"I never expected Master Yuanyuan to be this kind of person!"
"If Master Yuanyuan rely targeted Xu Fan after the fact out of spite, that would just be petty. But now he's using Taoist power to try and kill Xu Fan. Such a mindset truly invokes disdain!"
"The abbot position falling into the hands of soone like him, the fate of our Buddhist Sect is worriso!"
Ten thousand monks buzzed with discussion. Most of them were not on Xu Fan's side before, but as Yuanyuan revealed his true colors, Xu Fan, an outsider, gained the support of thousands of Buddhist disciples.
However, even though these ten thousand monks were all indignant for Xu Fan and utterly despised Yuanyuan, it was all of no use.
Beneath the Mysterious Light Realm, all are ants! A Mysterious Light Realm expert is unmatched!
At this mont, everyone's eyes were once again fixed intently on Xu Fan. From start to finish, the young man never showed any sign of panic, his youthful face full of an incongruous calmness. Could he create yet another miracle?
For so reason, although everyone rationally knew that such a thing was unlikely to happen, they couldn't help but harbor a glimr of hope.
Even Zen Masters Yunzhi and Yuan Kong had to retreat, powerless in this predicant. Could this young man nad Xu Fan break through once again?
However, the cold words of Mingxuan shattered all of their hopes into pieces.
"So he's Xu Fan? The one rumored to have survived under the Supre Elder of our Taoist sect?"
Mingxuan looked at Xu Fan with interest, but it was rely a glance. After finding nothing interesting about Xu Fan, he quickly retracted his gaze, his expression returning to indifference, and coldly pronounced Xu Fan's death sentence with a single word.
"Kill."
Indeed, Mingxuan had a slight interest in Xu Fan, but only a slight one! Controlling the Buddhist Sect was of great importance, and Xu Fan was insignificant and unworthy of ntion in the grand scope of the Taoists' mission this ti.
Therefore, upon finding nothing special about Xu Fan, who seed just an ordinary Vajra Realm junior, Mingxuan's slight interest vanished instantly.
As the Supre Elder of the Taoist sect, Mingxuan could easily see that Yuanyuan's target on Xu Fan was an attempt to establish authority by killing one as a warning to all.
So Mingxuan didn't hesitate in the slightest, spitting out the cold word 'kill.'
Hearing Mingxuan's order, a cruel smile tugged at the corner of Yuanyuan's mouth. He looked at Xu Fan coldly but did not attack imdiately. Instead, he first bowed to Mingxuan.
"With Senior Brother's command, I dare not disobey!"
Establishing authority was a process. Yuanyuan intended not only to kill Xu Fan but to do so in an overwhelming, brutally shocking manner to instill fear in the masses.
At this mont, Yuanyuan straightened up, a majestic aura rising from his body. A misty Mysterious Light enveloped the surrounding space as he walked toward Xu Fan step by step. Xu Fan's forte was speed, but this ti, Yuanyuan used Mysterious Light to enclose the space around him, leaving Xu Fan not a single chance to escape.
Thud, thud, thud!
Every step Yuanyuan took pounded heavily on the ground, and with each step, his aura grew more powerful. The face of the monk, which should have been filled with compassion, was instead twisted with a cruel grin.
"Xu Fan! Having committed such a grave offense, why won't you admit it? Are you scared senseless?"
Under the terrifying Mysterious Light, countless monks felt as though they were carrying a mountain on their backs, unable to move. Monk Huitong, who was directly targeted, spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily into the ruins, unconscious, his life or death unknown.
Yuanyuan's actions were ant to serve as a warning, establishing authority! He gave Monk Huitong no chance to speak even half a word! If Monk Huitong were not part of the Buddhist Sect, he would have bled from all seven orifices and died instantly!
Yuanyuan unleashed his full strength, revealing his terrifying power!
Strangely, despite Yuanyuan's terrifying pressure, Xu Fan, rely in the Vajra Realm, seed completely unaffected, his deanor still calm, his expression still serene.
Only when he saw Monk Huitong coughing blood and flying out did Xu Fan's eyes flare with an incomparably cold and sharp light.
"Xu Fan! Your sins are imnse! Why aren't you kneeling to accept your fate?"
Seeing the cold gleam in Xu Fan's eyes, Yuanyuan inexplicably felt a sudden jolt of fear and, snapping back to reality, beca furious. He roared in anger, leaping through the air with overwhelming montum, charging toward Xu Fan to kill him!
After their previous encounter, Yuanyuan had already figured out Xu Fan's strengths—blinding speed and bizarre techniques to absorb external energy for his use, forming a fearso lotus.
Thus, Yuanyuan deliberately engaged in close combat, suppressing Xu Fan's speed with Mysterious Light, intending to crush him with the most visually impactful assault!
Moreover, close combat was one of Yuanyuan's advantages! Unable to absorb energy, and with his speed suppressed by Mysterious Light, no matter how cunning Xu Fan's techniques were, he'd be as helpless as fish on a chopping block!
Today, Yuanyuan would demonstrate to Xu Fan and everyone else that the gulf between the Vajra Realm and Mysterious Light Realm was impassable! It could not be bridged by re cunning!
"Die for !"
Yuanyuan, like a Vajra, slamd his palm fiercely toward Xu Fan, everyone holding their breaths in anticipation.
Yuanyuan was shrouded in Mysterious Light, his aura spreading boundlessly; he looked like a Vajra descending to the mortal realm, unbeatable! In contrast, Xu Fan, standing still, seed like a helpless lamb under a demon's claw.
As Yuanyuan's overwhelming strike was about to hit Xu Fan, many monks averted their gaze, unable to bear seeing Xu Fan's inevitable fate.
At that precise mont, Xu Fan, who had been standing silently like a spectator, finally made a move. A sudden, mocking smile full of deep ridicule curled on his young, handso face.
Facing the fearso killer Yuanyuan, Xu Fan's first reaction was not to dodge, nor to plead, but to sneer!
The next mont, as if freed from chains, the lamb under Yuanyuan's giant palm—the once ordinary Xu Fan—suddenly burst with golden spiritual power, enveloped in golden light, while his Fire Wings unfolded behind him, fists clenched tightly.
Boom!
A fiery silhouette flashed; Xu Fan's golden fist pierced the Mysterious Light Shield, landing a heavy blow right on Yuanyuan's face!
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