Two or three minutes earlier.
Chen Fan, with the Song Family Ancestor, left the Martial Arts Association and headed out of the city.
"Boy, where do you think you’re going!"
The Song Family Ancestor shouted angrily.
What a joke, if he had to put in effort to deal with a junior personally, it would be a laughing matter if word got out.
However, Chen Fan didn’t respond and within the blink of an eye, was out of the city, fleeing towards the northeast.
"Where do you think you’re going!"
Of course, the Song Family Ancestor wouldn’t give up and followed closely.
They attracted the attention of many along the way.
But their speed was so fast, like a gust of wind, coming and going without a trace.
"How is this boy running so fast?"
The Song Family Ancestor frowned slightly.
Something seemed off.
If it were just a True Essence Realm Martial Artist, the opponent wouldn’t have even escaped the city and would have been caught by now.
But now?
"Could it be that this person is that Wang in disguise, deliberately trying to lure me into an ambush?"
He hesitated for a moment, then slowed down.
He extended his Divine Sense to see if there were any Celestial Realm Martial Artists ambushing nearby.
To his surprise, there was no trace of Celestial Realm Martial Artists around.
At this moment, Chen Fan also stopped, turned and looked at him with a slight smile, "No need to look, it’s just me here."
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The Song Family Ancestor stared at Chen Fan’s eyes intently, not understanding the other’s intent despite his centuries of experience.
Did he want to separate them to defeat them one by one?
But just him? And those from the Martial Arts Association?
"Hmph."
Thinking of this, he sneered, "Boy, whatever you’re planning, there’s one thing I want to tell you, in the face of absolute power, any scheme is useless."
"Is that so? Let me see if your power is as great as you say."
Chen Fan finished speaking and immediately raised his right hand.
Instantly, a blood-red hand as large as a small mountain appeared behind him.
As Chen Fan lowered his hand, it slammed down at the Song Family Ancestor!
"What!"
The Song Family Ancestor was shocked, his eyes almost popping out.
Was this hand a hundred meters large?
Could True Essence Realm Martial Artists have such methods?
Seeing the giant hand about to fall, it was too late to dodge.
"Damn it!"
The Song Family Ancestor regretted greatly, realizing the person in front of him wasn’t a True Essence Realm Martial Artist; he was also in the Celestial Realm!
This information discrepancy put him at a disadvantage right from the start.
"Thunder Shield!"
At the critical moment, he roared and used the Four Symbols Profound Skill.
The Thunder Element around him quickly gathered above his head, forming a purple shield.
As the blood-red handprint collided with the purple Thunder Shield, it shattered the latter like dead wood and then smashed onto the ground where the Song Family Ancestor stood with a boom.
"Boom!"
The area of several hundred meters instantly sank twenty or thirty meters, dust rising everywhere.
Chen Fan used the Emperor’s Qi Observation Skill and immediately captured the Song Family Ancestor’s aura.
It was almost the same as before.
This made his face change slightly.
His palm strike had definitely hit the opponent; even if the other used the Thunder Element to form a shield above his head at the last moment, it shouldn’t have had much effect.
But he didn’t even manage to severely injure the opponent.
He wasn’t too surprised; he raised his right hand again.
The Giant Spirit Hand appeared once more behind him, carrying destructive power as it struck down at the deep pit.
"What!"
The Song Family Ancestor’s terrified voice came from the pit.
He managed to survive thanks to the Treasure Armor he wore.
That armor that had accompanied him for hundreds of years cracked at this moment.
Fortunately, he was prepared this time. After roaring, Heaven and Earth’s Primordial Qi furiously gathered behind him, eventually forming a hundred-meter-long purple spear. As he threw it, the purple spear and the blood-red handprint clashed fiercely.
"Boom!"
A huge explosion resounded.
The blood-red handprint was pierced by the purple spear, while the purple spear’s front half was shattered, both exploding finally.
This outcome was within both parties’ expectations.
"Boy, I indeed underestimated you. I didn’t expect you to also be a Celestial Realm Martial Artist; no wonder you dared to lure me out alone."
The Song Family Ancestor panted, "What you used should be the Giant Spirit Hand, right? I didn’t expect anyone to use this Martial Arts. But what I’m curious about is, can you use the Giant Spirit Hand for a third time?"
A sinister smile appeared on his lips, and Lightning and Thunder flickered in his right hand.
Another purple spear slowly took shape behind him.
"What if I can?"
Chen Fan asked.
"Hahaha."
The Song Family Ancestor laughed, showing an expression as if Chen Fan was a naive child.
"If I’m not mistaken, you haven’t been in the Celestial Realm for long, right? An early-stage Celestial Realm Martial Artist can only use that move of yours once to the limit. Even if you have extraordinary talent, twice is about it.
Honestly, if you hadn’t offended my Song Family, I wouldn’t want to kill you, but it’s a pity. Surrender obediently, don’t make me take action, or else, your life will be in danger."
"Then let me show you my limit."
Chen Fan said and struck down with his palm again,