Chapter 270: Shock Across the Battlefield, Reunion with Qingtan!
After the silence, a wave of murmurs spread like wildfire!
All gazes were now fixed squarely on Lin Fan.
Voices of disbelief echoed throughout the sky.
"He killed two Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage experts in an instant?! How is that possible?!"
"Has Lin Fan already broken through to the Profound Life Stage?!"
"Even Yuan Cang, Yuan Gate's Little Yuan King, probably couldn't one-shot two Nine Yuan Nirvana elites, right?"
"I heard Lin Fan only joined Dao Sect a year ago. His growth rate is terrifying! Not even Zhou Tong back then was this monstrous!"
…
A chorus of shocked voices reverberated across the sky.
Countless onlookers looked at Lin Fan with eyes full of awe and fear.
In the younger generation across the super sects, the Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage already marked the peak of strength.
Yet Lin Fan had just effortlessly annihilated two of them in a flash—and at the same time!
Such fearsome power and decisive killing intent left a deep impression on everyone present.
"He's already become that powerful…"
Over in the Sword Sect's camp, Xue Ling stared at Lin Fan with a solemn expression.
He couldn't help but recall the time he'd tried to negotiate the division of the Profound Life Bone Beads.
Thinking back now, a cold sweat rose on his back.
Fortunately, he hadn't been too arrogant then. Otherwise, he might have ended up no better than Yang Huo and Meng Duan—or even dragged his entire sect into disaster.
Xue Ling knew his own limits well. Though he was stronger than those two, the gap wasn't enough to matter to someone like Lin Fan.
After all, he was still just a Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage cultivator.
"Leave, or die."
Lin Fan's voice rang out again, cold and flat as he stared at the remaining Ghost Blade Sect and Fire Cloud Sect disciples.
The terrified disciples looked at the incinerated remains of their comrades and didn't dare linger.
They fled in disgrace, ashen-faced and trembling.
As the two groups disappeared, silence once again fell over the area.
Things had developed in an unexpected direction…
"If Yuan Gate has something to say, tell them to come themselves."
"Or are they all cowards now, sending their lackeys to die in their place?"
Lin Fan's icy voice echoed once more, spreading across the battlefield.
Instantly, the crowd erupted again!
All eyes turned to the Yuan Gate camp.
Sure enough, activity stirred within.
Furious glares surged among the crowd of Yuan Gate disciples.
Boom!
After a moment, a powerful figure stood up with a murderous aura—it was Lei Qian, the Little Thunder King.
"You've got some nerve," he growled, turning his furious eyes toward Lin Fan. "Since you want to die so badly, I'll make it happen!"
Beside him, Ling Zhen, the Little Spirit King, and Yuan Cang, the Little Yuan King, also stood up under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
"You think killing two weaklings with some dirty trick makes you invincible?" Yuan Cang said coolly, dressed in blue.
"Looks like this Sect Competition will be your last."
Swish!
As his words fell, a steel sword suddenly dropped into his hand—and he swung it with blinding speed!
Boom!
The sky howled as Yuan Force erupted. A blinding sword beam tore through space, slicing toward Lin Fan at a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow!
Even the Dao Sect disciples behind him were within the blast radius!
Just then—BOOM!
A mighty gray light surged from the horizon and slammed into the sword beam, detonating it midair.
CRACK!
A thunderous shockwave echoed across the land.
"Chen Kui, this is between Yuan Gate and Dao Sect. Why are you interfering?" Yuan Cang said coldly, his voice sharp as a blade.
"Chen Kui? That's the guy ranked #1 on the Eastern Xuan Region's Most Wanted List!"
"Why would he be helping Dao Sect?!"
"I thought Chen Kui had no connection to Dao Sect…"
…
Shock and confusion spread throughout the audience.
Lin Fan, on the other hand, felt a strange stirring in his heart. He lifted his head to where the gray light had come from.
Whoosh!
Amidst the countless whispers, a beam of rainbow light shot across the sky and resolved into three figures, hovering above the battlefield.
Among them, Lin Fan immediately spotted a small, familiar silhouette.
It was Qingtan.
Not only Lin Fan—Lin Dong, standing behind him, also noticed her and visibly flinched.
His eyes widened in shock.
"Hehe! Big Brother Lin Fan! Big Brother Lin Dong!"
Wearing a dark dress, the beautiful and petite girl waved cheerfully at them, her face alight with joy.
But the moment she saw Lin Dong's expression—shock turning to fury—her smile faltered and quickly disappeared.
"Qingtan, what are you doing here?!"
Lin Dong's voice thundered across the field, full of disbelief and hidden panic.
Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, though his reaction was far calmer. His gaze stayed locked on Qingtan.
Xiao Xiao, Ying Huanhuan, and the others couldn't help but look at the girl in the sky.
She appeared to be about Ying Huanhuan's age, slim and elegant, with striking features. Her eyes sparkled with spirit, like a lively forest sprite.
It was the same girl who had taken a different path when Lin Fan and his brothers left the Great Yan Dynasty years ago—Qingtan.
To Qingtan's right was another girl, also dressed in dark robes, with a face that resembled hers by six or seven parts—but she had fiery red hair and a more voluptuous figure.
Behind them stood a man floating silently, half his face hidden behind a ghostly mask, adding to his eerie aura.
The three of them had become the center of attention—though most gazes lingered on the masked man.
The infamous Chen Kui, ranked first on the Eastern Xuan Region's Most Wanted List.
Back in the sky, Qingtan's cheerful expression had vanished. Clearly, Lin Dong's angry tone had shaken her.
She descended quickly and landed beside Lin Fan, lowering her head, looking like a child caught sneaking out.
"Y-You… what have you been doing? Why are you here? Did you run away from home?!"
Lin Dong's voice cracked with anger and worry as questions poured from his mouth like rapid-fire.
Lin Fan shook his head and sighed. "Calm down. Let's hear her explanation first."
Then, both of them turned to look at Qingtan.
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