CHAPTER 280: CHAPTER 275: STORM

In the blink of an eye, all five Condensed Core Realm cultivators were killed, and even Han Qingzi hadn’t reacted much.

These five cultivators, though only at the early stage of Condensation, and not very strong in combat, were still Condensed Core Realm Qi Cultivators, yet Li Fan killed them effortlessly.

"Just you left." Li Fan looked up at Han Qingzi.

"Were Song Boling and Old Monster Li killed by you?" Han Qingzi suddenly remembered something. Back then, the Song Family and West Emperor Palace investigated Song Boling’s death, but never found the true culprit. It was rumored the killer was a powerful Condensed Core Realm Sword Cultivator.

But at this moment, Han Qingzi realized that the killer was indeed not any Condensed Core Realm Sword Cultivator, but a Foundation Establishment Sword Practitioner, along with several Condensed Core Realm cultivators working together, just like how they were dealing with them now.

"Smart." Li Fan said.

Han Qingzi looked pale upon hearing this, and said, "Young Master Yang, what we have is just a small grudge. Why don’t we make peace? Tell me how many pills you want, and I will offer them up as an apology."

"Small grudge?" Li Fan sneered, the other side had always been thinking about him, otherwise, they wouldn’t have easily been lured here.

The Soul-Attracting Bell flew toward Han Qingzi’s direction, and Li Fan said, "Do it."

Having said that, several Condensed Core Realm cultivators attacked simultaneously.

"Do you think I’m scared of you?" Han Qingzi shouted, and behind him appeared a Magma Giant. The Destruction Fire from the Magma Flame Array was cascading down, ready to smelt the space into nothingness.

A thought crossed his mind, and flying swords shot out, rushing toward Han Qingzi.

"Hmph." Han Qingzi snorted coldly, the Magma Giant extended a massive hand to block around, a Treasure Furnace appeared before him, aiming at Li Fan’s direction.

"Go..."

As Han Qingzi’s words fell, that furnace flew toward Li Fan, swiftly enlarging, filled with the terrifying aura of flame, releasing a torrent of blazing fire.

A sword array appeared before Li Fan, the intense stream of flames crashed onto the sword array, actually smelting the array into nothingness. Han Qingzi, being a Pill Master at the mid-stage of Condensed Core, wasn’t weak in combat.

While Han Qingzi was dealing with Li Fan, a giant blood-red claw reached toward him, with thunder contained within the blood-red hue.

"Old Monster Li’s magical treasure." The Magma Giant behind Han Qingzi raised a huge arm to blast at the blood-colored claw, but saw attacks from several Condensed Core Realm cultivators pouring in around him.

His hands formed seals, and instantly, massive destructive fireballs appeared within the flame array, crazily charging at everyone.

A sword suddenly struck, Han Qingzi withdrew to evade the strike, but in a split second, another sword attacked again as if ignoring the spatial distance. He titled his head, raising an arm to block.

Bang... A sharp pain spread from his flaming arm, blood splattered.

His face was extremely grim; this Foundation Establishment cultivator’s flying sword was indeed the most troublesome. Such attacks at this realm couldn’t typically threaten him, yet were elusive and their strength exceeded that of a Condensed Core Realm Qi Cultivator at the initial stage.

His body shot upward, forced to dodge, but saw the opponent’s flying sword follow like a shadow, one sword after another shuttled through the void, locking down the space around him.

"Damn it..." Han Qingzi shouted, the air around him seemed to freeze and solidify, and the attacks from others rushed in, blocking the space.

Puchi.

A flying sword pierced his body, caught in his palm at the moment of piercing.

"Buzz."

The Soul-Attracting Bell appeared above his head, its ringing reverberating, Han Qingzi roared furiously, his body seemingly transformed into a flame giant, enveloped entirely by magma fire, seemingly no longer of flesh and blood.

"Poof."

Yet another sword stabbed down, unable to penetrate his body, lodged atop his flame-touched body.

A radiant blade light descended, Sun Zhao’s blade cut into his shoulder, slicing into flesh, Han Qingzi’s flame-filled eyes glared at him, raising a palm to blast Sun Zhao away.

A Thunder Whip bound Han Qingzi’s body, pulling Luo Qingyan toward him with brute force, and Meng Hong’s attack fell as well, Han Qingzi seemed unaware, bearing it with only killing intent.

"Cannot kill it?" Li Fan saw Han Qingzi transformed into a flame giant with terrifying defense, and with a thought, nine swords fell simultaneously, piercing into Han Qingzi’s body, making him let out deep roars, as if driven insane.

In front of Li Fan, a sword array activated, countless sharp swords transforming into a sword ring, dazzlingly brilliant, with the Skywalker Sword in the center.

A brilliant light bloomed, the sword array rotated, but countless sword shadows merged into the Skywalker Sword, making its emitted sword glow even more dreadful, as if an Immortal Sword.

"Heavenly Yuan Unity."

With a thought from Li Fan, accompanied by a dazzling radiant light, the Skywalker Sword transformed into light and vanished in an instant.

"Bang..." An explosive sound rang out, and the Skywalker Sword pierced through Han Qingzi’s head, causing an explosion, the massive body trembled, then endless flames detached from the body, revealing Han Qingzi’s corpse.

Luo Qingyan looked at Li Fan, her fluctuating aura showed some instability, yet a smile surfaced on her face as she asked, "What swordsmanship is this?"

Foundation Establishment Sword; if it landed on her, she simply could not withstand a single strike.

This guy, every time he acts, is stronger than the last.

Now he is constantly advancing towards the Condensed Core Realm. How powerful will he be once he achieves it?

It’s likely he can single-handedly defeat a Mid Stage Condensed Core cultivator.

He might even battle against those at the Late-stage of Condensation.

"The swordsmanship taught by the Immortal is naturally formidable." Li Fan moved forward with a smile. Luo Qingyan was too lazy to bother, and didn’t want to speak, this Li Fan was full of secrets.

"Everyone on West Emperor Island only knows about Han Qingzi’s alchemy skills, neglecting his combat prowess. He hides it well, no wonder he dared to come here, alas, he encountered you." Sun Zhao also looked at Li Fan.

Li Fan was already gathering the spoils. He found a treasure gourd and after connecting it with his Divine Soul, he willed it larger and opened the top, releasing an extremely rich fragrance of pills.

"This old fox is cunning and cautious, carrying pills with him, and we captured them all at once." Li Fan beamed.

Luo Qingyan’s eyes lit up, the entire fortune of a Pill Master... a windfall.

Moreover, Han Qingzi was the only Condensed Core Realm Pill Master publicly known on West Emperor Island.

While they were immersed in joy, in the distant sea, huge waves roared as if a colossal entity was moving, rushing toward the battlefield.

"What is it?" Luo Qingyan noticed the situation and glanced far away—what powerful demon energy.

"It’s a demon, a lot." Yue Qingqiu said softly.

Li Fan also sensed the presence of demon energy. This demon energy was different from when he hunted in the sea before, far stronger than the sea demons he’d encountered.

"Retreat..." He decisively called out, and they quickly headed towards West Emperor Island.

Behind them, massive waves soared, the sky above changed color, terrifying demon energy swept in, casting dark clouds over Li Fan and the others.

"Where do you think you’re going?"

A roar sounded, and they saw a Jiao Dragon phantom formed by demon energy descending toward them from behind.

Li Fan did not look back, but his sword struck the Jiao Dragon phantom, piercing through it instantly.

The Jiao Dragon phantom wasn’t real, merely formed by demon energy.

"There’s a top-tier Fifth Realms Great Demon." Meng Hong said, equivalent to a Late-stage of Condensation Qi Cultivator.

"It seems to be Jiao Demon Island, how dare they come here." Luo Qingyan said, though this sea area is somewhat distant from the mainland, it’s part of the West Emperor Island sea region.

Jiao Demon Island is a force of the West Sea demon world. If the West Emperor Palace knew of Jiao Demon Island’s proximity, the situation would be serious.

The pressure from behind grew stronger, a demon closing in, faster than them.

Li Fan and the others pushed their speed to the limit, darting above the sea. Behind them, a figure appeared as if armored, with wild hair, eyes locked on the fleeing group.

He raised a hand and grabbed at them from afar, only to see their rear reactive, the flying sword colliding with the claw.

Both speeds were rapid, soon they could see West Emperor Island.

Li Fan and the others continued forward, the pursuer glanced at the island, finally halting, silently standing atop the sea, moments later, sea demons converged from behind.

"Is it the human who killed the Young Master, not continuing the chase?"

"The army hasn’t arrived, why rush? He won’t survive." The figure in front spoke coldly.

Li Fan and the others returned to the island. He and Lu Yuan stood on his flying sword, turning to gaze at the distant sea.

Li Fan’s eyes turned golden, only to see demon energy soaring to the sky in the far direction, seemingly enveloping the sky above the sea.

Above the sea, massive waves surged, continually rolling towards them like a tsunami.

"Something’s about to happen..." Meng Hong murmured, "The sea demon world is about to rebel."

"Jiao Demon Island?" Li Fan looked at Meng Hong.

Meng Hong shook his head, "If it’s just Jiao Demon Island, they wouldn’t dare, it’s likely the force behind Jiao Demon Island."

"Are there such powerful demon forces in the West Sea?" Li Fan asked.

"The West Sea is vast, also a perfect habitat for demons. The storm from over a decade ago swept the West Sea." Meng Hong said softly.

Li Fan showed an unusual expression, recalling the Da Li Dynasty’s demon turmoil over a decade ago.

The West Sea was also affected?

Behind Li Fan, Lu Yuan’s face was similarly sober.

She certainly remembered that storm.