Chapter 452: Chapter 235: Heaven and Earth’s Longevity, Come Quickly to Nanchuan City (2)

With a saber in hand, Wei Fan’s aura surged, his entire form radiating an endless sharpness, the Sword Intent soaring to the skies, as if to cut through the heavens.

"Who said I don’t have top-level Martial Venerate Divine Soldiers? It’s just that ordinary trash isn’t qualified for me to use them against!"

Wei Fan stepped forward, his True Essence bursting forth, raising the Tiger Soul Saber high and slashing down. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

In the next moment, a Sword Aura that seemed to connect heaven and earth sliced through the clouds and descended.

"You actually cultivated the Heaven-Reaching Saber Manual to such a level!"

Jiang Yi was shocked, thrusting forward with the long spear in his hands.

Boom!

The spear aura and sword aura exploded almost simultaneously, the destructive waves sending Jiang Yi flying, somersaulting several times in mid-air.

"Let’s see how much life you have to burn!"

Wei Fan roared, his muscles bulging like mountains as he swept out another slash.

Jiang Yi, who initially looked in his fifties, had been burning his Life Force for a long period, causing wrinkles to multiply on his face, and even a few strands of white hair appeared, emanating an aura of twilight.

Continuing on like this, even if Wei Fan didn’t kill him, he would still die of old age due to the exhaustion of his Life Force.

Moreover, he couldn’t hold on until that time, as Wei Fan, wielding the Tiger Soul Saber, again surpassed Jiang Yi in strength, forcing Jiang Yi back with each clash of their weapons, his aging accelerating even faster.

At this point, Miao Jiujiang had no courage to rush forward; if Wei Fan was about to kill even Jiang Yi, then how could he stand a chance?

Slash!

Blood splattered as Wei Fan seized a gap and cut Jiang Yi in half at the waist.

Jiang Yi, his hair now mostly white, finally showed fear: "I am the envoy of the Desert Martial Alliance!"

He regretted trying to control Wei Fan. Originally, he came on behalf of the Desert Martial Alliance to find Wei Fan, merely intending to discuss the extermination of Wei Fan’s sect and to resolve the vendetta between Wei Fan and the Mist Smoke Sect.

Who knew that just putting on a bit of a show to give a subtle warning would provoke this Killing God into a frenzy?

"Even if you were the Alliance Leader of the Desert Martial Alliance, you’d still have to die!"

Wei Fan coldly said, given how far the confrontation had gone, not killing would only lead to more trouble; killing could intimidate the Desert Martial Alliance, buying more time for himself.

After all, the Desert Martial Alliance is an alliance, unlike the Court or Demon Hunter Organization, whose members couldn’t be of one mind.

As long as power and ferocity were displayed, those wanting to make a stand would have to consider the consequences of not being able to kill me and facing vengeance.

"I said long ago, whoever bothers me dies. Do you think I was joking with you?"

The Tiger Soul Saber slashed down, directly splitting Jiang Yi’s head in half, his Primordial Spirit eradicated along with it.

This statement was somewhat inaccurate; he had indeed said that whoever bothered him would die, but the point was that those who heard this were already slain by him, with no other chances for people to hear about it.

Miao Jiujiang trembled all over, horrified as he watched Jiang Yi’s body split in two: "How dare you, he was an elder of the Extreme Martial Sect and a representative of the Desert Martial Alliance. We only wanted to discuss a bit with you, and you kill!"

Wei Fan’s Will Power swept over, collecting Jiang Yi’s Martial Venerate Divine Soldiers and Storage Gourd: "Discuss? Asking me over with airs of arrogance and then leaving me aside is called discussing?

Being high up for so long, you thought I too could be trifled with at will!"

His figure flashed continuously in the void, catching up with the fleeing Miao Jiujiang: "Next time, invite someone formidable, please."

Without waiting for Miao Jiujiang to respond, he slashed him too.

In the distance, Liu Guangyu and Ji Qingyue stood in the void, a chill running down their spines.

The Mist Smoke Sect, in the Daqian Kingdom, was among the strongest sects, yet their Sect Leader Wei Fan said kill and killed.

Miao Jiujiang was one thing; the truly terrifying part was that even Jiang Yi, an elder of the Extreme Martial Sect, was killed.

The opponent wasn’t just a simple elder of the Extreme Martial Sect but a representative of the Desert Martial Alliance. Wei Fan’s single slash not only killed an elder of the Extreme Martial Sect but also shattered the prestige and face of the Desert Martial Alliance.

When the Desert Martial Alliance was at its peak, it almost ruled the entire Wilderness, with the major Imperial Dynasties bowing down. If not for the emergence of the Demon Hunter Organization, it would have been hard to say whose land it was now!

After securing the spoils of war, Wei Fan pulverized the bones of Jiang Yi and Miao Jiujiang, turning to fly towards Yunzhou City with Ji Qingyue and Liu Guangyu.

"Be careful, the Extreme Martial Sect isn’t weak, and they hold significant power within the Desert Martial Alliance!"

After some thought, Liu Guangyu reminded Wei Fan, as it seemed Wei Fan didn’t know the identity of those he’d killed.

Wei Fan looked puzzled at Liu Guangyu: "Extreme Martial Sect?"

Now familiar with the Daqian Kingdom, he hadn’t even heard of the Extreme Martial Sect!

Liu Guangyu quickly explained the origin of the Extreme Martial Sect in a few words.

"So the Purple Profound Martial Arts Manual is their sect’s ultimate technique."

Wei Fan revealed a look of interest, no wonder the Purple Profound Martial Arts Manual used by Jiang Yi was more comprehensive than what he had learned from the Demon Hunter Organization; it turns out the manual was that sect’s ultimate technique.

"Do they have any Martial King powerhouses?"

Liu Guangyu shook his head: "How could they? Since the Battle of the Fallen Saint two thousand years ago, no Martial Saints have emerged from the Wilderness, and even King-level experts are seldom born; these royal families, most were merely descendants of past kings!

Though they might lack Martial Kings, do not underestimate them; Martial Kings may leave behind techniques or weapons.

The royal families aren’t just for show; they have their own foundations, it’s best not to underestimate them!"

Wei Fan nodded, and the three soon returned to Yunzhou City, where Liu Guangyu parted ways with them to return to the Demon Suppression Bureau, while Wei Fan and Ji Qingyue went back to the Fugui Building only to find that the people Miao Jiujiang and Jiang Yi had brought had already fled without a trace.

Wei Fan couldn’t be bothered to search or pursue them; such small fries could be killed or spared.

...

Zhao Kingdom, Extreme Martial Sect!

"Damn it!"

Jiang Li exuded a terrifying aura, causing the entire great hall to tremble; just now, a disciple from the Soul Hall reported that the soul token of the Extreme Martial Sect elder Jiang Yi had shattered, having fallen outside.

The Extreme Martial Sect, although a sect, was more of a family since its founding ancestor was an ancestor of the Jiang family, making the sect more of a family association.

The Sect Leader’s position has always been reserved for the founder’s blood descendants, nearly all elders are also from the Jiang family.

"Wei Fan!"

Jiang Li gritted his teeth, as Jiang Yi had been dispatched to Daqian Kingdom to handle disputes between the Desert Martial Alliance’s sect members and Wei Fan, although it was unknown if Wei Fan was responsible for Jiang Yi’s death.

Jiang Li had instructed Jiang Yi not to engage Wei Fan unless absolutely necessary since it was the Desert Martial Alliance sects that had initially attacked Wei Fan, though Wei Fan’s methods were indeed ruthless, obliterating whoever provoked him, prompting the Desert Martial Alliance to warn Wei Fan.

Just a warning, it shouldn’t have led to conflict.

"Elder Jiang He, immediately dispatch someone to Daqian Kingdom to ascertain the cause of Elder Jiang Yi’s death, and report this matter to the Martial Alliance!"

Jiang Li wasn’t a reckless brute; before clarifying the situation, he didn’t rush to seek revenge on Wei Fan.

Quickly, Elder Jiang He left to arrange for disciples to gather intelligence.

That day, the Extreme Martial Sect was in turmoil, with Elder Jiang Yi’s death on an outing, the entire sect’s disciples were indignantly clamoring for the culprit to be brought to justice.

At the same time, the Mist Smoke Sect in the Daqian Kingdom was in complete chaos, for Sect Leader Miao Jiujiang’s soul token cracked, and the sect’s elders knew the leader had gone to Yunzhou to find Wei Fan.

With the leader’s fall, it certainly related to Wei Fan.

The awakened elders divided the sect’s treasure, quickly fleeing the Mist Smoke Sect, leaving the rest of the disciples scrambling for their lives.

In less than half an hour, the Mist Smoke Sect was left in ruins, empty and deserted.

The Mist Smoke Sect, one of the top major sects in the Daqian Kingdom, fractured in a single night, a lamentable spectacle indeed.

...

Wei Fan and Ji Qingyue stayed in Yunzhou for two days before leaving directly.

In flight, Wei Fan took out Jiang Yi’s Storage Gourd to examine it, hoping to find some secret techniques from the Purple Profound Martial Arts Manual in it, but there was nothing related to secret techniques inside.

He’d been cultivating the Purple Profound Martial Arts Manual but had never acquired any secret techniques from it, leaving him somewhat disappointed.

"The Mist Smoke Sect is destroyed?"

While dining in a small town, Wei Fan and Ji Qingyue heard news of all Mist Smoke Sect disciples fleeing.