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Shentu, the second strongest of the Heavenly Heart Sect, remained by Wen Tian Jun's corpse.
Wen Tian Jun was dead, and so were the Four Great Elders. Adding to that were the Four Great Elders who had been slain by Ye Fan within the Heavenly Heart Sect.
The Eight Grand Elders of the Heavenly Heart Sect had all indirectly or directly perished at Ye Fan's hands. Even the sect leader, Wen Tian Jun, was no exception.
Shentu understood that from this day forward, the Heavenly Heart Sect was finished!
Even if there were still tens of thousands of disciples left, what did it matter? Without peak figures to hold the fort, they would merely become a small sect among many.
They could easily be devoured by enemies and other sects.
Thus, he did not flee; Shentu knew that even if he wanted to escape, there would be no place to hide. If Ye Fan wanted him dead, he would have nowhere to run.
Even powerful entities like the White Jade Dragon Palace and Sky Edge Pavilion had to bow their heads before Ye Fan. If Ye Fan united with them to hunt him down, could he possibly escape?
Raising his head to look at Ye Fan, Shentu's killing intent was unmistakable. He gently laid Wen Tian Jun's body on the ground, then stood up and faced Ye Fan directly, gritting his teeth as he said, "If you think you can rely on a woman to kill me, then I, Shentu, admit that I have no chance of retaliation."
"As for how you want me to die, isn't that entirely up to you?"
"But."
Shentu's gaze suddenly turned to Ye Fan, filled with disdain.
"But what? Spit it out."
Ye Fan frowned slightly, feeling uncomfortable under Shentu's contemptuous stare.
Shentu sneered and said in a dismissive tone, "What I mean is, you only hide behind a woman. I look down on you."
"I'm hiding behind a woman?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh. He pointed to his position and said, "Open your eyes and see clearly. I'm clearly standing in front of her!"
"Go on, what do you really mean?"
Ye Fan understood that Shentu was implying something.
Since death was inevitable anyway, Shentu spoke without any reservations.
He directly stated, "If you want me to die willingly, then come and fight me fairly."
"I don't think you dare!"
After saying this, Shentu's eyes were filled with cold laughter and sarcasm, intentionally provoking him.
Before Ye Fan could respond, Wuma Xian'er, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but show a hint of a mocking smile and coldly said, "Is it fair to bully a child with your cultivation level and age? Do you feel proud of that?"
Upon hearing this, Shentu cast a dark glance at Wuma Xian'er but remained silent.
Although his request was somewhat shameless.
But this was his only chance to avenge Ye Fan against the Sect Master and others.
Ye Fan coldly scrutinized Shentu, fully aware of what was going through his mind.
Nevertheless, Ye Fan decisively nodded and said, "Alright, if you want to fight me to make it fair, then I'll grant you that. Let’s make sure you die clearly today."
Wuma Xian'er frowned instantly, looking at Ye Fan. "Just kill him directly; why bother with someone who is about to die?"
After all, Shentu was at the Peak of Ascension in terms of Cultivation. Wuma Xian'er was concerned that Ye Fan, being young and impulsive, might put himself in danger. As her words fell, a hand as smooth and white as jade slowly reached out.
To kill Shentu, she only needed a single finger.
However, it was directly blocked by Ye Fan.
Looking at Wuma Xian'er, Ye Fan shook his head and smiled. "Sister Xianer, you should have faith in me."
"Are you confident?"
Seeing the confident smile on Ye Fan's face, Wuma Xian'er furrowed her brows slightly.
Ye Fan nodded at her, giving her a reassuring look.
"Alright then!"
Wuma Xian'er chose not to say more, but with her presence here, even if Ye Fan truly struggled, it wouldn't be easy for Shentu to kill him.
At a critical moment, she would intervene as needed.
"Make your move!"
Ye Fan stepped forward and spoke directly.
"Alright, since you want to seek death, don't blame me for what happens next." Shentu's gaze locked onto Ye Fan, his eyes glinting with coldness. In an instant, he soared into the sky, summoning a Spirit Sword that he hurled toward Ye Fan.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Fan executed the Gale Shadow Technique, and Shentu's sword cleaved through a shadowy afterimage.
However, Ye Fan's figure had already appeared behind him, delivering a thunderous punch.
Though Ye Fan was still at the Tribulation Stage, his combat power was terrifyingly formidable.
With all his might, he unleashed a punch that possessed strength comparable to the Mid Stage of Ascension or even late-stage power.
Even a Peak of Ascension expert would be injured if they took that punch head-on.
Yet at this moment, Shentu's heart hardened. As he sensed Ye Fan's punch coming from behind, he unexpectedly turned around, fully exposing his chest to Ye Fan.
He didn't dodge at all.
"Boom!"
Ye Fan's fist struck Shentu with tremendous force.
Shentu's body trembled violently as the protective spirit energy surrounding him shattered instantly, and blood spilled from his mouth.
However, a sinister smile emerged on Shentu's face.
"Kid, perish!"
"Whoosh!"
The Supreme Spirit Tool Flying Sword in his hand pierced through the air, aimed directly at Ye Fan's Dantian Qi Sea, intending to shatter Ye Fan's Nascent Soul with a single strike.
If the Nascent Soul were to break, death would be inevitable.
"That's ruthless!"
Ye Fan couldn't help but admire Shentu's cruelty; he was willing to endure a blow just to kill him.
"Whoosh!"
Shentu, a Peak of Ascension expert, unleashed a terrifying sword strike at such close range with all his might.
There was no time to think. Just as Wuma Xian'er was about to make her move, Ye Fan activated the Domain of the Origin Sky and executed the Gale Shadow Technique, retreating at lightning speed.
"Don't intervene."
While retreating rapidly, Ye Fan shouted at Wuma Xian'er.
Wuma Xian'er's brows furrowed slightly again; her hand, which had just reached out, slowly lowered.
Ye Fan continued to back away while Shentu, wielding the Supreme Spirit Tool Flying Sword, relentlessly pursued him.
At that moment, the Flying Sword in Shentu's hand erupted with an incredibly blinding light, its power continuously growing stronger.
It could be said that Shentu was using all his strength, determined to slay Ye Fan with this one strike.
"Zzzz..."
The sword tip gradually penetrated inward, tearing a gash in the Domain of the Origin Sky that Ye Fan had maintained, inch by inch.
"Bang!"
As the power within Shentu surged wildly into the Supreme Spirit Tool Flying Sword in his hand, Ye Fan's Domain of the Origin Sky could no longer withstand such a terrifying sword energy attack. With a loud crash, it shattered violently.
"Clang!"
The sword energy crisscrossed, and the Sword Light shone brilliantly. At this moment, Shentu appeared as dazzling as a Blazing Sun, seemingly radiating its final brilliance.
He continued to move forward, his sword momentum relentless.
The sword tip had already reached Ye Fan's Dantian.
It was just an inch away from tearing apart the last layer of protective spiritual energy surrounding him.
This lethal strike could penetrate within.
In an instant, it would turn the Nascent Soul within his Dantian into dust.
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