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

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Chapter 481: Who Should I Apologize to?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Chen Fan looked up from his food and saw Qiu Yilun. The sight of his former roommate had also brought a smile onto his face.

"Yilun, Qian Lulu, long time no see."

"See? I told you Boss is safe. He has those spells and what have you, no one can hurt him.."

Qiu Yilun ran toward Chen Fan and greeted him by punching Chen Fan on the chest.

Chen Fan replied with a smile. He had dialed down his protective True Qi, otherwise, the recoil from the punch would have shattered his fingers.

"Boss, what are you doing in Lin City? Why didn't you tell us that you are back, and who is this beauty?" Qiu Yilun asked as he glanced at Yukishiro Sa who was standing behind Chen Fan. His eyes were immediately filled with envy.

"Her name is Yukishiro Sa." Chen Fan answered. Then he changed the topic: "How is everyone at school? I have been busy so I didn't have time to go back and visit you guys."

Qiu Yilun heaved a sigh and replied: "Senior Brother went back to his hometown in northern China and never returned, worse, he took Liu Xiaojin with him. My father also pulled me out of school so that I can start to get involved in my family business. I haven't been back to school for a year now. I think that only Piggsy is still on campus."

Chen Fan was not at all surprised by Qiu Yilun's words.

The Business School of Jin City University was a third tier college. Qi Wangsun would never attend if not because of his feud with his family.

Since the conflict had since been mitigated, Qi Wangxun returned home and probably was attending a much better school. Meanwhile, although Qiu Yilun's family was not as prominent as the Qi family, a degree from a third tier college was practically useless for Qiu Yilun. He might as well quit right now and start working for his dad.

"I see."

Chen Fan nodded.

When he wreaked havoc in Jin City, he somewhat expected Qiu Yilun and Qi Wangsun to take notice of him, however, unbeknownst to him, they had already left Jin City.

"Ah, right, Chen Fan. Are you still talking to Qinya?"

Qian Lulu put in, there was an edge to her voice.

By now, she was already engaged with Qiu Yilun and felt that she was above Chen Fan now. Her sense of superiority came from the news that the Chen family's fate was hanging in balance.

"Zhou Qinya?"

Chen Fan furrowed his brows.

Memories of the girl came back to Chen Fan: that she went to the mall and shopped for clothing for him, and that she brought him to the hairdresser and helped him pick a style that fitted him. Those were small things, but it was the small things that were the most poignant.

"Humph! She had been waiting for you for over a year. You wouldn't even pay her a visit while you are back. I feel sorry for Qinya. She could have found a handsome rich heir easily, you know!"

Qian Lulu fumed.

"Lulu, that's enough."

Qiu Yilun hurried to cut the girl short.

Chen Fan had wiped Qian Lulu and her roommates' memory, but not Qiu Yilun's.

Therefore, Qiu Yilun remembered that Chen Fan was the infamous Master Chen of Jiang Bei and was a trillionaire in Hong Kong. Worse, Qi Wangsun also told him personally that Chen Fan was so powerful that he simply couldn't comprehend how great the force behind him was.

"Why should I stop? Qinya is my best friend, and I can't let her waste her life waiting for him. Do you know how much youth means to a girl? Chen Fan, if you are really not interested in Qinya, please just tell her. Make it very clear to her so that she will finally give up."

Qian Lulu said with a cold smirk.

Chen Fan furrowed his brows and didn't say a thing.

Zhou Qinya was not the first girl and would not be the last who had their eyes set on Chen Fan and Chen Fan alone. After all, he was the North Mystic Celestial Lord, and the power emanated from him was deadly charming to girls.

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Qiu Yilun changed the subject, trying to ease the tension in the air.

"Boss, you should have told me that you are back and are coming to the Lu family's banquet. How did you get in? I got in because of my dad."

"I am their family friend, and I happened to be on my way to visit them."

Chen Fan put in lightly.

"Humph!!"

Qian Lulu snorted at Chen Fan.

The real top dogs had congregated at the center of the hall, so she wagered that Chen Fan must have gotten the invitation by sheer luck.

Little did she know that both Old Man Lu and Lu Yanwu were right here at Chen Fan's table but Chen Fan wanted some time alone and they left the table at his behest.

"Boss..." Even as Qiu Yilun was going to say something. A voice came up behind him. "Yilun, who are you talking to? Uh? Isn't that your roommate? Chen something..."

A middle-aged couple walked over to Chen Fan with wine cups in their hands. One of them pointed to Chen Fan in surprise.

"Dad, he is Chen Fan."

Embarrassment was written all over Qiu Yilun's face.

"Chen Fan, ah-ha! That's right, I remember now."

Qiu Zhenqin slapped his head as realization dawned upon him. He gave Chen Fan a brief glance and then looked at his son. "Yilun, come with me, I want to introduce you to Boss Lu. He is the leader of the Lu family and the deputy director of the Lus group."

As soon as he said that, he came over to Qiu Yilun and dragged him away.

Qiu Yilun turned his head around and gave Chen Fan an apologetic smile.

Chen Fan shook his head after the Qiu Family was finally out of his sight.

Qiu Zhenqin was just an ordinary tycoon and was far away from the center of power. Therefore, he probably had never even heard of Chen Fan's other titles, much less recognizing him.

However, Chen Fan quickly forgot about them and focused on the bigger fish he needed to fry.

He would leave for the Medicine God Valley Sect after the banquet and ask Red Sparrow about the Snow God Palace.

"Ice Spirit Body was nearly invisible to naked eyes, but the nun had registered its presence almost immediately. Maybe the Snow God Palace does have some mojo that was passed down through generations."

Chen Fan thought.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud clanking noise wrenched his mind out of his reverie, then he heard the sound of a scuffle broke out and a girl's crying. Chen Fan furrowed brows and looked to the noise, but his view was blocked by a crowd.

However, that was not a problem for Chen Fan. He projected his Divine Will out to cover the entire hall.

"Huh?"

Chen Fan was surprised to see that one of the people who was being beaten up was Qiu Yilun.

Qiu Yilun's face was bruised and he locked his hot glare at a group of men before him. Meanwhile, Qian Lulu's expensive dress was torn, revealing a large swatch of her naked skin.

"Boss, Liu, what's the meaning of this?"

Qiu Zhenqin stood aside and asked with a dark face.

A group of men and women stood before the Qiu family. The leader of the group was a middle-aged man with a greasy face. He was wearing a gaudy gold chain and a huge golden Patek Philippe around his wrist. He was flanked by an agitated young man who was eager to throw a few punches.

"Humph! Your son's girlfriend had run into my wife and refused to apologize. I should have done much worse to your son than just beat him up."

Boss Liu sneered at Qiu Zhenqin.

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Qiu Zhenqin's face twitched a little.

Members of the elite class very rarely escalated a small issue to a fist brawl, so it was evident that the man was using the minor run-in as an excuse for revenge.

"Liu Jinhong, you are just bitter that we won the bid. Is it really necessary to take it out on my kids? You could have won the bid too if you added ten million more on your proposal!"

Qiu Zhenqin's wife flung back at the middle-aged man hotly.

"Wife!"

Qiu Zhenqin's face changed after he heard his wife's words.

Both Liu Jinhong and Qiu Zhenqin were owners of reputable real estate companies in Lin City.

They were both bidding on a development contract with the city and Qiu Zhenqin won the bid in the end. Liu Jinhong was still begrudging about his loss and he sought any opportunity to make the Qiu family suffer. However, Qiu Zhenqin had never fought back, due to his fear for Liu Jinhong's notorious reputation as a member of the Underground World as well as his connection with the Lu family.

Although Qiu Zhenqin had never spoken his inner thoughts out loud, Chen Fan had guessed that much from the murmurs among the crowd.

"Boss Lu, I hope you could talk sense into his thick skull."

Lady Qiu turned around and looked at Lu Tianqiao.

Lu Tianqiao was of similar age and level of authority as Lu Tianfen. Qiu Zhenqin had just introduced his son, Qiu Yilun to him and the two had just carried out a pleasant conversation.

However, to his disappointment, Lu Tianqiao looked away and didn't want to get involved.

The Qiu family's hearts suddenly sank to the bottom.

"Lady Qiu quit slandering my reputation in public. Your son started all of this. If he kneels down before me and apologizes, I might consider forgiving him."

Liu Jinhong said sarcastically.

"Kneel before you? Dream on!"

Qiu Yilun spat a wad of blood-stained spit and hissed at the man.

"You still didn't learn your lesson? Are you asking for a bigger beating?"

Liu Jinhong's son grinned and twisted his wrist. He was a heavy-set scoundrel who knew a thing or two about Martial arts. He worked as the ringmaster in the underground cage fights and managed over a dozen unscrupulous fighters who would risk their lives for the Liu family.

Qiu Yilun's face changed a little after he noticed that the young man was about to go at it again.

Qian Lulu clutched her tattered clothes in one hand, and grabbed Qiu Yilun's arms with the other. Fear and distress were written all over her face.

"Boss Lu!"

Qiu Zhenqin pulled a dark face and looked at Lu Tianqiao anxiously.

Lu Tianqiao responded with a perfunctory nod and then he replied: "This is their youngster's business. You and I should just let them sort it out themselves. It's not a big deal anyway."

Lu Tianqiao's words brought a broad smile onto Liu Jinhong's face. Meanwhile, the Qiu family members were overtaken by despair and hopelessness.

"You set me up! This is a trap!"

Qiu Zhenqin's face darkened.

He had been curious as to why he would get an invitation to the prestigious Lu family's banquet since the Lu family was way out of his league. It suddenly occurred to him that Liu Jinhong and Lu Tianqiao were in this together and they had set up a trap for him.

He had walked right into the trap and humiliated himself in front of the entire Lin City's elite circle.

Qiu Yilun was beaten up and would be forced to beg for forgiveness, it would make the Qiu family a laughing stock in Lin City and no one would ever take them seriously.

"Dad, let me go!"

Qiu Yilun gritted his teeth and was going to confront the bullies.

Suddenly a clear voice came up: "My master has spoken: either the Liu family apologize and gets out of Lin City, or die."

The voice startled the crowd, they turned around and saw a young girl in a white outfit come over to them. There was a blade strapped behind her back.

Qiu Yilun recognized the girl and called out her name: "Yukishiro Sa?"

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Chapter 482: Don't Mess With Him.

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The girl had extraordinary beauty. Her glowing skin was smooth and her body was lean but energetic. Adding the sword she carried on her back, she looked like a heroine in Wu Xia Novels.

Qiu Zhenqin and Qian Lulu both shot a surprised look at Yukishiro Sa.

They had seen this girl with Chen Fan, but what did she mean by "her master", and "get out of Lin City or die?"

"You are a tough guy, aren't you. No one dares to speak to me like that."

The middle-aged man wearing the gaudy Patek Philippe shot a cold glare at the girl and scoffed.

Liu Jinhong had made his first bucket of gold as a construction site foreman. As his construction crew grew, so too did his wealth. By now, he owned over billions of assets and was a reputable tycoon in Lin City.

Meanwhile, his burly son, whose name was Liu Biao guffawed and said: "Master my ass, I think you have spent too many spirit stones on Qidian novels!"

To Liu Biao's surprise, Lu Tianqiao was suddenly overtaken by fear and he hurried to stop Liu Biao. "Xiao Biao, shut up already!"

However, it was already too lake.

A cold light glinted in Yukishiro Sa's eyes as she unsheathed the sword on her back.

"You make fun of my master, you die."

A brilliant azure blade aura shot out from the tip of the blade and sliced Liu Biao in half from the middle. Even as Liu Biao's body thudded onto the ground, he still wore a shocked expression on his face. He couldn't believe that such a gorgeous girl could have been so deadly.

"Mur... murder?"

Words got stuck in everyone's mouth. Lady Qiu and Qian Lulu managed to let one world out of their tightly clenched jaws.

"Oh my god..."

The young man was dead, but there was not a single drop of blood on the sword. By then, no one dared to overlook this seemingly meek and docile girl.

Who was she?

She was a devil reincarnate!

"You killed my SON!"

Liu Jinhong pointed an accusatory finger at Yukishiro Sa and shouted at the top of his lungs, nearly losing his voice.

However, he watched in utter disbelief as Lu Tianqiao came over to the girl and kowtowed to her. With a great measure of deference, he apologized: "I am sorry for this. Please let Immortal Master know that we will follow his orders to the letter."

"Humph!!"

Yukishiro Sa snorted at him and sheathed the blade. She turned around and started off without offering a reply.

"Brother in law, she killed my son. Are you going to let her go just like that?" Liu Jinhong shouted incredulously.

"Pa!"

To his surprise and dismay, Lu Tianqiao replied to him with a heavy slap to the face. Half of Liu Jinhong's face swollen up immediately.

"Brother In-law... you..."

Liu Jinhong was dumbfounded.

He looked to Lu Tianqiao in disbelief and heard Lu Tianqiao refuting him hotly: "Don't call me that! I am not your brother-in-law if you don't apologize to Young Lord Qiu and get the heck out of the city! Do that and you might live another day!"

The sudden turn of events had pulled the rug from under everyone, including the Qiu family. They, too, were clueless as to how the table was turned in a blink.

"Who is Xiao Qiu's classmate? The Lu family clearly had a change of heart because they are afraid of the servant girl."

Qiu Zhenqin tried to make sense of the shocking development in his mind.

It was obvious that Liu Jinhong was related to Lu Tianqiao since they called each other "inlaw." But Lu Tianqiao was so afraid of the power behind Yukishiro Sa that he had turned against his own family.

"Are... are you sure?"

By now, even Liu Jinhong noticed that the tide had turned.

"Kneel or die. Choose one." Lu Tianqiao hissed. "Don't you think you can get away with this. Our Lord has spoken and his decision is final. No one in the entire Tian Nan province would dare to stand up for you."

Liu Jinhong shivered after he heard the resoluteness in Lu Tianqiao's voice.

He knew that his brother-in-law would not lie to him, so he must have messed up real bad this time. Having lost his last shred of hope, Liu Jinhong finally gave in.

"Pada."

Liu Jinhong dropped both knees and gritted his teeth. "I am sorry, please forgive me, Young Lord Qiu."

A range of emotions flashed across Qiu Yilun's face, but in the end, he said: "I forgive you, please take it as a lesson learned."

Liu Jinhong rose to his feet and started off immediately, trailing behind his cronies.

A silence fell over the room as the Qiu family members looked at each other with complicated emotions in their eyes. After a while, Qiu Zhenqin finally breaks the spell. "Yilun, who is THAT young man?"

Qiu Zhenqin's question was vague, but Qiu Yilun knew exactly what he was asking. Even as he was about to answer, they heard a wave of commotion rise from the center of the hall.

Flanked by Lu Yanwu, Old Man Lu was making his way down the stairs to the main hall.

"Finally!"

Many people's eyes were lit up with excitement.

They had come to the banquet despite the short notice not for the food, but out of curiosity.

They knew under the Lu family's prosperous facade, things were worse than it seemed. Already, vultures circled above the Lu family whose fate seemed to be hanging in balance. They would swarm in and rip the family into pieces as soon as they registered a sure sign of their weakness.

"I must apologize for the short notice. I invite you all here because we have an honorable guest among us today and I wish to share his blessing with all of you."

Lu Yanwu announced.

"Share his blessing?"

Someone guffawed.

It was as if they were going to meet the emperor of China. Who would use such an over the top and archaic expression anyways?

"The Lu family is on its last leg now. We have been keeping the pressure on them for months and I wager that they have found another benefactor hoping he would scare us away. But even if they still had Lu Tianfen, they still have to cough up their wealth. Times have changed, and so has the world."

A few men sat in a circle on the second floor.

The mood in the circle was heavy and slightly sinister. One of the men with a big scar on his face was the one who spoke up.

Tycoons from Tian Nan province would have recognized these unsavory characters. They dabbled in both the world of law and order and the world of criminals. Liu Jinhong would seem like a joke compared to these men.

"Scarface, don't underestimate the Lu family. I have heard that they had a benefactor who was much more deadly than Lu Tianfen."

The middle-aged man sat at the head of the circle and put in calmly. He was wearing a traditional Chinese shirt and a pair of traditional cotton shoes.

"Hehe, Chief. If that is true, then sure I will kneel before the Lu family and repent. But it has been a year, and we have never seen any sign of such a benefactor. I think the Lu family is bluffing."

Scarface said with a smirk.

Even as Scarface was going to say more, he watched as Lu Yanwu made her way to a young man and whispered something into his ear.

"That's it? That's their honorable guest? A fucking kid? Haha! The Lu family is really desperate!"

Scarface guffawed loudly with the many tycoons sitting with him.

However, their leader's face changed a little as he suddenly clenched his fist.

"That is..."

"I would like to introduce our most honorable guest, Mr. Chen Fan from the Chen family of Jin City!"

Once Lu Yanwu had gotten Chen Fan's permission, she announced Chen Fan's name to the speaker.

"Chen Fan from the Chen Fan of Jin City?"

The middle-aged man was so stunned by the announcement that he didn't even notice that he had dropped his wine cup. His body froze and turned into a statue.

"Who is that?"

Qiu Zhenqin had never heard of that name before.

Then he turned around and saw the young man. He, just like everyone else in the room, was confused.

"The Chen family of Jin City? Yes, I have heard of them. But what's the point of having a benefactor who does not preside in Tian Nan Province? Plus, he must be a third-generation member of the Chen family, what good is that?"

Many people furrowed their brows and felt the formality was uncalled for.

A few other people even sneered at the Lu family for the increasingly obvious signs of falling from grace ever since Lu Tianfen's downfall.

Even as someone was about to take a jab at the Lu family, someone else let out a surprised cry.

"Isn't that Chen Beixuan, General Chen?"

The announcement stirred up the crowd. Those who were well connected with forces in Zhong Hai their eyes widened in surprise and gasped: "What? Chen Beixuan?"

"I'll be damned! That is General Chen in person. I have seen his picture before, looks exactly like him."

"OMG! General Chen has come to Lin City? How did the Lu family manage to pull that off?"

Even as most people were still trying to wrap their heads around the development, some had rushed forward to kowtow to Chen Fan.

A few top dogs who had occupied the seats on the second floor suddenly lost their calm. They rushed down the stairs, pushing others out of their way and murmured: "Hurry! I need to pay tribute to Immortal Master Chen!"

Suddenly, the tycoons and government officials formed a current that flowed toward Chen Fan.

Qiu Zhenqin was an insignificant player, so he was still clueless as to what had happened or who that young man was.

"Boss Min, can you tell me who General Chen is? Is he powerful?"

"Calling him powerful is an understatement. He is... invincible!" Boss Min was about to break free from Qiu Zhenqin's hold and rush to Chen Fan, but he suddenly remembered something.

"Zhenqin, don't you know him?"

"Yes, he is my son's classmate." Qiu Zhenqin nodded.

"Holy shit!" Boss Min slapped his thigh and shouted: "Why don't you say that earlier? You have just hit the jackpot! With your connection with General Chen, no one in the entire Tian Nan would dare to mess with you"

"What?"

The Qiu family was shocked beyond belief.

Qiu Yilun alone knew Chen Fan's identity, but he had kept his silence. However, as he watched the young man surrounded by powerful tycoons, he felt extremely inadequate and was convinced that he would never catch up with Chen Fan.

The leader of the group of middle-aged men on the second floor also rose to his feet and heaved a sigh."Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go meet this Immortal Master Chen. It's only a matter of time now until the Lu family claims the entire Tian Nan."

Scarface and the others looked at each other in confusion and asked: "Chief, who is this Immortal Master Chen?"

"Hehe, it's better if you don't know." The middle-aged man said as fear flickered in his eyes. "I don't think any of us can even comprehend his prowess."

His words didn't answer any questions, instead, it stoked fear inside of his listeners.

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Chapter 483: Entering The Medicine God Valley Again

Chen Fan didn't want to spend too much time in the main hall, so he left with Lu Yanwu and entered the backyard.

His only purpose was to show some support for the Lu family and he had done enough of that tonight.

Just yesterday, Chen Fan had subjugated the entire Zhong Hai and therefore many people who lived in Lin City also heard of what had happened. Therefore, Chen Fan wagered that would be enough to deter anyone from making a move on the Lu family.

"Mr. and Mrs. Qiu, Immortal Master wishes to see you."

By the end of the banquet, Qiu Zhenqin was stopped on his way out of the banquet hall.

"Mr. Chen?"

Qiu Zhenqin and Qiu Yilun exchanged a knowing glance with each other.

They followed the servants and quickly arrived in the backyard.

The "backyard" turned out to be the size of a park with a small gurgling creek running through it in the middle. There were painted pavilions and miniature bridges dotted here and there throughout the manicured garden. Many servants bustled about in the garden, wearing plain traditional style Qipao dresses and their hair was up in buns. Despite their swift steps, their cotton shoes made no sound on the ground. It made the visitors feel as if they walked into a nobleman's garden a few hundred years ago.

"Such culture and wealth!"

Qiu Zhenqin exclaimed in his mind.

The inner sections of the Lu family residence were never open to visitors, regardless of their rank in the government or their total wealth. Therefore, it was the first time Qiu Yilun ever set foot into this opulent labyrinth.

They arrived at the entrance of a small building. Qiu Zhenqin saw that the two vases that flanked the entrance as decoration were genuine relics from the Qin dynasty. Each one of them was worth over a hundred thousand to two hundred. Such treasure was placed outside of the building by the Lu family as if it was worth nothing.

"They must be insanely rich! Us from the Qiu family simply couldn't compare. Yilun, behave yourself while you talk to Mr. Chen, be humble and don't act like a brash teenager."

Qiu Zhenqin heaved a sigh and warned his son sternly.

"Yes, father."

Qiu Yilun nodded.

Meanwhile, Qian Lulu and Lady Qiu were enamored by the exquisite fineries scattered around the garden. There were so many of them that they weren't sure where to place their eyes.

They kept reaching deeper into the garden and went through a few more fences until they saw guards standing by another entrance. These guards all bore an overbearing demeanor and even the air around them had an intimidating quality to it. They were powerful warriors, the cream of the crop among martial artists.

Qian Lulu and the others were still clueless as to the extent of Chen Fan's real strength.

However, when the leaders of the Lu family, including many leaders, treated Chen Fan with utmost respect, they, too, felt a deep respect for Chen Fan.

"Immortal Master is waiting for you. This way please."

The servant led the Qiu family to a magnificent pavilion and said.

Qiu Zhenqin cracked the door open and saw Chen Fan was sitting in an arm hair, sipping a cup of tea. Old Man Lu sat across the table with his back hunched over. Meanwhile, the Queen of Lin City, the CEO of the Lus Group, was pouring more tea into Chen Fan's cup. Yukishiro Sa sat alertly behind Chen Fan.

"General Chen."

Qiu Zhenqin plastered on a smile and bowed deeply to Chen Fan. Meanwhile, lady Qiu who was high on her horses also gave Chen Fan an ingratiating smile.

"Boss?"

Qiu Yilun was overtaken by a mix of strong yet complicated feelings.

Two years ago while they were in Hong Kong, Qiu Yilun didn't notice nearly as big of a gap between him and Chen Fan as it was now. Chen Fan's illustrious achievements sounded almost unbelievable to him.

However, Qiu Yilun was quickly convinced of Chen Fan's unimaginable power once he saw reputable tycoons and government officers, such as the immeasurably wealthy Lu family, bow to Chen Fan with deference.

"There is no need for such formality. I am Yilun's classmate, so just call me Chen Fan."

Chen Fan said readily.

Despite Chen Fan's words, Qiu Zhenqin had eventually settled on "Mr. Chen." He would never dare to call the mighty figure by his name.

Chen Fan left it at that and didn't insist them to drop the formality. He knew that it was unreasonable to expect people to treat him as an ordinary fellow human being. Not even his childhood friends or college roommates could have done that.

"I just wanted to chat with you guys. It has been a while since the last time Yilun and I talked with each other. I wonder if you have any news from school?"

Chen Fan said lightly.

"Ah... yes... yes. Please chat with Yilun and Lulu. My wife and I will excuse ourselves for now." Qiu Zhenqin bowed a few times and retreated from the room with his wife.

Even after his parents were gone, Qiu Yilun still wore the "Humble" expression in his face as per his father's instruction.

"What are you doing there? Come over here! Have you already forgotten about your boss?" Chen Fan threw banter at him.

"Your hoity-toity-ness has scared me." Qiu Yilun heaved a sigh as his face finally softened. He sauntered over to Chen Fan and sat down.

"Boss, did you know how bossy you were? I feel like I should call you 'my lord'."

"You can think of Immortal Master Chen as the Kokushi or Grand Preceptor during the ancient time. Even kings had to show respect for him." Lu Yanwu said calmly.

"Indeed! I would never expect Boss to be so far ahead of us in life already."

Qiu Yilun cracked a smile, but he couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes.

"Let's talk about something else. What's new at school?"

Chen Fan waved a hand.

The mentioning of school lit up Qiu Yilun's eyes and lightened his mood. He quickly stopped comparing himself with Chen Fan in his mind and started to reflect on their past. It wasn't long before Lu Yanwu brought out two jars of wine filled to the brim with fragrant vintage.

Compared to the thirty-year Matai, these wines were much more flavourful and more true to the terraria where the grains were harvested.

Qiu Yilun lifted one of the jars and signaled Chen Fan to do the same with the other and swilled the content.

Qian Lulu watched as her mind raced. In the end, she heaved a sigh of regret.

"Qinya, you are a much better judge of character than I am. You have chosen a true dragon, while I have picked a little earthworm."

Qiu Yilun got hammered that night, so Chen Fan had to order the Lu family to clean up a guest bedroom for him and Qian Lulu.

When Qiu Yilun finally woke up the next morning, he learned that Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa were already gone.

"Gone?"

Qiu Yilun's mind reeled at Chen Fan's sudden departure.

"Don't overthink, Yilun. Both you and I are ordinary people, so let's be content with our ordinary life. Chen Fan lives in an entirely different world now." Qian Lulu comforted her boyfriend softly.

"Right."

Qiu Yilun pondered for a while and nodded in the end.

Meanwhile, Chen Fan was already on his way to Medicine God Valley Sect with Yukishiro Sa in tow.

He had planned to go to Hong Kong first, but his trip to the Lu family had changed his mind.

"I need to figure out this Snow God Palace first. Someone at the Medicine God Valley Sect must know something. They have been around for hundreds of years and were well connected to all major sects. One-eyed Naga King is still guarding the fort for me in Hong Kong. He is a peak Dharma Cultivation level spell caster and could hold himself well in almost any situation, so there is no hurry to get there immediately. The Medicine God Valley Sect should be my priority."

Chen Fan thought to himself.

"Huhuhu."

Chen Fan's white Ferrari 458 overruled across the highway.

Tian Nan province was a few thousand miles away from Medicine God Valley Sect. However, both Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa were able to travel round the clock without taking a rest, so they reached Dragon Head City in just two days.

The Medicine God Valley Sect was located at the Lin Shan village near Dragon Head City.

This village was on the only route to Medicine God Valley Sect so most seekers of medicine would stop at the village and rest. Over time, the quiet village had become a bustling business hub. However, when Chen Fan arrived at the village, he found the streets empty and the stores closed.

"Excuse me, sir. Where is everyone?"

Chen Fan found a villager and asked him.

"Sigh!. The Medicine God Valley Sect closed its door to medicine seekers. Once the visitors dried up, people started moving out of the town in droves." The old man said

"Are you two going to visit the Medicine God Valley Sect? You might as well turn around right now. The sect is closed."

"The sect is closed?"

Chen Fan was taken aback.

In the few hundred years of Medicine God Valley Sect's history, never once did it shut its door to visitors.

Chen Fan found a hotel and checked-in his luggage and started up the mountain path with only a backpack.

It would take an average person a couple of days to reach the valley, but Chen Fan was there within a couple of hours. They arrived at the entrance to the fort that guarded the Medicine God Valley Sect before noon.

"It's Immortal Master Chen!"

The black-clad guard recognized Chen Fan from the top of the fortification. His eyes lit up with elation and he shouted to the people inside the fort at the top of his lungs.

The fort residence took whatever they could find that would make a loud din and rushed out of the fort to welcome Chen Fan, trailing behind a cacophony of clinks, clanks, and dongs.

"Grand Elder, Fifth Elder, Jin Yi..."

Chen Fan scanned the welcoming crowd and noticed a lot of familiar faces.

"Uh? Where is the King of Elixirs?"

Chen Fan asked.

His question brought a pang of pain and regret to everyone's face. Already, Zhou JinYi's eyes turned red and she said, sobbing "My Lord, he died a year ago."

"What?"

Chen Fan was shocked.

"My lord, ever since we got the news of your death at Siberia, the Ghost Witch Sect from southwest China joined forces with the Blood Witch Sect, Spirit Witch Sect, and sixteen other Witch Sects to attack us. Sect master had taken on three Perfected Cultivators at once and although he was able to kill one and gravely injure the other two, Sect master died in the evening due to the poison in his wounds. We were able to drive the attackers back, but our victory came at a heavy cost. That's when we decided to stop receiving visitors"

Grand Elder heaved a sigh and said: "Before Sect Master died, he had named Jin Yi as his successor."

"Ghost Witch Sect?"

Chen Fan narrowed his glinting eyes.

He had killed the young lord of the Ghost Witch Sect in order to save Yu Wenjin, and killed one more member from the Ghost Witch Sect later using Li Fire Golden Eyes. He had thought that the Ghost Witch Sect would have learned its lesson, but little did he know that they would rally the other witch sects and attack Medicine God Valley Sect and kill the King of Elixirs.

"The Witch sects had been eyeing the Medicine God Valley Sect for years. I wager that they had been dreaming of reclaiming Great Magus's Dharma Treasure buried in the valley."

Grand Elder put in.

"Oh? What Dharma Treasure?"

Chen Fan raised an eyebrow and asked curiously.

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Chapter 484: North Qiong Sect

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

As the Grand Elder started filling Chen Fan in on what had happened in the past, a complete story finally started to surface before Chen Fan. The Witch Sects had many branches but the Dark Witch Sect had always been the leading branch. Many powerful overlords hailed from the Dark Witch Sect and remained unchallenged.

Three hundred years ago, the Great Magus of the Dark Witch Sect became a dominant force in China. Even if China was as powerful of a nation as it was now, it would have difficulties keeping the Great Magus in check.

The Great Magus sought medicine from the Medicine God Valley Sect, and in return, he had helped the Medicine God Valley Sect cast a Dharma Array over the valley and left a Dharma Treasure as gratitude.

"That Dharma Treasure was one of the seven Magus Artifacts that had passed down generations in the Dark Witch Sect. It was created by an Earth Level Deity a thousand years ago. The Dark Witch Sect had abided by the Grand Magus's oath and never attempted to claim it personally. However, they told the other witch sects that they would offer handsome rewards to those who could bring the Dharma Treasure back from the Medicine God Valley Sect. The Ghost Witch Sect was one of the sects that had taken up the challenge."

Grand Elder heaved a sigh and said.

"Why don't you return the artifact to the Dark Witch Sect if they needed it so bad? Didn't you say that there is a reward?" Chen Fan asked.

"You are right, Immortal Master. But that Magus Artifact is truly extraordinary. It is a Tripod Cauldron called "Earth Magus Tripod Cauldron." Rumor had it that it was an instrument for elixir brewing used by an earth level Magus. It had been put to good use in our sect so none of the sect leaders had thought of giving it away.

Grand Elder cracked a smile in embarrassment.

"Earth Magus Tripod Cauldron?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes as his interest was piqued.

He wagered that the so-called Earth Magus was the Witch Sect equivalent of Earth Level Deity who had reached Connate Spirit level. A Dharma Treasure from such a mighty cultivator would be ungodly powerful. No wonder the Medicine God Valley Sect would not let it go.

"What a shame that the Earth Magus Tripod Cauldron was taken away by the Ghost Witch Sect, otherwise, I would have offered it to you. Such a miraculous artifact would only realize its full potential in the hands of an Immortal Master."

Grand Elder exclaimed.

The Elixir Tripod Cauldron was useless in ordinary people's hands since to use it would require a tremendous amount of energy.

However, it would be extremely useful when it was used by Chen Fan. King of Elixirs wanted to give it to Chen Fan, but Chen Fan left the valley to fight Lei Qianjue in a hurry, so the King of Elixirs didn't get the time to do so.

"No worries, I will go to the Ghost Witch Sect and get it back."

Chen Fan waved a hand and said proudly.

He might not even be able to use the Connate Dharma Artifact, such as the Elixir Tripod Cauldron when he was only at the Ethereal Enlightenment level. However, the Elixir Tripod Cauldron would be a perfect little tool for him now since he had reached the Divine Sea level.

Afterward, the Grand Elder invited Chen Fan into the valley to ask a few questions about Elixir Brewing.

Chen Fan agreed readily.

He had planned to groom the Medicine God Valley Sect into one of his own personal Elixir Brewing teams. Therefore he had taught them a great number of Elixir Brewing techniques two years ago. That brought the matter of forming a sect into Chen Fan's mind, so he asked the Medicine God Valley Sect if they were interested in joining.

"Immortal Master, you wish to form a sect?"

Grand Elder and Fifth Elder were both elated by the revelation.

Medicine God Valley Sect was a renowned sect that was over a few hundred years old. However, their elixir brewing skills still paled in comparison with that of Chen Fan. The Medicine God Valley Sect members were shocked by the breadth and depth of Chen Fan's knowledge in Elixir Brewing.

"We, the Medicine God Valley Sect, will gladly join you, Immortal Master. What will be the name of your sect?"

The Grand Elder asked and bowed deeply.

The Medicine God Valley Sect had just lost their Sect Master and was embattled by old and new enemies. If they could join Chen Fan's sect, no one would ever dare to mess with them while they were under the protection of the Living legend.

"I was in the True Martial Celestial Sect, so I could name it that. But the True Martial Celestial Sect is too far away from here, and you guys have not yet reached the requirements to join the True Martial Celestial Sect, so.." Chen Fan pondered a while, then said: "I think I will call it North Qiong."

"North Qiong Sect?"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

A light flashed in Yukishiro Sa's eyes as the name reminded her of the painting of the Zi Qiong Goddess that she saw in the Green Dragon Grand Array.

"Yes, the North Qiong Sect. I am the Sect Leader, and there are two other disciples. One is called A'Xiu, she should have reached Transcendent State now. You might have heard of the other Disciple: Hua Yunfeng. He has just reached Immortal State a few days back. The Medicine God Valley Sect could be an off-shot chapter of the North Qiong Sect that specializes in Elixir Brewing. Jinyi will be the chapter's leader while you guys will be her assistants and chief alchemists."

Chen Fan went on to set the sect rules.

He used to run the True Martial Celestial Sect that had branches across the universe, so he was familiar with the organizational structures of an effective sect.

"Within the sect, there will be five levels. The Sect Master, Head Disciples, Elders, Chapter Heads, Regular Disciples, and Outer sect disciples. "

Chen Fan didn't want to make the organizational structure too complicated since he didn't mean to stay on earth for too long.

"What? Hua Yunfeng is your disciple, and he has already reached Immortal State?"

Members of the Medicine God Valley Sect were shocked beyond belief.

Hua Yunfeng of Zhong Hai was a renowned Grandmaster who had presided over Zhong Hai for decades. He had been the leader of the formidable Green Gang, yet, even he had become Chen Fan's disciple. How powerful exactly was Chen Fan?

The thought had banished the last shred of resentment the alchemists had toward Chen Fan for taking away their former identity and annexing their sect.

Under the Grand Elder's lead, they all knelt before Chen Fan and announced in unison.

"The Disciples of the Elixir Brewing Chapter congratulate you, Sect Master, for forming the new sect!"

And then, they took a deep ceremonious bow to solidify their new relationship with Chen Fan. The Grand Elder felt a heavyweight was finally off their mind after they have secured such a mighty benefactor.

Chen Fan and the Medicine God Valley Sect always had an amicable relationship, but the Medicine God Valley Sect was never under Chen Fan's protection.

However, once the Medicine God Vally Sect was turned into the Elixir Brewing Chapter of the North Qiong Sect, Chen Fan had officially taken the Medicine God Valley Sect under his wing.

"Master, what about me? What is my title?"

Yukishiro Sa pouted and asked.

"You? You can be the Guardian of the Sect, the same level as the other Chapter Leaders." Chen Fan said with a smile.

"Thank you, master."

Yukishiro Sa's face bloomed like a flower and also unraveled her beauty that had been hidden under her icy expression.

"Since you have joined my sect, you shall never break my sect rules. "

Chen Fan pulled a cold face and grunted as a gush of energy poured out from him, filling up the entire room. The energy weighed heavily on top of everyone, sending many to their knees.

"Yes, we will abide by the sect rules."

Grand Elder and the others hurried to kowtow to Chen Fan.

The intense pressure in the room cleared any doubts about Chen Fan's deadly power and his willingness to use it.

He was a deadly cutthroat living legend who wouldn't hesitate to take anyone's life should they offend him.

"There aren't many rules in the North Qiong Sect. However, by joining my sect, you have put your lives in my hands. I want to make it clear to you right now that the reason I created this sect is to protect my family. Therefore, rule number one: Never harm anyone from the Chen family."

Chen Fan said lightly.

"Understood."

Everyone bowed again.

"That's it; there is no rule number two. I don't much like rules."

The others finally rose to their feet slowly after Chen Fan had finished announcing the only rule of the sect.

Chen Fan had established the Chen family's status in the sect, but what he meant by the Chen family included only his Grandpa, parents, Sister An, Chen Ning, and Chen Guoguo. The rest didn't count. Chen Fan would offer the rest of the Chen family a large sum of money and leave them to their own devices.

After Chen Fan set up the sect structure in a broad stroke, Zhou Jinyi and Yukishiro Sa started to work industriously to finalize many details. Both girls had experience running large organizations, therefore, the task was right up their alley. Chen Fan found Yukishiro Sa particularly helpful, and she had almost become Chen Fan's personal assistant. While the two girls worked out the details, he had started to teach the elders basic Dharmic formulation for Elixir Brewing. He also asked them about Snow God Palace while he was at it.

"Sect master, I vaguely remembered the Snow God Palace. Our former Sect master mentioned it to us once a long time ago."

The Grand Elder pondered for a while and answered.

"Oh? What did he say about the Snow God Palace?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and pressed on.

One of the reasons he was here at Medicine God Valley was to find out clues about the Snow God Palace.

"Our former Sect Master said that the Snow God Palace was located deep inside of a snow mountain. They only have female members. Every ten years or so, they would come out of the mountain to seek disciples. I wager that Miss Lu was taken by them for that purpose as well." Grand Elder said.

"Do you know where the Snow God Palace is?"

Chen Fan asked with knitted brows.

"I was told that the Snow God Palace was extremely secretive. Rumors about their existence have existed for thousands of years, and many have tried to seek them out, but they all failed. The only thing we know about them was that their leaders were extraordinarily beautiful women and deadly as well. Nearly all of them were of Immortal State. I had never thought that the Snow God Palace should surface during my lifetime."

Grand Elder shook his head and said.

"Sect master, we used to be a small sect, so our information is limited. However, sects such as the Dark Witch Sect, Heavenly Master Sect, or the Wu Dang Sect must know much more than we do."

"Right."

Chen Fan nodded and left it at that.

At least now he knew that Lu Yanxue was not in danger, so he was not in a hurry.

That being said, the fact that the Snow God Palace's heir had taken Lu Yanxue away without his consent didn't sit well with him.

"They better treat Yanxue well, otherwise, I will turn the Snow God Palace into a bloodbath."

Chen Fan sneered.

In the next few days, Chen Fan had taught more Dharmic formulation to his disciples at the Elixir Brewing Chapters. He also created a "Divine Soul Token" for each of the disciples.

This token was connected to the soul and spirit of the disciples and was used as a pledge for the disciple's loyalty since Chen Fan could kill anyone of the traitors by breaking the token.

Once Chen Fan had tied up all the loose ends, he headed southwest toward the Ghost Witch Sect.

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Chapter 485: His Last Name Is Chen

Ghost Witch Sect.

It was one of the three greatest Witch Sects in China. The other two being the Blood Witch Sect and the Dark Witch Sect. Chen Fan already had a run-in with the Ghost Witch Sect while the latter tried to kidnap his childhood friend Yu Wenjin. In the end, the Young Lord of the Ghost Witch Sect was burned alive by Chen Fan's Li Fire Golden Eyes and Chen Fan also gained the Summoning Flute of Demon God from the Young Lord.

"Yu Wenjin followed Bai Wuji to Southwest, I wonder how did his cultivation go?"

The image of a refined and innocent girl who had a heart as pure as the Saussurea came into Chen Fan's mind.

Yu Wenjin was chosen by the Ghost Witch Sect because of her pure Yin body. Chen Fan had left Yu Wenjin go with Bai Wuji because the latter had not only promised Chen Fan of the girl's safety but also that he would send the girl to the Seu Family of Grand Yin to further her cultivation.

"If I ran into Wenjin, I will invite her to the North Qiong Sect. She can also stay closer to home that way. "

Chen Fan thought.

The Area where Medicine God Valley was located bordered Southwestern China Provinces. However, the border was made up of huge mountains, with meandering narrow roads. Yukishiro Sa, the Sect Guardian of the North Qiong Sect was an experienced driver, so the torturous road was not a problem for them.

"Boom!"

Ferrari's engine revved up in the mountain road.

They had driven on the mountain for hours but hadn't seen a soul yet. Since they had the entire road to themselves, speed was not an issue for them.

Their travel was punctuated by a couple of encounters with highway bandits. Yukishiro Sa had handled them with ease and Chen Fan didn't even need to lift a finger.

Half a day later, they have finally arrived at Rong City.

As the capital of the Southwest Province, the Rong City was a bustling metropolis. However, Chen Fan's white Ferrari and hot female companion were extremely attention arresting.

"Master, where are we heading?"

Yukishiro Sa asked.

"Just me a minute."

Chen Fan closed his eyes and projected out his Divine Sense.

By now, Chen Fan could project his Divine Will as far as thirty kilometers. Therefore, he could easily cover the entire city to seek out anyone he was looking for.

"Uh? Why can't I find Yu Wenjin?"

Chen Fan furrowed his brows.

Yu Wenjin has a Pure Yin body, therefore, her presence should stand out in Chen Fan's divine sense.

"Maybe she is not in Rong City? What about Bai Wuji?" So thinking, Chen Fan changed his target and started searching for Bai Wuji. Bai Wuji was a mighty fire bender, and the family lord of the Bai family, he had left a deep first impression on Chen Fan.

"Not here... no... Ah-ha! Here you are!"

Chen Fan finally opened his eyes and said: "Let's go to Bai's Residence. It's located at the southeastern corner of the City"

The Bai's Residence turned out to be a well-known location in the city and was even a registered address in the GPS maps. When the two arrived at the Bai's Residence, it was only early morning.

"Sir, this is private property, no trespassing."

The two were immediately stopped by the guards standing by the entrance. Although these guards were not Dao-Reaching Level cultivators, their swift movements were energetic. It was evident that they were of phenomenal success level in their Internal Force cultivation.

"Please tell Bai Wuji that an old friend from Jiang Bei Si Shui county wants to see him."

A cold light glinted in Chen Fan's eyes. Then he said lightly.

"Ah, and tell him that my last name is Chen."

"Very well."

The guard hesitated a little as he examined the two. As the visitor's unusual appearance settled in, he turned around and walked into the residence.

Meanwhile, in the living room of that Bai's Residence, six men and women were sitting around a table. Behind them stood many servants and disciples.

These six individuals were of different age and sex, Bai Wuji was also among them.

Judging by their appearances, Bai Wuji was far from the most imposing. An old man sitting motionlessly at the head of the table seemed to have the most commanding presence. It was evident that he was a Perfected Cultivator of the Dharma Cultivation Level.

"Lord Seu, you have lost the girl, you need to give me a proper explanation."

Bai Wuji kept his brows tightly knotted. A flicker of worry flashed in his eyes.

He was walking to a gorgeous woman wearing a gown with long drapes that befitted a queen's grace. She wore her hair up in a stylish bun and the large V neck exposed much of her glowing skin without coming off as scantily-covered. Her appearance had such a graceful and aloofness to it that she might as well be a goddess that descended from the moon.

"Humph! Wenjin is my disciple too. Have you ever thought about my feelings after she was taken away from me by force?"

The woman in gown flung back at him hotly.

"I have been grooming her industriously for two years and finally the Perfected Seed had started to form within her. In less than ten years, she could have reached Dharma Cultivation. However, the Grand Magus of the Ghost Witch Sect had come to me personally, demanding the girl as an offering. What choice did I have?"

The woman was the family lord of the Seu Family, Seu Yunzhi. The Seu Family was one of the six greatest Dharma Spell families in Southeast Province.

As a matter of fact, all six people sitting in the room were from the six greatest Dharma Spell families.

Bai family, Lii Family, Yuan family, Gong Family, Seu Family and the Shi Family.

"Whatever. She is just a useless little wench in the hands of the Ghost Witch Sect. Even if she was the Vessel of the Arcane Yin Energy, the Ghost Witch Sect would never make a Perfected Cultivator out of her."

Lii Family Lord waved a dismissal.

"Just so. We wanted Yu Wenjin back then because we needed to use her against the Young Lord of the Ghost Witch Sect. But the Young Lord is already dead, so is the Magus spell he cast on us. What good is Yu Wenjin now? As for her talents, I'm sure we can find substitutes. We can't start a war with the Ghost Witch Sect over a little girl."

Gong Family lord also chimed in.

"Humph!!"

Seu Yunzhi snorted but had kept her silence.

She didn't want to see Yu Wenjin being taken away from her, but neither did she try anything to protect her. After all, Yu Wenjin was just a tool, however precious she was. Therefore, when the Grand Magus came knocking on her door and asked for the girl, she offered her up without protesting.

"You... you... sigh!"

The indifference of his peers and stoked the anger inside of Bai Wuji. He stomped the ground a few times and then slammed a fist on the table, but all the while, he couldn't say a complete sentence to speak up for the girl. In the end, he heaved a sigh and said.

"Do you have any idea who Yu Wenjin was?"

"Humph! A useless little wrench from a backwater village."

Before anyone said anything, a girl with an attractive face put in. Her voice had an edge to it.

This girl looked just like Seu Yunzhi, and was equally attractive. She was Seu Yunzhi's daughter, Seu Nanan

Seu Nanan never liked Yu Wenjin. She despised Yu Wenjin's lowly background and envied her extraordinary talent. When she heard that Yu Wenjin was taken away from the Seu family, she even felt lighthearted.

"Indeed! We all know that she is a descendant of the Yu family in Miao's Land. She was picked out by Young Lord and was sent to Jiang Bei. You then killed Young Lord and took her to the Seu Family of Grand Yin. What else is there to know about her? Do you have feelings for this girl?"

Lii Family lord smiled sarcastically.

Bai Wuji had risen to power after he claimed that he had laid low the Young Lord in Jiang Bei. The Bai family also became the second most powerful family in Southwest Province, next only to the Shi Family.

"Fine. I guess it's time to tell you guys what really happened."

Bai Wuji let out a wry smile.

"Are you really that naive to believe that I have killed the young lord? He is a half-step away from Dharma Cultivation, for god's sake, not to mention all those deadly trinkets he carried with him. Even if I had killed him, why do you think the Grand Magus had allowed me to live till this day?"

"What?"

His words confused his listeners.

They had their doubts before, but in the end, they believed that Bai Wuji must have used some secret Dharma Artifact of the Bai family during the fight. After all, the young lord was not yet a Perfected Cultivator so his death was not impossible.

"You didn't kill Young Lord?"

Lord Lii's face suddenly changed.

Even the stately looking old man who had been sitting and listening to the conversation quietly opened his eyes.

"Of course not me! Don't you know how powerful he is, adding on that Primordial Ghost Flute, I wouldn't have defeated him even if I doubled my power. Someone else did it, someone, who was closely related to Yu Wenjin. He had ordered me to look after Yu Wenjin after she returned to Southeast Province."

Bai Wuji said fervently.

"Oh? Now I remember that Yu Wenjin told me that she has a classmate who was extremely powerful. I asked the girl her classmate's name, but her lips were sealed. I always thought she was just pulling my leg."

Seu Nanan exclaimed.

"Lord Bai, are you afraid of that guy?"

Lii Family Lord asked sarcastically.

"Hehe. The Ghost Witch Sect aside, even the six of us would never be afraid of a teenager. Even if our defense fell short, we still have the support of Perfected Cultivator Shi."

The quiet old man ran his fingers through his beard and

He was the family Lord of the Shi Family, a Perfected Cultivator.

"Hehe. If you knew who that person is, you wouldn't say that." Bai Wuji let out a cold smile.

"Who is he?"

Lord Yuan narrowed his eyes and asked offhandedly.

"He was born in Jiang Bei, and so some people call him Master Chen of Jiang Bei. I wager you might not have heard of that, but you must be familiar with another one of his names."

Bai Wuji paused as he put on a solemn expression.

"Chen Beixuan!"

"What?"

The revelation had set everyone back on their heels. Even Perfected Cultivator Shi rounded his eyes in shock and disbelief. Meanwhile, Lord Lii was so terrified by the name he fell from his chair and collapsed to the floor.

Chen Beixuan?

The number one warrior on the Heaven roll and the Living Legend?

Even though the six family clans were located in Southeast Province, they heard of Chen Fan's name and knew he was the only person listed on the re-opened Divine Roll.

"Chen... Chen Beixuan"

Seu Yunzhi's face paled.

This name and his military title were both well known by overlords all over the world.

They also knew that Chen Fan was a very vengeful person, and would not hesitate to kill. Many people even compare his brutality with that of the Great Magus from the Dark Witch Sect who lived three hundred years ago

"Do you know why I am so worried now?" Bai Wuji managed to squeeze a smile onto his face and said: "If Chen Beixuan comes to question us about the girl's disappearance, what are we going to say to him? "

The others looked at each other fearfully. Even the Perfected Cultivator Shi had lost his calm and his face was taut with distress.

Lord Bai's comment had hit the mark. Even as everyone wondered if they should join forces and rescue the girl, a guard came in and said: "My lords, there is a couple at the door who want to see you. The man said he knew you, and he is from Si Shui."

"And he said his last name is Chen."

The Guard added.

A deadly silence fell over the room as if the announcement had cast a magical spell that turned everyone dumb.

Meanwhile, life and color quickly drained away from the attendee's faces.

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Chapter 486: My Word is The Rule

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The guard waited for instruction for a while but didn't get any. So he looked up. He noticed that the mighty family lords were shaken to the core and their faces were as pale as paper.

"What is going on?" Even as the guard wondered in his mind, he heard Lii Family Lord's shaky voice.

"It... it's that man?"

He got no reply, but the silence had confirmed his question.

Bai Wuji had presided over Southeast Province and it is not likely that he would have any enemy in Jiang Bei. Plus, the visitor said his last name is Chen and he is from Chu Zhou City, Si Shui County. It must not be a coincidence. By then, even the aloof Seu Yunzhi seemed to have lost her cool.

Anyone who dabbled in martial arts would have heard of Chen Beixuan's name.

Chen Beixuan was not going to let the Seu Family get away with it if he heard that they had offered Yu Wenjin to the Ghost Witch Sect. Even as Seu Family rushed to improvise an excuse, she heard a cold voice come up: "Lord Bai, is this how you treat your guests?"

Everyone wrenched their head toward the speaker and saw a couple were already through the threshold. The man was of average looks and was in his twenties. He wore a casual outfit and linked his hands behind his back while holding a stoic and distant expression. The girl had breathtaking beauty and was in a white traditional outfit with a sword strapped to his back.

"How... How did you get in? Didn't I tell you to wait outside?"

The guard rounded his eyes and was about to lash out at Chen Fan.

To his surprise, Bai Wuji abruptly rose to his feet and scurried to the young man. But he didn't get close to him. When he was still a dozen steps away from Chen Fan, he bowed deeply and said: "Junior Bai Wuji welcomes you, Immortal Master Chen. Your presence honors us. All hail the Immortal Master Chen!"

By then, everyone knew who the visitor was.

"Pee' lee Paa'laa..."

Everyone rushed to get out of their chair and hurried to come over to Chen Fan.

"We are the six great families of the Southeast Province. We welcome you, Immortal Master Chen."

The guard was rendered speechless by the development.

People who bowed to the young man were not ordinary individuals, they included the lords of the Lii Family, Yuan family, and the Seu Family.

Anyone of them was an extraordinary mighty figure who possessed unmatched Dharmic powers. The Perfected Cultivator Shi, in particular, was a dominant figure in the Southeast Province whose influence was rivaled only by a couple of other men.

However, all these powerful men and women bowed to the young man. Who exactly was the young man?

Even as the guard pondered on his question, he heard Chen Fan said slowly: "Lord Bai, I trusted Yu Wenjin to you, and you had promised me Yu Wenjin's safety. What do you have to say to me now?"

Bai Wuji's body trembled as words got stuck in his throat, failing to form a sentence.

"So you are Seu Yunzhi, the family lord of the Seu Family of Grand Yin? Where is Wenjin? She was going to be your disciple, so I was told."

Chen Fan landed his gaze on the gorgeous woman in a gown.

Seu Yunzhi looked up and was about to make up some excuses, however, as soon as she connected gazes with Chen Fan's indifferent and dispassionate eyes, her mind suddenly went blank and the lies she made up were nowhere to be found.

Such was the power of the Divine Will of a Divine Sea level cultivator that Seu Yunzhi's mind was easily overwhelmed.

"It's the Ghost Witch Sect. They came to us and demanded us to hand over Yu Wenjin, or they would kill us all. What choice did we have? Why don't you pick on someone of your own size and go knock on the Ghost Witch Sect's door?"

Seu Nanan shouted at Chen Fan loudly.

Her audacious remarks terrified everyone. Her mother's legs trembled uncontrollably and threatened to bring her down to the ground.

Seu Nanan was not only spoiled by her parents, but she had never stepped foot outside of Southeast Province. Thanks to the valor of ignorance that emboldened the girl to fling back at Chen Fan.

"Yu Wenjin was taken away by the Ghost Witch Sect?"

Chen Fan's face suddenly became severe.

Chen Fan had listened to their previous conversation using Divine Will, so he already knew the Ghost Witch Sect was involved in Yu Wenjin's disappearance.

However, hearing it again from Seu Nanan had stoked the fire in Chen Fan. A powerful wave of energy suddenly burst out from Chen Fan and swept across the entire hall like a hurricane. The temperature in the hall suddenly dropped a few degrees. Even Seu Nanan was shocked by the development and reckoned that she had just ruffled the feathers of someone extremely powerful.

"Very well... It's the Ghost Witch Sect, is it? They have kidnapped my friend, so they left me with no other choice than to wipe them out from this planet."

Chen Fan said calmly.

However, those who had heard his words were terrified.

"Pahda!"

Lii Family Lord's knees finally gave in and dropped to the ground. Perfected Cultivator Shi pleaded: "Immortal Master Chen, please allow me to explain. None of us wanted to see Wenjin being taken away, so the fault is not ours—"

"uh?"

Before Perfected Cultivator Shi had finished his words, Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and shot out two rays of Divine Light from his eyes at the old man.

The blow sent a tremor throughout Perfected Cultivator Shi's body. He stumbled back a dozen steps and fell back. Blood spilled out from his eyes and ears.

"Sthhh."

Everyone was shocked.

Perfected Cultivator Shi was the head of the six greatest Dharma Spell families, a renowned Perfected Cultivator. However, he was defenseless before Chen Fan's Divine light. It was evident to the rest of the spell casters in the room that even their combined force was still a far cry from that of Chen Fan.

The might of the living legend far exceeded everyone's expectations.

"If Yu Wenjin is safe then I will spare your life, otherwise, I will also wipe all of you off the surface of the planet."

Chen Fan waved a hand and said lightly.

"That's not fair! Why should we pay for what the Ghost Witch Sect did?"

Seu Nanan protested hotly.

"It is fair if I say so. I don't care what you think."

Chen Fan snorted and refuted the girl. "I know what you and your family did. If anything happens to Yu Wenjin, I will make sure the Seu Family pays for it first."

Chen Fan started off, leaving the members of six families looking at each other in trepidation.

"We are doomed. DOOMED!"

Lii Family lord shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Is he being serious. Is he really going to take it out on us if anything happens to Yu Wenjin?" Lord Gong asked fearfully.

"I have heard that Chen Beixuan slaughtered the entire Jiang Bei's underground world for one of his associates in Jiang Bei. He murdered five hundred people in cold blood, including a Grandmaster in the Lin family of Southeastern China, and half of the Dark Moon Unit from the Hong Sect. Do you think he would let us get away with it?"

Lii Family lord smiled sarcastically.

Bai Wuji and Seu Yunzhi were both shaken to the core and couldn't form a sentence.

"So what are we waiting for? Let's gather our forces and attack the Ghost Witch Sect. We might be able to turn this crisis to our advantage, and get rid of the Ghost Witch Sect by fighting alongside Immortal Master Chen."

Perfected Cultivator Shi was a seasoned cultivator, so he managed to pull himself together and think about the situation with a straight mind.

"What if Yu Wenjin is already dead?" Someone hazarded.

There was no reply from anyone for a long time.

In the end, Perfected Cultivator Shi heaved a sigh and said: "Well, then we are fucked."

Chen Fan was not familiar with the geography of the Southeast Province. It was a mountainous province that bordered both the Miao's Land's and the Tibetan land. There were many Miao villages that dotted the deep jungle.

The threat to their lives had spurred the six families to join forces and formed a formidable army that consisted of two Perfected Cultivators, nine Dao-Reaching Level cultivators, and ten spell casters and Internal Force users. They also threw in a hundred or so armed guards for good measures.

The army marched toward the depth of the Southeast Province in a dozen jeeps and a large bus.

Chen Fan was in a vehicle at the center of the deadly convoy.

Sitting across him was a humble Perfected Cultivator Shi and another Perfected Cultivator whose name is Dong He. Dong He was the cultivator at the Azure Ghost Temple located in Rong City.

"If you think the combined might of the six families were able to bring the Ghost Witch Sect down, why did you wait until today to take up the action?"

Chen Fan looked through the window into the distance. His question brought a frown onto his listener's face.

The six greatest Dharma Spell families had obviously dominated the Southeast Province. Even Chen Fan was impressed by the number of powerful cultivators they could summon. Not even the Gu family or the Lu family could have done the same.

Their influence in the Southwest Province was verging on that of the Susano Shrine at the Kyushu island.

"Immortal Master, Ghost Witch Sect is not the only Witch Sect and all of them are in alliance with each other. If we attack the Ghost Witch Sect, the Blood Witch Sect and the Spirit Witch Sect will be obligated to join the war. The same goes for the formidable Dark Witch Sect, which we definitely didn't want to mess with."

Perfected Cultivator Shi grimaced.

"Dark Witch Sect?"

Chen Fan furrowed his brows.

This was not the first time he heard of the name.

The Medicine God Vally Sect had also mentioned the Dark Witch Sect to Chen Fan. And when they talked about the Dark Witch Sect, Chen Fan could sense fear in them.

"Maybe the Dark Witch Sect has an Immortal State warrior?"

Chen Fan asked.

"We are not sure. The only powerful person we know in the Dark Witch Sect was the Great Magus. He lived three hundred years ago and had taken China by storm. His power was considered very close to that of an Earth Level Deity."

"The Dark Witch Sect was driven out of China by General Ye from Kunlun. However, they quickly took control of a small nation and thrived. In the sixty years that had passed, not a single minute passed without them plotting to return to China. However, the presence of General Ye had deterred them from putting their plan into action."

"I see."

Chen Fan nodded.

The only other sect that had face Ye Qincang and survived was the Hong Sect. So Chen Fang wagered that the Dark Witch Sect was at the least as powerful as the Hong Sect. He also realized that the Dark Witch Sect was the main benefactor of the Ghost Witch Sect, otherwise, the Ghost Witch Sect would never dare to touch Yu Wenjin.

As they drove deeper into the forest, the roads became narrower and the trees started to hug the edge of the road. They started to notice more villages and many native residences of the mountain. The natives looked horrified when they saw the large convoy.

After a while, they finally arrived at the entrance of a large mountain fort.

It was the Headquarters of the Ghost Witch Sect.

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Chapter 487: Ten thousand Ghosts

The Ghost Witch Sect was located deep in the mountain and they have constructed their fort in a chokepoint of the mountain path. The road past the fort's gate was a narrow winding path that was flanked by sheer drops on both sides. The meandering path would eventually lead to the top of the mountain where the headquarter of the sect was.

Looking up from the foot of the mountain, the hillside was dotted with small clusters of houses. There must be thousands of people living behind the high walls. At the very top was a large stone structure.

That's the headquarters.

"Immortal Master Chen, on your mark."

Perfected Cultivator Shi bowed and said.

"Now."

Hearing Chen Fan's command the dead army formed six units and swarmed toward the top of the mountain.

The path was treacherous and the cliffs deadly, but none of that could have stopped the spell casters and the Internal Force users.

These Martial Artists could have scaled the tallest mountain barehanded. Even those armed soldiers were so well drilled that they were nimble and swift in their movements.

"Immortal Master, please wait here while we capture the Grand Magus for you."

Perfected Cultivator bowed deeply and then started up the mountain with Dong Hezi and Seu Yunzhi in tow. They attacked the front gate of the fort that was set in the deep recess of a stone wall.

"Arise!"

Perfected Cultivator grunted and started an art.

"Kaboom!"

Suddenly, plumes of yellow mist rose from under the ground as the earth at the foot of the stone walls trembled. The three-meter tall stone wall cracked under its own weight and the soldiers quickly filled up the cracks with explosives. After one well-placed detonation, the wall crumbled down to the ground.

Perfected Cultivator Shi's Earth Bending skills are getting more and more impressive.

Bai Wuji exclaimed.

Each of the six families were experts in one element. The Bai family were the masters of fire, the Shi Family were experts in the earth element, and the Seu Family were skillful in the Force of Grand Yin.

"Let's join the fun."

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and sauntered toward the peak of the mountain.

"Yes.."

Bai Wuji lowered his head and hurried to catch up with Chen Fan.

"Boom!"

When the explosives took down the fortress's wall, a group of old men in black robes were carrying out a meeting inside the grandiose stone temple at the top of the mountain. These old men all had a sinister and dark cast on their face and none of them were younger than forty. The energy that rippled around them suggested that they were all Spellcasters.

At the center of the temple, the hall was a ten-meter tall statue of a Demon. A white-haired old man was speaking by the foot of the giant statue.

The din of the explosion caught everyone's attention and slightly startled these old men.

"What was that? Is that an explosion?"

Someone asked.

"It's an attack! Elders and the Ghost Masters, It's an attack! The alliance of the six family clans of Southeast Province have just breached our gate." A guard stumbled into the temple and shouted.

"Humph! The Six family clans of Southwest you said? How dare they assault our headquarters? Order all the sect disciples and guards to fight back." The white-haired old man snorted and then he turned around to face the group of black-clad elders.

"Fellow elders, please follow me to open the Array of Ten thousand Ghosts. Let's show our visitors some hospitality."

"Yes!"

The black-robed elders grinned as eerie green lights glowed in their dark eyes.

The Alliance of the Six had an easy start, but they faced strong resistance once they were halfway through the top of the mountain.

Of the thousands of residents of the fort, not all of them were disciples of the sect.

There were also sect guards, families of the disciple's and elders. Their lives were tied to the sect and therefore, they also fought back violently.

"KILL!"

Many half-naked men wearing terrible masks emerged from the dense forest, wielding all sorts of weapons from lance and knives to guns. They clashed head-on into the Alliance of the Six.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The Alliance of the Six didn't bring too many guns with them, and so most of their fighters wielded melee weapons just as the villagers did. Blood spilled to the ground and painted the jungle red while the two forces clashed into each other.

Among the retinue of villagers, some were the disciples of the Ghost Witch Sect.

Some of the disciples cast cadaver reining spells to raise the dead as mindless soldiers, the other disciples were busy casting curses on their enemies. Although the number of Ghost Witch Sect disciples were small, their unpredictable and deadly spells took a toll on the Alliance of the Six.

"Shuuuu"

An armored Martial Artists from the Lii Family rushed into the thick of danger, brandishing a long blade in one hand. With each decisive hack or slash, more and more bodies piled up under his feet.

The swift blade let out a faint glow under the dim light. The Martial Artist was no doubt a peak level Internal Force user.

Many villagers tried to stop his killing spree by throwing themselves at the guy and nearly all of them were killed by the blade master before they could even get close.

Suddenly, a disciple of the Ghost Witch Sect appeared among the villagers.

The disciple was wearing a terrible mask and a bone wand. His body was covered in black. He pointed his wand at the blade master and let out wicked laughter.

"A'gubla'gulu"

Suddenly, a ray of green light shot out from the bone wand and landed on the martial artist.

"What the..."

The attack had taken the blade master by surprise. He suddenly felt that his vigor and energy were sapped by an unseen force. His arms dropped down listlessly and the long blade felt as heavy as a truck in his hands.

"Shoot! They have cursed me."

Before he had time to improvise a plan B, a walking dead had shuffled toward him and shot out two black rotten arms at the man's belly, tore it open and disemboweled him.

A powerful Martial Artist, such as he was, died a violent death.

The entire battleground was filled with such tragic and heroic moments.

The spell casters from the Bai family had summoned large fireballs and rained death from above. Meanwhile, the disciples of the Ghost Witch Sect commanded their mindless soldiers to rip the alliance fighters into pieces.

So far, no one seemed to have an upper hand.

However, the stalemate quickly came to an end once the Perfected Cultivator Shi and Dong Hezi joined the battle.

"Kaboom!"

Perfected Cultivator Si's first move was accompanied by a deafening blare.

He had summoned a snarling rock dragon out from under the earth. This dragon was over a dozen meters long and it charged into the rank of his enemy like a huge truck. Its skin was covered with jagged edges that lacerated those who touched it. It created a bloody path among the enemies.

"Blade Arise!"

Dong Hezi brought out a sword made out of peach-wood and hurled it out. The peach-wood used to construct the sword had been cured for over a hundred years and was harder than steel. The sword flew to the sky and remained afloat as Dong Hezi started his spell.

"Shu!"

Suddenly, the sword darted forward, turning into a streak of red light and plummeted into the enemy. The magical blade was extremely potent to the walking dead and could strike down multiple of them with one hit.

The sword gave off a hundred meter long Blade Qi just like a blade in the hands of a Sword Immortal.

"Interesting."

Chen Fan caught a glimpse of the flying sword, but he wasn't all that impressed by its power.

Dong Hezi had used a Peach Wood Sword. Although it was a potent weapon against the walking dead, its range was very limited. It was much more inferior in power when compared to the Lin Family's Art of Sword Reining.

Meanwhile, Chen Fan's Art of Flying Sword could reach as far as over thirty kilometers and could strike down a fighter jet with ease.

That being said, since both Perfected Cultivator Shi and Dong Hezi were Dharma Cultivation cultivators, their involvement quickly changed the tide of the battle. They weakened the Ghost Witch Sect's defense and pushed them back toward the top of the mountain.

Even as the Alliance of the Six thought that victory was within their reach, a jarring and harsh voice came down from the mountain peak.

"You Scoundrels! How dare you barge into my sect and slaughter my disciples! I will make you taste the Gnawing of Ten Thousand Ghosts!"

Before the voice faded, a wave of ghastly howling came up as the sky suddenly turned dark.

"Shit!"

The development stupefied Bai Wuji and the others.

Perfected Shi cast a solemn look at the peak of the mountain and said: "This is the Array of Ten thousand Ghosts. I thought it was already destroyed by the Heavenly Master Sect. They must have rebuilt it."

Chen Fan looked up at the stone temple and saw a plume of dark smoke billowing out from its roof and quickly spread across the sky like a blanket, blocking the sunlight.

It took the other fighters a while to realize that it was not smoke, instead, it was a conglomeration of countless ghosts and spirits.

"They are all... ghosts!"

Most of the fighters from the Alliance of the Six were average mortals so the ghastly sight had terrified them.

"Cowards and Idiots! What is there to be afraid of when you are fighting alongside the Immortal Master? The Immortal Master can banish dark spirits ten times worse than these."

Bai Wuji turned around and berated the wavering soldiers.

He was able to reinstall some sense into the soldiers' minds and make them think more clearly.

"Yea."

They still had Chen Fan!

Chen Fan was powerful enough to bring down a nation and defeat an army of ten thousand strong. Compared to the deadly Infantry Division 116, these ghosts would be a walk in the park for Chen Fan.

"KILL!"

Perfected Cultivator Shi shouted, rallying his soldiers and spell casters to charge forward and rain spells onto their enemies.

In order to take corporeal form in the mortal world, these dark spirits and ghosts had to take the risk of being injured by spells.

Many evil spirits quickly changed tactics and chose to possess the villagers, turning them into fearless Martial arts experts and drove them to throw themselves at their enemies with abandon.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

After just one wave of charge, these possessed villagers and dark spirits had already significantly weakened the defense of the Alliance of the Six.

Although the alliance had martial artists, armed soldiers, and even two Perfected Cultivators, they wouldn't stop the insistent charges.

They were quickly overwhelmed by vile spirits and mindless villagers coming from all sides. The possessed villagers were nearly impervious to pain, which made them nearly unstoppable.

"Immortal Master Chen?"

Seeing they were losing the battle, Perfected Cultivator Shi turned to Chen Fan and yelled at him for help.

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and examined the dark shadows that blotted out the sun. His lips thinned into a smile as he fished out a Bone flute from a small gourd.

Summoning Flute of Demon God!

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Chapter 488: Destroying The Ghost Witch Sect

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Chen Fan had taken this Summoning Flute of Demon God from the young lord of the Ghost Witch Set. It was made out of a Connate Bone and once Chen Fan infused it with the five Demon Gods, it had finally become a powerful Spirit Artifact.

The spirits and ghosts shrieked when they noticed the bone flute.

It was as if they had seen their natural predator.

"Wooowoooo..."

The flute let out a deep sound with an ancient if not primal timbre.

"Boom!"

Then came an ear-deafening blare that made the earth and mountain tremble as if an earthquake. A fifteen-meter tall Golden Armor Immortal Guardian appeared in the sky, riding on the back of a Pegasus, it looked as if a Heavenly Guard had appeared out of nowhere and descended upon the battlefield.

The Immortal Guardian's presence emanated powerful energy that swept through the battlefield.

"It is..."

Soldiers and warriors on both sides of the battle were overtaken by disbelief.

The Golden Armor Immortal Guardian had outshone the shadowy ghosts. Dong Hezi examined the Immortal Guardian in shock and then exclaimed.

"It's a top tier Demon God! Worse, it has almost reached the Immortal State!"

However, before Dong Hezi could gather himself, he saw another four Immortal Guardians appear in the sky.

They were the Immoral Guardian Yamamizuki Sho, Six Arms, Kurome, and Karasutengu.

Each one of them was ten to fifteen meters tall and their golden glow was no less brilliant than that of Susano. The five of them stood in a row, covering nearly half of the sky, and painted the sky gold. Many vile spirits were burned to a crisp as soon as they got near these Immortal Guardians.

"Five top tier Demon Gods?"

Dong Hezi was utterly shocked.

The Azure Ghost Temple also had Demon Gods, however, even their most powerful Demon God would not be able to survive one strike from Lord Susano.

"Charge!"

At Chen Fan's behest, the five Immortal Guardians brandished their weapons and turned into five streaks of golden streaks in the sky. Their corporeal bodies existed in their world as Divine Souls, so physics didn't apply to them. They could walk on air just as easily as walking on the ground.

"Shu!"

Lord Susano brought his blade up and swung it down.

The blade auras lanced forward thirty meters and banished a dozen spirits. The other Immortal Guardians quickly followed his lead.

In a blink, the Immortal Guardians had banished over thousands of spirits, reducing the size of the ghastly army to half.

"How is that possible?"

While watching the headwind in the stone temple, many elders felt heartbroken.

It had taken the Ghost Witch Sect generations to gather that many ghosts, and they had to painstakingly refine each and every one of them into the array. These ghosts were the greatest heritage they inherited from their sect ancestors.

Ten thousand ghosts were a formidable force. Even the Young Lord could only contain a hundred ghosts in his Primordial Ghost Flute. Therefore, the elders had been convinced that the sheer number of spirits would easily overwhelm their enemy. However, little did they know that their enemy had five Immortal Guardians.

These five Immortal Guardians towered before the retinue of ghosts. The energy rippled around them was even more powerful and belligerent than Perfected Cultivators.

"Old Man Shi and Dong Hezi couldn't have pulled it off. I have dealt with the Azure Ghost Temple for many years and know that even the most powerful Demon God there are far less powerful than these five. These five Immortal Guardians are very close to reaching Immortal State."

A red-faced elder exclaimed in a shaky voice.

"These spells remind me of someone."

The white-haired old man suddenly remembered something.

However, his realization had come to him too late.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The five Immortal Guardians were unstoppable as they rammed into the swarm of ghosts. The golden light shone from their armor lighting the ghosts on fire before they could even got close. Each and every attack would expel hundreds of spirits from this plane of existence.

"Huuuulalala!"

After ten seconds or so, the Immortal Guardians had already rammed through the region of ghosts and arrived at the stone temple. The five of them surrounded the stone temple in a circle.

These Immortal Guardians were over a dozen meters tall, so even the majestic stone temple seemed puny before their presence.

Their towering presence had stunned the villagers and some sect members. Some of them even knelt before the Immortal Guardians and prayed to them as they would to gods, but most of them chose to throw away their weapons and spun on their tails and ran. In the eyes of these dimwitted villagers, these five Immortal Guardians might as well be gods.

"Hurry, let's awaken the Ancestral Master!"

The elders had lost nearly half of their ghost army and the rest were faltering. Sensing that they were about to lose the war, the Grand Elder shouted at his peers as he made his way to the demonic statue.

The rest of the elders quickly followed him and knelt before the statue. The statue was over ten meters tall and was wearing a horrid mask that depicted a demon.

"We are in trouble, Ancestral Master! Please, help us and defeat the —"

"Bang!"

Before he could finish his words, the entire stone temple shook violently. The five Immortal Guardians were already at it. If not for the protection of the Dharma Array, these have already barged into the temple and slaughtered the elders.

Looking from afar, the stone temple was shrouded in dark smoke.

Yamamizuki Sho had raised both arms and hammered down on the dark smoke from above. The mass of dark smoke seemed to have quivered and so did the temple.

However, this was only the beginning.

"Donn Donn Donn"

Lord Kurome, Karasutengu, and Six Arms also started to work on the dark smoke.

The dark smoke was Malice Earth Qi drawn from deep within the earth. Its protective effect was further enhanced by the ghosts that swam around it. It should be able to withstand the combined might of ten Perfected Cultivators.

However, it didn't mean it would hold up against these five Immortal Guardians. Each one of the Immortal Guardians had reached the semi-immortal level.

A solid strike from one of them carried the equivalent destructive power as a number of Perfected Cultivators.

"Bang!"

Lord Susano was the last one that lashed out and he immediately undid the spell.

He brought the golden blade above his head with both hands and hacked it down at the dark smoke with enough force to rend a soul from a living being. The dark smoke quickly shattered under the attack and gave in. The blade went through the smoke and landed on the top of the roof, fracturing the roofline of the temple.

"It... it is insane."

The sight had rendered the spell casters speechless.

The scene reminded them of typical fantasy movie tropes such as a giant that smashed his way into a medieval fortress. Even Perfected Cultivator Shi and Dong Hezi recoiled at the unimaginable power.

Seu Yunzhi's face turned pale and lifeless.

If Yu Wenjin were dead, Chen Fan could have killed everyone in the Seu Family of Grand Yin without even lifting a finger.

"Let's go."

Chen Fan waved an encouraging hand and then started up the mountain.

The remaining villagers had long since given up the fight and knelt down in submission. They might be brainwashed by the sect, but they were not idiots and therefore, they wouldn't attempt a suicide mission.

"Hurry, let's catch up with Immortal Master."

Perfected Cultivator Shi quickly gathered himself and followed Chen Fan.

Each step that Chen Fan took covered a few dozen meters, and they were not far from the top of the mountain from the outset, so Chen Fan had reached the stone temple in less than a minute. Only a handful of sect disciples tried to stop Chen Fan, but Yukishiro Sa had sent them back to their makers before they could even get close to Chen Fan.

By then, the stone temple was in ruins.

The five Immortal Guardians had rained kicks and punches down onto the structure, threatening to tear it down.

"Ancestral Master, are you really going to forsake us?"

The white-haired old man knelt on the ground, his face awash with tears and sorrow. The rest of the elders had turned into frozen statues, their faces were pale balls amidst the darkness. Decades of training in Dharma spells wouldn't give them a shred of confidence now.

They felt as insignificant and worthless as insects while facing the mighty Immortal Guardians.

"Bang!"

The Immortal Guardian worked tirelessly at bringing down the structure. After one forceful hammer, the door was smashed open and the stone arch above the doorway fell down and crushed a few Ghost Masters.

The Ghost Witch Sect was seized by a pang of despair.

Suddenly, a plume of dark smoke rose from the statue and formed a dark apparition of a half-naked giant with a mask on his face. The dark shadowy figure opened its mouth and let out a booming voice: "Who has the audacity to invade my sect? I shall rain death upon thee!"

"It's the Ancestral Master! He is still with us!"

The elders of the Ghost Witch Sect were elated by the development.

However, before the dark Demon God could say anything more, Lord Yamamizuki slammed a fist through the roof and bore down on to the apparition. His scintillating fist shone a bright golden light and lit up the dim temple.

"Bang!"

The dark apparition was knocked back by the punch, it's illusionary form nearly shattered.

It didn't end there.

Lord Kurome shot out two beams of crimson light from his eyes at the Demon God. The energy beams seared through the demon god's body, leaving two gaping holes. Six-Armed Immortal Guardian also lashed out at the dark shadow, turning himself into a whirlwind of sharp blades, as he swooped down on the showdown. Lord Karasutengu raised his staff high above his head and slammed down onto the apparition.

In the end, Lord Susano delivered the killing blow.

Towering above the dimming apparition, Lord Susano brought the blade to above his head and hacked down. The blade was seething with energy as it slashed open the air with crackling noise. It sliced through the Demon God in the middle.

In less than a heartbeat, the mighty Ancestral Master of the Ghost Witch Sect was carved up ruthlessly by the five Immortal Guardians. The Immortal Guardian attacks eroded the Demon God's Divine Soul directly and therefore, giving him no chance to regenerate.

"It's done? already?"

No one, not even Perfected Cultivator Shi and the Grand Elder of the Dark Witch Sect could believe their eyes.

Dong Hezi murmured:

"That was a semi-immortal Demon God. But he couldn't last more than a second before these five Immortal Guardians. Are those Immortal Guardians already in the Immortal State?"

Little did Dong Hezi know that even a year ago, these Immortal guardians were already able to hold up against the Snowwolf King Galdan. Their force had multiplied over the year as Chen Fan's level increased. By now, the combined might of the five Immortal Guardians could easily bring down an Immortal State Warrior.

"Bang!"

Chen Fan stepped into the temple and stomped the floor, letting out a blaring thud that reverberated in the ruined temple.

"Where is Yu Wenjin?"

He scanned the elders with a cold glance and asked.

"You... are you Chen Beixuan?"

The Grand Elder of the Ghost Witch Sect recognized Chen Fan. The name instilled fear into the hearts of the other elders. They knew their days were numbered.

The white-haired old man said: "Yu Wenjin has been taken by the Grand Magus to the Witch Sect Gathering"

"Witch Sect Gathering?

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes as a cold light flashed within.

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Chapter 489: The Witch Sect Gathering

"Witch Sect Gathering?

The other elders shivered as soon as Chen Fan spoke the words. An old man with an aquiline nose shouted out hotly: "Grand Elder! How dare you betray the secret of the Witch Sects?"

"Noisy!"

Chen Fan raised an eyebrow and flicked a finger, sending out an azure aura at the aquiline nose. The elder acted quickly and pulled out his defense: a layer of shimmering dark screen.

However, any resistance would be futile before Chen Fan.

Not even a Perfected Cultivator could have withstood his attack.

"Puhh!"

The azure blade auras sliced through the elder's neck and decapitated him in an instant. Seeing the brutal death, the other elders were suddenly overtaken by trepidation.

"Tell me where Yu Wenjin is, then I will leave some of you alive to carry on the legacy of your sect. Otherwise, I will see to it that the Ghost Witch Sect disappears from the face of the earth."

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and spoke to the white-haired elder impassively.

The Grand Elder swallowed down the humiliation and weighed his options. In the end, he heaved a sigh and said: "Yes.."

When Chen Fan started down the path that led to the foothill, the flame had already engulfed the temple, with the dead bodies of elders in it.

Of course, Chen Fan wouldn't let any of those culprits live.

However, Chen Fan didn't kill any more of their disciples as he had promised to the Grand Elder.

"Immortal Master, did you find Miss Yu Wenjin?"

Seeing Chen Fan had come out of the temple by himself, Perfected Cultivator Shi hurried toward Chen Fan and asked.

"She was taken to the Witch Sect Gathering." Chen Fan cast an icy glance at the people around him and asked: "Does anyone of you know what this thing is?"

"Witch Sect Gathering?

The listeners gasped after hearing the name.

Dong Hezi grimaced and said: "The Witch Sect Gathering is their equivalent of the Chinese Esotericism Conference or the Martial Arts Conference. However, this gathering is much larger in scale and follows strict procession and rules. They will vote on a Magus King to lead the Witch Sects. However, ever since the Dark Witch Sect was expelled from China, there hasn't been a gathering for fifty years."

"Everyone will be there during the gathering: the Ghost Witch Sect, Spirit Witch Sect, Blood Witch Sect, Cadaver Witch Sect, Heaven Witch Sect, just to name a few. I wouldn't be surprised to see members of the Dark Witch Sect, either." Dong Hezi said as concern flickered in his eyes.

Perfected Cultivator Shi asked cautiously: "Immortal Master, were you able to find out the location of the Witch Sect Gathering?"

"They told me it's close to the border, at a place called Mount Magus." Chen Fan replied.

Although he was not sure where it was located, it's exact coordinates was only one phone call away to Red Sparrow.

"I knew it!" Perfected Cultivator Shi's face was lit up by the excitement. He went on to explain:

"Immortal Master, Mount Magus, is not a mountain, it's a small settlement near the border between China and Myanmar. It was a lawless no man's land with a harsh environment thrown in for good measures. People say that Mount Magus was controlled by the Witch Sects, and it's a haven for murders and criminals alike."

"That's where I am going now."

Chen Fan said readily.

Yu Wenjin had been taken away by the Grand Magus for a few days, so any minute that Chen Fan wasted would bring Yu Wenjin one minute closer to her doom. Worse, Chen Fan was outright furious after he learned what the Grand Magus was going to do with her.

The resolve in Chen Fan's voice deterred Bai Wuji from talking Chen Fan out of his seemingly suicidal plan.

Perfected Cultivator Shi suggested Chen Fan take one of their vehicles, but Chen Fan refused the offer.

He waved a dismissal and then turned into a streak of azure light that extended along the highway with Yukishiro Sa in tow. It's much faster for Chen Fan to run than drive a car.

It wasn't until Chen Fan disappeared did Dong Hezi finally open his mouth.

"Brother Shi, one of the key agenda of the Witch Sect Gathering, was to elect a new Magus King. The election is going to draw all Witch Sect leaders to the gathering, including the Dark Witch Sect. Worse, I am certain that the Mount Magus is protected by the Witch Sects' most powerful Dharma Arrays. Do you think Immortal Master Chen can hold out against them?"

"Humph! It's none of our business now. All things are well if he could succeed, but if he loses, I wish him dead and never return. One less trouble for us, I say."

Seu Yunzhi snorted and said.

Perfected Cultivator Shi shook his head in disappointment after seeing the others nodding in agreement with Seu Yuzhi's shortsighted remark.

Southeast Province was a traitorous mountain region. However, both Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa were extremely athletic and could scale mountains as swiftly as running on a track.

With such speed, they reached the China-Myanmar border in less than an hour.

The Mount Magus was a small village nestled along a basin grove that was surrounded by impassable mountains on all sides.

Inside the basin, the temperature was mild, and wildflowers were blooming in every corner. Meanwhile, the unique terrain around it made it a natural fortress against invaders. No wonder it had become a haven for criminals on the run.

Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa traveled on the only road that led to the village for a while, and then they came across a checkpoint.

"The village of Mount Magus is closed to visitors. Please return."

The checkpoint was located at a low spot where two mountain ranges met. A group of sinister-looking men stood before the roadblock and glared at Chen Fan.

There was a hint of greedy light shining through their eyes in fits and starts. It was obvious to Chen Fan that they were Dao-Reaching Level spell casters.

"Who dares to stop me from entering?"

Chen Fan charged up his energy and released a powerful pulse of Yin qi that rendered his presence as ghastly and horrid as that of a Demon God.

"Pha... Pha.."

The guards backed away and then hurried to kneel before Chen Fan.

"Forgive us, Senior Magus of Witch Sect. Please come in."

"Humph!!"

Chen Fan snorted and dialed back his aggression. Then he was through the checkpoint, rounded a corner, and disappeared. The guards finally picked themselves up and looked at each other apprehensively.

"Do you know who that is?"

"How the fuck would I know. There are so many Magus around the world. It could be any Curmudgeon that wanted to join the competition."

"You are right. That Senior Magus is so overwhelming that I think he is as powerful as the Grand Magus of Dark Witch Sect, if not more!"

The few guards murmured to each other fearfully.

The world of Magus and Witches were much crueler and unforgiving than its martial arts counterpart. It's a dog eat dog world through and through. One wrong move or messing with the wrong person would turn these low-level disciples into food for hungry ghosts.

Chen Fan ambled toward the Mount Magus with Yukishiro Sa in tow.

"Master, why do we have to enter from the main gate? Why don't we just descend upon them from the top of the mountain and kill all of them? I think the two of us can easily pull that off." Yukishiro Sa asked curiously.

"I registered something... different and powerful in this valley."

Chen Fan scanned the valley using his Divine Will as he replied: "Our mission here is to rescue the girl. Let's do that first."

"KOM!"

As soon as Chen Fan charged up his Divine Will, he gained a much clearer sense of the situation.

"One, two, three... seven Perfected Cultivators and a couple of hundred Martial Artists. It's quite a scene." Chen Fan's Divine Will had uncovered all the secrets inside the mountain valley. He could register the powerful presence of Sect Lords, as well as bustling servants.

"That's it. That's the Fire Lotus Seed. He must be the Sect Master of the Ghost Witch Sect."

Chen Fan thought to himself.

Three years ago, he had killed a member of the Ghost Witch Sect using Li Fire Golden Eyes, the explosion that killed the victim had also sprayed Fire Lotus Seed on to the people around him, marking them with the Fire Lotus Seal.

"But where is Yu Wenjin? Why can't I sense her energy at all? She can't be dead because I would definitely sense her death." Chen Fan furrowed his brows as he sieved through the information.

After combing the valley many times over, he still couldn't find Yu Wenjin.

"She is either not here, or is hidden by some kind of spell. But what kind of spell can escape my detection?"

Chen Fan shook his head.

It would take a Connate Cultivator to hide the girl's presence from Chen Fan. However, Chen Fan couldn't even register a single Immortal State Warrior in the valley, much less Connate Cultivators.

"Since Yu Wenjin is not here, things are much simpler now."

Chen Fan sneered.

After he said that, he sauntered toward the Mount Magus with a newfound relief.

When they arrived at the village, they saw not only many Witch Sect leaders but also natives and wanted criminals. The latter were not allowed into the Gathering, so most of them simply wandered around in the streets.

These scoundrels all wore a menacing expressions on their faces.

Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa had immediately attracted many people's attention as soon as the two set foot into the village. Yukishiro Sa's gorgeous appearance and Chen Fan's seemingly wimpy physique were deadly sins in the eyes of the criminals.

"Fresh meat and an easy picking!"

Many men ogled at Yukishiro Sa with lewd intent in their eyes.

In Mount Magus, strength is the only currency. Without it, one might have to pay for their weakness with their life, much less otherworldly possessions.

"Halt! This is the Witch Sects' property. Move away or die."

Chen Fan arrived at the entrance to a plaza that was closed off for the Witch Sect Gathering. A row of impassive Witch Sect disciples line up by the entrance like tin-soldiers. The energy generated from them suggested that they were all Dao-Reaching Level Overlords.

One of the tin soldiers shot Chen Fan a hot glare and stopped Chen Fan.

"I am looking for someone."

Chen Fan looked up, beaming from side to side.

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Chapter 490: Barge Right In

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Xiao Qi, what do you think? Who are they?"

The presence of Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa had drawn a large crowd behind them.

They stood in small groups a dozen meters away from Chen Fan. Among them were blade-wielding sword masters, muscular Physique Refinement masters, sinister-looking spell casters, and even a few Japanese Ninjas with gaunt faces.

The village of Mount Magus was located on a no man's land along the border. The presence of the mighty Witch Sects also made it difficult for order and justice to reach here.

Wanted criminals and Extraordinary Ones walked freely in the streets, trying to wait out whatever trouble they stirred up. All of them had a few tricks up their sleeves; otherwise, they Wouldn't have lasted long.

"Brother Loong, I can't see Dharmic powers in that cocky little shit, but that thot with a sword on her back is a different story. Do you think she is a Kendo Master?

The man who asked the question was called Xiao Qi, and he was in his twenties. He was skinny and wiry looking but his eyes glinted a sharp light.

Brother Loong furrowed his brows and pondered.

He was from the same Feng Shui Sect as Xiao Qi and knew that his sect brother had opened his Yin Yang Eyes at a very early age and therefore was sensitive to the energies flowing in Martial Artist's body.

Xiao Qi had sensed great power in that girl, so could she be a phenomenal success if not peak level in Internal Force cultivation?

"I don't recognize her, is she new? Damn, look at that body though. Imagine how much money she would fetch if we pimp her out to the warlords in Myanmar. I have heard those warlords love female guards." Brother Loong said.

"Brother Loong, you mean..."

Xiao Qi was taken aback by what he heard. He turned around and noticed the greed in everyone's eyes.

"I got the word that Scarface Liu had sold off his skunk bitch to a high-class John, some kind of military dude in Thailand. He got ten million US dollars for it. This hot thot is worth much more than Scarface Liu's girl, I say twenty million, easy."

Brother Loong said with an ugly grin.

Even as the others put on lewd smiles on their faces and fantasized what they would do to the girl, they heard a loud clank.

They turned around and were all stunned by what they saw. The girl had unsheathed her blade and hacked the guard into two pieces.

"Shen... she killed people from the Witch Sect!"

Brother Loong and the others were stupefied by the development, many people gasped.

"Is she crazy? Does she know that she is on the Witch Sect's turf? No one can protect her here. What is she thinking?"

Brother Loong shook his head and looked disappointed.

If Witch Sect were after Yukishiro Sa? He would never be able to have the opportunity to pin the girl under his thumb.

Meanwhile, the Witch Sect's disciples at the entrance were not having it.

"How dare you! Not even the Hong Sect or the Lin Family members could leave here alive after killing one of Witch Sect disciples."

"You make fun of my master, you die."

Yukishiro Sa held the blade in one hand and said coldly.

"Courting Death!"

Her reply riled up the other disciples.

The leader of the disciples charged out like a panther, he launched into the air, shot both arms and curled his fingers into a claw.

"Shooshooooshooo."

Five crimson energy rays shot out from the tip of this man's finger. They pierced through the air like sharp daggers. The gleaming energy was ten centimeters in length and seemed sharp enough to cut open steel.

"He is the third senior disciple of the Blood Witch Sect, Euo Tianpeng. A mid-stage Dao-Reaching Level spell caster. His Art of Crimson Claws was indeed powerful and would be a headache for even the Peak Level Internal Force users. That girl is in big trouble."

Xiao Qi explained.

The people around him, including Brother Loong, all pulled a taut face.

Euo Tianpeng was one of the most reputable Overlords in Mount Magus. Those who had to hide at Mount Magus were mostly of initial success in their Internal Force cultivation. Since the more powerful ones could have easily gotten away with breaking the law.

Even as Brother Loong shook his head and heaved a sigh, he heard a loud clank.

"Clank!"

A brilliant azure blade aura lanced out form Yukishiro Sa's hand and went through the Art of Crimson Claws as knives would to butter. Before Euo Tianpeng had realized what had happened, he was sliced into halves.

"Arrh!"

Two halves of Euo Tianpeng's body thudded back to the ground, spilling his entrails all over the ground. He was not dead just yet, so he screamed painfully at the top of his lungs.

"What?"

Brother Loong and the others were shocked by the development.

The Third Senior Disciple of the Blood Witch Sect was killed by a girl so easily? Who was this girl? Was she a Semi transcendent or a grandmaster?

"Impossible. Even a Semi transcendent level cultivator would be a core member of any reputable sect, much less a Grandmaster. There were no more than twenty Grandmasters in China."

Brother Loong shook his head in disbelief.

Meanwhile, those disciples guarding the entrance were stupefied by the development.

"How dare you kill my Sect Brother Euo? Brothers, let's kill this couple and avenge our sect brother!"

Someone shouted.

Suddenly, countless shadows charged at Chen Fan and the girl from all directions.

These disciples were from all different kinds of Witch Sects: Ghost Witch Sect, Blood Witch Sect, Fire Witch Sects, just to name a few. Therefore, the spells they used were all different as well.

The Blood Witch Sect used the Art of Crimson Claws that excelled in close-quarter combat, the Ghost Witch Sect were experts in curses; the Fire Witch Sects bent the Divine Flame to their wills and were Physique Refinement masters.

There were over a dozen of them attacking at the same time.

Each and every one of them was at the least Dao-Reaching Level spell casters. The energy emanated from them was so overwhelmingly powerful that even Brother Loong felt terrified by it. No wonder the Witch Sects had claimed supremacy in The Mount Magus.

Despite the threat, Chen Fan remained motionless. Yukishiro Sa brought the blade over her head and then drew a pattern of a lotus flower in the air.

"Shu!"

The sword Lotus bloomed, stretching out its petals that were pure and untainted by the dirt of the mortal world. Despite its marvelous appearance, it contained deadly energy that could cut through metal.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

As soon as Yukishiro Sa engaged and the disciples, a wave of painful cries came up.

A dozen bodies were sent flying and none of them were able to pick themselves up once they thudded back onto the ground. Some were severed in half and some had a gaping hold on their chest.

A pin-drop silence suddenly fell over the area.

In a blink, Yukishiro Sa had killed seven disciples and wounded more. Worse, any of the seventeen disciples that were either dead or injured would be considered mighty figures in their own right.

"Grandmaster! She is Grandmaster! Could she be the Japanese Kendo Master, Erika?"

Brother Loong's face turned pale. He stammered as his legs trembled.

"No, it can't be. Erika is already in her forties, she is too young." Xiao Qi shook his head

Even as everyone tried to wrap their heads around the situation, they watched as the young couple entered the main entrance.

Brother Loong exclaimed under his breath.

"All the seventeen Witch Sect Grand Magus are in there. There are at least six Perfected Cultivators, not to mention the other elders and sect guardians. They are almost definitely going to die!"

The rest of the people also looked at each other in fear and confusion.

Their plan of kidnapping Yukishiro Sa had long since evaporated. No one in their right mind would make a move on the ruthless girl.

Meanwhile, a crowd of Magus gathered around at a large plaza and were carrying out an ancestral worship ceremony.

This plaza was a huge football field size open space. It was surrounded by a ring of tall structures. Many leaders of the Witch Sects sat cross-legged on the ground.

A tall platform was erected in the middle of the open space and on it stood seven individuals.

These seven men and women each had a unique cast and countenance. Some looked eager and spirited, some were gloomy and sinister, some looked belligerent and some carried a sadistic air around them. However, the most attention arresting individual of the group of people was a young man.

This young man was only in his twenties.

By then, he stood at the head of the column with his chin up. Meanwhile, the rest of the Magus lowered their heads at his beck and call. There was a dark and unpredictable quality to the energy that rippled about him. It was evident that he was the current Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect.

"Grand Magus, you have reached the seat of power at the Dark Witch Sect before you even reached thirty, and dominated the politics of Myanmar. Your illustrious achievement makes us feel embarrassed for ourselves. I wager that among your generation, only Lin Pojun and the girl from the Ye family are your equal. "

Ghost Witch Sect's sect master said in a hoarse voice.

"Haha, Grand Magus of Ghost Witch, my lord father is very pleased that you have reclaimed the Earth Magus Tripod Cauldron from the Medicine God Valley Sect. But even that couldn't compare with the Arcane Yin girl you have offered him. With such a precious subject, My Lord's father could finally reach the Art of Seven Malice Yin God. Your efforts will be greatly rewarded. What is that desire?"

Grand Magus tried to hide his pride, but the glint in his eyes betrayed him.

The Sect Master of the Ghost Witch Sect beamed from side to side and said: "It is my honor to serve the Grand Magus, I dare not to ask for anything. If there is anything, I would appreciate it if Grand Magus could talk to Chen Beixuan so that he would finally get off my back."

Chen Beixuan!

The name stunned the other magus.

Even though most of them were from Southeast Asia, they have Chen Fan's name before.

"Humph... Chen Beixuan, you said? He is nothing." The Grand Magus's face changed slightly, but he was able to gather himself and said in a cold voice.

"My Lord father used to be on the Divine Roll as well. Had put on another sixty years of cultivation since then, and with the aid of the art of Seven Malice Divine Soul, he would even take on Ye Qincang if he had to, much less Chen Beixuan. "

Even as Sect Master of the Grand Magus rose to his feet to thank the Grand Magus, a loud blare came up.

"Kaboom!"

The huge gate was blown open from the outside, and rammed into a group of unwitting Witch Sect Disciples, sending countless dead bodies flying.

"Who is that? How dare you barge into the Witch Sect?"

Grand Magus slammed the table and stood up, the rest of the Magus followed his lead. Tension quickly rose but none of the magus seemed scared. Some of them even let out gloating smirks.

Suddenly, they heard a cold voice drifting in from outside.

"Grand Magus, come accept your death."

They watched as a young man ambled through a plume of dust with his hands linked behind his back. There was an indifferent and impassive quality to each and every step he took. Behind him was a girl in a white outfit, carrying a blade on her back.

Sect Master of the Ghost Sect was taken aback at first and then he recognized the young man. He shouted: "You again?"

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Chapter 491: I Need to Kill Someone First

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Tsk, tsk... Who are you? How dare you barge into the Witch Sect Gathering?"

Before the Sect Master of the Ghost Witch Sect said anything, a burly man with red hair and vibrant red tattoos covering his body let out a shriek and shot out a hand.

"Kaboom!"

A giant palm made out of flames appeared out of nowhere. Dark smoke billowed from the fingertips, and an even darker mist shrouded the palm. The combination of the smoke and the fire emitted deadly Poisonous Fire and Yin Qi that would kill anyone upon contact.

The attacker was the Fire Magus.

Although the Sect Master of the Fire Magus was not as powerful as the Sect Master of the Ghost Witch Sect, he, too, had reached the mid-stage of Dharma Cultivation. His Art of Poison Fire Palm was particularly renowned for its deadliness due to its Martial-Dharma Dual Cultivation. Most Grandmasters would not survive a direct hit from the attack. Worse, the Sect Master of the Fire Magus had a bad temper and was not afraid of flexing muscles.

"Clank!"

Before Chen Fan fought back, Yukishiro Sa was already at it. She unsheathed her blade and sent out an azure blade aura that sliced through the poisonous fire.

"KOM!"

The Azure Blade Aura hacked open the fiery palm. The palm fizzled and disappeared after a huge explosion. The deadly fire and smoke spilled out in all directions and landed on the bodies of many Elders who sat cross-legged on the ground, killing many among them.

"Let's attack him together and offer her to the new Magus King."

Sect Master of the Serpent Witch Sect rose to his feet and shouted.

He stomped on the ground with the butt of a serpentine staff and summoned a Snake Spirit Witch had taken the corporeal form of a green arrow out from the tip of the staff. The arrow shot out and traced a smear of the greenish-grey line in the air as it plummeted into Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa.

Meanwhile, elders of other Witch Sects also attacked.

A hundred or so elders and disciples from nineteen different Witch Sects and all of them had reached mid-stage of Dao-Reaching Level. Their combined might finally made Yukishiro Sa falter a little.

However, Chen Fan was still unaffected by the threat. He looked to the Sect Master of the Ghost Witch Sect and asked: "Where is she?"

Sect Master of the Ghost Witch Sect's face darkened and didn't say a thing.

"Tell me now, or die."

Chen Fan snorted and took a step forward.

"Bang!"

Chen Fan had put in no more effort than it took to put one foot before the other, however, his action looked as if that of a primordial giant. The impact between Chen Fan's sole and the earth ushered in an ear deafening blare and a powerful shock wave. As if magic, Azure Blade Auras shot out from the tip of Chen Fan's fingers and shot at the snake spirit, banishing it to the void. The energy went past the snake spirit and hacked the elder of the Spirit Witch Sect into halves.

However, this was only the beginning of their punishment.

Chen Fan took another step forward.

With a casual wave of a hand, he had pressed a Sect Guardian who had thrown himself at Chen Fan flat against the ground.

Then Chen Fan took the third step.

He shot out a finger and poked the forehead of a young lord from the Spirit Witch Sect, making it explode in an instant.

Fourth Step...

Chen Fan killed an enemy with each step he took. Each death was different than the one that came before it. Some died from the Azure Blade Qi, some by physical force, some by the soul energy and some were killed by violent curses.

Once Chen Fan finished nineteen steps, there were nineteen more corpses lying on the ground.

He had killed an Overlord in nearly each and every one of the nineteen Witch Sects.

His enemies' faces changed as reality finally set in. Even the Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect looked gloomy and concerned by the development.

"Who is this young man? His Martial arts, Dharma Spells, and Soul Energy cultivation are all sublime. Plus, he is so young! Is he the new Azure dragon from Kunlun?"

The Sect Master of Spirit Witch Sect said loudly.

"It's impossible. Azure Dragon is an expert in Martial-Dharma Dual Cultivation and excelled in Curse Sorcery, as well as Vajrayana arts. There is no way that this young man would have known so much at such a young age." Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect shook his head and then looked to the Sect Master of the Ghost With Sect.

"Sect Master, you this man seemed to be after you, do you know who he is?"

Everyone looked to the Sect Master of the Ghost With Sect curiously.

An array of emotions surfaced on the Sect Master's face and in the end, he murmured reluctantly:

"He is Chen Beixuan!"

"What?"

The revelation had stupefied all the listeners.

Chen Fan had been active in Northern China, far away from Southeast Asia and southern China where the Witch Sects operated. Therefore, no one had expected that it was Chen Fan.

However, as the reality setting in, even the Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect could no longer remain calm.

"Pahda!"

By then, Chen Fan had already made his way to the platform.

He took twenty-five steps in a row and ended the lives of twenty-five Dao-Reaching Level overlords. The growing death toll had instilled fear into his enemies.

Those Chen Fan had killed were all elites of each sect.

"Donn Donn Donn"

Chen Fan started up the stairs that led to the platform. Other than the Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect, the other magus rose to their feet and looked nervously at the approaching living legend.

"Chen Beixuan, why do you barge into our gathering and kill my people? Do you think the Witch Sects are pushovers?"

Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect sat steadily in an armchair and asked with a dark face.

"Where is she?"

Chen Fan ignored the Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect, instead, he locked his gaze on the Sect Master of the Ghost With Sect.

His question had terrified the hundred-year-old Magus. His face was pale and lifeless and his body trembled uncontrollably. All the while, he refused to say a thing.

"Chen Beixuan, how dare you ignore me."

Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect railed against Chen Fan.

He was the current Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect, the inner disciple of the last Grand Magus, any one of his decisions would affect countless people's lives. Plus, he was here to claim the throne of the Magus King, so he wouldn't let Chen Fan ruin his plan by disrespecting him.

"Noisy!"

Chen Fan furrowed his brows and shot out an arm.

"Kaboom!"

A crackling of thunder came up from a distance, as a ten-meter long apparition of a hand appeared in the sky. It bore down onto the Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect with the weight of a mountain.

"Watch out!"

The Fire Magus, Battle Magus, and the Crimson Magus all reacted quickly to ward off the attack.

They hurled one spell after another up into the sky to block the Azure hand. The Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect also pulled a dark face as dark energy rose from his body and morphed into the shape of a palm the same size as Chen Fan's spell.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The Azure palm in the sky didn't even move an inch after the attacks landed on it. Some attacks even bounced off of the Azure palm and landed on the magus, killing many in the process.

The giant azure palm kept coming down with an unswerving conviction.

It easily crushed through the black palm, and the latter fizzled and disappeared. The Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect blenched, and hurried to fish out a small drum made out of human skin. He bit open the tip of his tongue and spat out a wad of blood at it.

"Shu!"

The drum soaked up the blood and flew to the sky, unleashing a curtain of crimson energy that wrapped around the Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect.

However, Chen Fan's attack was not so easily defended.

"Bam!"

Suddenly, a loud blare came up that sounded like a church bell bellowed around people's ears.

Under the immeasurable pressure of the Azure palm, the crimson screen shattered and so did the drum. With nothing standing in its way, the azure palm went straight through the earth and created a crater a few meters deep. The crater was in the perfect shape of a palm with palm lines and all.

"Incredible!"

The Magus gasped in unison.

Even the combined might of six Perfected Cultivators couldn't slow down Chen Fan's attack.

Right before the crimson energy screen gave in, The Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect pitched his body to a side and escaped the deadly attack by a hair's breadth. However, he had permanently lost a precious drum to the attack. The Drum was one of the seven top Magus Artifacts in the possession of the Dark Witch Sect.

"Where is she?"

Chen Fan still had his eyes fixed on the Sect Master of the Ghost With Sect and asked.

"Chen Beixuan, The Witch Sects has nineteen branches, and millions of members across the globe. Do you really want to be our enemy?"

Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect asked vehemently.

The stress finally frayed the edge of Sect Master of the Ghost With Sect's mind. His face changed as he shouted at the top of his mind.

"Chen Beixuan, I have offered Yu Wenjin to the Grand Magus God to feast on her Arcane Yin body. You are already too late, she must have all but been consumed by the Grand Magus God."

"What?"

Chen Fan's face suddenly became severe.

A deadly tension suddenly made the air feel heavy as a pulse of energy swept across the entire plaza. The hearts of the seven Perfected Cultivators all sank to the bottom of an ice cave.

A horrid illusion played out right before their eyes: it was the scene of hell.

They saw a powerful banishing the purest evil and slaughtering the mightiest gods. It was a universe of terror and pain, not a single planet was intact and not a single race could avoid the senseless slaughtering.

So powerful was Chen Fan's Divine Will that he could send visions into other's minds. These illusions were all fragments of Chen Fan's brutal past.

"Arrh!" "Arrh!" "Arrh!" "What are you going to do?"

The mind of Ghost Magus was the first one to go. His mortal coil could not comprehend these unthinkable visions, the mere attempt to make sense of this scene would result in a complete meltdown of his mind. The old man's eyes darted left and right restlessly as he fumbled to back away.

"Bang!"

Chen Fan stepped forward without any expression on his face.

His feet landed on the Ghost Magus and reduced the latter into a bloody mush.

Chen Fan started an art to draw the Grand Magus's soul into his grasp. Then he spat out a golden flame at the translucent soul, reducing it into nothing.

"If anything happened to Yu Wenjin, I will kill each and every one of you and wipe the Witch Sects off the face of the earth."

Chen Fan said coldly with an impassive voice.

Everyone looked at Chen Fan fearfully. They heard the painful cry of the Grand Magus as his soul was being burned away. In the end, the translucent soul turned into a thin puff of smoke and disappeared.

It was the first time these Magus saw anyone's soul being annihilated.

Such a deadly and unforgiving method was unheard of.

"Chen Beixuan, aren't you afraid of my Lord Father?"

Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect asked with a hard face.

However, Chen Fan replied to him with a Blade Aura that gleamed gold.

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Chapter 492: Slaughter House Witch Sect

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Shoo!"

The Sword of Essense Restoring flew out of the gourd hitched by Chen Fan's waist and made a golden circle in the sky before it plummeted down at the Fire Magus. As soon as it severed the head of the Fire Magus, the blade whirled toward the Blood Magus.

"Art of Blood Explosion!"

The Blood Magus shouted at the top of his lungs.

Suddenly, his face flushed red as a bloody mist made out of Aether Qi sprayed out from his body. The Blood Magus charged up his energy and backed away at incredible speed. His movement was faster than any peak level Dharma Cultivation spell casters.

However, he was still too slow to outrun the flying sword.

From the corner of his eye, the Blood Magus caught a glimpse of a streak of golden glow before realizing that the flying sword had severed through his waist, cutting his body in half.

The flying sword didn't slow down as it plummeted into the next victim.

By then, there were only six remaining on the platform. Other than the Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect, the other five Perfected Cultivators all charged up their energies to ward off the attack. Some toughened their bodies and strengthened their physique, some abandoned their physical form and escaped with only their soul intact, and the rest produced a Dharma Artifact to enhance their power.

However, none of them could save themselves from the deadly flying sword.

With one fell swoop, the Sword of Essense Restoring killed five Perfected Cultivators, severing their heads clear off of their shoulders.

Chen Fan had ended the lives of five Perfected Cultivators without even lifting a finger.

"Shu!"

The flying sword turned around and made a full circle around the platform before it bore down on the Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect.

"Chen Beixuan!"

Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect let out a desperate howl.

He hurled at all the spells under his sleeves at the incoming sword to stop it, but none worked. This sword was forged by the Sword Secret, the Exalted Cultivator a few thousand years ago. Chen Fan had imbued it with his Immortal State energy and could use it to strike down a fighter jet, much less the flesh of a mortal.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The golden sword cut through seven layers of energy screens that protected Dark Magus and was about to land a direct hit on the Dark Magus's head.

Suddenly, a plume of dark mist shot out from the bone necklace around Dark Magus's neck.

This dark mist billowed up into the air and it's flowing mass formed an apparition of an old man in a dark robe. It was difficult to make out the features on the old man's face, but his eyes glowed green against the dark matter that formed its shape.

"Lord Father!"

Dark Magus exclaimed under his breath.

Chen Fan growled at the shadow: "Kill!"

The golden sword didn't stop as it plunged into the Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect's neck. Even as the Dark Magus's head rolled to the ground, his face was awash with disbelief. He couldn't believe that Chen Fan could have killed him right in front of his powerful Lord Father.

"NOOOO!"

The shadowy apparition flickered as the old man let out a saddened howl.

The flying sword flew up and bore down on the shadowy figure from above, severing the Illusion Form into two halves. Then the sword turned around and shredded the illusion form into countless fragments.

Once the blade and banished the Illusion form, it brought itself up, tracing a gleaming golden arc in the air, and then swooped down at the crowd of Magus.

"Please, no!"

"Immortal Master Chen, we surrender!"

"We will lead you to the Dark Witch Sect!"

The leaders of the other witch sects were terrified by the development. They shouted their capitulation out at the top of their lungs.

Chen Fan had killed six Perfected Cultivators in one strike and struck asunder the illusion form of the Grand Magus God. By then, no one in their right mind would rise up against him. However, their penance had come too late.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Shafts of golden light lanced up into the sky as the Sword of Essense Restoring hacked and slashed at its victims, harvesting lives with a striking economy of motion.

The might of the flying sword over trumped the protective effects of any Dharma Spells, Divine powers and Martial arts.

In his moment of enlightenment, the Buddha had famously said: "A flickering of a finger contained sixty most basic units of time. In each of those unfathomably short moments, nine hundred lives were lost and another nine hundred were born."

Thus it was, Chen Fan had killed hundreds of people in less than a fraction of a second, turning the plaza into a bloodbath in a blink. The sight was so brutal that it even stupefied Yukishiro Sa.

After the last man standing was reduced into two bloody stumps, the Sword of Essense Restoring returned to Chen Fan. Its sharp edge was untainted by blood, and its body still humming excitedly, as if it was eager to bring more bloodshed to the world.

"Don't worry, these men and women are just an appetizer for you. There will be more for you."

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and stood motionlessly in between two newly-formed rivulets of blood.

"Master, what should we do next?" Yukishiro Sa lowered her head and asked with a slight hint of fear.

"We will bring the same destruction to all Witch Sects." Chen Fan let out a cold smirk and said: "But before that, we might as well cleanse the world of this stinky vile place. "

He started an art and drew the souls of the six Perfected Cultivators he had killed into the yellow gourd. He would need to rely on these souls to locate the Dark Witch Sect.

Meanwhile, the same group that was eyeing Yukishiro Sa still congregated near the entrance of the plaza.

The expectation had made them feel like they had been waiting for a century, while in reality only a few minutes had passed.

"Brother Loong, what do you think is happening in there? I heard noises for a few seconds and then everything went quiet. What's going on?"

Xiao Qi asked curiously.

"What is going on, you ask? Are you thick? The two fresh people are dead meat now, that is what is going on. Isn't it obvious?"

Brother Loong smirked and then shook his head and lamented. "I was right! That bitch is no pushover. She lasted a good few minutes against so many powerful elders. Damn! I should have acted sooner and pinned her under my thumb. She is going to be priceless on the market."

Even as everyone guessed what had happened, Xiao Qi's face changed and then he pointed a finger at the plaza.

"Brother Loong, look! What is that?"

Brother Loong looked up and saw a young couple walking out of the plaza. There was no blood on their shirts, not even any sign of a scuffle.

"What is going on?"

Brother Loong was taken aback.

There were seven Perfected Cultivators and many leaders from all nineteen branches of the Witch Sects. They would never let the young couple out of there unharmed.

Even as Brother Loong pondered, someone came up to the girl to holla at her.

"Humph!"

The young man wearing a casual outfit snorted and waved a hand, shot out a golden shaft of light from his hand. The energy beam right through the person's head turned around and shot directly at the crowd.

"What is this?"

Before Brother Loong realized what had happened, the light had cut through his neck and all of his cronies.

After having killed the crowd in one strike, the Sword of Essense Restoring didn't return to Chen Fan, instead, it charged toward the village.

"Go, kill everyone in Mount Magus."

Chen Fan stood impassively and looked into the distance indifferently.

This village was the source of many heinous crimes. The villagers were either from the Witch Sect or wanted criminals around the world. Chen Fan wouldn't hesitate a second to kill them.

"Arhh! Arrhh!"

The Village of Mount Magus was awash with painful cries and maddening howls.

The chaos soon the village was ablaze. The golden blade danced around the flames and painted the fire with blood.

Some people tried to run away, some even tried to attack Chen Fan.

However, Chen Fan's Divine Will had covered the entire village and he would see to it that there was not a living soul remaining in this village.

He controlled the Blade Qi from a distance and turned the entire village into a bloodbath.

In the end, the entire village was engulfed by fire when there was no single living person left.

"Hoooluuuu."

Yukishiro Sa watched as the red tongue of the flame rose to a few dozen meters tall. She felt cold, even the hot blaze around her couldn't supply any warmth to her. Chen Fan had massacred the entire village.

By then, she finally started to realize how little her master cared about mortals.

"Master, where are we going next?"

Yukishiro Sa asked.

"The headquarters of the Dark Witch Sect. If the Grand Magus God really killed Yu Wenjin, I will spill his blood over Yu Wenjin's grave to avenge her."

Chen Fan said slowly.

The thought of the docile and kind-hearted classmate being consumed by the Grand Magus God stoked up the fire inside of Chen Fan.

Although Chen Fan was not sure what Art of Seven Malice Divine Soul was, he could tell from its name that it would inflict such excruciating pain on Yu Wenjin that would make death pale in comparison.

"If you dare to harm my friend, I will kill you even if you are the Perfected Immortal of the Nine Heavens."

Chen Fan grunted as he looked toward the south, where the Dark Witch Sect was located.

Meanwhile, in the Dark Mountain just outside of Myanmar's capital.

This mountain was a dormant volcano and it was constantly shrouded by poison mist, Malice Smoke and Yin qi. Such an unforgiving environment was not suitable for human life.

The lack of human activity gave birth to many rumors and legends about the mountain. A few decades ago, a group of men and women from China took over the mountain and spun the legends to their advantages. By then, even the president and chief generals of Myanmar would come to the Dark Mountain to pay tribute to the old sage that lived there.

In a temple deep inside of the Dark Mountain, a black-robed elder sat cross-legged on the ground.

With each breath he took, he drew out powerful Dark Malic Qi deep within the earth and channeled it into his belly.

Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes. His face was still shrouded by darkness, but his eyes shone like two green balls of fire.

"Who was he? He killed my child and struck my Illusion Form, I will make him pay!"

The old man's voice boomed in the valley. The earth started to tremble as if an earthquake.

Many disciples of the Dark Witch Sect knelt on the ground and dared not to look up.

"Find him, and kill him. I will turn him into my Ghost Slave, enslave him for ten thousand years!"

The Black-robed elder fumed.

"Yes, Ancestral Master!"

Many disciples kowtowed and replied in a shaky voice.

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Chapter 493: Enter Myanmar

It was one of the most powerful ancient sects in China.

Ever since its inception a thousand years ago, the Great Magus swept across China and even killed a Sect master of the Heavenly Master Sect and dominated China for hundreds of years. Even the emperor of China had to bow to the Great Magus and call him teacher.

This generation of the Dark Witch Sect also produced a Magus God that was also listed on the Divine Roll.

Sixty years ago, Ye Qincang finally defeated the Dark Witch Sect and forced them out of China to Myanmar. The Grand Magus God fought against Ye Qincang, but was eventually defeated. Afterward, he went into seclusion and swore to avenge his defeat after he had become more powerful.

Ever since the Dark Witch Sect arrived in Myanmar, they quickly rose to power and became the national sect of the country. Even Myanmar's president had to talk to the Grand Magus God with great respect.

"Other than the Grand Magus God, the sect has nine perfected cultivators and hundreds of disciples."

"Other than that, the sect also controlled the politics of Myanmar. They were respected by both the military leaders as well as the civil government. Myanmar's National Guard was filled with members of the Dark Witch Sect. In other words, the sect controlled an army of a hundred thousand strong. The Grand Magus God was seeking certain unique souls to help him complete his most deadly art: the Art of Seven Malice Divine Soul."

Chen Fan had extracted all of that information from the souls of the Magus that he had slaughtered.

"Control a nation? This Dark Witch Sect must be a force to be reckoned with."

Yukishiro Sa was shocked by what she learned.

Although Myanmar was a small nation, it had a population of ten million and an army of a hundred thousand. Therefore, the fact that the Magus God was able to claim supremacy over such a nation had caught Yukishiro Sa by surprise.

"His is the power of an Immortal State Warrior. I wager they must have been even more influential before the nuclear bomb was invented."

Chen Fan said with an icy intent in his voice: "If it is true, then Myanmar's National Guard is also involved in Yu Wenjin's abduction."

Once Chen Fan had gotten what he needed, he set the souls ablaze with a golden flame.

"Chen Beixuan, you have promised to release me once I have told you everything. What is the meaning of this?" engulfed in flames, the soul of the Grand Magus shouted.

"I lied."

Chen Fan replied impassively.

Their life or death was entirely at the whim of the North Mystic Celestial Lord. The mighty Celestial Lord would never let his actions be bound to any promises he made to his enemies.

"Chen Beixuan, you are a despicable scoundrel! My Lord Father will avenge me, just wait! Arhhh!"

The Grand Magus of the Dark Witch Sect let out a painful cry as the fire nibbled away his soul, and eventually reduced it to ashes.

"You should wait for me here. It's too dangerous where I am going, and I need to be in and out of there quickly. You will be a hindrance rather than help if you come with me."

Before Chen Fan's voice faded, he flew up and toward the south, trailing a streak of azure light behind.

"Yes.."

Yukishiro Sa lowered her head and said.

Someone along the Myanmar border, a few soldiers wearing national guard uniforms were guarding a checkpoint.

"What a shitty day. I thought the border was supposed to be busy around this time of the year."

"It usually is. There are always many Chinese tourists or businessmen that need to cross the checkpoint. They are loaded with cash."

The Myanmar soldiers murmured to himself.

Although they were called the national guard, they only serve the president who was one of many warlords in Myanmar. Myanmar was plagued by civil strife in the last few decades and was run by a group of warlords. In order to establish some resemblance of order, the warlords eventually agree to elect one chief general among them as the leader of the country.

"Hey, look, what is that?"

Someone pointed a finger at the distant sky.

The other soldiers looked up and they saw an azure light descending from the sky and was approaching the checkpoint at lightning speed. Behind the azure glow was a plume of dust that looked like a snarling dragon.

After a flash of azure light, they saw a dark-haired, tall and handsome young man standing before them.

"Is this the Myanmar border?"

The young man asked in Burmese. The first few words sounded tired and heavily accented, but by the time he finished his question, his Burmese had gotten observably better.

"Yes.."

The leader of the soldiers replied in a shaky voice.

"Bravo."

The young man replied briefly before he charged forward, turning into a streak of azure glow and was gone in a blink.

Once the soldiers finally gathered themselves, they found out that the checkpoint was in ruins. Many soldiers looked to the leader and asked: "Captain, what should we do now? He destroyed our checkpoint."

"What else CAN we do? Report to our general right now. We have been attacked!"

The captain shouted at his soldiers.

The nation was constantly in the state of war and therefore, the intelligence department was active round the clock. The message was sent to the Deputy Minister of National Defense in less than ten minutes.

"What is going on?"

The deputy minister was a Lieutenant General. He looked at the report laying before him with a scowl.

"Minister, we have just got a report from the border that a Super Overlord from China just entered our nation. The intruder is young, has black hair and black eyes. He is obviously Chinese. He attacked our checkpoint and was on his way to the capital. This is an invasion!"

A Colonel from the Strategy Office shouted hotly.

"Why would a Chinese Super Overlord come to Myanmar? You said he destroyed our border checkpoint?"

The Deputy Minister narrowed his eyes as his mind raced.

Regardless of the cause of the incident, this was not a small matter.

"I will report this to the Minister, as well as the Lords at the Dark Witch Sect. Order general Aung Hlaing to intercept that Chinese overlord. They have my permission to fire at will." The deputy minister said.

"Yes, sir!"

The colonel saluted and replied at the top of his lungs.

The young man who had barged through the checkpoint was Chen Fan.

Once he was inside Myanmar, he charged toward the heartland of the country at lightning speed. Time was of the essence during his mission, so he didn't even bother to put on a disguise. While passing through populated areas, he simply slowed down a little or cast an illusion spell to turn himself invisible.

However, some civilians still noticed him and reported the sighting of the strange young man to the government.

It wasn't long before General Aung Hlaing got a whiff of Chen Fan's whereabouts.

"He is a Chinese Overlord, you said? Doesn't he know that Myanmar is under the Dark Witch Sect's protection?"

Two men sat across from General Aung Hlaing in his office. One of them was a middle-aged man in a black robe that snorted.

"Lord Jin, what do you think?"

General Aung Hlaing had ten thousand troops at his disposal, however, his voice was filled with deference while he talked to the two middle-aged men.

"We have just gotten a message from the Headquarters. The Magus God was very angry at the death of the new Grand Magus. I wager that this invader is the same person who killed the Grand Magus. Is he really not afraid of the ire of the Dark Witch Sect?" Lord Jin thought and then he said.

"I need all hands on deck to stop that man. I will dispatch some of my Magus to aid you."

"Yes, my lord."

General Aung Hlaing replied with a smile on his face.

He knew that the Magus from the Dark Witch Sect possessed such incredible power that they could kill people without even lifting a finger. Even though he was a mighty warlord, he could easily be killed by the Magus unwittingly.

Under General Aung Hlaing's command, many divisions that were stationed in the Northwestern regions were mobilized for war.

Chen Fan had chosen the shortest route to his destination and didn't hide his tracks. Therefore, the strategists in the military had easily predicted his location.

"We will encounter our enemy in ten minutes, ready your arms."

"Artillery, Tanks, and Snipers, on my mark!"

"Ten minutes, nine, eight, one..."

"Fire!"

The field commander issued the order to fire at will.

"Kaboom!"

A dozen field cannons with 140mm shells roared in unison. Each one of these shells was able to obliterate an entire building. When a dozen of them were firing at the same time, the sky started to rain deadly steel that would easily annihilate anything and everything.

"Lord Jin, please rest assured. Not even a mosquito could have passed that downpour of iron and steel."

General Aung Hlaing said confidently with a cigarette in his mouth.

Despite the short notice, General Aung Hlaing had mobilized over twenty battalions with two hundred thousand soldiers in total. Two of the battalions were field cannon battalions, one of them was a motorized unit. These were the most elite forces in the Northwest region. If not because of the personal request from Lord Jin, he would never use them.

"Very good."

The dark-robed man's face tightened a little when he heard the roaring of cannons.

His name was Jin Wuxian and he was one of the nine perfected cultivators in the Dark Witch Sect. The leaders of the Dark Witch Sect were much more powerful than that of the Hong Sect, and they were the reason that the Dark Witch Sect could subjugate an entire nation while the Hong Sect was still in exile.

Jin Wuxian was tasked by the Grand Magus God to search for clues about the downfall of the Grand Magus. Therefore, He didn't expect to run into Chen Fan. Although he was a perfected cultivator, the deadly barrage of cannons stupefied him.

"Haha, the National Defense department had overreacted, I say. I could have dealt with the problem with a few hundred of my best men. There is no need to mobilize such a huge army."

Even as General Aung Hlaing let out a peal of laughter, he heard the soldiers shouting at him.

"General, look!"

General Aung Hlaing turned around and managed to make out a shadow amidst the dust and smoke. Then the shadow glowed azure and charged forward toward the ranks of his soldiers like a shooting star.

"OMG!"

General Aung Hlaing gaped in disbelief, and so did his soldiers. Some soldiers were so stunned by what they saw, that they didn't even notice that they had dropped the guns in their hands.

Jin Wuxian's face also darkened.

"He is running on air. He is an... Immortal State Warrior!"

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Chapter 494: Defeat a Nation, Again!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Walking on air and soaring above the sky were both signature abilities of an Immortal State Warrior.

Lord Jin had seen the Grand Magus God use such abilities only once a few decades ago. In the last few decades, the Grand Magus God had stayed low and focused his attention entirely on improving his cultivation so that one day he could avenge his defeat at the hands of Ye Qincang.

"Kaboom!"

Even as everyone tried to grasp what had happened, Chen Fan had descended upon them and landed on top of a tank, flattening the iron monster with the soldiers inside.

"Fire! Fire at once! Where is the Tank unit? Attack him, NOW!"

General Aung Hlaing finally gathered himself and he screamed into the intercom.

"Bang!"

The command wrenched the soldiers' minds out of their shocked state. They trained their guns at Chen Fan and fired.

"Clank, clank!"

The bullets were stopped three meters away from their target by Chen Fan's Arcane Energy Bulwark.

Chen Fan had already reached the Divine Sea level, therefore, his Azure Thearch Longevity Body could sustain a direct hit from a field cannon, much less bullets. By now, there were only a handful of weapons, such as heavy ballistic missiles or Massive Ordnance Penetrator could have threatened him.

Chen Fan pressed on despite the shower of bullets that rained down on him. He sauntered forward with a great measure of levity under the soldier's incredulous eyes.

"Holonnnholonn..."

The Tanks finally arrived. It was the only Tank Battalion in the entire Northwest region.

The unit consisted of a dozen outdated heavy tanks operated by a hundred or so soldiers. They quickly surrounded Chen Fan from all directions. However, Chen Fan barely paid any attention to them.

These tanks were slow and ineffective compared to those used by the Infantry Division 116 in Russia.

Most of these tanks had been in service since WW2. In fact, most of the Myanmar soldier's equipment, such as cannons, machine guns, and even pistols were from the WW2 era.

Myanmar neither has the financial clout nor the technological edge to equip its military with modern arms such as missiles, fighter jets, or armed helicopters. Their army was mostly made up of a handful of outdated tanks, artillery and a large number of soldiers.

"Donnn!"

Chen Fan reached out both hands and grabbed a Tank and threw it above his head. Before the tank thudded back to the ground, Chen Fan kicked it and sent it flying.

"Kaboom!"

The tank flew back a few dozen meters and landed on top of another Tank. The impact made the earth tremble as if an earthquake, and the shockwave had stunned the soldiers within the vicinity of the impact.

"This... this is.. terrifying."

Many soldiers were so terrified by the scene that they dropped their guns and were ready to turn tail.

The Myanmar soldiers were very religious and believed in gods. In their mind, Chen Fan was as powerful as the gods they worshiped.

"Charge, and FIRE! Kill the deserters!"

General Aung Hlaing shouted at the intercom, eyes bloodshot. He had worked his ass off to gain the precious tank battalion from other warlords. However, Chen Fan had destroyed eight units in a blink. Suddenly, General Aung Hlaing was overtaken by fear and surprise.

"He reminds me of the Grand Magus God's battle against the Japanese and the Sichuan Warlord."

Lord Jin looked at Chen Fan from a distance, as old memories suddenly came to him.

During WW2, the Grand Magus God presided over Southwestern China and had made a name for himself after he defeated the invading Sichuan Warlords and the Japanese.

"Pick up the gun and FIRE you worthless dogs!"

Under General Aung Hlaing's insistent demand, the soldiers picked up their guns with a shaky hand and fired at Chen Fan. Many Armored vehicles also charged toward him.

Getting annoyed, Chen Fan frowned a little.

He had no time to waste in dealing with these worthless cannon fodders.

"Hooo!"

Everyone watched as Chen Fan drew a large gulp of air into his lungs. His mouth opened up as air kept on rushing in and over time, a strand of white twisty airflow formed a funnel that channeled even more volume of air into Chen Fan's system.

"What is he doing?"

Even as the soldiers pondered, they saw Chen Fan throw his head back and out an ear-deafening shout.

"MMMMM!"

His voice had a deep and powerful timbre and a fluctuating pitch. One moment it sounded like the deep droning of a dragon, the other moment, it was the chirping of a Phoenix. As the sound increased volume and intensity rapidly, it ripped open the soldiers' eardrums and forced them to cover their ears in agonizing pain.

However, this was only the beginning of their punishment.

Chen Fan's voice kept on getting louder and its pitch also started to soar. By then, people could see the soundwave bending the air, turning it into a liquid as it passed through space. Infused with True Essence, the soundwave reverberated across a large area and shattered the glass of all nearby buildings.

It swept across the Myanmar army with more ferociousness than a typhoon, nailing the soldiers to the ground.

"Arrh!"

General Aung Hlaing was the furthest away from the front line, but he also felt an excruciating pain in his brain. Lord Jin hurried to cast a Dark Malice Qi around General Aung Hlaing and eased his pain.

"My Lord, help us. Kill that man!"

General Aung Hlaing grasped Lord Jin's hand and pleaded.

"It's already too late. Look there." Lord Jin grimaced.

General Chen looked up and saw his soldiers collapsed to the ground as if under a huge pressure and drove through them and harvested their lives.

The soldiers who stood the closest to Chen Fan had lost their heads in an explosion from inside of their brains. Those who were further away from Chen Fan scrambled to their feet, threw away their guns, and ran away. Even tank drivers hurried to clamber out of the iron shells and run for their lives. The sound wave could easily penetrate through the tank's armor and kill the soldiers inside.

"It. It.."

The scene had stupefied General Aung Hlaing. He suddenly felt an icy fear grip his heart.

Chen Fan had shouted thousands of soldiers to death, annihilating half of General Aung Hlaing's twenty battalions, while the other half routed by themselves. Even many of his trusted officers abandoned the fight and turned tail.

"He had killed thousands using the sound of his roar. The timbre of his voice was as deadly as Fuel Air Explosive. Is this the real power of a living legend?"

Lord Jin said in a trembling voice.

By then he had already put the two and the two together and realized who Chen Fan was.

The signs were obvious, other than the mighty Chen Beixuan, there was no one, not even the Grand Magus God would have possessed so much power.

"My lord, what should we do?"

General Aung Hlaing's body shriveled up as he asked in a shaky voice.

"Fret not. We don't know if Chen Beixuan is after us yet. Maybe he was just passing through." Lord Jin said calmly. The Dark Witch Sect and Chen Fan never stepped on each other's toes before. So Lord Jin wagered that Chen Beixuan would not offend an Immortal State Warrior for no good reason.

Suddenly, he watched as Chen Fan turned into a streak of azure light from a distance and then flashed into his view right in front of him. He gave Lord Jin a cold gaze and asked: "Are you from the Dark Witch Sect?"

"Indeed. I am Lord Jin Wuxian, one of the nine lords of Grand Magus God. Nice to meet you, Immortal Master Chen." Lord Jin lowered his head and said: "I didn't know of your arrival, so please forgive me for the —"

Before he had finished his words, Chen Fan raised an eyebrow and shot out an azure light at Lord Jin.

"Your apology is not needed. Just die."

"What?"

Before Lord Jin realized what had happened, he was sliced into two halves by Chen Fan's attack. Blood spilled out from the wound and splashed all over General Aung Hlaing's head.

Once Chen Fan had done away with Lord Jin, he darted forth and traced a line of azure light in his path and disappeared.

He didn't even want to waste any of his time on General Aung Hlaing. The combined might of all forces stationed at the Northwest region was still a far cry from that of Chen Fan. General Aung Hlaing's army wouldn't even hold out against the Japanese Fourteenth Brigade, much less Chen Fan.

"Kaboom!"

An hour later, Chen Fan defeated the Myanmar military battalion outside the City of Bhamo that intercepted him. After that, he barged into the City of Bhamo and killed seventy-three disciples of the Dark Witch Sect before he left the city with a crowd of incredulous citizens.

Two hours later, Chen Fan was stopped again thirty kilometers away from Mandalay. This time, it was Myanmar's Third Infantry Division. After he had routed the soldiers, he charged into the city and slaughtered a hundred and seventy-five Dark Witch Sect disciples as well as the mayor of Mandalay due to the mayor's close tie with the Dark Witch Sect.

Three hours later, Chen Fan arrived at the City of Meiktilaand where he defeated an elite special force and killed three of Dark Witch Sect's Lords for good measure.

Four hours later...

Chen Fan was unstoppable and killed anyone who dared to stand in his way. He made sure that he would uproot the Dark Witch Sect in any city he reached. Using his Divine Will, he could sense anyone who had dabbled in the dark art.

Chen Fan had killed over a few hundred disciples along his way and routed tens of thousands of soldiers. By then end, the Myanmar government finally dispatched the only fighter jets available to them.

These fighter jets were outdated third-generation fighter jets and lacked any powerful weapons such as the guided missiles. It wasn't long before they were struck down by Chen Fan's flying sword.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Wherever Chen Fan went, he left a path of destruction behind him. Worse, his actions were so conspicuous that even the leaders of the neighboring countries had learned about the series of onslaughts.

Five hours later, Chen Fan was finally getting close to the capital of Myanmar.

"Is this Myanmar's capital city?"

Chen Fan stood on top of a hill and looked into the distance. He saw armies rushing into the city from all directions. The soldiers didn't seem to find any comfort and safety in their huge numbers as fear and apprehension were written all over their faces.

In the sky, a dozen outdated helicopters and fighter jets circled around the city, but dared not to get closer.

However, Chen Fan quickly looked away from these soldiers and landed his gaze on a dark volcano past the city in a gloomy backdrop, where the Dark Witch Sects headquarter was located.

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Chapter 495: He Is A God

The City of Naypyitaw.

Although it is the capital of Myanmar, it has a population of less than a million, less than most Chinese third tier cities. The city just incorporated cell phone signal in 2009 and before that, the local residents had to rely on landlines to talk to each other.

The state of relative underdevelopment was mostly due to Myanmar's economy.

Myanmar's GDP was less than that of a Chinese province, if not a Chinese city. Its state of economic development was at least thirty years behind that of China. Only one in two hundred people have a landline and a cellphone was considered a luxury, a status symbol for the rich and the powerful.

Meanwhile, inside Myanmar's National Defense Department...

Military officers fumbled to answer many phones that rang at the same time.

"Enemy had breached the ninth defense line. The Fourth Infantry Division was defeated, General Yuke was killed."

"Enemy breached the twentieth defense line. He is only thirty kilometers away from the capital."

"Enemy is approaching the capital."

The National Defense Department was flooded by one bad news after another which soured the officer's face. It had only been a few hours since they got the report that Chen Fan had entered the border.

Yet, Chen Fan had already defeated tens of thousands of soldiers, crushed three Infantry Divisions and struck down the only few fighter jets in the national arsenal. The only option left for the military was to summon as many soldiers to the capital as possible, hoping to win the battle with a sheer number of people.

"Damn it! Who is that man? Is he a super-soldier from China?"

"Not likely. We are on good terms with the Chinese military."

"Mr. President, do you have any news?"

A tall and stately looking man walked into the room and his presence arrested many people's attention. He was U Than Sein, the president of Myanmar.

The letter U was not part of his real name, it was an honorary title, therefore, his real name is Than Sein.

Despite the calm expression on Than Sein's face, there was fear flickering in his eyes.

In Than Sein Chen's sixty years of life, he had never seen anyone as powerful as Chen Fan. Even the sage in Dark Mountain would pale in comparison with the Chinese young man.

He was fighting against a nation all by himself!

This was unheard of!

"His name is Chen Beixuan, the number one fighter on the Heaven Roll and the only super overlord on the Divine Roll. He defeated the Infantry Division 116 in Russia and the Fourteenth Brigade of Japan all by himself."

A black-robed man standing behind Than Sein said slowly.

"He is Chen Beixuan?"

The revelation shocked everyone.

Decades of living in a nation so secluded from the rest of the world such as Myanmar had given the military officers a very narrowed vision and made them arrogant. So much so that when they first heard of Chen Beixuan's unimaginable deeds in Russia and China, they simply brushed it off as rumors

"Our military is miles behind the Infantry Division 116 of Russia. One Division from Russia is probably enough to annihilate our entire military."

"Just so. Even a superpower such as Russia had capitulated to Chen Beixuan, what could we do to stop him?"

"Should we inform the Chinese government and ask them for help?"

Many generals put in. The military officers' cowardice didn't sit well with Than Sein.

"My lord! Where can we go from here? Our capital is right behind us. If we lose the city, what do you think those rebels up north would think of us? How are we going to command the rest of the warlords in this country?"

Than Sein slammed on the table and shouted at the officers.

"Order the 5th, 6th, and the 7th Divisions out to stop Chen Beixuan. I don't care what they do, just stop him outside of Naypyitaw."

"Yes, sir!"

Many military generals rose to their feet and answered.

It wasn't until these generals were finally gone, that Than Sein allowed fear to surface on his face. He turned around and pleaded to the man in a black robe." Lord Hu, I don't think the military can stop him. We might need help from the sage."

"Please be rest assured, Mr. President. Myanmar is under our sect's protection. Chen Beixuan might be powerful, but so is Grand Magus God"

Lord Hu said lightly.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Than Sein finally heaved a sigh of relief.

His heart had caught in his throat even since Chen Fan barged into his country.

Meanwhile, on a hill outside of the capital city, Chen Fan was ready to press on.

Chen Fan charged out, he covered ten meters with each step, as if measuring the land. Before him was a swarm of soldiers that gathered from all over Myanmar.

"Halt! You are challenging Myanmar's National Guard. If you come any closer, we will open fire." A voice came up through a loudspeaker somewhere within the deep ranks of soldiers.

The soldiers on the front line trained their guns at Chen Fan and looked at him nervously.

They have heard many things about their enemy: that he was a demon reincarnate, that he had defeated an army of ten thousand strong... Myanmar was a religious nation and therefore most of its soldiers were very superstitious.

"Pa!"

Chen Fan didn't stop and took another step forward with his hands linked behind his back

"Fire!"

Suddenly, a shower of bullets came at Chen Fan like a metal storm.

The bullets converged around Chen Fan, and some bullets even bumped into each other, creating sparks.

Even armored vehicles would have been covered with bullet holes under such concentrated fire.

"Clank, clank!"

The bullets were stopped by an Azure screen three meters away from Chen Fan and bounced off of the screen. Even as bullets continuously hammered at the same spot, the energy shield didn't budge the slightest.

Chen Fan had reached the Divine Sea, and therefore, he could defend himself against conventional arms using his Arcane Energy Bulwark alone.

"Bang!"

Seeing the guns did nothing to Chen Fan, the officers ordered the cannons and self-propelled artillery to fire.

Although Myanmar's canons were outdated compared to those of Russia or Japan, it was not any less lethal. Countless shells whistled across the sky and bore down onto Chen Fan like the deadly scythe of the grim reaper.

"Kaboom!"

The shell was stopped by the azure energy, but the shield flickered.

One of the bombshells had lodged into the shield and then it exploded, finally shattered the energy shield and shooting countless metal shreds at Chen Fan.

"Clang!"

As soon as the first shield was shattered, Chen Fan summoned another one and blocked the incoming metal shards

The Divine Sea level had allowed Chen Fan to tap into the Sea of Essence Qi, giving him nearly unlimited True Essence. Therefore, the soldiers watched as their shells shattered nearly infinite amounts of energy shield.

However, Chen Fan's Arcane Energy Bulwark kept coming back and protected him from the deadly bombardment.

In the end, the soldiers and the officers were on the verge of giving up the bombing.

"Pa!"

Chen Fan took another step forward.

Try as they might, the soldiers were unable to stop Chen Fan from approaching. They used Armored vehicles, Aerial bombing, heavy artillery, missiles, and even land mines, but nothing could even slow Chen Fan down.

Chen Fan walked on, one step at a time. His Arcane Energy Bulwark had rendered the soldiers' attacks useless. After a while, he had finally arrived in front of the army.

"He is a god. He is a god! No mortal could have warded off bullets and shells."

Someone exclaimed with a shaky voice.

"Please forgive us, mighty lord!"

A soldier threw away his gun and knelt before Chen Fan.

Then many more soldiers followed his lead.

Chen Fan kept advancing. Where he went, the soldiers around him dropped to their knees and kowtowed to him. Myanmar was a religious nation and therefore its citizens were very superstitious. They believed that Chen Fan was their god after seeing Chen Fan's ability to walk in the storm of fire and bullets.

Many Buddhists kowtowed and murmured: "He is the Golden Arhat reincarnate!"

It wasn't long before the well-educated military officers started to waver, and they eventually knelt before Chen Fan.

The airplane patrolling in the sky watched as the soldiers made way for the young Chinese man. Countless soldiers dropped their guns and knelt before the young man as they would to their gods.

"What is going on? Have you stopped Chen Beixuan?"

The voice of a National Defense Department's officer came up on the radio.

"We are sorry, Sir. We can't stop a god."

The Strategist of the 5th division said with a wry smile.

Without waiting for a reply, he shut off the radio and hurried to get out of the car, dropped to his knees and pressed his head flat against the ground as Chen Fan passed him.

"Please forgive us. We are mere mortals and did not see our mistake. We beg your forgiveness."

Chen Fan kept on walking for another ten minutes and then he paused and looked into the distance.

Naypyitaw, the capital city of Myanmar was right in front of him, while behind him were tens of thousands of Myanmar soldiers kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to him.

"Pahda!"

The officer who had been talking to the front line soldiers dropped the speaker on the floor and turned into a frozen statue.

"What is going on? Did they stop Chen Beixuan?"

His peers looked at him expectantly.

The officer shook his head and said with a dark face.

"He is on his way."

However, unknown to the fumbling officers in the National Defense Department, Chen Fan did not come to support the Myanmar regime, instead, he was after the Dark Witch Sect.

"I am Chen Beixuan of China. I came to meet the Grand Magus God of the Dark Witch Sect!"

Chen Fan shouted at the top of his lungs and sent out a powerful shock wave that sounded like rolling thunder. His voice booming in the sky above the capital, scaring the citizens into thinking that another war had broken out between warlords as they rushed for safety.

Even the leader of Myanmar was taken back by the message.

"What did he say? Can anyone translate that into Burmese?"

Than Sein was shocked beyond belief.

As Chen Fan sent the message to his enemy, he also shot out a pulse of Divine Will over the city toward the Headquarters of the Dark Witch Sect.

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Chapter 496: War of Gods

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The Headquarters of the Dark Witch Sect was located inside the Dark Mountain.

Over the last decade, the Dark Witch Sect had hollowed the dormant volcano and created a subterranean base inside the cave.

Dark Witch Sect was well known for its use of Dark Malice Qi: deadly burning energy fused with fire poison that was readily available inside the volcano. Inside the Dark Mountain, there was a flow of magma where the sect members drew their power from.

"Pipa! Pipa!"

The magma flowed slowly in its channel, spitting sparks from time to time. The temperature in the cave was unbearably hot.

A Black-robed elder sat on a seven-meters tall pedestal on the bank of the magma river. He closed his eyes and drew the Dark Malice Qi into his body with every breath he took.

"Hey, what do you think is happening outside the cave? That freak in the dark robe had been in and out many times, and that old Curmudgeon seemed to get angrier by the second."

Seven men and women were kept in an iron cage in a corner of the cave.

They were of different ages and ethnic backgrounds. The man asked the question was a short and dark-skinned young man of Southeast Asian descent.

"No clue. Hey John, you have been here the longest, what do you think is happening."

A young girl with a fit body and copper-colored skin replied.

"I have been here for three months now, and that Curmudgeon barely opened his eyes once in a month. However, he has been getting more active ever since that Chinese girl joined us. I heard them talking once, and the old man said he had gathered enough 'sacrifice for the ceremony.' No idea what that means, and neither do I want to know."

John was a man with blond hair. He spoke in English.

"What.. what do you think Curmudgeon is going to do to us?"

A small Korean girl asked, whimpering.

"I don't know. But I wager it's some sick sadistic shit, like a heretic or occult rituals. What else could it be." John shook his head.

His words had taken the wind out of the others' sails.

The younger ones started to sob quietly.

"Wenjin, aren't you afraid?"

A young woman with black hair and fashionable, although scrunched outfit looked at another girl sitting at the corner of the cage quietly. She had been kept to herself ever since she arrived. Most people had taken her silence as giving up.

"I was meant to be a human sacrifice the moment I was born. They have kept me alive for sixteen years, waiting for the right moment. If not for him, I would have already been killed by the Young Lord of the Ghost Witch Sect. Such was my fate, I have nothing to fear. But I hope I can see him one more time."

The girl said under his breath.

She was Yu Wenjin, the girl that had been taken away from the Seu Family.

Her beauty had gained even more icy elegance and aloofness than three years ago. The seven young men and women were all attractive and charming, but they all agreed that Yu Wenjin was the most beautiful.

"Who is he? Is that your boyfriend?"

The black-haired girl asked.

She and Yu Wejin were the only two Chinese people in the group, so they bonded during their captivity.

"He used to be my classmate. But now he has risen to fame and became the paragon of strength and the embodiment of mystery. Unfortunately, he is already taken by another. But I am content to just be around him so that I can see his face every day."

Yu Wenjin confessed her infatuation.

"Humph! You think so highly of him, and care so much about him, where is he now when you need him?" The other girl grunted.

"My ex had turned tail faster than a jackrabbit the moment those sect members came after me. If I ever make it out of here, I am going to kick his sorry ass."

The black-haired girl ranted. Then her face bloomed as her fantasy came into her mind.

"Awe.. If a Prince Charming shows up and saves me, a little damsel in distress, I will marry him there and then! It's SO romantic!"

Yu Wenjin was lighthearted after hearing her friend's fantasy. She covered her mouth and giggled.

"What if he is Jabba the Hutt instead of Prince Charming?"

The question caught the black-haired girl by surprise. She didn't seem to register the sarcasm and pondered the question seriously for a while.

"I don't care what he looks like. If he can get me out of here, I will... I will let him do whatever he wants to with me. It's not like you can see any faces while the lights are out. But I doubt we will even get lucky with Jabba the Hutt. No one can defeat that Curmudgeon."

Tears welled in the girl's eyes as she lost her hope.

Yu Wenjin tugged the girl into her embrace and lamented in her mind.

"Xiao Fan, I don't think I will ever see you again."

Even as the captives were grabbed by despair, a booming voice pierced through the mountain.

"I am Chen Beixuan of China. I came to meet the Grand Magus God of the Dark Witch Sect!"

The voice was so loud and disorienting that the listeners felt the cave had come down around their ears.

"It is..."

Everyone inside the cave was stunned by the voice. The black-robed elder finally opened his eyes, revealing two hungry green balls of light.

"Magus God... Chen Beixuan is here!"

A man in black robe fumbled to get into the cave and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"I have ears!"

The old man refuted hotly and shot out a pulse of Dark Malice Qi at the man. The Dark Malic Qi turned into a dark palm and grabbed the man by the collar.

"Arrhhhh!"

The man's skin rotted away upon contact with the Dark Malice Qi. In a blink, he was reduced to a pile of charred bones.

"You stay put, let me deal with Chen Beixuan."

The old man let out a sinister chuckle, turned into a plume of dark smoke, and then drifted out of the cave.

"Yes.."

The rest of the disciples knelt on the ground and replied with a shaky voice.

The development stupefied the captives in the cage.

"Did anyone come to save us? Am I hallucinating?"

"That voice! It was Chinese. Do you know what it said?" John cast an inquisitive glance at the two Chinese girls.

The black-haired girl furrowed her brows and said.

"It sounded like 'Chen-Bye-Zeeyan of China come to meet the Grand Maggots God' To be honest, I don't really know. My Chinese isn't very good."

"No, he said he is Chen Beixuan!"

Wenjin cut the girl short and said firmly. Her eyes lit up with surprise and joy.

"What?"

Everyone looked at her in confusion.

Chen Fan's announcement could be heard from hundreds of miles away.

All citizens of Naypyitaw had heard his words loud and clear. Although Naypyitaw was the capital of Myanmar, there were a lot of Chinese people living there.

"Who is Chen Beixuan? Why is he so loud? And Who is the Grand Magus God? What is going on?"

A few Chinese journalists were elated by the voice they heard. The promise of some sensational material spurred them to grab their camera and rush to the outside.

Myanmar had long since been forgotten by the international community, so much so that the frequent military coups were mostly ignored by major news outlets. However, the blaring din and the mysterious sound seemingly coming from nowhere suggested that something newsworthy was unfolding.

Meanwhile, Chen Fan had focused his Divine Will to penetrate through layers of earth and rock of the Divine Body. It wasn't long before Chen Fan had a clear view of the base hidden inside the mountain.

"That's... Yu Wenjin. She is still alive."

Chen Fan's eyes lit up.

However, he soon heard a deep grunt that sounded almost like a growling. With it came a wave of powerful soul energy that clashed into his Divine Will.

"Bang!"

The two pulses of energy collided and exploded, causing an invisible but deadly shock wave.

One loose strand of hair fell onto Chen Fan's forehead, but Chen Fan's body remained still. On the other hand, the other combatant was winded and let out a suppressed blench.

Even while Chen Fan was of the Ethereal Enlightenment level, Chen Fan's Divine Will was already unmatched on this planet. By then, he had already reached Divine Sea Level, and he could easily hold out against four Immortal State Warriors at the same time.

Then the voice from the mountain spoke again.

"Chen Beixuan, you have killed my disciple and barged into my sect's headquarters. I will make you pay for this!"

Before the voice faded, a plum of Dark Malice Qi billowed up from the bowel of the mountain and then dived toward Chen Fan. A searing heat wave rippled away from the Dark Malice Qi and reached the ground first.

"Oh my gosh!"

One journalist was so shocked by the scene that he put his camera aside and squinted at the dark smoke in order to get a better view.

"Grand Magus God?"

Chen Fan snorted.

Under tens of thousands of Myanmar soldier's incredulous gaze, Chen Fan's body glowed azure as Essence Qi started to ripple about him, lifting his body off the ground and into the sky.

Looking from above, he looked like a rising azure star.

"He must be a god!"

Many soldiers kowtowed again after seeing Chen Fan's miraculous ability.

This was the first time Chen Fan displayed his full power ever since he reached the Divine Sea level. As he unleashed the energy, the light inside of him glowed more intensely, and formed an azure nimbus around him, making him look like an Immortal King.

The azure light flashed against the backdrop of dark energy.

Such was the sight beheld by many citizens of Naypyitaw.

The setting sun and the red cloud suggested that dusk was about to fall. So the extraordinary view of azure lights and pitch dark smoke was more than attention-grabbing. Among the witnesses of the unimaginable sight were the citizens of Naypyitaw as well as many leaders of Myanmar.

"This is definitely newsworthy. No, it's more than newsworthy! Ever since I was fired by the BBC and came to this godforsaken country, I will finally turn my luck around."

A blond woman in her thirties industriously snapped photos of the brilliant Azure star and the pitch dark smoke.

The war of the gods was about to start.

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Chapter 497: The Battle In the Sky

"Hehe, the War between two Gods! Chen Beixuan of China versus the Grand Magus God of Dark Witch Sect. The last time a battle of this scale happened was sixty years ago!"

In the corner of Naypyitaw, an old man wearing plain clothes looked at the sky with a pair of trembling hands.

Powerful energy rippled about him, it was evident that he was a Transcendent Grandmaster.

"Grandpa, what is a war of gods?"

A boy standing beside the old man asked him, eyes wide open.

"The so-called war of gods is any battle between two Immortal State Warriors. They could walk on air, soar above the sky and tap into the power of heaven and earth just as gods would. There was one such battle a hundred years ago and it destroyed many cities. From then on, people called it the war of gods."

The old man patted the boy's head and smiled warmly. "Ever since the rise of Ye Qincang sixty years ago, the world hasn't seen such a battle again."

Each and every Immortal State warrior wielded extraordinary power that made the subject of worship in the country where they were from.

Oleg was a Russian general, Ye Qincang was the guardian of China, Watanabe was the Grand Preceptor of Japan and the Grand Magus God controlled the politics of Myanmar. These men had deadly power at their disposal, and they knew it. Therefore, they wouldn't fight against each other unless it was absolutely necessary.

Not a lot of Immortal State Warriors would start a war in order to save a childhood friend as Chen Fan did.

Meanwhile, the plume of dark smoke and the shiny azure star rose higher until they were lined up with the moon, parallel to the horizon.

"Chen Beixuan, you are the living legend of China and I am the Magus God of Myanmar, we have walked separate paths. Why do you kill my disciples and trash my sect wherever you go?"

Grand Magus God floated a few hundred meters above the ground, unleashing his soul energy from within his system. There was indignation to his voice.

"One of the innocent people you have captured is my friend. Her name is Yu Wenjin."

Chen Fan flicked a finger and answered.

"What? You did all this for a Vessel of the Arcane Yin Energy?"

The Grand Magus God was shocked beyond belief.

At his level, nothing, except for exceptionally talented heirs could have piqued his interest. Although Yu Wenjin was a Vessel of Arcane Yin Energy and was talented in cultivation, Grand Magus God could have found a few dozen replacements with ease.

The Grand Magus God controlled a nation with over a few dozen million population where his words were the bible. He could have found any kind of talent he wanted. Therefore, the Grand Magus God found it difficult to wrap his mind around as to why Chen Fan would care so much about Yu Wenjin.

"She might be an ordinary girl in your eyes. But to me, she is more important than the entire Dark Witch Sect."

Chen Fan straightened his back and answered.

"Very well."

Grand Magus God cracked a smile and said: "Chen Beixuan, do you really think you are the only Immortal State in the world? Yes, I have heard that you have defeated Galdan, but Galdan was weak. I will show you the real power of Immortal State today."

Before he finished speaking, he reached out a scrawny hand and closed his fingers.

"Kaboom!"

Suddenly, a huge palm made out of Dark Malic Qi appeared right above Chen Fan and bore down on him. It carried a strong Four True Righteousness Wind that blew the deadly heatwave outward.

Dark Malice Qi Yin Poison Palm

He had used the same attack on his disciples. However, this time, he had committed all of his energy into the attack, making it a few hundred times more powerful than it had been.

The boundary between Martial arts and Dharma Spells were blurred once the cultivator reached the Immortal State. Each and every movement of the Grand Magus God was fueled by the Power of Heaven and Earth. This palm attack, for example, could easily squash an armored vehicle.

"Humph!!"

Chen Fan sneered at the attack and waved a hand.

"Boom!"

A deep rumbling came up in the sky that sounded like stones grinding. A wave of invisible True Essence swept across the land toward the Grand Magus God, threatening to engulf him. Grand Magus God gasped slightly, as he registered overbearing energy coming at him. He exclaimed in his mind.

"Impossible. He is only twenty years old. How come his True Qi is already so powerful?"

"Bang!"

The True Essence clashed into the Dark Malice Qi. To Grand Magus God's disbelief, the Dark Malice Qi was shattered and the palm lost its corporeal form in an instant.

Chen Fan had used only his True Essence and countered Grand Magus God's most prized Dharma Spell.

So powerful was Chen Fan once he had reached the Divine Sea that he could pin almost all Immortal State warriors in the world under his thumb with ease.

"Bravo."

Grand Magus God's gaze grew cold and heavy as he reckoned that Chen Fan would be a much tougher nut to crack. "Ye Qincang was the first one who had made me feel nervous, and you are the second."

"Noisy!"

Chen Fan said lightly and then grasped something in the air as he grunted.

"Wind, arise!"

Countless Wind blades appeared as if out of nowhere. They converged to form a spinning cyclone as they flew toward the Grand Magus God. Each wind blade was two to three meters long and was sharp enough to sever a steel beam. Chen Fan had also imbued these wind blades with crackling lightning energy, making the attack even more deadly. The tornado picked up some speed and charged at its target like an unstoppable train.

"Break!"

The Grand Magus God shouted as two beams of green light shot out from his eyes.

Countless strands of Dark Malice Qi rolled out from under his black robe and they gathered to form a Dark Cloud in the path of Chen Fan's attack.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The Wind blades rammed into the Dark Cloud, trying to carve out a path. However, the dark clouds resisted the attack with a continuous fresh supply of Dark Malice Qi and eventually dulled the wind blades and rendered them useless.

Grand Magus God had drawn these Dark Malice Qi from the depth of the mountain and had refined it for decades. By then, it could withstand a direct hit from a field cannon and still hold up.

Chen Fan was unfazed by the setback and started another art.

"Fire Arise!"

"Pipa..."

With an explosion, Chen Fan summoned a few dozen large fireballs. The flames were white in color, and the core temper was so high that it could easily melt metal. The Fireball plummeted into the Dark Malice Qi at Chen Fan's behest.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Each impact would have caused a huge explosion. When the dozen or so fireballs exploded at the same time, half of the dark cloud was lost in the explosion, exposing the face of Grand Magus God.

"Chen Beixuan, you—"

Before he had finished his rant, Chen Fan stomped the ground and shouted.

"Earth, arise!"

Suddenly, shafts of yellow light shot up from the ground and they converged to form a ball of energy that emitted strong Earth Qi. This ball of energy weighed as much as a semi-truck and Grand Magus God was certain that it could flatten an armored vehicle when dropped from above.

"Arise!"

Grand Magus God's face darkened as he removed his mask, revealing a ghastly gaunt face. Rays of Green energy lanced out from his eyes as he formed a hand sign. Suddenly, seven dark balls the size of marbles shot out from his large sleeve.

These seven dark balls crashed into the Yellow energy ball and exploded.

"Kaboom!" "Kaboom!" "Kaboom!"

Each and every explosion spilled out a large shroud of mist that obscured the sizzling lightning energy in it. Each impact was as forceful and violent as a direct hit from a heavy field cannon. After seven consecutive explosions, the large energy ball finally dissipated.

"It took me over three years of hard work to create these seven Yin Bombs of Dark Malice Qi. Those are the only ones left in the entire Dark Witch Sect."

Grand Magus God lamented in his mind, reluctantly accepting the loss of his precious weapon.

He had thought that the yellow energy ball was Chen Fan's last attack, however, Chen Fan took a step forward and started another Art with a shout.

"Thunder Arise!"

"Kacha!"

With deafening crackling din, a flash of lightning zigzagged across the sky like the bolt wielded by the Greek god Zeus. The lightning suddenly changed its course as Chen Fan suddenly closed his fingers and plummeted toward Grand Magus God.

"NOOOO!"

The Grand Magus God let out a cry. The lightning strike landed on him before he could put up any extra measure of defense.

So powerful was the crackling lightning energy that it ripped open seventeen layers of defences, shattered the Four Righteousness Protection Aura, and landed on the Grand Magus God's body.

"Bang"

A thin strand of dark smoke rose from the point of impact and then there was a momentary flash of an iridescent light that was quickly overpowered by the intense white light of the lightning. A sound that resembled cloth being torn apart came up amidst the blinding whiteness. When everything was over, people noticed that the Grand Magus God was naked and his skin was burned to a crisp. There was a pulsing red wound on his back and chest, the lightning had even seared the flesh under his skin. Inside the open wound was his beating heart.

Grand Magus God was gravely injured after receiving one blow from Chen Fan.

"superior-grade Dharma Spells: Thunder Reining Art!"

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and looked impassive as ever.

Ever since he reached the Divine Sea level, he could defeat any Immortal State warrior using his Dharma Spells alone without tapping into the energy in his Azure Thearch Longevity Body.

Chen Fan unleashed four dharma spells of different elements in a row: Wind, Fire, Earth and finally Lightning.

Although Grand Magus God was much more powerful than Galdan, he lacked the same healing ability as Galdan did. Therefore, the wound was permanent and irreversible.

"That's it?"

The grandfather and grandson pair gaped at the sky and was taken aback by the sudden ending of the battle.

The old man was a Transcendent Grandmaster and therefore he had reckoned that more than half of Grand Magus God's body was carbonized after the attack. He had survived solely because of his incredible vitality. Even so, the old man wagered that the Grand Magus God would perish in a few minutes.

"So not even Immortal State Warriors could hold out against Chen Beixuan?"

Then Sein's face paled after seeing the turn of the event. He asked Lord Hu in a panic voice:

"Lord Hu, is the Ancestral Patriarch already defeated?"

Lord Hu pulled a dark gloomy face and said: "Please be rest assured, Mr. President. Ancestral Patriarch has only shown a tip of his glacial might."

Even as he said so, they watched as a plume of dark smoke rise from the charred flesh of the Grand Magus God. The smoke rose to the sky and formed seven apparitions. Their appearances were exact copies of the Grand Magus God and they spoke in unison.

"Chen Beixuan, you have damaged my body. You will pay dearly for your unspeakable crime!"

"You talk too much."

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and punched.

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Chapter 498: Killing a God With One Slash of the Sword

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

When Chen Fan's fist reached the end of its course, even the Four True Righteousness Wind that had been blowing ceaselessly across the battlefield stopped cold in its track.

The dark smoke moved to form a frown on the Illusion Forms of the Grand Magus God. Then the seven illusion forms shouted at once in a high pitch voice:

"Chen Beixuan, I know you defeated Galdan and Snowwolf King using the hypersonic technique. But I am not an idiot like those stinky dogs! You have no idea how powerful my Art of Seven Malice Divine Soul is."

"Is that so?"

Chen Fan replied and then his body flickered a little as he pulled back his fist.

The ordinary people watching the battle didn't even see Chen Fan move. However, they suddenly heard a jarring metallic sound piercing through the sky that reverberated across the land.

Then and only then, did the citizens of Naypyitaw see a streak of white appear in the sky and extended its length toward the billowing dark smoke with incredible speed. The whiteness was made out of compressed air formed during hypersonic travel, and Chen Fan had covered a few hundred-meter distances in a blink.

"Bang!"

The tip of the white streak drove into one of the seven Divine Souls and shattered it into countless small strands of dark smoke that quickly disappeared. As soon Chen Fan had finished off one of the Illusion forms, he had already flown back to where he was standing.

Even the Grand Magus God had barely registered Chen Fan's movement. He could only sense Chen Fan's incredible speed through Soul Energy. Chen Fan moved so fast that his movement was nearly undetectable.

"His speed is at least two times faster than the speed of sound."

Grand Magus God let out a gasp of cold air.

It had occurred to him that Chen Fan was much more powerful than the rumors had claimed.

However, the thought of the Art of Seven Malice Divine Soul soothed Grand Magus God's mind a little and gave him more confidence. He chuckled and said: "Chen Beixuan, I have created these Seven Malice Divine Souls for my battle against Ye Qincang. They are not that easily destroyed."

Even as he spoke, the shattered dark smoke gathered again and recreated the Illusion Form.

"Each of the Seven Malice Primordial Essence considered seven different kinds of Malice Qi: Yin Malice, Earth Malice, Poison Malice, Heretic Malice, Fire Malice , Thunder Malice, and the Dark Malice. Each kind of Malice Qi was refined by me using countless vessels for arcane energy. I am only half step away from reaching phenomenal success in this art so unless you can destroy all seven Primordial Essences at the same time, you will never defeat me."

The seven illusion forms barked at Chen Fan in unison.

Chen Fan knew that his opponent was not bluffing.

Each of the Illusion forms had a different color, a sign of the different Malice Qi within them.

Some were as dark as the abyss, some were crackling with lightning, and some were shrouded in a green mist.

Chen Fan was slightly impressed by the secret art of the Dark Witch Sect for its ability to combine so many different kinds of Malice Qi together. Each of the seven Illusion Forms was as powerful as a semi-immortal level Divine soul. No wonder the Grand Magus God had even looked down on Galdan.

"Hehe. Do you call that Primordial Essence? The real Primordial Essence is indestructible and was infinitely more powerful than all seven of the Illusion Forms combined."

Chen Fan sneered at his opponent derisively.

As the North Mystic Celestial Lord, he had dominated the Universe and slaughtered countless Soul Formation level cultivators. He would not be fazed by an Immortal State opponent on earth.

"Break!"

Chen Fan grunted under his breath and broke the hypersonic barrier.

Such was the terrifying power of his Azure Thearch Longevity Body that he broke the impenetrable sound barrier like tearing a piece of paper. Under everyone's unbelieving eyes, Chen Fan turned into a streak of azure light.

Suddenly, the azure glow gave birth to six rays of energy that beamed down at his opponent.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Chen Fan had bent the reality and delivered a punch at six different locations at the same time, shattering all six illusion forms at once. When he was about to deliver the killing blow on the last illusion form, the Grand Magus God managed to escape his death within a hair's breadth.

"Damn! Why is he so powerful?"

A pang of fear and shock shot through the Grand Magus God's body.

Not only did Chen Fan break the hypersonic barrier, but he also did it seven times at once. Compounding the seven deadly attacks together, Chen Fan could have obliterated a giant iron robot.

Worse, Chen Fan didn't even seem tired after delivering the extraordinary attack. It was a sure sign of his incredible Physique Refinement attainment.

"Almost got you."

Chen Fan shook his head.

By then, he could readily break the hypersonic barrier more than seven times. In addition, his speed was also doubled. Therefore, the seven punches were much deadlier than the nine punches he had landed on Oleg.

Oleg would not be able to heal the wounds from these seven attacks. However, fortunately for the Grand Magus God, one of his Illusion Forms survived, proving himself a much tougher opponent than Oleg.

However, regardless of how much tougher he was compared to Oleg, he was still too weak for Chen Fan.

"Where is my Dharma Treasure?"

Although the Grand Magus God had quickly recreated the other six Illusion Forms, he was still grappling with the fear and shock in his mind. He shouted at his servants in the sect as seven rays of dark energy beamed out from the mountain.

These seven beams of energy reached Grand Magus God and each became a Dharma Artifact in the Magus God's hands.

"Spirit Artifact?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

Only Spirit Artifacts could have flown toward their master by themselves and only a Connate Cultivator could have a high enough level of attainment to create a Spirit Artifact. Chen Fan wagered that even if these seven dharma treasures were not Spirit Artifacts, they should be not less powerful.

"Chen Beixuan, these are the seven Dharma Treasures passed down from my Ancestral Masters. They were all created by Earth Level Deities. This is your last warning. Leave or die!"

The seven Magus Artifacts lent Grand Magus God great measure of confidence.

Fire Magus Brazier, Snake Magus Staff, Blood Magus Blade, Dark Magus Armor...

Each one of the powerful artifacts shone a brilliant luster and formed a sphere of energy around them. It was truly an awe-inspiring sight to behold.

These spells were all stuff of legends.

The Earth Magus Tripod Cauldron was also among one of the six Magus Artifacts and it was in the hands of the Earth Malice Illusion Form.

"I might be wary of you if you were an Earth Level Deity wielding these deadly artifacts, however, your power is a far cry from that. What makes you think I will be scared of your toys?"

Chen Fan cracked a derisive smile.

"Fool!"

The seven Magus Gods refuted Chen Fan at once.

They started to channel their energy in the Dharma Artifacts and turned each into a ray of light that shot up into the sky. The lights formed the pattern of the big dipper.

"It is..."

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes as he felt the sight familiar. "Is it Seven Malice Poison Array?"

"Haha, this is the last Seven Malice Poison Array created by Great Magus a few hundred years ago. You must have seen a lesser version of it in the Medicine God Valley Sect. "

The Grand Magus God guffawed.

Suddenly, he started the Dharma Artifact as the seven rays of lights converged while increasing brightness. Suddenly, fire exploded in the sky and poison and Dark Malice Qi spread all over.

In a blink, the land around Chen Fan was desecrated by the Malice Qi.

Flames spilled out from The Fire Magus Brazier while the Blood Magus Blade flew into the sky, tracing a crimson arch in the air.

Wherever the Snake Magus Staff pointed at, a heavy green mist rose from the ground and hung in the air. A whiff of this poisonous air would kill an elephant in an instant.

Earth Magus Tripod Cauldron...

The seven Spirit Artifacts were used at the same time and unleashed so much energy that the earth trembled as if in an earthquake. These Spirit Artifacts also formed a Dharma Array which connected them to the Power of Heaven and Earth and boosted their effectiveness.,

Such power could only be unleashed when the Grand Magus God transformed into seven Illusion forms. Otherwise, he could only use one artifact at a time.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Dark smoke and Malice Qi rushed toward Chen Fan from all directions and engulfed him in a heartbeat. The seven current of deadly energy lit up the sky in seven different colors.

By then, the Azure light emitted from Chen Fan was concealed by a thick blanket of Poison Malice.

"Chen Beixuan was defeated?"

The old man wearing plain clothing was taken aback by the development.

Meanwhile many people in the Naypyitaw who had been anticipating the Dark Witch Sect to lose also heaved a sigh of disappointment.

However, the air inside the residence of Myanmar's president, the air was celebratory as Than Sein clapped his hands and proclaimed, "Ancestral Patriarch really lives up to his reputation. He was able to crush Chen Beixuan who couldn't be brought down even by ten thousand soldiers."

"Quite so. The Art of Seven Malice Divine Soul was the most powerful secret art of the Dark Witch Sect. Not even Ye Qincang could have held out against it, much less—"

Before Lord Hu could finish praising the Magus God, he was cut short by a voice that came down from the sky.

"Kill!"

The booming voice reverberated in the clouds and it was so loud that the listeners thought the sky was about to fall around their ears.

Then they saw a golden shaft of light shoot out from the dark smoke, penetrating a hole in the mix of fire, poison, blood blades, and Dark Malice Qi.

"What is that?"

Lord Hu's face changed and then he exclaimed:

"Flying sword?"

The voice also caught the attention of the citizens of Naypyitaw. They looked up into the sky and saw a miraculous sight that they would never forget.

The golden sword was surrounded by a brilliant golden glow. Once it pierced through the dark smoke, it plummeted right into the Fire Magus Brazier.

"Kacha!"

The Spirit Artifact created by a mighty Earth Level Deity was hacked into two by the golden flying sword. The blade also cut through the Fire Malice Illusion form before it flew toward the Snake Magus Staff.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Seven explosions erupted as the flying sword banished the seven Divine Souls and destroyed the Dharma Artifacts in one go.

The attack had completely shattered six of the seven artifacts and left the Earth Magus Tripod Cauldron intact.

With only one attack using the flying sword, Chen Fan had killed the Grand Magus God of the Dark Witch Sect.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden turn of events. They gaped at Chen Fan in silence, trying to understand what had happened.

"Grand Magus God is... dead?"

Than Sein stammered.

There was no reply from anyone as silence fell over the room.

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Chapter 499: The Downfall of The Dark Witch Sect

That was the Grand Magus God!

He had controlled Myanmar for decades and exerted his influence all over Southeast Asia. He commanded more authority than an emperor, yet he was killed by Chen Fan with one strike?

Than Sein's fear was shared by many Myanmar officials. They trembled uncontrollably as the reality set in.

Meanwhile, Master Hu also turned into a frozen statue and stammered.

"This... this is im... impossible... Ancestral Pa... patriarch is not easily... de... defeated."

When the Seven Malice Primordial Essence was used by seven Illusion forms at once, it was powerful enough to kill any Immortal State Warriors. Therefore, Grand Magus God was considered an elite even among the Immortal State Warriors.

However, Chen Fan was much more powerful than him.

The Sword Secret was created by the Exalted Cultivator. It was a much more powerful artifact than the seven Magus Artifacts. It was further refined by the Chen Fan and therefore it was able to easily strike down the fighter jets in Japan.

However powerful Grand Magus God was, he couldn't withstand an attack from Chen Fan's flying sword.

"Bang!"

The six illusion forms were shattered, but the Grand Magus God's Divine Soul had escaped death by the breadth of a hair thanks to the Dark Malice Armor. However, he was gravely wounded and had no choice but to run away. He transformed into a plume of Dark Malice Qi and flew away. Even as he turned on his heels, he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Chen Beixuan, I will make you pay. I promise!"

"You won't get away!"

Chen Fan linked his hand behind his back and remained afloat motionlessly in the air. The Azure light formed a nimbus around him, making him look like a God

"Arise!"

At Chen Fan's behest, the golden sword darted out and broke the hypersonic barrier as it plummeted into the Grand Magus God. Sensing that he couldn't escape the killing blow, Grand Magus God knelt down and begged for his life, however, the flying sword didn't slow down even a little.

"Kacha!"

The last bit of Grand Magus God's Divine Soul was hacked into two by the flying sword. The sharp blade shredded the dark energy into thin strands of Dark Malice Qi that quickly disappeared into thin air.

The Grand Magus God was finally killed.

The nation of Myanmar was pinned under his thumb for more than ten years, and finally, they were freed.

This incredible feat of Chen Fan was witnessed by countless citizens of Myanmar.

Meanwhile, in the courtyard...

The old man wearing plain clothes heaved a sigh and said:

"He killed an Immortal State Warrior. Ever since Ye Qincang killed the Ancestral Patriarch of Hua Family, this is the first time I have seen the downfall of another Immortal State Warrior."

His Grandson listened but was not sure what his grandpa was talking about.

Chen Fan had killed Galdan, but Adam was the only witness and many people had brushed off his claim. However, hundreds of thousands of people had seen Chen Fan's incredible battle against the Grand Magus God. The world is going to be shocked after learning what had happened.

The outcome of the battle would make Chen Fan one of the most powerful Immortal State Warriors in the world, a worthy rival to some of the strongest fighters on this planet.

Meanwhile, the streets of Naypyitaw were awash with a celebratory air. Many sects and factions that had been living under the oppression of the Dark Witch Sect rushed to the streets and celebrated. Many journalists pointed their cameras at Chen Fan in the sky, taking as many pictures as they could.

However, the mood was quite different in the President's residence.

Than Sein, the military officers and Lord Hu were all turned into frozen statues and couldn't speak a word.

Lord Hu still had a sliver of hope to hang on to when he saw the Grand Magus God was able to escape the deadly attack. However, Chen Fan's follow up attack that subsequently killed the Grand Magus God was the final nail on the coffin.

"This is impossible... impossible."

"Sigh... Myanmar is going to see some big changes. "

Than Sein heaved a sigh of resignation.

Many generals and Myanmar leaders nodded in agreement as they stared blankly into the distance.

Meanwhile, Chen Fan had found the remains of the Earth Magus Tripod Cauldron and other Dharma Artifacts on the ground. He then flew to the top of the Dark Mountain, turning into a streak of azure light

"Hand over Yu Wenjin, or die."

Chen Fan's powerful Divine Will swept across the mountain and terrified the disciples and elders of the sect.

"Hurry! Start the Mountain Defensive Array. We can't let him get in."

Although Grand Magus God was dead, there were still five Perfected Cultivators left to lead the sect.

The Grand Elder shouted a command at the disciples.

"Oommm."

Led by the five perfected cultivators, hundreds of Dao-Reaching Level disciples channeled their energy into the Mountain Defensive Array and initiated it. Suddenly, a large plume of dark cloud billowed up from the mountain.

Looking from the distance, it was as if the mountain was covered by a dark blanket.

"Seven Malice Poison Array!"

The Great Magus had invented this array and cast one to protect the base of his operation. This array draws energy directly from the volcano and transforms them into a protective screen.

More and more darker clouds rose from underground.

These dark clouds converged and formed a thick poisonous blanket over the mountain. It was deadly enough to kill an elephant and hot enough to vaporize cold water in an instant.

Such was the deadliness of the Dark Malice Qi.

"How pathetic. Didn't you see me destroy the seven Magus Artifacts? What makes you think a Dark Malice Qi Screen can protect you?"

Chen Fan cracked a smile as an azure light danced in his eyes.

"You have chosen death yourself, so don't blame it on me."

Then he tapped the yellow gourd and shouted under his breath:

"Arise!"

The Sword of Essence Restoring turned into a golden streak of light and shot out from the gourd. The small blade hummed inside the glow, eager to lash out on Chen Fan's mark.

"Arise!"

Chen Fan shouted again and spat azure True Essence onto the blade.

The Sword of Essence Restoring vibrated even more vigorously and darted out. The trail of golden light behind the blade was over thirty meters long.

"Kill!"

Chen Fan took a step forward and started the art.

The flying sword suddenly changed course and bore down onto the mountain.

Many people were stunned by the development. Golden Light spilled from the body of the Sword of Essence Restoring as it pierced into the Seven Malice Poison Array. There was divine righteousness to the execution of the attack as if it was a punishment from God.

"KOM!"

A deep grumble shot through the mountain.

The Dark Malice Qi that shrouded over the mountain shivered and then cracked at the top. Blood spilled out from the mouths of many Perfected Cultivators who had their True Qi connected to the array.

The Grand Elder contorted his face in fear and shouted: "We must keep the Dharma Array up and not let him come in. Our sect's survival is at stake!"

"Yes!"

The disciples nodded.

Seeing his first strike couldn't bring down the defense, Chen Fan doubled down on his attack and started the Art of Flying Sword again.

The golden ray of light suddenly increased in length and reached forty meters.

It was as tall as a ten-story building.

Chen Fan formed a few hand signs and grunted a command.

"Blade, arise!"

"Kaboom!"

The Blade Aura around the blade was so deadly that it could obliterate a skyscraper with ease. Under everyone's unbelieving eyes, the Dark Malice Qi flickered a little and then cracked open from the middle. The crack was fifty meters in length and through it, people could see the base of the Dark Witch Sect.

"Puhh!" "Puhh!"

A few hundred Dao-Reaching Level disciples including a couple of Perfected Cultivators all dropped to the ground, gravely injured by the attack.

"Hold on, hold on! He is fighting against the Power of Heaven and Earth alone. He must be exhausted now. There is no way he could attack us again."

Before the Grand Elder could finish his words, a clear voice drifted down from the sky

"The third attack!"

"Huuuloommmmm!"

The power and might of the third attack was beyond words.

The sleeves of Chen Fan's clothes puffed up and flapped against the ripples of energy that came up around him. Azure light spilled out from his eyes as he charged up the True Essence inside of him.

The golden Blade Aura surged in length and grew to fifty meters long before Chen Fan hacked the blade down. As the sword churned the clouds in the sky and bore down on the mountain, the people who had been watching the fight were convinced that the attack was going to crack open the mountain.

"Bang"

The attack shattered the Seven Malice Poison Array with ease.

The dark smoke that shrouded the mountain cracked open and then fell apart.

As the dark energy shield was shattered, the Dark Malice Qi lost its solidity and became shapeless smokes that quickly dispersed. When the sword finally landed on the Dark Mountain, it created a crack that extended a few dozen meters down into the belly of the mountain.

The attack had gravely injured all the disciples and elders of the Dark Witch Sect.

Blood was forced out of their mouths as they collapsed to the ground, some were already dead the moment Chen Fan's blow landed on the Dharmic Array. Two of the five Perfected Cultivators had taken the brunt of the force and died instantly of a brutal death as their bodies exploded into pieces.

"Are we... are we defeated?"

Grand Elder sat on the ground as blood welled in his eyes and ears. However, he didn't seem to notice his injury. He stared blankly at a wall and tried to come to terms with reality.

"He defeated a nation, killed an Immortal State Warrior, and hacked open a mountain. If the news got out, it is going to stun the world. I think only the superpowers among the nations, and the other elite Immortal State Warriors would face him now."

The old man wearing a plain outfit lamented.

All the other people who had seen Chen Fan's unimaginable ability to hack open a mountain were too stunned to say a word.

The citizens of Naypyitaw, the leaders of Myanmar and many disciples of the Dark Witch Sect looked to the sky in fear. They watched as Chen Fan slowly descended into the belly of the mountain through the large crack.

The linked his hands behind his back, a loose fold of his shirt flapped against the wind as he descended from the sky.

Those seven young men and girls looked at Chen Fan with infatuation and admiration.

"He... he is my prince charming."

The girl with black hair said. She was almost drooling.

Yu Wenjin let out a warm smile, but she had remained calm. She fixed her soft and tender gaze on Chen Fan and hoped that he would never be out of her sight again.

2010, May 30th. Chen Beixuan had brought Myanmar to heel and slaughtered the Dark Witch Sect.

The world was shocked by the development.

As more and more journalists reported on it, the public around the world heard Chen Fan's name for the first time.

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Chapter 500: The World Was Shocked

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The major nations of the world had caught a whiff of the flash-point in Myanmar as soon as Chen Fan was through the border.

"Chen Beixuan attacked Myanmar? Why?"

"We have no idea. But our men are trying to figure out."

"The embassy just sent in a report, saying Myanmar had mobilized their national guard. We still don't know what is going on, and I apologize. Myanmar is one of the least developed nations in the world, and therefore we didn't spend too many resources over there."

Emergency meetings were called in most powerful nations such as Russia, France, England, China, and the USA. However, they hadn't given nearly as much attention to the conflict as they did to Chen Fan's conflicts with Japan and Russia.

This was mainly because of Myanmar's insignificant clout on the world stage. The nation's GDP was so abysmal that any tycoon on the Forbes Top Ten Rich List could have bought the country with their own money.

Therefore, no one expected the conflict would transpire into something significant.

However, the reports that came in had taken everyone by surprise.

"Chen Beixuan defeated Myanmar's National Guard and is heading towards Myanmar's capital?"

"Mr. Minister, this has proven me correct. As I had told you many times, that conventional armed military was no use against Chen Beixuan."

"I request the National Defense Department to come up with a new plan for dealing with Chen Beixuan. This time is Myanmar, but next time it could be us. We need to prepare ahead of time."

The nations around the world were shaken to the core.

The National Defense Department of many countries worked round the clock to reevaluate their plans.

Budgets were quickly adjusted based on the new evaluations and research into new high-tech weapons were put on the front burner. Many elite special forces were also being created to deal with the potential crisis.

Meanwhile, the Dark World was seething with excitement and elation.

"War of Gods! This is a war of gods!"

"There hasn't been a battle like this ever since WW2! The Immortal Level Overlords have been staying low and hiding behind the curtain for nearly five decades."

"Chen Beixuan really lives up to his reputation. I don't think any ordinary Immortal Level Overlord could hold out against him. He defeated Grand Magus God, who was ranked top fifteen on the Divine Roll many years ago."

Many people posted their excitement on the CIA's private server.

Chen Fan had proved himself once again. This time, he killed a veteran Immortal State Warrior in public. He never ceased to surprise everyone.

Immortal State Warriors were truly mighty figures who could control the politics of a nation behind the curtain. They were often revered as gods. Their only threat in the world was powerful nations such as the United States of America. Therefore, his death in the hands of Chen Fan had pulled the rug from under everyone.

"Look, someone had uploaded a video record."

Someone put in.

"What? There is a video?"

Everyone was shocked since there had been scarcely any videos of Chen Fan in action.

Most video records of Chen Fan were locked up in the Intelligence Department of superpowers. However, there were tens of thousands of people who had seen the battle unfold, and many had recorded what they saw.

As the forum users scrolled through the list of topics, they finally found the one containing the video clip.

This video was shot by a professional who was able to hold the camera steady. From time to time, viewers would hear gasps and exclamations from the person who shot the video.

In the video, the two combatants, one surrounded by a wash of azure light and the other by a plume of dark smoke crashed into each other.

The camera was far away from the action and the night was about to fall, so it was difficult to see exactly what was going on inside the mix of azure light and the dark smoke. However, the image was clear enough for people to make out the outlines of two men. The battle lasted about three minutes and ended with a blinding flash of golden light.

"I have seen this light before. Chen Beixuan had used it to strike down the F-15 while he was in Japan."

Someone commented.

The rest of the people were still gripped by awe and fear.

"Everything happened so fast. This must be the shortest battle between two Immortal State Warriors. Chen Beixuan seemed to have ended the battle with a few simple moves and one final blow."

Another person put in.

"The fight ended faster than that of two ordinary people. I have checked the record, most War of Gods lasted at least a few hours. The battle between Ye Qincang and Ancestral Patriarch of Green Gang lasted three days. Could Chen Beixuan finish off the other Immortal Level Overlords as quickly as he did to Grand Magus God?" Someone asked.

Meanwhile, many people had posted their claim that even if the CIA relisted all the other Immortal State Warriors on the Divine Roll, Chen Beixuan would still be number one.

However, many people also disagreed with such a claim. Most top-ranked Immortal State Warriors had the ability to strike down other Immortal State Warriors. They argued that Chen Fan's superior speed in executing Immortal State Warriors should not have amounted to his superior power.

Even as everyone deliberated on that topic, The Observer posted a new thread that title: "Detailed Analysis of The War Of Gods —One Move at a Time"

In his post, The Observer had analyzed the video frame by frame.

"At the beginning of the video, we saw both combatants were able to fly a few hundred meters above the ground."

"It is worth mentioning that most Immortal State Overlords are able to remain airborne temporarily. That was the main reason that we call them 'Immortal'. "

"The Grand Magus God's opening move was the infamous 'Dark Malice Qi Yin Poison Palm'. However, the attack was countered by Chen Beixuan. Chen Beixuan countered it with four different spells, each with a different elemental attribute. They are fire, wind, earth, and thunder. The Thunder Art was particularly deadly and as we can see that it obliterated the Grand Magus God's body. This tells us that Chen Beixuan's Dharma Spells are as powerful as his physical attacks."

As The Observer went on, the listeners were shocked beyond belief.

Without a detailed analysis, most people only had a vague idea of Chen Fan's immeasurable power. However, after the detailed analysis, the fight became much more vivid and so did Chen Fan's overwhelming power.

"OMG! I have always thought Chen Beixuan was only a Physique Refinement class fighter."

"But look at him. He has unleashed Dharma Spells with such ease and such efficiency! He is practically a Dharma Spells machine! His final attack with the Thunder Art was so deadly that I don't think anyone could have survived that."

"If it was me facing him, I would already be dead after the first wave of wind blades."

Many people exclaimed.

Many more posted their replies to urge The Observer to post more.

"Mr. Observer, we request an update. Show us the rest of the battle."

The Observer obliged and updated part-two of his analysis.

"The battle entered phase two when Grand Magus God used Soul Projection to escape death."

"For those who don't know, the Immortal Level Overlords are able to project their souls out of their body. The Overlords from China were particularly good at it. Therefore, most spell casters couldn't be killed by destroying their bodies."

"The Grand Magus God's Divine Soul transformed into seven Illusion Forms. I looked up the records on my end and this is an ancient art called Art of Seven Malice Divine Soul. It apparently was one of the most difficult arts to accomplish, and so far, only a couple of individuals have pulled it off. It allowed the Grand Magus God to store part of his Divine Soul in each of the seven Illusion Forms. He wouldn't be killed unless all seven illusion forms are destroyed at once."

"Then we see Chen Beixuan's countermeasure: his famous Hyper-sonic Punch. I have calculated his speed and found out that he had reached twice the speed of sound."

The Observer then listed his evidence below the post.

The striking discovery makes the viewers let out a gasp of cold air.

The Grand Magus God's Art of Seven Malice Divine Soul sounded like the stuff of nightmares.

It can create seven copies of the Divine Souls, practically increasing the strength and survivability seven times. However, Chen Fan had outdone his opponent by reaching an unimaginable speed that was two times faster than sound.

His speed was on par with the fastest fighter jet in the world: the f-22 raptor

"It required extraordinary Physique Refinement attainment to reach the speed of sound, much less becoming two times faster than that. No wonder the Russian's couldn't even harm him with field cannons."

Someone exclaimed.

"That's not what scared me. Didn't anyone notice how fast his power has been growing?" Someone asked.

"Three years ago, he defeated Lei Qianjue, but it took him a while to achieve victory. But by now, he could kill Lei Qianjue ten times in one blow."

Everyone who saw this post felt the weight of the events on their minds.

This incident had attracted attention from all sects and factions.

"Chen Beixuan is growing stronger by the day."

Director Xiao heaved a sigh.

White Tiger and Black Tortoise looked at each other in shock.

Chen Fan had never ceased to surprise them. He had barged into Myanmar, defeated their National Guard, and killed an Immortal State Warrior right in their capital.

Red Sparrow looked down and grew quiet.

She had to come to terms with the fact that Chen Fan was indeed as powerful as Ye Qincang, if not more so.

"Sect Leader, what should we do?"

Olga's face paled after she watched the video that showed the golden blade destroying the Grand Magus God.

The other Underbosses' faces darkened, and dared not to say a word. If Chen Fan was able to kill an Immortal State Warrior, what chance do they have surviving such a fight?

"Ancestral Patriarch is dealing with it now. Let's just wait."

The Hong Sect leader said as a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

If he could choose again, he would never have messed with Chen Fan.

He truly was the devil reincarnate.

Meanwhile, the Lin Family, Wu Family, Hua Family, and the entire Martial Arts community both in Japan and China had focused their attention on this development.

Although Chen Fan had defeated much stronger enemies before, such as the Russian Infantry Division 116, the sheer amount of eye-witnesses meant this event would have a much more significant impact. The Myanmar government tried to cover up the story but failed.

The world was shocked once the news hit the internet.

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Chapter 501: Different Opinions

Naypyitaw was a new city, built specifically for the government to move the capital from Yangon to here. Its infrastructure was severely inadequate and was often referred to as the last city to have internet.

However, there were over a hundred thousand people that had witnessed the battle.

Therefore, try as Myanmar might, they couldn't cover up the news. It was not only the Myanmar citizens who had seen what happened but also a few hundred tourists and many journalists.

These tourists and journalists were beyond the control of the government and they could upload the images or videos they captured during the battle to the internet and share them with the world.

Even though the images and footage were grainy, this was the first time that the world had seen Chen Fan in action.

These images first appeared on popular social media platforms such as Facebook and Twitter.

"OMG, what am I seeing?"

"Is he a sage, or a demon? Some kind of mystical being of the ancient orient? Whatever it is, it's insane."

"Look at this, this is real. I saw it with my own eyes. A dark smoke came out of a mountain and then an azure light flew into the sky. The two seem to be fighting. I think they are enemies. In the end, the person in the azure light won the battle."

Many tourists didn't have the professional lenses to take pictures so far up in the sky, but they eagerly shared the grainy pictures they took on their cellphones.

Their posts quickly got many replies, some from their friends, and the other from strangers.

"Anny, Myanmar made you superstitious. I thought you are an atheist." Someone said.

Other people were much more direct in voicing their suspicions.

"The qualities of these pictures are so poor that these images can prove nothing. We could be looking at anything: spirits, gods, and even Aliens."

"I saw a picture of an alien once, and I thought it was real until my boyfriend told me that it was a hoax. Gosh! I couldn't believe how stupid I was."

"Just a wash of azure light and some smoke. What made you think it's a battle between gods? They look like fireworks to me."

Most people found the story implausible

People had been tired of fake news. They could often see news headlines such as these:

"Dragon Tracks Found, click To Find Out More." "XX Deity Performed Miracle At XXX, Click To Receiving Blessing." "Jesus Is Reborn, Click to Be The New Apostle."

In this day and age, even the fake pictures created by CG looked more convincing than these grainy images and shaky camera recordings.

This tourist tried to convince the others, but to no avail.

A few hours later, someone said, "I heard on the news that war has broken out in Myanmar. Maybe it was a military coup?"

When this picture first surfaced on the internet, they were brushed off by the public.

However, things changed once a person called Wegener got involved.

Wegener was a famous Norwegian explorer.

He has a tourist blog where he posted stories during his travels to share with the world. Over time, he and his blog had become famous among travelers and had many fans on the internet.

"It's an unusual day."

"I left Yangon and arrived at Naypyitaw. This is an awful city. Messy and badly managed. Cell phones have just started to become a thing here and only expensive hotels have internet access. My cell phone bill for this month is not going to make me happy."

That was the first journal entry on his blog when he arrived at Naypyitaw.

The comments below suggested he should not stay in Naypyitaw for too long since there was really nothing to do there.

Since this was a new city, it lacked the tourist attractions such as ancient villages or ruined temples.

However, his second journal entry had piqued everyone's interest.

"OMG! What is happening? Why are there so many soldiers in Naypyitaw? They have surrounded the city, I can see armed soldiers, tanks, and even fighter jets. Is there going to be another military coup?"

Wegener also added a few pictures he snapped on his post.

In the picture, fully armed Myanmar soldiers sat on armored vehicles and were gathering just outside the city. A few pictures showed fighter jets flying close to the ground as if surveying the land. All soldiers in the picture held a gloomy and solemn cast on their faces.

"OMG. There are helicopters and fighter jets."

"Dear Wegener, I think it's time for you to leave the country. It's too dangerous there. "

"Myanmar is one of the poorest countries in the world, and on average they have one military coup every three years. It was not a good place for tourists such as Wegener. I really feel for him."

Many people urged Wegener to leave the city to avoid becoming collateral damage.

"No, I won't leave."

Wegener replied in the comment section and kept on posting updates.

"It's an army of about ten thousand. They have gathered just outside of Naypyitaw. I think something big is about to happen."

"I can hear it now. They fired their guns and cannons. It's really loud. I really hope the National Guard could fend off the rebels and stop them outside of the City."

"Strange... the firing stopped. Is the war already over? What was that sound? That... that sounds like Chinese. I don't understand Chinese—OMG! What the heck is that?"

Everyone watched his live update attentively.

Each of Wegener's comments had hundreds of replies. After all, it was rare to watch a military coup unfolding live. However, after Wegener sent out the third update, he went silent.

"Where is the update?"

"Dear Wegener, what had happened?"

"Please update, or else I am going to have a heart attack."

The comments soon reached a thousand.

A few minutes later, Wegener finally posted an update

"It's a MIRACLE!"

Then he posted a long list of photos.

The first picture showed a plume of dark smoke coming out of a dormant volcano. The meaning of the picture perplexed the viewers, and a lot of people thought the volcano was about to erupt.

In the second picture, a wash of azure light rose from the city and flew into the sky.

"Is that a new kind of firework or is it a hot air balloon? Maybe it's a flare from a flare gun."

Someone put in.

The third picture answered all questions in the viewers' minds.

The wash of azure light rose to the same height as the plume of the dark smoke. Although the lighting was bad because the pictures were taken during dusk, the viewers can clearly see the outlines of two men in the azure light and the dark smoke.

"OMG, what is that?"

"Are those UFOs? I feel like that azure light is a flying saucer."

"Maybe it's the missile. Some of the missiles' exhaust gas can create an illusion like this. That's why ninety percent of the UFO sightings were actually missile tests."

As people argued about what they were really seeing, more pictures were uploaded.

These new pictures depicted a battle between the azure light and the dark smoke.

The great distance between the camera and the battle, as well as poor lighting, didn't produce crystal clear images. However, the viewers could still see flashes of lightning and burning flames.

"Where did the lightning come from?"

"Is it storm season in Naypyitaw right now? Why is there lightning?"

"Could it be a new kind of weapon that attacks using lightning? Oh.. never mind. I forgot we are talking about the Myanmar government. I doubt they have the money to invest in new weapons."

The last picture showed golden energy shoot out from the Azure glow and banished the dark smoke. However, from where Wegener was standing, he didn't capture any footage of Chen Fan cracking open the mountain.

That being said, what he had posted so far was already shocking enough for his followers on Facebook and Twitter.

"This is incredible!"

"We have just witnessed history in the making!"

"I bet it is an assault from the rebels. They must have used some kind of new missiles and that explains those UFOs we saw."

People posted their guesses and discussed with one another about the event.

For the first time, Wegener's Facebook comments reached 3000 and it was still increasing.

"You are both wrong. It's a fight between two men."

Wegener finally put in.

"What?"

"You are joking, aren't you?"

"Is it April Fool's day?"

Wegener's comment was ridiculed by his Facebook fans.

"Dear Wegener, we understand that you are scared because you are in a terrifying situation. But what you said just didn't make sense. In your photo, it was evident that the strange sighting occurred a few hundred meters above the ground. Can you name anyone who could fly to such a height and remain airborne? Iron man? Superman?"

Many netizens mocked him.

"He is chicken shit, He is scared out of my wits, literally. Go back to you mommy, boy. You are not tough enough for a war." Some people even started bullying him.

"It's true. I have seen it with my own eyes. He is a Chinese man named Chen Beixuan, and he flew into the sky while his body glowed azure."

Wegener tried to explain but no one seemed to believe him.

Not even anyone of his fans and followers believed him.

"A sage from China? What a load of crap."

Wegener was not the only person being ridiculed. Most eye-witnesses experienced the same mockery when they recounted what they saw. Most people thought the event would soon be forgotten until a journalist from BBC posted a short video on her own Facebook page.

The title of the video was: "Do Deities Really Exist In This World?"

The video had quickly become viral on the internet.

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Chapter 502: The Excited Internet

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The video recorded the same scene as many other people did: a wash of azure light flying up into the sky and seemingly in combat against a plume of dark smoke.

When the camera was zoomed out, it still looked like a sighting of some unknown military weapons.

However, unlike Wegener and many other tourists, the BBC journalist carried professional cameras that can shoot many images that were clearer than from cell phones. Even without zooming in, the viewer was able to see fireballs and wind blades.

Once the camera zoomed in, the viewers could clearly see the outlines of two men in the azure glow and the dark smoke.

"I am a journalist from the BBC, Amy Grafico. I swore that the footage is real."

Amy typed a line of comments on her Facebook with shaky fingers. She was in her suit in the most luxurious hotel in Naypyitaw.

She looked out of the window and saw many men in military garb going door to door confiscating tourists' cameras and cellphones. A few useful things broke out because of it.

"Hurry! Upload Faster!"

Amy looked back at her Facebook page, checking the progress bar nervously.

When the first video came out, she received many mocking comments.

However, mockery in the comments drastically decreased as the second and the third video was posted.

The third video had the best quality and was the most convincing. It captured the moment when Chen Fan unleashed a ray of golden light from his hand and cracked open the Dark Mountain.

"Holy shit! What am I watching?"

Many people who saw the video let out a gasp of cold air.

Amy's profession and her job at the BBC made her claim much more credulous than that of Wegener. Although the outline of the two men were just two blurry shadows against the grainy background, it had unmistaken human features.

"It's either a special effect from some award-winning studio, or something really terrifying had happened to our world."

Someone exclaimed.

These videos spread all over social media such as Facebook and Twitter, and Amy's personal Facebook page also became viral.

Ten thousand visitors, twenty thousand, thirty thousand...

The number of visitors soon reached a hundred thousand and was still surging.

During the age of social media, information passed around with the speed of light. These videos and images had swept across the globe before the government could put up some measures to contain it.

"Battle of Super Humans at the Capital of Myanmar!"

"Gods of The Ancient Civilization Are Real."

"Biblical Battle Between The Angel and The Devil."

Most major news outlets could still uphold their professional standards, but the headlines that came out from smaller publishers became increasingly outrageous.

In a few hours, the news had spread to the entire internet outside of China.

Meanwhile, in China...

Ning Jincheng was browsing the Weibo page of his idols when he received a message from his friend in the United States of America.

"Jincheng, look at this. Sages and Deities are real!"

"What?"

Jincheng was dumbfounded.

As his friend sent him more and more pictures and videos, Ning Jinchen was outright astounded by what he saw.

"These are footage taken by a journalist from BBC in Myanmar. People tell me that it's a battle between a Myanmar deity and a demon. In the end, the deity even destroyed the demon's lair deep inside the mountain."

"If you zoom in, you can see a shadow of a man inside that azure glow."

Ning Jinchen was floored after hearing his friend's explanation. Then he was overtaken by a rush of exhilaration.

"OMG, this is big news. This is... insane!"

He quickly copy-and-pasted the images and videos onto his own Weibo page.

Ning Jinchen was not the only person who had received and posted these images. It wasn't long before the news caught on and became viral.

In less than a couple of hours, the news topic "Sages In Myanmar" became the most popular topic on Weibo. The number of searches had quickly reached a few hundred thousand in a matter of hours.

"Are these real images?"

"They look like special effects. Maybe it's fake."

"My friend who was touring Myanmar told me that it is real. He said his cellphone and camera have already been confiscated by the Myanmar police."

The exciting news made many people stay up until midnight, talking and sharing their opinions with other Weibo users. The topic quickly spilled out of the Weibo circle into other Chinese forums and social media platforms.

"So the sages and deities in legends are real?"

"It's fake. I don't buy it."

"I think it's fake too. It looks like special effects."

The netizens in China quickly divided into two opinion groups and they carried out a heated debate.

Meanwhile, in the girl's Dorm of Yan Jin University. A group of girls were chit chatting about the news.

"Fei Fei, look! They said they have seen a deity in Myanmar, and guess what? That deity speaks Chinese."

An energetic girl with long thin eyebrows and foxy appearance shouted while holding her macbook air.

"Excuse you, I'm sleeping."

Xu Rongfei had been on-set shooting a film during the day and by then she was exhausted. She waved a hand lazily and didn't want to continue to carry on the discussion.

"Humph! Whatever. I will find that sage and prove it to you."

The girl snorted and then kept scrolling through the Weibo pages.

Mount Bajin, Zhong Hai..

"Teacher, do you think the man in the video is Ancestral Master?"

Cheng Danqin walked to the old man.

The old man had linked his hands behind his back and was looking into the distance through a glass pane. Even the air that flowed about him had a transcendental quality to it.

"I wager it's a battle between Lord Master and Grand Magus God. Grand Magus God had been a force to be reckoned with and he was as powerful as our Ancestral Chief. I had never thought that he would be killed by Lord Master."

Hua Yunfeng said lightly.

Cheng Danqin lowered her head after she heard the old man's words, trying to hold back the horror in her mind.

He had made her teacher an Immortal State Cultivator and was able to kill the Immortal state warriors with ease. It finally occurred to her that Chen Beixuan was much more powerful than she had ever thought.

"Maybe he really is an Earth Level Deity."

A thought sprouted out in Cheng Danqin's mind.

Just as the Hua, Lu Family, and the Wu Family kept a close eye on any updates of the event, so too the Chen Family.

"My grandson is gaining more power by the day."

Chen Huaian exclaimed as he watched the video posted on social media. Chen Guoguo jumped out of her chair and shouted: 'My cousin is a sage! Sage!"

Meanwhile, Chen Ning looked at the video as a light flickered in her eyes in fits and starts.

However, there was still a large number of people who didn't believe the footage and even those who believed the authenticity of the footage couldn't see Chen Fan's face clearly.

After all, humankind lived by the limitate of their five senses and they believed that Seeing was believing.

Meanwhile, the president's residence in Naypyitaw was lit up with lights.

The leaders of the nation, as well as the top generals, gathered in a room for a meeting.

Everyone looked to the supreme leader of Myanmar, Than Sein for his directives.

Than Sein's face was calm, but gloomy at the same time. He asked one of the meeting attendees.

"Is... is he still inside the Dark Mountain?"

"Mr. President. He has gone straight to the Hotel Shangri-La after he rescued his companions out of the Dark Mountain. We didn't get close to the hotel, but we are monitoring from a distance."

The head of the Intelligence Department answered under his breath.

"very well!"

Than Sein gritted his teeth and rose to his feet. "Everyone, please follow me to Hotel Shangri-La. I am going to pay tribute to that mighty lord."

"Yes!"

The generals and government officials looked at each other fearfully.

However, in the end, they rose to their feet reluctantly.

A large convoy rolled out from the president's residence and headed toward Hotel Shangri-La. A column of armored vehicles cleared the road and a few tanks brought up the rear.

Meanwhile, inside Hotel Shangri-La...

Chen Fan was looking at seven curious faces.

"Are you Wenjin's friend? My name is Andy, I'm from America. I am Wenjin's friend as well, so you know... we have something in common. What is your name? How old are you?"

The dark-haired girl gawked at Chen Fan, her eyes were filled with infatuation.

Chen Fan didn't offer a reply. He turned around to look at Yu Wenjin.

Yu Wenjin covered her mouth as she giggled.

"Mister, you are my savior. I and the Evans family will never forget your kindness."

The blond called John said courteously to Chen Fan.

"I am here to save only Yu Wenjin. I don't really care about any of you. We will leave tomorrow." Chen Fan waved a hand of dismissing.

Although these seven men and women were scouted out by the Grand Magus God for their unusual talents for cultivation, they were nobody to Chen Fan.

Even as Andy felt disappointed, she heard a respectful greeting coming in from outside.

"Mr. President and other leaders of the nation want to welcome you in person. They are waiting for you downstairs by the entrance"

Everyone looked out of the window and saw a group of men in suits standing in the cold wind with a great measure of deference. It looked as if they were a group of pupils waiting for their principal.

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Chapter 503: The Earth Level Deity's Treasure

Myanmar was a small nation.

Dragging economic growth, outdated military equipment, a large population living under the poverty line were a few things among many that made Than Sein much less confident than the leaders of Japan or Russia.

Even though Russia was forced to sign a truce with Chen Fan, the leader of Russia didn't have to put away their dignity and beg for it as the Leaders of Myanmar would. Myanmar's president stood fearfully outside of the Hotel, scarcely daring to even enter without permission.

"Let them in."

Chen Fan said offhandedly.

Chen Fan's assuredness deeply impressed the seven boys and girls. Although Chen Fan had displayed his mighty strength by bringing down the Dark Witch Sect, it didn't translate to the same level of power as to be able to command the president with such casualness.

A flicker of light flashed in John's eyes.

However, insignificant Myanmar was on the world stage, its president, Than Sein, controlled a population in the tens of millions. John was from a wealthy country, but none of the family clan in his country could have rivaled Than Sein.

"It is such an honor to meet you, my Lord."

Than Sein bowed deeply as soon as he came in.

The generals and government officials stood behind him fearfully, worried that Chen Fan was going to kill all of them on a whim. However, they had to come since the military force was no longer an option.

"You may rise."

Chen Fan lolled in a chair and nodded.

Than Sein heaped smiles on his face and shuffled closer to Chen Fan

"I am here after the Dark Witch Sect, not Myanmar. But why did you try to stop me and block my way with your military?"

Chen Fan asked in an even voice.

Than Sein was suddenly overtaken by fear, so he hurried to take a bow and said:

"My lord, I was under the Dark Witch Sect's control. They pinned Myanmar under their thumb for over a decade and the government was riddled with their confidants. I have no choice but to obey the Ancestral Patriarch."

Than Sein quickly threw the Dark Witch Sect and the Grand Magus God under the bus.

"Hehe"

Chen Fan cracked a smile.

The Dark Witch Sect was indeed powerful, but that shouldn't amount to the complete capitulation of the president of the nation. However, Chen Fan didn't want to waste his energy on Than Sein from the outset, and he only questioned Than Sein as a warning.

"My lord, I am willing to take out one-tenth of my country's wealth as compensation." Than Sein said after gritting her teeth.

"There is no need."

Chen Fan shook his head.

Myanmar's annual GDP was only a dozen billion dollars. Ten percent of that might be a large sum of money for Than Sein, but it was peanuts to Chen Fan.

Chen Fan couldn't think of anything that he wanted to take from this country.

"Then what do you want?"

Than Sein's face paled as his mind raced. He wondered if Chen Fan was going to kill him.

Suddenly, a man who had been standing behind Than Sein stepped forward and knelt on the ground: "My name is Hu Shipan. I used to be the second senior elder of the Dark Witch Sect. I wish you to live long and prosper."

The man who spoke up was Lord Hu.

"I killed the Grand Magus God and wiped out your sect, aren't you afraid of me?" Chen Fan let out a half-smile.

"Immortal Master, I know that I can't run away from you, so I thought that I might as well come to see you in person. Plus, you will need my help to manage such a huge fortune you have just earned." Hu Shipan straightened his back and replied.

"What fortune?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

"The Dark Witch Sect and Myanmar."

Hu Shipan said firmly.

Although Lord Hu and spoke Chinese with Chen Fan, Than Sein had guessed what they were talking about. His face darkened when he heard the word "Myanmar."

"Immortal Master Chen, members of the Dark Witch Sect had infiltrated throughout the government system. So even though you have killed our leader, the Grand Magus God, the nation is still under our firm control."

Hu Shipan went on.

"Myanmar was not a powerful nation, but it is a nation nonetheless. You could be revered as a god in Myanmar and became more powerful than a monarch."

Chen Fan conceded that Hu Shipan's offer was tempting for most mortals

Myanmar's land was three times larger than the Jiang Nan Province. It also has a huge capital resource. If it was properly managed, it could be as powerful and advanced as Korea if not Japan.

However, Chen Fan used to lord over the entire universe, so he was not interested in the offer at all.

"I don't think I want that. Now, I will give you another chance to give me a reason for not killing you." Chen Fan shook his head and said with an impassive voice.

"What?"

Hu Shipan was taken aback.

He had never thought that Chen Fan was untempted by such an attractive lure.

"um... um..."Hu Shipan stammered as his mind raced. Even as Chen Fan's patience was about to run thin, Hu Shipan spoke out again.

"Immortal Master! I knew something else... treasures of an Earth Level Deity"

"Oh?"

Chen Fan was going to end his life, but the new information piqued his interest and brought him back to his seat.

"I am listening."

"Hew!"

Hu Shipan wiped the cold sweat off of his forehead and said in a trembling voice:

"I have heard of it in passing from Ancestral Patriarch. He mentioned a Cave Abode used by an Earth Level Diety a thousand years ago,"

"Ancestral Patriarch said that he had stumbled upon the place a few decades ago. The Earth Level Deity who used to take residence in the Abode had long since perished, but he left many treasures behind. However, the cave abode was guarded by many array formations, and Ancestral Patriarch had been working on disarming these array formations for decades but to no avail. "

"A few months ago, the Lin Family of Southeastern China had visited us. They had offered a way to open up the gates to the treasures as a token of goodwill for forming an alliance with them. The Ancestral Patriarch must have seen the possibility of defeating Ye Qincang once the gate was opened, and therefore, he started to look for more Vessels of the Arcane Yin Energy to complete his Art of Seven Malice Divine Soul."

Hu Shipan stammered and finally finished his sentences.

"A place where an Earth Level Deity used to live?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes as a flicker of excitement flashed across his face.

The Earth Level Deity's Dharma Treasures was useless to Chen Fan since he could create Dharma Artifacts ten times more powerful than that.

However, the remnant of an Earth Level Deity was a precious ingredient in many elixirs.

In addition, Chen Fan wagered that the cave abode must be a Spirit Land since an Earth Level Deity had taken residence there.

Ever since Chen Fan reached the Divine Sea level, even the Green Dragon Grand Array couldn't provide sufficient Spirit Qi for Chen Fan. Therefore, seeking another source of Spirit Qi was his top priority.

"Are you telling the truth?"

Chen Fan shot two rays of azure light out from his eyes into the Hu Shipan's boy.

"It's true. I swear!"

Hu Shipan gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Very well. Tell me where it is, and I will not only spare your life but also make you the Sect Master of the Dark Witch Sect. I will make the Dark Witch Sect part of my North Qiong Sect, and call it the Dark Witch Chapter."

Chen Fan nodded after he had determined using his Soul Energy that Hu Shipan was not lying.

"Thank you, Immortal Master!"

Hu Shipan trembled in fear and shouted: "From today onward, the Dark Witch Sect and Myanmar would be in your service. Myanmar's military will be at your beckoning call, ready to defend your honor."

The listeners were stunned.

Did Chen Fan just become the lord of a nation?

Than Sein looked disappointed but he dared not to protest.

Once Hu Shipan became the new Magus Lord of the Dark Witch Chapter, Chen Fan cast spells on the remaining elders and powerful disciples of the sects to ensure their loyalty.

The Dark Witch Sect had been a force to be reckoned with, therefore, Chen Fan exercised caution while dealing with them.

He had created the North Qiong Sect in order to protect his parents. Although there were only four elders left in the Dark Witch Chapter, the addition of the Dark Witch Chapter would be a boost in North Qiong Sect's power.

Meanwhile, inside the Dark Mountain...

"It was nice to meet you, Sect master!"

The disciples of the Dark Witch Chapter followed the Grand Elder's lead and knelt before Chen Fan.

Although the Dark Witch Sect was not the Dark Witch Chapter, the Grand Elder was relieved that they were able to pass down their tradition. Plus, it was not like they could refuse Chen Fan's offer anyway.

"You may rise."

Chen Fan in the spot for the Grand Magus, beside him, sat Yu Wenjin.

"The North Qiong Sect was a new sect, but we already have an Elixir Chapter. The Dark Witch Chapter will be the second Chapter. In addition, we have an Immortal State sect guardian. If you serve me well, I might even consider removing the spell on you and teach you real Immortal cultivation arts." Chen Fan said calmly.

"Really?"

The Grand Elder was elated by the announcement and so he kowtowed to Chen Fan in excitement.

Grand Magus God had been cultivating for over a hundred years and he had created the Art of Seven Malice Divine Soul. However, he couldn't even take one attack from Chen Fan. It was obvious that Chen Fan was much more powerful than the other members of the Dark Witch Sect.

"Very well, you may leave now, except for the elders. Remember, the chapter does not allow senseless killing. All the vile secret arts you had practiced earlier were also banned."

Chen Fan waved a dismissal.

"Yes, Sect Master."

The disciples answered and then walked away, leaving the elders alone with Chen Fan.

"Tell me now, where is the secret treasure of the Earth Level Deity?" Chen Fan asked.

"The Earth Level Deity's treasure?" The elders looked at each other in fear and in the end, the Grand Elder finally disclosed the location reluctantly.

"Where?"

Chen Fan furrowed brows and was taken aback.

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Chapter 504: Magic The Gathering

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"The Island of Borneo?"

Chen Fan cracked a light smile.

He had expected the Earth Level Deity to be in China but little did he know that the Earth Level Deity had wandered off all the way to Southeast Asia.

However, it wasn't long before Chen Fan saw the reason for it. The Spirit Land in China had depleted thousands of years ago, and the Earth Level Deity had to look outside of China and into the virgin lands that were still untouched by humans.

Grand Elder also knew much more about the treasure than Lord Hu.

"Immortal Master Chen, this treasure trove of the Earth Level Deity was discovered by Ancestral Patriarch a few hundred years ago. However, the Earth Level Deity had cast an impenetrable array formation using the unique features in the terrain and its arrangement with the stars."

The Grand Elder didn't hold back any information since he was already part of the North Qiong Sect now.

"The Ancestral Patriarch said that the strength of the array formation was determined by the alignment of the stars. It will reach the bottom of its power every twenty years and is the best chance of breaking the array formation. Ancestral Patriarch tried every twelve years ever since he discovered it. Based on my calculation, the next window for it's weakened state should be in ten days."

"In ten days?"

Chen Fan nodded.

He knew that no Array formation could stop him. However, since he had taken in the Dark Witch Chapter, he needed to make sure that all loose ends were tied. It would be foolish of him to trust everything that Hu Shipan said.

"I will order Hu Shipan to escort the other six people back. What about you? Do you want to head back to China right now or would you prefer to remain here until I am back from the Island of Borneo?"

Chen Fan looked at Yu Wenjin and asked.

To his surprise, the girl shook her head and said firmly. "I have no relatives in China now. Granny was killed by Grand Magus, and I don't want to return to the Seu Family of Grand Yin either. I just want to be with you, and help you."

"Stay here?"

The girl's decision had taken Chen Fan by surprise. However, seeing the determination in her eyes, he nodded and said: "Very well then. I feel uncomfortable leaving the Dark Witch Chapter in the hands of Hu Shipan. You could be my eyes here."

Once he had said that, Chen Fan summoned a few perfected cultivators of the Dark Witch Chapter and told them.

"She is my third disciple. From today on, you shall treat her just as you would treat me. If I am not here, her words are my will."

"What?"

Yu Wenjin and Hu Shipan were both shocked by the announcement.

"Xiao Fan, I have only reached the Mid-stage of Dao-Reaching Level, and these elders are all perfected cultivators. I can't boss them around." Yu Wenjin shook her head as a pang of unease shot through her.

"Fret not. This is the rule of the North Qiong Sect. You are my personal disciple, and therefore you are much higher on the totem pole than any one of them. You can decide their life or death on a whim. There is absolutely no need to worry."

Chen Fan cracked a smile and started an Art.

"Hur!"

Chen Fan drew a piece of Divine Soul out from these perfected cultivators and challenged them into a jade pendant. "These little things contained a fragment of their souls. If they ever defy you, crush the pendant to kill all of them."

"Ok."

Encouraged by Chen Fan's resolute stare, Yu Wenjin nodded.

Grand Elder's face changed colors and in the end, he knelt down and kowtowed to the girl: "My lady, from today onward, we are at your beck and call."

Chen Fan then spent some time teaching Yu Wenjin how to manipulate the pendant and taught her how to use the Dharma Artifacts to protect herself. He also taught her the Art of Grand Yin Soul Refinement.

This art was created by a mid-sized Immortal Cultivation sect.

Although that sect was not well known, it excelled at Grand Yin Cultivation.

Yu Wenjin listened attentively and practiced the movement of Qi from time to time.

Yu Wenjin was the most talented among Chen Fan's disciples, thanks to her Arcane Yin body. Chen Fan wagered that Yu Wenjin was only one who possibly could one day leave the earth with him when he finally embarks on the journey of cultivation.

When Yukishiro Sa finally arrived in Myanmar, Chen Fan had just finished his business in Myanmar and was ready to leave.

"Master, are we going to Malaysia this time?"

Yukishiro Sa asked in surprise.

"Yes. If we are able to locate a Spirit Land, I would gain another level of attainment in my cultivation."

Chen Fan said calmly.

One of his goals in his adventure outside of China was to seek another Grotto-heaven. Therefore, Chen Fan couldn't wait to get into the Cave Abode of the Earth Level Deity almost as soon as he heard of it. The more powerful he got, the more the lack of Spirit Qi chafed against his mind. Without finding any new sources of Spirit Qi, Chen Fan wouldn't reach the Connate Spirit level for another five years.

As Chen Fan boarded the airplane to Malaysia, many cultivators also came out of their seclusions.

Hong Sect headquarters in the southern Pacific Ocean...

The disciples of the Hong Sect were bustling around when they heard a jarring piercing howl. They turned toward the sound and saw a shaft of white light land out from the top of a mountain, threatening to pierce open the sky.

Inside the white light was a vague outline of an old man, with white hair and white beard

"It is..."

The sect master was stunned by the sight and didn't even notice that he had dropped his pen.

"Ancestral Patriarch has finally come out of his seclusion?"

"Kaboom!"

The white energy suddenly changed course and dived down, trailing a streak of white mist behind. The old man rammed through the glasses of a building and appeared right in front of the Hong Sect's sect master. The Sect Master dropped his knees and kowtowed.

"Nice to meet you, Ancestral Patriarch! I am your unworthy heir, Hong Qianfan."

"You may rise. You have managed the sect well in my absence all these years." The Hong Sect's Ancestral Patriarch's was shrouded by a patch of white mist, revealing only part of the old man's expression in fits and starts.

"I am truly unworthy. Hong Sect's prowess and fame had diminished under my management. Brother Lei was many other underbosses who were dead under my watch. Every time I think about it, I feel deeply guilty for my incompetence."

Hong Qianfan kelt on the ground, tears welled in his eyes.

"This is not your fault. Chen Beixuan even killed Grand Magus God, you are definitely no match against them. I am impressed that you have been able to hold out against them for so long." The Ancestral Patriarch said.

"Ancestral Patriarch, may I ask why did you come out of your seclusion?" Hong Qianfan hazarded.

"The array guarding the Earth Level Deity was about to weaken. Brother Lin had invited me to join him to crack open the Immortal Abode." Ancestral Patriarch linked his hands behind his back and continued.

"And we will do away with Chen Beixuan while we are at it."

Even as the Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect spoke, crackling energy shot out from the Ancestral Patriarch's eyes.

Hong Qianfan kowtowed in elation.

Singapore was a Southeast Asian city founded by Chinese people in exodus. Despite its small population, it controlled the strategic location of the Malacca Strait and was once lauded as one of the Four Asian Tigers. It was also called the Lion City.

Those who knew the lay of the land in Singapore would know that the center of power in Singapore was not the president's residence, instead, it was inside an old ancestral shrine in the middle of downtown.

The Dragon Hall!

It was one of the three sects in China along with the Green Gang and the Hong Sect.

The Green Gang was no more and the Hong Sect had run far from China, but the Dragon Hall had planted their roots down in Southeast Asia and played a key role in the founding of Singapore.

It was a usual day and like every other day, the Hall Master was inside the Ancestral Shrine, paying tribute to the ancestors. The Dragon Hall had recently moved its headquarters out of the ancestral shrine to a skyscraper called Dragon Plaza. However, this Ancestral Shrine still held symbolic meaning in the hearts of all Dragon Hall members.

Trees and bushes dotted the large empty courtyard and except for a handful of servants, most people had moved out of here.

As soon as the Hall Master entered the ancestral shrine, he noticed a wash of azure light in the middle of the courtyard. It was a man standing with his hands linked behind his back, looking directly at the entrance.

"That's..."

The Dragon Hall Master shivered and then dropped his knees.

"I am the twelfth Hall Master of the Dragon Hall. I welcome you, your honorable Dragon Lord. I wish that you live a long and prosperous life."

"So there had been eleven Hall Masters before you already?"

After a while, the man in the wash of azure glow heaved a sigh and said.

"Dragon Lord, are you here to bring Chen Beixuan to justice?" The Hall Master asked cautiously.

"I have made a promise to someone, that's all." The man said lightly.

"Dragon Hall and the Lin Family were allies for as long as I can remember. Grand Magus God was killed by Chen Beixuan for a woman. I can't sit around and watch my old friends fall one after another."

He spoke with an even tone, but his words had an icy quality to it.

Meanwhile, a clear whistle shot through the sky above the Lin Family of Southeastern China.

The Lin Family Lord and many other Martial arts grandmasters watched in surprise as a gate that had been sealed for decades swung open and a middle-aged man emerged from within.

The man was wearing a plain shirt with a long sword strapped on his back. His appearance was refined and scholarly. However, there was sparking energy inside of his eyes.

The Lin Family Lord and the people around him were shocked after seeing the middle-aged man.

"I swear I will end Chen Beixuan's life"

The man said in a booming voice as he unsheathed his blade.

Meanwhile, Chen Fan was clueless about the implication of the Death of the Grand Magus God and arrived at Kuala Lumpur, the capital of Malaysia with Yukishiro Sa.

He planned to stay here for the night and look for a guide before he heads toward the Island of Borneo. Island of Borneo was huge and it might be difficult to find a Cave Abode without a local guide.

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Chapter 505 The Expedition

Kuala Lumpur was the capital of Malaysia. It had a population of two million and was much more developed than the capital of Myanmar.

After consulting the taxi driver, Chen Fan quickly located the biggest guide service provider, the "Extreme Explorer. Inc."

"Welcome. We provide all kinds of guide services. Jungles or scuba diving, we got you covered."

The manager said with a warm smile on his face.

"We are heading to the Island of Borneo, and need a guide," Chen Fan said.

"Island of Borneo, sure thing." The manager's smile broadened.

The Island of Borneo had always been shrouded in mystery. Hollywood used to shoot a few movies about the mysterious place and attracted more thrill seekers there to explore.

After making a few phone calls, the manager's face darkened. Embarrassment was written all over his face. Chen Fan had already heard the conversation over the phone, so he furrowed his brows and said: "So there are no guides? Well, we will look for them elsewhere."

The manager gritted his teeth and said before his customers were gone.

"Sir, we do have a guide. But you will have to go with a group."

"With a group?"

Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa exchanged a glance.

"Indeed. We are in the midst of the tourism season right now, and there are too many tourists who want to go to the Island of Borneo but not enough guides. There is still one team who still hasn't departed yet if you're willing to join them, we can offer you a discount. " Manager said reluctantly.

"Very well."

Chen Fan thought for a second and nodded.

He only needs the guide to point him in the right direction, and once he had reached the Island of Borneo, he planned to move on himself and look for the cave abode.

"That's perfect. Your guide is one of the most experienced workers in our company. He can name every single rock on the Island of Borneo."

The Manager beamed from side to side and then said under his breath."However, I must give you a heads-up that one of the ladies you are traveling with is one of the most prestigious women in Malaysia. Stay on her good side, or you will be punished by law."

"A prestigious woman?"

Chen Beixuan was light-hearted by the revelation. He was the North Mystic Celestial Lord, who would be more prestigious than him?

"The lady was a Datuk. Please watch your manners while you are traveling with her." The manager's face darkened a little and put in.

Chen Fan had learned about Datuk in his past life.

Datuk was an honorary title granted by the leader of Malaysia personally. Just like knighthood, It was usually granted to a person of high social status. In Malaysia, people with a Datuk title have many privileges, and some were even beyond the law.

It wasn't long before Chen Fan met with the Datuk.

"She is so young."

Chen Fan was caught by surprise by how young the female Datuk was. She was only in her twenties and was wearing a clean safari outfit with a pair of black leather riding boots. She kept her chin up and looked distant and aloof.

"Are they joining us?"

The female Datuk seemed slightly annoyed as she cast Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa a cold glance.

Chen Fan was in his ordinary appearance to avoid the world government's detection. Therefore, he didn't catch the attention of the Datuk's attention. However, when the Datuk landed her gaze on Yukishiro Sa, she was pleasantly surprised by her beauty.

"The destination of our expedition was the 'Valley of No Return.' It's located in the most dangerous part of the Island. Are you sure you two can handle it?"

The Datuk shook her head as a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes.

"Valley of no Return?"

Chen Fan was taken aback.

That was where the treasure trove was located.

It suddenly occurred to him that the Earth Level Deity must have cast Dharma Arrays to protect his property. That explained why the place was considered the most dangerous on the Island.

With that thought in mind, Chen Fan said slowly.

"We are heading there as well."

"You?" The Datuk snorted and said derisively: "Well if you can defeat my bodyguard, I might just think about letting you join us. I don't want dead weight around."

As the Datuk said that, a muscular man with dark skin stepped forward.

The man's movement had a belligerent quality to it. His piercing gaze held an intent that was as deadly as a hungry wolf. Although he didn't have any Internal Force in his system, it was evident that he was a competent Mixed Martial Arts Master.

"His name is Seixal, and he was one of Malaysia's Royal Special Forces. I will let you join us if you can defeat him." Datuk folded her arms and said gloatingly.

The manager gave Chen Fan anxious glances, willing Chen Fan to not to rise to the bait.

The Royal Special Forces was an elite Special Forces in Malaysia. Its rank was filled with deadly if not murderous elite soldiers who could defeat five ordinary men at the same time.

"Yukishiro Sa"

Chen Fan spoke under his breath.

Yukishiro Sa took a few steps forward and arrived at the center of the room.

"You want her to fight with Seixal?"

The Datuk rounded her eyes in disbelief. Disgust and loathing toward Chen Fan were written all over her face.

"Bang!"

Seixal was a cutthroat soldier and he punched at Yukishiro Sa without holding back any of his strength.

However powerful Seixal was, he was just an ordinary man and was no match against Yukishiro Sa.

"Kacha!"

In a heartbeat, Yukishiro Sa had snapped the bone on one of Seixal's arms. She shot out a small and smooth-skinned hand and grabbed hold of Seixal's muscular arm and twisted it.

"Urhhh!"

Seixal grunted painfully as he pulled back. Already, his face was covered with sweat. Years of military training had conditioned his mind to cope with pain well. So he held his broken arm in one hand in silent agony.

"Sthhh."

The Datuk and her guards let out a gasp of cold air. They had never thought that Yukishiro Sa was able to break Seixal's arm so easily.

"You want to try again?"

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and gave the Datuk a calm look.,

The Datuk's face changed colors as anger stoked the fire in her eyes. Even as she was about to fling back at Chen Fan, a middle-aged man walked closer to her and whispered something into her ears.

The Datuk was taken aback at first, and then she gave Yukishiro Sa a glance in surprise.

"Fine, I will let you pass."

Chen Fan smiled and didn't say a thing.

He had overheard the middle-aged man's words, and it amused him.

"…my lady, that girl in the white outfit is a Martial arts expert. She is much more powerful than our guards."

The middle-aged man must be an Internal Force user. Otherwise, he would never have recognized Yukishiro Sa's power. However, no internal force users were worth a damn to Chen Fan.

The Datuk looked away and put on her cold and aloof look back on her face. She seemed to be waiting for someone.

A couple of young men soon arrived in the room. They all looked like rich heirs, and one of them was white.

Based on their conversation, Chen Fan learned that these men and women were all from powerful families in Malaysia. The Datuk's name was Guo Nuannuan, and her father was an influential person in Malaysia of Chinese descent.

"Everyone is here; let's head out!"

The guide was a Malay in his forties. His name is Hassan.

Guo Nuannuan and the other traveler were well prepared. They packed sleeping bags, backpacks, food rations, tools, etc. However, Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa didn't pack anything, and the only extra stuff they had was the sword that strapped on Yukishiro Sa's back. They didn't look like travelers at all.

Hassan frowned a little but kept his concern to himself.

When he saw Yukishiro Sa, his concern seemed to have deepened.

The group shared a ride in Guo Nuannuan's private jet and arrived at the Island of Borneo. This private jet was Gulfstream G650 with a listing price of 50 million US dollars. The cost of gas alone was enough for Chen Fan to travel the world.

"Sister Guo, why did we let those two tag along?"

A few large burly men sat with Guo Nuannuan in the spacious business class seats.

"Just so, Sister Guo. We only need Uncle Xie and our guards, not dead weight." A handsome young man spoke up.

"They are all Chinese, so I thought I would help them out." Guo Nuannuan gracefully lifted a cup of coffee to her lips and said: "Plus, they are not dead weight. That girl just broke Seixal's arm."

"What?"

The few rich heirs were also taken aback by the revelation.

Seixal was the second strongest guard protecting Guo Nuannuan. He even helped Guo Nuannuan win a small fortune at the underground cage fights. How could such a docile girl defeat him?

Behind him, Uncle Xie lowered his head and said, "It's true. I wager that the young man is from a prominent family in China."

Uncle Xie was a Chinese man in his fifties. His tall frame towered before the group of youngsters and his palm was covered with thick and dark skin. A few guards looked at Uncle Xie with a great measure of respect.

"A great family clan in China?"

Everyone looked to the side and landed their surprised gazes on Chen Fan.

Try as they might, they couldn't find a single royal bone in the young man.

"The journey to the Valley of No Return was long; we have many many chances to test him."

Guo Nuannuan sipped her coffee, and a flicker of anger and shame flashed in her eyes.

The Gulfstream G650 soon landed at the City of Kuching. It was the capital city of the State of Sarawak. As soon as they were out of the plane, they were greeted by a group of powerful local gentry. They were here to welcome Datuk, and they thought Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa were both the Datuk's travel companions.

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Chapter 506 The Gathering of Grandmasters

After one night of resting at Kuching, the expedition into the jungles of Island of Borneo finally started.

The traveler could see people on the winding path from time to time at the beginning of the journey, but that soon changed as they traversed deeper into the forest. After a while, they were the only humans in the untamed wilderness. Meanwhile, the other travelers also became increasingly more suspicious of Chen Fan.

"Are you sure you don't need any supplies while traveling in the jungle?"

Curiosity besting caution, Guo Nuannuan asked.

"It's just a small patch of the jungle, no big deal." Chen Fan replied readily.

His offhand remark had rubbed everyone including Guo Nuannuan the wrong way. The jungle of Borneo was riddled with deadly critters as well as poisonous bugs. Only a fool would barge into the jungle without any preparation.

However, Uncle Xie gazed at the ancient sword strapped on the back of Yukishiro Sa thoughtfully.

When the sun reached the zenith of the sky, the group decided to rest for a while and make some lunch.

Even though Chen Fan could last half a month with one Spirit Pills, he decided to blend in with the group. So he went into the jungle with Yukishiro Sa and came back with a few wild rabbits.

Under everyone's envious eyes, Chen Fan skinned the rabbit and seasoned it with the many spices in the Dimension Altering Dharma Treasure and then put them over a fire to roast it. It wasn't long before the smell and sound of dripping grease came from under the crispy skin of the rabbit.

"My lady, I think these two are both experts of wilderness survival."

A bodyguard said quietly.

"That girl reminded me of something I have heard about in ancient sects in China. They say that some sects would send their disciples out into the world with nothing but a sword. As for that young man, I still can't get a number on him. He seems to be a Martial artist, but not exactly…" Uncle Xie furrowed his brows and said.

"Whatever, we will find out who they are once we reach the Valley of No Return."

Guo Nuannuan snorted.

The group set off deeper into the jungle once they were fully rested.

In the few days that followed, the travelers were shocked to find out that Chen Fan seems to be able to find wild animals anywhere. Every time he went out hunting, he returned with plump wild rabbits and wild chickens or fish the size of a torpedo.

It wasn't long before the defenses of the other travelers against the smell of fat and grease finally broke down.

"Hey bro, can I buy that rabbit from you for a hundred US dollars?" A gaunt young man called Huang Jin came over to Chen Fan and asked while gawking at a piece of rabbit haunch roasted to perfection.

"No."

Chen Fan refused him curtly.

"What about a thousand?" Huang Jin gritted his teeth and said."You can buy a hundred rabbits with that much money."

"I said no."

Chen Fan said impassively.

"You!"

Huang Jin rounded his eyes in anger. He shot a glare at Yukishiro Sa and managed to pull himself together. "Humph! The time will come when you need something from me."

He turned around and started off.

"What's going on, Old Huang? No deal?" Huang Jin's friends threw light-hearted banter at him.

"That guy is an idiot! He wouldn't sell it to me even after I offered him a thousand US dollars." Huang Jin said fervently: "Don't let them beg me for anything later, because they wouldn't get it!"

The relationship between Chen Fan and Guo Nuannuan's crew quickly deteriorated after the run-in. In the end, the two groups didn't even want to speak with each other, and they pitched their tents as far away from each other as possible during the night.

Chen Fan welcomed the change since he never liked to be asked so many questions.

"I think we are getting closer. It should be within three hundred kilometers at the most." Chen Fan produced a map and examined it carefully.

"Master, is there really going to be treasures of the Earth Level Deity? Is it going to be dangerous?" Yukishiro Sa was slightly concerned.

She simply couldn't comprehend the power of an Earth Level Deity since, for her, the Immortal State Warriors were already practically gods.

"Don't worry. Even if the Earth Level Deity was still alive, he wouldn't harm me, much less a dead one."

Chen Fan smiled proudly.

Suddenly, he looked away and focused his vision somewhere in the distance.

A few minutes later, Uncle Xie also pulled a taut face and ordered the group to stop moving.

"What is it?"

Even as Huang Jin asked apprehensively, the brush in front of them moved and a large tiger leaped out from behind. The tiger's fur was whiter than snow and it was at least five meters long. What shocked the travelers, even more, was the old man who sat on the back of the tiger.

"Lord Tiger God!"

Hassan hurried to drop his knees and planted his head in the dirt.

"We are from the Guo Family of Malaysia. Nice to meet you, Spirit King."

Uncle Xie bowed deeply while Guo Nuannuan and her companions turned into frozen statues. Huang Jin's legs shook uncontrollably and were about to give in.

"The heirs of the Guo Family. Very well, you may pass."

The scrawny old man's husky voice sounded jarringly sharp. He chuckled a little and then spurred the tiger to pounce forward into the thicket, and disappeared.

"Hew!"

Guo Nuannuan heaved a sigh of relief once the scrawny old man was gone. "Uncle Xie, isn't Spirit King one of the Four Greatest Gong Tau Masters in Southeast Asia?"

"He rides a white tiger and is as bony as a skeleton. That has to be him." Uncle Xie let out a wry smile.

"Spirit King, One-eyed Naga King were both Four Greatest Gong Tau Masters in Southeast Asia. They were both listed on the Dark Roll and dominated Southeast Asia heavy handedly. Spirit King was easily recognized by the Spirit Beast he rode and his ability to animate the dead. That was a close call, my lady."

"But, I thought that the Spirit King lived in Indonesia. Why is he here?" Someone asked in confusion.

"I think he is here for the Valley of No Return as well." Uncle Xie heaved a sigh and said: "Legend had it that there were unimaginable treasures buried in the valley. Over the last hundred years, many had tried to unearth the treasure, but they all paid the ultimate price in the end. I think Spirit King is heading that way as well."

Everyone was on high alert after their encounter with the Spirit King.

However, as they got closer to their destination, they met more and more Overlords on their way. They saw an old man standing on the back of a slithering snake, a middle-aged man in white outfit gliding across the sky while holding a sword and a burly overlord that was as big as a polar bear, just to name a few.

"Furious Bear Jass, Lin Tai from Japan, Ancient Muay Thai master, and Monk King from Vietnam…"

People started to realize that they were sharing the same path with many deadly warriors.

These Overlords had all reached Transcendent State and many of them were even on the Dark Roll. They usually kept to themselves, but now they flocked to the same location as Guo Nuannuan was heading. Anyone of them could slaughter the entire expedition team with ease.

"Nuannuan, maybe we should call it off. It's too dangerous."

Huang Jin wavered.

Guo Nuannuan cast a quick glance at Chen Fan and was immediately pricked by the nonchalance in his eyes. She gritted her teeth and said: "We must go one. We have already come this far. My family's name should protect us from getting harmed by these people."

"Fine then."

Huang Jin nodded reluctantly.

"Strange. Why are there so many people gathering at the Valley of No Return?"

Chen Fan raised his suspicion

The group finally arrived at the Valley of No Return after five days of travel.

"Hooo!"

Once they were past a small hill, the landscape suddenly opened up and revealed a large patch of empty land before them. The land was surrounded by a ring of small hills, forming a valley. White mists shrouded the space above the empty ground and blocked the view. Downpours that lasted less than a minute seemed to be happening everywhere and the guide also noticed that the campus has stopped working.

"This is it! The Valley of No Return!"

Guo Nuannuan's eyes lit up with elation.

"My lady, we have arrived. I think we should head back now."

Uncle Xie said with a heavy expression.

As its name suggests, once entering the Valley of No Return, it's almost impossible to get out. Uncle Xie was Guo Nuannuan's personal guard and therefore, making sure her safety was his top priority.

"No! We have come so far, we need to take a look inside."

Uncle Xie shook his head disapprovingly in reply.

"Valley of No Return?"

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and looked into the distance where the cloud-shrouded the mountains. Unknown to Guo Nuannuan, those were not ordinary mountains, instead, they were a part of a large Array.

The array formation had tapped into the Spirit Qi in its environment, just as the Green Dragon Grand Array did. Under normal circumstances, such defense would be impossible to penetrate for anyone below the Connate Spirit level. However, the array formation would reach it's the weakest state every twelve years.

"Hurry up! It's right up ahead."

An excited voice came up behind everyone.

They looked back and saw a middle-aged man wearing plain clothing that emerged from the jungle. His steps were swift and energetic, and his presence was overbearing and intimidating. There was a handsome young man walking abreast of him.

Guo Nuannuan's eyes lit up as soon as she saw them.

'Uncle Leng and Xiao Tong?"

"Isn't that Nuannuan?" The man in plain clothing was taken aback and then he put on scrawl."What are you doing here? It's too dangerous for you. Go home now."

"No, I will not, Uncle Leng. I just want to take a look inside. Will you take me in there, please?" Guo Nuannuan asked kittenishly as she cast coquettish glances at the handsome young man.

"What are we afraid of, dad. You are the most powerful Grandmaster in Malaysia."

The young man called Leng Tong put in.

"Fine, fine!" Leng Jianfeng said with a frown. "But you need to behave yourself. No sudden moves. All the overlords of Southeast Asia have gathered in the valley and many of them are mean bastards."

"Thank you, Uncle Leng!"

Guo Nuannuan beamed from side to side as she cast a glance to Chen Fan. Chen Fan's impassive expression didn't sit well with her.

Meanwhile, Chen Fan had focused his attention on the Valley of No Return. Already, he had registered the presence of many Overlords by the entrance of the valley.

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Chapter 507 That"s Him?

They looked at each other apprehensive, and no one dared to go in. These Overlords were from all over Southeast Asia. Some were from India, and some were from Japan and Korea. Many of them were rivals and nemesis, but the presence of many other Overlords had so far prevented any bloodshed from happening.

"The Valley of No Return is well known for its danger, hence its name. Are you sure you are going to enter?"

The Spirit King let out an ugly grin and asked.

"Hehe, don't pretend you don't know what is going on. We have gathered here because we all heard the news about the secret treasures of an Earth Level Deity."

A muscular Ancient Muay Thai fighter said coldly.

His words had taken everyone by surprise.

"You are right. I came here because I heard about the Earth Level Deity's treasure. However, I have no idea how this news got out. Why didn't the Immortal State Warriors take it already? Something is fishy about this."

The Spirit King said as greed flashed across his face.

At his level of attainment, nothing, except for reaching the Immortal State would interest him. The Spirit King didn't expect the treasure to help him become an Earth Level Deity, but he hoped that he could finally reach the Immortal State.

"I suspect that someone purposely leaked the news."

Someone said.

The speaker was standing on top of a giant python. He was also a Gong Tau master and was called Fire Snake Lord. He was also one of the greatest Gong Tau Masters, just like Spirit King and One-eyed Naga King.

"Spread the news, why?"

Everyone was shocked.

"A hook for all of you to come here.."

The Fire Snake Lord snorted.

"Whoever knew about this Earth Level Deity treasure must be a mighty figure if not an Immortal State Curmudgeon. It doesn't make sense that he would share the information with us unless he wants us to be here and use us."

The Ancient Muay Thai Master said.

Everyone nodded in agreement. No one, not even the president of a nation dared to mess with so many overlords at once.

"Someone else is here."

Spirit King recognized the newcomer and said: "That's Battle Tiger Leng Jianfeng from the Fury Fist Sect in Malaysia. Uh? He had brought the little girl from Guo Family with him. What is this? A school field trip?"

They scanned the crowd and realized that the rest of the new comers were all ordinary people, so they closed their eyes and turned their minds to their cultivation.

These Overlords were all smart enough to refrain from entering the Valley of No Return before anyone else did. The Valley of No Return was so deadly that even Grandmasters could lose their lives there if they didn't know what they were doing. However, even just outside of the valley where they gathered, the air was filled with Spirit Qi so the cultivators hurried to take advantage of this great opportunity of increasing their level of attainment.

Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa were at the rear of the group, so no one seemed to have noticed them.

"OMG! Spirit King, Fire Snake Lord, Ancient Muay Thai Master, Jass the Furious Bear, Ghost Hag… Other than the One-eyed Naga King, nearly all the other Gong Tau masters are here. "

Uncle Xie let out a gasp of cold air.

There were a dozen or so Overlords gathered outside of the valley. Some of them carried a sword that emanated belligerent energy; some of them were conniving and intimidating, and some were shrouded by poisonous mist. All of them were mighty figures that presided over Southeast Asia.

"Something big is happening."

Uncle Xie exclaimed in his mind.

Meanwhile, Guo Nuannuan and his friends were terrified by the scene. Huang Jin nearly peed his pants when he walked past the giant python.

"This is… scary!"

Huang Jin whimpered as his legs trembled.

Anyone of these dreadful men could kill him with one finger. Although Huang Jin was also from a renowned family in Malaysia, his family prestige couldn't offer him a shred of safety. The guards were on high alert and their faces were taut with fear and stress.

"Nuannuan, don't be afraid. I and my dad are here to protect you." Leng Tong turned around to offer some comfort to Guo Nuannuan, while his hand slowly moved toward Guo Nuannuan's.

"Thank you."

Guo Nuannuan squeezed out a smile and pulled her hand back further surreptitiously.

Leng Tong was slightly disappointed, but he didn't stop caring for the girl.

"Just like what I expected."

When they arrived at the entrance of the valley, they realized that the valley was huge in size and the hills around its perimeter were towering cliffs that were as tall as a few hundred meters. The entrance of the valley was blocked by a thick mist, and it was evident that many people had tried to get past the mist but failed

However, the Earth Level Deity's Array formation was almost laughable in Chen Fan's expert eyes. Chen Fan could cast an Array formation ten times more effective than this once he reached the Connate Spirit.

"Since we have already found the valley, I think we should give it a try now."

Chen Fan thought to himself.

He linked his hands behind his back and ambled his way to the mist and tested it with a finger.

He immediately felt a powerful rush of cold energy shoot through his body. Realizing that it was the force of the Dharma Array, Chen Fan quickly wiped it out of his system. Then, he reached out his Divine Will into the Dharma Array and started to understand the working mechanism of the Array Formation.

"Sister Guo, look!"

Chen Fan's strange behavior had caught everyone's attention. The crowd backed away from Chen Fan and created an empty space around him.

No one dared to approach Chen Fan, fearing that realization from the others. Guo Nuannuan and her friends also saw Chen Fan's audacious actions. One of the young men came with Guo Nuannuan under his breath.

"Courting death! He is going to disturb the Curmudgeons that are lurking in the valley. Even my father wouldn't be able to save him if that was the case."

Leng Tong shook his head and said.

Meanwhile, the color drained from Guo Nuannuan's face as she locked her gaze on Chen Fan, willing him to stop.

However, Chen Fan didn't seem to notice the hint and kept on probing the Dharma Array.

"Nuannuan, is he your friend? Tell him to get back here."

By then, even Leng Jianfeng had noticed Chen Fan's daring actions, and he was not very pleased.

Before Guo Nuannuan could shout out at Chen Fan and call him back, Fire Snake Lord snorted and said.

"Hey boy, what do you think you are doing?"

Chen Fan didn't reply and kept on working on the puzzle with his back facing everyone.

"Courting Death!"

Fire Snake Lord fumed as the giant python slithered toward Chen Fan.

The commotion had disturbed the other cultivator. They shook their heads when they saw the Fire Snake Lord was already on his way toward the insolent teenage boy.

Fire Snake Lord was one of the Four Greatest Gong Tau Masters in Southeast Asia. He was infamous for his thirst for blood. Rumor had it that he fed the giant python a living man every day. Therefore, his name was feared all over Southeast Asia.

"Xiao Tong, please help him. He came with me."

Guo Nuannuan furrowed her brows and pleaded.

"Dad!"

Leng Jianfeng looked to Leng Jianfeng helplessly.

"I will help out if it is your life in danger, Nunanuan. But he is but an ordinary man who I barely know. I don't want to get on the Fire Snake Lord's bad side because of a no-body."

Leng Jianfeng said calmly and indifferently.

As a grandmaster, he saw things slightly differently than ordinary people. There was no way that he would offend another Grandmaster for someone he didn't even know.

"Really? You can't save him?"

Guo Nuannuan said no.

Leng Jianfeng was unwavering, and he shook his head.

Guo Nuannuan heaved a sigh of resignation. Uncle Xie tried to comfort her and said: "My lady, it's his own fault. Don't feel bad about it, you have tried your best."

Meanwhile, Huang Jin let out a gloating grin and thought to himself:

"Little shit! You got what you deserve!"

People around Chen Fan either gloated at him or shook their heads with regret. However, Yukishiro Sa was unfazed by the development. She didn't look concerned at all about Chen Fan's impending doom.

Chen Fan finally turned around with a broad smile on his face when the Fire Snake Lord was only three meters away from him.

"Ah-ha! So it's a chained array. Array within an array. I see now!"

Chen Fan pulled back his Divine Will and noticed Fire Snake Lord. He asked lightheartedly:

"Were you calling me?"

By then, the giant python's gaping mouth was only a few feet away from Chen Fan. However, as soon as Fire Snake Lord saw Chen Fan's face, the giant snake stopped cold in its tracks as disbelief contorted the old man's face.

"Arrh!"

The old man cried in panic.

The jarring cry wrenched the minds of the other Overlords out of their cultivation. They looked toward the Fire Snake Lord with frowns and saw the old man had fallen from the back of the snake and shuffled himself back with his palms and feet as if trying to get away from something terrible.

"What is going on?"

Many overlords looked over the old man and saw a young man with refined features standing right in front of the python.

The young man was wearing a casual outfit and was of average height. He wore a warm smile on his face, making him look like a silly freshman in college. However, the Fire Snake Lord was so scared of him as if the young man was a devil reincarnate.

"Who is that?"

People were taken aback at first and then realization finally dawned upon them.

Under Guo Nuannuan's incredulous eyes, the Spirit King hopped off the White Tiger and hurried to Chen Fan and bowed.

"I am Nazzier from Indonesia. It is an honor to see you Lord Beixuan."

Spirit King's words revealed Chen Fan's identity to everyone. The Ghost Hag, Jass and many other Overlords scrambled to bow to Chen Fan with a great measure of deference.

Leng Jianfeng was confused at first, but after he heard the Spirit King's words, his body shivered and exclaimed:

"It's HIM!"

"Who is he?"

Guo Nuannuan and her friends watched as Leng Jianfeng came closer to Chen Fan and took a bow. "I am Leng Jianfeng from the Fury Fist Sect. Please forgive me for the late welcoming. We didn't know it was you, Immortal Master Chen. "

Fire Snake Lord had picked himself up from the ground and was begging for his life.

He kowtowed to Chen Fan and knocked the ground with his forehead until blood seeps out from under his skin. Guo Nuannuan and her friends were stunned by the development.

"What is going on?"

Guo Nuannuan turned around and looked at her guard.

Uncle Xie replied with a wry smile.

"I should have guessed it. A Chinese man whose last name is Chen and he traveled with a servant girl with a sword… Who else could it be other than Chen Beixuan?"

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Chapter 508 The Band of Enemies

Chen Beixuan?

The name didn't ring a bell for Guo Nuannuan or Huang Jin. They lived a normal life and had never crossed paths with Martial artists.

They knew the Spirit King and the Fire Snake Lord by their reputation. They were both mighty figures that had risen to fame many years ago, and by then, they were practically household names in Southeast Asia. Although he was much more powerful than those two, he lived too far away from Southeast Asia to have his name heard by the public.

"He is the one who defeated an entire nation?"

Leng Tong's face hardened. Shock and disbelief were written all over his face.

He was the heir of the Fury Fist Sect, son of Leng Jianfeng, therefore, he knew Chen Fan's name.

"Is he powerful? How does he compare with Uncle Leng?"

Guo Nuannuan furrowed her brows. A minute ago, she wanted to save Chen Fan's life, but there and then, Chen Fan's smug smile made her wish that someone could smack his face.

"He is much more powerful than my father. He is… a living legend."

Leng Tong grimaced.

His father had only reached the peak of Transcendent State, and couldn't even make it to the Dark Roll. He couldn't compare with Chen Fan.

"A living legend?"

Guo Nuannuan gaped at the young man in confusion. Huang Jin and the others also looked to Leng Tong with many questions in their minds.

"Have you ever heard of Dragon Hall?"

Leng Tong hesitated for a moment and then asked

Guo Nuannuan nodded. Dragon Hall was well known among the Chinese in Southeast Asia.

It was the power behind the creation of the Singapore, a city-state that belonged to people of Chinese descent. Their influence could be felt everywhere in Southeast Asia. The Guo Family was particularly close to the Dragon Hall. Guo Nuannuan's personal guard, Uncle Xie, was a member of the Dragon Hall.

"The Dragon Lord who had laid the foundation of Singapore we know now was also considered a living legend. The same also goes for the Ancestral Patriarch of the Hong Sect as well as the Grand Magus God of the Dark Witch Sect. However, just a few days ago, Chen Beixuan had killed the Grand Magus God. I had never thought that he would show up here at the Island of Borneo."

Leng Tong explained, shooking his head from time to time.

"Sthhh."

Everyone let out a gasp of cold air.

The Dragon Lord, Ancestral Patriarch of the Hong Sect and the Grand Magus God, they were all legendary fighters that lived only in people's memories. A hundred years ago, the Dragon Lord had created the city-state of Singapore, while the Grand Magus God took control over Myanmar and the Hong Sect spread all over the world. No one would have imagined that a young man such as Chen Fan could be even so much as compared with them, much less defeat them.

Neither Guo Nuannuan nor Huang Jin was willing to come to terms with the truth yet.

However, reality hit them hard once they saw the mighty figures of Southeast Asia kowtowed to Chen Fan with toady smiles on their faces. The Fire Snake Lord had shriveled into an old and frail man, scarcely able to even utter a word.

"So… so he was fooling us all the while! What a jerk!"

Guo Nuannuan locked her gaze on Chen Fan's face as she was overtaken by a fit of regret and shame.

Meanwhile, Chen Fan was looking into Fire Snake Lord's face with a warm smile. "Did you say that I was courting death?"

"No… no… nononono… I … I misspoke… I …. am sorry. I am so sorry. Please don't kill me."

Fire Snake Lord was scared shitless and hurried to kowtow to Chen Fan.

"Sthhh."

The giant python was agitated by its master's actions. It was a mindless beast and its protective instinct drove it to flare out its fangs and threw itself at Chen Fan,

"Clank!"

Guo Nuannuan gasped as she saw a brilliant azure light shoot out from Chen Fan's hand and severed the snake's head off.

"Donnn!"

The snake's head was the size of a barrel. It rolled to a stop on the ground, while its body is still withered and twisted. The vile beat that had terrorized Southeast Asia for years was killed by Chen Fan with ease.

The turn of the event had made the other Overlords lower their heads even more.

Half of Fire Snake Lord's fame rested in the terrifying beast. The python had swallowed a superpower fruit on the Island of Borneo and had since grown to a tremendous size. Its girth was as wide as a barrel and its scales were nearly indestructible. The python could take on any Grandmaster by itself. Leveraging the beast's incredible abilities, Fire Snake Lord had risen to power and became one of the Four Greatest Gong Tau Masters in Southeast Asia.

However, such a powerful beast couldn't even withstand one attack which Chen Fan delivered so lazily.

"Your snake tried to bite me. Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Chen Fan looked at Fire Snake Lord and asked lightly.

"No.. nothing! That… that good for nothing beast had brought it onto itself." Fire Snake Lord kowtowed as he swallowed the pain of losing his partner. However, nothing is more important than saving his own life right now.

"I am going in there, is there anyone who wants to stop me?"

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and scanned everyone around him.

Everyone kept their heads low and dared not to hold his gaze. Many dropped to their knees and said: "No, we will never stop you."

"The danger that guards the treasure inside the Valley of No Return is too great for all of us. Only Immortal Master Chen who reached the precipice of power and enlightenment is worthy to take up the challenge."

Leng Jianfeng cupped his fists and said.

"So you knew about the Earth Level Deity's treasure as well?"

Chen Fan's interest was piqued.

The Earth Level Deity's treasure was a well-kept secret and was known only to a handful of powerful Immortal State warriors. Even the Grand Elder of the Dark Witch Chapter knew only bits and pieces about the treasure. That begged the question as to how these Grandmasters learned about the secret. How did they know about the Earth Level Deity?

"The news about this place started to spread just a few days ago. By now, everyone has learned that there was great treasure here waiting to be discovered. That's why we are all here."

Leng Jianfeng and Spirit King exchanged a glance before Spirit King put in.

"Just a few days ago?"

Chen Fan was taken aback at first and then his face changed a little. "Someone must have spread it on purpose. They must want to attract me here as well."

Only a handful of Immortal State Warriors knew about the Earth Level Deity's treasure. So it was evident to Chen Fan that someone among those handful of Immortal State Warriors wanted to lure him to this location. It wasn't long before Chen Fan realized who the real culprit was.

"Haha. Chen Beixuan, you finally showed up!"

A shaft of white mist rose from the jungle into the sky, then it turned around and descended to the ground. Inside the mist was a white-haired elder in a white outfit.

The old man hovered above the ground and was shrouded by flowing mists, making him look like a sage.

"An Immortal State Cultivator?"

The turn of events knocked people to the floor.

Two living legends showed up on the Island of Borneo at the same time. This had never happened before. The energy rippled about the old man was unmistakably transcendental and was a sure sign of the old man's Immortal State level of attainment. Those who had recognized the old man murmured to each other.

"He is the Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect. I thought he died ten years ago."

"Ancestral Patriarch of the Hong Sect?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

Chen Fan could not only see through the cloud of mist, but he could also gauge the power of the old man very accurately. He reckoned that the old man was at most the mid-stage of Immortal State, which would put his power somewhere in between Oleg and the Grand Magus God.

"You are brave to come to me alone. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you here and now?"

Chen Fan asked with a grin.

"Chen Beixuan, I know you killed Galdan, Oleg and the Grand Magus God and I truly think that you are as powerful as Ye Qincang and Lin Shuming during their prime. So I am not that foolish to fight against you one on one."

The Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect pulled a taut face and said sternly.

"There are more Immortal State cultivators?"

People were shocked by the revelation.

They simply couldn't fathom what the fight would look like with three Immortal State Warriors.

Then the crowd heard a whir in the distant sky. They looked up and saw a helicopter. As the helicopter descended, people saw a sign on the door of the helicopter showing a golden lion. Then the door was open, and a man with azure outfit emerged from within.

"That's a chopper from Singapore's special forces. I think that man is a top dog in Singapore."

Huang Jin murmured quietly.

"Brother Xie, you are late." The Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect's voice boomed.

"I had to visit a few of my friends on my way here. I don't think I missed much, did I?" The man answered and then jumped out of the helicopter.

The man in azure outfit seemed to be walking on invisible stairs as he descended to the ground. His features were well defined with a little bit salt and pepper in his long hair for good measure. He looked like a well-learned Chinese esotericism scholar.

"Your honor, I am your humble descendant, Xie Jintang."

Uncle Xie who had been standing quietly behind Guo Nuannuan hurried to drop his knees and announced, almost crying: "I am so happy to see you in person during my lifetime."

"Silly boy, get up now."

The man in an azure outfit said.

"He is the Dragon Lord of the Dragon Hall?"

Everyone let out a gasp of cold air.

Compared to the Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect and Chen Beixuan, the Dragon Lord was much more famous in Southeast Asia. Millions of Chinese people in Southeast Asia looked up to the Dragon Hall as their protector and an example of solidarity. The Dragon Hall was one of the key founders of the city-state, Singapore.

In the end, it was the Dragon Lord who had brought Malaysia to heel and agreed to cede part of its land to Singapore.

He was the stuff of legends who deserved an entire chapter on the history book.

"Mid-stage of Immortal State. You are slightly stronger than the last one." Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and said. Then he shook his head. "But the two of you are still no match against me."

The energy around the Dragon Lord was observably stronger than that of the Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect. Chen Fan wagered that he was not far from the late-stage of Immortal State.

"What about me?"

Before Chen Fan finished his words, a blade aura lanced up in the distance and a scholarly man with a sword strapped on his back appeared before everyone.

"The third Immortal State Warrior?"

By now, people started to feel numb to the shocking developments.

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Chapter 509 Surrounded By Opponents

They are all Immortal State Warriors!

It was unthinkable.

It has been a few decades since the last time Immortal State Warriors showed up in the world. However, four of them showed up at the same time right before their eyes. If this news got out, the world would be shocked.

The Overlords from Southeast Asia gaped at the development and trembled in disbelief.

"It… it really is a trap!" Fire Snake Lord knelt on the ground and murmured. "We are nothing but cannon fodder. They spread the information about the treasure to lure Chen Beixuan here."

Meanwhile, Guo Nuannuan and Huang Jin were shaken to the core.

"He descended from the sky just like how it was described in legends." Guo Nuannuan shivered, struggling to stand still.

As for Huang Jin, he was also shocked beyond belief. The other guards and young heirs of Malaysia all dropped to their knees while calling Chen Fan sage. Even Leng Tong was overtaken by fear and started to tremble uncontrollably.

These men and women were nothing but insects before Immortal State Warriors.

"Lin Shuming?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and examined the scholarly man.

Chen Fan found it hard to believe that this man was the most powerful man in China a hundred years ago. The energy in him suggested that he had reached only the early stage of the Immortal State, and was much weaker than the Dragon Lord and Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect. Chen Fan had expected Lin Shuming to have reached at least mid-stage of Immortal State.

"Not even Ye Qincang was my family lord's worthy opponent, much less you. Over the years, his honor had such gained godly power that your little tricks simply couldn't compare"

The scholarly man said proudly.

"Me and my sword will be enough to do away with you."

He was not Lin Shuming?

The crowd was taken by surprise. They were shocked to learn that there were two Immortal State warriors in the Lin Family of Southeastern China.

Hong Sect and Dragon Hall each had one Immortal State Warrior and they were able to become a dominant power because of it. But the Lin Family had two Immortal State Warriors, if not more. No wonder they were considered the most powerful family in China. Even Ye Qincang could only force them into seclusion but couldn't wipe them out completely.

"Sword Bearer, you are late." The Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect said curtly.

"I had to get rid of a few nuisance before they started to bother my lord." The scholarly man said lightly.

He had brushed off the havoc he had just wreaked. News quickly spread across the entire southeastern China: A Sword Immortal suddenly emerged from the Lin Family of Southeastern China killed two Grandmasters in a row and quickly consolidated the Lin Family's power in the region, restoring smaller factions' confidence in the Lin Family of Southeastern China.

"Chen Beixuan, the Earth Level Deity's treasure is right in there. If you swear not to ever cross the Hong Sect, Dragon Hall and Lin Family, we will let you live."

The scholarly man said condescendingly.

"Or else, we will have to teach you a lesson."

The Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect hissed.

The tense situation scared many Overlords. They looked at Chen Fan expectantly.

It might have been the first time ever that three Immortal State Warriors joined forces. Chen Fan had proven his might by killing the Grand Magus God, but would he really be able to defeat three Immortal State Warriors at once?

"Chen Beixuan is in big trouble. They have set up this trap just for him."

"Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect, Dragon Lord and the Sword Immortal of the Lin Family were all renowned warriors who had lived over a hundred years. Although Lin Shuming was absent, his Sword Bearer was not a pushover either."

"Tut, tut… you shouldn't have forced me to my knees and killed my beloved pet snake. Karma, bitch!"

Fire Snake Lord thought to himself vengefully as his eyes lit up by anger.

"I understand why Hong Sect and Lin Family are here since I had a run-in with both of them in the past. But I wonder what is the Dragon Hall doing here?"

Chen Fan landed his gaze on the man with the azure outfit.

"I can't turn down my old friend's request." Dragon Lord said plainly. "Plus, you are too strong for us to allow you to exist. You killed Grand Magus God, but it could have been one of the members of the Dragon Hall as well. If we don't do away with you now, you might become another Ye Qincang."

"You are too strong."

The man in the azure outfit had made his motivation blatantly clear.

He had joined his friends' mission of killing Chen Fan because he feared that he might become the next Grand Magus God.

"Very well."

Chen Beixuan smiled broadly without any hint of fear. He then said: "You think the three of you can bring me down? Think again. I will let your death be a message to the rest of the world."

Chen Fan's words scared his listeners.

"Nonsense."

Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect flung back at him.

"He has no idea what he is talking about."

Dragon Lord also pulled a taut face.

"I shall bath my sword in your blood!"

The scholarly man shouted and unsheathed his sword.

Suddenly, three-plus of belligerent energy shot up into the sky and filled up the entire valley. Even the White Tiger of the Tiger God had lowered its head in fear of the deadly forces.

"Shit, pull back!"

Many Overlords registered danger and backed away.

"Let's get out of here. We will be ripped apart by rouge energy when the four of them are at each other's throat." Leng Jianfeng said with a solemn face.

Huang Jin and the others were stupefied by the development. They scrambled to get out of the valley, tripping and falling a few times.

Guo Nuannuan managed to remain calm and before she left, she cast a concerned glance at Chen Fan and asked: "Uncle Leng, do you think he will be ok?"

Leng Jianfeng thought about it for a second and shook his head.

"However powerful Chen Beixuan is, he is no match against the combined force of three Immortal State Warriors. Not even the most powerful man in the world could survive such powerful foes."

It was clear that Leng Jianfeng's money was not on Chen Fan.

Guo Nuannuan was suddenly overtaken by a pang of anxiety.

She was a strong-minded girl with a kind heart. When Chen Fan had the advantage over his opponent, she wished someone would have slapped Chen Fan's smug face; but when Chen Fan's life was really in danger, she suddenly became worried for him.

"Stay safe."

Guo Nuannuan looked back at Chen Fan from time to time as she started off.

"Xiao Xue, leave with them. I will come to find you once I am done dealing with these three."

Chen Fan said lightly.

"Yes, master."

Yukishiro Sa bowed and left. She was very confident in Chen Fan's ability to win the fight.

The three Immortal State Warriors considered themselves above Yukishiro Sa, so they didn't care if the girl got away for now. However, the scholarly man heaved a sigh and said: "I can see the Sword Immortal in her. What a pity, she could have been another Immortal State Cultivator."

Everyone knew what the scholarly man was pitying.

Meanwhile, the three Immortal State Warriors kept on charging up their energy. As the ripple of energy got more intense, they disturbed the air and formed cyclones. The three Immortal State Warriors were at the center of the whirlwind. As the cyclones formed, they started to draw the Primordial Essence from nature and channeled them into the cyclones.

The three of them stood in a row, encircling Chen Fan in the middle.

Chen Fan stood still like an unwavering tower while the three Immortal State Warriors tried all they could to push and pull with the powerful waves of energy. Try as they might, the tumultuous energy couldn't affect Chen Fan in the slightest. The current of the belligerent force seemed to have come to a halt as soon as it was near Chen Fan.

"Chen Beixuan, you should feel honored to be the second person who has taken on three of us at once."

Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect said slowly.

"Oh?" Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and cracked a cold smile: "I might as well finish his job for him and kill all of you today."

Chen Fan took a step forward.

While under pressure from all three sides, his life should have been hanging by a thread. No one in his situation would make an unnecessary move that could bring the ire of the three deadly warriors. However, Chen Fan had outright ignored the threat and walked forward.

"Shit!"

As soon as Chen Fan landed his foot on the ground, the faces of all three Immortal State Warriors suddenly changed.

They registered that Chen Fan's foot had landed right at the weakest point on the web of energy they have weaved around Chen Fan. The pressure exerted by Chen Fan threatened to tear the web apart, and forced his opponents to the defensive position.

"We won't hold out long. We need to stop him."

The scholarly man shouted in a hurry.

"KOM!"

The Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect attacked first.

Everyone watched as a plume of white mist in the shape of a palm appeared in the sky. The palm was only a few centimeters in size, but once it quickly grew in size and became a few dozen meters in length. It was so powerful that it could crush a vehicle with ease.

"Hand of Rolling Cloud."

Some of the onlookers who had recognized the move exclaimed.

This was the secret art of Hong Sect and had inspired other arts such as the Thousand Trickeries, and the Cloud Hand. Rumor had it that the founder of the Hong Sect had used this attack to destroy an entire mountain.

"Sigh"

The man in azure outfit heaved a sigh and produced a jade flute.

The flute was made out of a piece of unmarred Jade stone. As the man blew into the flute, the sound waves took the corporeal forms of countless knives that shot at Chen Fan from all directions.

The Dragon Lord turned out to be a rare user of soundwave attacks.

As the sound wave carried the knives forward, cold light ran down from the bodies of the knives.

"Clank!"

In the end, the scholarly man also attacked.

The Sword Bearer of the Lin Family unsheathed the sword backhandedly.

Suddenly, a crack of lightning shot up into the sky and then plummeted down at Chen Fan. Even Yukishiro Sa was shocked by the intensity of the blade aura.

The plan to kill Chen Fan was finally set in motion.

The three of them attacked at once, trying to keep the battle short and deadly.

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Chapter 510 Lay Them Low With One Strike

The three Immortal State Warriors attached at the same time.

The combined force of the three could have turned the world upside down.

The Overlords of Southeast Asia were seized by fear when they peeked at the development from afar.

Leng Jianfeng was a Grandmaster in Malaysia, and his ability to crush a large boulder with his bare fist had impressed many people around him. However, the Immortal State Warriors' attacks packed such unimaginable force that they could turn Leng Jianfeng into a pulp in mere seconds.

"So this is the power of Immortal State Warriors!"

Ghost Hag exclaimed.

"They are far from the real power of the Immortal State. Back in the days, only the top three on the Divine Roll were considered real Overlords. These three had ranked below ten on the old Divine Roll, so they were a far cry from the real deal."

Spirit King snorted.

However, his eyes were lit up with a wistful light.

He had been stuck at the Transcendent State for a few decades. At his level, his only goal in life was to reach the Immortal State. Otherwise, he would not make it all the way to the forsaken jungle in the heart of the Island of Borneo.

"Incredible! That little shit is dead!"

Huang Jin exclaimed.

Even from a few hundred meters away, Huang Jin couldn't help but feel afraid when he saw the deadly blade aura and energy palms. However, The promise of Chen Fan's downfall made him lighthearted despite the fear.

"Bang!"

The Cloud Hand was getting bigger; the sound wave was inching closer and the Blade Aura gained more intensity.

Chen Fan finally attacked.

He punched out a fist, pouring out a tsunami of True Essence. The True Essence rolled into a bundle of energy with the shape of a fist. This fist was translucent but solid at the same time, and it landed squarely on the silvery Blade Aura that slithered toward him.

"Donnn!"

Chen Fan's punch came from the most unexpected angle but looked natural and smooth nonetheless.

Although Chen Fan's movement was direct if not plain, the fist had landed the weakest point on the scintillating blade aura. The deadly blade aura suddenly shivered into a thousand pieces.

"Where did you learn to use a sword? It's laughable."

Chen Fan said derisively.

The scholarly man pulled back in a hurry. The development had taken the wind out of him.

He had unleashed his most prized technique, but his opponent had pinpointed its weakness right away and countered his attack. The Sword Bearer doubted that even his master could have pulled it off. How powerful was Chen Fan? What kind of Martial Arts or Dharma Arts did he know? The man's mind raced as he lamented his loss.

Right after he had warded off the Sword Bearer's attack, Chen Fan extended out two fingers and sliced the air open.

"Kacha!"

A three-meter long azure blade aura appeared in the thin air.

The blade aura was as thin as a thread and it landed squarely on the Cloud Hand.

By then, the Cloud Hand had increased to the size of a house.

It was the Hand of Rolling Cloud from the Hong Sect and was considered the only art in the mortal world that could rival its immortal counterparts.

Only one percent of the energy came from the cultivator, while the rest were drawn from Heaven and Earth. Hong Sect had claimed the leadership among the three most powerful sects in China using this art. Such was the deadliness of the Cloud Hand, that even the Grand Magus God would be reluctant to get near it.

"Kill!"

However, Chen Fan was unfazed, as he doubled down on his attack.

The azure Blade Qi sliced right through the Cloud Hand, opening it up from the middle and unshackling the immense Essence Qi within it. The sudden release of Essence Qi caused a terrible explosion that sent an Essence Qi shock wave.

"It's a big worthless practice target."

Chen Fan remarked.

The Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect pulled a dark face as his eyes dimmed.

Chen Fan opened his mouth and let out a booming voice to counter the last attack: the sound wave blades.

"Arrrr!"

The din sounded then thunder cracked at the same time.

The sound had folded the air, turning it into liquid.

As the sound wave rushed out, it shook and churned the clouds above the Valley of No Return. Even onlookers who were sheltered by the thick jungle could feel a wild gale rushing at their face. The wind had pressed on top of the trees around them, bending their trunks.

"Kacha, Kacha."

The countless blade has shivered into pieces upon contact with Chen Fan's booming voice. They were as fragile as tofu before Chen Fan's deadly attack.

"Interesting, I like it."

Once Chen Fan's roar had subsided, he gave the man in azure outfit an approving nod.

The onlookers were rendered speechless.

Chen Fan had countered the deadly attack of three Immortal State Warriors with three simple moves. Worse, the nonchalant way he commented on his opponent's moves meant that he had only used a fraction of his power.

"Sthhh."

Everyone let out a gasp of cold air.

"Why is Chen Beixuan so powerful? Could it be that he had already reached the peak of the Immortal State?" Ghost Hag murmured.

The Spirit King's mind raced as he tried to process the situation while the Fire Snake Lord bad-mouthed Chen Fan out of frustration.

Leng Jianfeng had used his Four Righteousness Qi to protect Guo Nuannuan and her travel companions, otherwise, they would have already been killed by the shock waves.

The Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect, Dragon Lord and the Sword Bearer of the Lin Family stood outside of the Valley of No Return and looked troubled.

They thought they had been cautious and played safe by attacking Chen Fan together, but Chen Fan's might had still caught them off guard. Sword Bearer was the weakest of the three, and he was winded by Chen Fan's counter-attack.

"Chen Beixuan, we underestimated you. I think your power is on par with Ye Qincang." Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect said heavily.

"Regardless, you need to abide by the non-aggression pact."

The Sword Bearer said impassively.

Chen Fan didn't waste his energy on talking, so he started an art and tapped into the Lightning Element Essence Qi around him.

Countless tendrils of electricity zig-zagged across the valley and converged around Chen Fan. The energy churned the clouds in the sky and turned them into dark clouds of flashes of lightning hidden within. A storm was on its way.

The Essence Qi formed countless cracking lightning in Chen Fan's palm.

Blue fingers of electricity shot out from Chen Fan and spilled out a was of blue light, painting Chen Fan's face with the color of the thunder god.

"Let's fight then."

The man in the azure outfit heaved a sigh.

The three of them focused their attention on the young man. They knew that this battle had reached a point of no return. All the while, they couldn't get over how much this young man had reminded them of someone else.

"He is charging up a deadly spell, don't let him succeed."

The Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect shouted out a warning.

His body flickered and turned into seven illusions that charged at Chen Fan from all directions.

Each illusion form used a different kind of martial arts: Xing Yi Fist, Eight Trigrams Fist, Tai Chi Fist… He threw all seven Martial arts he had mastered at Chen Fan. So proficient was his skills in other sect's techniques, that even the Grandmasters of those sects would pale in comparison.

In the end, all these seven attacks merged into one in the form of an Energy Palm strike.

The palm has the color of white jade, and it drifted across the sky, churning the clouds as it dove down on Chen Fan with the weight of a mountain.

"Thousand Illusions of Rolling Cloud"

Among all of the deadly arts in the Hong Sect, the most potent one would allow the user to combine thirteen different kinds of Martial arts techniques to create a devastating attack. The founder of the Hong Sect had used this art while he fought against the Great Magus of the Dark Witch Sect.

"Sthhh."

The man in azure outfit blew into the flute again and made a high pitch screech. Suddenly a gust of energy came up around him, puffing up his large sleeves as a five-meter long sound blade appeared as if from nowhere.

This unique blade was made out of condensed air that moved like fingers. It's sharp edge reciprocated back and forth like a saw. It was sharp enough to slice open an armored vehicle.

"Shu!"

The sound blade whizzed across the sky and plunged into Chen Fan.

The Sword Bearer's face flushed red and the light grew brighter in his eyes as he charged up his energy. He brought the sword over his head with both hands, and hacked down with abandon.

"Kacha!"

A flash of lightning nearly blinded everyone.

This Blade Aura was over four meters long and it's cold light illuminated the entire Valley of No Return. It swam around, bending and twisting its body as it went.

"Sword Reining Art of the Lin Family: Sword of the Swimming Dragon "

The second round of attack was much more potent than the last one. It pushed and pulled the Essence Qi in the valley, creating heavy pressure on the onlookers' chests.

However, Chen Fan was unfazed by it all.

Without even casting a glance at his attackers, he made a few hand signs and shot out both arms. Suddenly, a crackling lightning ball appeared in between his palms, and one could vaguely see a Talisman Inscription hidden inside the ball of energy.

Chen Fan didn't look up until the three attacks were only a dozen meters away from him.

"Art of Thousand Thunders!"

Chen Fan shouted and lifted up the lightning ball with both hands.

The lighting ball crackled as it transformed into the shape of a blade. The Talisman Inscription also surfaced from within the ball of energy to the body of the blade. These talisman Inscriptions were as ancient as the first flash of lightning that landed on earth. It gave the blade the power to command all the flashes of lightning that had fallen and will fall into this world.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, countless explosions erupted in the sky as a dozen or so sizzling lightning bolts slammed down to earth. These deadly lightning bolts covered a huge swath of land.

Each and every one of the crackling chains of lightning was as thick as a human's thigh. They struck the ground relentlessly and outright pulverized whatever it landed on.

"Puuth!"

Under everyone's shocking glare, the overbearing Cloud Hand was shattered as the Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect scrambled to get out of harm's way. The Sword Bearer was stricken by one of the lightning bolts and passed out immediately.

The Dragon Lord was the only person who was unharmed by the downpour of lightning. However, his sound blades were all but destroyed before they could reach their target.

The valley suddenly became pin-drop quiet.

Everyone gaped at Chen Fan in utter disbelief.

Chen Fan had defeated three Immortal State Warriors all by himself!

That was unbelievable!

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Chapter 511 Killing An Immortal State Warrior

Immortal State Warriors were powerful cultivators who could dominate an entire nation. Although Myanmar and Malaysia were small nations compared to the United States, or France, they were a formidable nation in their own right.

However, Chen Fan had defeated three Immortal State Warriors in a row right before everyone's naked eyes.

This was unheard of.

The thunder he summoned was a particularly terrifying sight for the Gong Tau Masters since their Magus curses had made them vulnerable to the power of lightning.

"What a shame."

Despite Chen Fan's victory, he heaved a sigh and put away the Thunder Talisman.

The Art of Thousand Thunders was among the most potent Qi Refinement Stage spells. It covered a swath of land as big as seven football fields. It was almost as powerful as the Fuel Air Explosive.

The Fuel Air Explosive Bomb was the most powerful category of bombs right next to nuclear bombs. The Father of All Bomb that Russia dropped in the Warg Valley had taught Chen Fan a hard lesson. He wagered that the three Immortal State Warriors wouldn't last more than ten seconds if a Fuel Air Explosive Bomb attacked them.

"If I could reach Connate Spirit Level or Divine Sea, the Art of Thousand Thunders should be as powerful as the Fuel Air Explosive Bomb. But now I am only at early-stage of the Divine Sea, so the attack was slightly less potent than it could have been."

Chen Fan thought to himself.

Lo and behold, the Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect He backed away as he yelled at the top of his lungs without any signs of being winded by the attack. The Sword Bearer of the Lin Family also picked himself up and quickly gathered himself. Other than a hint of blood around the corner of his mouth, there was no sign of injury.

"Thunder art?"

The man in azure outfit raised an eyebrow and asked: "Do you know Master Yao Daoyi of Heavenly Master Sect?"

The Heavenly Master Sect used to be the figurehead among all sects in China and was well known for its usage of Thunder Arts. Chen Fan had heard people mentioning a mighty Heavenly Master who banished evil from China many years ago, but he didn't know that his name was Yao Daoyi.

"I don't know him."

"Oh?" Chen Fan flicked a finger and said lightly.

The man in the azure outfit looked at the other two in shock and disbelief.

The Thunder Art was a potent art passed down generations at the Heavenly Master Sect. Chen Fan had just used the Thunder Art that was not any less powerful than that of Yao Daoyi. Yet, he claimed that he didn't even know Yao Daoyi.

"Stop wasting breath with him. Let's do it now. It's either him or us today."

The Sword Bearer of Lin Family grunted.

"They still have more powerful tricks?"

Chen Fan's interest was piqued.

He could sense that all three of them had given all they had, and they wouldn't increase their power without burning their vitality just as Galdan did. All three of them were over a hundred years old and didn't have much vitality left.

"They really want me dead."

Chen Fan thought to himself. He wouldn't let them live anyways, even if they tried to escape. The three Immortal State Warriors were like a ticking bomb that could blow up at any time, causing harm to his family and friends. If Chen Fan didn't get the rights to them now, he might have to remain by his parent's side to defend them.

"Huuu!"

To Chen Fan's surprise, the three grunted at the same time and merged their energy together. Their combined force was much more powerful than the sum of its parts. It loomed over the entire valley and filled up space between the earth and the firmament.

"Combined Attack?"

Chen Fan was taken aback.

"I was just curious as to what kind of killing blow you have. I didn't expect it to be such primitive child's play."

Despite his words, Chen Fan's face darkened a little.

Although the combined attack was crude and simple; it could be extremely deadly. After all, all three of them were Immortal State. Therefore, the combined might of the three was five to six times more potent than a normal Immortal State Warrior.

Meanwhile, Chen Fan's True Essence was a few times stronger than that of an early-stage Immortal State cultivation.

However, a cultivator's power was much more complicated to estimate than just adding the numbers. Chen Fan has the Azure Thearch Longevity Body, Divine Powers, and the Sword of Essense Restoring. In addition, Chen Fan's True Essence was much more condensed and powerful than the ordinary counterpart. In a real battle, even the combined strength of ten Immortal State Warriors could not bring down Chen Fan.

"Donnn!"

Chen Fan decided to take the initiative and attacked first.

He had given up the spells that required a long time to prepare and hurled a punch directly at his opponent. Waves of powerful Essence Qi burst out from the scintillating Fist Aura and lit up the entire valley.

"Sword Attack!"

The Sword Bearer of the Lin Family greeted Chen Fan with a powerful hack.

He had doubled down on his attack and let the Blade Aura surge to over twenty meters long. The Blade Aura lanced out like a silvery shaft and collided with Chen Fan's Fist Aura.

"Bang!"

Qi Energy burst out from the point of impact, forming a shock wave that rippled out in all directions. It shook the high cliffs that surrounded the valley, knocking down a few loose rocks.

Chen Fan's body shivered a little before he steadied himself.

His opponents were winded by the exchange of blows, but they didn't back away.

Meanwhile, they were shocked by Chen Fan's display of power.

"Our combined attack packed as much force to bring down five Immortal State Warriors. But Chen Beixuan gained the upper hand in the last exchange of blows all by himself. How did he achieve such powerful True Energy?"

Before they could find out an answer, Chen Fan let out a peal of laughter.

"Come again!"

Suddenly, a flurry of Fist Qi flew toward the three Immortal State Cultivators.

Chen Fan unleashed many arts at once: Naga's Transformation, Mountain River Cut, Azure Wood Qi Blade.

He executed these Divine Spell with smooth movement that flows naturally and readily. Suddenly, Qi Energy of different spells painted the sky many different colors, as a cacophony of rumbling, clashing, and thudding came up among the clouds. The three Immortal state warriors were forced to a defensive position from the beginning.

The longer they held out, the more terrified they became.

Chen Fan seemed to have an unlimited amount of energy at his disposal.

Chen Fan was able to counter whatever killing blow or the secret art they had hurled against them.

"Which sect is he from? Why is he so powerful?"

The Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect blocked an azure Blade Auras using the Hand of Rolling Cloud. But the impact had winded him.

"Wheel of Sun and Moon!"

Chen Fan unleashed fourteen Fist Qi attacks at the same time, and weakened his opponent's defense. Then he flew back a little.

He straightened his back and crossed his arms in front of his chest, forming a Fist Seal.

"Boom!"

There was a deep rumbling sound somewhere in the distance, and then the firmament started to rotate around the earth, changing from day to night and back today in a matter of seconds. When everything finally settled down, a blazing golden bird and a silvery moon rabbit appeared behind Chen Fan.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, Chen Fan had summoned a sun and a moon in the sky. Adding the sun that was already there, three celestial bodies were hanging in the sky, painting a surreal picture.

"This must be an art of unimaginable power."

Leng Jianfeng tutted.

Even Guo Nuannuan, who had been keeping calm, gasped in surprise. Chen Fan no longer looked like a Martial Artist. He was the stuff of legends: sage, immortal, and god, just to name a few.

"So this is the true power of an Immortal State Warrior."

Leng Tong exclaimed in his mind.

"Be careful, that's the same move he used to kill Takemiya Hiro."

Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The three of them attacked at once, trying to stop Chen Fan before he could complete the art. They hurled Blade Qi, Palm Qi, and Sound Blades at Chen Fan from all directions of the area. Each one of the attacks was able to kill a Transcendent Grandmaster easily.

However, as these attacks landed on Chen Fan, they simply disappeared, as if they were swallowed by the sea of energy floating about Chen Fan.

"Arise!"

The Sword Bearer of Lin Family doubled down on his attack and started to tap into his vitality.

His face flushed red as his dark silky hair lost its luster and turned pale and grey. As his appearance deteriorated, his power surged and quickly reached the peak level of Immortal State.

"Art of Blood Sword!"

A brilliant Blade Aura slowly seeped out from the long blade in his hand.

Three meters, four, five.

The size of the Blade Aura multiplied as Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect, and Dragon Lord also poured their energy into the blade. In a blink, it had turned into the size of a snarling Naga.

"Puuth!"

The Sword Bearer sprayed the blade with a mouthful of his own blood.

"Kaboom!"

The Blade Aura grew to thirty meters in length. There was a crimson undertone in its silvery glow. It looked just like the blade wielded by the legendary Asura who sought enlightenment in the sea of torment.

The sight of the deadly blade stultified all the onlookers, and made them gasp.

"Go"

The scholarly man shouted and let go of the blade. The Blade Aura soared into the sky like a furious blood dragon and reached a few hundred meters above the ground before it swooped down on Chen Fan.

The power in the blade was on par with the attack that Chen Fan used to slay the Grand Magus God. Therefore, even Chen Fan had to keep his guard up and counter it with caution.

"Wheel of Sun and Moon!"

Chen Fan had finally ready to unleash the art.

With the sun in one hand and the moon in the other, Chen Fan folded his palms, driving the apparition of the sun and the moon closer until they were melted into each other, forming a fist seal of two energies that rotated around each other. Suddenly, a shaft of intense light pierced out from the fist seal and shot into the sky.

The shaft expended its width as it reached the sky, and then it plunged right into the three Immortal State Warriors. The Sword Bearer had already forsaken his defense. He locked his gaze on Chen Fan, smiling, waiting for his death.

By then, the crimson Blade Aura was already right in front of Chen Fan, while Chen Fan's attack was still on its way toward its target.

"I wonder what you would do?"

Despite the waning vitality, the Sword Bearer of Lin Family wore a smile on his face. He knew that his attack would land on Chen Fan first, and as soon as Chen Fan chose to dodge, Chen Fan's attack would abate quickly after.

However, to his surprise, Chen Fan had not moved an inch and let the strike land squarely on his shoulder.

"What? Why didn't you move away?"

The Sword Bearer rounded his eyes in disbelief as Chen Fan's fist aura plunged through his chest and exited from his back.

Chen Fan had killed the Lin Family's Sword Bear, an Immortal State Warrior with one punch!

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"Boom!"

The shaft of light with silver and crimson bands pierced through the Sword Bearer's chest and rammed into the cliff face, leaving a three-meter deep hollow cave in the rugged cliff.

All the while, the Sword Bearer of the Lin Family wore a shocked expression on his face.

The Immortal State Warriors were able to project their souls out and live without their mortal coil. Therefore, the Sword Bearer was still alive even after being dealt a deadly blow. However, he was not an expert in Divine Soul Projection, so his Divine Soul wouldn't last long outside of his body.

"Why didn't you evade? Aren't you afraid of death?"

The Divine Soul of the Sword Bearer glared at Chen Fan incredulously. He was confident that his attack could have killed any Immortal State Warrior in the world, so he wondered what made Chen Fan so confident as to take the brunt of the attack.

"Donnn!"

Even as he thought so, the crimson Blade Aura landed squarely on Chen Fan's left shoulder.

The attack had cracked open Chen Fan's powerful Arcane Energy Bulwark and landed on Chen Fan's shoulder. Chen Fan's body flickered a little and as the blade cut through the fabric of the black robe, exposing Chen Fan's skin. So powerful was Chen Fan's Azure Thearch Longevity Body that it had stopped the crimson blade aura cold in its tracks.

However, the crimson blade aura was just the beginning.

"Shu!"

A wash of silvery glow shot out from the fading Blade Qi.

The silvery light was the blade of the Lin Family's Sword Bearer.

It was made entirely out of arcane steel, and its hilt had an intricate design that looked like feathers covered with a web of blood vessels. Two words were engraved on the hilt that read: "Feathered Wing."

If any Daoist cultivator saw this sword, they might have exclaimed its name out loud: "The Art of Blood Sword!"

This was a legendary Art of Sword Reigning that infused the cultivator's blood and vitality with the blade. After years of refinement, the cultivator would become the one with the sword and became a mighty sword sage. This Art of Blood Sword had disappeared in China for hundreds of years, and no one had never thought that it was still practiced by the Lin Family.

The Feathered Wing landed a solid blow on Chen Fan's exposed shoulder. The attack was imbued with the power of three Immortal State Warriors and could hack open a mountain and stop a river.

So powerful was the attack that the blade that the ground under Chen Fan's feet gave in as the blade rammed Chen Fan deep into the ground.

"What happened?"

The Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect and the others looked toward the hole on the ground expectantly.

Lin Family's Sword Bearer had paid the ultimate price for the last attack on Chen Fan to happen, so the attackers were really not sure what to do if they failed to bring down Chen Fan.

"Is Chen Beixuan OK?"

Meanwhile, the Spirit King and the Ghost Hag also gaze at the battlefield anxiously.

Regardless of what would become of this battle, its outcome was going to shake the world and have far-reaching implications.

By then, even Yukishiro Sa became worried. She squeezed her fists rightly and waited restlessly.

Seeing Chen Fan was hammered into the hole in the ground, the Sword Bearer let out a peal of laughter.

"Chen Beixuan, you are foolish. We could have talked this through and no one will be hurt, now look at us. Both you and I have lost our bodies."

Although the Sword Bearer's body was destroyed, his Divine Soul could still live on. That being said, losing his original body had taken a toll on his future level of attainment. Therefore, the Sword Bearer sounded bitter while he spoke.

Before his laughter faded, an azure light shot out from the ground and into the sky.

Within the azure glow was a man in a black outfit with black hair. He was Chen Fan!

However, he looked slightly different now. His body was suffused with an azure glow and his skin almost translucent. His glowing bones shone through the skin, illuminating the passage of silvery blood in his veins.

The Feathered Wing was still lodged in Chen Fan's shoulder. It had cut open Chen Fan's skin, but couldn't get through his bones.

"He is not dead?"

The Sword Bearer of the Lin Family was stupefied.

"Ice Skin, Jade Bone… Has he already become an Earth Level Deity?"

The Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect and the Dragon Lord were both stunned.

At their level, they knew much more about Earth Level Deity than ordinary people. Many ancient scrolls recorded the incredible Physique Refinement of Earth Level Deities and Chen Fan's display of his physique strength seemed to have surpassed the description in those ancient records.

The Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect reckoned that they had already lost the battle as reality finally set in.

"Hew!"

Guo Nuannuan and the other onlookers let out a heave of relief after seeing Chen Fan was safe.

Huang Jin lowered his head, eyes filled with regret.

"Clank!"

Chen Fan pulled out the Feathered Wing from his shoulder as a cold light came up in his eyes.

"You are the first person to have harmed me ever since I achieved phenomenal success in Physique Refinement. Be proud."

The attack had left a five-centimeter deep wound in his shoulder.

The wound was over ten centimeters long and it went straight through Chen Fan's skin, exposing the glowing bones. It even made a small notch on Chen Fan's Jade Bone. Meanwhile, the impact had also taken a bigger toll on the Feathered Wing. It was covered with cracks and as Chen Fan held it in his hand, it threatened to crack into pieces.

"Kacha!"

Under everyone's surprised eyes, Chen Fan snapped the Feathered Wing and threw it aside.

"Puchhh."

The Sword Bearer of the Lin Family coughed out a wad of blood as his body started to tremble.

The Art of Blood Sword had linked his life with the flying sword. Both his physical body and Divine Soul were injured after Chen Fan snapped the Feathered Wing into half. LIfe quickly ebbed away from his gravely injured body.

"Chen Beixuan, I will never forget what you have done to me!"

The Sword Bearer of the Lin Family hissed at Chen Fan.

Afterward, his body exploded, creating a plume of bloody mist from which his Divine Soul shot out into the sky.

"Let's go!"

Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect shouted and transformed himself into a plume of smoke that scurried into the distance.

The Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect had lost the last sliver of hope in winning the battle after he saw Chen Fan had held out against such a powerful blow. They wouldn't be able to kill Chen Fan even if he took the brunt of their most deadly attacks.

"You think you can get away?"

Chen Fan snorted and patted lightly on his yellow gourd

Suddenly, a golden blade aura shot out from the gourd and darted toward the Sword Bearer. The Sword Bearer was already gravely injured, so he could not outrun the flying sword.

"Arrh!"

A painful howl came up as the flying sword plummeted into the Divine Soul of the Sword Bearer, banishing it from this world once and for all. The flying sword swooped up and plunged into the Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect.

The Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect panicked and scrambled to charge up his energy and started the Art of Heaven Seal.

An apparition of a palm appeared above his head, forming a solid defense. This Art of Heaven Seal was one component of the Hand of Rolling Cloud. It boosted the user's defense and was able to withstand the bombardment of military artillery.

However, it was still not enough to ward off the Sword of Essense Restoring.

"Kill!"

Chen Fan grunted as the golden Blade Aura sliced open the Heaven Seal and passed through the defense. It made a circle around the Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect as if sizing up his prey before it hacked the old man into two halves.

The development had taken everyone by surprise.

They had seen the fall of two Immortal State Warriors in a blink. Even the onlookers such as the Spirit King felt chills down their spines as the full weight of Chen Beixuan's deadly power weighed heavily on their minds.

"Bang!"

A crimson shadow shot out from the Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect's body. It was his Divine Soul. He had been cultivating his divine soul for over a hundred years and was much more powerful than that of the Sword Bearer.

Everyone watched as the Divine Soul scrambled to find safety as it ran away with incredible speed.

However, he was not fast enough to outrun Sword of Essense Restoring.

"Blade, arise!"

Chen Fan commanded. The golden blade lanced up into the sky and swooped down onto the Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect.

Even as the Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect conceded his impending death, a powerful sound blade knocked the Sword of Essense Restoring to the side, giving the Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect precious moments to escape. The old man seized the opportunity and quickly consumed part of his Divine Soul to boost his speed. Before the flying sword found him again, he had disappeared into thin air.

"So you have chosen death."

Chen Fan furrowed his brows and looked back at the person who interrupted his attack.

He watched as the jade flute in The Dragon Lord's hand shattered into pieces. His last-ditch effort to save the old man had proven to be too much for the jade flute.

"He is my old friend, I had to save him. Plus, even if I didn't you would not let me live anyways."

The man in azure outfit let out a grimace.

"Then die. "

Chen Fan tapped the blade with two fingers as he said with an icy tone.

He never spared his foes, especially the powerful ones.

"If you want me dead, then you better come get me inside the Valley of No Return."

The Dragon Lord let out a peal of laughter and suddenly disappeared into the Valley of No Return. Chen Fan furrowed his brows and followed him into the misty valley.

An array cast by an Earth Level Deity would not be enough to deter Chen Fan.

By then, all the combatants were gone, leaving the spectators to look at each other in fear.

"He fought against three Immortal State Warriors at the same time, killing one and defeated two. This is going to change the world!"

Spirit King exclaimed.

The other Overlords had solemn expressions on their faces and were silent.

They wagered that more Curmudgeons were going to become restless and reveal themselves after the defeat of three Immortal State Warriors.

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