"Watch closely, and I'll show you how I shatter your Phantom Wind Clones!"
Hundreds of Zhang Fans spoke in unison, their voices like Brahma sutras, piercing the very soul.
Then, all of Zhang Fan's clones attacked simultaneously, surrounding Feng Hou's eighteen Phantom Wind Clones. Each of his clones was significantly weaker, less than a tenth of the main body's strength. But Feng Hou's clones were no different.
Feng Hou had no time to defend. Under the siege of Zhang Fan's Thousand Shadow Clones, his eighteen Phantom Wind Clones vanished instantly, unable to even scatter and escape, leaving only Feng Hou's true form standing in the void.
His aura was chaotic, and he stared at Zhang Fan with a grave expression, his face a little pale.
With all his Phantom Wind Clones destroyed, Feng Hou had clearly sustained considerable damage.
"I told you all, you will die, but I will make you die a painful death!" Within Zhang Fan's icy eyes, thunder and fire flickered, and the surrounding air began to heat up.
Feng Hou sensed this. With his Phantom Wind Clones gone, he no longer dared to tangle with Zhang Fan and was about to retreat when, at some unknown moment...
A massive square seal materialized above his head, its boundless pressure engulfing him. Combined with Zhang Fan's Gravity Domain, Feng Hou felt as if he were bearing the weight of a mountain.
**Suppress!**
Zhang Fan's current profound magical power was comparable to some third-grade Golden Core cultivators, making him much more adept at controlling the Shan He Seal.
The Shan He Seal descended violently. The immense pressure made even Feng Hou, who prided himself on speed, feel as if he couldn't move an inch. He could only watch helplessly as the square seal bore down on him.
The might of a high-grade spiritual treasure was enough to make even a second-grade Golden Core cultivator's face change. As the colossal Shan He Seal descended, more than half of the lake island's land was pressed into the lake bed, submerged by the water.
Feng Hou, on the verge of death, floated on the water's surface. Zhang Fan landed gracefully beside him, grabbed him by the throat, and lifted him into the air.
"A mere third-grade Golden Core, daring to boast before me, how laughable."
Thunder and fire shot out from Zhang Fan's eyes, surging into Feng Hou's body through his seven orifices, ravaging his internal organs.
The incredibly ferocious thunder and fire, if unleashed into a human body, could burn a Core Condensation realm cultivator to ashes within mere breaths. However, under Zhang Fan's precise control, its power was not fully unleashed.
"Ah!"
His internal organs being scorched by the thunder and fire, his entire body felt as if it would explode. The unbearable pain contorted Feng Hou's face, and he let out an incredibly shrill scream.
"Kill me if you have the guts!"
Feng Hou roared madly. His meridians were sealed by the thunder and fire, and his source of pháp lực, his Golden Core, was also enveloped by the thunder and fire, rendering him powerless.
"Want to die so soon? I haven't even started."
Zhang Fan sneered. His wedding had been disrupted, and one could imagine the immense anger within Zhang Fan's heart.
Now, this anger had found an outlet.
"Yin Soul Needle!"
Zhang Fan mobilized the power of his spiritual consciousness, condensing it into an incredibly sharp needle point that directly pierced Feng Hou's sea of consciousness.
The 'Yin Soul Needle' was a vicious technique specifically targeting spiritual consciousness. This was the first time Zhang Fan had used it since cultivating his spiritual consciousness.
The physical pain combined with the mental torment caused Feng Hou to transition from frantic wails to a gradual inability to make any sound. His eyes became hollow, and his contorted face slowly regained a semblance of calm.
A peak cultivator who had condensed a third-grade Golden Core was brutally tortured to death by Zhang Fan, his methods sending a chill down one's spine.
...
After dealing with Feng Hou, Zhang Fan turned his attention to the other two battlefields. With Lin Yun's addition, the thirteen Core Condensation realm cultivators who had been managing to hold on collapsed instantly.
Led by Lin Yun, Lin Haotian, the Peerless Sword Immortal, and the three Vampire Princes formed an overwhelming force against the thirteen Core Condensation realm cultivators, annihilating them all within a few breaths, leaving none alive.
Thus, on the battlefield, only the fight between Xue Jing and the one-armed burly man remained.
The death of the thirteen Core Condensation realm cultivators did not faze the one-armed burly man at all; he completely disregarded it.
After all, that group of Core Condensation realm cultivators were merely brought along to run errands, and he had no expectation of them being of much use.
However, Feng Hou's death stirred a trace of anger in the one-armed man's heart.
Although Feng Hou's strength was not remarkable, his utility was significant. Whether it was gathering intelligence or tying down enemies, he played a considerable role.
But this time, all his subordinates had perished, leaving him alone. Suffering such a major setback on this insignificant planet made the one-armed man feel extremely humiliated.
"Haha, truly worthy of a planet where True Immortal Zhi Wu left behind an opportunity. To think that I, Daozun, would suffer such a loss upon arriving here."
"I underestimated you. However, when I return, I will make you understand what true fear is."
The one-armed man unleashed an incredibly swift blade technique, executing nine consecutive slashes that sent Xue Jing flying.
Then, his figure retreated rapidly, his body like a sharp blade slicing through the void, heading towards outer space.
"Trying to leave?"
Seeing the one-armed man's decisive retreat, Zhang Fan immediately pursued.
Concurrently, a powerful Gravity Domain enveloped the burly one-armed man.
"Domain of the Mad Blade!"
Sensing the obstruction of the gravity domain, the one-armed burly man immediately unleashed his own domain, shrouded in endless blade light, pushing back the area covered by the gravity domain.
"Suppress!"
Zhang Fan tossed out the Shan He Seal. The palm-sized seal, upon being thrown, transformed into a mountain-like square seal, blocking the path of the one-armed burly man.
"Heaven Overturning Palm!"
Zhang Fan's figure flickered, appearing above the one-armed man, and he unleashed a colossal palm print.
"Wrathful Heaven Slash!"
With his path blocked, the one-armed burly man no longer retreated. He held his saber with both hands and slashed fiercely. An incredibly solid blade aura erupted from the gleaming long saber, cleaving apart Zhang Fan's palm print and, accompanied by a howling gale, hurtled towards Zhang Fan.
"Sky Water Shield!"
This saber strike was exquisite in its sharpness. Even after cutting through the palm print, it retained immense power. Zhang Fan chose not to confront it head-on and unleashed a defensive divine ability to block it.
In this brief moment, less than a breath, Xue Jing and Lin Yun reacted, converging on the one-armed burly man, forming a triangle with Zhang Fan, trapping him in the center.
Zhang Fan beckoned, and the colossal Shan He Seal shrunk back to palm size, landing in Zhang Fan's hand.
"Your companions are all dead. Don't you want to stay and join them?"
Zhang Fan gently supported the Shan He Seal with his palm and said to the one-armed man.
"They were nothing but trash. Their deaths are their only value. They should be honored to have accompanied me to this place of opportunity," the one-armed burly man sneered. Despite being surrounded by three Golden Core realm cultivators, his face showed no fear.
"For me, this is a place of opportunity. But for you, this is your final resting place!" Zhang Fan's eyes gradually filled with murderous intent, he said.
"Haha, what arrogant words! You think these few can stop me if I wish to leave?" A mocking smile played on the one-armed burly man's lips.
"Attack!"
Zhang Fan beckoned, and the ancient bronze sword appeared in his hand. He, Xue Jing, and Lin Yun attacked simultaneously, closing in on the one-armed burly man.
Seeing this, the one-armed burly man's face broke into a faint smile. He looked towards the outside of the lake island and suddenly unleashed a slash.
"Desperate Slash!"
A terrifying killing intent accompanied the blade aura as it was unleashed, causing Zhang Fan to pause slightly. Then, glancing in the direction of the saber light, his expression changed drastically!
This strike from the burly one-armed man was directed towards the outside of the lake island, where Qin Luoshui and his mother were spectating.
If this strike were not blocked, not only would Qin Luoshui and his parents be in mortal danger, but the citizens of Donghai City would also suffer heavy casualties.
This was, after all, a full-powered strike from a peak second-grade Golden Core cultivator, capable of cleaving mountains and shattering seas, considered the pinnacle of Golden Core cultivation.
After all, once one condensed a first-grade Golden Core and cultivated it to its peak, their strength would be comparable to some ordinary Nascent Soul stage cultivators.
Faced with this feint from the one-armed burly man, Zhang Fan had no choice but to forcibly twist his body, abandoning the encirclement of the one-armed burly man, and intercept the saber light.
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ps: Due to work commitments, I really cannot guarantee update times. However, as I previously stated, there will be a minimum of two updates daily, and I will try my best to catch up no matter how late it is. If I am truly unable to write, I will request leave in advance. I hope my million readers can understand... *cough*.
Also, due to differences across platforms, updates on some platforms will be slower...
First update of the day.