With a flash, he caught up to the retreating Yuan Zian in mid-air.
Although his realm was not as high as Yuan Zianâs, his Lightweight Skill was at Perfection, and his speed was even faster than Yuan Zianâs.
Soul-Swaying Technique!
Wei Fan struck again, the Sword Momentum like relentless waves of the sea. Yuan Zian felt his Heart Spirit constantly shaken, with more than half of its power used to resist this Soul-Swaying Technique, leaving him unable to fully utilize his Half-Step Divine Realm advantage, and he could only use his true bodyâs True Power to clash with Wei Fan.
He also slashed out a jet-black Sword Aura, clashing with Wei Fanâs Sword Aura.
In an instant, a terrifying power transmitted through the Sword Aura, making his arm tremble uncontrollably.
"What a heavy saber!"
Yuan Zianâs pupils contracted, the saber in his hand was bounced high almost to the point of being flung away, and with a "boom," the jet-black Sword Aura shattered, scattering True Power everywhere.
The collapsing True Power swept across in all directions, turning an area of more than ten meters into dust in an instant, raising a massive cloud of smoke and dust.
"No wonder itâs called Supreme True Qi!"
He finally understood why the Purple True Qi from Horizontal Cultivation of Innate was called Supreme True Qi.
He was at Half-Step Divine Realm, his True Power having transformed nine times, which was True Power in the truest sense.
But Wei Fan was only at the Heavenly Human Fourth Level, his True Power had only transformed four times, and in theory, his True Power should be inferior to his own.
Yet under the clash of their condensed Sword Auras, his nine-times transformed True Power was still inferior to Wei Fanâs four-times transformed Supreme True Power.
Besides being inferior in True Power, there was also Wei Fanâs terrifying and unmatched massive strength.
A saber weighing tens of thousands of pounds struck with the utmost force and might, which was itself terrifying.
"Very demonic, but a dead demon is no longer a demon!"
Yuan Zianâs eyes flashed with a cold light.
After two successive clashes, he could confirm that Wei Fan was invincible below the Divine Realm, unless there was another demon who also understood Sword Momentum to suppress Wei Fan.
Without understanding Sword Momentum, or having an equivalent realm, such as those with Sword Momentum or Spear Momentum, even the most formidable Half-Step Divine Realm couldnât handle Wei Fan.
Crack!
A crisp sound came from within him, as if something had cracked open.
In an instant, a terrifying aura that made oneâs Divine Soul shiver swept out, like a wave of terror that threatened to freeze everything, annihilating everything within a hundred-meter radius in complete silence.
"The aura of a Divine Realm Martial Sect!"
Wei Fan paused in his tracks.
The aura emanating from Yuan Zian, he had felt from Situ Feng and the old Sect Leader of the Divine Blade Sect, was the unique aura of a Divine Realm Martial Sect, above all, making it impossible to resist.
Yuan Zian raised his head, revealing a cruel smile: "I told you Iâm a disciple of the Divine Realm Martial Sect, do you know what that means? It means that at any time, the power of a Divine Realm Martial Sect is sealed within us, and once we encounter an invincible opponent, it can be triggered to annihilate the enemy."
The aura around him became increasingly terrifying, madly absorbing the Power of Heaven and Earth around him.
Even the Power of Heaven and Earth controlled by Wei Fan was beyond his control, rushing madly toward Yuan Zianâs body.
"Not good, Yuan Zian has unleashed the power of the Divine Realm Martial Sect sealed within him!"
In the cave, Long Xueyiâs expression changed dramatically, seizing the already mature four Bodhi Fruits, her figure wildly flying out of the cave.
Just as she appeared outside, she saw a massive palm imprint emitting terrifying waves striking at Wei Fan, with the world rumbling and cracking with terrible fissures appearing on the ground.
The palm was still tens of meters away, yet the Protective Gang Qi on Wei Fanâs body shattered and exploded apart.
"Yuan Zian, if you dare harm him, I guarantee both you and your master Sun Jinglin will die!"
Long Xueyi roared, an aura of terrifying killing intent rising from her.
It was too far away, even if she wanted to use the means left by her grandfather on her, it was too late.
"Truly terrifying, the means of the Divine Realm Martial Sect sealed within the disciples can crush someone like me as easily as squashing an ant, no wonder itâs said no Celestial Martial Artist has ever been able to reverse slash a Divine Realm Martial Sect."
Seeing the Protective Gang Qi on his body shatter in an instant, Wei Fan marveled.
What Sword Momentum was there, under the power of the Divine Realm Martial Sect, it was of no use at all, as if his connection with heaven and earth had already been stripped away by the power of the Divine Realm Martial Sect.
He couldnât even move, as if carrying the mountain on his back, he could only watch helplessly as the huge hand was about to slap him into a pulp.
"But this is good, just right to test the power of the Great Sun Golden Bell Shield with the power of the Divine Realm Martial Sect!"
Yuan Zian suddenly noticed that Wei Fan, who was being struck by the giant hand, did not show a look of fear, but rather, a smile appeared on his face.
At the moment when he was uncertain and suspicious, a dazzling golden light shone on Wei Fanâs body, followed by a golden bell emerging from Wei Fanâs body, on which tigers leaped and dragons soared.
In just a blink of an eye, the golden bell expanded to a size of six to seven meters, emitting intense flames.
"He has a Divine Soldier on him?"
Yuan Zianâs pupils contracted, for some powerful Divine Soldiers could even equate to a Divine Realm Martial Sect.
The bell flew up, and at the moment of collision with the giant hand, it created a pure white flame.
A hissing sound was heard, and the giant hand was instantly burned through, collapsing and scattering.
"..."
Yuan Zian gasped, the pure white flame was so terrifying, instantly burning through the power of the Divine Realm Martial Sect.
"Escape!"
He finally panicked, his masterâs power was easily destroyed, if he didnât run, he could only wait for death.
Yet as soon as this thought arose, the bell flew at a terrifying speed and enveloped him.
Rumbling...
The ground cracked, raising a smoke cloud like ocean waves, tigers leaping and dragons soaring on the bellâs wall as the flames abruptly surged.
"My master is from the Divine Realm Martial Sect, you canât kill meâah..."
Yuan Zianâs terrified voice came from inside the bell.
However, after just one miserable scream, there remained only a streak of black ash; under the True Sun Fire, he was vaporized instantly, the jet-black saber in his hand turning into a pool of molten iron on the ground.
[Slain Yuan Zian, gained 900 years of Power]
[Current Power Level: 1844 years]
Although it wasnât the Divine Realm Martial Sect personally stepping in, that palm still represented part of the power of the Divine Realm Martial Sect, and the bell being able to incinerate the giant hand instantly left Wei Fan satisfied.
With this experience, facing the Divine Realm Martial Sect in the future, he now had some confidence.
The Great Sun Golden Bell Shield was still at Expertise, with Great Success and Perfection yet to come; at Perfection, it might even be able to suppress some weaker Divine Realm Martial Sect.
With a thought, the bell flew back, shrinking and disappearing into his body.
Long Xueyi breathed a long sigh of relief, her expression shocked as she looked at the bell Wei Fan had retracted: "What a terrifying Divine Soldier, so this is his trump card, with a Divine Soldier for protection, no wonder he said his strongest is defense."
Earlier she almost thought Wei Fan was doomed.
The life-saving means left by the Divine Realm Martial Sect on the disciples, without equivalent means to counter it, a Half-Step Divine Realm would also be dead.
The means of the Divine Realm Martial Sect defy comprehension, even a thought possesses earth-shaking power.
"However, that bell, doesnât it look similar to the Protective Golden Bell cultivated from the Martial Arts Golden Bell Shield?"
Long Xueyi then revealed a look of doubt.
The bell on Wei Fan, its shape was exactly the same as the Golden Bell Shield, with the only difference being the addition of a tiger and dragon form and terrifying flames; otherwise, it wasnât much different from the Golden Bell cultivated from the Martial Arts Golden Bell Shield.
She landed beside Wei Fan.
Wei Fan turned his head: "The Bodhi Fruit has matured?"
As he spoke, he began to erase the remaining aura.
Long Xueyi nodded: "Theyâve already been collected. Thereâs no need to clear the aura, even if the Divine Realm Martial Sect comes here, they can still trace our aura no matter how clean it is."
Hearing this, Wei Fan stopped his actions; since it was useless, there was no need to waste effort.
The two walked out together, with Long Xueyi saying: "You neednât worry too much either, though Sun Jinglin is a Divine Realm Martial Sect, he doesnât dare to casually kill people from the Demon Suppression Bureau, and he might not ascertain it was us who killed Yuan Zian. By the time he realizes Yuan Zian is dead and comes here, our aura might have completely dissipated."
"Do you think the Demon Suppression Bureau should be wary of Sun Jinglin, given that heâs a martial master who broke through to the Divine Realm by himself?"
Wei Fan nodded; even if he had the choice again, he would still kill Yuan Zian.
Even without the Bodhi Fruit, just because Yuan Zian appeared on the panel, he wouldnât hesitate, let alone with the fruit involved.