Taoist Immortal Mountain, where two sides confront each other with a clear distinction.
The thousands of Taoist disciples no longer need to agonize over whether to risk losing everything to beg Xu Fan for rcy. At this mont, injected with boundless power, they stand tall, puff out their chests, like fierce tigers, glaring at Xu Fan.
The reason for this huge change is simple. Fu Qing, who had been standing by the Central Hall's entrance observing, finally took a step forward.
His attitude, unabashed, the blazing fighting spirit reminiscent of Xu Fan's previous Sword Finger pointed at Fu Qing. Their gazes locked, a terrifying, boundless fighting spirit soared, almost suffocating the entire space!
"What a pity..."
Fu Qing sighed lightly, looking straight at Xu Fan, his eyes filled with regret.
For a powerful figure of Fu Qing's caliber, the so-called sect and loyalty can hardly restrain him. Such figures prefer to act according to their desires, and their sects often grant them imnse freedom. This is the right a strong person deserves.
Thus, Fu Qing ignores the Taoist disciples' lives below, forcing Mingxuan into dire straits.
Initially, Fu Qing didn't consider Xu Fan significant. Not killing Xu Fan was rely a bait to lure out the forces behind him. However, over ti, Fu Qing began to appreciate Xu Fan. An old monster of the Kai Yang Realm releasing fighting spirit against a Zhiwei Realm junior speaks volus of Fu Qing's respect and admiration for Xu Fan!
Yet, when Mingxuan lost, Fu Qing had no choice but to take action against Xu Fan.
The reason is simple: after waiting so long, the forces behind Xu Fan haven't shown up. If Xu Fan doesn't face danger, that force might never appear.
This is the only value Xu Fan has as a pawn!
Once Fu Qing decides to act against Xu Fan, there's no reason to hold back. Engaging in battle with all one's strength is the highest honor! The more Fu Qing admires Xu Fan, the stronger he must be to defeat him!
A once-in-a-century genius, Proud Bone prominent, yet destined to perish by his hand, how could it not be regrettable?
Boom!
Fu Qing steps forward towards Xu Fan, each step a level, as the montum increases with each level. At last, it forms a terrifying storm sweeping the area, under the starry sky, a gale roaring like blades!
Under this terrifying pressure, thousands of Taoist disciples are like boats in turbulent seas, wobbling, struggling to stay afloat. Bai Ying behind Xu Fan fares worse, feet digging into the earth, carving ters of trenches, halted only by crashing into a pillar, blood at his lips, miserably battered!
Thousands of Taoist disciples rely endure the lingering power, Bai Ying withstands only a fraction of the oppressive attack, while the monstrous waves all target the immovable figure standing like a rock!
Under brilliant golden light, the youth stands upright, unyielding, his youthful face brimming with excitent and anticipation! As if the impending earth-shattering battle is sothing he's been awaiting eagerly! His sword hand raises slowly, pointing directly at Fu Qing!
Seeing Xu Fan calm under his pressure again, Fu Qing clicks his tongue in amazent, hands behind his back, asking, "Boy, tell , what's your reason for coming here?"
This had puzzled Fu Qing for a long ti. Once he began to appreciate Xu Fan, he naturally thought of this question, unable to discern an answer.
Such a genius, by secluding himself for decades, could break through the Mysterious Light Realm, and within centuries, grow to be his equal! Perhaps even break through to realms the Sect Leader hasn't, to ascend above! Such talent, how many strong ones crave but can't attain?
Yet Xu Fan doesn't cherish it, coming to the Taoist Immortal Mountain at the re Zhiwei Realm, becoming a pawn for two great forces' duel. How pathetic?
Xu Fan was slightly taken aback, evidently not expecting Fu Qing to ask him this suddenly. Yet in a blink, his chest filled again with great excitent, "Because of a promise."
The response seed hasty, and Fu Qing was clearly not satisfied, slightly frowning and asking further, "Whose promise can make you disregard your life so much?"
To beings like Fu Qing, promises appear extrely foolish. Living for thousands of years, aren't they all achieving their goals through cunning stratagems? In their eyes, only interests and unscrupulous ans matter!
Two levels of individuals have entirely different values.
Xu Fan feels a fla burning in his chest, seemingly ready to incinerate all reason! Xu Fan understands this as extre excitent and desire for battle! However, since Fu Qing hasn't shown the intention to fight, Xu Fan naturally wouldn't initiate an attack.
Suppressing the fla in his chest, Xu Fan faces Fu Qing solemnly, "Not a promise to anyone, just sothing I said before. The Taoists insulted , and I vowed to one day crush the Taoists, that's all! If I must say it's a promise, then it's a promise to myself."
These words are rely to appease Fu Qing; Xu Fan's real purpose for coming to the Taoists is not only to test his fighting power after breaking through the Zhiwei Realm. More importantly, it's to determine whether the disappearance of Xia Xiaodie and others relates to the Taoists.
If the Taoists did kidnap them, Xu Fan will rescue them from their grasp. If not, at least the battle spread could deter others from harming Xia Xiaodie and the others. Now it seems it's the latter.
"Ridiculous! Utterly foolish!"
Fu Qing rarely gets this angry, and now he lashes out at Xu Fan, "If you were strong, not only the Taoists, but all would fear you! Yet now, at re Zhiwei Realm, you're attacking rashly and ruining your future! Fool!"
Fu Qing's anger shocked everyone. None could understand the reason for his fury.
Xu Fan is even more bewildered, now unwilling to exchange words with Fu Qing. He raises his sword hand, rudely shouting, "Old fellow! Enough with the nonsense! Do you dare battle ?"
"Utterly laughable! Utterly laughable!"
Fu Qing, enraged, laughs in scorn. No longer seeing Xu Fan as a rare genius, such a reckless genius, surviving to reach the Zhiwei Realm, is already against heavenly reason!
"Since you're eager to die, I'll grant you that wish!"
Buzz!
As the words fall, the star sigil appears, star brilliance descends, the ground seems blanketed by silver frost, and the air within the plaza boils like a cauldron!
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