Chapter 1627 - Unbelievably Strong

Ling Fei’s expression turned ugly.

If Ye Xun had been alone, there might have been room to maneuver. But with these people present, the battlefield had become far more dangerous.

None of the newcomers was weak. Even the weakest was at the sixth level of the Immortal Platform realm. Two presences, however, sat unmistakably higher: eighth-level Immortal Platform experts whose auras were buried so deeply they felt bottomless.

One of them was an old, frail-looking elder, as if a strong gust of wind would blow him away. Yet the moment his aura surfaced, it crushed the air like an ancient mountain awakening.

The other was a broad-shouldered man in his prime, his features coarse and savage. His body radiated a blood-soaked killing intent so dense it seemed almost tangible, hinting at a past paved with corpses.

Ling Fei stared at them, searching his memory. Then his pupils shrank.

“You two, could you be the Withered Mountain Elder and the Giant Spirit Hand Fang Tong?!”

Immediately, the expressions of the people behind Ling Fei changed drastically. Those names carried weight like thunder striking the ears.

“Aren’t they both infamous diehards? How could Ye Xun rope them in?”

Unease spread through the group like a creeping shadow. From the whispered discussions, Chen Fan pieced together their identities.

The Withered Mountain Elder was an old monster who’d cultivated for thousands of years. He was arrested and thrown into prison by the Featherlight Sect long ago. He was incredibly powerful, and the depth of his foundation was unimaginable.

The Giant Spirit Hand Fang Tong had been imprisoned less than a century ago. Yet through brute force and merciless slaughter, he had carved out a fearsome reputation inside the prison in record time.

However, they shared a commonality: both were sworn enemies of the Featherlight Sect.

They had killed countless Featherlight Sect disciples, and their names were at the top of the sect’s wanted list. Let alone ordinary disciples, even many garrison commanders like Ling Fei also met tragic ends in their hands.

“You decide their fate, Ye Xun,” the Withered Mountain Elder said weakly, his voice sounding as if it could fade at any second. “I only care about one thing. My share better be worth it. You know my temperament. Break your word, and I’ll teach you why blood paints flowers red.”

No one mistook that frailty for weakness. Those who did had long since died.

“Rest assured, Withered Mountain Elder. You’ll receive everything promised. But don’t forget: without me, could you have staged something on this scale? Featherlight Sect disciples aren’t easy prey. Especially Ling Fei. He’s loyal, well-known, and impossible to turn. I didn’t beg you to come,” Ye Xun said dismissively.

“Why argue about this? Let’s get rid of them first. Otherwise, Featherlight Sect disciples from other cities might rush over to back them up,” said Giant Spirit Hand Fang Tong

“I understand your intentions, Ye Xun. Immortal stones are all we want. With enough of those, cultivation continues. Everything else is irrelevant.” Giant Spirit Hand Fang Tong continued, “I heard that you pulled off something big recently, killing quite a few Featherlight Sect disciples and emptying their coffers. You’re swimming in resources. If more chances like this appear, call me. I’ll never disappoint.”

The three spoke casually, their tone relaxed, as if Ling Fei and the others were nothing more than livestock awaiting slaughter.

Ling Fei’s face darkened, and he said, “Brothers, it’s all my fault this time. We wouldn’t have been ambushed if I hadn’t led everyone out without investigating things properly.”

“What are you talking about? You kept us alive in the Heavenly Prison. Without you, we’d be bones by now.”

“Don’t say that. “They planned this from the start. No amount of caution would’ve saved us.”

Voices rose around him, firm and resolute.

“Well, since that is the case, we have no other choice. They want our lives... They will get a fight to the death!” Ling Fei said with a sharp gaze. “If anyone gets a chance to escape later, take it. I’ll hold them back. If they want to chase you, they’ll have to step over my corpse.”

“Tsk. How touching,” the Withered Mountain Elder sneered. “And how irritating.”

Next, he disappeared in an instant, appearing in front of Ling Fei near-instantly.

“Your bond is very touching, but you can continue yapping about it to the king of the underworld.” The Withered Mountain Elder roared fiercely, “Ancient Copper Godslayer!”

In an instant, the Withered Mountain Elder was enveloped in an ancient copper hue, transforming him into a copper being. He unleashed a punch, crushing the air itself as the surroundings groaned under its pressure.

Rumble!

Ling Fei reacted very quickly. He immediately countered, their moves colliding fiercely and causing the air to explode. Endless qi and fierce winds swept out violently.

Thump, thump, thump!

Ling Fei barely stopped after staggering more than ten steps back, while Withered Mountain Elder was only pushed ten steps back, displaying the gap in strength between them.

Ling Fei was formidable, but against a monster who had refined himself over thousands of years, his foundation simply couldn’t compare.

“

Gege

.” The Withered Mountain Elder laughed strangely and lunged at Ling Fei again.

“Chen Fan, take everyone with you and run. In the worst-case scenario, you must escape. We cannot all die here!” Ling Fei shouted urgently.

“Hahahaha, you want to leave? Quit dreaming. None of you will escape!” Giant Spirit Hand Fang Tong sneered coldly. His gaze locked onto Chen Fan as he surged forward, pressure crashing down like a tidal wave.

Boom, tch.

His arms expanded grotesquely, tendons and bones hardening into metallic sinew. With steel-like hands, he tore through the air, smashing downward toward Chen Fan’s head.

Facing Fang Tong’s attack, Chen Fan showed no change in expression and sent a punch blasting out. “You’re right. None of you will escape.”

“What arrogance!” Fang Tong shouted furiously, channeling more power into his attack with a savage expression.

Bang!

The result stunned everyone. The punch had sent Fang Tong flying.

“No need to panic, Brother Ling,” Chen Fan said calmly. “They’re nothing more than pests. There’s no need to flee. Just kill them.”

Before his words fully settled, he was already upon Fang Tong. His golden fist slammed down, turning into the seven stars of the Big Dipper.

Boom, tch!

“

Ah

!”

A miserable scream echoed as Giant Spirit Hand Fang Tong’s hands were torn to shreds. Chen Fan’s fist slammed heavily into Fang Tong’s chest, making it cave in. Fang Tong crashed into the ground heavily like a cannonball, struggling to breathe.

In an instant, the tense atmosphere froze.