Chapter 961 - Stepping Over a Divine Prince and Shattering a Heavenly General (1/2)

The Zhu Family sisters were stunned by the development. They had just decided to side with Chen Fan, but his blow had shattered any hopes for that.

Even Elder Yuelon widened her eyes in shock and disbelief.

The other cultivators wondered if their eyes were playing tricks on them. The Medicine God Prince was the heir of an imperishable sect, and was considered an equal to a Heavenly Lord. Although it could no longer match Mount Emperor’s influence in Tianhuang, it was still a powerful force in its own right. So much so that even the first disciple of the Alchemy King had to bow to him respectfully.

He was also the final arbiter for warranting the Elixir Monarch title.

However, as powerful as he was, he was sent flying by Chen Fan’s mighty fist.

“Oh, shoot! Chen Beixuan is a savage!”

Gu Xiaoyi’s hand trembled in fear as he gasped. He was not only from a Heavenly Sect, but also a powerful force on the Longevity Roll. However, the presence of Medicine God Sect still terrorized him.

“A hero such as him is Jun Aochen’s worthy opponent,” Jun Aochen said with fire in his eyes.

Wang Xuanlong slammed the table and cheered for Chen Fan’s bravado. He thought that even if Chen Fan had to pay the ultimate price for his action, it was well worth it.

“Boom!”

After Chen Fan had delivered his attack, some people were confused, some were gloating, and most of the audience was shocked. Zhang Buyi and the Medicine God Prince’s guards were among those who were stunned.

“How dare you! Do you know who he is? He is the Medicine God Prince! The future Medicine God!” Zhang Buyi shouted.

Despite his shriveled form, his heart was beating with a vigorous rhythm. With each passing beat, his appearance became more youthful, turning him into a powerful warrior at his prime: a furious one at that.

“He might be a prince in your eyes, but he was a barking dog in mine.”

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and ambled forward.

Dark energy gushed out from under his feet with every step he took, forming a Fiend Qi that swirled around about Chen Fan in silence. The swirling motion picked up speed, forming a dark hole.

The dark energy swallowed whoever, and whatever it came in contact with. Some guards charged at Chen Fan, but they quickly disappeared into the maw of the swirling maelstrom.

The development scared the guards; they stayed clear of him.

“Such power! Your Fiend Art has surpassed the Primordial Fiend Ancestor and dominating the world may be possible. However, do you think this is enough to take on both the Medicine God and the Alchemy King? ”

Heavenly General Zhang slowly straightened his back.

His white hair turned black and his skin became smooth. He had transformed from a dying old man to a Heavenly Lord at his prime.

“Chen Beixuan, you are courting death!”

A booming shout came up from the distance.

The Medicine God Prince had finally gathered himself; he flew back to the Divine Stage. His elegant outfit was tattered, while his left cheek had sunk-in as if a truck had run him over.

Anger had contorted his face.

Without giving any warning, he attacked Chen Fan as soon as he returned.

“How dare you call me a dog! I will show you the power of a Divine Grade Golden Core!”

Suddenly, an iridescent light emerged from behind the Medicine God Prince and turned into a blade with a colorful glow.

“Fiend Slaying Sword of a Hundred Poisons.”

Many elder’s faces changed colors.

Some people in the audience asked their elders for more detail.

An elder explained that the Medicine God Sect was rumored to have a powerful art called Supreme Void Poison Sutra. It was one of the most powerful arts ever recorded. It fused one hundred kinds of poison into a divine sword, and turned the sword into a divine light which could be summoned at will. It excelled in both attack and defense thanks to its poisonous nature. It could melt the body of a Golden Core Cultivator with ease.

This blade was called Fiend Slaying Sword of a Hundred Poisons.

People also said that only those who had a Divine Grade Golden Core could use this art.

“Whirr.”

As the Divine Sword bore down on Chen Fan, it burned holes in the firmament, a testament to its extreme corrosive nature.

“Pathetic.”

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and kept on walking.

He had ignored the attack, and let it land on the dark energy swirling around him. The black hole swallowed the blade as easily as it did with the others. Then, Chen Fan slapped the Medicine God Prince again, sending him flying back a few hundred meters to the edge of the divine stage.

“Impossible!”