As soon as the Ghost Weep God Ruler appeared, it emitted a shrill cry that reverberated through the void.
Immediately after, waves of powerful pressure erupted from the Ghost Weep God Ruler. It swept out in all directions and caused the entire void to tremble.
As for the flame that Beigong Jian had condensed, it suddenly slowed down under the pressure that was like a storm of the century.
"This … this power?"
Beigong Jian felt the sudden pressure, and a look of panic appeared on his old face.
His eyes shifted and focused on the extremely thick and large black heavy ruler in Yun Fan's hand. He could sense that this frightening pressure that had suddenly appeared originated from this heavy ruler!
"This heavy ruler … could it be …"
Beigong Jian's old eyes flashed with disbelief. He had never imagined that Yun Fan would possess such a powerful weapon!
Under the pressure of this heavy ruler, the flame seedling that he had unleashed was slowly pulled back due to the enormous force. It was simply unable to approach Yun Fan even a little.
Beigong Jian was not the only one who was shocked. Even the people around Yun Fan were shocked.
Cheng Jing was slightly better off. She had stayed in the Primal Chaos Continent for at least a year. She had more or less heard about Yun Fan's feats from her alchemists. Thus, she had a certain understanding of Yun Fan, the legendary peerless genius.
Ouyang Nan was completely stunned. He had never imagined that not only was Yun Fan talented in alchemy, but his combat strength was also so powerful.
When he thought about how he had dared to challenge Yun Fan one-on-one, he felt cold sweat running down his back.
Fortunately, Yun Fan did not stoop to his level. Otherwise, even if he had ten lives, he would not be able to survive Yun Fan's heavy ruler!
As a comparison, Li Moqing's heart was surging with waves. Yun Fan was a youth who was much younger than him. However, the various aspects that Yun Fan had displayed were enough to crush him, an alchemy genius whose name was known throughout the entire Northern Xuan Region.
In front of Yun Fan, he was not worthy of the word 'genius'.
Beigong Wen, who was standing behind Beigong Jian, looked at Xiang Yunfan in shock. After a long while, he finally said, "Grandfather, that heavy ruler … seems to be a holy item?"
Beigong Jian nodded slightly and said with a solemn expression, "It is indeed a Sacred Artifact!"
Beigong Wen exclaimed, "How could this brat have a sacred artifact? How is this possible?"
Even in the entire Beigong Clan, there were only a few Sacred Artifacts. Moreover, they were all in the hands of the core upper echelons.
Even his grandfather, Beigong Jian, didn't have a Sacred Item!
Among all the younger generation, only his elder brother, the genius who was hailed as the hope of the entire Beigong Clan, had been bestowed with a sacred item by his grandfather!
He looked at Yun Fan with eyes that were filled with intense jealousy. If this sacred object was in his hands, what kind of scene would it be?
Perhaps … he would also have the opportunity to compete with his elder brother for the title of the number one genius of the clan!
When he thought of this, the greed in Beigong Wen's eyes became even more intense.
At the same time, Beigong Jian was still controlling the flames to resist the majestic pressure of the Ghost Weep God Ruler in Yun Fan's hand.
Beigong Jian's eyes were the same as Beigong Wen's. They were also staring at the sacred item in Yun Fan's hand.
Who wouldn't want a sacred item?
"Twelve Holy Guards, listen to my order. Move out together and kill this brat quickly!"
Beigong Jian roared as he gave the order to the twelve Holy Guards.
"Yes!"
The twelve golden-robed martial artists around him roared in unison. Their voices shook the heavens, and the aura around them surged again.
"Today, this old man wants to experience just how frightening this legendary sacred object is!"
Beigong Jian roared as he formed a complicated seal with his hands. In an instant, the flame exploded. In the blink of an eye, it expanded into a huge fireball, causing the sky to lose its color.
However, the fireball was only a smoke bomb released by Beigong Jian. The moment the fireball exploded, Beigong Jian took a step forward, and a walking stick made of unknown wood appeared in his hand. There were seven dazzling stars on the top of the walking stick.
"Seven Star Staff, Falling Star!"
Beigong Jian roared as he threw the Seven Star Staff in his hand. Then, the Seven Star Staff flew into the sky.
After a few breaths, a huge star fell from the sky and smashed toward Yun Fan.
The huge impact caused the entire sky to explode.
Faced with the impact of such a huge star, Cheng Jing and the others were so frightened that they immediately fled. They did not dare to stay in the same place for long. Even if they gathered all their strength, they would not be able to stop the impact of such a powerful star.
When the star smashed down, it would be the moment of their death!
However, Yun Fan did not show any signs of running away. Instead, he waved the Ghost Weep God Ruler in his hand and slashed out. A huge black light suddenly erupted from the ruler and slashed toward the star!
In an instant, the star was split in half by the black light and collapsed.
Seeing this scene, everyone was amazed. Even the twelve Holy Guards who were rushing toward Yun Fan paused for a moment. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.
The Seven Star Staff's battle skill, Falling Star, was actually unable to cause any harm to Yun Fan.
Then, the Seven Star Staff fell from the sky and returned to Beigong Jian's hand. One of the stars had dimmed and lost its luster.
Beigong Jian's eyes narrowed. He did not expect that Yun Fan would not be harmed in a head-on collision. Instead, his Seven Star Staff had lost a star.
However, it was precisely because of this that Beigong Jian coveted the Ghost Weep God Ruler even more. If he could take this sacred object for himself, his strength would definitely skyrocket. He would truly surpass the presidents of the other three regions' Alchemy Guilds.
Thinking of this, Beigong Jian yelled at the twelve Holy Guards, "Attack! If you dare to take half a step back, you will be punished according to the clan rules! "
The twelve Holy Guards looked at each other and gritted their teeth. They formed a large formation and rushed toward Yun Fan again.
However, before everyone could descend in front of Yun Fan, they suddenly discovered that Yun Fan's figure had completely disappeared from his original spot. He did not leave behind any afterimages or traces.
"Over there!"
After a few breaths, one of the twelve Holy Guards pointed behind Beigong Jian. Beigong Jian narrowed his eyes and looked back. He realized that Yun Fan was hovering above his grandson, Beigong Wen.
Then, Yun Fan's ruler fell, and together with the defensive boundary, it exploded!
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