Urban Most Awesome Dad

Chapter 680

?Chapter 680: Chapter 680: You Can Die Now_1 Chapter 680: Chapter 680: You Can Die Now_1 Atop the main peak of the Cangxue Mountain Range, that dazzling and blinding radiance could be seen from afar, a spectacle of multicolored lights.

The dozen or so Magical Treasures unleashed by Zhulong, for some reason, all exploded into endless dust and ashes, vanishing without a trace.

Only three Spiritual Artifacts remained intact in their shapes, but they too emitted mournful wails as if perceiving great terror.

Their brilliance dimmed, and numerous cracks appeared on their surfaces, clearly rendered useless, as they fell towards the ground, devoid of any power.

Although all the Magical Treasures were destroyed, the myriad of lights from them had not yet dissipated before a powerful force of absorption drew them towards Xu Fan.

“Pfft!”

Struck by a severe rebound, Zhulong directly vomited a mouthful of blood.

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Having refined most of these Magical Treasures himself and bound them to his spirit, the backlash he suffered was significant.

His internal life force boiled violently, and spitting blood was an expected consequence.

Zhulong staggered unsurely as his body wavered.

If he hadn’t steadied himself in time, he likely would have plummeted to the ground.

“You…

What exactly did you do?”

After stabilizing himself, Zhulong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, fury blazing in his eyes, and with a gaze that could devour a person, he bellowed at Xu Fan, “You actually destroyed all of my Magical Treasures?”

At that moment, his heart bled, nearly suffering a ruinous loss.

But soon, panic took hold of him, and a hint of fear crept in.

Initially, he thought that agreeing to the Black Blade Organization’s request to come to the Icesnow Mountain Range and deal with a minor figure from the lower realm was a mere trifle.

Allying with the Black Blade Organization and reaping various tributes seemed to promise a lucrative deal, but he never anticipated that things would develop to this point.

At this instant, his expression fluctuated between light and dark.

The look he gave Xu Fan grew solemn and fearful by the moment.

However, he soon regained his composure.

Although the destruction of his Magical Treasures almost overwhelmed his reason with rage, upon reflection, he felt a deep terror—how did Xu Fan accomplish this?

In the blink of an eye, all his Magical Treasures were destroyed.

It was simply unimaginable.

“Having previously broken through the firmament, and now enduring the bombardment of Magical Treasures unscathed, could it be that his physical body is stronger than Spiritual Artifacts?”

No, impossible!

Zhulong didn’t believe someone from the lower realm could possess such a formidable physique.

As the light from the Magical Treasures was absorbed to depletion by Xu Fan, his figure once again became visible.

Still standing proudly in mid-air, his expression was as calm as still water, his attire as pristine as before, save for the addition of a massive and hefty Heavy Sword in his right hand, still vibrating with incessant hums, emitting strong fluctuations.

The fluctuations from the Heavy Sword were incredibly potent, surpassing even the combined energies of all the Magical Treasures released by Zhulong.

And the remnants of light left by the destroyed Magical Treasures were all absorbed by this sword.

Therefore, the grade of this Heavy Sword was likely extremely high, perhaps even surpassing the category of Spiritual Artifacts.

Otherwise, how could a single sword break through thousands of methods?

While Zhulong was still struck with shock, Xu Fan gave no further opportunity for his opponent to react, lifting the Heavy Sword and charging straight at Zhulong.

The latter’s eyes twitched violently, sensing an unprecedented threat of death surging in his heart.

Without further thought for a counter, he instinctively tried to dodge, but as his body moved, he was struck, the sharp pain eliciting a piercing scream from him.

He immediately increased the distance, looking to where the pain originated.

All he saw was spurting blood, flowing ceaselessly.

His left arm had been severed cleanly at the root, flying some distance before falling towards the ground.

And the cut on his severed arm was as smooth as a mirror, with blood gushing out like a fountain, so shocking that he could not help but want to curse out loud.

Yet, when the words reached his lips, he lacked the courage to speak them.

He quickly tapped a few acupoints with his right hand to stop the bleeding, pulling back all the while, and retreated explosively, putting a hundred meters between himself and Xu Fan.

Once he regained his stance, he shook with lingering fear, grateful for the three high-order defensive Magical Treasures he carried, which he activated reflexively in a moment of crisis.

Had it not been for these treasures, his condition would have been far worse than a mere amputated left arm.

It’s very possible he would have been beheaded.

Having his cultivation suppressed to the peak of the Golden Core, if he lost his head, he would truly be dead.

Without giving Zhulong a moment to steady his thoughts, Xu Fan made an unexpected move.

With a flick of his finger, a wisp of pale flame shot out, landing on Zhulong’s severed left arm.

As soon as they touched, the severed arm was enveloped in flames and turned to ash in the blink of an eye, drifting in midair.

His decisive and ruthless action revealed the iron-blooded side of Xu Fan in full.

Zhulong looked at this scene with hatred, spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood in anger.

In that moment, he felt an unprecedented rage, humiliation, and fear.

“This kid is too savage, I’m no match for him, escape!”

“Using a phrase from the Lower Realms, ‘While the green hills last, there’ll be wood to burn.’ I only need to hide for half a year.

Once the passage between the two worlds opens, I will call upon the might of my sect to descend and take my revenge for today’s unfathomable humiliation.”

“Destroying my Magical Treasure, burning my severed arm, this enmity is immense.

If I, Zhulong, do not exterminate your entire clan, this hatred will not be appeased.”

Having realized this, Zhulong cast one last venomous glance at Xu Fan and turned to flee, no longer daring to stay in Yan Country and deciding instead to escape to the freezing climes of The North.

Xu Fan frowned, catching the meaning behind Zhulong’s venomous eyes.

Since a great enmity had been formed, there was no way he could allow him to escape; otherwise, Zhulong would surely bring immeasurable harm to himself one day.

In an instant, Xu Fan, holding the Heavenly Fiend Great Demon, blinked into pursuit.

Zhulong knew Xu Fan would not let him go, so he didn’t waste a single moment to look back and blindly fled for his life, even using a secret technique, biting the tip of his tongue to speed up with his blood essence.

In a flash, he had reached the horizon.

It must be said, Zhulong’s speed was as fast as lightning.

However, Xu Fan’s speed was even faster.

Within three seconds, Xu Fan had caught up behind Zhulong.

“Xu Fan, I have withdrawn from this matter and will no longer be involved.

What more do you want?”

Zhulong felt an unparalleled panic, his body hair standing on end as he spoke with a pleading tone.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Xu Fan’s mouth as he closed the distance once again.

Some things, once started, leave no room for retreat.

“Xu Fan, rest assured, as long as I can leave safely, this matter will be closed.

In the future, I will come to express my gratitude.”

“Although you are strong, you are only average in the Great Wilderness Immortal Realm.

As the Young Master of the Hegemon Emperor Sect, I am fully capable of taking you into the Immortal Realm and providing you with a vast amount of cultivation resources.

I believe it won’t even take a hundred years for you to reach the Deification Realm.”

“If you don’t trust me, I can swear an oath to the heavens.

If there is any falsehood in my words, I shall not die a good death.”

He kept sensing Xu Fan’s position with his Divine Sense, and as the distance grew even closer, Zhulong unwillingly promised a hefty reward, all to survive the present danger.

“Do you think I have any need to keep you alive?”

Xu Fan’s indifferent telepathy made Zhulong shudder, instantaneously realizing the fear of death.

Zhulong couldn’t help but look back and saw Xu Fan already appearing behind him, raising the Heavy Sword high and striking down.

His heart pounded frantically; his three protective Magical Treasures had been drained of energy by Xu Fan’s first sword strike and were momentarily useless.

Hence, he feared this sword strike was inescapable.

Zhulong’s face became ugly and panicked; Xu Fan had sealed off the surrounding space and firmly locked onto his qi.

With no way to avoid, there was only one path left for him—death.

“You may die now.”

Xu Fan spoke indifferently, pronouncing a death sentence like the King of Hell.

Zhulong watched as the Heavenly Fiend Great Demon shone brilliantly, carrying endless sharpness that cut fissures in space, bearing down on him.

Desperation appeared on his face as he bellowed madly, “Xu Fan, if you kill me, the Hegemon Emperor Sect will tear you to pieces and turn you into a vengeful ghost.”

“Your family and friends will also meet a tragic end.