Chapter 883 - One After Another (2/2)

“He went through our formation, so what? Did you know that the Blood Fiend Army consists of a hundred thousand Connate Cultivators and hundreds of Golden Core Cultivators. How many warriors can Chen Beixuan kill in such a short time? When our army gathers its strength, we could simply overwhelm him with sheer numbers.”

Even as their words were about to cast doubts into everyone’s minds, another incredible development unfolded before everyone’s eyes.

“Boom, boom!”

Explosions erupted from the distance as a few hundred Blood Fiend cultivators exploded from the inside out.

Before people found out what was going on, a few thousand cultivators joined the ranks of self-destruction. Explosions came wave after wave, claiming countless lives. After a while, the entire Blood Fiend Army had perished. Their blood turned the battle ground into a crimson sea.

The people in the city then heard a loud din directly above their heads.

A shower of deadly explosions erupted above the city, rendering the area around the urban region into a death zone. However, the royal city of the Beihan Region was untouched by the onslaught. The forces resulting from the explosion were weakened until they became a mere breeze as soon as they neared the city.

The series of explosions lasted for another two minutes.

Everyone was shocked by the development.

Gripped by disbelief, no one spoke a word inside the city. Xia Jinlong and Chu Yuanding were turned into frozen statues; their eyes were gazing blankly into the distance.

The two emissaries were shaken to the core.

Chen Fan flew back to the city and floated directly above them.

“Emissary Lie, what do you think of my art? Am I a worthy opponent of your invincible army?”

“Chatter!”

Lie Shan was speechless as his teeth shattered.

He struggled to lift his shaking head to regard the smiling young man. Lie Shan had thought that Chen Fan was of an average level of attainment: an early-stage Golden Core at the most.

However, he had slaughtered a hundred thousand connate cultivators and hundreds of Golden Core Cultivators with such ease and levity.

“How… How is this possible? Is he a Heavenly Lord?”

The thought sent a chill down Lie Shan’s spine.

Only the Heavenly Lord Essence Neonate could have defeated an entire army all by himself. Not even Lord Blood G.o.d could have pulled off such a miracle.

The Blood Fiend Army was the backbone of the Blood G.o.d Sect. It took the sect hundreds if not thousands of years to build only four of such deadly legions. They were formidable forces and were used only when necessary.

However, once it was mobilized, nothing could have survived its attack. Regardless if its opponent was a late-stage Golden Core Cultivator, or a Grand Perfected Cultivator, the fearsome horde could overpower them with ease. Only the legendary Divine Prince could have a chance at holding out its strikes.

“Huuulla!”

Without waiting for a reply, Chen Fan produced a small black banner and threw it at the sea of blood.

The black banner looked ordinary in the beginning. However, it started to grow in size as soon as it landed in the blood. It drank blood from the ground, giving the black pigment a crimson hue.

“I have to thank you, Emissary Lie. I have constructed eighteen Banners of Heavenly Fiend and needed fiend cultivators’ blood to complete my work. The Ancient Demons had completed only five of them for me. I thought the rest would never get done, but here comes Emissary Lie and his generous donation.”

Chen Fan recalled the Banner of Blood Fiend to his hand and cracked a smile.

“Now, I hope you don’t mind being the Artifact Spirit of my new banner.”

What?

The other Blood Fiend Emissary pa.s.sed out after hearing the announcement. Lie Shan gritted his teeth as life and color was drained from his face.

By then, the onlookers finally realized that the battle had ended in victory. They looked at Chen Fan with fear and respect. Some of them kowtowed to him and shouted:

“All hail to you, Perfected Cultivator!”

Everyone, including Xia Jinlong, Huang Zhenting and Chu Yuanding were all seized by their deep reverence toward Chen Fan. After seeing the slaughtering of such an army, and the creation of a spirit artifact, they revered Chen Fan as a G.o.d.

Lord Red Dragon crawled to Chen Fan and grabbed his leg, begging.

Zhao Juexian put on a respectful face, but there was a hint of disappointment flickering in his eyes.

After Chen Fan had done his business, he flew out of the royal city of the Beihan Region.

He learned from Lie Shan that the Blood Fiend Sect had been sieging the Old China Town for more than half a year by then.

“I need to go to the Old China Town.”

Chen Fan’s eyes shone brightly as he grabbed hold of Zhao Juexian and flew away toward the Chinese settlement.

Meanwhile, a sea of blood had been formed outside the Old China Town. A wash of iridescent light flickered by fits and starts deep within the b.l.o.o.d.y sea like a feeble candle light in a stormy night.