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Chapter 298: Let's See How Long You Can Stay Arrogant!
"Today, I came here for only one purpose—that is to wipe out the Spirit Clan and make you taste the pain of your family being destroyed!"
Xiao Fan swept his gaze across the void and spoke word by word, each syllable steeped in bone-deep hatred.
The reason he had fallen to his current state—the Spirit Clan had played a crucial role in it.
As time passed, more and more powerful figures from the Spirit Clan arrived.
Each of them wore a cold smile, as if they were looking at a dead man.
Let alone a mere Xiao Fan—even if Li Xun were here today, the Spirit Clan was confident they could keep him here.
"Such arrogant nonsense. I'll be the one to kill you!"
From among the Spirit Clan, a young man stepped forward.
His aura was powerful, his edge sharp. His robe fluttered violently as he descended from the void. Slowly, he drew his sword—the instant the blade left its sheath, it erupted with a terrifying sword intent that made hearts tremble.
At the same time—
Clang!
The long sword slashed downward.
A massive sword beam shot straight into the heavens, dazzling beyond compare, like a hanging river of stars, cleaving toward Xiao Fan below.
This sword strike was breathtaking to the extreme.
Countless people were left dazed by it.
Several elderly powerhouses of the Spirit Clan had been about to act, but when they saw who had made the move, they stopped, smiles of gratification appearing on their faces.
Since the fall of the previous Spirit Clan Young Master, this Ling Chong had become the rising star of the Spirit Clan. From this single strike alone, Ling Chong already possessed all the bearing of a peerless young genius.
Even if a Holy Son or Maiden were standing here, they would have to treat this sword with utmost caution.
Boom!
Sword energy surged like an ocean, vast and boundless. Within it seemed to be stars falling, golden crows setting in the west, and jade rabbits rising in the east—terrifying visions that defied all logic.
"Tricks of little consequence!"
Xiao Fan let out a cold laugh and stepped forward.
His heroic bearing surged forth, overwhelmingly imposing. Within his lean body was an explosive sharpness, as though he were a youthful Emperor.
His eyes were like two heavenly swords, incomparably sharp—no one could meet his gaze directly. Anyone who saw him would instantly understand that this was an extremely domineering and terrifying youngster, one not to be crossed lightly.
Clang!
Xiao Fan's palm gleamed like jade, radiant and brilliant. Endless divine light surged within his eyes. With just two fingers, at the critical instant, he caught the long sword.
This horrifying strike—one that could cleave mountains and make countless young cultivators blanch—was now firmly clamped between two fingers.
It was utterly unbelievable.
Everyone present was completely petrified, their eyes filled with shock, unable to recover for a long time.
"How is this possible?!"
The young man of the Spirit Clan was stunned. His full-power strike, with no restraint whatsoever, had been blocked like this.
Blocking it would have been one thing, but the key issue was that his opponent might not even be ten years old!
Moreover, his cultivation realm was a full major realm lower than his own. He hadn't even undergone the Life and Death Tribulation yet. Compared like this, the gap between the two was immediately clear.
If they were at the same realm, he would probably have no ability to fight back at all against Xiao Fan.
"Let's see how long you can stay arrogant!"
Killing intent surged like a tide in the Spirit Clan youth's eyes. He violently shook his arm, wrenching the sword free and slashing downward, aiming to sever Xiao Fan's entire palm at the wrist!
Clang!
Xiao Fan blocked again with his hand. His palm was like forged steel, sparks flying everywhere, twisting vast stretches of space and making the entire Spirit Clan seem to tremble.
Crack!
Then, Xiao Fan turned his palm into a fist and smashed down.
The long sword—refined from rare divine metal—instantly snapped, breaking cleanly into two pieces.
Everything happened far too fast.
No one had time to react. No one could have imagined that a peak spiritual treasure would be so utterly fragile before a mere Divine Power Realm peak youth.
The broken sword tip fell.
Before it could even hit the ground, Xiao Fan drew it into his hand. Gripping the blade fragment, he slashed down through the air.
This counterattack came with terrifying speed.
The Spirit Clan youth, clutching half of his broken sword, tried to retreat—but it was already too late. He could only watch as the blade tip rapidly expanded before his eyes.
Pfft!
The half of the sword that had once belonged to him was now held in Xiao Fan's hand, viciously thrust into his chest. Ten thousand rays of divine light erupted outward, completely shredding his body.
His entire form was torn apart, reduced to chunks of flesh that scattered across a wide stretch of ground.
At Xiao Fan's position, all that remained was a pool of blood-red slurry, an unbearably glaring sight.
Silence.
Absolute silence.
At this moment, the entire Spirit Clan fell deathly still.
No one had expected that the Spirit Clan's prodigy—the future pillar and next helmsman of the clan—would fall just like this.
Counting Ling Chong… within such a short span of time, the Spirit Clan had already lost several rising geniuses.
After all, the prodigy who had fallen back then in the small world of the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect was none other than the Spirit Clan's Young Master. Not long after, even the Spirit Clan Patriarch had perished as well.
And today—even Ling Chong was dead.
"Ling Chong!"
An elderly Spirit Clan woman shouted in grief and rage. Her fury exploded, and in that instant, her eyes turned blood-red. Ling Chong was her direct descendant.
After the previous Young Master had fallen, Ling Chong had naturally become the next successor to the Clan Patriarchship. If nothing unexpected happened, within a thousand years, the position of Spirit Clan Patriarch would have fallen to their branch.
And as Ling Chong's elder, she herself would have benefited greatly.
But with Ling Chong's death, all those past dreams shattered like reflections in a mirror or the moon in water—forever beyond reach.
"Evil monster! Die!"
The elderly woman who had just spoken now wore a grim, murderous expression. Her face was ashen, killing intent surging like a tidal wave. She hated Xiao Fan to the core—just a few casual moves from him had severed the entire future of the Spirit Clan!
For a moment, brilliant lights flared throughout the Spirit Clan. At this instant, several Divine Palace Realm experts chose to strike together. Countless powerful divine techniques flooded the heavens, all converging toward a single direction.
Boom!
The earth seemed to explode apart. Divine might descended like a prison, vast and boundless, all crashing down upon Xiao Fan—overwhelming, blotting out the sky and sun, nearly impossible to resist.
At the very instant Xiao Fan was swallowed by the attack, the young man who had been standing behind Xiao Fan all along, looking utterly ordinary, suddenly moved.
With a flick of his hand, he tossed out a pale purple pill.
Bang!
It exploded instantly.
Extremely dense purple mist spread wildly in all directions.
Several Spirit Clan youths who came into contact with the purple mist didn't even have time to react—their expressions changed violently, faces contorting in agony as piercing screams burst from their mouths.
"It's poison!"
Seeing this, how could the others fail to understand?
Immediately, someone shouted in alarm.
"Retreat—quick!"
"Get away from here! Don't touch the purple mist!"
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