Lan Qier could only put all her bets on Ding Fan now. Staying here ant death, jumping down might offer a sliver of hope for survival.
Right after Lan Qier's parents jumped, the entire mountain began to tremble violently, looking as though it could collapse at any mont.
Lan Qier didn't dare delay; she leaped forward, jumping straight down.
With a thunderous rumble, Nanfeng Mountain roared again, stones starting to fall from mid-air.
So hit Lan Qier, causing her great pain.
Nanfeng Mountain was extrely high, and although Lan Qier had so cultivation, jumping from such a height made it hard to ensure her survival.
At this point, Lan Qier couldn't control her body; she could only close her eyes tight and leave everything to fate.
But just as Lan Qier was about to hit the ground, she suddenly felt an invisible force lifting her upwards.
Lan Qier abruptly opened her eyes; it seed as though sothing was holding her up.
While she was shocked at what it could be, her body was gently placed on the ground.
"You all need to leave quickly. Nanfeng Mountain is about to collapse," said Ding Fan, already issuing orders.
While Lan Qier was still stunned, everyone around knew that Ding Fan had saved them, making him appear incredibly grand in their eyes.
Therefore, whatever Ding Fan said, these people certainly didn't hesitate to obey.
"Master, aren't you coming with us?" asked Sun Qi next to Ding Fan.
Ding Fan shook his head. "You go ahead; I still have things to take care of."
"Then, Master, where should we et up?"
After pondering for a mont, Ding Fan said, "Leave so markers along the way; I'll find you later."
Seeing Ding Fan say this, Sun Qi did not press further and imdiately led the people of Hundred Herbs Sect away.
Lan Qier wanted to say sothing to Ding Fan but knowing his consistently indifferent attitude towards her since their acquaintance stopped her.
However, after pondering a while, Lan Qier stepped forward. "Thank you."
After dropping these words, Lan Qier walked away without looking back.
Once everyone had left, Ding Fan started sprinting in the opposite direction.
Ding Fan had chosen this route because he could distinctly feel a terrifying power fixating on him.
Even now, in the mid-stage of Foundation Establishnt, Ding Fan felt a chill down his spine sensing that power, indicating his adversary must be incredibly formidable.
That was precisely why Ding Fan didn't want so many people following him.
Those people following him wouldn't be of any help.
Without them, Ding Fan's actions could be more flexible, and if the opponent's combat power was indeed overwhelming, Ding Fan could still choose to retreat with ease.
Ding Fan raced along at a breakneck pace; with his current level of cultivation, his full-speed run was astoundingly fast.
But no matter how fast Ding Fan ran, he just couldn't shake off that terrifying presence…
At this mont, Ding Fan felt a deep sense of dread; the owner of that terrifying presence might be the most powerful individual Ding Fan had encountered since his rebirth.
While Ding Fan was pondering the formidable origins of his pursuer, a figure suddenly appeared about dozens of ters ahead of him.
Ding Fan imdiately stopped; the figure inadvertently blocked his path.
And in that mont, the figure had already approached Ding Fan.
The newcor wore a black straw-hat, so Ding Fan couldn't see his face clearly, but the person was not tall and looked sowhat frail, holding a wisteria cane in hand.
"Kid, you really are ruthless, wiping out my Earth Dragon Sect disciples and descendants in one fell swoop…" the person said with a chilling Yin Qi.
Hearing this, Ding Fan guessed that the person in front of him was likely the Old Sect Leader of the Earth Dragon Sect.
Ding Fan probed the cultivation level of the newcor with his Divine Sense.
So far, the highest level cultivator Ding Fan had encountered was Lady Fang within Haijiao Jungle, and this person before him, his cultivation level was clearly above Lady Fang's...
This level of cultivation was beyond Ding Fan's comprehension...
Despite no movents from the adversary, the aura was imnsely strong, giving off a dominating vibe...
"That's because your disciple committed nurous atrocities; killing him was justified," Ding Fan responded firmly, despite the powerful aura exerted by the other.
Having lived two lives, Ding Fan had never been so frightened by anyone that he couldn't move. During his ti in the Cultivation World, it was his refusal to back down that led him to a mutual demise with a cultivator of the Ergence Stage, one rank higher than him.
Thus, Ding Fan wasn't scared easily, and now facing such a powerful enemy, he remained composed and confident...
The person paused slightly after hearing Ding Fan's words.
In the face of his powerful aura, many would imdiately feel their legs go weak, but Ding Fan, still so young, managed to remain completely composed...
"So young yet so powerfully cultivated, it seems you have had so remarkable adventures…" The person did not get angry at Ding Fan's words, but instead, began assessing Ding Fan with interest.
With a swift motion, Ding Fan drew out the Nine Profound Iron sword.
Ding Fan understood that the situation at hand wasn't sothing that could be easily talked over, as most Earth Dragon Sect mbers had been buried beneath Nanfeng Mountain by his Explosive Talismans.
Having killed so many from the Earth Dragon Sect, the monstrous figure in front of him would undoubtedly not let him go.
"Kid, if you are willing to take as your master, I can not only spare your life, but I can also make you unrivaled and dominant in the world..." the person suddenly shifted his tone and spoke directly.
Ding Fan had already prepared himself to fight, but after hearing the other's proposal, his brow furrowed deeply.
"I killed hundreds from your sect, and you're not going to kill ? You want to take as your apprentice instead?" Ding Fan voiced his confusion.
"Those fools, if they're dead, they're just dead…," the newcor said indifferently, devoid of any emotion. "As long as you agree to take as your master, everything I promised will be fulfilled. Moreover, with you, rebuilding the Earth Dragon Sect within ten years will be a simple matter."
At this mont, Ding Fan genuinely felt sad for those foolish mbers of the Earth Dragon Sect.
The Sect Leader of the Earth Dragon Sect didn't care at all about the disciples buried alive under Nanfeng; one could say their deaths ant nothing to him… It didn't concern him in the slightest.
Now, what he was thinking about was how to take in disciples now and how to redevelop his power later.
To such a person who regarded others' lives as worthless, let alone taking him as a master, Ding Fan would never consider worshiping such a person as his teacher.
Whoosh…
At that mont, Ding Fan abruptly made his move.
A Wind Blade incredibly swift and direct slashed toward the newcor.
The opponent's level of cultivation completely exceeded Ding Fan's understanding, so to gain the upper hand, there was only one option: strike first.
However, Ding Fan also understood that such a Wind Blade had absolutely no chance of taking the opponent's life. Thus, as the Wind Blade was unleashed, he moved closer, simultaneously thrusting the Nine Profound Iron towards the newcor's chest.
"Decisive and resolute in action! Not bad, not bad… You're really starting to suit my taste!"
The newcor sidestepped, easily dodging the Wind Blade that Ding Fan had slashed and also the subsequent sword thrust.
A turn and a dodge - he evaded them both effortlessly.
Ding Fan's expression beca solemn.
From the movent of the opponent, it was clear that he avoided the attacks with complete ease.
Although the opponent had not counter-attacked yet, Ding Fan knew that today's battle would be extrely perilous.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh… Ding Fan pressed on closer, his Nine Profound Iron repeatedly slashing towards the newcor's chest and eyes.
Ding Fan's swordsmanship flowed smoothly and continuously, striking like flowing water, each sword thrust following closely upon the last.
Initially, the newcor had sowhat underestimated Ding Fan, but as Ding Fan's swordplay unfolded, his brows furrowed in deep concentration.
What the newcor hadn't expected was that despite Ding Fan's young age, his sword moves were exquisite and his Inner Strength was overwhelmingly powerful. The Vitality moved with the sword, and the sword followed the will…
Even if the newcor didn't want to admit it, he had to acknowledge that Ding Fan had indeed achieved unity of man and sword…
Ding Fan's sword techniques were endless, and in just a while, the newcor no longer possessed his initial composure.
"It seems I've underestimated you…" the newcor finished his sentence. "Now, let show you what real power is."
The newcor raised his right hand, and suddenly, a powerful aura began to flow…
Ding Fan's gaze intensified.
He could see that the opponent was rely gathering energy, yet he was already affecting the surrounding aura…
The opponent was indeed very strong!
"Now!"
The newcor thrust out his right hand.
Boom… Thunderous rumbling…
At that mont, a mighty Inner Strength roared towards Ding Fan.
Faced with such a thunderous strike, Ding Fan chose not to flee.
Ding Fan could see that the newcor intended to use this formidable Vitality to force him into submission…
This was nothing but a display of bullying the weak…
Ding Fan was not accustod to being treated as the weaker party and stepped on, so when faced with the opponent's formidable Inner Strength, Ding Fan chose not to avoid it; instead, he wanted to asure his own strength, as well as the opponent's!
"Kill!" Ding Fan suddenly roared.
A mont later, a powerful Inner Strength burst forth directly from Ding Fan. Then, with both hands, he drove his own Inner Strength towards the newcor.
Seeing Ding Fan not dodge and instead choosing to clash head-on, the newcor scoffed lightly.
"Courting death…"
Boom… Continuous thunderous explosions…
The Inner Strengths of the two violently collided.
Instantly, the arena seed like two full-speed trains crashing into each other.
Dust surged, the trees around the arena were swept down by the fierce wind in the blink of an eye, and the ground also started to shake violently…
Whoosh…
Ding Fan was sent flying out of the chaotic arena.
Although Ding Fan was hurled through the air, he managed to control his posture; after stabilizing himself, he finally landed awkwardly on the ground.
Pfft…
At that mont, Ding Fan spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood.
The opponent's strength was far beyond Ding Fan's imagination. It was terrifying, to say the least.
"You… you're still not dead?" Just as Ding Fan was sent flying, the newcor approached.
The look in the newcor's eyes was full of astonishnt.
To intimidate Ding Fan just now, the newcor had used about eighty to ninety percent of his power. Under such force, there were very few who could withstand it.
Yet this young man before him had managed it…
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