His face was filled with killing intent. Tonight, he had revealed too many of his trump cards when he killed Wang Yao. In order to avoid trouble in the future, eliminating these witnesses was undoubtedly the most convenient thing to do.
He slightly released his spirit sense with a trace of murderous intent, engulfing the two hundred li radius of the Cold Moon Mountain.
Every cultivator of Hu Clan was affected by Ning Fan's spirit sense. It was as if Ning Fan only needed a thought to turn the ethereal spirit sense into a sword sense that could take away their lives.
Under the pressure of this spirit sense, cultivators below Harmonious Spirit realm couldn't even stand straight. The remaining Harmonious Spirit cultivators of Hu Clan, including the commander of the Hu guards, Hu Ming, were looking at the young man on the mountain peak with reverence.
As for Old Ancestor Hu Fengzi, he felt Ning Fan's pressure the most. He had temporarily broken through to the Gold Core realm after consuming the Decaying Corpse Pill, but he still felt that his life and death were beyond his control under Ning Fan's spirit sense.
This Ning Fan could easily annihilate Hu Clan, just like the Void Fragmentation old monster. Since Ning Fan had returned and the Void Fragmentation old monster was nowhere to be found, it undoubtedly meant that Ning Fan had killed the old monster!
"Hiss! Slashing the Void Fragmentation! "
With this thought, Hu Fengzi's fear towards Ning Fan rose to an unprecedented level. The scenes of Ning Fan's strange means appeared in his mind, making his hair stand on end.
He was horrified to realize that Ning Fan wanted to silence them and annihilate Hu Clan!
Hu Fengzi could understand that any one of Ning Fan's means would be coveted by countless old monsters. If it was Hu Fengzi who exposed his trump card and had the ability to silence them, he naturally wouldn't be merciful.
His face was showing signs of life, but his mind was thinking of a way to solve the current crisis.
Looking at the cold spring far away and the despair of the cultivators of Hu Clan, Hu Fengzi seemed to have made a decision.
He dragged his weak body toward the Cold Moon Mountain in a flash of light. He had a calm expression as if he was ready to die. When he was a hundred zhang away from the mountain peak, he stopped and cupped his fists at Ning Fan.
"This old man is the old ancestor of Hu Clan, Hu Fengzi. Nice to meet you, Elder Ning."
“...”
Ning Fan closed his eyes without saying a word. His spirit sense was still locked on Hu Fengzi. If Hu Fengzi made any strange movements, he would die for sure.
"Elder Ning, can you spare the Hu Clan …?" Hu Fengzi smiled bitterly.
"I'm not interested in the life and death of the Hu family, but I have to solve the hidden danger …"
"If the cultivators of my Hu Clan pledge allegiance to Elder and allow Elder to plant a Restrictive Spell on them, is it possible for them to live? My Hu Clan still has the Spirit Spring Vein. I'm willing to offer it to you with both hands. There are also countless magical treasures and pills that Elder can take for himself." Hu Fengzi gritted his teeth. Given his proud character, he would never allow his Hu Clan to become the subordinate of others, but he was even more unwilling to see his descendants die a violent death.
Hu Fengzi could see that if Ning Fan really wanted to destroy the Hu Clan, he would have killed all the cultivators on the scene the moment he appeared. The reason why he did not make a move was because he had the intention of subduing the Hu Clan.
Therefore, Hu Fengzi took the initiative to submit to Ning Fan.
Ning Fan, on the other hand, looked deeply at Hu Fengzi with admiration in his eyes.
"You have a good mind, and your personality can be considered steady. You are qualified to be the ancestor of a clan. Don't worry. I just don't want the cultivators of Hu Clan to talk too much. Go and gather the cultivators of Hu Clan. I'll plant a Restrictive Spell on them. After that, today's matter will be over. "
Ning Fan smiled faintly and retracted his spirit sense. As for the cultivators in the Hu Clan's territory, they all let out sighs of relief.
It wasn't a big deal to Ning Fan whether the Hu Clan was exterminated or not. As for the cultivators of Hu Clan, they had lost their guards, a few Harmonious Spirit experts and their old ancestor. Ning Fan no longer put their strength in his eyes.
As for the magical treasures and pills of Hu Clan, Ning Fan didn't care much about them. Only the Spirit Spring Vein, the Cold Moon Spring, could slightly move Ning Fan.
His tone was indifferent, but it gave the cultivators of Hu Clan a chance to live. Hu Fengzi's face immediately lit up.
Who would be willing to die if they could avoid death? At least they would have a chance to live after being planted with a Restrictive Spell. Without this person, all the cultivators of Hu Clan would have died in the stomach of the Bone Sovereign.
"Pass down my order. All the cultivators of Hu Clan are to gather at the foot of the Cold Moon Mountain. Let Senior Ning plant a Restrictive Spell on them!"
As the old ancestor of Hu Clan, no one dared to disobey his order. As for the cultivators of Hu Clan, after knowing that they were going to be planted with a Restrictive Spell by Ning Fan and lose their freedom, each of them revealed a worried expression.
Ning Fan descended from the Cold Moon Mountain with a flash of an icy rainbow. Not long after, Hu Fengzi led a group of cultivators to the foot of the mountain.
"Senior, please plant a Restrictive Spell on us!"
Hu Fengzi cupped his fists at Ning Fan respectfully, but the Death Qi on his face was getting stronger.
The Death Qi on his face was getting stronger. The medicinal power of the Decaying Corpse Pill was fading away. Once the time is up, he would die.
Ning Fan sighed slightly. He found this Hu Fengzi quite pleasing to the eyes. This man was indeed worthy of being the clan lord for many years. He was willing to die for his clan members. If he could stay in Hu Clan, he would be a great help.
Unfortunately, the Decaying Corpse Pill was a pill that would lead one to death. In order to gain strength, one had to pay the price of blood. This was the Heavenly Dao. Even Ning Fan couldn't save Hu Fengzi.
After withdrawing his emotions, Ning Fan planted a Restrictive Spell on the sea of consciousness of the cultivators of Hu Clan. Each and every one of them was planted with a Restrictive Spell. With a complicated sigh, they went to clean up the ruins of the clan and rebuild their homeland.
The void had been completely sealed off. Ning Fan didn't want to stay any longer.
Under Hu Fengzi's lead, he came to the land of Hu Clan. He shook the Cauldron Ring and kept the entire spirit spring into the red misty space.
This method was unimaginable. Hu Fengzi immediately recognized that Ning Fan's Cauldron Ring was a legendary Heavenly Dwelling Magical Treasure. Spatial Magical Treasures could store things, but only Heavenly Dwelling Magical Treasures could store rivers and mountains!
Ning Fan's method was shocking. If he could take care of Hu Clan a little, he wouldn't have any worries after his death.
He hesitated for a moment before cupping his fists and begging Ning Fan.
"Elder Ning, this old man has a request."
"I can't remove the toxicity of the Decaying Corpse Pill for you. This pill is used to exchange one's lifespan for cultivation. Obtaining it would mean losing it. "
Ning Fan's tone was a little helpless because his younger brother, Ning Gu, had also practiced the same vicious cultivation method as the Life Sealing Ruler.
This kind of loss of vitality couldn't be replenished by pills. The Heavenly Dao wouldn't tolerate it!
Cultivators could push mountains with their fists and fill the sea with their fingers, but they couldn't go against the Heavenly Dao. This was the helplessness of cultivators.
"No, this old man knows that I'm going to die. I don't want to live. This old man only has one request. After I die, can Elder Ning take care of Hu Clan? "
Hu Fengzi pleaded. He knew that Ning Fan planted the Mental Seal on Hu Clan just to seal their mouths. In fact, Ning Fan had no interest in Hu Clan. If Hu Clan was in trouble, it was hard to say whether he would help or not.
However, he still hoped that Ning Fan would help because Hu Clan had lost their guards. If he died, the enemies of Hu Clan wouldn't turn a blind eye to them. Even Purple Light Sect, which had a good relationship with Hu Clan, might turn around and suppress Hu Clan.
This was the cruelty of the World of Cultivation.
Ning Fan slightly frowned at Hu Fengzi's request. But before he could refuse, Hu Fengzi put away all his hesitation, revealed a determined look and pleaded solemnly.
"If Elder Ning promises to help Hu Clan three times, this old man is willing to give up reincarnation and condense a 'Cultivation Pill' with my lifetime's cultivation base as a gift to Elder Ning! Initially, this old man wanted to leave this pill for Hu Ming, but it seems like he is still too young to take on such a great responsibility. "
"Cultivation Pill!"
Ning Fan's eyes were filled with surprise. His gaze towards Hu Fengzi was filled with emotions.
"You have done too much for the clan."
"This old man doesn't regret it! Elder Ning, tell me, are you going to agree or not? "
"Forget it. If I get the Cultivation Pill, I, Ning Fan, promise to help Hu Clan three times in my lifetime! "
"Many thanks …"
Hu Fengzi looked at the busy cultivators from afar and revealed a gratified smile. As for Ning Fan, he felt slightly disappointed and closed his eyes.
The Cultivation Pill was similar to the Dao Fruit. After consuming it, it could directly increase a cultivator's cultivation base without any worries. It wasn't like a pill that would make the cultivator's magical power weak after consuming it.
The difference was that the Dao Fruit was condensed from the magical power of the person who was killed, while the Cultivation Pill was condensed from the magical power of a living person at the cost of his or her soul.
Everyone would die one day, and even if a cultivator died, he or she would still desire to enter reincarnation and cultivate again. However, Hu Fengzi was willing to sacrifice his own soul to concoct a Cultivation Pill just to ask Ning Fan to help him three times.
As a patriarch, he was qualified.
Tonight, Ning Fan thought about a question for the first time. What was he cultivating and what was the purpose of his cultivation?
In the eyes of the Cultivation World, Hu Fengzi's method was extremely stupid and worthless. However, Ning Fan felt that if he was Hu Fengzi, he would also choose the same path.
The Heart Devil was getting stronger and stronger. With the Cultivation Pill that was comparable to the Dao Fruit, Ning Fan could go into seclusion to eliminate the Heart Devil and break through to the Gold Core realm.
The only thing he lacked was time.
"Elder Ning, follow me to the Cold Moon Mountain. This old man wants to die there." Hu Fengzi smiled bitterly.
"Sure, I will send you to the Dao Death."
Ning Fan's tone was flat. In an instant, he vaguely felt that his current state of mind was secretly in line with the true meaning of 'sending the Monarch Death'.
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