伊人久久伊人

Chapter 610 - Qiu Lang

As a result, numerous powerful divine wills quickly scanned the scene and were astonished to learn that Chen Fan had killed the black-clothed man in a single strike.

“He is from the Hong Domain? I didn’t expect such a talent to emerge from there. Although the black-clothed man was only a half-step Divine Nascent realm who used underhanded tactics, the fact remains that he is a half-step Divine Nascent realm. To think someone in the seven-revolution Golden Core realm could defeat him so easily is truly impressive.”

“The Hong Domain still has geniuses, huh? If he doesn’t die this time, it’ll be great to bring him under my wing.”

The divine wills, belonging to Divine Nascent realm experts, conversed in the sky.

Achieving the Divine Nascent realm generates a divine will, which is a heightened form of perception.

Despite not yet reaching the Divine Nascent realm or having a divine will himself, Chen Fan\'s mental strength was so formidable it was comparable to a divine will.

Listening to their talk, Chen Fan laughed coldly inside. These people should look at themselves and see if they were worthy.

These people were only in the first-level Divine Nascent realm, and they wanted to recruit him and make him work for them. What a big joke.

These people have definitely been acting arrogant for too long. The Great Ming Empire was indeed stronger than the Great Chu Empire, but that did not mean that a mere Shunan Prefecture would be comparable to the Great Chu Empire.

Chen Fan ignored these people’s divine wills. After killing the black-clothed man, he returned to the inn and continued to cultivate.

He knew that this black-clothed man was likely sent by the Qiu Clan to test the waters and check his cultivation level.

The next day, while Chen Fan was focused on advancing to the eight-revolution Golden Core realm, a crushing pressure suddenly descended, shaking the entire inn as if it might collapse.

A slightly hoarse voice resounded through the sky like a wild beast’s roar. “That Hong Domain martial artist, come out and receive your death!”

The roar was like rolling thunder, blanketing the area with an oppressive weight that left nearby people stunned and fearful.

In the sky above the inn, a figure hovered. This person was lean with a sharp gaze and exuded a fierce, menacing aura. His appearance was rough, with dark green eyes that resembled those of a fierce wolf.

The roar from this figure made the air on the street seethe with tension.

It was a terrifying power. A boundless killing intent swept over, icy and piercing to the bone, like it was midwinter.

People on the street fled in panic, their expressions filled with dread as they glanced at the menacing figure above.

The aura was so overwhelming it seemed otherworldly, like a bloodthirsty werewolf, making everyone fear that lingering even a moment longer might bring disaster.

“Who is this person? Isn’t he being too arrogant?”

“You don’t even know him? You must be from the countryside! He is Qiu Lang, one of the three prodigies and the most outstanding descendant of the largest clan in the city, the Qiu Clan. Rumors say that he accidentally entered a wolf clan’s territory. Surprisingly, he didn’t die and even obtained the wolf clan’s legacy, gaining the bloodline of a Vicious Hell Wolf. If he goes berserk, his strength instantly doubles, and he transforms into a werewolf. He is a first-level Divine Nascent realm powerhouse; he isn’t even fifty yet.”

“Heavens, isn’t that a blessing in disguise to obtain the bloodline of a Vicious Hell Wolf? Tsk, tsk, I saw in an ancient record that that is a bloodline of the wolf god. I wonder who provoked such an extremely savage guy.”

“I heard that it’s a martial artist from the Hong Domain. He severed the right arm of his younger brother, Qiu Bao. He should be here to seek revenge.”

“Tsk, tsk. That Hong Domain guy is in for a bad time. I can already imagine the terrible fate awaiting him.”

“......”

Many people trembled as they felt the ferocious aura from Qiu Lang.

The vicious energy, akin to an ancient beast, overwhelmed their senses. Even a nine-revolution Golden Core realm supreme expert would be struck with fear.

Boom!

A powerful aura erupted from within the inn. Chen Fan rose to the sky and stood opposite Qiu Lang.

“You hurt my brother?” Qiu Lang asked, his voice low and muffled. His dark green eyes locked onto Chen Fan like a predatory wolf, ready to strike at any moment.

“That’s right. It’s me.” Chen Fan nodded calmly.

“Very well. Since you severed my younger brother’s arm, I shall cut off all your limbs, turn you into a human stick, and hang you on the city walls. That will show everyone the price of offending someone from the Qiu Clan!” Qiu Lang said icily, his words cruel, sending shivers down people’s spines.

Immediately, many people’s gazes shifted onto Chen Fan with hints of pity.

He had offended the Qiu Clan by severing Qiu Bao’s arm. This young man from Hong Domain would probably not meet a good end.

Instead of being turned into a human stick, it would be better if he just let Qiu Lang kill him in one slash.

“With just you? Who do you think you are?” Chen Fan laughed coldly. “Three prodigies of Shunan Prefecture? How laughable!”

Chen Fan’s words immediately caused Qiu Lang’s expression to ashen.

Qiu Lang’s fierce reputation extended beyond Shunan Prefecture; he was also feared in the surrounding areas, with some parents even using his name to scare their unruly children.

From Qiu Lang’s perspective, his threat to turn Chen Fan into a human stick should have prompted immediate fear and begging for mercy.

Chen Fan’s arrogance and disregard were unprecedented and infuriating, especially coming from someone from the supposedly weak Hong Domain.

The burning anger in his chest instantly erupted, blazing fiercely.

“You damned brat, I can crush you with just one hand!”

Qiu Lang’s terrifying aura spread out in all directions in an instant, locking onto Chen Fan. It was as if he would hunt Chen Fan until he was dead even if he fled to the ends of the world.

The terrifying aura was as vast as the ocean.

The aura of a ferocious beast was wrapped within, adding a touch of brutality to it. It was like a fierce wolf was staring at its prey.

“One hand?” Chen Fan sneered disdainfully upon hearing what Qiu Lang said. His cultivation erupted, and his aura also rushed to the sky, colliding with Qiu Lang’s aura. A loud rumble rang out like the heavens had exploded.

A peerless berserk aura blossomed as if a heavenly god had descended, making everyone submit.