Chapter 367 - Call for Punishment?

Chapter 367 - Call for Punishment?

A commanding voice penetrated the air before Chen Fan could start cultivating, demanding he step out and receive his punishments.

“Chen Fan, come out at once! You need to be punished for your sins!”

A cold light flashed in Chen Fan’s eyes. Swiftly stowing away the demon cores, he exited his loft. Accompanied by a gust of fierce wind, three figures descended from above, their presence formidable.

They were two women and one man, exuding an imposing aura that marked them unmistakably as core disciples.

Their clothing had a white-golden ‘Spring’ embroidered on them, symbolizing their status as core disciples. It was very sacred. Many disciples of the Spring Autumn Sect dreamed of it, as it also represented strength and authority.

The nearby inner sect disciples swiftly bowed their heads in reverence, offering respectful salutations, “Greetings, Senior Brother and Senior Sisters.”

The sect itself valued core disciples highly and nurtured them with all kinds of resources, hoping to bring them up to the Core Formation realm. After all, Core Formation realm experts were the true pillars of the sect, known as the holy disciples.

To most inner sect disciples, the aura and pressure of core disciples felt enormous. However, Chen Fan did not feel a thing.

He had killed many high-level Yuanfu realm experts in the Nebulous Mysterious Realm. Every one of them could be a core disciple.

Moreover, he had even killed Zhao Tianjue—an Illusory Core realm expert—with a single punch. So, if the trio thought they could intimidate Chen Fan with their aura, they were simply delusional and overestimating themselves.

If he spoke about how he fought Xue Tianhe—a Core Formation realm expert—in the Nebulous Mysterious Realm, wouldn’t those three be frightened to the point of falling from the sky?

Unfazed, Chen Fan said, “Why are the members of Heaven’s Alliance looking for me?”

Suddenly, one of the female disciples chided coldly, “How dare a mere elite disciple like you not offer us a greeting! Who do you think you are! You can act like a tyrant in front of the outer sect disciples, but you dare act so rude in front of us?!”

Chen Fan laughed coldly and said, “What kind of logic is that? They died at the Fiendish Corpse Mountain Range because of their incompetence. How is that my problem? Moreover, they dared to go to the Fiendish Corpse Mountain Range when they were not strong enough. It's their own folly. I’d say that’s just well-deserved.”

The two female core disciples immediately angrily shouted. Cold auras surged from them.

“How dare you!”

“Insolence!”

The male disciple’s eyes also flickered with an icy light. He continued, “No need for excuses. It's no mere coincidence that you overheard our Heaven’s Alliance members discussing their journey to the Fiendish Corpse Mountain Range, and shortly after, you vanished from the sect. Care to explain that? Furthermore, our information confirms that your destination was the Fiendish Corpse Mountain Range. What do you have to say to that?"

Chen Fan was shocked inside, as he hadn’t expected the Heaven’s Alliance to find so many leads. Still, he kept his facial expression in check and maintained his cold smile. “Stop trying to drag my name through the mud. Your Heaven’s Alliance members were weak and lost their lives at the Fiendish Corpse Mountain Range, and now you’re trying to pin the blame on me? What a farce.

“Alright, you can leave now. If you think I killed them, then bring out some proper evidence. It's absurd to accuse me of murder without proof.” Chen Fan waved his hand like he was driving away some flies.

“I knew it, Senior Brother Zhang. This little bastard wouldn’t admit to his crimes. Don’t bother wasting your breath on him. Just capture him and hand him over to Senior Brother Duan Jingtian. A soul search will reveal the truth,” said the peach-faced female core disciple coldly, her tone vicious.

“Junior Sister Tao has a point. Let’s just grab him.” The other female core disciple chimed in coldly.

“Very well!” The male core disciple also turned red in anger at Chen Fan’s tone. He seemed on the verge of erupting as he said, “Fine, it’s useless even if you deny it. We’ll just capture you and search your soul.”

The male core disciple immediately made a move.

He aimed his hand at Chen Fan and grabbed at the empty air. A large primeval force hand came down on Chen Fan like an eagle’s claw with overwhelming momentum.

The male disciple was at the eighth level of the Yuanfu realm.