Ji Ren looked old, but when he moved, he was like a bolt of lightning, swift and fierce, directly pouncing over.
Ye Fan used a mysterious movement technique and turned to run. This old steward was definitely not someone he could fight against.
Ji Ren was extremely terrifying. With one step, he soared into the sky and stomped down, causing the sky to tremble. His figure was stooped, but at this moment, he was shockingly powerful. His foot enlarged to several meters long and heavily stomped down.
"Bang!"
Ye Fan was shocked and quickly dodged to the side. The foot stomped on the ground, emitting a loud sound. Large cracks spread in all directions, completely shattering the ground.
"You can't leave!"
The old butler, Ji Ren, raised his palm and slammed it down. His palm, which was as large as a millstone, slammed down with a rumbling sound.
"You ingrate …" Ye Fan clenched his teeth and changed direction, rushing out.
"Boom!"
The palm slammed into the void, causing the air to violently surge like a thunderstorm. Ye Fan was almost blown away.
One could imagine how terrifying this old steward was. His palm slapped empty air, but it still had such terrifying power.
"I'll take care of your funeral."
"You old thing, your hair is about to fall out. You should make arrangements for your funeral." Ye Fan rushed into the distance. His speed could not be said to be slow, but he found that he could not escape from this area.
There was a mysterious power circulating, causing the ground to flicker with light, obstructing his movement technique. Even though he rushed to the sky, he was still restricted by this place.
This part of the world was like a cage, sealed by someone. He could not rush out at all!
"You can't leave." Old steward Ji Ren's expression was cold. His body was stooped and he said: "I will give you a quick death. Every year, I will burn some joss paper and sprinkle some wine for you."
He used his finger as a blade and slashed downwards. A flame rushed out like a divine flame blade, shining brilliantly and enveloping the sky. The divine flame danced, incomparably scorching.
Ye Fan rushed out in a split second, dodging the Flaming Saber that was slashing down.
The scorching temperature immediately caused the area behind him to burn. In the blink of an eye, the ground was scorched. All the plants were turned into ashes. The red soil was scorched and turned into sparkling porcelain.
"Biting the hand that feeds you!" Ye Fan clenched his teeth at Ji Ren, but he hated Ji Hui even more, "You heartless old hag, don't let me escape, or I'll make you pay!"
"It's useless to say anything. You can only blame yourself for learning the secret skill recorded in the Void Ancient Scripture. Even the direct descendants of the Ji Clan don't have the chance to learn it, let alone an insignificant outsider like you."
Ji Ren stretched out his hand. His five fingers were like heavenly hooks, emitting a bluish-purple light. Thunder rumbled as he grabbed at Ye Fan's head.
Kacha!
Several bolts of purple lightning coiled around his fingers like dragons and snakes, causing the void to distort and arrive in the blink of an eye.
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. He immediately used the Great Void Technique and turned into a plume of black smoke, attacking in this space.
"Kacha!"
The purple lightning was indeed extraordinary. The first strike created a huge hole in the ground. The hole was so deep that one couldn't see the bottom.
"You really have mastered the Great Void Technique. I can't let you live!" Ji Ren's eyes were filled with coldness. Several bolts of lightning shot out from his hand at the same time.
"Dang!"
A deafening sound was heard. A bronze board appeared in Ye Fan's hand. It shook violently and absorbed all the lightning bolts. It was the bronze board of the Great Thunder Temple.
This board was half broken and couldn't exert any power. However, after many studies, Ye Fan found out that it could absorb lightning and sound waves.
"This is not going to work!" Ye Fan put away the bronze board. He felt that he was being too passive. To him, Ji Ren's cultivation was unfathomable and he couldn't fight him head-on.
The old steward Ji Ren pressed down and said indifferently, "Young man, why do you have to do this? Struggling is useless. It will only bring you pain. I want to give you a quick death. Don't make a mistake."
Although he spoke calmly, his steps were filled with killing intent. He opened his mouth and spat out a demonic cloud. It was like a tsunami in the sky, rumbling and rushing towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was shocked. This old thing was too powerful. His breath was like thunder, vast and mighty like the sea. He shot up into the sky and said, "What did you do? How did you seal this space?"
"I have a great treasure — the Great Overarching Heaven Net. It covers the entire world. You can't break it." Ji Ren's expression was indifferent.
"How did you find me?" Ye Fan asked again.
"Lady Ziyue secretly gave you the jade pendant. We already found out. You think you can get rid of us just by erasing the mark? I followed you from the beginning. However, your speed is really too fast. I only found you again today. "
"Good, good, good. I finally know your temperament. Ji Hui, you damned old hag. Ji Ren, you dog slave …"
Ji Ren attacked like a ghost and said coldly, "It's about time. You should be on your way!"
"Boom!"
The sky trembled as a black hand appeared. Dark clouds rolled around it, emitting a heart-palpitating aura. It was the Ji Clan's Void Palm.
Ji Ren was the steward in name. He was only an old slave, yet he knew this secret technique. It was obvious that his status was not ordinary.
The Void Palm was incomparably tyrannical and powerful. It was as black as ink and blotted out the sun. It heavily slammed down towards Ye Fan!
It was too late for him to dodge. This was a supreme secret technique recorded in the Void Ancient Scripture. It was extremely frightening. The black hand covered the sky and completely trapped him below.
"In your next life, join a normal family. Don't get involved in this kind of trouble …" Old Steward Ji Ren's voice was not loud. It was emotionless and cold as it echoed in the sky.
"Chi!"
Ye Fan took out the Purple Bronze Eight Trigram Mirror. It emitted a beam of light that shone down on the palm in the sky. At the same time, he took out the Heaven Gathering Umbrella.
However, the Purple Bronze Eight Trigram Mirror's light couldn't stop the Void Palm.
"Bang!"
The black palm covered the sky and heavily slammed down on the Heaven Gathering Umbrella. With a "crack", cracks appeared on the surface of the umbrella. Ye Fan's body was flung away.
Ji Ren didn't say anything else. He once again summoned the Void Palm and slammed it down on Ye Fan.
The palm was like a dark cloud, emitting a terrifying vibration. It pressed down like a mountain.
"Bang!"
The Heaven Gathering Umbrella was powerful, but it couldn't stop the Void Palm. After another heavy slap, it broke into pieces.
The Heaven Gathering Umbrella was broken!
Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of blood as he was knocked back dozens of meters. He sighed in his heart. The difference in strength was too great. Even a treasure like the Heaven Gathering Umbrella was broken. How could he fight?
"Buzz!"
The void trembled, and the huge black hand slammed down again, covering even the sun in the sky. A huge shadow covered the land below.
"Crack! Crack!"
The palm hadn't really slammed down, but the ground under Ye Fan's feet couldn't bear the pressure and quickly cracked. One could imagine how terrifying the pressure was.
Ye Fan took out the Purple Bronze Eight Trigram Mirror and quickly enlarged it. It was like a huge shield above his head.
"Clang!"
The ear-piercing sound of metal was so sharp that it made people's bodies tremble. It was as if a god was forging iron and metal was splitting the sky.
The Purple Bronze Eight Trigram Mirror also cracked. It couldn't be saved!
Ye Fan's heart ached. This was the weapon of the Jiang Family Elder. It could be considered a treasure. Although it was damaged in the Desolate Antiquity Forbidden Ground, it was still a powerful treasure. However, it couldn't stop the Void Palm.
"Clang!"
Another ear-piercing sound rang out, and the purple-copper Eight Trigrams Mirror cracked. Then, with a crash, it exploded in the sky.
Ye Fan was almost smashed into the ground. A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the sky and said, "You old fart …"
Two treasures were destroyed. Even if he took out the remaining Pristine Jade Bottle, the result would still be the same.
"Pa!"
Ji Ren stretched out his hand and sent Ye Fan flying. Although it wasn't the Void Palm, it was still extremely powerful.
If Ye Fan didn't have a treasured body, he would have been smashed into pieces. Even so, he was still sent flying for dozens of meters.
"Bang!"
The huge palm reached out again and slapped towards Ye Fan. He couldn't dodge in time and his body was almost smashed into pieces. He struggled to stand up after a long time.
Ji Ren stooped down and looked down expressionlessly. With an indifferent voice, he said, "Compared to the Ji Family, you are too insignificant. What's the point of struggling in vain? Attacking you is no different from killing a chicken or a dog. "
"You old fart, you are only a dog raised by others. Don't put on such a high and mighty attitude. Even if that damned old hag Ji Hui came, she is not worthy."
Ji Ren didn't show any anger on his face. He said calmly, "Like a speck of dust, as weak as an ant. Originally, you wouldn't have anything to do with the Ji Family. Unfortunately, your fate is not good enough. The Great Void Spell is not something people like you can touch."
Ji Ren was old and clumsy. It was as if he was looking down at an ant.
"You old slave …"
Right at this moment, Old Manager Ji Ren descended from the sky and approached him. He said, "Before I kill you, I need to understand something. I need to extract your soul."
Relying on his true battle power, Ye Fan had no chance at all. The gap between them was like the gap between heaven and earth. Plus, he didn't even know how powerful this old man was.
Ye Fan was waiting for the chance to use his last trump card!
After Ji Ren came closer, he felt that it was time to make his move.
At that moment, a small golden lake suddenly appeared between Ye Fan's eyebrows. It was like a golden sun was fixed there.
The small lake trembled. Divine splendor shone resplendently, and a dazzling beam of light rushed out, transforming into a sharp golden sword. It was as if it could hack apart the heavens!
This was a powerful soul attack. After eating the golden fruit, Ye Fan's soul energy had reached an unimaginable level. It was so condensed that it could transform into a physical form!
He had been studying this soul attack for more than a year. Gradually, it evolved into a powerful attack that specialized in attacking the opponent's mind!
"Ah …"
Ji Ren screamed. He held his head and fell to the ground.
The powerful soul attack was effective in one strike!
Before, Old Manager Ji Ren had been cold and emotionless. But now, his face was twisted as he screamed and struggled in pain.
Ye Fan's bones were shaking. His skin was translucent and his divine power surged. His golden fist smashed forward.
"Bang!"
This punch directly hit the old steward's lower jaw, and with a crisp "crack" sound, his jawbone broke.
"You old slave, aren't you high and mighty? I will send you straight to the eighteenth level of hell!"
Ji Ren was punched in the chin and sent flying into the air.
Ye Fan leaned to the side and swung his leg like a whip.
"Pow!"
Ye Fan's right leg landed heavily on Ji Ren's chest and smashed him down from the air.
Even though Ji Ren's cultivation was unfathomable, his physique was not comparable to a Saint Physique. His ribs broke and caved in.
"You old slave, didn't you see me as an ant just now?" Ye Fan kicked again. Ji Ren's shoulder was crushed and he was sent flying.
Ye Fan didn't wait for him to land. He chased after him in seven steps and stomped down heavily.
"Bang!"
He stomped on Ji Ren, causing him to fall heavily to the ground.
"What's so great about the Clan of the Ancients? Sooner or later, I will pay a visit to the Ji Clan. I will explore the Ji Clan's holy land that you think is unreachable! That damned old hag, please live longer … "
"Bang!"
Ye Fan kicked Ji Ren, who was rolling on the ground, into the air.
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