Sun Wenshan's eyes blazed with murderous intent. He sprang up with astonishing agility, a fierce current of energy crackling in his palm as he struck downward.
After dealing with the water dragons, Chen Fan found the surrounding air congealing into a violent vortex, ensnaring him like a ship in a tempest, unable to break free.
A deadly calamity loomed over him.
Yet, in the face of this overwhelming pressure, Chen Fan's battle spirit burned even brighter, devoid of any trace of fear.
His tendons, bones, and muscles puffed up. The Myriad Elephants Divine Art surged to its peak, ancient elephant silhouettes materializing behind Chen Fan, shattering the restraints trapping him.
Killing Wind flew toward Sun Wenshan's throat.
Sun Wenshan was slightly surprised as Chen Fan had unexpectedly broken free of his aura suppression.
Sensing the Killing Wind’s chilling aura, Sun Wenshan felt a sharp pain around his throat.
His hand clashed with Killing Wind like an iron claw, producing sparks.
The kickback pushed Chen Fan back, forcing him to take several steps back. A searing pain also shot through his right hand, which gripped the Killing Wind. The webbing between his fingers was torn.
The terrifying force infiltrated Chen Fan, rushing into his dantian, crackling chaotically, threatening to wreak havoc within him.
“Myriad Elephants Divine Art, suppress all of it!”
Chen Fan roared furiously in his heart, using the Myriad Elephants Divine Art to suppress the rampant force.
Simultaneously, he activated Heaven Seizing Art to devour and refine it into energy that neutralized the damage to his meridians.
“Thunderclap Sword, Infinite Thunderclap!”
Chen Fan’s gaze turned vicious as he lunged forward.
Killing Wind drew an arc in the air. With a loud crackle, a lightning bolt tore through the sky and descended.
“How dare you! Audacious!”
Seeing Chen Fan taking the initiative to attack him, Sun Wenshan felt his prestige was being challenged. He bellowed furiously, causing the air ahead to explode.
“Little bastard, that Violent Ape still hasn’t appeared. Looks like I have nothing to fear. This time, I will ensure your demise!”
Sun Wenshan trembled, and the air swirled around him. Immediately, an ocean appeared behind him—An ocean of primeval qi.
Waves rolled within it, the faint chirping of swallows rang, and one could even hear whales breaching the surface and spouting water.
If one closed their eyes at this moment, they would feel as if they had been transported to the seaside, even catching a whiff of the salty sea air.
To evoke such a vivid image, his primeval qi had to be pure yet volatile.
Sun Wenshan was no longer holding back; he was determined to kill Chen Fan.
He had been afraid of Xiaobai; since the ape hadn’t shown up so far, Sun Wenshan thought that he no longer had to worry about that foe.
Xiaobai’s absence presented a golden opportunity for him to eliminate Chen Fan.
“Little rascal, you are merely at the seventh level, yet you have forced me to employ the Angry Whale Cultivation Technique. It’s a profound tier technique! It’s your honor to perish under this technique and be buried at sea.”
Sun Wenshan bellowed. In the oceanic illusion, the whale roared, transforming the waterfall nearby into a rushing pillar darting toward them.
Large Whale Draws Water!
The whale spewed forth a water column the size of a water jar toward Chen Fan.
This water column was not ordinary—it had the hardness of steel.
Compressed to its limit, harder than steel, this water column could effortlessly shatter a mountain.
A water spear as unyielding as steel!
“Myriad Elephants Divine Art, invincible defense!”
“Undefeated King’s Fist, undefeated even against heaven!”
Chen Fan naturally felt that terrifying force behind that attack, sending shivers down his spine.
Even though his Myriad Elephants Divine Art was at the fifth layer, he wondered if he still would be pulverized.
Limitless primeval qi surged from Chen Fan. With two heads and four arms, he seemed like a celestial being as he unleashed the six fierce and domineering strikes of his fist technique, rending the air and everything in its path.
Violent explosions rang out.
Chen Fan felt as if he was punching a mountain of steel; the terrifying recoil seemed to want to tear his arms open.
His primeval qi arms disintegrated and reformed, repeating this cycle continually.
Chen Fan was forced back repeatedly by the formidable recoil.
Despite the Myriad Elephants Divine Art's efforts to suppress it, the force shook his organs, causing his qi and blood to churn. Unable to endure it, he spat out fresh blood.
“Strength of Myriad Elephants, Undefeated King’s Fist, break it!”
Chen Fan bellowed, shaking the heavens.
He pushed both martial arts to their limits, his four arms thundering as he unleashed a flurry of strikes, each carrying enough force to destroy a mountain.
With a bang, Chen Fan cleaved the steel-like water column, reducing it to a deluge.
“Haha, old dog, I’ve had a taste of your strength today. It wasn’t much. Wait till I advance another small realm in my cultivation. That will be the day of your death. But for now, bye!”
Chen Fan laughed out loud and turned around. With a few jumps, he disappeared into the mountain.
Sun Wenshan quickly gave chase. However, the mountainous area was uneven and had a complicated terrain. After chasing for a while, he lost sight of Chen Fan’s trail, leaving him roaring furiously. His primeval qi shot out in all directions, slamming into the surrounding trees and stones, causing rumblings and explosions.
Sun Wenshan cursed repeatedly as a hint of fear crept into his eyes.
During their last encounter, he could have killed Chen Fan if Xiaobai hadn’t interfered.
During their latest encounter, Chen Fan had run away without help from Xiaobai, relying solely on his strength. Although he was injured, he escaped easily.
How much time has passed between the two fights?
Twenty days! A little less, even!
For the first time, Sun Wenshan felt fear toward Chen Fan.
He had failed to kill Chen Fan this time and feared that it would be impossible to do so after Chen Fan advanced to the eighth level.
And if Chen Fan became a Qi Grandmaster, Sun Wenshan would have to worry about his own life.
“You wretched little bastard, I want you to die! You must die! If the Qi Grandmaster realm isn’t enough, then the Yuanfu realm it is. I must kill you!”
Sun Wenshan roared furiously in his heart. Seemingly having decided something, he soared into the sky and swiftly disappeared.
“Hehe, old dog Sun, you failed to kill me this time. Next time, it’ll be my turn to kill you,” muttered Chen Fan as a cold glint shone in his eyes.
In the middle of the dense forest in the mountain, Chen Fan fished out a Recovery Pill and swallowed it. Immediately, his face flushed red, and he spat out a mouthful of clotted blood.
Although Chen Fan was outmatched in this fight, Sun Wenshan also failed to kill him.
Chen Fan was already strong enough to survive a fight with a Qi Grandmaster.