Chapter 470 - Dongfang Yu

Heaven and earth fell silent.

Everyone watched in stunned disbelief. Chen Fan had killed Qin Pokong with one attack, fulfilling his promise.

Minds were frozen, and everyone stood in a daze, dumbfounded, feeling their souls tremble.

The Qin Clan’s old ancestor—a Core Formation realm expert at the eighth level—had died not long after taking the stage. It had simply stunned everyone.

The Qin Clan members were especially stunned.

When Qin Pokong emerged from seclusion, cruel smiles had appeared on their faces. They had envisioned Chen Fan being tortured and killed, followed by the eradication of his clan.

But in the next instant, Chen Fan's spear threw them into an abyss of despair.

Everyone was petrified.

A mournful voice broke the silence.

“No!”

The severely injured Qin Wudi had finally returned to his senses. Seeing Qin Pokong impaled on Chen Fan's spear, he let out another mournful cry that shook heaven and earth.

Qin Pokong had been the Qin Clan’s stabilizing force, and now that force had collapsed.

One could easily imagine the Qin Clan’s fate going forward.

Was the Qin Clan, which had stood in the Great Chu Empire’s imperial city for thousands of years, about to fall under Qin Wudi's leadership? Could Chen Fan, alone, bring about their end?

Qin Wudi felt a chill deep in his bones. He was trembling all over.

“Old Ancestor!”

“How could this happen? The old ancestor is invincible!”

“Impossible. This isn’t real, none of this is real. How could the old ancestor be defeated?”

“......”

The Qin Clan members snapped back to reality one after another, unable to accept that Qin Pokong died with one strike. Their faces were twisted, looking like lunatics and howling like wild beasts.

“Old ancestor...”

Chen Fan had no mercy for the Qin Clan. He glanced at Qin Wudi and the others, then, with a twist of his palm, sent a burst of energy that made Qin Pokong’s corpse explode, still impaled on his spear.

“Ah!” Qin Wudi became completely mad upon witnessing this. Not only had Chen Fan killed Qin Pokong, but he had also obliterated his body.

The crowd murmured among themselves. Seeing the imminent collapse of the Qin Clan, they felt little pity. On the contrary, many were gloating over their misfortune.

“It really is like a dream. He said he would kill Qin Pokong in one attack, and he did. Heavens, that’s the eighth level of the Core Formation realm, not the Yuanfu realm!”

“Genius? No, Chen Fan is more like a cultivation monster. Someone at the seventh level killing someone at the eighth with just one strike... A monstrous genius surpassing ranks to kill others. That’s what he is.”

“It’s over. The Qin Clan is done for. Who can stop Chen Fan’s terrifying might?”

“Hehe, the Qin Clan has been acting tyrannically for over a thousand years. Now that their experts are dying and their clan has fallen into ruin overnight, they can blame no one but themselves. Would this have happened if they hadn’t hunted Chen Zhengqing? Revenge is indeed a dish best served cold."

“If you ask me, the Qin Clan is not worth pitying, but the Nangong Clan is. In a way, Chen Fan is also a member of the Nangong Clan, but Nangong Xuan chose to align with the Qin Clan. With the Qin Clan facing annihilation, I am sure their fate won’t be any better."

“I know, right? Nangong Xuan is old and shortsighted. He pushed a monstrous genius like Chen Fan away. I’m afraid he’s beating himself up in regret by now.”

“Well, regretting it now wouldn’t solve anything. Chen Fan gave him a choice, and he picked the wrong one."

“Say, do you guys think the royal family will step in? Qin Wudi’s wife has royal ties, no? She’s that guy’s half-sister. They wouldn’t stand by as their brother-in-law gets killed, right?”

“Who knows? In my opinion, the chances of the royal family making a move aren’t high! If they were going to, they would have done so by now. They’re probably cautious because of the Spring Autumn Sect."

“You have a point...”

“......”

Many were happy because they were fed up with the tyranny of the Qin Clan’s descendants. Now that they were facing destruction, the public even wanted to clap and cheer. Who would feel any sympathy for them?

“How could this happen? The Qin Clan is finished, and so is our Nangong Clan. Grand Elder made a terrible mistake!”

The Nangong Clan’s people looked as if they were in mourning. Their clan could have been the next Qin Clan, but Nangong Xuan’s choice shattered those dreams. Now, they were likely to fall into a deep abyss as a result.

Nangong Xuan’s aged face looked ashen and defeated when he heard the murmuring.

Was he wrong?

Logically, his choice was not wrong. Everything he did was for the sake of the Nangong Clan.

The problem was Chen Fan’s logic-defying strength. Even fifty Core Formation realm experts working together couldn’t bring down that monster. He killed them like he was mowing his lawn.

Even Qin Pokong—an expert at the eighth level who had spent sixty years in seclusion—died from a single attack.

His only mistake was underestimating Chen Fan’s strength.

Chen Fan couldn’t care less about Nangong Xuan’s complicated feelings. He indifferently looked at the disheveled Qin Wudi, who seemed like a lunatic.

That man separated him and his mother from birth, shattered his father's primeval vessel, and kept his mother under house arrest for twenty years.

Everyone else could be forgiven, but Qin Wudi alone was unforgivable.

Stepping on air, Chen Fan walked toward Qin Wudi.

“Do you have to say, Qin Wudi? Back then, you used your status to issue a kill order on my father. You are why my father’s cultivation regressed and my mother had to spend twenty years under house arrest. It’s time for you to pay this debt.”

His cold voice entered Qin Wudi’s ears. The latter raised his head slightly, then revealed a smile full of hatred and said, “I was wrong! I was terribly wrong...”

Hmm?

Many people were stunned.

Was Qin Wudi repenting and begging Chen Fan for mercy?”

“I was so wrong. I should have taken action personally back then. Otherwise, my Qin Clan wouldn’t have ended up like this today, and I, Qin Wudi, wouldn’t be in this situation!”

His voice at the very end sounded incomparably mournful.

Yes, Qin Wudi was regretful. But he didn’t regret issuing a kill order on Chen Zhengqing. He regretted not personally killing Chen Zhengqing and the newborn Chen Fan, which had led to this tragic end.

“Are you done? If so, die.”

There wasn’t the slightest fluctuation in Chen Fan’s voice. It was cold and merciless.

Just as he was about to deal the finishing blow, a swishing noise broke the air. A figure appeared between him and Qin Wudi.

Chen Fan’s gaze flickered, then shot out an icy light.

“Dongfang Yu, you’re going to stand in my way?”