Chapter 1003: Terror on Planet Tianhuang

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Whoosh!

Wind surged, blowing across the Deity ground, kicking up dirt and dust which floated in the air to join the colorful sea of energy.

Meanwhile, the entire fifty-third floor was gripped by a deadly silence. Everyone looked at the young man in fear. He was surrounded by a golden halo.

Chen Fan had killed fourteen Heavenly Lords in one go, as if they were nothing.

The joint attack of the five demon commanders was more powerful than Ancestral Patriarch Fudu. However, they were still annihilated by Chen Fan. Both the Ancestral Patriarch of the Demon-suppressing Sect and Heavenly Lord Shenyan possessed incredible arts, but they were no match against Chen Fan. By the end, Ancestral Patriarch Guimin was the only one left on the battlefield.

“Chatter, chatter.”

Ancestral Patriarch Guimin’s teeth chattered in fear.

He wasn’t the only one who wore a lifeless expression on his face. The development had terrified all the cultivators.

Such power!

Tianhuang had seen many unmatched overlords such as Heavenly Lord Ba who had risen to power thirty thousand years in the past by subjugating the Demon Commanders in the Ancient Demons Loch.

However, it was the first time Tianhuang had seen a warrior able to defeat a Nascent Soul Cultivator using only physical attacks.

Such a feat was unprecedented.

A dull-eyed elder who had lived over three thousand years old said in a shaky voice. “Immortal Golden Body! Only late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators can have such ability. He can only be harmed with elite Heavenly Treasures, if not Divine Treasures.”

Meanwhile, Ancestral Patriarch Guimin finally conceded that he had made a mistake.

“Why would I insist on avenging my disciple?

“Why was I so greedy, wishing to steal Chen Beixuan’s art?

“Why did I provoke Chen Beixuan, thinking that I could kill him?”

Ancestral Patriarch Guimin was seized by a pang of regret.

Meanwhile, he fixed his glare on Chen Fan, not daring to move a finger. He knew that Chen Fan would kill him in an instant if he ran away.

“You’re the last.”

Chen Fan looked down at Ancestral Patriarch Guimin indifferently, while readying himself for an attack.

“Please don’t kill me, Heavenly Lord!” Ancestral Patriarch Guimin shouted at the top of his lungs, “Please spare me! I will tell you everything about Mount Emperor and the Chinese race.”

“Hm?”

His words caught Chen Fan’s interest. He flew closer to Ancestral Patriarch Guimin.

“Mount Emperor realized that the Heavenly Jail wasn’t big enough to keep all the Chinese, therefore, they kept most of them in a Heavenly Jail somewhere in the Northern Barren Land. It was hidden from the outside world and was guarded by Heavenly Generals. Other than me, no one else knew its whereabouts!” Ancestral Patriarch Guimin shouted.

Seeing Chen Fan pausing his attack, he knew he had caught his attention. He would have died if he had spoken out one fraction of a second later.

“Don’t lie to me.”

Chen Fan shot Ancestral Patriarch Guimin a deadly glare.

“I swear by my Nascent Soul! I will lead you to it if you spare me,” Ancestral Patriarch Guimin said.

By making that oath, he had bound his Nascent Soul to the contract. If he failed to follow through, his Nascent Soul would disappear.

“All right!”

Chen Fan nodded.

Even as a smile surfaced onto Ancestral Patriarch Guimin’s face, Chen Fan landed a blow on Ancestral Patriarch Guimin’s body, which made it explode. Chen Fan yanked his Nascent Soul out from the explosion.

“Heavenly Lord, please!” Ancestral Patriarch Guimin shouted, thinking Chen Fan had changed his mind.

“Don’t worry, our deal is still on. However, I can’t leave you unpunished after what you’ve done. Therefore, I destroyed your body as a reminder to the rest of the world,” Chen Fan said in a cold voice.

Ancestral Patriarch Guimin sullenly lowered his head in silence. His life was on Chen Fan’s grasp. A pinch of Chen Fan’s fingers would utterly destroy his Nascent soul.

After that, Chen Fan turned into a flash of golden light that darted across the Ancient Demons Loch.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The golden light killed many disciples from the Gongsun family, the Demon-suppressing Heavenly Sect and the Tianxuan Institute. The North Mystic Celestial Lord was well known for his vengeful temperament. He couldn’t allow the enemies of the Chinese race to harm them again once he left Tianhuang. The best solution was to kill them, right there and then.

“Ah! Heavenly Lord Chen, please spare me!”

“Heavenly Lord Chen, we were just following orders.”

“Chen Beixuan, are you going to wage a war against the entire Tianhuang Planet?”

Many disciples and the elders shouted out fear and anger. Some kneeled on the ground, begging for their lives.

Chen Fan was unaffected by their pleas or questioning. He traveled through openings that he had created in the fabric of space and covered thousands of miles instantaneously.

Those Golden Core Cultivators didn’t stand a chance while facing his fury.

Sometimes, Chen Fan simply rammed his body through the enemy lines to kill them. Not even the elders who were protected by Heavenly Treasures had been able to escape death.

In the end, Chen Fan turned the Ancient Demons Loch into a bloodbath.

Elders from the Tianxuan Institute, the Gongsun family and the Demon-suppressing Sect were slaughtered. Chen Fan had only spared a few cultivators from the Reincarnation Sect for the sake of Shenxi.

Fearing for his own life, Ancestral Patriarch Guimin refrained from protesting when Chen Fan killed disciples of the Ghost Underworld Sect in front of him.

“That should be enough.”

Chen Fan reached level fifty-nine and killed the enemies who had been hot on Lin Wuhua’s heels. He then escorted the three girls back to the Deity Ground.

“Heavenly Lord.”

“Senior Chen.”

Smiles broke over the three girls’ faces. Chen Fan waved his sleeve and summoned a golden light that carried Xiao Mang and Zhao Juexian out of the Ancient Demons Loch, then headed toward the Northern Barren Land.

By the end, there were only a few hundred cultivators left in the Ancient Demons Loch, including the Xu family sisters and Goddess Qing Luo.

As they looked at the dismembered bodies on the ground, the Longevity Roll elites were shaken to the core. None of them wanted to challenge Chen Fan and his servant girl anymore.

Jun Aochen looked up at the golden glow as realization dawned upon him.

“I am afraid that Tianhuang is going to have a new leader!”

April 9th, 2022. Tianhuang Calendar, year 129565.

Chen Fan killed the Heavenly Lords and five Demon Commanders in the Ancient Demons Loch. The news terrified all the regions on Planet Tianhuang.