859 Shedding Blood in the Royal City (1/2)

”Chatter…”

The wind was howling and the air was filled with Sword Qi inside the royal city. Nobody dared to make any noise; it was so silent that everyone was able to hear the sound of Zhao Duluo's teeth grinding.

Zhao Duluo looked over with a frightened face.

He saw Chen Fan coming with a sword in his hand and there was a black crack behind him. It was a crack in the dimension. It didn't close up; it looked like an eye in the sky.

The eighteen layers of arrays had been torn.

Chen Fan's slash not only broke the last things the royal family relied on, it also took away all the pride and arrogance in Zhao Duluo's mind.

”Clatter, clatter, clatter!”

Chen Fan walked slowly.

The five Divine Chains appeared clearly on him. They were twining around his body tightly, which created five visible marks. It was the consequence of using his full power two times in one day. The Sky-severing Sword even became dim after the last attack; it would need some time to recover.

However, among the countless Connate Cultivators and Golden Core Cultivators, none of them dared to attack Chen Fan.

The cultivators that had been blocking in front of Chen Fan had already run away. Nobody—including the Golden Core Cultivators of the Zhao family or the soldiers of the troops of the Beihan Region—dared to stop him. The crowd made way for Chen Fan and Zhao Duluo could be seen a hundred feet away.

Even though he was the Prince of the royal family, who had command over thousands of people and was constantly protected by countless soldiers and Overlords, Zhao Duluo felt utterly lonely and weak at the moment, as if the world had abandoned him.

Thousands of soldiers were frightened!

”I once thought Lord Beihan was unstoppable and Sword King was already at the peak a cultivator could possibly reach. After seeing Perfected Cultivator Chen suppress the royal city today, I finally realized what the word invincible truly means!”

Zhang Ming looked up in shock and in awe.

He even wanted to be banished from his sect and follow Chen Fan.

Qi Feng also looked at Chen Fan. They were at the same age and the same level. However, he was only a young disciple of the Tianji Grotto-heaven, while Chen Fan was already standing on the top of the Beihan Region, having made countless Perfected Cultivators yield.

”This is the difference between us.”

Qi Feng heaved a sigh.

At the same time, Chen Fan was already thirty feet away from Zhao Duluo. An elder finally came up.

”Perfected Cultivator Chen, please listen to me. It's just a misunderstanding…”

”Swish!”

Chen Fan only made a slashing motion.

The Sky-severing Sword was still rusted; it hadn't been awakened yet. It only sent out a small beam of light, which immediately split the elder in half.

How powerful was a Heavenly Treasure?

Normal people could already kill a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator with it, so it was even more terrifying when in Chen Fan's hands.

The elder was startled. He didn't understand why Chen Fan didn't even let him finish talking.

Then, a few Overlords and elders of the royal family also came up and tried to convince Chen Fan. Chen Fan then slashed seven times without hesitation and killed seven Golden Core Cultivators. Even though the Divine Chains on his body became tighter and the sword looked dimmer, Chen Fan didn't hold back at all.

In the end, no one dared to stop Chen Fan; they let him walk towards Zhao Duluo.

Meanwhile, Zhao Duluo had already knelt on the ground trembling. He didn't even have the courage to run away anymore.

Suddenly, someone sighed.

An extremely old man, who only had a scant amount of white hair and whose body was bent, stood in front of Chen Fan.

”Ahem, that's it! This battle has cost our family dozens of Golden Core Cultivators. That should be able to allay your anger…”

The old man stopped for a while between each sentence, as if it were extremely exhausting for him to speak.

But a junior of the Zhao family exclaimed, ”It's the Heavenly Ancestor. He's still alive?”

Hearing this title, many old cultivators were startled and something seemed to have come to their minds. Even the Sect Masters of the six Grotto-heavens also looked serious.

”Brother Qi, who's the Heavenly Ancestor?” Zhang Ming wondered.

Someone came to convince Chen Fan when he was so vicious?

”The Heavenly Ancestor? Is he the brother of the first Lord Beihan and the uncle of the current Lord Beihan?” Qi Feng asked.

”I heard that he used to be invincible back then, and that he had already become a peak-stage Golden Core Grand Perfected Cultivator thousands of years ago, but the first Lord Beihan got the spotlight. He had no choice but to step down. He must have hid deep inside the Spirit Veins, or he would have died long before.”