Chapter 88 - Killing Wang Tengfei (Part 3 of 3)

Chapter 88 - Killing Wang Tengfei (Part 3 of 3)

The platform on Dragon Mountain Peak:

“Good! Our Floating Cloud Sword Sect's talented disciple lives up to expectations!”

The primeval mirror had shown the flames engulfing Chen Fan, prompting the elders of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect to erupt into cheers.

Earlier, Chen Fan had slain two Floating Cloud Sword Sect disciples, stoking their anger.

However, Wang Tengfei's swift use of his secret technique to subdue Chen Fan allowed them to release their pent-up anger and feel relieved.

“Not bad, not bad at all. However, he hasn't fully mastered this secret technique. Even so, it’s more than enough to deal with someone like Chen Fan,” Leng Feng remarked loudly, glancing sideways at Zhuo Bufan and the other elders.

“Hoho! I think this is already quite an achievement for Wang Tengfei to have reached this level in just three months," a bearded elder behind Leng Feng chimed in with a smile.

“He dared to kill our sect's disciples. People like him need to be taught a lesson. They deserve to die!” a black-robed elder declared icily, his tone sharp and expression equally grim.

Meanwhile, Zhuo Bufan and the others gazed intently at the primeval mirror. Standing behind Zhuo Bufan, Qin Changkong’s hands were clenched tightly into fists, his face etched with deep concern.

“Xiaofan...”

Qin Changkong prayed in his heart, hoping Chen Fan was fine.

“Haha, Sect Master Zhuo, this Chen Fan must be quite the genius of your Spring Autumn Sect to have made it as one of the top 10 disciples with just a seventh-level cultivation. But Dragon Mountain Blessed Land is rife with bloodshed and slaughter. No one can be blamed for his demise. You’ll have to keep your temper in check later, Sect Master Zhuo,” Leng Feng said, drawing the ire of the elders from the Spring Autumn Sect.

Zhuo Bufan said plainly, “Please rest assured, Elder Leng, I’m not one to lose my composure over something like this.”

He had just mocked Leng Feng for losing his composure earlier; naturally, Leng Feng picked up on the hidden meaning in his words.

He harrumphed coldly and said, “Is that so? Sect Master Zhuo, watch closely as my sect’s genius kills the geni—”

However, Leng Feng abruptly stopped as if someone had grabbed his neck.

Thanks to the primeval mirror, everyone could see the flames enveloping Chen Fan had abruptly extinguished!

......

Deep in his dantian, the embryo of the Heaven Seizing Furnace was slowly spinning, emitting an aura that seemed capable of refining all things. Even gods and devils would be refined if thrown into the Heaven Seizing Furnace.

Chen Fan had to become a Qi Grandmaster to form the embryo of the Heaven Seizing Furnace. However, the “help” from Wang Tengfei had helped him create it ahead of time.

Of course, this embryo of the Heaven Seizing Furnace wasn’t perfect, but it was enough to suppress and refine the powers of the Omni Fire Dragon.

“What’s going on?”

Chen Fan would never give such an opportunity to Wang Tengfei.

Chen Fan's primeval qi coalesced into a sword crackling with thunderous power as he darted forward. With a slash, he cleaved Wang Tengfei’s palm.

“Ah...”

A miserable cry resounded through the area.

Chen Fan reached out, his primeval qi forming a net that captured and brought the mountain ginseng to him.

Finally, Wang Tengfei grasped the gravity of the situation. If he continued to waste time here, he would likely lose his life.

His legs trembled as he prepared to make a desperate dash for safety

“Still thinking of running? It’s too late!”

Chen Fan moved swiftly, unleashing a powerful punch with the Undefeated King's Fist. The space quaked, caving inwards.

The surrounding air immediately became as rigid as steel. Wang Tengfei felt like he had fallen into a swamp, making it nearly impossible for him to move.

“No, break, break for me!”

Wang Tengfei was consumed by panic.

His primeval qi erupted wildly as he tried to escape the restraints and flee. He planned to seek out Wang Fuchen and enlist his help for revenge.

“Die!”

A fierce glint flashed in Chen Fan's eyes as he reached out, condensing primeval qi into a ten-meter-long spear.

With a swish, more qi whirled around the long spear and shot through the air.

“Ah!”

Wang Tengfei couldn't withstand even a single attack. Blood gushed out as his protective primeval qi broke.

Chen Fan approached, enveloping Wang Tengfei in a layer of primeval qi, rendering him immobile. “Wang Tengfei, the victor becomes the king and the vanquished, the villain. Will anyone save you now? Do you have anything to say!?”

“I've lost to you again. I'm a genius of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. I can't accept this, I refuse!” Wang Tengfei's disheveled appearance and bloodied state portrayed his misery. His meridians were severely damaged.

“Refuse? Do that, but you will still die. This is the price you pay for crossing me!”

As Chen Fan’s voice fell, his palm struck Wang Tengfei’s skull.

Wang Tengfei immediately lost all signs of life. Chen Fan paid no heed, swiftly looting the valuables from the three disciples before vanishing into the dense forest.