Chapter 979: Six Sacred Ancestors

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

What does Chen Fan mean?

Even Heavenly General Hu was confused by Chen Fan’s words.

Meanwhile, Lady Zi widened her eyes in disbelief. Lord Gu was worthy of her Ancestral Chief’s respect.

The scruffy old cultivator pulled a dark face as his eyes glinted. His sleeves started to flap despite the lack of wind. A fake smile surfaced on his face as he asked, “Boy, do you have a bone to pick with me?”

“She is my sister, no one should talk to her like that,” Chen Fan said firmly and calmly.

“Haha. She is just a kid from this forgotten planet. It should be her honor to serve my granddaughter.

“If I told people that I needed a servant girl, cultivators from all over Tianhuang would line up to be interviewed by me. Even disciples from sects deep in the galaxy would be eager to join the Devil God Sect. However, they would have to start from the bottom and their rank would be even lower than my Granddaughter’s servant.”

The scruffy old cultivator laughed.

Meanwhile, Chen Fan’s eyes grew cold.

“Cultivator Chen, Lord Gu’s power is beyond your imagination,” Luo Changshen said with a warm and placating smile, “I bet you have already guessed that we are visitors from outside of Planet Tianhuang. Lord Gu is the supreme leader of the Devil God Sect and is much more powerful than the average Nascent Soul. The Devil God Sect lords over an entire star system with trillions of lives, including many Grand Cultivators. It’s not a shame to be his granddaughter’s servant.”

“Really?”

Chen Fan held an impassive expression.

He stepped forward toward the scruffy old cultivator with his hands linked behind his back.

Lord Gu narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold voice, “Boy, are you sure you want to do this?”

“You might be able to kill an Abyss Dragon, but you’re still no match against me.”

Powerful waves of energy emanated from the scruffy old cultivator’s body, turning the air into liquid. The energy wave started insignificant, but rapidly grew stronger. In a blink, it filled up the space and made the air dense.

“Heavenly Lord Chen, don’t be a stubborn fool. Lord Gu is more powerful than a Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord, he is an immortal, ” Lady Zi said in a hurry.

Her upbringing in the prestigious Zi family had given her more insight into Lord Gu’s power.

When the Ancestral Chief of the Zi family was only a Golden Core Cultivator, he had received a Heavenly Book from Lord Gu which helped him reach the Nascent Soul realm. Only the Divine Lord Tatian was able to pull off such an incredible feat.

“Boom!”

Lord Gu stepped forward.

Suddenly, an unimaginable wave of energy erupted from his body.

Everyone had an illusion of a sun rising into the sky as they heard a series of crackling noises that sounded like countless iron chains being snapped. Then they watched as a terrifying shadow flew up from behind Lord Gu and into the sky. It was a fifteen thousand meter long Naga.

The Naga was covered in golden scales. Two horns on his forehead glinted under the sunlight but they weren’t as bright as its pair of glowing eyes. Its energy was no less potent than that of a True Dragon and its presence forced many Golden Core Cultivators to the ground.

“This is?”

Even Zhao Juexian struggled against such an overbearing presence.

Meanwhile, the dragon swimming around Xiao Mang was agitated by the Naga as if it, too, felt threatened.

“I am Lord Dragon from the Devil God Sect. I was but an old naga thirty thousand years ago, and had accumulated more energy than my peers due to my long life. Come to think of it, I think I have killed more than a dozen Nascent Soul Cultivators over the thirty thousand years. Are you sure you want to fight me?”

Lord Gu cracked a smile.

The water dragon opened its maw and puffed out a deadly stench.

Sthh!

Xiao Mang let out a gasp of cold air.

He had lived thirty thousand years and killed over ten Nascent Soul Cultivators. He would have killed more than a third of all Nascent Soul Cultivators on the Planet Tianhuang.

“Brother,” Xiao Mang screamed.

Her mind wavered and thought that Chen Fan might be gravely injured during the fight.

“So what?”

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and stepped forward.

Ever since he mastered the Fiend Art, he was able to perfectly conceal his energy. By then, he looked just like an ordinary young man who was about to be devoured by the water dragon.

“Boy, I like you and your sister. Why don’t we bury the hacket and come join me? I can help you deal with the Ancient Demons and help you reach the Nascent Soul realm,” the scruffy old cultivator said.

Greed flickered in his eyes as he looked at Chen Fan and Xiao Mang.

Both Xiao Mang’s True Dragon Divine Meridian, and Chen Fan’s Fiend Art were extremely rare and valuable.

“Why don’t you look at yourself in the mirror?” Chen Fan said as he closed his fingers into a fist and punched.

“Boom!”

Six Fiend God Forms appeared behind him and then erupted, unleashing many dharma powers into the fist. A dark glinting light came up at the tip of Chen Fan’s fist.

The sky seemed to have fallen around everyone’s ears, and even the passage of time had lost its meaning.

Chen Fan’s punch tore reality at the seams, creating many dark gaping holes where violent Fiend Qi gushed out, ramming into the ground.

Heaven Sealing Fist of Six Sacred Ancestors

This attack was driven by the energy of the primordial demon who had shattered realities and sealed heaven.

It was part of the incorruptible Six Sacred Ancestor Fiend Art and was as powerful as the True Martial Divine Fist. Chen Fan had charged up the attack to its maximum damage.

“Boom!”

The water dragon staggered for a second and then exploded.

The Fist Qi went on and landed on the scruffy old cultivator, sending his body flying backward. The scruffy old cultivator rammed into half a dozen mountain peaks and finally stopped.

“Stth!”

At this moment.

Everyone gasped.

So powerful was the attack that it rivaled the deadliness of the Thunder Divine Blade.

“How dare you do that?”

The Goddess of the Changshen Sect pointed a finger at Chen Fan, face awash with shock.

“Cultivator Chen, you’re in trouble. Lord Dragon is not someone you want to mess with.” Luo Changshen also pulled a dark face.

“Shut up or die.”

Chen Fan grunted.

Suddenly, Lord Dragon swooped down from the sky, a golden arc trailing behind. His clothes were in tatters, but he was unharmed.

“You little sh*t!”

Lord Dragon snarled in rage. His white hair stood on end.

He was furious.