Chapter 465 - Is That All?

A wave of fear spread as Chen Fan struck out in the air.

The terrifying force swept out, setting off a monstrous wave in space. The terrifying palm force, powerful enough to topple mountains and overturn seas, pressed down like an ancient divine mountain and destroyed everything in its path.

Qin Wudi realized just how terrifying the attack was and his expression immediately changed, his face filled with shock.

He could even smell the scent of death from this palm.

Qin Wudi finally understood how Chen Fan defeated Nangong Xuan with a single palm strike. Chen Fan’s strength had reached a terrifying level!

With a clang, Qin Wudi drew his weapon, a pitch-black saber. Lightning flashed on it, crackling non-stop and blowing up the air.

Once a disciple of Blade Thunder Mountain, Qin Wudi had mastered their blade techniques.

These techniques involved drawing heavenly lightning to temper the blade, making the attacks wild and explosive, vastly increasing their power.

Although he had long since left the Blade Thunder Mountain, he never abandoned their cultivation methods. He often drew heavenly lightning to temper his blade. Over time, his blade techniques had not only remained sharp but had grown even more ferocious and mighty.

“Annihilate!”

As Qin Wudi slashed down, a lightning dragon seemed to burst from his saber, colliding fiercely with Chen Fan’s palm force. Another terrifying, huge explosion occurred, shaking the space violently.

Swish!

Someone was thrown back by the explosion—Qin Wudi. And as he emerged from it, an intent to reap lives erupted from the storm.

Under everyone’s stunned gazes, the terrifying storm—an aftermath of their clash—calmed down, crushed by a palm seal with only three fingers.

Northern Star Reaper Hand!

The three fingers were like an eagle’s claw and were enveloped in star qi, forming the characters “cripple,” “absolute,” and “destroy.”

Carrying a powerful intent to reap lives, it swept toward Qin Wudi. His irises shrank to the size of pins, but his reactions were swift. As he channeled his true primeval power into his saber, the lightning on it grew even more intense and wild.

“Wind Thunder Break!”

He swung it again, and a wind and thunderous intent erupted. It was an earth-tier blade art from the Blade Thunder Mountain.

A saber light appeared, containing the power of wind and thunder, and slashed the Northern Star Reaper Hand. It chopped off the first finger—cripple—and erupted with shocking might.

Bang, bang, bang...

Another series of explosions boomed. The Northern Star Reaper Hand was destroyed, but Qin Wudi’s Wind Thunder Break was also annihilated.

“Hmph!” Chen Fan snorted coldly and swooped over. He raised his hand and grabbed at the empty air. The space around Qin Wudi collapsed inward and the air solidified, forming a space as dense as steel to confine him.

“Slash, slash, slash!”

Qin Wudi’s long hair danced wildly. Saber intent rose from him, rushing into the sky. Traces of fierce and berserk saber qi flashed around him, slicing through the air and tearing holes in the space.

“Die!” Chen Fan lunged, thrusting his iron spear with such force that it seemed to invert space-time, fragmenting reality itself.

Puchi!

The saber qi surrounding Qin Wudi collapsed and shattered, and a terrifying force struck him. He spewed fresh blood furiously and crashed toward the ground like a bird with its wings clipped.

Woah!

The crowd erupted in shock.

None had expected Chen Fan to be so powerful to make the Absolute Saber Qin Wudi seem weak. In just a few moves, Qin Wudi was knocked out of the air, unable to resist.

“Is this for real? Chen Fan is so terrifying.”

“Heavens, this is the strength of a sect’s holy disciple. It’s frightening how he completely crushes those at the same cultivation level!”

“No wonder he dares to cause a scene in the Qin Clan mansion. It’s not just because he is a holy disciple; he also has the strength to back his bold words. Who in the Qin Clan could possibly stand against him?”

“Even with unparalleled strength, defeating a crowd is hard. Now that Qin Wudi is down, the Qin Clan’s Core Formation realm experts will likely surround and try to kill Chen Fan.”

“......”

Everyone was astonished.

The faces of the Qin Clan members changed drastically, especially Qin Jian. He recalled disregarding Chen Fan a year ago at the Nangong Clan’s Bloodlines Martial Meet but was ultimately defeated. He had vowed to cultivate hard and kill Chen Fan sooner or later to wash away the shame.

However, a year later, Chen Fan returned with fierce momentum. He barged into the Qin Clan mansion and messed up his wedding. And the gap between him and Chen Fan was like heaven and earth now. Even his father, whom he greatly admired, was no match for him.

Nangong Qingshuang was also trembling slightly. Today was supposed to be her shining moment, but because of Chen Fan, no one paid any attention to her.

Apart from the Qin Clan members, Nangong Xuan, Nangong Ling, and even the clans that had hunted Chen Zhengqing were terrified.

They looked at the figure in the air wielding an iron spear like an invincible god of war, and their hearts trembled.

“Patriarch!”

“Patriarch!”

The Qin Clan’s experts hurriedly ran over and helped Qin Wudi up.

“

Cough, cough

.” Qin Wudi coughed twice intensely, coughing out blood. He pushed the Qin Clan members away and said, “No need to panic. I’m fine.”

Qin Wudi looked at Chen Fan with an icy gaze and yelled, “Qin Clan members, follow me and kill our enemy together!”

He had realized that he stood no chance against Chen Fan alone. And it was also clear that only one of them would survive today.

Naturally, he wouldn’t sit around and wait for his doom, nor would he abandon his numerical advantage. After all, engaging Chen Fan in a one-on-one fight would be courting death.

Swish, swish, swish!

Immediately, numerous wind-breaking noises rang out in the Qin Clan mansion, as experts leaped over from all directions.

Even those in secluded cultivation deep inside the mansion—unaware of the happenings outside—rushed out when they heard Qin Wudi’s roar.

“Who dares to throw a tantrum in our Qin Clan? Kill without mercy!”

“Kill without mercy!”

Immediately, cold voices echoed, and killing intent filled the air. All the Core Formation realm experts from the Qin Clan had gathered—twenty-three experts. Their combined cultivation power swept across the heavens, shaking the hearts of everyone present.

Among these people, the strongest were those at the sixth level, and the weakest were at the first level. All of them looked at Chen Fan with icy killing intent.

Despite Chen Fan’s unparalleled strength, could he survive the siege of more than twenty Core Formation realm experts?

The nearby crowd felt their scalps tingle as if witnessing the end of the world.

No matter how powerful Chen Fan was, there was no way he could take on the wrath of more than twenty Core Formation realm experts!

Behind Chen Fan, Chen Zhengqing was scared out of his wits, his body trembling and his mind screaming to flee. The overwhelming aura of the Core Formation realm experts made it hard for him to breathe.

We went too far!

Chen Zhengqing smiled bitterly inside.

However, Chen Fan was unfazed by the pressure from over twenty Core Formation realm experts. His indifferent gaze swept over them, one by one, showing a look of contempt.

“Is that all?”