Chapter 1111: A Bloodbath

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Heaven Sealing Fist of the Six Sacred Ancestors.

It was a fist art from the “Six Sacred Ancestor Fiend Art” which the Ancestor Fiends of the Fiend World used to kill Deities in the Deity Realm. Strictly speaking, it wasn’t a martial art that belonged to the human world, or the cultivation world for that matter; instead, it was a Fiend God Art from ancient times.

Its terrifying power was beyond everyone’s imagination. It wasn’t that powerful when Chen Fan had used it in the past.

But at this moment—

Chen Fan had used it with his peak-stage Nascent Soul Body and the power of the “Six Sacred Ancestor Fiend Art.” How powerful would it be?

“Boom!”

Six giant holes appeared behind Chen Fan and then they cracked open to form a dark world. The power of the six Ancestor Fiends inside gathered around Chen Fan’s fist as he threw a punch.

“Boom!”

This time…

An enormous hole was created in the sky. The Deity Patterns on the ground, mountains and temple shone at the same time, and countless azure thunderbolts struck to protect the land. Some terrifying Fiend Qi swept the world, making people in an area dozens of miles wide shake. At this moment Chen Fan seemed to have become a Fiend God from the ancient times; his punch could even split the universe.

“You can borrow my fist energy and send it back to me. But what happens if I punch with ten times the force, how much energy can you take?” Chen Fan said indifferently.

Divine General Yun widened his eyes and yelled, “Open!” He seemed to have realized that he was in danger.

The spear in his hand carried some energy two times more powerful than before and he drew a long curve with it, throwing it in Chen Fan’s direction.

“Crack!”

There seemed to be a black and white thunderbolt in the sky.

No words could describe that attack. Even Divine General Yun thought it was the most powerful attack he had ever done in his life. Even the spear arts of some Soul Formation Grand Cultivators might not be better than his.

But Chen Fan didn’t care about it. He only punched with the power of the six Ancestor Fiends.

“Boom!”

The black and white spear clashed with Chen Fan’s fist. Divine General Yun widened his eyes. He felt how the fist energy was ten times more powerful than before and was moving towards him. Divine General Yun spinned the black and white fog around him to show the world his power, but it wasn’t helping.

“No!” Divine General Yun shouted.

The Dharma Power in his body surged and even his black and white Nascent Soul started burning. He pushed his energy to the highest level, to no avail.

Chen Fan’s fist first destroyed the spear, then struck Divine General Yun’s chest, creating a giant hole. After that, the energy went from his chest to his neck, stomach, organs, limbs and head. When it reached his mind, it smashed his Nascent Soul and Divine Soul to little bits.

“Boom!”

Black and white energy rays were shot from his body in all directions with a bit of golden blood and broken pieces of bones. Chen Fan’s terrifying fist energy had also moved further ahead.

“Boom!”

The fist energy was unstoppable.

It went dozens of miles more after killing Divine General Yun, cracking a few mountains along the way. Those Nascent Soul Fiends who made contact with the residual energy were even crushed to pieces. The fist energy then eventually stopped after traveling for a hundred miles.

“Whoosh!”

Chen Fan lowered his fist and the black aura around him disappeared.

His robe fluttered in the wind, and he stood upright in front of the temple, like a sword. None of the Nascent Soul or the Golden Core Cultivators—who claimed that they could kill Chen Fan easily and would eliminate everyone on Earth—dared to speak.

“Didn’t you say that I was kicking a steel plate?” Chen Fan turned around and looked at Divine General Lin.

The Divine General remained silent with a pale face.

Even though he was strong, he was only comparable to Divine General Yun. If Chen Fan had the power to kill him with a punch, it wasn’t hard to kill Divine General Lin as well. Even the other Divine Generals and elders of the imperishable sects were terrified, while the Nascent Soul Cultivators from the Abandoned Planet Region, like Heavenly Lord Fengxiang, were completely stunned. “That was a Divine General. Chen Fan killed him with just an attack?”

How powerful was Chen Beixuan?

“Sh*t, why is there such a monster on Planet East? Not even the Divine Princes are this powerful,” someone whispered. Master Ling Yun was dumbfounded.

He had played host to such a cruel guy for a whole day.

As for the disciples of the Qiyun Sect, they had already been frightened. Chen Haifeng didn’t even dare to say a word. Chen Fan had killed a Divine General with just one punch and could certainly stomp him to death like an ant.

Divine General Xuanming of the Niekong Sect yelled, “Chen Beixuan, don’t be so arrogant. Our power isn’t something you can imagine. Divine General Yun is the weakest among the Divine Generals of the Wuji Sect…”

“Did I allow you to speak?”

Chen Fan grunted and threw a punch.

“Heaven Sealing Fist of the Six Sacred Ancestors!”

Boom.

The six giant black holes appeared again and formed a dark world on Chen Fan’s fist. A beam of black light was shot and the fist energy filled the world. Divine General Xuanming was startled. He would have been killed if he hadn’t used the Divine Art of the Niekong Sect to jump ten feet backwards. Even so, the black fist energy was still able to flash past his arm, crushing it.

“Argh!”

However, a lot of cultivators who followed the Niekong Sect weren’t so lucky.

The elders and disciples from a couple of small sects under the Niekong Sect were swallowed by the black fist energy. The energy killed five Nascent Soul Cultivators in a row before shooting into the sky, creating some thunderous sounds.

Divine General Xuanming shouted furiously, “Chen Beixuan, do you think we can’t deal with you?”

Divine General Lin also grunted and said, “Start the Taichu Heavenly Ship. Let us all kill him together!”

Zhang Tianqiao of the Qiyun Sect shouted, “That’s right. Kill him! We’re superior cultivators from the large sects in the Star Ocean. How can we let a local on a barren planet humiliate us? Our friends back in the Little South Heavenly Realm will laugh at us if we don’t kill him.”

Many cultivators from other regions—like Lu Tianming from the Jinding Sect and Wu Yuan from the Wine God Sect—had never liked Chen Fan.

The large sects immediately took out their Dharma Treasures when they viciously started to attack. Cultivators like Heavenly Lord Fengxiang were also afraid that Chen Fan would kill them because of what they had done, so they also got ready to fight.

“Boom!”

There were countless beams of light at the moment, Dharma Laws and Divine Powers in front of the temple. The place had turned into a sea of energy.

Dozens of Nascent Soul Cultivators attacked at the same time.

“Hm, you’re digging your own grave. I was thinking about sparing you, but on second thought, I should just kill you all!” Chen Fan grunted with viciousness in his eyes.

He stepped forward and stomped Chen Haifeng to pieces.

Then, he shot up into the sky and turned into a beam of black light, going straight into the crowd. Chen Fan’s body was extremely powerful. His three flowers of energy had already reached the peak and he was in an area full of Fiend Qi at the moment. So, how terrifying would his power be?

“Heaven Sealing Fist of the Six Sacred Ancestors!”

Chen Fan threw a punch and cracked several flying treasures. That also meant that at least a group of elders and their disciples had died, more than dozens of people in total.

“Heaven Sealing Fist of the Six Sacred Ancestors! Heaven Sealing Fist of the Six Sacred Ancestors!”

Chen Fan kept attacking; there seemed to be some black dragons flying around the cultivators in front of the temple. A couple of Nascent Soul Cultivators were killed every time he punched.

“Aim at him and fire!” Divine General Lin said.

The Taichu Heavenly Ship enveloped in an aura turned around. Seventeen Divine Powers came out of it and formed a ray of colorful light which was shot at Chen Fan.

But how experienced was Chen Fan?

Such a massive Dharma Artifact controlled by countless people wasn’t something he could resist alone. Even if he was powerful enough and unafraid of it, he wouldn’t just stand there and let them kill him.

“Swish.”

Chen Fan immediately flashed away like a light ray and went to the cultivators from the other small sects, like those of the Jinding Sect, the Wine God Sect and Heavenly Lord Fengxiang.

He attacked everyone he didn’t like.

The Heaven Sealing Fist of the Six Sacred Ancestors was extremely terrifying when it was strengthened by the Fiend Qi in the deity ground. Each attack was comparable to a punch from a peak-stage Nascent Soul Divine General; normal Nascent Soul Cultivators were completely unable to withstand it. Even their own flying treasures were unable to resist Chen Fan’s attack. In the end, apart from Master Ling Yun and some other Nascent Soul Cultivators, all the others were killed.

Blood flowed like a river in front of the temple.

Some of the hundred Nascent Soul Cultivators were dead or injured, while a few escaped.

The sight where cultivators of the large sects in the Star Ocean had gathered in front of the temple was gone in a heartbeat.

“Damn you, Chen Beixuan!” Divine General Lin shouted.

Chen Fan only answered with a punch!