Chapter 735: 735: The One That Got Away? Nonexistent

Chapter 735: Chapter 735: The One That Got Away? Nonexistent

Putting aside that Kong Yuanba brought this upon himself and deserved such an ending.

With Jiang Fan’s current strength, why provoke him for no reason?

Did you not see how Huang Qilin died?

And yet you bring disaster to the Myriad Swords Sect?

Completely ignorant of the gravity of the situation!

Pan Ruxue’s face paled as she silently turned her head, ignoring Kong Yuanba.

Though she felt uneasy, sacrificing everything for Kong Yuanba wasn’t an option either.

Seeking help from the Myriad Swords Sect was hopeless.

Kong Yuanba stumbled towards the Thousand Refinement Sect, looking at a male elder.

“Cousin, please help me…”

Before he could finish his plea,

the male elder was already startled.

He stole a glance at Jiang Fan, who was like a god of death, and his expression drastically changed. He shouted urgently, “Who is your cousin?”

“I have nothing to do with you!”

The two barely interacted under normal circumstances; in a critical moment like this, there was even less chance of him taking the blame.

Kong Yuanba gritted his teeth and turned towards the Heavenly Sound Sect.

Yet before he could even speak to the higher-ups he knew,

they immediately walked away.

At this time, who would dare to associate with Kong Yuanba?

Thus.

Kong Yuanba sought help from everyone he could, but not a single person was willing to stand up for him.

At this moment,

Kong Yuanba truly understood what it meant to be abandoned by all.

Jiang Fan followed behind him, sword in hand, slowly closing the distance.

“No one left to protect you?”

“If not, then I’ll send you to reunite with your disciples.”

“Your Giant Sect is just shy of having its Sect Master join them.”

What?

The crowd was terrified.

What did he mean?

The Giant Sect… had been annihilated?

Combining this with Jiang Fan’s strength that instantly killed a Supreme Elder, and Kong Yuanba’s desperate escape…

It must be true!

Lei Zhenhai trembled violently.

The True Thunder Sect had nearly been dragged into conflict with Jiang Fan by Huang Qilin!

The Giant Sect, one of the powerful Upper Three Sects, was wiped out.

What fate could they expect?

He felt a chilling fear creep up inside.

Thankfully, he was prudent enough not to meddle recklessly in Jiang Fan and the Giant Sect’s feud.

Otherwise, he would have been capsized by that old bastard Huang Qilin!

Suddenly.

He saw one of Huang Qilin’s disciples picking up his teacher’s corpse.

Fury instantly ignited within him.

“Throw it away! Dump it immediately!”

“Let that old scoundrel’s body feed the wild dogs!”

The disciples of the True Thunder Sect were also drenched in cold sweat from Jiang Fan’s words.

Looking at Huang Qilin’s body, their gazes were filled with resentment.

That old fool nearly brought about a catastrophic disaster!

Xu Qingyang broke out in a cold sweat across his forehead.

He glared coldly at the Ninth Elder.

Pan Xueru’s face was pale, her heart racing wildly.

Only now did she realize how close she came to bringing enormous calamity upon the Myriad Swords Sect!

Meanwhile, Kong Yuanba’s cousin in the Thousand Refinement Sect was both shocked and enraged.

It was fortunate that he had decisively cut ties early on.

Kong Yuanba dared to drag such trouble onto him.

Truly despicable!

Those powers that had distanced themselves early were either thankful for their wisdom or bitterly resentful of Kong Yuanba’s selfishness.

Left without aid, Kong Yuanba gritted his teeth,

still unwilling to resign himself to death.

For there was still one person who could save him!

That person was the Vice Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion,

Ye Cangyuan!

As Vice Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion,

he couldn’t possibly sit idly by while a sect in the Nine-Sect Alliance faced total annihilation.

No matter how reluctant, he would still intervene to stop Jiang Fan.

And as long as Kong Yuanba had a single breath left,

he would make Jiang Fan regret it for the rest of his life!

With hatred in his heart, he scrambled up the Boundary Mountain in haste.

From a distance, he spotted Ye Cangyuan’s tent.

At this time, the Nine-Sect disciples hadn’t fully withdrawn yet, so Ye Cangyuan must still be stationed there.

“Vice Pavilion Master Ye, you must uphold justice!”

“Jiang Fan is lawless; he’s slaughtering all the disciples of my Giant Sect. Please, intervene and stop him…”

But as he barged into the tent,

what met his eyes was an empty tent.

To be precise,

only the person was gone.

The tables and chairs hadn’t even been taken away yet.

The documents scattered on the table were left in disorder, clearly abandoned in a hurry.

As it turned out,

Ye Cangyuan had long foreseen this scenario.

And he had left early.

Rustle—

The tent curtain was lifted behind him.

Jiang Fan, holding his three-foot Purple Sword, slowly stepped in.

“Kong Yuanba, no one can save you anymore.”

Kong Yuanba collapsed to the ground in despair.

At this moment,

he truly regretted it.

Regretted not heeding Ye Cangyuan’s warnings.

It was as Ye Cangyuan had said all along.

If Jiang Fan could return alive from the Demon Race’s territory, he must possess extraordinary methods.

To provoke him lightly would surely lead to disaster.

If he had taken even a single word to heart, he wouldn’t have ended up like this.

Watching Jiang Fan approach step by step,

Kong Yuanba, bereft of all hope, finally began to beg:

“Jiang Fan, I’m sorry. It was my fault.”

“I shouldn’t have killed Li Qingfeng.”

“I’ll bow to him, even guard his grave. Just spare me one chance to change.”

“I swear, I will change!”

Jiang Fan raised his sword, his voice cold: “It’s unnecessary.”

“You would sully his grave.”

At this point, Kong Yuanba was utterly terrified.

Suddenly, something came to his mind.

He hurriedly pulled out a large Void Lotus:

“Right, isn’t this the flower you’ve always wanted?”

“I give it to you now. Just spare my life—”

Swish—

Jiang Fan swung his sword.

With a single slash across the neck,

a massive head tumbled to the ground.

Those wide-open eyes carried an intense resentment.

He could have led the once-prosperous Giant Sect to greater glory.

He could have achieved the Golden Body, creating history for the Giant Sect.

Yet everything came to an abrupt end.

All because he killed a seemingly insignificant elder from the Green Cloud Sect.

If he could turn back time,

he would surely spare Li Qingfeng.

He absolutely, absolutely, absolutely would not take his life.

But unfortunately, there were no do-overs.

He had already dragged the entire Giant Sect to the grave with Li Qingfeng.

Jiang Fan grabbed the Void Lotus with one hand and lifted Kong Yuanba’s head with the other.

He returned to Li Qingfeng’s corpse.

Gently setting down the head.

Finally, tears slipped from Jiang Fan’s eyes.

Kneeling before the body, he bowed deeply:

“Elder Li, rest in peace.”

Those of the other sects wore complicated expressions.

There was both sorrow and envy.

To have a disciple who would risk everything to avenge them after their death…

That would indeed make dying without regrets.

Not long after,

the bloodstained disciples of the Green Cloud Sect returned.

Liu Wuchen reported, “Other than Jin Zhongming, who is unaccounted for, all remaining disciples are dead.”

Jiang Fan frowned slightly.

Among the disciples, the greatest threat was undoubtedly Jin Zhongming.

And he managed to escape?

“That doesn’t make sense. How could he escape with so many people watching?”

Jiang Fan pondered for a moment.

“Let’s go check the battlefield.”

The group, carrying Li Qingfeng’s corpse, returned to the gruesome battleground from earlier.

Jiang Fan immediately noticed something amiss: “Where is Xue Wanchong’s body?”

Xue Wanchong stood at an imposing three meters tall.

He should have stood out like a mountain among the crowd.

So with one glance, Jiang Fan noticed his body was missing.

“Look, there’s a trail of blood leading off into the distance.”

Suddenly, Wen Hongyao squinted and spotted a clue.

The crowd followed her gaze.

They saw traces in the snowfield where the body appeared to have been dragged away.

Jiang Fan immediately understood, his expression turning cold.

“Well played, Jin Zhongming.”

“He didn’t escape recklessly with the other disciples.”

“Instead, he hid inside Xue Wanchong’s body amidst the chaos.”

“Once you all left, he dragged away Xue Wanchong’s body and fled.”

Jiang Fan was all too familiar with such tactics.

However.

It was puzzling why Jin Zhongming would drag such a heavy corpse while escaping.

After thinking for a moment,

he stowed away the Five Magnetic Yuan Mountain, glanced at the unharmed Xu Yining, and said:

“Find a female elder to look after her.”

“I’m going after Jin Zhongming!”

“Let’s see what he’s up to!”

Summoning the Purple Sword,

Jiang Fan took to the skies.