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The sound waves surged like a tide, rolling in with great momentum, intensifying the mocking expressions on the faces of those who had been waiting in the distance to watch the spectacle.
"These ignorant fools, how could you dare to meddle in the depths of the Spiritual Field?" someone sneered.
The deeper one went into the Spiritual Field, the more Purple Granules it contained, which was almost an open secret in this place. Because of this, aside from the outermost areas of the Spiritual Field, even slightly deeper sections had already been occupied by those who arrived before Fang Chen. Those who could secure positions deeper within were indeed the stronger individuals among them.
Long before Fang Chen's arrival, many had attempted to venture deeper into the Spiritual Field like him, but they were undoubtedly forcefully expelled in the end, with many not even leaving a trace behind. This time, they believed that this fellow before them would be no exception.
However...
The first batch of youths did not understand Fang Chen's strength and wore mocking expressions as they awaited his expulsion. In contrast, those who had come with Fang Chen and witnessed his terrifying power firsthand wore excited expressions, their gazes toward the depths of the Spiritual Field now tinged with a hint of glee.
They knew very well how decisive this seemingly handsome youth could be when he truly engaged in battle.
Almost at the moment the word "roll" was uttered, a gust of wind caused Fang Chen's robe to flap loudly as he furrowed his brows. A similar word escaped his lips.
The same word, but unlike the thunderous sound that echoed from deep within the Spiritual Field, Fang Chen's "roll" initially seemed unremarkable; however, soon after—
"Roll!" "Roll!" "Roll!"...
The winds swirled violently, and at that moment it felt as if only Fang Chen's furious shouts remained in the world. The heavy echoes reverberated continuously, causing the youths nearby who had been waiting to see Fang Chen humiliated to suddenly change their expressions drastically. Their minds trembled in fear, and some with insufficient cultivation even began to bleed from their mouths.
This was the voice of the Great Dao! With a single word, it could slay all living things!
Of course, at this moment, Fang Chen had not yet reached such a realm. However, with his extraordinary Martial Arts Realm, it was indeed quite easy for him to injure some Body Refinement Realm martial artists with this display.
It was merely affected, and these young geniuses in the Body Refinement Realm, who could be said to be outstanding, could no longer endure it. It should be noted that Fang Chen's voice of the Great Dao was directed primarily at the mysterious figure deep within the Spiritual Field, who had shouted "Get lost."
Suddenly!
At that moment, deep within the Spiritual Field, a Black-Faced Youth, who had been holding a hoe and searching for Purple Granules, suddenly changed his expression. A flush appeared on his dark face, and then a mouthful of fresh blood erupted from his mouth, splattering onto the Purple-Black Spiritual Field.
Listening to the buzzing sound of the Great Dao echoing in his ears, the look of horror on the Black-Faced Youth's face intensified. He raised his head and looked at the figure floating in the distance, his pupils suddenly constricting. Immediately, a sense of dread surged through him.
In his line of sight, that figure floating in mid-air was now looking back at him.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At that moment, a sound of breaking air suddenly came, and two youths with serious expressions appeared beside the Black-Faced Youth.
"Was that sound made by this person?" asked one youth dressed in a Sky Blue Robe, staring intently at Fang Chen in mid-air with narrowed pupils.
"It seems we've hit a hard wall this time," sighed the other Bald Man. They had never seen someone capable of invoking Heaven and Earth Power just with a reprimand. The previous scene made it abundantly clear that even if all three joined forces, they would absolutely not be Fang Chen's match.
"He’s coming!" exclaimed the Black-Faced Youth with a change in expression.
Just as this exclamation fell, a gentle breeze swept by, and suddenly a figure appeared before the three.
"You want me to get lost?" Fang Chen's indifferent gaze fell on Luo Chong, the Black-Faced Youth. He spoke lightly, but an overwhelming Killing Intent emanated from him, enveloping Luo Chong and the two youths beside him.
The expressions of the three stiffened; especially Luo Chong's dark face flickered violently. If it were anyone else daring to speak to him like that, he would have smashed them with a single punch. However, those words came from such an abnormal person capable of invoking Great Dao Power. Even in his anger, Luo Chong did not dare to say anything or even show his fury.
Faced with Fang Chen's questioning, Luo Chong was speechless, his face filled with awe and an extremely unpleasant expression.
In contrast to the awkward silence on Luo Chong's side, in the distance, on the various Spiritual Fields, a group of people who had originally planned to watch Fang Chen's embarrassment were now left dumbfounded. Some even forgot to wipe the blood that dripped from the corners of their mouths, staring blankly at the depths of the Spiritual Field, where Fang Chen and others were located.
They had never seen Fang Chen in action before and naturally did not know what kind of person he was. However, they were very familiar with Luo Chong, as these three Black-Faced Youths were among the strongest in this group. The status of these three in the eyes of the crowd was as lofty and unshakeable as Song Donglai's was before encountering Fang Chen among the younger generation of the Great Zhao Kingdom. But now... it seemed that a more monstrous figure had arrived.
In response to the extreme shock and incredulous expressions of these people, many from Fang Chen's group revealed expressions of relief and pride.
It should be noted that before Fang Chen arrived, many in this group wanted to enter the depths of the Spiritual Field but were all driven out by Luo Chong and his companions. Many didn't even see a shadow before retreating, which was utterly humiliating. But now... their strongest member was nothing more than this!
This was almost a shared thought among the martial artists who arrived with Fang Chen at that moment.
At the same time, deep within the Spiritual Field, facing Fang Chen's indifferent inquiry, the Black-Faced Youth Luo Chong felt embarrassed and speechless. As he sensed the commotion outside, his expression grew even worse. The atmosphere among the four became increasingly tense as Fang Chen's cold Killing Intent gradually emanated from him.
Feeling that there was no sign of Fang Chen holding back beneath his calm demeanor, Luo Chong's dark face changed continuously. In his slightly widened eyes flashed glimmers of humiliation, frustration, and anger. Yet ultimately, all of this transformed into a deep sense of helplessness.
"I admit defeat; this Spiritual Field can be given to you," Luo Chong said hoarsely.
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