伊人久久伊人

Chapter 615 - Old Ancestor Qiu

The skies over Shunan Prefecture darkened as a terrifying aura enveloped the city.

Chen Fan’s expression darkened. He quickly seized Qiu Lang’s corpse, storing it away. Unleashing his Wings of Rain Dragon, he shot off into the distance with lightning speed.

Rumble!

A massive hand, seemingly capable of covering the entire sky, reached for him from behind.

As it moved, the surrounding space collapsed, distorting reality itself, obliterating buildings, and turning martial artists with lower cultivation into mists of blood.

The owner of the hand, consumed by rage, showed no intention of stopping. His furious roars echoed, filled with an intense anger that felt like it could incinerate the heavens.

The people of Shunan Prefecture all felt this burning rage. Their souls trembled in fear, wanting to prostrate themselves on the ground.

“Qiu Lang is dead. The Qiu Clan’s old ancestor is enraged. Heavens, that is the rage of a second-level Divine Nascent realm expert. How terrifying.”

“That’s right. Old Ancestor Qiu is one of the three great experts in the second-level Divine Nascent realm. Once he gets angry, the entire Shunan Prefecture will feel the tremors. It’s too scary, too horrifying.”

“......”

All the people from Shunan Prefecture trembled in fear.

Chen Fan kept fleeing frantically.

Although he could kill Qiu Lang, Old Ancestor Qiu was a second-level Divine Nascent realm expert. He was countless times stronger than even Feng Baiyu. The two were on completely different levels. So, he was no match for him at all.

Chen Fan estimated that he could exchange moves with a second-level Divine Nascent realm expert after breaking through to the nine-revolution Golden Core realm.

And since that wasn’t the case right now, he could only run away. Staying was the same as asking for death.

“Hold it right there. Thinking of walking away after killing my Qiu Clan’s people? Not a chance!” Old Ancestor Qiu’s enraged voice echoed, causing the entire space to shudder.

Boom, crack, crack!

The heavens and earth rumbled as the space seemed to freeze around Chen Fan. It was like Chen Fan had fallen into a quagmire, trapped and unable to escape.

Old Ancestor Qiu was using his immense power to manipulate the primeval qi of heaven and earth, forming a prison of primeval qi.

If a first-level Divine Nascent realm expert had constructed this prison, Chen Fan would have had no trouble breaking through it, given his own strength.

However, one created by someone as powerful as Old Ancestor Qiu was a different story. Chen Fan wasn’t even qualified to fight someone as strong as him.

“Today, you’ll pay with your blood. You must die!”

In Shunan Prefecture, a gray-robed figure appeared in the blink of an eye, crossing the space with incredible speed. He had seemingly compressed the land into an inch and now stood right behind Chen Fan.

Chen Fan’s expression turned desperate. If he couldn’t escape this primeval qi prison quickly, he would die when Old Ancestor Qiu caught up to him.

“What do I do? What should I do?”

Chen Fan was like an ant on a hot pot, frantically searching for a solution. Every passing moment was critical; delaying even a breath could cost him his life.

“Right!”

A flash of inspiration struck Chen Fan. He tried to communicate with the small golden person in his glabella with his divine soul.

Old Ancestor Qiu was indirectly imprisoning the small golden person, which was essentially an affront to divine authority.

Indeed, as Chen Fan’s will connected with the small golden person, the small golden person immediately erupted with a divine might.

Crack, crack.

The primeval qi prison shattered instantly under the divine power.

“Hahahaha, you old coot, thinking of killing me? Not happening!”

Chen Fan laughed triumphantly as he broke free, flapping his Wings of Rain Dragon. The powerful gusts of wind propelled him forward, allowing him to escape several kilometers.

Old Ancestor Qiu, momentarily stunned by Chen Fan’s unexpected escape, quickly resumed the chase with renewed fury.

No matter the distance, Old Ancestor Qiu was determined to hunt Chen Fan down and exact his revenge.

The sky was filled with afterimages as the two figures tore through the air. Despite Chen Fan using the Wings of Rain Dragon, Old Ancestor Qiu matched his speed.

“Hmph, you won’t get away, you little bastard. Give yourself up immediately. I can offer you a quick death, Otherwise, I’ll make you suffer every conceivable torture and make you wail for ten days and nights straight!”

Old Ancestor Qiu’s cold gaze stared fixedly at Chen Fan’s back. A divine light shot out from his hand, blasting toward Chen Fan.

Rumble!

The divine light was like a dragon, hitting Chen Fan. The attack destroyed half of the feathers on his Wings of Rain Dragon.

Chen Fan spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood. Staggering, he nearly plummeted from the sky. Old Ancestor Qiu quickly closed the distance between them.

“Hmph, old coot, I’m not scared of your threats. If you want to kill me, it will depend on whether your old bones can catch up to me,” Chen Fan taunted, his voice steady despite the blood at the corner of his lips. He pushed the Wings of Rain Dragon to their limits, desperately fleeing from Old Ancestor Qiu.

A second-level Divine Nascent realm expert was indeed terrifying. Even a casual attack from Qiu had heavily injured Chen Fan, and he knew better than to risk a direct confrontation.

“You sharp-tongued little bastard, when I catch you, I’ll pull out your teeth one by one and cut your tongue!”

A chilling light shone in Old Ancestor Qiu’s eyes. He unleashed another divine light, but Chen Fan narrowly dodged the attack.

“Old coot, you want to pull out my teeth and cut my tongue? With those old bones of yours? You’re delusional. Be careful not to breathe your last while chasing me.”

Chen Fan’s provocation was relentless, designed to enrage his pursuer further.

“You damned bastard!” Old Ancestor Qiu’s fiery rage burned even hotter after hearing Chen Fan’s words.

He was infuriated. A fiery light rose to the sky. His burning rage could burn through the skies.

Their Qiu Clan wasn’t considered too big. Although they could be called an overlord in Shunan Prefecture, they were no big deal across the entire Great Ming Empire.

They had invested countless resources into nurturing Qiu Lang, hoping he would bring prosperity to the clan. With Qiu Lang’s death at Chen Fan’s hands, Old Ancestor Qiu’s fury and desperation to avenge his fallen heir were boundless.

“You damned bastard, just wait till I capture you. Not only do you have to die, but I’ll also track down your clan. You will be responsible for dragging down your family. After killing you, I’ll go to the Hong Domain to find your clansmen and kill everyone related to you!”

Old Ancestor Qiu gnashed his teeth in hatred, wishing he could tear Chen Fan to pieces to vent his hatred.