"Lord Yun Fan, what should we do now?"
Cheng Jing came to Yun Fan's side and solemnly asked as she looked at the powerful pressure that was getting closer and closer.
"Don't panic. Let's see what they want to do first."
Yun Fan quietly floated in the air, his arms crossed as he quietly observed every movement in the surroundings.
Li Moqing, Ouyang Nan and the rest also surged with spiritual energy as they prepared to fight at any time.
Soon, the ten or so strong lights in the surroundings, accompanied by powerful oppressive might, descended near Yun Fan and the others, completely surrounding them.
The person in the lead was an old man. Everyone looked over and saw that he was the president of the Eastern Xuan Region's Alchemist Guild, Beigong Jian.
Beside him stood a young man with an evil smile on his face. It was his grandson, Beigong Wen.
The remaining people were all wearing purple-gold close-fitting robes. Their faces were covered by purple-gold masks that completely covered their appearances. However, their bodies were emitting intense oppressive might as well as frightening killing intent.
Cheng Jing and Li Moqing exchanged glances with each other. Soon after, they took a step forward and cupped their hands together towards Beigong Jian as they asked, "Association head Beigong, why did you not return to the Eastern Xuan Region and instead ambush and surround us?"
Beigong Jian did not speak, but Beigong Wen spoke first. "Hmph, what do I mean? There's a fellow among you who dares to act so arrogantly just because he has some talent. He even dared to reject my grandfather's invitation. Since he refuses a toast, we can only kill him! "
Ouyang Nan took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "You want to silence him just because he didn't accept your Beigong Family's invitation? Your Beigong Family is too overbearing!"
Although he did not get along with Cheng Jing, the Northern Xuan Region was on the same side against outsiders!
"Haha, so what if we're overbearing?"
Beigong Wen proudly smiled. Soon after, his gaze shifted as he looked at Xiang Yunfan and said, "It is your honor that our Beigong Clan has taken a liking to you. However, since you don't want face, don't blame us for being ruthless. After all, our Beigong Clan will definitely not allow an enemy that can threaten us to slowly grow!"
When Cheng Jing and the others heard this, they could not help but gnash their teeth in anger. This Beigong Clan's actions were truly condescending and did not put them in their eyes at all.
However, they could only endure it as much as they could because it was impossible for them to contend against them with just the few of them. Apart from Beigong Jian and Beigong Wen, the remaining twelve were definitely the legendary twelve holy guards of Beigong Jian.
With such a powerful lineup, it would only take a few minutes to destroy them.
Right now, they could only hope that President Geng Jie would notice the abnormality and lead the elites of the Northern Xuan Region's Alchemy Guild to reinforce them.
However, Yun Fan ignored all of this and looked at Beigong Jian. He pointed at Beigong Wen and said, "Is what he said your goal?"
Beigong Jian said coldly, "Yun Fan, it's good to have talent. However, whether it's talent in cultivation or alchemy, only when it is fulfilled can one be considered an expert. Before it is fulfilled, one can only be at the mercy of others.
The strong can control everything. This is the law of survival in the Eldritch World! "
Yun Fan nodded slightly and said, "In that case, what Beigong Wen said just now represents your intention?"
"That's right!"
Beigong Jian's face was indifferent. "If there's a next life, remember to learn to submit. It's not shameful."
"I, Yun Fan, can learn anything, but I can't learn to submit, especially to those who are weaker than me," Yun Fan said indifferently.
Beigong Jian's face darkened when he heard this. He shouted sternly, "Brat Yun, you're really too arrogant! How dare you speak so arrogantly when you're surrounded by the 12 Holy Guards of our Beigong Clan? You're asking for death! "
Yun Fan looked at Beigong Jian and said coldly, "I don't know if I'll die or not, but you must die today!"
"Ha … Hahaha …"
Beigong Wen was taken aback, then he laughed wildly. He himself was a late-stage Great Void Ancient Realm expert. Even if he fought Yun Fan alone, he might not be his match, let alone now that he had his grandfather, Beigong Jian, and the 12 Holy Guards by his side.
He looked at Xiang Yunfan as if he was looking at an idiot. "Brat, if I don't beat you until you're on your knees and begging for mercy today, I'll write my name backwards!"
As he spoke, he looked at Beigong Jian and said, "Grandfather, you've seen it too. This brat is stubborn and doesn't take us seriously at all. He even humiliates our Beigong Clan. Let your grandson go and destroy him!"
Beigong Jian was silent for a moment, then he nodded slightly and said, "Go, but be careful. I have a feeling that this brat is not simple."
"Don't worry, grandfather. He's just a brat who's not even 20 years old. How powerful can he be?"
Beigong Wen sneered. Even his brother, Beigong Li, had only stepped into the late-stage Great Void Ancient Realm in his early twenties. How could Yun Fan be stronger than his brother?
That was impossible!
When he thought of this, Beigong Wen did not hesitate. He stepped into the air, and spiritual energy surged around him as he charged towards Yun Fan.
Wherever it passed, ripples appeared in the void, stirring up the entire space to the point that it throbbed.
"Lord Yun Fan, be careful!"
Cheng Jing and the others hurriedly cried out when they saw Beigong Wen charging over. However, under the pressure of the 12 Holy Guards around them, they did not help because they knew that if they moved, the 12 Holy Guards around them would also attack. If that happened, the situation would be even worse.
"Brat, I'll show you the true power of my Beigong Clan's fire controlling technique today!"
As Beigong Wen sneered, the flames around him surged. The power of the Heavenly Flame was displayed vividly.
"Fire Controlling Technique, Million Flames Greeting!"
Beigong Wen roared. The Heavenly Flame, Fierce Sun True Flame, on his palm instantly shot up into the sky. Then, it split into tens of thousands of sparks that rained down like a meteor shower.
Every spark that fell could make people feel an explosive power. Tens of thousands of sparks shot out at the same time, instantly causing the entire space to boil.
This scene caused Cheng Jing and the rest to reveal frightened expressions. They had never imagined that Beigong Wen had actually grasped the Beigong Clan's ultimate technique, the Flame Control Technique, to such an extent.
Beigong Jian nodded slightly with a gratified look on his face. Clearly, he was very satisfied with Beigong Wen's performance.
However, at this moment, a cold voice faintly sounded out from Yun Fan's mouth. "Controlling fire isn't something where the greater the quantity, the stronger it is … You don't even understand the true essence of controlling fire. Do you think you're setting off fireworks?"
As he spoke, Yun Fan flicked his palm, and a thumb-sized flame shot out.
Although the flame was small, it was as dazzling as the sun.
Wherever the gorgeous flame passed, the rain of fire that fell from the sky instantly evaporated like snowflakes meeting a raging flame.
Soon after, the beautiful flame quietly entered Beigong Wen's body, causing the latter's body to instantly burn!
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