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“Boom!!!”
The earth trembled, and the void shifted.
A deafening roar echoed through the air.
At this moment, Ye Qiancheng and the others were filled with terror as they realized something.
The Thunderous sword, imbued with an aura of unparalleled ferocity and destruction, was descending upon them.
Yet, just as it was about to strike above their heads, its unstoppable momentum was suddenly halted.
An invisible barrier instantly enveloped the sky above the Ye Family.
It completely shrouded their grand estate within its protective embrace.
The sword's force was stopped, unable to advance any further.
“This is... a formation...!!!!”
They looked up at the invisible barrier hovering above them, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Shock ran deep within them.
“It actually blocked it!”
As the formation was activated, it successfully blocked the Thunderous strike.
A hint of shock appeared in Ye Qingling's eyes.
"A formation?"
In the void, Jian Chen's face also flashed with surprise upon seeing his sword strike being thwarted.
He was a master of the Great Accomplishment Period, and even a casual strike from him carried the might of Thunderous, capable of devastating destruction.
Yet, it was stopped by a formation.
Who had set up such an impressive formation?
Was it truly that remarkable?
After the initial shock, Jian Chen's killing intent surged even more fiercely, and a sinister look emerged in his eyes.
He formed a hand seal for Sword Technique, and his High-Quality Spirit Tool, the Flying Sword, soared into the air, radiating an even more dazzling Sword Light.
"Jian Chen, you are seeking death."
Ye Fan, who was rapidly closing in, shouted from mid-air, his voice icy and devoid of concealment regarding his murderous intent.
However, upon seeing Ye Qiancheng and the others retreating back to lower ground...
The sword strike just unleashed by Jian Chen was blocked by the Two Instruments of Life and Death Formation.
Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.
After all, although his memories had awakened, the blood flowing through him in this life was still that of the Ye Family.
These people from the Ye Family were his irreplaceable kin.
Naturally, he was concerned for their lives and could not turn a blind eye to their fate.
However, seeing that Jian Chen was not willing to relent and was preparing to strike at the Ye Clan members again, a killing intent surged within Ye Fan, unmasked and palpable.
No matter what, Ye Fan had made up his mind.
Today, he would definitely slay Jian Chen.
Upon hearing Ye Fan's words and sensing the murderous intent in his tone, Jian Chen felt a chill in his heart, accompanied by a deep sense of dread.
In an instant, he appeared above the Ye Family.
A High-Quality Spirit Tool Flying Sword flew into his hand in an instant.
He raised it, unleashing a long Sword Light.
"Ye Fan, if you dare to come any closer, I will strike you down with this sword."
"I don't believe that a mere formation can withstand the full force of a master in the Great Accomplishment Period like me."
Although Jian Chen was somewhat shocked that his previous strike had been blocked, it was merely a casual attack, not his full strength. If he had unleashed his full power, the might would have been far greater. Thus, he thought he could intimidate Ye Fan.
Ye Fan did not slow down; he rushed forward and shouted, "Go ahead and try, but I fear you may not get the chance to strike."
As soon as his voice fell, Ye Fan pushed off with great force from his legs.
"Clang!"
A resounding sound of metal clashing echoed through the air.
The Alchemical Furnace floating beneath him suddenly emitted a dazzling Radiant Light and hurtled directly toward Jian Chen with a fierce roar.
"You bastard, you little punk... enough already!"
Seeing the Alchemical Furnace rushing toward him with a deafening whoosh, Jian Chen couldn't help but explode in rage, cursing loudly. This was not the first time Ye Fan had used this Alchemical Furnace against him.
This time, he actually used the Alchemical Furnace to strike him.
It was simply too much!
However, facing the ugly Ye Fan and his Alchemical Furnace, Jian Chen had no choice but to take it seriously.
Though the Alchemical Furnace was hideous, it was still a High-Quality Spirit Tool, truly extraordinary.
Under Ye Fan's control, its power was astonishing.
Last time, Ye Fan had shown restraint.
Now it was clear that Ye Fan intended to go for the kill.
If struck, Jian Chen would likely be left severely injured or worse.
"Ultimate Sword Technique!"
Jian Chen's hands moved rapidly, unleashing a series of Sword Techniques.
He struck directly at the hilt of the High-Quality Spirit Tool, the Flying Sword, in front of him.
"Clang!!!"
The sword body trembled continuously, emitting an even more terrifying Sword Light.
"Go!"
Jian Chen shouted loudly, his hands suddenly pointing forward.
The High-Quality Spirit Tool, the Flying Sword, erupted with incredible speed, crashing toward the oncoming Alchemical Furnace.
"Clang!"
"Boom!"
The Flying Sword collided with the Alchemical Furnace.
A thunderous sound echoed, and terrifying energy scattered wildly.
In the next moment, Jian Chen's High-Quality Spirit Tool and Ye Fan's Alchemical Furnace were both sent flying backward.
Ye Fan caught the Alchemical Furnace in his hands, gripping it tightly as he stepped forward with overwhelming momentum.
He intended to close in and slay Jian Chen directly.
However, at that moment, Stone Cold, who was rapidly pursuing from behind Ye Fan, shouted, "Kid, your opponent is me."
As Stone Cold's voice rang out, a Sword Light far more formidable than the one Jian Chen had unleashed surged through the air toward Ye Fan, enveloping him completely.
Ye Fan's eyes sparkled with intensity.
Faced with the strike from Stone Cold at the Peak of the Great Achievement Stage, he had no choice but to take it seriously.
Thus, he had to abandon his intention to attack Jian Chen and raised the Alchemical Furnace in his hands.
He rapidly mobilized the spiritual energy within him, pouring it frantically into the Alchemical Furnace.
“Buzz!!!”
As Ye Fan's spiritual energy continuously surged in, the Alchemical Furnace he held aloft began to tremble violently, emitting an increasingly blinding Radiant Light.
He lifted it directly with both hands, positioning it in front of himself.
“Clang! Clang! Clang!!!”
The sword strike from Stone Cold descended in an instant.
However, Ye Fan blocked it with the Alchemical Furnace, resulting in a series of explosive sounds and echoes.
Under that strike, Ye Fan was actually forced to stagger backward several steps.
His arms, which held the Alchemical Furnace, felt a faint numbness.
His clothes were torn by the sword's aura.
Cracks appeared on the surface of the Alchemical Furnace.
“This can actually withstand it…!!!”
Yet, upon seeing Ye Fan's current state, Stone Cold felt even more astonished.
That strike had been nearly his full power.
Moreover, there was an element of surprise in the attack.
However, it was unexpectedly blocked by Ye Fan!
Although Ye Fan looked somewhat disheveled at that moment, Stone Cold could sense that his full-force strike had not inflicted any substantial harm on Ye Fan.
"Very good!"
As he steadied himself, a cold expression filled Ye Fan's youthful face. He put away the Alchemical Furnace and cast a chilling gaze toward Stone Cold in the distance. Then, in a tone devoid of emotion, he said, "Do you know how to write the word 'despair'? It's an honor; you have successfully angered me. Next, I will make you feel what true despair is."
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