Ximen Ye touched the wound on his neck and his eyes were filled with killing intent.
However, at the next moment, he bit the tip of his tongue and suppressed his killing intent.
He was arrogant. Therefore, he would go crazy after being injured by Ning Fan.
He was conceited. Therefore, he would not allow himself to be at a disadvantage.
Ximen Ye's black robes fluttered in the wind. His heart became calmer and calmer. His deep black eyes no longer had any emotions. Four black divine stars appeared on his glabella. However, he raised his hand and crushed two of them. Blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth but he remained cold and arrogant.
He did not explain and no longer concealed his killing intent towards Ning Fan.
However, Ning Fan knew that Ximen Ye destroyed two of his divine stars for the sake of fairness. He wanted to annihilate Ning Fan equally!
"You are indeed very strong. If you were born a thousand years earlier, you would have already reached the Void Fragmentation Realm. However, you need to understand that you are still inferior to me! Your injuries are too severe. You are already an arrow at the end of its flight … "
"I don't think so."
Ning Fan secretly activated the Black Star Technique and his body was surrounded by faint starlight.
He did not directly summon his natal star. Even Ximen Ye might not know that he had learned the Black Star Technique.
His injuries that were bathed in blood recovered at an extremely fast speed.
This scene shocked Ximen Ye. Ning Fan's method of self-recovery was very similar to the Star Healing Technique.
"You have quite a lot of techniques. If that's the case, I can fight you to my heart's content. If you walk out of this world alive, I can guarantee on behalf of the Ximen Clan that Bei Xiaoman will belong to you! If you lose … you will die! "
Ximen Ye did not say anything else. His expression changed and his first divine star flashed. In an instant, the sky inside the heavenly dwelling turned from day to night.
As the night fell, Ximen Ye's qi gradually became faint. Eventually, he disappeared from Ning Fan's sight.
His first divine star was the Divine Star of Night. It was the ruler of the night.
As long as he stayed in the depths of the night, he could conceal all his qi. Assassination and sneak attack were not a problem.
* Chi *
Streaks of pitch-black sword energy were immersed in the night sky as they attacked from all directions.
Ning Fan wielded both of his swords and blocked the sword qi. The purple star in his left eye flashed as if it could see through the night and immediately found Ximen Ye's hiding spot.
The baleful qi around him rose and gathered in the blood sword. Under the activation of Ning Fan's baleful qi, the blood sword emitted an evil and strange red light in the night sky.
A sword pointed to where Ximen Ye was, like it could sweep away a thousand troops, like it could swing a mountain, and where the sword tip pointed, it seemed to pierce through this side of the world. For a moment, within the space of the cave, there were deafening roars of countless blood dragons.
A blood-colored sword ray shot out from the sword, splitting into ten, then into a hundred. In an instant, there were already a million sword rays.
As the sword qi swept across, countless hollow spaces collapsed. Layers of darkness were forcefully dispersed. Ximen Ye who was hiding in the darkness was forced out by Ning Fan's sword!
Puff!
After coughing up blood heavily, Ximen Ye retreated a hundred steps. His hair bun was cut off, his black hair dancing in the wind.
Ximen Ye was secretly surprised when he was forced to reveal himself by Ning Fan's sword, but he had already expected such a situation.
He was hiding in the night to activate the power of the second divine star. The second divine star was a bit special. It was called the Star of Seven Tones. A Deity Transformation cultivator would need some time to completely activate the power of this star.
He drew a mysterious sound diagram with both of his hands and condensed the power of the void to form a seven-stringed guqin. He held it horizontally in his arms and traces of ancient music came from his fingertips.
Wherever the music passed by, all the sword rays would collapse. At this moment, Ximen Ye stood in the sky, as if he could compete with the sun and the moon.
Without any warning, Ning Fan's heart was filled with alarm and he immediately retreated.
At the moment when he retreated, Ximen Ye chanted the first sound.
"The first sound of the Seven Tones, the sound of the five elements!"
He increased the speed of his plucking. The devil sound was as scorching as fire. Wherever the devil sound passed by, it turned into a sea of black flames. Ice fell from the sky, sand rose from the ground, lightning flashed in the sky and a misty wind swept across.
"Mortal Void Technique!"
Ning Fan's eyes turned cold. This Devil Sound Controlling Five Elements Technique was obviously a Mortal Void Realm killing technique. Once he is attacked, it would be the same as being hit by a Mortal Void Realm attack.
Sound waves carried an unstoppable destructive force and attacked him. The sound waves were formless and intangible. How could he possibly defend against them?
Tens of thousands of rays of black light fell from the top of Ximen Ye's head. At this moment, he looked solemn and dignified. It was impossible to tell that the sound he was playing was filled with endless killing intent.
Under the engulfment of the devil sound, the earth soul that Ning Fan extracted from the ground suddenly collapsed. His Soul Extraction Technique failed once again and his aura force fell back to the Peak Divine Transformation Realm.
* Clang *
As Ximen Ye's plucking intensified, the sound waves turned into tangible waves and swept across the five elements!
The first sound of the Seven Tones, the five elements could be used as sound. When the devil sound is released, it could break all the five elements in the world!
In order to defend against this sound, none of the five elements techniques could be used. He could only use techniques that were not related to the five elements.
Ning Fan's white robes were like the moon. His cold eyes were as vast as the stars.
He did not know many magic techniques that were not related to the five elements. However, there was one that could break the Five Elements Devil Sound at this moment.
Break through the five elements and evolve the five tombs!
"The wind is the wood dragon, the earth is the earth dragon, the lightning is the gold dragon, the flame is the fire dragon and the ice is the water dragon."
"When the five dragons die, the black dragon is born! When the five elements die, the five tombs are born! "
Ning Fan's fingers moved rapidly, forming mysterious hand seals and activating the Fu Li Demon Blood to support the use of this technique.
Each time he chanted a word, a tombstone that was one thousand zhang * (3.33m per zhang) above his head would appear with the shadow of a dragon.
The five tombstones represented the five elements and coincided with the heavenly secrets of life and death. When they appeared in the five tombs, Ximen Ye was shocked. The first string of his seven-stringed zither … broke!
The Five Elemental Demonic Sounds shattered at the same time!
"Five Tombs Dragon Technique! This is the lost ancestral blood demonic technique of the Black Dragon Clan. How can you use it?! "
Looking at the five tombstones that were descending from above his head, Ximen Ye's expression changed. He plucked the second string of the zither.
"The second sound of the seven sounds, the sound of the four beasts!"
The sound of the four beasts specialized in breaking the four bloodlines of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise!
* Clang *
The sound waves were filled with the sound of killing. They turned into dragon-shaped runes and pressed down on the five tombstones.
The tremendous force of the five tombstones smashing down was extremely strong. It broke through the countless sound waves just by falling down.
However, each time the sound waves touched the runes, the black dragon above the five tombstones would become a little more illusory. In just a few breaths, the black dragon on the first tombstone collapsed. The first tombstone was shattered!
"The third sound of the seven sounds, the sound of mountain uprooting!"
* Clang *
As soon as this sound appeared, the devil sound carried a raging aura force that could push mountains and fill seas, directly leveling the remaining four tombstones to the ground!
"The fourth sound of the seven sounds, the sound of ten thousand swords!"
* Clang *
As soon as this sound appeared, the devil sound turned into millions of sword light, drowning Ning Fan in the sea of swords.
Ximen Ye's devil sound was unpredictable and difficult to defend against. Each sound could break a unique technique.
Seeing Ning Fan being drowned in the sea of swords, Ximen Ye snorted coldly and said disdainfully.
"You can only withstand four of my devil sounds, huh? It seems like you're already dead before I need to use the remaining three."
"Noisy!"
In the sea of swords, Ning Fan sneered and pressed his finger.
He admitted that Ximen Ye's seven sounds technique was unique. However, it seemed to be too early for Ximen Ye to kill him with this.
If someone could see through the millions of sword light, they would see a strange scene.
As the devil sound moved, the millions of sound swords gathered into nine sword rivers. Ning Fan stood calmly on the sword rivers. Sword light kept flying past his skin but strangely, none of them dared to kill him.
Even though the devil sound technique was strong, it did not contain any sword intent.
Ning Fan's sword intent was the Grand Completion Immortal Trapping Sword Intent. He was the lord of all swords. With this sword intent protecting him, how would any ordinary sword qi dare to harm him?!
When he gently lifted his finger, it seemed to carry an unimaginable power that was enough to destroy everything in its path.
As soon as he pointed his finger, the heavenly dwelling space suddenly collapsed and the ground cracked. The vast sky shattered.
"Heaven Breaking Sword Finger. First Collapse. Second Collapse!"
In the midst of the two collapses, an extremely dazzling sword light shot out from his finger. It turned into millions of sword light and was pulled into millions of sword threads by Ning Fan.
The sword threads danced in the air and the sound swords collapsed one after another. When the millions of sword threads touched his body, Ximen Ye's cold eyes changed greatly. His body immediately flashed with the color of the night.
Without saying a word, he left the iron zither behind and left!
At the next moment, millions of sword threads pierced him. It was like purgatory, shattering heaven and earth.
Under the attack of the sword threads, the iron zither that was condensed from the power of the void was instantly shattered. Ximen Ye's physical body was minced into a mist of blood and disappeared without a trace.
Ten breaths later, the sword threads dispersed. Ximen Ye took a step out from the ruins. Black light enveloped him and his physical body reformed. It was actually the Incarnation of Immortality Technique!
However, it seemed that even though Ximen Ye used his incarnation to block the sword fingers, he was still severely injured. His eyes were filled with astonishment for the first time.
"Sword Finger! You actually obtained the inheritance of the Sword Ancestor's Sword Finger! "
Ximen Ye had never expected that the Seven Sounds Technique that he used to be invincible among his peers was actually broken by Ning Fan with just a finger.
What was more unexpected was that Ning Fan possessed so many secret techniques that they were not any weaker than him who was a heaven's pride of an aristocratic family.
"Ximen Ye, fight me!"
Ning Fan kept his swords. Even though his entire body was bathed in blood, his silver robes were not torn.
On the other hand, even though Ximen Ye did not suffer any external injuries with the help of his incarnation, his robes were torn and tattered.
Ximen Ye used his incarnation and it was the Incarnation of Night. Ning Fan also took a step forward. Black qi billowed around his body, making him look like a thick and indifferent ink. His figure became even more ethereal.
When Ximen Ye saw this scene, the greatest pride in his heart was shattered!
Ximen Ye's greatest pride was that he had comprehended the Incarnation Technique when he was at the Void Refinement Realm and created the Incarnation of Night.
However, Ning Fan was able to use the Incarnation Technique when he was at the Divine Transformation Realm. This immediately made Ximen Ye's pride seem worthless.
"Ximen Ye, fight me!"
Ning Fan was tired of being showy. He took a step forward and turned into black smoke. With a flash, he appeared in front of Ximen Ye and threw out a punch.
Ximen Ye was truly enraged. His cultivation level was obviously higher than Ning Fan's but he was being suppressed by Ning Fan in every aspect. He did not like this kind of feeling!
"Zhou Ming! You are definitely not my opponent! "
* Boom *
They gave up on all the showy moves and only used their fists to collide.
Both of them were Jade Life Body Cultivators. Each of their punches and kicks carried the strength that could collapse mountains and crack the earth.
While attacking and defending, Ximen Ye evolved the power of the void and turned it into a huge black sword. It cut through the vault of heaven and suppressed Ning Fan with force.
While advancing and retreating, Ning Fan's body was surrounded by a purplish-golden sandstorm. Wherever the sandstorm swept past, the huge void sword was suddenly eroded. Even Ximen Ye was severely injured.
Both of them summoned their incarnations. During their attacks, they used their incarnations to offset most of the damage. However, it was inevitable that some injuries would be left behind.
This kind of hand-to-hand combat lasted for a whole day. In the first few hours, Ning Fan's body technique was inferior to Ximen Ye's. He attacked less and defended more.
In the next few hours, Ximen Ye's injuries worsened and his strength weakened. On the other hand, Ning Fan seemed to have endless energy. The more he fought, the fiercer he became.
In the last few hours, Ximen Ye was almost exhausted but Ning Fan was still full of energy. Each of his punches had the strength to collapse a mountain!
Ximen Ye finally realized why Ning Fan could become stronger as the battle went on.
It was because of Ning Fan's incarnation. He had already reached the level of self-recovery while Ximen Ye's incarnation was still in the initial stage.
At this moment, Ning Fan's body was bathed in blood. It was as if he did not know pain and only knew how to kill. He was like a crazed devil that could destroy the world.
Every step of his body was broken and then reformed. Every step of his body was broken and then reformed.
Between the shattering and solidifying, there was an imposing aura of 'I would rather die in glory than live in dishonor'. Moreover, as he continued to attack, his body refinement realm that was on the verge of breaking through was as smooth as water flowing into a canal. He had almost completely broken through the bottleneck of the fourth level!
Even though he had yet to break through the bottleneck of the Jade Life Realm, there was already a gap in the bottleneck. Currently, Ning Fan's physical body was already infinitely close to the Fourth Level of the Jade Life Realm! From the peak of the Third Layer to the Fourth Layer of the Jade Life Realm, all he needed to do was to have a bloody battle with Ximen Ye in the sky and go into closed-door cultivation. After that, he would be able to find an opportunity to break through!
Boom!
Ning Fan's punches became fiercer and fiercer. Ximen Ye shockingly discovered that his strength was already at a disadvantage.
It was not only because his strength had been greatly reduced and Ning Fan's incarnation had healed itself but also because Ning Fan had broken through the bottleneck of his body refinement realm during the battle with him!
Seeing that Ning Fan's fist force was getting stronger and stronger, Ximen Ye's eyes turned gloomy. He could not help but admit that he had lost more than once in this tug of war where he risked his physical body!
For the first time, he was deep in thought.
If Ning Fan breaks through to the Void Refinement Realm, how strong would he be?!
If Ning Fan breaks through to the First Heavenly Layer of the Void Fragmentation Realm, would his true body be a match for him?
I don't know!
For the first time in his life, Ximen Ye who had always been conceited felt that he did not have the confidence to win against Ning Fan!
* Boom *
Just as he was distracted, Ning Fan's fist came flying towards him and landed on his chest.
The strength of this punch gave Ximen Ye an illusion. It was as if he was hit by a ten thousand zhang * (3.33m per zhang) tall mountain. He was in so much pain that he wished he was dead.
At this moment, all 24 of his ribs were shattered.
At this moment, Ning Fan's incarnation that was surrounded by the darkness of the night was forced to reveal its true form.
"Not good!"
Ximen Ye spurted out a mouthful of blood. He knew that the moment he was distracted, he had already shown signs of losing.
However, he could not blame anyone else for this. He could only blame himself for not having a firm determination and being distracted!
* Boom * * Boom * * Boom *
The heavy fist light landed on Ximen Ye's chest. Even his broken bones and internal organs were crushed. Even though Ximen Ye's physical body was at the Peak of the Jade Life Realm, his flesh and blood festered from the impact.
All of his muscles and bones felt like they had fallen apart. He could no longer move at all.
At this moment, Ning Fan stomped on Ximen Ye in an extremely arrogant manner, sending him flying from the sky to the ground.
His body turned into a thunderbolt that struck down from the sky. Suddenly, he stomped on Ximen Ye's chest and abdomen. That stomp completely penetrated the defense on his chest!
* Boom *
Under that stomp, the fragmented space of the heavenly dwelling shattered with a loud bang. In the southern tower, two figures in blood-stained robes fell out of the space.
Among them, Ximen Ye was already in a miserable state. He fell to the ground with all kinds of injuries. His eyes were filled with unwillingness.
As for Ning Fan, he stomped on Ximen Ye's dantian with his cloud-like boots that were stained with minced flesh. As long as he exerted his strength, Ximen Ye's clone would definitely die!
* Hiss *
All the Divine Transformation Realm cultivators in the southern tower were in disbelief. Their eyes were unblinking and they were completely stunned.
Initially, they thought that with Ximen Ye's strength, it would only take him a moment to eliminate Ning Fan. However, after waiting for a whole day, the outcome of the battle was finally decided. It was obvious that both of them were evenly matched and had experienced a tough battle.
The cultivators of the Ximen Clan were already unable to accept the bitter battle.
What was even more unacceptable was that the dignified 'Western Emperor' Ximen Ye was actually beaten like a dead dog by Ning Fan and stepped on with extreme humiliation.
At this moment, Ning Fan's eyes were blood-red. His eyes were already bloodshot and he did not conceal his baleful qi at all. Just a glance from him was like a peerless ferocious beast, causing the Divine Transformation Realm cultivators of the Ximen Clan to retreat with their teeth chattering.
What kind of aura was that?! This aura even carried the prestige of defeating Ximen Ye!
"Don't you dare hurt my lord!"
"How dare you! How dare you hurt the young master of my Western Emperor? If you ascend to the Northern Heaven, you will certainly be hunted down by my Ximen Clan! "
The cultivators of the Ximen Clan gradually regained their senses and began to threaten Ning Fan with words, trying to save Ximen Ye.
However, none of them dared to step forward and fight Ning Fan. At this moment, Ning Fan was just too terrifying!
"S-Shut up! Get lost! All of you, get lost! "
Ximen Ye who was being stepped on by Ning Fan kept coughing out blood. He could not accept the fact that he had suffered a crushing defeat. What was more, he could not accept the fact that his subordinates, whom he despised, saved his clone's life by threatening him in the most inferior manner.
In the past, it was only him who stepped on others. When had he ever been stepped on like this?!
He was unwilling but he was not willing to rely on the Ximen Clan to suppress Ning Fan!
He wanted to wait until Ning Fan truly attained the Void Fragmentation Realm before fighting him to avenge himself. Otherwise, he would never be able to wash away this humiliation!
"Ximen Ye, you've lost." Ning Fan's indifferent tone made Ximen Ye unable to refute.
Ning Fan could have trampled Ximen Ye to death with a single stomp. However, Ximen Ye did not use any Void Fragmentation Realm abilities to bully Ning Fan from the beginning to the end. He only used his Half-Step Void Refinement Realm strength. Because of this, Ning Fan did not destroy his clone.
"Why didn't you kill me? Why?! The loser deserves to die! "
Ximen Ye felt even more humiliated than being killed when he saw that Ning Fan did not kill him.
With the last bit of his strength, he forcefully raised his palm and slammed it on the top of his head!
Just like that, his clone collapsed. However, he would rather die than be humiliated.
"Zhou Ming! I only hate you for humiliating me today. I won't hurt the innocent. I, Ximen Ye, will do what I say. Bei Xiaoman, it's yours now! However, if you touch my subordinates, I will definitely take revenge and make you regret it. Believe me, I can do it! "
"Humph!"
Ning Fan harrumphed coldly. Before Ximen Ye 'died', he still wanted to disgust Ning Fan and threaten him. He was really despicable.
He did not have the intention to kill the cultivators of the Ximen Clan in the first place. If all of them were to die in the Rain World, it would be a huge matter.
Moreover, this battle was a grudge between Ximen Ye and Ning Fan. It had nothing to do with these Divine Transformation Realm cultivators.
"Get lost!"
Ning Fan shouted coldly. The 48 Divine Transformation Realm cultivators of the Ximen Clan were terrified. They hurriedly retreated back to the Northern Heaven.
In an instant, only Ning Fan, Bei Xiaoman, Lu and Shi were left in the main hall.
"I'm not dreaming, right? Fellow Daoist Zhou actually defeated the clone of Emperor Ximen. Doesn't this mean that Fellow Daoist Zhou has the strength to fight against a Void Refinement Realm expert after risking his life?! Tsk tsk. If this matter is spread out, I'm afraid the Endless Sea will be shaken. "Lu Qing sighed.
"I hope that this matter will not be spread out …" Ning Fan shook his head. The grudge this time involved Bei Xiaoman's marriage, the Lost World Palace and the Ximen Clan. If this matter is spread out, it would certainly damage the reputation of the Ximen Clan.
Perhaps Ximen Ye could endure the fact that an ant from the lower world stole his marriage, but the Ximen Clan might not be able to.
The current Ning Fan could not bear the anger of the Ximen Clan … He was really too weak. He did not feel proud of defeating Ximen Ye at all. All he could do was to smile bitterly.
What he defeated was just Ximen Ye's clone. If Ximen Ye's true body were to come here, Ning Fan would not even have the chance to fight back with his Void Fragmentation Realm strength.
"The gap between me and a true heaven's pride is too huge … Unless I break through to the Void Fragmentation Realm, otherwise …"
Ning Fan shook his head. From today onwards, he would no longer boast about being a heaven's pride. There were too many people who were stronger than him.
"Zhou Ming, are you alright? Why are you bleeding so much?!"
"I'm fine. I just feel a little dizzy. Maybe I've lost too much blood …"
Ning Fan looked at Bei Xiaoman whose tears had yet to dry. Suddenly, his heart softened and he could no longer smile.
To think that Bei Xiaoman would actually cry for him. It was just too unbelievable.
* Pa *
Ning Fan's mind went blank and he really fainted. The direction where he fainted was towards Bei Xiaoman.
Before he fainted, he only had two thoughts. Firstly, Ximen Ye was a strong opponent …
Secondly, the place where he fainted was really soft, although it was not plump …
Bei Xiaoman was at a loss of what to do. When she saw Ning Fan fainting, her face turned pale.
However, when Ning Fan fell into her arms, she felt that he was still breathing.
It was just that he fainted because he had lost too much blood and was too tired …
"Damn it! Stinky Zhou Ming! Why did you scare me when you're not dead yet? You're despicable! "
"Move your dirty face away. Lean on me. I, I …"
Bei Xiaoman's face turned red with anger. Ning Fan really knows how to faint. He purposely chose to faint on my chest. Was he doing it on purpose? Was he doing it on purpose?
Unfortunately, Ning Fan's injuries were not light. Bei Xiaoman did not dare to be irresponsible and leave him on the ground. She could only let him bury his face in her chest and greedily suck the fragrance from her chest.
"My lady, Venerated Ming's injuries are too severe. In my opinion, he must be treated immediately …" Shi Bing advised. He had a good relationship with Ning Fan. If it wasn't for Ning Fan, Bei Xiaoman would certainly be captured and brought back to the Northern Heaven.
Of course, he did not want to see anything happen to Ning Fan.
"Mm, I know. I'll treat him. I still have some things that I haven't finished using …"
Bei Xiaoman gritted her teeth. In fact, she had not completely severed her scarlet dragon. She had only severed half of it. She had also only used half of the black crystal that her mother gave her.
The remaining half was, of course, precious. However, compared to treating Ning Fan's injuries, severing the scarlet dragon was nothing.
"Forget it. I'll think of a way in the future. Let Stinky Zhou Ming live first! Humph! He's my human cauldron. If he dies just like this, it'll be a loss for me! "
Bei Xiaoman carried Ning Fan with her petite body and walked towards the top of the southern tower.
That place was her room.
…
Northern Heaven, Ximen Clan.
In the stone chamber, Ximen Ye was comprehending the next bottleneck. Outside the chamber, many cultivators were waiting respectfully.
Among the cultivators who were waiting, there was even the clan leader of the Ximen Clan, Ximen Feng!
He was a True Immortal Realm old monster and also Ximen Ye's father.
Looking at the stone chamber, Ximen Ye's eyes were filled with relief. He had nine sons and Ximen Ye was undoubtedly the most outstanding one among them. He even became one of the four sons of the Northern Heaven and was known as the Western Emperor.
It was not hard to imagine that Ximen Ye would certainly become the next clan leader of the Ximen Clan after tens of thousands of years.
"Hehe. Like father, like son. Young Master Ye is only two thousand years old and he has already broken through to the Void Fragmentation Realm. He's one of the few outstanding talents in the entire Northern Heaven."
"You flatter me." Ximen Feng nodded his head proudly. He was very satisfied with the flattery from the crowd.
"I heard that Young Master Ye went to the lower world to capture the Lost World Palace's Fourth Mistress. Did something happen to him?"
"What could happen to Ye Er when he descended to the Rain World?" Ximen Feng was displeased.
"No, no, no. Clan leader, you misunderstood me. I'm just afraid that Young Master is too strong and killed too many people. It could only be someone else. How could it be Young Master …"
"Haha! Well said. It could only be someone else. How could it be Ye Er? It doesn't matter how many people of the Rain World die. They are just ants in the lower world. If Ye Er is happy, he can kill them as he pleases. "Ximen Feng said disapprovingly.
* Boom *
While the crowd was talking, a loud sound suddenly came from the stone chamber. The stone door was shattered!
Among the debris and dust, Ximen Ye, who was wearing a black robe, walked out of the stone chamber. There was blood at the corner of his mouth and his eyes were cold. After taking three steps out of the stone chamber, he suddenly vomited blood and half-knelt on the ground.
This scene scared countless cultivators of the Ximen Clan.
"What happened?! Could it be that Young Master Ye failed to comprehend the bottleneck?! But it shouldn't be this serious. How could Young Master suffer such a serious injury?! "
"Shut up! Ye Er wasn't injured by others. He was injured by himself! "
Ximen Feng's eyes were cold. He clearly saw a palm mark on Ximen Ye's forehead. There was no mistake. That palm mark was the inherited supreme skill of the Ximen Clan — — Great Void Palm.
Judging from the palm mark, the palm did not directly hit his forehead. Instead, it hit his avatar, causing the main body to be injured.
With Ximen Feng's experience, how could he not know that Ximen Ye's injury was due to an accident that happened to his avatar in the lower world, forcing him to destroy his avatar with a palm strike?
He scanned the inside of the ancestral hall with his spirit sense. When he saw that none of the life plates of the cultivators who accompanied Ximen Ye to the lower world were broken, he became very curious.
Could it be that Ximen Ye fought with someone and lost? Under humiliation, he destroyed his avatar?
Unless that was the case, the 48 Divine Transformation Realm cultivators who were sent to protect Ximen Ye would not ignore Ximen Ye's injury. They would definitely fight the enemy to the death before Ximen Ye.
As the saying goes, no one knows his son better than his father. Ximen Feng had already guessed what had happened.
"Was your avatar defeated by a Void Refinement Realm cultivator?" Ximen Feng sighed secretly. If Ximen Ye's Divine Transformation Realm clone was defeated by a Void Refinement Realm cultivator, he still had a way to comfort him.
"No. He is … a Peak Divine Transformation Realm cultivator …" Ximen Ye said unwillingly. After his avatar died, all of its memories were transmitted back to him using a strange ability.
"What?! Your Half-Step Void Refinement Realm clone was defeated by a Peak Divine Transformation Realm cultivator from the lower world? How is this possible?! "Ximen Feng was secretly shocked. He was naturally well aware of his son's innate talent. Not to mention the lower world, even in the Northern Heaven, there was no Divine Transformation Realm cultivator who could destroy Ximen Ye's avatar.
However, looking at Ximen Ye's unwilling eyes, Ximen Feng knew that Ximen Ye was certainly not lying. If he was not defeated by someone whose cultivation base was lower than his, he would definitely not be so unwilling.
"Who is he? Do I need to send people to kill him …"
"No need. I want to wait for him to reach the Void Fragmentation Realm and fight him! His name is … Zhou … Ming! "
Ximen Ye clenched his teeth. His vision turned white and he fainted.
On this day, the Ximen Clan was in an uproar because of Zhou Ming!
However, Ximen Feng did not send anyone to the lower world to kill Ning Fan because of Ximen Ye's order.
He knew his son very well.
Ximen Ye was too arrogant. He must kill Ning Fan with his own hands. Otherwise, everything would be meaningless.
Countless cultivators of the Ximen Clan were discussing with each other. Naturally, they were talking about the defeat of Ximen Ye's avatar.
"First, the Rain World has produced Lu Bei. Then, there is Zhou Ming … It seems like there are quite a number of extraordinary people in the lower world."
"Even Emperor Xi was defeated. Tsk tsk tsk. This Zhou Ming is really amazing. If he is given a thousand years, I'm afraid he will really become an extraordinary person after a thousand years … "
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