Chapter 953 - Ran into an Iron Wall

“

Hooo

.” Chen Fan emerged from the demonic door, breathing in the air of the Tianwu Continent with a nostalgic smile.

Swish, swish, swish.

Suddenly, several wind-breaking noises rang out. A few burly men surrounded Chen Fan; they looked like bandits.

The scar-faced leader glared at Chen Fan with malice and sneered, “Yo, kid, if you want to live, hand over all your valuables.”

Chen Fan glanced at them and broke into laughter.

He hadn’t expected to run into robbers so soon after returning. They even dared to hover around the demonic door, robbing martial artists coming from the Myriad Demon Islands.

“You want to rob me?” Chen Fan said, smiling.

“No shit! Did you just figure that out? Cut the crap and hand over everything. This is a toll, capeesh?” the scar-faced man said fiercely.

Chen Fan did not get angry and waved his hand. “You really want to rob me? I’m afraid you’ve picked on the wrong guy. Get lost. I’m in a good mood today and won’t bother with you people. Count yourselves lucky.”

The bandits were only in the first or second-level Manifestation realm, hardly a challenge. He could wipe them out with a flick of his hand, but he wasn’t interested in trouble right now.

“What? What did you say? You damned brat, you have no idea what you’re up against. Fine, let this granddaddy sober you up.”

With that, the scar-faced man swung a slap, making the air crackle.

“You’re courting death!” A chilling light flashed across Chen Fan’s eyes in an instant, and he raised his hand, blasting out with a punch.

The space shook violently. A miserable cry rang out, and the scar-faced man was transformed into a crimson mist.

The other bandits were all dumbfounded.

However, they quickly returned to their senses and bolted, realizing that they had run into an insurmountable wall.

Even their leader, a second-level Manifestation realm expert, was obliterated with a single punch—what hope did they have?

They had no intention of avenging their leader; their own lives were their priority.

“I told you to get lost earlier, but you chose not to. Now, it’s too late to run!”

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed about a dozen streaks of terrifying sword qi. Within moments, they were all cut down, leaving no survivors.

Next, Chen Fan turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

The Dead Region, the most chaotic area in the Tianwu Continent’s eastern part, was also very lively. Though it was filled with turmoil, it thrived with activity.

Chen Fan arrived at the Fallen Leaf City, where people were constantly moving, a sea of heads in motion.

Unlike other cities on the continent, the people here were all martial artists, with decent cultivation levels.

Many fierce existences lived in the Dead Region. Here, strength truly ruled—survival depended on it.

A burly man came up to Chen Fan and immediately launched into a sales pitch. “Little Brother, it must be your first time in the Dead Region. Don’t worry, you’re safe once you’re here. I happen to have a copy of the major forces’ divisions in the region, as well as a list of people you mustn’t mess with—all for just ten million primeval stones.”

Chen Fan’s expression darkened. Ten million primeval stones...

He ignored the man and continued walking toward the city.

He was only passing through the Dead Region and was in this city to rest. He did not need these things at all.

That middle-aged man’s face instantly changed. Withdrawing his smile, he said, “Brat, it seems like you’re refusing a toast in favor of a forfeit!”

Chen Fan sensed a dozen or so men appear in his surroundings in an instant, closing in and surrounding him.

“Brat, it would have been fine if you had just shelled out the ten million primeval stones, but now you’ve made a mistake. It’s no longer about just the money” The middle-aged man in the lead cracked a cold smile, his expression indescribably savage. His kindly demeanor from earlier was nothing but a pretense. “Today, I’ll break one of your arms as the price for your arrogance!”

Chen Fan was amused. So, he had stumbled into a coercion scheme. It wasn’t hard to see how chaotic the Dead Region was.

The people in the surroundings murmured, but no one stepped forward to help. Instead, they seemed to be watching a show.

“Who is this guy? Too bad for him, running into Ma Yuanlong. If he’d just given up the ten million primeval stones, nothing would’ve happened. Now, though, he’s going to lose a limb.”

“He looks very unfamiliar. It must be his first time here, so he doesn’t know about Ma Yuanlong. I’m afraid this kid is in trouble now.”

“

Hmph

, it’s more than just trouble. Ma Yuanlong is our city’s local tyrant. Many newcomers to Fallen Leaf City have suffered in his hands.”

“It can’t be helped since he has a good older brother.”

This was the Dead Region. Such incidents were common, and it was simply seen as a lesson for newcomers like Chen Fan.

Chen Fan’s expression turned cold. Killing intent flashed in his eyes. They really thought he was someone easy to bully?

For such people, he couldn’t even be bothered to waste his words. Without hesitation, he lunged straight for Ma Yuanlong.

“Damn it, how dare you!” Ma Yuanlong was startled.

He didn’t expect Chen Fan to strike first despite being surrounded. The audacity of this brat, unaware of his place, humiliated him.

“You’re courting death!” Ma Yuanlong roared, slamming his large hand forward. The terrifying qi transformed into an eagle, swooping toward Chen Fan.

This was the Eagle Claw Art which he had already practiced to the limit and could blow up a mountain peak in one strike.

“Petty tricks!” Chen Fan extended his hand. His slender hand instantly pierced through the air and grabbed the eagle by the neck, squeezing tightly. With a single burst of strength, he obliterated it.

The momentum of his attack did not diminish and fell on Ma Yuanlong almost instantly.

Bang!

Ma Yuanlong was sent flying with a smack, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood.

However, Chen Fan’s was not done. He caught up to the flying Ma Yuanlong and unleashed a kick like a dragon.

Boom!

Another loud noise rang out. Chen Fan broke Ma Yuanlong’s dantian, and all the meridians inside him also shattered in an instant.

Ma Yuanlong’s eyes shot wide, wishing he had fainted on the spot.

He didn’t expect Chen Fan to strike so viciously, breaking his dantian on the spot with a kick and wasting his martial arts.

In the Dead Region, a person without martial arts was an even lower existence than an ant. It was worse than simply killing him.

He would have preferred Chen Fan kill him on the spot rather than suffer the humiliation of being powerless—just another loser for everyone to mock.