Chapter 125: The Furious Wang Lei, A Battle of Nirvana!
Wang Lei—that was the name of the Wang Clan's patriarch.
"Who dares cause trouble in the Wang Clan!?"
As Lin Fan's shout echoed, a chorus of furious voices erupted from within the estate.
Moments later, dozens of Wang Clan experts flew out of the manor.
The weakest among them were at the early Spirit Formation Stage. There were also many Spirit Creation and Manifestation Stage cultivators.
Leading them was a brawny, bare-armed middle-aged man.
His rugged face exuded fierce dominance, and his aura had already surpassed the Manifestation Stage.
It was none other than Wang Lei, patriarch of the Wang Clan.
Glaring at Lin Fan, Wang Lei's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Who are you, brat? You dare challenge the Wang Clan in Wang City? Do you have a death wish?!"
Lin Fan replied indifferently,
"Haven't you been looking for me this whole time? Now that I'm here in person, you pretend not to recognize me?"
Wang Lei's expression shifted instantly, and killing intent erupted from him like a blade.
"It's you! The branch family runt from the Lin Clan—Lin Fan! Where's my son Wang Zhong?!"
Though the group he sent to the Great Wilderness Ancient Monument had been wiped out, news had still reached the Wang Clan.
Wang Lei had already learned that Wang Zhong had been captured by Lin Fan, and the rest were slaughtered.
That was why he had sent one group to rescue Wang Zhong and another to capture Lin Fan's family in Flame City.
Little did he know—every person he sent… was already dead!
Lin Fan said calmly,
"Wang Zhong died two months ago. I'm here today to send you to join him."
"Oh, and your other son, Wang Yan? I killed him too."
The surrounding Wang Clan cultivators all turned pale.
They hadn't expected Lin Fan to have actually killed Wang Zhong!
Wang Lei roared with fury.
"You little bastard! You dare kill my sons?! I'll tear you to pieces!"
Without another word, Wang Lei lunged forward.
His eyes were filled with chilling murder.
A fierce fist wind slammed down toward Lin Fan with crushing momentum.
The air exploded with howling gales, and the sky turned ice-cold.
The pressure forced the surrounding Wang Clan cultivators to retreat—they didn't dare get caught in the shockwave.
It was clear that Wang Lei had lost all control.
The deaths of both his sons had driven him into a murderous frenzy!
BOOM BOOM!
Wang Lei flew like an enraged dragon. Even the space around him trembled with visible ripples.
The power of that attack was utterly terrifying!
"Tear me to pieces? I'll kindly return the favor," Lin Fan sneered, rising into the air.
At the same time, he thrust out his right hand and unleashed the Great Wilderness Heaven-Covering Hand!
A storm of Yuan Power howled from within him—
A terrifying black hand emerged in the sky!
Instantly, the world within a thousand meters lost all light—swallowed in darkness.
One hand to cover the heavens—heaven and earth eclipsed.
The massive hand slammed down toward Wang Lei and the surrounding Wang Clan members like a collapsing sky.
Sensing the horrifying power above them, everyone—except Wang Lei—was struck with paralyzing fear.
Even breathing became difficult.
Even Wang Lei's face contorted with shock.
He hadn't expected that this young man, barely in his twenties, would possess such overwhelming strength—
And such a terrifying martial art!
The next instant, the Heaven-Covering Hand collided directly with Wang Lei's fist!
BOOOOM!
A thunderous blast echoed throughout Wang City.
A shockwave erupted outward like a tsunami.
The ground cracked open beneath them as if an earthquake had struck!
PUFF!
Wang Lei spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying like a broken kite, crashing into the earth and carving a massive crater dozens of meters deep.
BOOM BOOM BOOM…!
Explosions rang out all around as the Heaven-Covering Hand obliterated every Wang Clan expert that had surrounded Lin Fan.
Not one survived.
RUMBLE—
Thunderous rumbles echoed across the entire Wang City.
Everyone inside the city turned pale.
Most began fleeing in terror.
A few brave cultivators flew toward the source of the commotion.
What they saw made their hearts freeze—
The patriarch of the Wang Clan, Wang Lei, had been badly beaten by a young man!
Wang Lei, a Nirvana Stage expert, leader of one of the Four Great Clans—defeated by someone barely past his teens!
How strong was this Lin Fan?!
"YOU'LL DIE FOR THIS!!"
Wang Lei burst out of the crater, his eyes bloodshot with rage.
He looked around and saw his elite guards turned to bloody mist beneath that black hand.
The very foundation of the Wang Clan… was gone!
Now, the Wang Clan might not even remain among the Four Great Clans!
With a furious roar, Wang Lei thrust his palms forward, channeling his Yuan Power.
Two massive golden platforms, hundreds of meters wide, materialized before him—
And he hurled them toward Lin Fan with murderous force!
The air quaked violently, and fierce winds swept outward.
"Wang Lei, STOP!"
Just then, a thunderous voice echoed from the distance—rushing rapidly toward them.
The spectators were horrified by Wang Lei's overwhelming strike.
They retreated instinctively, eyes locked on Lin Fan, wondering how he'd respond.
But Lin Fan remained calm.
He raised his hand—
A phantom palm tore open the air before him.
All of his Yuan Power surged into it!
A new, massive Heaven-Covering Hand formed in the sky and clawed toward the two golden platforms!
In the blink of an eye, both platforms seemed to willingly fall into the black hand's grasp.
BOOM!
BOOM!
Two deafening explosions rang out.
The platforms barely held for a few breaths—then were crushed to dust.
Then, the hand didn't stop—
It reached straight for Wang Lei!
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