The Earl tribe was already scarce, and those who could become powerful shamans were even rarer.
It could be said that every shaman was a treasure to the Earl tribe; regardless of their strength, they enjoyed a high status within the clan.
However, in less than an hour, they had lost four shamans.
Now, Chen Fan intended to kill another of their tribesmen.
It was utterly unforgivable.
Chen Fan paid no heed. His palm struck out with an almost unsolvable speed.
The black-clothed man only had time to activate the black qi around his body. His phantom merged with it, and he was no longer able to use any other offensive methods.
"Boom!"
The power of Chen Fan's palm was too immense. It directly shattered the black-clothed man into pieces.
All his defenses were meaningless, shattered in an instant.
At the same time, the other black-clothed men lunged forward.
They all unleashed their strongest powers, intending to slay Chen Fan in an instant.
This brat had already enraged them beyond measure, and they could no longer deal with him using gentle means.
"Good!"
Chen Fan let out a soft cry. His body was like a phantom, instantly creating eight afterimages. His true form charged towards one of them.
"What, what kind of technique is this!"
One black-clothed man was filled with horror. He clearly felt that the Chen Fan in front of him was a real, tangible person, but when his scythe slashed out, it passed through empty air.
This terrified him; it was like a clone technique, yet not quite.
The other black-clothed men also felt this fury, as their attacks all landed on empty space.
Only one black-clothed man's face changed drastically. He sensed a dangerous aura, an aura that cast a shadow of death over his heart.
"Save me..."
"Swoosh!"
The moment he cried out, Chen Fan's sword had already split that person in two.
Fear!
A wave of fear washed over the remaining black-clothed men. What kind of being had they provoked on this mission?
That mysterious and unpredictable technique alone was enough to make this person invincible.
And their trump cards had been utterly useless.
Simply put, their strength was insufficient to kill this person, while he could easily kill them.
Escape!
This was the only thought remaining in the minds of the black-clothed men.
Revenge for their companions, completing the Grand Shaman's mission, upholding the dignity of the Earl tribe.
All of it was bullshit.
There was only one life. Once lost, it could never be regained.
They were not living in a mythical world, nor would they experience reincarnation or rebirth.
Death was final.
However, they did not want to die, nor did they want to end up in hell with their companions.
At this moment, almost all the black-clothed men scattered madly in all directions, trying to distance themselves from this demon, Chen Fan.
They didn't even have the inclination to control the snakes, insects, rats, and ants they commanded.
Seeing this, Chen Fan sneered inwardly.
You want to run now?
He conjured a light in his hand, which instantly expanded, resembling a colossal divine bell, covering a radius of one li.
The speed of the black-clothed men earlier was swift, but it couldn't compare to Chen Fan's actions.
They crashed into the suddenly appearing light barrier, instantly bloodying their heads.
Everyone's hearts pounded with terror. So, they couldn't even escape?
"Weren't you very arrogant just now, wanting to kill me? What happened now, are you scared?"
Chen Fan slowly walked towards a black-clothed man, he was in no hurry.
"Devil, you are a devil!"
Chen Fan chuckled dumbfoundedly. He never expected to be called such a name one day.
He was clearly good-looking, how could he be called a "devil"?
"Tell me, what is your race all about, and why are you targeting me?"
Chen Fan approached the black-clothed man step by step, wanting to understand some things.
He couldn't just barge in blindly, knowing nothing.
Of course, in reality, he knew nothing, but he couldn't abandon Su Yingxia and leave.
"If I tell you, will you not kill me?"
The man, terrified, crouched on the ground, trembling all over. The smell of urine permeated the air.
However, the scent of blood in the air was too strong, and Chen Fan didn't smell it. He only understood what was happening by looking at the pale yellow liquid flowing from the man's body.
"Tell me everything you know, and I will spare your life!" Chen Fan said coldly. Da Feng Novel Network.
"Are you lying to me?"
The man seemed disbelieving and retreated.
"Do you think you have a choice?"
Chen Fan's gaze remained cold.
"I'll tell you, we are..."
The black-clothed man was on the verge of a breakdown from fear, but as he tried to speak, he found himself unable to utter a word.
Immediately after, his eyes widened, his body convulsed violently, black blood trickled from the corners of his mouth, and his life force rapidly drained away.
Chen Fan frowned and looked in another direction.
It was that person who had played a trick, taking the life of his compatriot.
"Do you think you'll survive by killing him?"
Chen Fan turned and walked towards the one who had acted, the light in his eyes growing colder, as if to freeze the bloody void.
"Of course, I won't survive, but you won't get the secrets of our race either."
The black-clothed man was resolute, speaking without avoiding Chen Fan's gaze.
"Oh?"
Chen Fan continued to advance towards the man. With each step, his aura became more terrifying, like an ancient divine mountain, pressuring the man relentlessly.