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The mountain, towering dozens of zhang high, was directly blasted apart in mid-air by a spear of thunder from Fang Chen, shattering into countless fragments that tumbled down. The attack from below was restrained by Zuo Zongshou, and this sudden assault, which would have required even a Primordial Embryo Realm expert to respond with full concentration, ended in failure.
This long-planned, all-out attack achieved nothing. After witnessing Fang Chen's terrifying strength once again, both the burly Thick Earth Sect warrior and Xiao Xingkong, who had originally threatened Fang Chen with fierce words, had completely lost their fighting spirit. As the debris fell from the sky and dust rose to obscure most of their vision, the two of them secretly fled towards the distance.
"Thinking of leaving? Don't you think it's a bit too late?" Just then, a light laugh suddenly echoed from afar.
When the laugh first rang out, there seemed to be some distance between it and Xiao Xingkong. However, when the last syllable "ma" fell, it eerily sounded as if it were right next to his ear, causing Xiao Xingkong's heart to tremble suddenly. A strong sense of crisis surged from deep within him; his fleeing body abruptly halted, and then he twisted like a corkscrew to shift one or two meters to the left.
Whoosh!
A sharp whistling sound sliced through the air where Xiao Xingkong had just been. It was a Lightning Flash as thin as a finger. Although small, the space swept by this Lightning Flash left behind a faint charred residue, as if even the space could not withstand this Frenzy's Thunder Power, which was extremely domineering.
Watching the Lightning Flash dissipate in mid-air without a target, Xiao Xingkong's expression turned grim. He knew that if it weren't for the sudden sense of danger that had surfaced in his mind at the last moment, prompting him to react correctly in an instant, he would likely have been struck by this terrifying Lightning Flash. Given the Frenzy power exhibited by that Lightning Flash, Xiao Xingkong felt confident in his own strength but also understood that being hit would undoubtedly result in serious injury.
"You dodged quite quickly," came a teasing voice as two figures approached step by step and finally stopped about three or four zhang away from Xiao Xingkong.
Bang!
With a light flick of his hand, one figure suddenly lunged toward Xiao Xingkong. Finally, with a dull thud, it landed at his feet.
"This guy ran faster than you. But now, he shouldn't be able to run anymore," Fang Chen said lightly with a smile on his face. However, this smile appeared particularly dangerous to Xiao Xingkong at that moment. The figure lying at his feet, still flickering with remnants of Lightning Flash and exuding an extremely weak aura—clearly on the brink of death—was none other than the Thick Earth Sect disciple who had been beside him.
Shifting his gaze from the obviously dying Thick Earth Sect warrior back to the smiling young man not far away, Xiao Xingkong felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.
Both were in Alchemy Realm; one was at Late Stage of Transformation Realm while the other was merely at Mid Stage of Alchemy Realm. Yet somehow, the Late Stage of Transformation Realm warrior had not lasted even a breath against Fang Chen's Mid Stage Alchemy Realm prowess.
"This freak..." Xiao Xingkong gasped inwardly and clenched his fists tightly.
His chest heaved violently as he breathed heavily for several moments before slowly loosening his tightly clenched fists. The abnormal expression on his face gradually faded away.
"I am the Young Master of Thick Earth Sect; my father is the sect leader," Xiao Xingkong said calmly while looking at Fang Chen, as if he were merely stating an ordinary fact.
Fang Chen raised an eyebrow, seemingly unfazed. He nodded and said, "I know."
"Within the Colorful Sacred Realm, disciples of the Seven Sects Conference do not shy away from killing, and afterward, the various sects will not pursue responsibility," Xiao Xingkong spoke slowly, then suddenly paused. His calm tone shifted sharply to one of extreme intensity: "However, as the son of the sect leader, if I were to die, everything would change. Not only would you die, but your master and senior brothers would also accompany you to the grave. Even your Jincheng Sect would have to pay a price!"
Xiao Xingkong's eyes turned bloodshot as he fixed his gaze on Fang Chen. Until this moment, he still believed that Fang Chen was Zuo Zongshou's junior brother and a disciple of Jincheng Sect.
Faced with Fang Chen's ruthless and decisive methods, even Xiao Xingkong found himself resorting to this last desperate measure for survival. The noble status of being the sect leader's son was his final guarantee of life!
As his words fell, a brief silence enveloped the surroundings.
Fang Chen remained silent, seemingly deep in thought, while Zuo Zongshou beside him had a flicker of light in his eyes. His gaze occasionally swept between Fang Chen and Xiao Xingkong, and when he looked at Xiao Xingkong, there was a hint of obscure strangeness.
Fang Chen belonged to Ziyang Sect, yet at this moment, Xiao Xingkong was threatening him with Jincheng Sect. Moreover, this guy had no senior brothers or masters; it was all nonsense. Could such baseless claims truly threaten him?
Zuo Zongshou shook his head. More importantly, he understood that beneath his master's seemingly calm demeanor lay a decisive ruthlessness. Although he did not know Fang Chen's past experiences, Zuo Zongshou was aware that the overwhelming Killing Intent emanating from him was certainly not without reason. A master possessing such astonishing Killing Intent could not be someone easily dealt with.
A threat? Ridiculous!
Almost simultaneously with Zuo Zongshou's head shake, a faint voice suddenly emerged from Fang Chen.
"Is there anything else?"
Fang Chen lifted his head, his gaze landing on Xiao Xingkong. The calmness in his eyes showed almost no fluctuation in emotion, causing Xiao Xingkong—who had been confident that Fang Chen would not dare to act against him—to suddenly stiffen. A flicker of panic flashed in his dark eyes.
For the first time, he truly felt anxious.
"If there's nothing else, then you can stay." The indifferent words echoed in his ears as Xiao Xingkong saw the light beneath Fang Chen's feet flickering as he stepped toward him. A dangerous aura surged from the surrounding air the moment Fang Chen moved.
He really intended to kill him!
Xiao Xingkong sensed the terrifying killing intent hidden within Fang Chen's calm demeanor.
Without having time to think about why Fang Chen dared to do this, his body swayed, and with a pale face, he rushed in the opposite direction of Fang Chen.
"Void Lotus!"
A whisper that felt like a nightmare came from behind. In Xiao Xingkong's pale expression, strange lotus flowers the size of human faces, shimmering in black, white, and blue, suddenly began to bloom in the air around him.
Life, death, and thunder—three distinctly different forces seemed to merge together through these blooming lotus flowers, creating a bizarre and terrifying aura that spread through the air, causing Xiao Xingkong's previously rushing body to come to an abrupt halt.
"Earthly Bull Fist!" With no retreat left, a fierce look flashed across Xiao Xingkong's face as he roared. At the same time, a thunderous bull's roar echoed through the air, carrying a deep sense of desolation as if it had traveled from the primitive era.
"Mooh!"
A bright yellow light burst forth from Xiao Xingkong, soaring into the sky. Within this yellow light stood a Mighty Bull Ling Kong, towering and imposing.
"Charge!" Xiao Xingkong swung his fists, and all the yellow light emanating from his body converged towards his fists at that moment. A terrifying aura suddenly radiated from within. He slowly pushed his fists forward as if pushing against immense resistance, aiming at the blooming tricolor lotus flowers before him.
"Mooh!"
As Xiao Xingkong swung his fists, the massive Mighty Bull that had been standing above him let out a roar and began to charge towards Fang Chen, who was approaching not far away.
Boom!
Although there was only one Mighty Bull, when it stretched its limbs and charged forward, it felt like an army of thousands rushing in, creating an overwhelming momentum that caused the air to tremble slightly.
"Such powerful fist force." Feeling the strong wind coming towards him, Fang Chen, who had been stepping towards Xiao Xingkong, could only stop in his tracks. He looked at the gigantic Mighty Bull charging madly towards him and narrowed his eyes slightly with a serious expression.
This was Xiao Xingkong's desperate move—a nearly Primordial Embryo Realm warrior's all-out attack. Even at this moment, Fang Chen had to focus and prepare himself. Of course, it was merely preparation.
"Just right to test my physical strength now." Fang Chen murmured. Then, under Zuo Zongshou's incredulous gaze, Fang Chen did not retreat but advanced instead. Without any intention of dodging, he faced the charging Mighty Bull head-on and slowly threw a punch.
On one side was a massive Mighty Bull Phantom that resembled a small hill in size; on the other side was the relatively tiny figure of Fang Chen. The size difference between them was disproportionate. However, at this moment, both sides engaged in the purest and most violent contest of strength.
Fang Chen's fist collided with the iron hooves of Mighty Bull, which shattered the void as it charged forward, finally crashing together at the last moment.
"Boom!"
The earth-shattering explosion echoed in the air, sending ripples like waves radiating outward. Although the collision occurred in mid-air, the terrifying Qi Energy formed a Frenzy wind vortex that swept all debris and vegetation from the ground into the sky, which then disintegrated into powder with a continuous rumbling sound.
Suddenly, a figure was sent flying out from the center of that terrifying impact.
Zuo Zongshou squinted his eyes and observed closely; the figure that was blasted away was none other than Fang Chen.
"Haha, good, that felt great!" Despite a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth and his robe being tattered, Fang Chen's right arm, which had collided with Mighty Bull's iron hooves, trembled continuously with blood slowly trickling down. Yet, he laughed heartily, showing no concern for his injuries.
In his line of sight, at the center where the terrifying Qi Energy remained, a massive yellowish phantom was slowly dissipating.
Although Fang Chen had been at a disadvantage during the previous clash and was suppressed, he had managed to withstand the terrifying force of Mighty Bull's charge solely with his physical strength as an Alchemy Realm practitioner!
"Even without using Dan Qi, this kind of terrifying physical power is enough to look down upon most Transcendence Realm Warriors," a thought suddenly emerged in Zuo Zongshou's mind.
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