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Chapter 1909

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If the Prehistoric Inflammation was at its peak, even a Realm Lord of a small realm like Kun Xu would have to avoid it.

When it grew to a certain level, even powerful existences like the Three Divine Kings wouldn't be able to contend against it.

It had to be said that Su Fang didn't fuse the Prehistoric Inflammation into a part of himself and raised it as a subordinate. It was an extremely wise decision.

Seeing the greed and killing intent in the eyes of Xia Qijun, Fan Xu, Ye Yangkong, Jiang Baozhen, and the others, Su Fang smiled coldly and extended his right hand.

Whoosh!

A ball of flame appeared in the center of his palm.

The flame was scarlet red, but the center of the flame was earthy yellow. It emitted an ancient and vast flame aura.

The fire element spirit energy in the Sui You Cave and the lava below were attracted by the aura of the Prehistoric Inflammation and instantly became active.

The bottom of the Sui You Cave was like a volcano that was about to erupt, and Su Fang, who controlled the Prehistoric Inflammation, was the supreme ruler that controlled everything.

Under the aura of the Prehistoric Inflammation, even Heavenly Deities were like ants. Everyone's eyes instantly changed as they revealed an expression of fear. The greed in their eyes instantly disappeared.

"That's right, this young master's fortune is boundless. I obtained a small portion of the Prehistoric Inflammation. If you want to steal this young master's fortune, why don't you come and try? "Su Fang's eyes filled with disdain swept across Xia Qijun, Fan Xu, and the others.

Then, he coldly laughed domineeringly: "Do you guys dare?"

The fact that he possessed the Prehistoric Inflammation would be exposed sooner or later. Rather than that, he might as well show it in advance to intimidate those rascals.

Furthermore, Su Fang had another motive for exposing the Prehistoric Inflammation.

Right now, he could only appear with Mo Fenghua's appearance and identity. His true strength couldn't be exposed. The Kamiko Hoshino Tournament was just around the corner. With his current cultivation, it was almost impossible for him to make a name for himself in the Kamiko Hoshino Tournament.

After exposing the Prehistoric Inflammation, one would be able to use fire god art publicly. With the Prehistoric Inflammation as a cover, the Nine Yang Divine Fire and Illusory Fire Cloud no longer needed to be hidden. This way, being able to defeat Heavenly God powerhouses while still in the True God Realm would not attract attention.

Su Fang's domineering voice reverberated throughout the Sui You Cave, shocking everyone present.

"A lowly ant dares to be so arrogant? This young master wants to seize your good fortune and trample an ant like you under my feet! "

Fan Chong let out a furious roar. Thunder rumbled around him. Thunder and fire flashed, and his figure flashed out like a bolt of lightning.

"Previously, you harmed my life, and now you're vainly trying to seize my fortune. Fan Chong, you deserve to die!"

As soon as Su Fang's voice, which was filled with murderous intent, fell, a terrifying flaming aura exploded from his body.

When the Kun Xu Divine Sect disciples looked from behind, they suddenly had the illusion that Su Fang was like a dormant volcano that had suddenly erupted.

Boom!

The flaming aura enveloped Fan Chong, Xia Qijun, Fan Xu, and the rest.

Different from other flames, Su Fang's flaming aura was filled with a primitive aura and the aura of the Grand Dao of Fire. It was incomparably domineering. Within the range of the flaming aura, everything in the world would be burned into flames.

Including Xia Qijun, Fan Xu, Ye Yangkong, Jiang Baozhen, and the rest of the geniuses felt their flesh, life force, Divine Essence, and even Primordial Spirit being ignited by the flaming aura. They were about to turn into flames.

What shocked them the most was that once they were ignited into flames, they would become flame puppets controlled by the Prehistoric Inflammation.

The power of the Prehistoric Inflammation was actually this terrifying!

Xia Qijun and the rest were only affected by the flaming aura. Fan Chong was the first to bear the brunt. Within the flaming aura of the Prehistoric Inflammation, flames spewed out of his seven orifices, and his skin started to burn rapidly.

"Fan Chong, you owe this Young Lord. Pay back everything you owe this Young Lord!"

Su Fang was like a Fire God from the primitive era as he punched out with a domineering fist.

Boom!

Su Fang's fist landed on Fan Chong's chest. With a loud boom, Fan Chong's body was set ablaze from the inside out. He was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into a rock a hundred zhang away.

The rock at the bottom of the Sui You Cave had been burned by the earth fire for many years. It was even harder than the material used to forge divine weapons. Fan Chong was now embedded in the rock by Su Fang's punch, and his bones were crushed into powder.

Fan Chong had said that he would break Su Fang's bones inch by inch, but now his bones were even more thoroughly crushed than he had said.

The power of the Prehistoric Inflammation seeped into Fan Chong's divine body, causing him to burn and turn into a pile of ashes amidst his miserable screams.

A powerful Sanskrit genius had been turned into ashes by Su Fang's domineering and domineering attack.

Fan Xu let out a thunderous roar, "Mo Fenghua, you killed a Sanskrit disciple in front of everyone. How arrogant and despotic. Just wait for the heavenly punishment of the Sanskrit!"

"Fan Chong almost killed me, and just now, he tried in vain to rob me of my fortune. This is something that is obvious to all. Young Master Fan Xu, should I hand over the Prehistoric Inflammation with both hands, then chop off my own head and give it to Fan Chong? Only then will I not be arrogant and despotic? "

Su Fang's mocking and ridiculing caused the Kun Xu Divine Sect disciples behind him to burst into laughter. All sorts of taunts and curses were heard.

"Fan Xu!"

Su Fang's voice suddenly turned cold. Stepping on flames, he walked step by step towards Fan Xu.

Fan Xu's cultivation was the same as Fan Chong's. Although he was much stronger than Fan Chong, his Natal Divine Artifact had been forcefully stolen by Su Fang, causing him to suffer heavy injuries. Although he had recovered with the help of Sanskrit's pills, his strength was still severely damaged.

Su Fang had just killed Fan Chong with a single punch. In front of the terrifying might of the Prehistoric Inflammation, Fan Chong was like a weak chicken that couldn't even withstand a single blow. This caused Fan Xu's heart to be greatly impacted, causing him to fear Su Fang and his Dao Heart to become unstable.

At this moment, Su Fang's killing intent was fully revealed as he walked towards him, causing him to feel an unprecedented fear. He subconsciously retreated backwards and trembled as he shouted, "Mo Fenghua, you killed Fan Chong. Don't tell me you still dare to attack this young master … You and I have a blood oath. If you kill me now, you will be violating the agreement and will receive a backlash from the blood oath …"

Looking at the terrified Fan Xu, Su Fang sneered disdainfully, "Young Master Fan Xu also knows fear? Don't worry, this young master won't kill you now. I just want to tell you that I'll let you live for another two thousand years. At that time, I'll repay you tenfold how you treated me, Mo Fenghua. I want you to kneel and lick my feet in front of everyone! "

Fan Xu's face was pale as if he had been greatly humiliated.

The scene of him violently beating up Mo Fenghua and making him lick his shoes flashed through Fan Xu's mind.

Only a few years had passed, and this scene had actually reversed. How could Fan Xu accept this?

Xia Yunji's pretty face was also as pale as paper at this moment. There was a rumble in her head. How was the Mo Fenghua in front of her the same trash as before?

Su Fang no longer paid any attention to Fan Xu and looked at Xia Qijun. The latter coldly shouted, "Mo Fenghua, what do you want to do to this young master?"

Su Fang smiled indifferently and flew away.

That disdainful and dismissive gaze made Xia Qijun feel humiliated. It was hard to suppress the humiliation from the bottom of his heart.

In the past, Mo Fenghua was just a pile of dog shit and mud in his eyes. He would find it smelly even if he stepped on it. But now, he was actually ignored by Mo Fenghua. This was even worse than slapping Xia Qijun a few times.

"Mo Fenghua!" Ye Yangkong suddenly called out.

Su Fang turned around and said, "Young Master Ye Yangkong, do you have any advice for me?"

Ye Yangkong asked coldly, "You killed Ye Yang, didn't you?"

Su Fang smiled noncommittally.

Ye Yangkong said, "This young master will remember this grudge. With your current strength, you are qualified to participate in the Star Billow God Realm's God Child Competition. When the time comes, this young master will definitely take revenge. "

"I'll be waiting."

After Su Fang finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

At this time, Jiang Baozhen suddenly flew out. "Young Master Mo Fenghua, please wait!"

"Could it be that Young Master Jiang wants to challenge me too?" Su Fang's cold gaze swept across Jiang Baozhen.

Jiang Baozhen couldn't help but tremble. He said with a smile, "This young master and Young Master Mo Fenghua are old friends at first sight. Besides, compared to Young Master, this young master is just a weakling. Why would I overestimate myself and challenge you?"

As he said that, Jiang Baozhen took out a divine jade treasure. It wasn't a normal divine jade treasure, but a purple jade. It contained a natural heavenly scar and was carefully carved into the shape of a copper coin.

Jiang Baozhen released a bloody light that enveloped the divine jade treasure and slowly flew toward Su Fang. "This is my Tong Bao Trading Company's Purple Scar Divine Jade. Only Tong Bao Trading Company's honored guests are qualified to possess it. This young master admires Young Master Mo Fenghua very much, so I will give this Purple Scar Divine Jade to Young Master as a meeting gift. "

"Thank you very much."

Su Fang waved his hand and absorbed the Purple Scar Divine Jade into his body.

Jiang Baozhen's scheming and methods were incomparably ruthless. Su Fang naturally wouldn't believe his nonsense of being old friends at first sight.

However, with this Purple Scar Divine Jade, it would be much more convenient for him to do things in Tong Bao Trading Company.

Furthermore, Su Fang still had to think of a way to kill Ancestor Grandstar. Ancestor Grandstar was Jiang Baozhen's follower, so there was no need for Su Fang to shed all pretense of cordiality with Jiang Baozhen.

Su Fang returned to Kun Xu's Divine Sect's disciples.

Gazes filled with gratitude and reverence were focused on Su Fang.

Su Fang's "sacrificing himself to save others" would at most make people feel grateful. After a few days, they would forget about it.

However, the powerful strength that Su Fang had displayed, as well as his overbearing and ruthless methods, had caused everyone to revere him. Those special disciples who were usually high and mighty were all thinking of ways to curry favor with and compliment Su Fang.

This was the benefit of strength.

Su Fang was just about to ask Kun Xu about the Divine Sect's upper echelon's movements when a female disciple from an unknown training hall squeezed through the crowd and arrived in front of Su Fang.

This female disciple was also a great beauty. Her face was flushed red and her eyes were filled with undisguised admiration.

She stuffed a ball of clothing into Su Fang's hands and mustered her courage. "I just took off this. I hope Young Master likes it."

After speaking, she blushed and disappeared into the crowd.

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