840 Whoever Stops Me Dies (1/2)
A beam of Essence Magnet Divine Light came with the voice.
It landed on Chen Fan's hand, hoping to take the Divine Core of the Barbaric Dragon God from him, but Chen Fan crushed it with a finger.
”Who's that?”
Everyone looked up in shock.
A ray of white light flew from afar and a white-haired elder in a white outfit appeared. His entire body, including his eyebrows, was white. His long sleeves fluttered in the wind and his energy was as strong as that of the Barbaric Dragon God. He was apparently a Perfected Cultivator as well.
”The Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect?”
Xie Changying was startled.
Many elders of the Ancestral Temple were also dumbfounded.
They certainly recognized the white-haired elder. He was the Golden Core Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect, who the Chinese had been relying on! However, the Ancestral Patriarch was looking at Chen Fan with a smirk.
”Stop now, my friend. Even if the Barbaric Dragon God did something wrong, it doesn't deserve to die. Show some mercy. I can promise you the Barbaric Dragons will leave right away when they see the Chinese in the future and they'll offer you Spirit Stones and Spirit Medicines to compensate for your loss,” said the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect.
”That's right, we're willing to make it up for you,” the Divine Soul of the Barbaric Dragon God also yelled.
It was currently hiding inside its Divine Core. Although it knew that the Divine Core was tough and it couldn't be killed so easily, the feeling of being controlled was too overwhelming. Besides, if Chen Fan allowed it to live and locked it somewhere for thousands of years, the feeling would be much worse than actually dying.
”Make it up for me?”
Chen Fan snickered and looked at the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect with disdain.
”Where were you when the Barbaric Dragons slaughtered my people? Where were you when the troops of the Barbaric Dragons invaded Old China Town? Where were you when the Barbaric Dragon God was about to catch Xiao Mang? The Chinese had been offering tributes to the Arctic Sect for thousands of years. You weren't here during the critical moments and now you came to negotiate? Do you think I'm a fool?”
Chen Fan had sensed the Ancestral Patriarch since the beginning.
However, he never showed up when the Barbaric Dragon God was running wild and only made an appearance after it died. How would Chen Fan believe in such a person?
”Crack, crack.”
Chen Fan clenched his fist.
It was surrounded by a golden aura and there was a terrifying energy of his Divine Body. His hand looked like it was made with gold, like a small sun. In comparison, the black Divine Core seemed to be a bit overwhelmed inside the golden aura. Many tiny cracks appeared on its surface and the Divine Soul of the Barbaric Dragon God screamed.
The Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect narrowed his eyes.
”Whoever stops me dies!” Chen Fan said firmly.
”Hah.”
The Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect heaved a sigh.
He swayed his hand and a river appeared behind him above Old China Town.
Looking closely, it wasn't a river, but an aurora. The colorful aurora had been formed by pure Essence Magnet Energy, which had been collected by the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect a hundred thousand feet above the North Sea. It could destroy people's bodies and souls.
”You want to fight with me?”
Chen Fan smiled.
Even though the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect was powerful, he was only an early-stage Golden Core Cultivator. When it came to facing Perfected Cultivators who had only an inferior-grade Golden Core, Chen Fan could kill them effortlessly.
”I know I can't stop you by myself. Luckily, I have quite a lot of friends who have compassion like I do.”
The Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect laughed.
Boom.
Several beams of light were shot from all directions and some fierce Overlords appeared. Some of them were surrounded by red fire, some by blood waves and some looked cold. Each of their energies were as powerful as that of the Ancestral Patriarch of the Arctic Sect and there were six of them.
”The God of the Blood Beasts.”
”Exalted Cultivator Lingkong of the Lingtian Sect.”
”Sword Master Lietian, the Sect Master of the Nine Heaven Sword Sect.”
”The Sect Master of the North Sea Monsters…”
Xie Changying looked up and named all those Overlords one by one. They were the most powerful Overlords in the Yan State and none of them had shown up in the past century, but almost all the Perfected Cultivators had gathered that day.
Xie Changying's entire body began to tremble when he saw the last elder, a red headed cultivator surrounded by nine fire birds.
”Chi Fenkong, Lord of the Yan State!”
That elder was apparently Chi Fenkong, who had rushed over from the government of the Yan State.
All the people present in Old China Town were out of breath because of the Overlords making such a grand appearance. All of them remained silent; none of them dared to say a word. The Barbaric Dragon God had single handedly suppressed the Chinese for thousands of years and more Perfected Cultivators had shown up? Even the elders of the Ancestral Temple turned pale.
”What do they mean? Aren't the Arctic Sect and the government of the Yan State our allies? The Arctic Sect is an Exalted Sect. Why are they stopping my brother?” Xiao Mang was angry and confused.
”The nail that sticks out gets hammered down… We are that nail right now.” Xie Changying smiled wryly.