Chapter 949 - Cannot Even Defeat His Dog (1/2)

How powerful exactly was Zhao Juexian?

As the Lord of Beihan Region, he had attained a level six Golden Core thousands of years in the past and reached the peak of the Sky-Swallowing Python Bloodline. His power had been close to Yang Gangfeng even before he became Chen Fan’s follower.

Over the recent years, Chen Fan had never purposefully taught him anything. However, just by standing beside Chen Fan while he recited Heavenly Arts was enough to elevate Zhao Juexian’s level of attainment by leap and bounds. By then, he was only one step away from becoming a Nascent Soul pract.i.tioner.

That made him more powerful than even the elites on the Longevity Roll.

In addition, Zhao Juexian had much greater potential than the power he possessed at the moment.

The great improvement was not exclusive to Zhao Juexian, Lin Wuhua and the two other girls had also benefitted. They had learned a great deal by following Chen Fan. The simple act of witnessing Chen Fan’s powerful arts had opened their eyes and enlightened their minds.

Yang Gangfeng’s power was a far cry from that of Zhao Juexian.

“Argh!”

Yang Gangfeng snarled.

Although he was pinned under the boots, his Golden Core body didn’t shatter and he struggled to break free. Countless rays of True Qi straight from the underworld were released from his body, forming a long dragon made out of Blade Qi and hewed at Zhao Juexian. Incantation of eldritch chapters filled up the s.p.a.ce as dark symboles appeared around Yang Gangfeng, surrounding his body to form a protective sh.e.l.l.

“Shut up!”

Zhao Juexian charged up his energy and pressed his feet down.

“Boom!”

A herculean force bore down on the protective sh.e.l.l, shattering it. Yang Gangfeng’s body was unable to withstand the pressure and exploded. Countless drops of golden blood and fleshy bits oozed out from under Zhao Juexian’s foot. When Zhao Juexian lifted his foot, the Heiyou Region’s Heavenly Talent had been reduced to a pulp.

“Whoos.h.!.+”

Everyone gasped and remained speechless by the turn of events.

They all stared at Zhao Juexian in utter shock and fear.

He killed Yang Gangfeng?

How could a wizened servant kill a Heavenly Talent with such ease?

He was the second heir of the Ghost Underworld Sect, but he was turned into a pile of b.l.o.o.d.y mess on the floor.

Even Hua Nonyin and Lin Xiao were shaken to the core. Meanwhile, Gongsun Kui’s calm composure darkened.

The Zhu Family sisters were turned into frozen statues.

“Who else wishes to test my strength?” Zhao Juexian asked.

His Dharma Form grew in size until his head sc.r.a.ped the firmament, looking down at the cultivators. A snowy python wrapped itself around his torso, its red eyes fixed on the crowd below.

Neither Wu Shan nor the Xuankong Sword Prince spoke a word.

None of them were stupid, they knew from the outset that appearances could be deceiving, especially when it came to the shriveled form of the old man. He could very well be an Ancestral Patriarch of a Heavenly Lord Family or a top five elder in a Heavenly Sect.

He would be a headache even for the top ten Longevity Roll Heavenly Talents.

Such curmudgeons were well known for concealing their most deadly arts. Yang Gangfeng had paid the ultimate price for underestimating him, and no one was about to make the same mistake.

“Ahem.”

Zhao Juexian returned to his shriveled form and stood behind Chen Fan.

However, no one dared to question his strength.

“Who is he? How come his servant is so powerful? I doubt that even G.o.ddess Shenxi could have such a deadly servant.” many people asked the same questions in their minds as they looked at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan sipped a cup of tea while completely at ease. However, in everyone’s eyes, his demeanor had been shrouded in mystery.

“So what do you think? Is my servant qualified to sit with you?” Chen Fan said calmly.

“Yes, of course.” The Xuankong Sword Prince and Mu Yanping nodded.

However, Wu Shan was still unconvinced. He was the number five Warrior in the Demon-suppressing Heavenly Sect, and centuries of battles against powerful demons had taken a toll on his temper. He snorted and said, “I agree that your old servant is powerful, but what about the three servant girls? They can’t sit with us only because they are Xiao Mang’s friends.”

“Oh? Do you wish to test them?” Chen Fan looked up and asked in surprise.

Wu Shan stepped forward and shouted, “That’s right.”

He wagered that he had failed in noticing Zhao Juexian’s power because old freaks such as him were good at concealing their strength. However, those three girls were young and inexperienced. Lin Wuhua seemed to be the strongest of the three, but even she had only reached the mid-stage of the Golden Core. Wu Shan figured that he could make quick work of them due to his higher level of attainment.

“Hm.”