Chapter 1108: Who Else?

“What is he doing?”

Many people looked at Chen Fan in shock. He was in a black outfit and his hair was black. The Six Fiend God Forms appeared behind him, making him look like a powerful Fiend Art Cultivator.

“He wants to stop all of us from entering?” Someone wondered.

“But he doesn’t have to say that this place belongs to Earth. If what he said is true, doesn’t it mean that only people on Earth can enter and that we are thieves? He would also be a thief if that’s the case. I can see that he came from a Fiend Sect.” A cultivator shook his head.

“Hm, there are only three famous Fiend Sects in the Little South Heavenly Realm, Luofeng Abyss, Heavenly Evil Valley and the Demon Sun Sect. I wonder which sect he’s from. No matter what, he can’t block our way. He’s digging his own grave!” Another young cultivator grunted.

At that moment—

Cultivators riding monsters, boats, battle forts and red gourds turned to stare at Chen Fan.

“If you’re just joking, I suggest you leave right away. Not even Divine Princes of the imperishable sects can bear the consequences of stopping us from getting the opportunity, said a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

That elder was wearing a brown linen robe while he sat on a red gourd. Someone recognized that he was the Sect Master of the “Wine God Sect,” Wu Yuan. The gourd he was sitting on was an astonishing Heavenly Treasure called the “River Gourd.” When it opened, it could create a river and flood a continent.

Such a Sect Master was certainly fierce.

“Divine General Lin He, you should move aside faster,” Master Ling Yun immediately said, while he looked at the five Divine Generals.

“Lin He? The Divine Prince of the Demon Sun Sect? No wonder he’s so arrogant and dares to stand in the way of more than a hundred Nascent Soul Cultivators.” Everyone was startled.

Lin He of the Demon Sun Sect was famous in the Star Ocean. He was said to be unstoppable and extremely cruel. However, many people also frowned. What did Lin He mean when he said the place belonged to Earth? Lin He wasn’t someone from that planet. Why was he helping them?

A lot of Nascent Soul Cultivators looked serious when they heard the name Lin He; the elder in linen robe also froze.

That was a Divine Prince of an imperishable sect, and one of the top fifty cultivators on the Little South Heaven Roll. Normal Nascent Soul Cultivators were certainly no match for Lin He, but some of them were still upset.

“Haha, Lin He, you’re only known for your viciousness and you barely rank fiftieth on the Little South Heaven Roll. Speaking of power, you’re not much stronger than I am,” said Divine General Yun of the Wuji Sect. He was surrounded by two cloud dragons like a Deity.

“That’s right, Lin He. You’re very famous. Why don’t you fight with me and show the Divine Powers of the Demon Sun Sect?” Divine General Xuanming of the Niekong Sect also chimed in with a snicker.

Then, a few other Divine Generals of the large sects also spoke.

Lin He was famous because he was cruel, but he was at the bottom when compared with the other Divine Princes in terms of power; he was just a bit more powerful than Luo Changshen.

Only Jiang Churan looked at Chen Fan in shock. She covered her mouth and her eyes were full of surprise. She wondered why Chen Fan was there.

While people were wondering about Chen Fan’s intentions, someone yelled, “This guy is not Lin He of the Demon Sun Sect. Divine Prince Lin was killed in the Abandoned Planet Region; his shattered soul tablet is proof. The Demon Sun Sect is enraged… Their Grand Elder and many Nascent Soul Cultivators are already on their way to Planet East.”

“What?”

Everyone was astonished.

“Lin He was dead and this Fiend Art Cultivator in black outfit was fake?”

Chen Fan looked over and saw Zhang Tianqiao of the Qiyun Sect. He avoided Chen Fan’s gaze, while Chen Haifeng sneered at Chen Fan with silver glitters in his eyes. Those disciples had apparently gone back to the Star Ocean and received the latest news.

Wu Yuan pointed at Chen Fan and said, “Haha, he’s not Divine Prince Lin! Tell us, who exactly are you? How dare you disguise yourself as Divine Prince Lin? I believe you were the one who killed him!”

Many other cultivators who had not dared to speak before also condemned Chen Fan, as if they had never been scared of him.

“Did I say I was Lin He?” Chen Fan said calmly.

“If you’re not Lin He, who are you? Why are you standing in our way? Do you know someone inside and want to take everything for yourselves?” Divine General Lin frowned and asked.

The other Divine Generals also looked cold.

If that were true, the Divine Princes in the temple would be in danger, but they also wondered who would be courageous enough to go against that many Divine Princes at the same time.

“I am Chen Beixuan, the person you talked about just now!” Chen Fan said.

“It’s you?” Divine General Lin couldn’t believe it.

The Divine Generals first frowned, then looked at Chen Fan as if he were an animal or an idiot. The hundred Nascent Soul Cultivators present and the disciples of the other sects were also stunned.

“Chen Beixuan? He’s the cultivator from Earth who exterminated the Taichu Temple and the Wuji Arena? How dare you come to the deity ground and block the entrance alone? You don’t want to live, do you?”

“Right, does he really think he can fight against all the sects in the Star Ocean on his own, just because he killed a few weak Nascent Soul Cultivators?”

“That’s hilarious!”

Many people shook their heads.

The elders of the Wuji Sect and Apollo Palace smirked and said, “Hm, we didn’t have time to deal with him, but he delivered himself to us. This is a good time to crush him, and to give the people on this planet a lesson.”

“That’s right. Not only him, we must kill everyone related to him as well. These locals wouldn’t know how powerful we are if we don’t kill billions of people.” Another elder grunted.

Master Ling Yun was shocked.

“Wasn’t Chen Fan Lin He from the Demon Sun Sect? Why did he suddenly become a local?”

Divine General Lin even turned to Jiang Churan and said, “This man sure has guts. Unfortunately, he had kicked a steel plate; he has no idea who he provoked. Look, someone can’t stand still anymore.”

Jiang Churan lowered her head without replying to him. She clenched her fists so tight they started bleeding; her face turned pale and her eyes were full of worry.

As expected.

A Nascent Soul Cultivator shot up to the sky and made an attack with a giant bronze axe.

The axe spinned quickly in the air and turned into a light wheel that was a few feet large. It immediately flashed a few thousand feet across the sky, appearing in front of Chen Fan.

“It’s the Huntian Axe!” someone yelled.

That was quite the famed Heavenly Treasure; it belonged to an elder of the Jinding Sect called Lu Tianming. As the axe spinned faster, it went further and became more powerful. In the end, it could even crack a planet open. Lu Tianming was just an early-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator; although he couldn’t bring out its true potential yet, he was able to easily kill a cultivator on Earth.

“Clang!”

But out of people’s expectation—

Chen Fan only raised his hand and threw a punch, diverting the Huntian Axe. A fist mark even appeared on the giant axe.

“He blocked a Heavenly Treasure with his bare hands?”

Many people’s eyes popped out.

“Only legendary Body Tempering Cultivators have such terrifying power!” Master Ling Yun said.

Cultivators were also categorized into Qi Refinement Cultivators and Body Tempering Cultivators in the Little South Heavenly Realm. The Body Tempering Cultivators he had mentioned were those who had mastered a Nascent Body Tempering Art to the highest level. Such cultivators were powerful beings ranked at the top of the Star Ocean; they were sometimes recruited as Divine Generals’ by Soul Formation Cultivators.

“It’s not a big deal. Let me try.” The Sect Master of the Wine God Sect, Wu Yuan, snickered. He patted the giant red gourd and a river came out.

At first the river was still very small, but then it started to widen afterwards. It became a hundred-mile river floating above the entire deity ground like a shiny shield.

“Go!”

Wu Yuan pointed his finger.

The silver river struck with some terrifying energy. That attack was able to make a few hundred miles of land sink, and not even Nascent Soul Fiends as large as mountains would have been able to withstand it.

“Boom!”

Chen Fan threw a punch.

He pulverized the entire river and the energy even went up, creating some thunderous sounds. The attack swept through a few thousand feet, even shattering the red gourd Wu Yuan was sitting on. Wu Yuan immediately ran away in fear.

By this time—

Even the mid-stage and peak-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators and the Divine Generals narrowed their eyes. Chen Fan’s punch wasn’t something normal Nascent Soul Cultivators could duplicate. At least Ling Yun, Wu Yuan and the other Nascent Soul elders were no match for Chen Fan.

“My turn!” Chen Haifeng said.

He shot out silver fire from his eyes. It then turned into a huge bird behind him, which looked like the sun, showing what an Overlord on the Little South Heaven Roll was capable of.

“That’s the ‘Silver Pole True Fire.’” someone exclaimed.

That was a top Fire Divine Power. Ordinary cultivators wouldn’t even be able to summon it. It was comparable to the Nine Underworld Fire, which was able to burn Nascent Soul Cultivators. Even Divine Princes had to be careful not to touch it; the Divine Generals would also be wary.

“Watch out!” Even Jiang Churan yelled in her mind.

But Chen Fan only opened his mouth and sucked the firebird in. He then reached out and grabbed Chen Haifeng as if he were picking up a cat. He threw him to the ground, breaking half of his bones; then he stepped on his head and smashed half his face. Blood splashed everywhere. In the end, Chen Fan glanced around indifferently.

“Who else?”

Everyone was speechless and Jiang Churan looked at him dumbfoundedly.