Chapter 737 - Killing the Thearch“s Son With the Flick of a Finger (1/2)

Everyone gasped and remained speechless by the turn of events.

A deadly silence fell over the enormous arena. Be it be Bai Suxian or Qi Qingwei, they all felt their words had caught in their throats. Ever since Chen Fan stepped forward, they had been hammered by one surprise after another.

He had killed three peerless elite cultivators.

All three of them were at the Mortal Deity realm.

Worse, they had been killed by Chen Fan using only one hand. All the while, Chen Fan had acted with a great measure of levity, as if he had just squashed some ants under his feet. The execution of Li Wenchan was particularly memorable. He had defeated Li Wenchan’s Arhat Golden Body using his raw physical power. Everyone knew and feared what this achievement implied.

Even the eight Earth Level Deities who were observing the compet.i.tion were shocked.

Many people looked at Chen Fan with fear. Chen Fan calmly stood still. It was as if the three elite cultivators had been killed by someone else.

“He’s a beast! Such power! I thought he was a coward but it turned out that he simply didn’t care to dirty his hands dealing with Wu Tengshan.”

The Princess of the Southern Kingdom pouted a little as she fixed her wide eyes on Chen Fan, batting her lashes.

Qi Qingwei looked embarra.s.sed. She had always looked down on Chen Fan, convinced that he was just acting nonchalant. However, it turned out that she couldn’t be more wrong.

“Who else?” Chen Fan asked casually.

Chen Fan’s question sounded almost surreal to everyone.

Never had anyone outside of the Seven Exalted Sects won a fight in this arena, much less outright dominating the compet.i.tion. Ever since the rise of the Seven Exalted Sects, their young cultivators had claimed victory during each and every Gathering of Lantai. The rest of the cultivators were merely cannon fodder.

Swis.h.!.+

Many people looked to the Thearch’s Son.

The Thearch’s Son was wearing a robe decorated with nine water dragons, each more grandiose than the other. Those water dragon’s had piercing gazes that seemed to be able to see through the pa.s.sage of time.

By then, Chen Fan had picked off some of the most powerful young cultivators. No one expected Bai Suxian or Qi Qingwei to defeat Chen Fan, so the Thearch’s Son was Kunxu’s last hope in defeating Chen Fan.

“You are not worthy of my time,” the Thearch’s Son said.

He took a few steps forward and shot Chen Fan a sharp glance. His imposing manner suggested that he was born to lord over the world.

“You physique is tougher than Li Wenchan’s; your Divine Will overcame Zhang Yulong’s Will Force; Your Divine Powers countered the Zi family’s secret art; Your abilities would make you a peerless fighter in Kunxu. However…”

With every step the Thearch’s Son took, a wisp of Qi was summoned under his feet. After a few dozen steps, he was shrouded by mist. Before his face disappeared behind the mist, a hint of regret flashed across his face.

“However what?” the Princess of the Southern Kingdom asked, eyes filled with questions.

Bai Suxian lowered her head and lamented, “However, the Thearch’s Son has already become a Heavenly Being.”

Boom!

The Thearch’s Son landed his next step slightly higher than the ground, and he was able to elevate above the ground using any spells.

The other cultivators could no longer register the presence of his energy. It was as if he had become one with the world. He was plugged into the hidden energy web of the universe and he could summon violent storms or deadly thunders by plucking strings that were woven into reality.

An Earth Level Deity!

Everyone gaped at the Thearch’s Son with disbelief.

There were only a few hundred Earth Level Deities in the entire Kunxu. They were formidable forces that dominated the realm. Nearly half of them resided in the Seven Major Sects. It took those sects hundreds of years to gain that edge since less than ten people could have reached the Earth Level Deity realm in each generation.

Except for the Thearch’s Son, the youngest Earth Level Deity was in his forties. The Thearch’s Son had just broken that record and reached the Earth Level Deity realm at the age of thirty. It was unheard of.

“The Thearch’s Son has already become a Heavenly Being. No wonder the Yuntian Palace remained silent all the while.”

White Fairy gave the Exalted Immortal Lingxiao a sidelong glance.

The others also felt a pang of jealousy.

The Thearch’s Son had leveled up while their heirs were slaughtered by Chen Fan. If the Thearch’s Son emerged victorious that day, he would dominate the rest of the sects for centuries.

“The Azure Mystic Sect Master rose to power three hundred years ago and brought the Azure Mystic Sect to the peak of its power. A hundred years ago, they also produced another powerful warrior: Changhe Sword Immortal. These two mighty figures have increasingly become a threat to our dominance. However, as long as we have the Thearch’s Son, the future will always belong to us.” Exalted Immortal Lingxiao laughed in his mind.

Meanwhile, the cultivators around Lantai Mountain were stunned by the development.

On the cultivation journey, having a headstart meant a permanent edge over others. The Thearch’s Son being able to reach the Earth Level Deity realm ahead of his peers meant he would no doubt claim the seat of power once his wings were fully fledged.

“I wouldn’t have partaken in this year’s compet.i.tion if I had known the Thearch’s Son had already reached this realm.”

Many people shook their heads and let out wry smiles.

The gap between the Qi Refinement level and the Connate Level was huge. Therefore, no one had ever heard of a mortal defeating an Earth Level Deity with Chen Fan’s victory as the only exception.

Many people gloated as they looked at Chen Fan. They were convinced that submission was his only option and resistance would be futile.

A hint of pity flashed in Qi Qingwei’s eyes.

“Chen Beixuan, you were blinded by your own arrogance. You have no idea how powerful the Thearch’s Son can be.”

Meanwhile, Qi Xiu’er was shocked speechless by the presence of the Earth Level Deity.

“I have been cultivating for thirty five years, and never once did I feel threatened. I only considered Xuan Luo and the other senior cultivators as my rivals.”

Thearch’s Son’s voice drifted down from the sky.

“Three hundred years ago, the Azure Mystic Sect Master subjugated the water dragon and took away its energy. Changhe Sword Immortal did the same thing a hundred years ago. Today, it’s my turn to repeat history.”

The Thearch’s Son looked to the Fury Dragon River, outright ignoring Chen Fan.

The gap between an Earth Level Deity and a mortal was unbridgeable.

Chen Fan didn’t break the silence until his opponent had finished talking.