artifacts on him, but he had still been defeated by Chen Fan.

Such an Overlord indeed wasn't someone that could be killed that easily.

"Do you understand now? Go back and shut yourself in for fifty years. Don't ever come out until you become a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator," Sword King said coldly.

"Yes, uncle."

When Zhao Duluo bowed and was about to step back.

Chen Fan spoke.

"Zhao Duluo, you sent someone to besiege Old China Town and tried to kill me. I still have to settle the scores with you. How can you leave?"

Zhao Duluo immediately froze.

Sword King flicked his sleeves angrily and said to Chen Fan.

"Perfected Cultivator Chen, we didn't realize how powerful you were, but we know you're a Grand Perfected Cultivator now. We don't bear any grudges against you anymore and I'll just forget about what you did to the Prince, but please leave the royal city and never return to the Central State again."

Everyone else understood what Sword King meant immediately.

Sword King was acknowledging Chen Fan's power. He thought that Chen Fan could be on an equal footing with him and was comparable to a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator. The other three Grand Perfected Cultivators also had a similar deal with Sword King. They ruled their own areas and never interfered with one another.

"I'm sorry, but I'm a narrow-minded person. Whoever offends me must pay for what he did. If you hand over Zhao Duluo and ask Lord Beihan to come meet me, I might let the Zhao family go," Chen Fan said.

Even though Xiao Mang was nervous, she still burst into laughter.

She had never seen someone admitting he was narrow-minded. Chen Fan even said it so naturally.

"So, you're not planning to leave the royal city?" Sword King said.

"That's right!"

Chen Fan didn't hesitate at all.

"Fine, then don't," Sword King said and flicked his sleeve.

Swish.

An invisible sword swept across the sky and the air in a few kilometers was split. A long white mark appeared and the sword went towards Chen Fan with terrifying Sword Qi.

Sword King directly made an earth-shattering attack!

And yet, Chen Fan wasn't scared at all; he simply stuck out his thumb in the air.

"Whoosh."

A ray of black light flashed across the sky, then turned into a blade aura that clashed against the invisible sword.

"Boom!"

The air exploded.

There were horrific energy waves and the Essence Qi rolled as if there were a storm. The Sword Qi was spread in all directions. Their attacks were comparable to the most powerful nuclear bomb, which could turn everything in ten miles to ashes.

"Freeze."

Sword King frowned.

He stomped his foot gently and the Sword Qi in the world immediately froze. He then absorbed all the Sword Qi into his long sleeves and turned into a blade aura, shooting into the sky.

"I'll wait for you in the sky."

"Great!" Chen Fan replied and held Xiao Mang in his arms. He turned into a ray of black light and followed him.

The three of them disappeared in a blink, leaving everyone in the royal city looking at one another.

The Sect Master of the Tianji Grotto-heaven chuckled, then turned into a beam of light and went after them.

"This is an unprecedented battle. How could we miss it?"

The others also reached that decision. Many Sect Masters of the Grotto-heavens and the leaders from the prominent families flew into the sky. Almost all the guests were gone in a heartbeat.

Pale faced, Zhao Duluo smacked his hand down and crushed half of the plaza.

Chen Fan flew a hundred thousand feet up in the sky with Xiao Mang and saw a sun rising, making the sea of clouds golden in color.

And Sword King was standing on the top of the clouds with a sword in his hand.

"Chen Beixuan, you shouldn't be here."

Sword King looked at the sun and said calmly.

"This is the first time I've encountered a good component ever since I came to Planet Tianhuang. I've waited for this battle for so long." Chen Fan stretched his body.

In the past...

Chen Fan didn't even use half of his strength when he fought with Zhao Qingchen and the Barbaric Dragon God. Even Zhu Jiushan, he was only able to withstand a couple of attacks. Chen Fan was thrilled; it was fortunate to have met an opponent like Sword King. He wanted to know how far he could go.

"I grew up in a sword sect and started learning sword arts at the age of one. I became a Connate Cultivator at twenty five, formed a sixth-grade Golden Core at thirty and my sword arts reached the phenomenal success level at two hundred years old. I thought I was unstoppable, but I lost to someone immediately after an attack. Since then, I realized how big the world is. I told myself I'd never leave the Beihan Region if I haven't entered the Nascent Soul Level," Sword King said slowly as if Chen Fan was his close friend.

All the cultivators who flew to watch the battle were shocked.

A peerless talent like Sword King had once been defeated by someone with a sword. So, how powerful were the elites outside of the Beihan Region?

"Oh, really?"

Chen Fan didn't care at all.

"The Beihan Region is so small, but it makes you think this is the entire world. You have no idea how we're actually nothing compared to the real talents," Sword King said.

"I've always been a confident person. Even though I might not be as talented as they are, my strength is incomparable."

Chen Fan cracked a beaming smile.

He was so arrogant that even Xiao Mang was overwhelmed. The other members of the royal family grunted and looked disgusted.

"You're still young, so you certainly think that you're invincible. How can you succeed without encountering any difficulties?" Sword King shook his head and looked at Chen Fan with a pitiful face.

"If you had challenged me a hundred years later, I might not have been able to defeat you. But now, it's a piece of cake!"

Then.

A blade aura was shot out from the sword case carried on Sword King's back; it flew around the sky like a dragon. It cracked the air and shattered the sea of clouds. The blade aura then surrounded Sword King as if it had intelligence.

Sword King stood with coldness in his eyes.

"This is the Changliu Sword, a top superior-grade Spirit Treasure.

"I've only used it three times during my time in the Beihan Region. The first time, I slayed a monster in the North Sea. The second time, I defeated the Ancestral Patriarch of the Ling family. The third time, I suppressed the six Grotto-heavens.

"People always think that I'm as powerful as Lord Red Dragon, but they have no idea these cultivators can never be compared with the disciple of a Heavenly Sect. A sword... is enough for me to kill them all."

Then.

Sword King grabbed the blade aura and slashed.

"Crack!"

The hundred-mile sea of clouds was split.

An enormous, deep crack appeared in the clouds; the blade aura was like an unstoppable Divine Sword. The entire sky was broken.

After seeing the slash.

Thousands of cultivators were terrified.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 854 Defeating Sword King

How powerful was Sword King? Perhaps nobody knew other than Lord Beihan. The Sect Masters of the six Grotto-heavens and the Ancestral Patriarch of the Ling family were quite secretive about this topic.

A slash that was able to split the sea of clouds... Everyone finally knew how terrifying Sword King was.

The elder of Tianji Grotto-heaven said, "The Haotian Sword Sect is a legendary large sect right at the top on Planet Tianhuang. It dominates a few regions and has a few hundred thousand years of history. It's a Heavenly Sect that has the most powerful cultivation arts, which are something that we can never imagine."

The others were also in awe.

Compared to the legendary Haotian Sword Sect, even the vast Beihan Region seemed tiny. Sword King's slash was enough to suppress the entire Beihan Region and level the six Grotto-heavens.

"Brother, be careful," Xiao Mang yelled anxiously.

The beginning and end of the slash couldn't be seen. Nobody could imagine this was something a human created. There seemed to be a Deity splitting the world!

"Great!"

Chen Fan's eyes were glittering.

The three Divine Chains around his body broke at the same time.

Kun Peng, Thunder Loch and True Martial!

Three Essence Cores the size of a pigeon egg pulsed and Chen Fan's body was filled with three energies. He had never used the power of those three Essence Cores before. They were like three little suns that almost made his body explode. Their power was so strong that the sky almost cracked open.

"Open!"

Chen Fan shouted as his black hair fluttered in the wind.

Three beams of light appeared behind him, which were black, yellow and golden respectively. Those light rays turned into three territory layers that wrapped Chen Fan inside. Some crackling sounds were produced when the Sword Qi arrived and clashed against the three-colored territory.

Many black holes appeared and sucked in an endless amount of Sword Qi like a giant mouth.

Then, many immortals with a dragon head and a human body appeared inside the territory. They slashed with purple swords in their hands. Each sword looked very similar to the Thunder Divine Blade. In the end, a beam of golden light broke up the Sword Qi like a heavy hammer.

The Sword Qi was gradually dissipated under the attack of three Divine Powers.

"What kind of territory is that?"

Many onlookers widened their eyes.

Every Golden Core Cultivator had a unique territory because the cultivation art each of them practiced was different. Once the territory was established, the cultivator could use a similar Divine Power, but being able to attack with three different ones like Chen Fan did was unprecedented.

"Swallowing Power, Thunder Divine Force and a weird golden light. Three completely different energies merged together without conflicting one another. Is Chen Beixuan practicing three cultivation arts at the same time?"

Qi Feng frowned.

A lot of cultivators tried to practice different cultivation arts, but once they became Golden Core Cultivators, their core cultivation arts had to be pure or able to work in concert with each other, like Yin and Yang, the five elements, wind and thunder, light and shadow. Totally different energies couldn't be pulled together.

Everyone was confused. However, Sword King wasn't scared at all.

"Interesting," Sword King said as he flicked his fingers on the blade aura.

"Boom."

With every flick, a small sword was separated from the blade aura. After nine flicks, nine flying swords appeared. Those flying swords created nine long blade auras in the sky under the control of Sword King, then they flashed towards Chen Fan.

Swish!

Ten thousand feet didn't seem to exist in front of the nine flying swords; they had already arrived before Chen Fan in a blink of an eye.

Sword King's "Changliu Sword" had been formed with nine Spirit Treasures. No wonder it was so powerful.

"Boom!"

Chen Fan stood still.

The nine blade auras attacked the three-colored territory and made it shake violently. Each of the flying swords was like a shooting star, and as heavy as a mountain. In the end, the territory started to crack.

"Break!"

Then, Chen Fan couldn't wait anymore.

He first took out the "Dinghai Pearl" and pushed Xiao Mang away. He then clenched his fist and threw a punch. Three Dharma Forms, including the Kun Peng, the Thunder Loch and the Light Wheel, showed up behind him at the same time.

Chen Fan attacked with three Divine Forces together and knocked a flying sword away.

"Again!" Chen Fan shouted.

All of his punches swept a thousand feet and the world was full of Fist Qi.

And Sword King was like a musician, controlling every flying sword to attack from tricky angles as if he were playing the piano. Being able to control nine swords that easily was a clear indication of Sword King's might.

However, no flying sword could withstand Chen Fan's terrifying Fist Qi.

"Clang, clang, clang."

The nine flying swords were knocked off. Chen Fan rose higher in the air and rushed towards Sword King.

"Pretty good."

This time, Sword King was finally a bit impressed.

He tapped the sword case on his back and the nine flying swords flew back inside. Then, a more powerful blade aura was shot out.

"Take this!"

Sword King held the sword in his hand and slashed.

Crack!

The sky was split in half and the dimension cracked. Countless dimensional storms came out. The world was in chaos and Essence Qi roiled.

"Boom!"

Chen Fan punched the Changliu Sword, but the sword only vibrated slightly.

Three phantoms appeared behind Chen Fan and quickly exploded. He seemed to be overwhelmed by such a powerful energy and was pushed backwards. Even the three-color territory around him had been crushed.

Chen Fan fell back!

"Sword King is unstoppable!"

Many members of the royal family cheered.

The Sect Master of the Xuanming Grotto-heaven shook his head. "Sword King is a sixth-grade Golden Core Cultivator and has cultivated for almost a thousand years. He's much more powerful than normal peak-stage Golden Core Grand Perfected Cultivators. It's not wise to fight with him at all."

Even Qi Feng and Zhang Ming had to admit that Sword King was certainly extremely powerful.

"Chen Beixuan is too young after all."

Zhang Ming heaved a sigh.

Many people thought this battle already had a winner. Chen Fan hadn't even cultivated for a hundred years. How could he be compared to Sword King who had lived a thousand years?

"Break! Break!"

Sword King slashed thirty seven times and Chen Fan blocked them all. He was pushed back a hundred miles in the sea of clouds, before Sword King's Sword Qi dissipated. Xiao Mang was about to cry, after seeing how Chen Fan was being attacked.

But then, Chen Fan became stronger. He didn't run away from the thirty eighth punch, but went head to head with it.

"True Martial Divine Fist!"

A crackling noise sounded from within Chen Fan.

The terrifying Swallowing Power and the Thunder Divine Force turned into the purest True Martial Divine Force. Chen Fan was enveloped by a golden aura and a golden fire; his power didn't seem to be inferior to that of a Grand Perfected Cultivator.

Chen Fan then punched the Changliu Sword. This time, both Sword King and him fell back.

"You've become stronger again, and are now comparable to a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator. Your True Essence is even purer than my Sword Essence. Wonderful!"

Sword King's eyes brightened as if he had seen some treasures.

The Pure Essence Sword Qi turned all his True Essence into Haotian Sword Essence.

Haotian Sword Essence was extremely pure and was vastly superior when compared to normal True Qi. It could break mountains and crack Spirit Armors. The Haotian Sword Sect could run wild on Planet Tianhuang and suppress a region because of it. And yet, the True Martial Divine Force Chen Fan had was even purer than his Sword Essence. If his Sword Essence was a piece of wood, the True Martial Divine Force would be a diamond!

"I can't go head to head with it."

Sword King immediately made a decision. Beside his powerful True Essence, he was also known for his sword arts. Rumor had it that he had mastered nine hundred ninety nine sword arts.

"Starry Sword Art."

"Dipper Sword Art."

"Three Lives Sword Qi."

Sword King used eight sword arts at the same time. People had never seen or heard of any one of them, which were true eye-openers.

"Sword King indeed knows a lot of peerless sword arts."

The elder of a Grotto-heaven sighed.

The Sword Qi in the air cracked and turned into an ocean. Sword King was too powerful. His Sword Qi was like a sea of hurricanes. Many towering pillars of Sword Qi spinned in the world and shattered all the clouds in a hundred miles.

Many different sword arts hit Chen Fan, making him shake. The Three Lives Sword Qi could even control time. If Chen Fan didn't have the Azure Thearch Longevity Body, he would have become old and died.

"Get out of my way!"

Chen Fan was enraged by this Sword Qi attack. Layers of golden Blood Qi began to surge out of his body and turned into golden fire.

In the end, a giant golden light wheel showed up behind him. The shadow of the Kun Peng and the Thunder Loch appeared on it. The Dimensional Power and Thunder Divine Force twined around the light wheel and turned into the purest True Martial Divine Force.

Chen Fan controlled the Divine Force and threw a punch.

Once he made his move...

The world was reversed! The entire dimension cracked and became the center of a storm. Endless waves of debris from the dimension were rolled up and everyone had to fall back.

Chen Fan flashed to where Sword King was with his invincible body and punched the Changliu Sword.

"Boom!"

This invincible sword couldn't bear the Fist Qi and it turned back to nine flying swords which flashed in all directions. Sword King was also punched down from a hundred thousand feet in the sky, straight onto the ground like a shooting star.

Everyone froze, unable to believe what they had just seen.

Sword King lost?

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 855 Truly Invincible

Chen Fan knocked Sword King down from the sky in front of thousands of cultivators, as if he were destroying a legend. Many people couldn't believe the top cultivator in the Beihan Region had lost just like that.

"No, Sword King is way more powerful than that," said the Sect Master of the Xuanming Grotto-heaven.

The other Sect Masters also looked a bit terrified. They were the only ones who knew the true power of this invincible Overlord. He had suppressed the six Grotto-heavens all by himself. How powerful was that?

Every Sect Master could borrow the power of their Grotto-heaven; a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator could escalate in strength to that of a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator.

A peak-stage Golden Core Grand Perfected Cultivator could even go further and increase his power several times.

And yet, even such an Overlord would be unable to survive Sword King's slash. So, how was it possible that Sword King had lost? Chen Fan was only a bit stronger than a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator at the moment.

As expected.

The clouds several miles away were split and a Sword Qi was shot out. Sword King was standing on top of the clouds as his long hair fluttered; he didn't look defeated at all.

On the other hand.

There were some wounds on Chen Fan's body which had been caused by the Sword Qi. Even if those wounds could be healed quickly, Chen Fan had still lost blood and energy.

"You're pretty powerful. No wonder you're so confident. However, it's not enough to defeat the most outstanding elites on Planet Tianhuang, not to mention defeating me," Sword King said calmly and confidently.

"Really?"

Chen Fan smiled.

Golden Blood Qi ran around his body and the wounds were immediately healed. In a few seconds, Chen Fan was back in top shape. His body was crystal clear and extremely hard, just like a diamond.

"Stubborn."

Sword King shook his head and said with pity, "There are nine grades of Golden Cores! I forgot to tell you that I've only used the power of a normal inferior-grade Golden Core. Now, let me show you what a sixth-grade Golden Core is truly capable of."

An energy wave several times more powerful than the last one came out of Sword King's body; he stood there like a towering pillar.

The clouds in a hundred miles turned into a giant swirl with Sword King as the center.

He stood in the middle like a god.

But this wasn't the end. Sword King stretched out his hand and the nine blade auras flew back from afar and reached his palm again.

"The Changliu Sword is a superior-grade Spirit Treasure of my sect. When our Ancestral Master made it, he placed three layers of seals on it. When they're fully initiated, its complete power will be released. I've only opened one layer so far."

Buzz!

Sword King flicked his fingers.

The nine flying swords vibrated violently at the same time. Their seven-inch bodies suddenly grew to a three feet long size. There seemed to be nine complete Changliu Swords floating around Sword King.

Nine strands of Sword Qi rose and turned into a pillar with nine colors.

There were nine, completely different energies surrounding Sword King, including metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, Yin and Yang. This superior-grade Spirit Treasure had been formed by nine flying swords with different attributes and they flew around one another in the air.

"Even though I've learned more than nine hundred sword arts, those are only some of the less powerful ones. The only art I've practiced for a thousand years is the 'Xuantian Sword Art' of the Haotian Sword Sect! It's one of the three top secret arts of my sect and it can be used to kill a Nascent Soul Cultivator when the phenomenal success level is completed!"

After Sword King spoke.

The nine flying swords in front of him let out some buzzing sounds. They then gathered and became a burst of purple blade aura a thousand feet long. Sword King held the blade aura as a terrifying energy rose to the sky.

"Xuantian Sword Art!"

Sword King's voice shook the land in a thousand mile radius.

Before the Sword Qi arrived, the energy had already cracked the sky. A dimension gap appeared before Sword King and extended to where Chen Fan was. Everyone found this fascinating.

There was a hole in the sky and endless energy was leaking out of it. Sword King hadn't even made an attack and the dimension had already cracked. He even broke the other worlds. Layers of energy from different worlds remained there and started to let out beams of colorful light, as if the gate to Heaven had been opened.

A sixth-grade Golden Core!

The power of a superior-grade Spirit Treasure.

The secret sword art of a supreme sword sect.

When Sword King slashed with this power, everyone finally understood why he could rule the Beihan Region.

This slash had gone past time. Chen Fan and everything in a hundred feet around him froze. He couldn't even move a finger, not to mention the Essence Qi.

"He's controlling the dimension!"

Sword King's slash had a bit of controlling power.

The Sect Master of Xuanming Grotto-heaven sighed and said, "We lost back then because of this sword!"

The other four Sect Masters were also terrified. Their painful experience where they lost to Sword King back then had come to their minds. Such powerful sects with countless treasures and thousands of disciples—together with the power of the entire Grotto-heavens—had not been enough to stop him.

Sword King cracked open the Grotto-heaven and separated the two worlds. Then, he left after defeating all his enemies.

The sword aura was frightening everyone.

Xiao Mang immediately turned pale and was completely speechless. She felt as if her heart were being squeezed by something. The bodies of many weaker cultivators and those who were close to the battlefield shattered into pieces and became blood mist. Only Golden Core Cultivators had barely escaped.

The energy of the Xuantian Sword Art had already spread through a ten mile radius.

Anyone who was sucked into the territory would be attacked.

"He's too powerful. He's too powerful. This isn't a sword art from the human world. It belongs to a Deity. Sword King is comparable to a Nascent Soul Cultivator right now and even those peerless elites on the Longevity Roll are weaker than him."

Qi Feng was terrified.

"Brother Qi, who do you think will win? Does Perfected Cultivator Chen have a chance of winning?" Zhang Ming asked anxiously. He supported Chen Fan more.

"Even a peak-stage Golden Core Grand Perfected Cultivator would die with that slash, let alone Chen Beixuan! He's no doubt going to die, unless Sword King holds back and doesn't kill him."

Qi Feng shook his head.

Everyone else also thought Chen Fan would lose.

Perfected Cultivator Golden Crow and the members of the royal family were already wide eyed, clenching their fists and ready to celebrate.

The three-color territory broke layer by layer. Before the purple blade aura arrived, its terrifying energy had already reached Chen Fan.

Chen Fan suddenly burst into laughter.

He had never laughed so brightly and happily! People were completely confused and Sword King's heart fell.

Chen Fan looked at Sword King and said, "You were hiding your strength! What a coincidence... Me too!"

Then, two more Divine Chains around his body cracked and two forces several times more powerful surged out.

If the three little Essence Cores were three nuclear reactors.

Those two Essence Cores were like two suns! They were sending out an endless energy. The shadow of the Xuan Wu and a Chaotic Divine Tree appeared behind Chen Fan, complementing the other three shadows.

Five Essence Cores combined together perfectly and formed a strange pentagon.

"Boom!"

When these five Essence Cores spinned together, the air cracked and the frozen dimension melted before Chen Fan.

Then—

That energy which could injure a Nascent Soul Cultivator was making a screeching sound when it clashed with Chen Fan's body. There were five rays of light around Chen Fan and they formed a halo that was immensely bright and indestructible.

In the end.

Chen Fan threw a punch and the blade aura was shattered.

"How is that possible?"

Not only the onlookers, even Sword King was startled.

The Sword Qi that could kill a peak-stage Golden Core Grand Perfected Cultivator couldn't even hurt Chen Fan a bit. This was unbelievable! Sword King had never seen such powerful energy in anyone. He would only feel this irresistible power when he was facing the most unpredictable Ancestral Patriarch of his sect.

"I told you the world might be large for you, but it's way too small for me! The elites and talents are only a joke.

"I can crush everything if I want!"

Chen Fan moved forward with hands behind his back.

He was enveloped in a five-color aura as he walked towards Sword King.

No matter how many times Sword King slashed, the purple blade aura was blocked by the five-color aura covering Chen Fan. In the end, Chen Fan stomped his foot gently.

Everything in a ten thousand feet radius, including all the onlookers and Sword King, froze in the dimension; they couldn't move a single bit. All of them looked startled.

Then, Chen Fan raised his finger and poked gently.

"Poof!"

In almost the very second he raised his hand, he had poked Sword King's forehead across ten thousand meters. Sword King was astonished; his entire body together with the Sword Essence inside exploded. He became a puff of blood mist and disappeared from the world.

He froze the air and killed Sword King with one finger!

It seemed effortless for him.

The world was silent.

Everyone was stunned!

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

856 One Against a Hundred

Sword King died?

All the onlookers couldn't believe it at all. The Sect Masters of the six Grotto-heavens and the leaders of many families were stunned into silence. Sword King had already used the "Xuantian Sword Art" and not even ordinary peak-stage Golden Core Cultivators would have been able to survive it.

But Chen Fan had killed him with just a finger.

Did this mean that Chen Fan had become more powerful than a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator?

"A Nascent Soul Cultivator or above that?"

Such a thought immediately came to everyone's minds.

Many people were startled. A Nascent Soul Cultivator was also called Heavenly Lord, who was someone that could live a long life and stand at the top of the entire Planet Tianhuang. As for a cultivator above the Nascent Soul Level, there might not be even one on the whole planet.

Prince Zhao Duluo was devastated. He didn't want to believe it.

Sword King was the most powerful trump card of the Royal Palace. If he died, how could they fight with Chen Fan? Perfected Cultivator Golden Crow turned pale and was trembling.

Only Xiao Mang jumped excitedly with joy all over her face.

She was being protected by the Dinghai Pearl; not even a Nascent Soul Cultivator could break through it easily, let alone a Golden Core Cultivator.

"He won? Just like that?"

Zhang Ming couldn't believe what he had seen.

"He has indeed won. I've heard my elders talk about the Xuantian Sword Art before. It's a supreme art of the Haotian Sword Sect. After practicing it to the highest level, one can harm a Nascent Soul Cultivator with a Golden Core Body. Only the core disciples have the chance to practice it. If even the Xuantian Sword Art lost, I'm afraid Sword King will never be able to turn the tides even if he survives."

Qi Feng shook his head.

Everyone around them also looked serious.

Sword King was the most powerful cultivator in the Beihan Region and was a disciple of a Heavenly Sect, but he had lost to Chen Fan because of one poke. So, who else in the Beihan Region could fight against Chen Fan? The mysterious Lord Beihan? The members of the royal family were about to escape immediately.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a thundercloud in the sky.

Once it appeared, it expanded swiftly and covered a ten mile radius in a heartbeat. There were claps of thunder and many thunderbolts struck down. A terrifying energy fell from the sky, frightening countless Connate Cultivators and even Golden Core Cultivators wore serious faces.

"What's going on?"

While everyone was still in shock, they saw this phenomenon and became terrified.

"Why does it feel like a Golden Core Thunder Tribulation? But I've never heard of such a large one. It's expanded over a hundred mile range in a few seconds and it's not even stopping. Also, there are all kinds of Divine Thunders in there."

"The Five Elements Thunder, the Demon Divine Thunder, the Purple Divine Thunder, the Sky Fire Divine Thunder... Oh God, there are dozens of them. Any Core Formation Cultivator would die going through this Thunder Tribulation. In our case, maybe we could probably survive no more than a few strikes," an elder said.

A few thousand Connate Cultivators had already flown down. Their bodies were shaking when they were just standing below the thundercloud, as if the apocalypse were coming.

Only the Golden Core Overlords could stand, but they were also frightened.

"Wait, look! Something's wrong with Chen Beixuan..." someone yelled.

Everyone looked over and saw Chen Fan surrounded by five-color glitters. There were violent energy waves around him, as if he was about to shoot into the sky. He was trying to repress the energy while five Divine Chains twined around his body.

"He's the one who brought the Thunder Tribulation here. He's going to enter the Nascent Soul Level!" the leader of the Violent Apes shouted.

Many Golden Core Cultivators glared at him. Rather than the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation, this looked more than some peerless Spirit Treasure having been completed.

"No matter what, we should attack together while we still have a chance. Otherwise, we're all going to die," Prince Zhao Duluo said coldly.

The eyes of many members of the royal family brightened and the leaders of a lot of families were in awe. Chen Fan was too strong. They wouldn't give up any opportunity to eliminate him.

"Whoosh."

In the end, over twenty Overlords of the royal family, together with those from the four powerful families and five races, made a joint attack. There were almost fifty Golden Core Cultivators in total. Only the cultivators from the six Grotto-heavens were just watching.

The elder of the Xuanming Grotto-heaven said, "Sect Master, let's go!"

"Hm, what's in it for us? We will still have to deal with Lord Beihan if we kill Chen Beixuan. Besides, can't you see that those from the Tianji Grotto-heaven are standing still? Is it really that satisfying to kill Chen Beixuan?"

Their Sect Master grunted.

He had already devised a plan in his mind. The Grand Elder's disciple, Lin Wuhua, seemed to be close to Chen Fan and she even asked to protect those two girls from Zhuyan City. If Chen Fan survived this time, he would try to establish a good relationship with him afterwards.

"Boom!"

Over fifty Golden Core Cultivators attacked at the same time. The power of a Golden Core Cultivator was comparable to that of a nuclear weapon; fifty Golden Core Cultivators attacking was like fifty nuclear bombs exploding in unison. Even the dimension was overwhelmed and it started to crack. The clouds in a hundred mile range were also rolling.

"How dare you!" Chen Fan said furiously.

In order to kill Sword King, he had gotten rid of the five Divine Chains and had momentarily tapped into his full strength. The five Essence Cores were indeed powerful; even a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator like Sword King was unable to survive an attack.

Still, it had caused a Golden Core Thunder Tribulation afterwards. Without the Deception Art, the Thunder Tribulation would arrive quickly. Chen Fan had to cast that spell again.

"Do you think you can kill me just because you have more cultivators? Looks like you've lost your mind."

Chen Fan stopped casting spells and initiated his Essence Cores.

"Boom!"

The five Essence Cores—Xuanming, Azure Thearch, Kun Peng, Thunder Loch and True Martial—started to vibrate. The Xuan Wu, the Chaotic Divine Tree, the Kun Peng, the immortal with a dragon head and the golden light wheel appeared behind Chen Fan, turning into a five-colored aura that enveloped him. The world was immediately filled with a terrifying energy.

The air froze again.

Dimension Control!

The fifty Golden Core Overlords couldn't move at all, not even look up.

Chen Fan started sweating.

Freezing dozens of Golden Core Cultivators at the same time was a heavy burden for him.

"Quick!"

Chen Fan looked at the Thunder Tribulation and immediately pulled out the Tianming Sword.

"Swish!"

The Tianming Sword, initiated with the True Essence of Chen Fan's five Essence Cores, grew to the size of a hundred feet and slashed, creating a large gap in the sky. A few Golden Core Cultivators were torn into pieces by the Xuanming Qi and couldn't even resist.

The Sword Qi surge was like a swarm of dragons; each of them killed one Golden Core Cultivator.

In a blink, ten Golden Core Cultivators died and the energy of the slash was finally used up after the eleventh one. When Chen Fan was about to slash again, he suddenly frowned.

"Boom!"

Everyone felt like the frozen dimension had suddenly melted.

"What's going on?"

Zhao Duluo and the others wondered.

While they were watching in terror as Chen Fan killed the Golden Core Cultivators like slaughtering pigs, they could move again.

"Look, the Thunder Tribulation has expanded again," the leader of the Chu family yelled.

Everyone looked up and saw the Thunder Tribulation had expanded to a three hundred mile radius. It was still enlarging quickly and the thunderclouds had even descended a few hundred feet.

"He's repressing his energy. He doesn't want to go through the Thunder Tribulation now. If he uses his full power, the Thunder Tribulation will get even bigger," Zhao Duluo's eyes brightened. "Don't hold back. Attack together and force him to use his full strength. The Thunder Tribulation will crush him after that."

Everyone was shocked.

They all used to be Core Formation Cultivators, so they certainly knew the characteristics of the Thunder Tribulation. Once it was formed, nobody could get away from it. Although the five-colored thundercloud was a hundred times more powerful than the normal one, the same principle was applied.

"Attack!"

The Commander of the Pixiu Guards rushed forward first.

If Chen Fan survived, none of the people in the Royal Palace would be able to escape, so they were the most aggressive.

"Hm?"

Chen Fan frowned.

Most of his energy had been stored in his five Essence Cores and he could only draw a small amount. Even so, normal Golden Core Cultivators were still no match for him.

"Swish!"

Chen Fan poked with his finger.

A beam of azure light hit the Commander of the Pixiu Guards. The Commander spurted out blood and was knocked away. His ribs were fractured.

But Zhao Duluo and the others looked thrilled.

"He was able to kill Sword King with one finger before, but he can't even kill a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator now. Something's wrong. We should work together. Break his spells and force him to go through the Thunder Tribulation."

Zhao Duluo waved.

Then, the remaining forty Golden Core Cultivators flashed towards Chen Fan from all directions.

Sword Qi, Divine Flame, Chilly Thunder, Spirit Treasures... All sorts of Divine Powers and Dharma Spells shattered half of the clouds in the sky and a giant hole was formed.

Billions of people in the royal city and the entire Central State saw lights intertwining and heard claps of thunder, as if there was a battle between the gods.

"Poof."

Chen Fan attacked continuously and broke the Dharma Spells.

However, he couldn't fight with so many cultivators at the same time after all; eight Spirit Treasures hit him, knocking him a thousand feet backwards. His body then sent out countless beams of light and shook violently. The phenomenal-success Divine Body seemed to be a bit overwhelmed.

"You're going to die!"

Chen Fan was finally enraged and there was a glint of viciousness in his eyes. "I can kill you easily even without the Essence Cores."

Then, his hands tore the sky apart and he went into a dimension, disappearing from the world.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 857 Killing Everyone

The five Essence Cores had almost reached the peak stage, so it was easy for them to bring about the Thunder Tribulation. Even so, Chen Fan also had his Divine Body as well, aside from the Essence Cores!

He had been able to fight with Golden Core Cultivators ever since his Azure Thearch Longevity Body had reached the phenomenal success level. After a year of cultivation, his body had become more powerful, especially after he completed the Xuan Wu Divine Form.

Every time he completed one of the Twelve Sky Art Paintings, he did not only get all kinds of Divine Powers and Dharma Spells, his body and Divine Soul would also become stronger. Chen Fan could at the moment beat up a Golden Core Cultivator and step on a Perfected Cultivator without using any Dharmic Power.

"Whoosh."

He tore the sky apart, swayed his body and immediately disappeared, avoiding dozens of powerful attacks.

"Oh no, he's using the Air-crushing Art." Everyone was startled.

"Swish."

A crystal clear hand that seemed to be made of jade suddenly appeared behind the Lord of the Yun State. His Immortal Will noticed it and he was about to take evasive action.

But then, that hand had already gone through his Four Righteousness Protection Aura and gently touched his chest.

He then pushed.

"Boom!"

The Golden Core Body of the Lord of the Yun State exploded. His Divine Soul let out a cry; he was trying to escape with the Golden Core, but Chen Fan grabbed it and stored it inside the Blade Strengthening Gourd.

After that, Chen Fan hid away from the sky again. The next second, he showed up above the General of one of the seventeen troops. His feet were full of golden Blood Qi and they let out rays of golden light. He immediately stomped on the head of the General.

In a blink, two Golden Core Cultivators had died.

The Ancestral Patriarch of the Huang family yelled, "Spread out! Open your territories and let out your Dharma Forms. Be careful."

The Huang family was one of the eight powerful families in the region. Rumor had it that the members of the family carried the blood of the Void Beasts. Even though the Void Beasts weren't Nascent Soul Beasts, they could travel between worlds and live inside dimension passages.

So, cultivators of the Huang family generally had some dimensional powers. Their Ancestral Patriarch could even teleport within a small distance, but this was far weaker than Chen Fan's ability to tear the sky apart.

Although such an ability was powerful, it was difficult to attack extra vigilant Golden Core Cultivators. When their territories were opened, Chen Fan would be spotted immediately once he showed up inside.

"You know quite a lot."

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and stared at the Ancestral Patriarch of the Huang family, giving him a chill down his spine.

The next second, Chen Fan appeared behind an elder of the Chu family. This time, the elder opened his territory beforehand creating a sea of Dragon Qi with thousands of dragons roaring in a thousand feet range.

The elder had already reacted when Chen Fan showed up ten feet away from him. Hundreds of golden dragons flew towards Chen Fan. He fell back and used the Dharma Treasure in his hand at the same time.

"It's useless."

Chen Fan stepped forward.

He got rid of the dragons easily and he split the territory in a blink, appearing in front of the elder of the Chu family. His hand shone bright like the sun as he slapped the elder, smashing his upper body.

Countless splashes of golden blood and broken pieces of golden bones flew everywhere.

After that, Chen Fan was like a skulking assassin. He moved dozens of miles away, arriving before a cultivator in the next second.

Those he chose were all early-stage Golden Core Cultivators. With the power of his phenomenal-success Divine Body, killing them was a piece of cake, but it was hard for him to deal with mid-stage Golden Core Cultivators.

"Damn it!"

The Commander of the Pixiu Guards was enraged.

In ten seconds, Chen Fan had killed a dozen Golden Core Cultivators. A lot of Lords had died and the leaders of the strong families and races were terrified.

"Tell all the early-stage Golden Core Cultivators to leave. We'll stay here," Zhao Duluo said coldly.

Many Perfected Cultivators immediately turned into beams of light and ran away after hearing that. In the end, only the six commanders, the leaders of three families and four strong races stayed. The others either escaped or died.

"How would you be able to escape?"

Chen Fan walked in the sky as if he were taking a stroll in the garden.

A hundred miles was just a step for a phenomenal-success Divine Body. No matter how fast the Perfected Cultivators were and what powers they used, they couldn't be faster than the Air-crushing Art.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Chen Fan killed seven Golden Core Cultivators at once.

In the end, he finally stopped after those people ran more than a hundred miles away.

"Chen Beixuan, you might be able to kill those early-stage Golden Core Cultivators, but you have to exert yourself to deal with us," said the Commander of the Pixiu Guards.

An early-stage and a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator were completely different.

An early-stage cultivator with a ninth-grade Golden Core couldn't even fight with a mid-grade cultivator with a second-grade Golden Core. There was a huge difference between them. Even though Chen Fan's phenomenal-success Divine Body was powerful, he could only fight against two mid-grade Golden Core Cultivators.

"Boom!"

The Ancestral Patriarch of the Huang family even took out a secret treasure.

That was a pearl covered with azure glitter. It floated in the air and let down rays of light, which shone over the sky. Everyone saw that the sky seemed to have turned into glass and someone was flashing swiftly inside the dimension.

"This is the Heavenly Eye Pearl. It was made with the left eye of a Void Beast by our ancestor. You can see all the treasures, humans and creatures behind the dimension... Nothing can escape its detection," said the Ancestral Patriarch of the Huang family.

The leader of the Violent Apes chuckled and said, "Chen Beixuan, let's see where you can hide this time."

Once Chen Fan showed up, a dozen attacks aimed his way. The mid-stage Golden Core Cultivators were powerful enough to crack the sky; Chen Fan had to hide in the dimension again.

After a few times, Zhao Duluo was a bit anxious. He frowned and said, "Perfected Cultivator Huang, is there any way we can lock the dimension so he can't escape?"

The Ancestral Patriarch of the Huang family said with sweat all over his face, "Your Highness, locking the dimension is a Divine Power only a Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord has. Even my ancestors can't do so, not to mention myself."

Chen Fan attacked again.

This time, there was a rusty, broken copper sword in his hand. It was two and a half feet long and was covered with black blood stains. It had no Dharma Power at all, so it wasn't even comparable to a normal Dharma Artifact, let alone Spirit Treasures and Spirit Artifacts.

"He's planning to attack us with that broken thing? Even if I stand still, he might not be able to hurt me." The leader of the Violent Apes cracked a smile.

The Violent Apes were among the Top Ten and they were known for their viciousness and strength.

The leader of the Violent Apes, Violent Ape King, was ten feet tall and brawny. Its black, shiny hair was harder than steel and no Spirit Treasure could harm it.

Then, Chen Fan suddenly appeared with the sword and slashed at the Violent Ape King.

"Get out of my way!"

Violent Ape King didn't even open its territory as it tried to grab Chen Fan with its bare hands.

"Boom!"

Its hand cracked like a piece of tofu as it touched the broken sword. Chen Fan then turned into a beam of azure light with the sword and quickly flashed across the sky, cutting Violent Ape King's right hand off.

"Argh!"

There were splashes of blood in the sky and Violent Ape King screamed. It covered its arm and stepped back with a startled look. No one had ever hurt it before, except the peak-stage Golden Core Grand Perfected Cultivators. And then, someone had cut off its hand with a broken sword.

Chen Fan slashed three more times and severed Violent Ape King's limbs. Then, he stabbed its head and crushed the Golden Core.

Violent Ape King died.

Everyone was terrified.

"Fall back," the Commander of the Pixiu Guards yelled.

But it was too late. With the sword, Chen Fan was like an assassin with a dagger or a soldier with a gun. He was beyond ten times more powerful. He traveled across dimensions and killed someone every time he showed up.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Everyone attacked together, but Chen Fan dodged to avoid them countless times.

Even though they could see Chen Fan, they couldn't stop him. They were all alone when facing Chen Fan.

Even though the broken sword might still be asleep, it was the sword of Heaven's Equal after all. It was a Heavenly Treasure, not something a Golden Core Body or ordinary Spirit Treasures and Spirit Armors could resist.

"Crack."

After Chen Fan split the Commander of the Pixiu Guards and his golden spear in half, the remaining Golden Core Cultivators couldn't hang on anymore and they decided to escape.

"I told you, you can't run away from me," Chen Fan said with viciousness in his eyes.

He first held the "Heavenly Eye Pearl" in his arms, then appeared behind the Ancestral Patriarch of the Huang family. The Ancestral Patriarch was highly sensitive to the activities inside the dimension, so he immediately teleported a hundred feet using his talent.

"You might be able to teleport once, but can you teleport a hundred times?"

Chen Fan sneered.

He was right behind the Ancestral Patriarch of the Huang family.

Two azure men flashed quickly between dimensions. After teleporting seven times, the Ancestral Patriarch was finally exhausted and he stopped for a bit.

Chen Fan then stabbed him in the head and destroyed his Divine Soul.

After watching the Ancestral Patriarch of the Huang family die, the last few cultivators were terrified and began to run. Zhao Duluo even hoped to grow a pair of wings.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Chen Fan killed three powerhouses in a heartbeat and immediately went after Zhao Duluo. If the last commander hadn't tried to stop him, Zhao Duluo would have died.

When Chen Fan killed the commander, Zhao Duluo had already hidden in the royal city.

"Zhao Duluo, come here to die."

Chen Fan floated above the royal city with a broken sword as he looked down with cold eyes.

He had killed dozens of Golden Core Cultivators, and there were countless bodies and arms cut off behind him. The sky was red; it even started raining blood, as if a fiend had had made and appearance in the world.

The cultivators around the city were speechless.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 858 Break the Galaxy

"Did Chen Beixuan win?"

Many Qi Refinement Cultivators could only watch the battle in the city. They saw thousands of Connate Cultivators running back and many Golden Core Ancestral Patriarchs return with terrified looks. Even Prince Zhao Duluo had made a quick escape.

A ridiculous thought came to everyone's mind.

"How is that possible? How would dozens of Perfected Cultivators, Sword King and the Royal Palace lose to Chen Beixuan?"

Many cultivators witnessed this in utter disbelief.

Chen Fan was only a newbie who had just entered the Golden Core Level in their eyes. However, he was already able to suppress the Zhao family.

The Sect Masters of the six Grotto-heavens were also terrified.

Chen Fan's power had gone beyond everyone's imagination. He might even be stronger than the legendary Lord Beihan.

"We should have attacked earlier. Nobody knows if Chen Beixuan is more vicious than Lord Beihan." The Sect Master of the Xukong Grotto-heaven frowned.

"It's too late. Half of the royal family has been injured. I'm not sure if they can resist Chen Beixuan."

The Sect Master of the Tianji Grotto-heaven shook his head.

"Really? Not even Sword King would be able to break the royal city's arrays. Unless Chen Beixuan is a Heavenly Lord, it'll be too difficult for him to crush the arrays that have been protecting the Zhao family for thousands of years."

The other Sect Masters doubted.

"Haha."

The Sect Master of the Tianji Grotto-heaven laughed, refraining to comment.

Everyone around him was shocked.

"Quick, quick! Initiate all the arrays and ask all our elders to join in. This is a life or death moment of the Zhao family," Zhao Duluo said anxiously.

The Royal Palace had been established in the royal city for thousands of years and they were extremely powerful.

Many layers of rune curtains let out a thunderous sound, as they enveloped the entire royal city. Those rune curtains were spread through a hundred mile range. Some of them had glitters that corresponded to the stars in the sky, some had eighteen white pythons, some had five pillars that locked the air, while others...

There were eighteen arrays in total.

The Starry Array, the Python Spirit Array, the Five Reincarnation Array... Each of them was different, separately being powerful enough to resist attacks of a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator. They had all been formed by Grandmasters. Not even a Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord would be able to break the eighteen arrays easily.

Once the arrays were initiated, Zhao Duluo heaved a sigh and looked relieved.

He looked at Chen Fan and said sincerely, "Perfected Cultivator Chen, I admire you. Everything that happened before was just a misunderstanding. I'll immediately ask someone to send all the families back to Zhuyan City and make the Chinese the top race of the Beihan Region. I'll also offer you tons of Spirit Treasures and Spirit Stones to compensate for your loss and as an apology."

Zhao Duluo had to be humble.

Although the eighteen arrays were strong, they needed a lot of Spirit Qi. Even if the royal city was located above countless Spirit Veins and could get a large amount of Spirit Qi anytime, the arrays couldn't be kept active all the time.

If Chen Fan stayed outside the gate for three years, half of the people in the royal city would be starved to death.

"Hm?"

Chen Fan frowned and clenched his fist.

His muscles moved and there seemed to be an energy that went from his feet through his stomach. His spine was like a bow and his fist was the arrow.

"Boom!"

Chen Fan threw a punch.

His fist sent out beams of light and the powerful energy formed a golden light ray, flashing towards the royal city like a dragon. The punch carried the energy of the entire phenomenal-success Divine Body; even a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator would be killed by it. It was comparable to an attack of a Grand Perfected Cultivator.

But when it hit the curtain of runes—

The eighteen array layers merely shook a bit and nothing else happened, except for some visible ripples.

"Perfected Cultivator Chen, the arrays of the city were formed by top Grandmasters from the central region of Planet Tianhuang. Countless materials, treasures and thousands of Spirit Stones were used to make these arrays. If you were a Nascent Soul Cultivator, we wouldn't be able to withstand your attacks and we would immediately surrender.

"But you're apparently still far from entering the Nascent Soul Level. Why don't we just sit down and negotiate?"

Zhao Duluo was still sincere and smiling.

Chen Fan grunted and launched sixteen extra punches. The last one was even made with the True Martial Divine Fist. It turned into a golden wheel that clashed against the arrays, breaking three layers at once.

And yet, those three layers immediately closed up again.

Those arrays were rooted in the Spirit Veins below the royal city and had endless energy. Chen Fan would have to destroy the Spirit Veins of the entire Central State, or he would be unable to fight against a city by himself.

Zhao Duluo was still trying to convince Chen Fan.

"Whoosh!"

Chen Fan didn't attack anymore. He landed on a hill outside the city, closed his eyes and started initiating the Deception Art to draw back the True Essence inside his body.

While everyone in the city was confused by his actions...

They saw five Divine Chains appear on his body. As time passed, they became more and more concrete. The thundercloud in the sky seemed to have lost its target and began to shrink.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

About half a day later.

Dong.

The Divine Chains suddenly disappeared, as well as the thundercloud. It became sunny again and Chen Fan finally opened his eyes.

He stood there calmly with his black hair fluttering in the wind. There was no energy on his body at all, as if he were an ordinary person.

"Oh no!"

Zhao Duluo's heart sank.

Then, Chen Fan said, "Zhao Duluo, if you come out, kneel before me and pay off the debt with your life, I'll spare the Zhao family."

Zhao Duluo was still smiling.

"It wasn't such a big deal. Why do we have to come to this point? Please get inside and we'll talk this through."

"Do you think you can resist me with these arrays?" Chen Fan said as he pulled out the broken sword, "Fine, let me show you how I crush your turtle shell."

Clang!

There came the sound of a dragon. Chen Fan pulled out the copper sword inch by inch, while many elders of the Zhao family looked at him with disdain.

The sword had a common appearance; it had no power at all. It wasn't even comparable to the most ordinary Dharma Artifacts. It was impossible to break the arrays with this sword.

"I guess the sword will be broken before he makes his attack."

"Does he think that he can shatter the world so easily like a Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord?"

"Chen Beixuan isn't skilled enough."

Many Overlords of the royal family shook their heads.

Only Zhao Duluo frowned. He had seen the broken sword in Chen Fan's hand. Even though it looked simple, it was extremely sharp; not even the top Spirit Armors could withstand a slash.

"But our arrays are made with Spirit Qi. They'll keep closing up, unless Chen Beixuan can slash open the eighteen array layers at once. He's not a Nascent Soul Cultivator, so he's not powerful enough to do so." Thinking of this, Zhao Duluo was relieved.

"Clank."

The moment when Chen Fan pulled out the copper sword.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering energy wave was swept through a few hundred miles.

With Chen Fan as the center, the ground on a ten mile radius was cracked and the Sword Qi on the broken sword turned into a beam of light that shot up to a hundred thousand feet in the sky. Even people a thousand miles away could see this pillar of Sword Qi.

It was much more powerful than an attack of a Golden Core Cultivator.

Countless people's eyes popped out.

Along with a crackling sound—

The rust on the broken sword fell off and the shiny blade was exposed. It was made with the brightest gold and it let out beams of light. This wasn't a mere broken sword, but a peerless Deity Sword.

"Chatter."

The Sect Master of the Tianji Grotto-heaven widened his eyes and was grinding his teeth. "A Heavenly... Heavenly Treasure?"

Everyone was stunned.

Heavenly Treasures were the most powerful among all the Spirit Treasures and were also known as Supreme Spirit Treasures. Only peerless Heavenly Lords could make them.

Every Heavenly Treasure could suppress a region or a sect, and there wasn't even one in the Beihan Region. Only the oldest sects in the legends had Heavenly Treasures. So, who would have thought that the broken sword Chen Fan had was a Heavenly Treasure?

"This is the 'Sky-severing Sword.' It's the sword of Heaven's Equal, the ancestor of the Chinese. He blocked the Path of Heaven and defeated countless enemies using this sword. Today, I'll break your arrays and eliminate the Zhao family with it!"

Chen Fan held the sword before him and closed his eyes.

The slash that blocked the Path of Heaven appeared in front of Chen Fan's eyes.

He seemed to have traveled across time, to witness how Heaven's Equal had produced that slash thousands of years in the past. Countless sword art wonders, the spin of True Essence, the movement of Dharma Power and secrets of Sword Qi appeared in Chen Fan's mind.

Chen Fan slashed gently.

"Break the galaxy!"

At that moment, the five Essence Cores were pulsing in unison. All of Chen Fan's anger, everything he had endured since he had reached Planet Tianhuang and every pain the Chinese had suffered were all imbued in the sword.

After that slash—

The world was separated. On one side, there was a bright starry sky, while on the other, a sunny sky.

The eighteen arrays, the royal city and the city walls were split in half. The earth cracked and a gap was spread from Chen Fan's feet, through the entire city, to a hundred miles away.

Chen Fan walked to where Zhao Duluo was.

A million cultivators, ten thousands Connate Cultivators, a few hundred Golden Core Cultivators, none of them dared to stop him. Zhao Duluo looked up in fear, as if he were the only person left in the world.

Everyone in the city was terrified!

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 859 Shedding Blood in the Royal City

"Chatter..."

The wind was howling and the air was filled with Sword Qi inside the royal city. Nobody dared to make any noise; it was so silent that everyone was able to hear the sound of Zhao Duluo's teeth grinding.

Zhao Duluo looked over with a frightened face.

He saw Chen Fan coming with a sword in his hand and there was a black crack behind him. It was a crack in the dimension. It didn't close up; it looked like an eye in the sky.

The eighteen layers of arrays had been torn.

Chen Fan's slash not only broke the last things the royal family relied on, it also took away all the pride and arrogance in Zhao Duluo's mind.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter!"

Chen Fan walked slowly.

The five Divine Chains appeared clearly on him. They were twining around his body tightly, which created five visible marks. It was the consequence of using his full power two times in one day. The Sky-severing Sword even became dim after the last attack; it would need some time to recover.

However, among the countless Connate Cultivators and Golden Core Cultivators, none of them dared to attack Chen Fan.

The cultivators that had been blocking in front of Chen Fan had already run away. Nobody—including the Golden Core Cultivators of the Zhao family or the soldiers of the troops of the Beihan Region—dared to stop him. The crowd made way for Chen Fan and Zhao Duluo could be seen a hundred feet away.

Even though he was the Prince of the royal family, who had command over thousands of people and was constantly protected by countless soldiers and Overlords, Zhao Duluo felt utterly lonely and weak at the moment, as if the world had abandoned him.

Thousands of soldiers were frightened!

"I once thought Lord Beihan was unstoppable and Sword King was already at the peak a cultivator could possibly reach. After seeing Perfected Cultivator Chen suppress the royal city today, I finally realized what the word invincible truly means!"

Zhang Ming looked up in shock and in awe.

He even wanted to be banished from his sect and follow Chen Fan.

Qi Feng also looked at Chen Fan. They were at the same age and the same level. However, he was only a young disciple of the Tianji Grotto-heaven, while Chen Fan was already standing on the top of the Beihan Region, having made countless Perfected Cultivators yield.

"This is the difference between us."

Qi Feng heaved a sigh.

At the same time, Chen Fan was already thirty feet away from Zhao Duluo. An elder finally came up.

"Perfected Cultivator Chen, please listen to me. It's just a misunderstanding..."

Someone recognized that the elder was Zhao Duluo's uncle, the brother of the current Lord Beihan. He was also a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator who was able to fight with a peak-stage Golden Core Grand Perfected Cultivator with the blood of the Sky-Swallowing Python. He was a superior being in the Zhao family and even Sword King had to respect him.

"Swish!"

Chen Fan only made a slashing motion.

The Sky-severing Sword was still rusted; it hadn't been awakened yet. It only sent out a small beam of light, which immediately split the elder in half.

How powerful was a Heavenly Treasure?

Normal people could already kill a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator with it, so it was even more terrifying when in Chen Fan's hands.

The elder was startled. He didn't understand why Chen Fan didn't even let him finish talking.

Then, a few Overlords and elders of the royal family also came up and tried to convince Chen Fan. Chen Fan then slashed seven times without hesitation and killed seven Golden Core Cultivators. Even though the Divine Chains on his body became tighter and the sword looked dimmer, Chen Fan didn't hold back at all.

In the end, no one dared to stop Chen Fan; they let him walk towards Zhao Duluo.

Meanwhile, Zhao Duluo had already knelt on the ground trembling. He didn't even have the courage to run away anymore.

Suddenly, someone sighed.

An extremely old man, who only had a scant amount of white hair and whose body was bent, stood in front of Chen Fan.

"Ahem, that's it! This battle has cost our family dozens of Golden Core Cultivators. That should be able to allay your anger..."

The old man stopped for a while between each sentence, as if it were extremely exhausting for him to speak.

But a junior of the Zhao family exclaimed, "It's the Heavenly Ancestor. He's still alive?"

Hearing this title, many old cultivators were startled and something seemed to have come to their minds. Even the Sect Masters of the six Grotto-heavens also looked serious.

"Brother Qi, who's the Heavenly Ancestor?" Zhang Ming wondered.

Someone came to convince Chen Fan when he was so vicious?

"The Heavenly Ancestor? Is he the brother of the first Lord Beihan and the uncle of the current Lord Beihan?" Qi Feng asked.

"I heard that he used to be invincible back then, and that he had already become a peak-stage Golden Core Grand Perfected Cultivator thousands of years ago, but the first Lord Beihan got the spotlight. He had no choice but to step down. He must have hid deep inside the Spirit Veins, or he would have died long before."

A Golden Core Cultivator could live about two thousand years. Even if the blood of the Sky-Swallowing Python was strong, he could only live three thousand years at most. And yet, it had already been five thousand years since the first Lord Beihan's time.

Seeing such a legend, countless people were terrified.

Chen Fan stopped for the first time and asked the old man before him seriously, "Are you trying to stop me?"

The eyes of the Heavenly Ancestor glittered and he became old again. He slowly shook his head and said as he panted, "I've already lived several thousand years. I'll only be able live a few years more after getting out this time. I won't survive the night if I fight with you.

"However, think twice if you want to kill Zhao Duluo. Even though I don't really like this kid, he's my nephew. His father is much more powerful than I am and he's only half a step away from transforming to the true form of the Sky-Swallowing Python. It's impossible for you to defeat him if you don't, but aren't you scared you'd summon the Thunder Tribulation?"

The Heavenly Ancestor saw Chen Fan's weakness immediately.

"Haha, if Lord Beihan feels offended, just come to see me. I'll play with him!"

Chen Fan smiled and didn't mind at all.

He raised his hand.

Whoosh.

Zhao Duluo flew into his hand from ten feet away.

"Please don't kill me. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry..." Zhao Duluo was horrified. He even yelled.

"Help me, Ancestral Patriarch! I'm the descendant of the third generation and the future of the Zhao family. If you let him kill me, there will be no heir in the next two thousand years..."

When the Heavenly Ancestor was about to speak...

Chen Fan had already squeezed his hand.

"Boom!"

Zhao Duluo exploded like a watermelon and blood splashed around. He was still in shock as he died. He had never thought that Chen Fan would kill him just like that.

"Ah!"

Seeing this sight, the Heavenly Ancestor slowly closed his eyes. "This kid was correct. He was indeed the most powerful among the third generation of the Zhao family. Without him, we'll have no heir. My nephew might have let you go if you had killed someone else, but he'll come and fight with you now."

"Let him come. I'm also looking for him."

Chen Fan killed Zhao Duluo so effortlessly, just like killing an ant.

Countless people lowered their heads and even the Sect Masters of the six Grotto-heavens bowed to express their respect for this invincible Overlord.

"You've taken lives, destroyed the city and shown us your power. It's time for you to leave!"

The Heavenly Ancestor had apparently become indifferent.

"Not yet. Those who attacked me and humiliated the Chinese also have to die," Chen Fan said.

"You!"

The Heavenly Ancestor was enraged. He stood upright and an energy, which was more powerful than that of a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator, ran through his body. He was enveloped in a mighty aura, and there was a giant python a few thousand feet long behind him. The Heavenly Ancestor had so much energy right then... He didn't seem like an old man.

Chen Fan didn't step back; he had a vicious look in his eyes.

An earth-shattering battle was about to begin.

Everyone held their breaths.

But after half an hour, the Heavenly Ancestor heaved a sigh, then drew back his Dharma Power and returned to his old man appearance.

"Fine, just do whatever you want. I can't stop you. But remember, leave some descendants for my family. Otherwise, I'll also exterminate the Chinese in Old China Town."

He then turned around and left.

Watching the Heavenly Ancestor leave, many members of the royal family and the Perfected Cultivators who attacked Chen Fan were left completely terrified.

Chen Fan glanced over everyone and said with a smile, "As I've said, I'm going to settle the scores with the royal family."

That day, the royal city was filled with Sword Qi. Fire burned for three days and there were corpses found everywhere within a hundred mile range. The entire Sky-Swallowing Palace was filled with screams and cries. Countless descendants of the royal family were killed and the nine troops of the Beihan Region were annihilated. Countless Golden Core Cultivators and Connate Cultivators died or were left with injuries.

Only Zhao Qingchen, who hid outside the palace, survived.

Tianhuang Calendar, July 3rd, 129500.

Chen Beixuan killed Sword King, destroyed the royal city, killed the members of the Zhao family and slaughtered his way around for three days. The royal family almost lost all their descendants.

The news was spread and the world, leaving everyone stunned!

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 860 The World Was Shocked

"Have you heard about the incident in the royal city?"

"Yeah, but that's bullsh*t! Someone killed everyone in the Royal Palace, including Sword King, all by himself? It's like a joke. Who's capable of doing that? A Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord? Or an elite on the Longevity Roll? Besides, Lord Beihan is still here. Why didn't he come and stop that man?"

"I didn't believe it either, but my elders were there and they saw it with their own eyes. They don't know why Lord Beihan didn't show up either. Maybe he's not in the royal city?"

"What?"

Billions of people were astounded.

The news about the battle in the royal city was spread across all thirty six states. The Top Ten, the eight powerful families and all the large sects knew about it.

When people heard the news...

They were overwhelmed with shock.

The Royal Palace had ruled the Beihan Region for thousands of years. Lord Beihan's two generations had suppressed the world and Sword King was invincible. How could such powerful forces be defeated by one person, just like that?

At first, many people didn't believe it, thinking it was just a joke or a rumor.

At the government building of the Yan State.

Xu Hao, the Young Lord of the Yan State, had even asked someone to behead the person who had spread the rumors. "Our Royal Palace is immensely powerful. How would Chen Beixuan be able to kill everyone there? Whoever says something like that will be executed..."

A flash of firelight came rushing in before he finished.

Xu Hao opened the contents and his face turned pale.

The Ancestral Patriarch of the Ding family, a famous family in Red Flame City, asked, "Young Lord, what's the order?"

Many of the other Ancestral Patriarchs had also seen the fire. They knew this was the "Miles Fire Talisman" of the Royal Palace, which was used to deliver urgent messages; it was able to fly a hundred thousand miles a day.

Xu Hao's hands trembled for a while before he said, "The Royal Palace was destroyed... Sword King died... Chen Beixuan won!"

"What?"

All the Ancestral Patriarchs were dumbfounded. They couldn't believe the news.

Xu Hao held the fire talisman with hatred in his eyes. He wondered why he didn't see how powerful the Chinese kid was in the past. After having killed everyone in the Royal Palace, the government of the Yan State was nothing to him.

He became immediately anxious the moment he thought of the Chinese in the Yan State.

In the Tianmang Grotto-heaven.

Many elders in the Tianmang Hall received the news and snickered, but the entire Tianmang Grotto-heaven was pressured when they confirmed the facts.

Manggu got out and saw the pale faces of the elders.

"What's wrong?"

Manggu frowned.

He was more confident in forming a fifth-grade Golden Core after cultivating this time. Then, he had to collect stones and save power to enter the Golden Core Level.

"Nothing."

The Grand Elder smiled wryly.

"Grand Elder, I've become much more powerful and my Tianmang Body is also complete. I know I can defeat Lin Wuhua and Gu Lingzi. Once I go through the Thunder Tribulation and form the Golden Core, not even Perfected Cultivator Chen would be a match for me," Manggu said with confidence.

The Grand Elder frowned. "I'm afraid you won't be able to surpass him. Perfected Cultivator Chen is Chen Beixuan!"

"That's wonderful. By then, I'll settle all the scores, old or new." Manggu's eyes twinkled and his Tianmang Body got stronger.

"Well..."

All the elders smiled wryly. That was someone who had suppressed the entire region and killed a sixth-grade Golden Core Cultivator, all by himself. Would he care about a cultivator who hadn't even become a real fifth-grade Golden Core Cultivator yet?

Other than the Grotto-heavens, many families and races also suffered from a great loss.

The Violent Apes.

As one of the Top Ten powers, the Violent Apes were extremely domineering. They had conquered the entire Mountain State and their settlements were spread over thousands of mountains. But that day, all the Violent Apes remained silent.

When the news about the death of their leader arrived, many Overlords said they wanted to go to the royal city and exterminate the Chinese. And yet, when more messages arrived, almost none of them dared to say anything.

The Heavenly Wolves, the Six-armed Snakes, the Silver Spirits, the Chu family... Many families were gloomy and anxious as they had chosen the wrong side, causing their leaders to be killed.

Chen Fan had slayed the Zhao family, so he might also go after them.

"We have to think of a solution."

All the families had clever people and they suddenly thought about the Chinese. People might not have the courage to ask Chen Fan for mercy, but they could seek the Chinese.

So, there were a lot of envoys outside Old China Town, covering the entire sky. Looking from above, countless groups were going towards Old China Town from all directions, like swarms of ants.

At the Ancestral Temple.

Many Chinese elders were still in shock.

"Qin Luo, slash me and see if I'm still dreaming," Elder Mufeng said.

Qin Luo glared at him and didn't really try to slash him. Not only Elder Mufeng, all the other elders were unable to believe it. They were still in fear and worrying not long before.

Chen Fan had killed the Commanders of three troops and Chi Fenkong, the Lord of the Yan State. That was a serious crime. After calming down, the Chinese ended up drenched in cold sweat.

The Royal Palace might let Chen Fan go if the matter was only about Zhao Qingchen, but killing three Commanders and seven Lords would definitely stir the entire Beihan Region. Not even Sword King would stay idle and watch everything happen.

While everyone was feeling scared—

News came from the royal city.

The Grand Elder and the others thought that slaying Sword King, the Prince and the royal family was like a myth at first.

Many guests who had paid a visit to attend the ceremony, including Chu Tianyu and Gu Lingzi, were sneering at the news.

"It's just a rumor. How would Chen Beixuan be powerful enough to defeat Sword King? I guess he's already escaped, letting the Chinese take the blame. Just wait for the Royal Palace to kill you all."

A lot of elders turned pale with horror.

Mu Hongti and Yun Yier were also sweating.

"Sister Mu, would Senior Chen really run away?" Yun Yier asked anxiously.

Mu Hongti forced a smile and replied, "No, Perfected Cultivator Chen is a hero. Not even Zhu Jiushan is a match for him. How would he just run away like that? Chu Tianyu must have made that up."

Lin Wuhua shook her head and sighed.

Those two girls didn't know how terrifying the Royal Palace was. Among the thirty six Lords, seventeen Generals, nine Commanders, the elders and all the servants, there were around a hundred Golden Core Cultivators, let alone the invincible Sword King and the mysterious Lord Beihan.

How could Chen Fan level the entire royal city?

"Only if he truly were a Nascent Soul old man!" Lin Wuhua thought.

But when Xu Hao rushed into Old China Town, he immediately knelt before even entering the Ancestral Temple and said he didn't know anything the Royal Palace and Chi Fenkong did in the past. He had only been forced by Chi Fenkong.

The entire Old China Town was astonished.

"Young Lord, what are you doing? Get up."

Xie Changying quickly went up and helped Xu Hao up.

Xu Hao was the Young Lord of the Yan State, who had command over thousands of people. Every senior official of the Chinese knew this.

In the past, the elders of the Chinese had to bow to Xu Hao. Even though they were all Connate Cultivators, the elders of a small race would not compare to an authority who ruled a state.

"Please don't help me, Grand Elder. Everyone knows that Perfected Cultivator Chen is superior now. From now on, the Chinese will be the top group of the Yan State... No, the entire Beihan Region. You're so superior... How can I receive your kindness? I can only kneel."

Xu Hao shook his head in fear.

Xie Changying's hands froze in the air and his eyes were glittering.

"Young Lord, you mean... all those rumors are true?"

"They're true. I've already received the Miles Fire Talisman from the Royal Palace. I think those large families will also come here soon," Xu Hao said respectfully.

Everyone looked at Xu Hao and finally believed it.

Then.

The Arctic Sect, the Barbaric Dragons, the Blood Beasts... Races that had offended the Chinese in the past came one after another.

When the elders of the Top Ten and the eight powerful families arrived, the entire Old China Town was mesmerized.

The streets in Old China Town were flooded with people and countless Chinese looked over.

They saw many Chinese elders sitting in the hall of the Ancestral Temple.

And the leaders of the families were all respectful. Those from some small families didn't even enter the hall. They only knelt outside the door.

All the guests were startled; nobody dared to say a word.Chu Tianyu and Gu Lingzi even looked devastated after seeing the elders of the Chu family and the Silver Spirits.

"Grand Elder, the Chinese have an incredible cultivator. From now on, the entire Beihan Region will have to rely on the Chinese and Perfected Cultivator Chen," Perfected Cultivator Heiming said.

As a Perfected Cultivator, he treated Xie Changying as if they were on equal footing. Lin Wuhua and Mu Hongti followed behind them, still surprised by the news.

Xie Changying laughed. He had never felt so happy before and he suddenly started crying.

"The Chinese... are finally back on the top of the Beihan Region!"

Countless Chinese people cried tears of joy.

All the others had pale faces.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 861 The Two World Peak

While the entire Beihan Region was in shock, Chen Fan was sitting in the middle of the Arctic Hall at the Sky-Swallowing Palace.

Chen Fan was sitting lazily on the emperor's chair, which was made of gold and copper; it had nine pythons twining around it. Xiao Mang was next to him, feeding Chen Fan some grapes.

Many dead bodies of the royal family members had been removed from the Arctic Hall by the servants.

Many leaders of the Grotto-heavens and the strong families were standing respectfully in the hall, but a lot of them had disappeared.

The leader of the Chu family, Chu Yuanding, said as he knelt on his knees, "Perfected Cultivator, the entire Zhao family has been razed to the ground. Only ordinary members who don't cultivate or some criminals are left. However, the Heavenly Ancestor took Prince Zhao Duming before he left and we couldn't stop him."

He had surrendered quickly enough during the battle, and Chen Fan also needed someone to help him get familiar with the situation in the royal city to control the Royal Palace, which was why he didn't kill him.

The members of a few other families looked at Chu Yuanding with an envious face.

"It's all right. He's just a Golden Core Cultivator. The Heavenly Ancestor is quite clever. He took someone with the greatest potential as he knew they'd lost their power."

Chen Fan nodded.

Among Lord Beihan's sons, only Prince Zhao Duluo, Prince Zhao Duming, Prince Zhao Duxuan and Prince Zhao Qingchen had cultivation talent. They were the only ones who could become top Overlords and awaken the true form of the Sky-Swallowing Python in the future.

And yet, Chen Fan had killed three of them, and Heavenly Ancestor could only take Zhao Duming with him. As for the other members of the family, they were like ants in the eyes of the Heavenly Ancestor; they weren't important, at all.

Chu Yuanding hesitated and said, "Besides, we've already broken into the place where Lord Beihan cultivates, but he isn't there. We only found an old servant of his."

"Lord Beihan is not here?"

Chen Fan frowned.

He knew something was wrong. That battle had been earth-shattering. Even Sword King had died and the royal city was destroyed. Why didn't Lord Beihan show up at all? Chen Fan finally understood after he asked the old servant.

The old servant said, "My Lord went missing three centuries ago and has been trapped inside the Two World Peak. We recently received a message from him. He said the Two World Peak is going to open soon and he's going to return, which is why we organized this assembly."

"The Two World Peak? What's that place?" Xiao Mang wondered.

Many people were startled and a few Sect Masters even looked terrified after hearing the name. When Chen Fan asked them about it, nobody answered.

Chen Fan wasn't in a hurry, so he didn't probe further.

As expected, someone paid him a visit at night.

"The Sect Master of the Tianji Grotto-heaven! What a surprise!"

Chen Fan smiled and Xiao Mang also looked at that man with her rounded eyes.

"Just call me Xuan Mingzi." The Sect Master of the Tianji Grotto-heaven waved his hand. "How can I call myself Sect Master in front of a Perfected Cultivator? You're even powerful enough to be listed on the Longevity Roll."

Chen Fan said, "You must be here because of the Two World Peak. Just spit it out! I like straightforward people. If you give me enough information and help me catch Lord Beihan, I'll offer the entire Xuan State to the Tianji Grotto-heaven."

Xuan Mingzi was immediately short of breath.

The Tianji Grotto-heaven was located in the Xuan State, covering more than half of the available land, but they couldn't conquer the entire state because of the Royal Palace. With Chen Fan's promise, they could finally get what they had been hoping for.

"In fact, this is not a secret. It's easy for you to find out," Xuan Mingzi smiled and said, "The Two World Peak is a strange world. It's located on the Zangtian Plateau and is a hundred thousand miles large. It's extremely dangerous, ordinary Golden Core Cultivators will die once they go inside."

"Oh, really? Tell me more."

Chen Fan was a bit interested.

"Nobody knows where the Two World Peak came from.

"I only know that it has appeared thousands of years ago, and it seems to be the intersection point of Planet Tianhuang and the other world. The Two World Peak opens once every three centuries and a large number of beasts will surge out of it, shedding blood on the Zangtian Plateau. At the same time, many cultivators also go into the Two World Peak to find opportunities."

Xuan Mingzi continued, "I heard that there are countless Heavenly Medicines and Spirit Treasures in the Two World Peak. Some people even saw a horse that flashed through and disappeared in a blink. They guessed that it was a legendary Divine Medicine. So, Overlords, including descendants of the historical sects, would try to enter every time the Two World Peak opens.

"Of course, those are only legends. No one has ever seen a real Divine Medicine. I guess Lord Beihan entered the Two World Peak just because he wanted to look for the Divine Medicine to enter the Nascent Soul Level."

"A Divine Medicine?"

Xiao Mang's jaw dropped.

Chen Fan's eyes were also brightened.

Three of his five Essence Cores had yet to reach the divine grade. If he could get one more Divine Medicine or a Quasi-Divine Medicine, he could immediately complete a divine-grade Essence Core.

"Do you know where exactly the Two World Peak is and when it's going to open?" Chen Fan asked.

Xuan Mingzi was shocked. "Do you really want to go there? The Two World Peak is extremely dangerous. Even the top Golden Core Cultivators have to be careful there. It's the intersection point between the two worlds and there are countless dimension gaps. Many unknown vicious monsters or Heavenly Beasts might come out from the gaps... Lord Beihan has been trapped there for three centuries."

"That's just him. I'm different." Chen Fan flicked his fingers. "If I stay here, Lord Beihan might not have the courage to come to see me when he returns. So, I should just get in the Two World Peak and completely eliminate this threat."

Xuan Mingzi stood with a serious look.

He had never thought that Chen Fan would be that powerful. From his point of view, he didn't want Lord Beihan to return, which was why he was telling Chen Fan everything about the Two World Peak.

Chen Fan then suddenly said, "Brother, how much do you know about the curse cast on the Chinese? Did the first Lord Beihan really do that?"

Hearing this question, Xiao Mang was immediately nervous. She looked at Xuan Mingzi with her fists clenched. As one of the Chinese, she was most concerned about that.

"Well..."

Xuan Mingzi hesitated.

He glanced at Chen Fan and said, "In fact, our ancestor once recorded something about the Chinese. The Beihan Region wasn't a Barren Region back then; it was still a Heavenly Region ruled by Heaven's Equal of the Chinese."

"Is there any difference between a Barren Region and a Heavenly Region?" Chen Fan asked.

Xiao Mang was shocked. She frowned and asked, "How much do you know about Planet Tianhuang?"

"I've never gotten out of the Beihan Region ever since I came to Planet Tianhuang. I know that there are other regions and historical sects out there. Those sects have Nascent Soul Cultivators and each of them is probably more powerful than the entire Beihan Region," Chen Fan replied.

"Right, those sects are indeed much more powerful than the whole Beihan Region."

Xuan Mingzi nodded and said something astonishing.

"There are a hundred regions on Planet Tianhuang and the Beihan Region is only one of them."

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 862 The Hundred Regions on Planet Tianhuang

"What?"

Xiao Mang's eyes popped out.

Even Chen Fan was a bit shocked.

Although he knew Planet Tianhuang was enormous when he looked at it from space, he didn't expect for there to be a hundred regions. The Beihan Region, which was dozens of times larger than Earth, was only one of them.But then, Xuan Mingzi said something that astonished Xiao Mang, "There are actually more than a hundred regions on Planet Tianhuang."Among the hundred regions, there are Heavenly Regions and Barren Regions. The Beihan Region is one of the Barren Regions. Such regions are all over Planet Tianhuang and even the Sect Masters of some top sects don't know exactly how many there are. Most Barren Regions are located in the desolate parts of Planet Tianhuang like the Beihan Region and the real flourishing ones are the Heavenly Regions."

"There are many historical sects and families in the Heavenly Regions. I heard that even the water of those regions contain Spirit Qi and can be used as Spirit Water. The Spirit Qi there is several times denser than in the Barren Regions, and there are a lot of Connate Cultivators and Golden Core Perfected Cultivators," Xuan Mingzi sighed and continued, "In the Beihan Region, a Golden Core Cultivator is already an Ancestral Patriarch, but he would only be a normal elder over there. Only a Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord can be called an Ancestral Patriarch."

"Oh my god!"

Xiao Mang's eyes widened and her jaw dropped. She was completely stunned.

"Seriously?"

Chen Fan frowned.

Heavenly Regions and Barren Regions had a huge difference because Spirit Qi concentration was different. Those Nascent Soul Heavenly Lords must have trapped the Spirit Veins and Spirit Qi inside the Heavenly Regions, later setting up restrictions in their regions to contain them.

They were like enormous arrays. Ordinary ones could only cover a thousand mile radius, while these arrays locked an area within a radius of a few hundred thousand miles."A Nascent Soul Cultivator can turn the world upside down. It's definitely possible to do these things," Chen Fan said.

Nascent Soul Cultivators could control the weather and have the power to destroy the world, which was why they were called "Heavenly Lords."

A Heavenly Lord was the Lord of the Sky!

"Right, the Heavenly Lords have endless power, so the more powerful the Heavenly Regions are, the weaker the Barren Regions. Each disciple of those historical sects is strong enough to run wild in a Barren Region, just like Sword King did. He had already suppressed the Beihan Region before being listed on the Longevity Roll. Without you and Lord Beihan, nobody would be able to fight against him," Xuan Mingzi said.

Chen Fan then understood the difference between Heavenly Regions and Barren Regions.

Sword King was only a disciple of the Haotian Sword Sect, but he had already been able to sweep the Beihan Region and defeat the six Grotto-heavens. So, how powerful were the real elites in those historical sects?"Among the Heavenly Regions, ten are the most powerful ones.

"They have a history of a few hundred thousand years and are extremely bustling. Each of them are ten times larger than the Beihan Region and there are many powerful sects. And yet, they're not the core of Planet Tianhuang. At the center of the planet, there's a supreme sacred land. That's the real cultivation sacred ground and the only unbeatable region."

After that, Xuan Mingzi looked serious and his eyes were full of longing.

"When I was young, I traveled to the sacred land with my Ancestral Master. It's ten times larger than a Heavenly Region and many cultivators aren't even able to get out of it their entire lives. You can feel how concentrated the Spirit Qi is there when you breathe. There are a lot of elites and powerful races. Normal sects can't survive there at all, only the historical sects can. Each of them has a history of ten thousand years!"The only sacred land, the top ten Heavenly Regions and many other Barren Regions.

As Xuan Mingzi explained, Chen Fan and Xiao Mang finally knew what Planet Tianhuang was really like.

Chen Fan wasn't quite impressed. He had seen planets ten thousand times larger than Planet Tianhuang in his previous life.

But Xiao Mang was different. She felt as if everything she previously knew about the world had been reversed. The vast Beihan Region was only one of the planet's regions, even smaller than a state in other places.

"But what does this have to do with the Chinese?" Chen Fan frowned and asked.

Xuan Mingzi smiled and replied, "Slow down, Perfected Cultivator.

"Thousands of years ago, the Chinese had a Heavenly Lord, so the Beihan Region used to be a Heavenly Region. Although we weren't amongst the top ten, we were far more powerful than the Barren Regions around us. So, how could the first Lord Beihan do anything to the Chinese? I heard that some large sects from among the ten most powerful Heavenly Regions are responsible for the incident. Even the sacred land had a hand in it, and some even said that the first Lord Beihan came from a historical sect in the sacred land."

"Huh?"

Xiao Mang covered her mouth.

She had never thought that there were so many secrets behind the decline of the Chinese.

"That's what I thought."

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

Creating that kind of curse that lasted for thousands of generations and the Divine Chains inside Xiao Mang weren't something the first Lord Beihan could do. It had to be something done by at least a Nascent Soul Cultivator, or how would Heaven's Equal die?

"Hm, I'll take revenge for the Chinese one day."

Chen Fan's eyes glittered.

Then, he started to prepare for the trip to the Two World Peak. Without catching the current Lord Beihan, how could he know which sect was responsible for what happened in the past?

Chen Fan first settled all the remaining forces of the Royal Palace and placed a lot of Divine Soul restriction spells on the surrendered Perfected Cultivators. When Xie Changying arrived, Chen Fan gave him all the restriction tokens.

"Brother, I want to go to the Two World Peak too," Xiao Mang said.

She didn't want to leave Chen Fan, not even for a day.

"The Two World Peak is extremely dangerous. Why do you want to go there? You'll distract our Perfected Cultivator," the Grand Elder said.

"It's all right." Chen Fan smiled and waved.

Before leaving, Chen Fan left the "Sky-severing Sword." Although this Heavenly Sword was broken, it was still a Heavenly Treasure. Even Xie Changying would be able to kill a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator after learning the spells from Chen Fan.

With the Sky-severing Sword, Chen Fan didn't have to worry about the Chinese while he was away.

The Grand Elder bowed and said, "Just go. I'll protect our people and I won't let you worry."

"Great!" Chen Fan nodded.

He then left with Xiao Mang and flashed towards the Zangtian Plateau.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 863 Fairy Shenxi

The Zangtian Plateau was located at the border of the Beihan Region and the other Barren Regions.

This was a chaotic area and many vicious beasts surged out when the Two World Peak opened every three centuries; nobody would dare to live there for that reason.

Chen Fan flashed across a few hundred thousand miles at once with Xiao Mang and reached the Zangtian Plateau. Once they got there, Chen Fan frowned and stopped.

"What's wrong? Brother?" Xiao Mang wondered.

"Look," Chen Fan said.

Xiao Mang looked up and saw the entire plateau had been enveloped by a dimensional storm. The sky was full of black cracks like deep scars. Some strange-looking monsters came out of them from time to time.

"The dimension around this area is very unstable. If you fly up there, one of the cracks might split you in half," Chen Fan said.

"Huh? Even you can't get through?"

Xiao Mang was startled.

"I can, but it isn't necessary. Going through a dimensional storm requires a thousand times more energy than crushing the air does." Chen Fan shook his head. "Let's walk."

The dimensional cracks had gathered a thousand meters above the Zangtian Plateau and there were only a few down below. Chen Fan guessed that those dimensional storms had been caused by the Two World Peak."When a world crashes onto Planet Tianhuang and shows a corner, the dimension will become unstable."

Chen Fan wasn't surprised at all.

He had asked Xuan Mingzi about the world on the other side of the Two World Peak, but Xuan Mingzi wasn't sure about it either. He only knew that the other world was vast and extremely old. They also had their own cultivation arts, which were completely different from the ones practiced on Planet Tianhuang.

Chen Fan had seen many worlds like that. If the Realm of Kunxu was developed to the maximum level, it would also separate from Earth and turn into an indestructible world in the dimension.

"Let's go."

Chen Fan's eyes glittered.

There had to be a large amount of energy or even some Void Dimension Crystals inside such a chaotic dimension. He needed a vast amount of dimensional energy and Void Dimension Crystals to complete the Kun Peng Divine Core, .

He placed his arm around Xiao Mang, then he took a step and walked a thousand feet forward.

Although he was only walking, he could easily go ten times the speed of sound with his phenomenal-success Divine Body. The Zangtian Plateau was like a smooth road to him.

Then, Chen Fan encountered some vicious beasts.

Those beasts were different from those found on Planet Tianhuang. They were covered in black scales and they were letting out fire like demons in Hell. When they attacked, some demonic energy surged out, which could contaminate the cultivators' Dharmic Powers.

"Is there a demon realm behind the Two World Peak?"

Chen Fan was shocked.

But this thought immediately flashed away from his mind.

A real demon realm was even vaster than the galaxy and the mountains there were ten thousand kilometers tall. If it really crashed onto Planet Tianhuang, the planet would explode.

"I guess this is just a fragment of the realm, or something similar." Chen Fan raised his hand and it turned into a sharp blade.

He slashed gently and easily split those beasts in half.

"Swish!"

Chen Fan flashed a thousand feet ahead...

And the few monsters crossing his path froze, and their heads were lopped off.

The beasts encountered were more powerful as Chen Fan went deeper inside the Zangtian Plateau. In the end, there was even a Golden Core Dragon Demon a few hundred meters long.

It was like a hill that floated in the sky. Its body was full of shiny, metallic scales; its claws were sharp and its eyes were filled with crimson glitters; it had been trying to swallow a group of cultivators when Chen Fan saw it.

That group of cultivators had eight Connate Cultivators. Their outfits were totally different from those of the Beihan Region and they were apparently from the other Barren Regions. They must have been caught by that beast while they were on an adventure to visit the Zangtian Plateau. The beast killed, tore them apart and stuffed them in its mouth.

"Brother!" Xiao Mang yelled.

"Hm."

Chen Fan flashed forward and threw a punch. His fist was surrounded by a golden aura, shining like the sun.

The Dragon Demon had already noticed Chen Fan. Even though it was massive, it was extremely clever and Chen Fan had only managed to hit its tail.

"Boom!"

Chen Fan punched the dragon's tail and created a giant hole.

The Dragon Demon let out a cry and turned around. It opened its mouth and flew towards Chen Fan with its sharp claws.

This Dragon Demon had reached the mid-stage Golden Core Level and had an extremely strong body, which was close to a phenomenal-success Divine Body. Chen Fan could only make it roll when he punched it, but he couldn't really kill it.

While Chen Fan was about to use his Essence Cores—

A beam of light was suddenly shot from afar. There was an elegant girl inside the light, like a peerless Goddess.

The girl raised her hand and a beam of light spinned around the Dragon Demon's neck.

"Whoosh."

The dragon's head, as large as a house, was cut off and an endless surge of black blood poured out. Then, everyone finally saw clearly that the beam of light was a sword.

"I've already killed all the monsters five thousand miles in the east. Leave quickly," the mysterious girl said.

Her voice was extremely cold, as if it had been sent from the sky.

"Thank you for saving us."

The cultivators who survived bowed and left immediately.

Chen Fan looked up.

The Dragon Demon was a mid-stage Golden Core Beast, but the mysterious girl killed it with a single attack. She had to be at least a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator, or she must have come from a large sect. Chen Fan saw that her sword was a superior-grade Spirit Treasure that was as powerful as the Changliu Sword.

The mysterious girl glanced at Chen Fan and said, "There will be more beasts like this as you go further. You won't be able to reach the Two World Peak. Just turn around."

"Don't worry. We'll be fine," Chen Fan replied.

The mysterious girl frowned.

Xiao Mang quickly moved forward and smiled. "Sister, don't be mad. My brother is like that. What's your name? You're incredible! You slayed such a large dragon!"

The mysterious girl didn't seem to be used to interacting with overly excited people. She answered after a while.

"Shenxi."

"Sister Shenxi, I'm Xiao Mang. Are you also going to the Two World Peak for adventure? Me and my brother are here to look for someone." Xiao Mang gave her a beaming smile.

The girl called Shenxi sized Xiao Mang up and looked doubtful.

Even though Xiao Mang was at a low level, she carried a hint of dragon's energy as her True Dragon Divine Meridian had manifested. She had become more elegant and fierce.

"Xiao Mang, the Two World Peak is dangerous. You and your brother should go back. You have great talents, but the cultivation arts you practiced aren't good enough. I'll give you a real cultivation art and take you to a cultivation sect later on," Shenxi said seriously and gave Xiao Mang a talisman with a reincarnation sign, so that Xiao Mang could use it when she was in danger. After that, she turned into a flash of light and shot towards the Two World Peak without looking at Chen Fan.

"Brother, I don't want to leave you."

Xiao Mang pouted and was about to throw away the talisman.

Chen Fan smiled and said, "Don't worry. I won't leave you."He took the talisman and frowned as he felt a powerful energy within. "This is... a Heavenly Talisman?"

What was a Heavenly Talisman?

It was a talisman made by a Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord! A Heavenly Lord could control the weather, so the talisman was also as powerful and it wasn't something a normal Perfected Cultivator could resist.

"How arrogant. She gave away a Heavenly Talisman made by a Nascent Soul Cultivator. Looks like she's from one of the historical sects."

Chen Fan shrugged.

He gave Xiao Mang the Heavenly Talisman and said, "This is good. Don't throw it away. Keep it with you at all times, okay?"

"Hm."

Xiao Mang nodded.

And yet, thinking about what Shenxi said, Chen Fan also realized that the cultivation arts of the Chinese indeed restricted Xiao Mang's potential. The True Dragon Divine Meridian was a supreme Divine Meridian of a hundred-year-old Nascent Soul Cultivator.

"That's right. It's time to find a real Divine Art for Xiao Mang."

Chen Fan rubbed his chin.

The two of them kept going to the Two World Peak. There were beasts corpses everywhere as they continued along the way. All of them had been killed with one slash. Chen Fan even saw the body of a thousand-meter peak-stage Golden Core beast with a snake head and an eagle body.

"Looks like I've underestimated that girl. She might even be stronger than Sword King." Chen Fan thought.

An unreal mountain then appeared in front of them.

Looking at the area beyond the mountain, he saw what appeared to be another world on the other side.

That world had many mountains that were ten thousand feet tall. There were flowers and Spirit Water everywhere, and waterfalls between mountains. Countless Spirit Herbs and Treasure Medicines grew there, and some eagles with golden wings a few hundred feet large flew in the sky.

It looked completely like a sacred ground, instead of a demon realm.

They had arrived at the Two World Peak.

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001

Chapter 864 An Elite on the Longevity Roll

They saw hundreds of people when they reached the foot of the mountain. They were scattered all over the place, far away from one another while seeming to be alert.

Their clothes looked different and they were apparently from different regions. Most of them were mid-stage Golden Core Cultivators. Even the weakest ones were early-stage Golden Core Cultivators. Every one of them was powerful; they had a special kind of bloodline or cultivation art.

There were over a hundred Perfected Cultivators at the Two World Peak.

But what surprised Chen Fan was that none of them were peak-stage Golden Core Grand Perfected Cultivators and Shenxi wasn't there either.

"The Two World Peak is about to open. Those mountains and the Spirit Water are getting clearer. Once they completely become tangible, we'll be able to go through the screen between the two worlds," said a middle-aged Perfected Cultivator.

He was wearing a weird robe and there was a giant azure wolf sitting beside him, which looked unreal. Chen Fan noticed that this man was someone from the Spirit Husbandry Region next to the Beihan Region.

Cultivators from the Spirit Husbandry Region were good at controlling beasts.

They had to start forming their Soul Beasts from the Qi Refinement State. The Soul Beasts not only had the power of Spirit Beasts, they could also change into thousands of forms and could destroy Divine Souls.

Another Perfected Cultivator in a white outfit said, "Hm, the real Overlords have already entered. Those who aren't peak-stage Golden Core Cultivators and have no Dimensional Spirit Treasures can only wait here." He was from the Tianlan Region, the most powerful Barren Region around the area, which was much stronger than the Beihan Region and the Spirit Husbandry Region.

"By the way, who do you think that mysterious girl is?" a Perfected Cultivator wondered.

Chen Fan heard him when he was about to enter the Two World Peak with Xiao Mang.

The Perfected Cultivator from the Spirit Husbandry Region frowned and said, "Judging from her clothes and cultivation arts, she's probably from one of the Heavenly Regions or she can even be a descendant of some historical family or large sect."

"Hm, she's definitely not an ordinary cultivator from a Heavenly Region. She might be from the oldest powerful sect or even an elite on the Longevity Roll."

The Perfected Cultivator in a white outfit snickered.

"What?"

Perfected Cultivators around him were startled by such a remark.

The name Longevity Roll seemed to be imbued with magic. It frightened them, but they also yearned to be listed on it at the same time. Chen Fan frowned. This was already the fifth time he had heard about the Longevity Roll.

"Brother, what's the Longevity Roll?" Xiao Mang wondered.

The Perfected Cultivator next to her was shocked. He was surprised that Xiao Mang had dared to visit the Two World Peak at such a low level. He even sneered.

"You don't even know what the Longevity Roll is? You better go back and hide in your mother's arms."

And the other Perfected Cultivators just ignored her.

All of them were Golden Core Perfected Cultivators, so they could talk on equal terms. And yet, people like Xiao Mang and Chen Fan—who looked like they hadn't even entered the Golden Core Level—weren't qualified to join their conversations at all.

Perfected Cultivators were this arrogant.

They were superior and everyone below the Golden Core Level were like ants.

Tears welled up in Xiao Mang's eyes and she was trying her hardest not to cry.

"Apologize to my sister," Chen Fan said.

"Hm?"

Then, all the Perfected Cultivators felt something was wrong.

Chen Fan knew the man in white outfit was a Golden Core Perfected Cultivator, but he still talked so arrogantly. He was apparently fearless.

The Perfected Cultivator in a white outfit frowned and sized Chen Fan up. He was gradually getting anxious. There didn't seem to be any energy on Chen Fan, so how did he get in? There were countless beasts on the Zangtian Plateau. How could an ordinary person go through a hundred thousand miles safely?

Was he a hidden master?

"It's indeed my fault. My name's Lin Baikui. Please forgive me." The Perfected Cultivator in a white outfit immediately apologized.

"Lin Baikui? He's Lin Baikui from the Lin family of the Tianlan Region?"

Hearing this name, many Perfected Cultivators turned pale.

During their conversation, Chen Fan realized that the Lin family was the top family of the Tianlan Region and Lin Baikui was a peerless talent of the family. He had become a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator in two centuries. More importantly, Ancestral Patriarch Takong—the leader of the Lin family and the top Overlord among the several regions nearby—had already entered the Two World Peak.

A lot of Perfected Cultivators suddenly looked at Chen Fan pitifully.

Chen Fan didn't mind at all.

Lin Baikui was a clever cultivator who was willing to surrender when he knew he couldn't deal with someone, so Chen Fan didn't press further.

Lin Baikui continued, "The reason why I think that girl is an elite on the Longevity Roll is because she managed to pass unscathed through the place with the most beasts, all by herself."

"She's either an elite on the Longevity Roll or the heir of a historical sect," Lin Baikui said.

Everyone nodded.

After that, the Perfected Cultivators left and continued to cultivate as they waited for the Two World Peak to open. When Chen Fan was about to take Xiao Mang in, Lin Baikui came up.

"My friend, I apologize again for what I did. Please forgive me. I have a Void Spirit Treasure here that can break the screen between the two worlds, but I still need one person. Why don't you join me?" He said sincerely with a beaming smile.

However, Chen Fan interrupted without hesitation, "No, we can get in there ourselves."

Lin Baikui froze and there was a glint of anger in his eyes. He continued to talk to Chen Fan, trying to get information about where Chen Fan came from, but Chen Fan wasn't interested at all.

When he noticed that Chen Fan was a bit annoyed, he smiled and said, "About the Longevity Roll, it's actually not something impressive."

Xiao Mang quickly paid attention and smiled brighter.

"The Longevity Roll is a list of the most outstanding elites around Planet Tianhuang. Only those below the Nascent Soul Level can be listed.

"Nascent Soul Cultivators are also called Immortal Heavenly Lords. They can live ten thousand years, which can already be regarded as being immortal in people's eyes. That's why the Longevity Roll is known as the 'Heavenly Lord Waiting List' as well. Those being listed have a chance to become Heavenly Lords in the future. Each one of the elites on the list is much more powerful than normal Perfected Cultivators, and only cultivators who have formed a superior-grade Golden Core can be listed."

Then, Lin Baikui suddenly mumbled, "I think that girl looks a lot like the legendary Reincarnation Goddess, one of the top elites on the Longevity Roll..."

64c3e69bf75c4d1715a59001