Outside the snow mountain, the wind howled at high altitude.
The two-world incense in the censer was still burning. After the smoke rose for a section, it vanished cleanly, as if cut off by a knife. In reality, it had drilled into the Kunlun Secret Realm.
The white cocoon was tightening.
Though there was no sound, everyone seemed to hear the creaking of bones being squeezed and the sound of flesh being pressed tighter.
There were countless ways to die, but this particular method was undoubtedly an extremely, extremely tragic one in the eyes of Kong Qingzi and the others.
Even Kong Qingzi's disciple showed a flicker of pity in his eyes.
Elder Luan showed no intention of stopping. Her expression was indifferent. Using her artifact, the White Cloud Silk, to kill Chen Fan was a trivial matter to her.
"Just an ant!"
Elder Qu looked at the scene, disdain flashing in his eyes, and said, "A mere martial grandmaster dares to run rampant in Kunlun? He truly courts death!"
The man in the green daoist robe, however, remained calm and did not chime in.
Under everyone's gaze, the giant cocoon was being bound smaller and smaller.
But just then, dong dong...
A sound like drumbeats echoed from within the giant cocoon, like a huge heart beating.
As the sound emerged, it became increasingly rapid and dense.
Accompanying it was a violent and ferocious aura that emanated through the white silk.
The aura grew stronger and more berserk, as if an ancient fierce beast were awakening.
The tightly bound white silk was suddenly pushed open by a sliver.
Elder Luan's expression showed surprise. With a flick of her hand, she controlled the white silk to tighten further.
Simultaneously, she raised her left hand and formed a hand seal.
Powerful spiritual energy flowed out. Runes lit up on the white silk, and it rapidly contracted.
The middle-aged man in the green daoist robe showed a strange expression and said, "This aura? A demonic beast?"
"It seems they came prepared!"
Elder Qu said, "But so what? All below the Golden Core stage are ants!"
As soon as he finished speaking, amidst the dong dong vibrations, the giant cocoon rapidly expanded.
Even Elder Luan's incantation and doubled strength could not stop it.
The white silk was pushed open, and was being pushed open wider and wider.
Boom...
Even as Elder Luan poured in more spiritual power, she could not stop the expansion of the white silk, and finally...
A deafening explosion shook the heavens and earth, as if the entire snow mountain were trembling.
The white silk burst apart, the runes all over it shattered, and fragments of the silk flew everywhere.
Elder Luan had been controlling the white silk. Caught by surprise by its explosion, her power was lost, and her body became unstable. She stumbled back several steps.
In the place where the giant cocoon had burst open, Chen Fan's figure appeared, his body held rigidly straight, holding the Tian Cong Yun Sword, his expression indifferent.
Unlike before, the clothes on his upper body had also burst open, revealing a bare, scarred body.
His physique was no longer slender but muscled and taut, with veins bulging like spiderwebs, ready to burst at any moment.
His indifferent expression was inhuman, exuding cruelty, ferocity, and violence. The shadows of a giant crocodile appeared in his eyes, savage and vicious, ready to devour.
He looked like an ancient fierce beast.
His true qi surged and poured out around him, a gray-black hue, sinister and strange.
As the white silk burst, a powerful shockwave erupted, blasting outwards towards the sides of the jade platform.
Baiyazi was not far away. He had been heavily injured by Chen Fan earlier and, losing his footing, was directly flung outwards, tumbling through the air.
"This is demonic energy!" Amidst this extremely violent aura, his expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaim.
Yunyai Zi reacted quickly and flashed over to assist Baiyazi.
His spiritual power was considerable, but in this storm-like fluctuation, he almost failed to grab Baiyazi, narrowly preventing him from being blown off the cliff.
The others retreated, their expressions filled with horror, terrified by Chen Fan's terrifying power fluctuations.
This power was too formidable, making them tremble in fear.
Only Elder Qu and the middle-aged daoist, while showing surprise, still did not take it entirely seriously.
"It seems to be a demon core?" the middle-aged daoist said.
Elder Qu snorted coldly and suddenly leaped into the air, charging towards Chen Fan, saying, "Heretical demons, dare to seek death in Kunlun?"
As his body flew, his speed was not particularly fast, but a powerful, terrifying aura emerged, clashing with Chen Fan's fierce and berserk aura, crushing down upon him.
Flipping his palm, a ball of spiritual light appeared in his hand, followed by roaring flames, blazing intensely, enveloping Chen Fan, intending to swallow him.
The flames raged. Even from dozens of meters away, one could sense that this was no ordinary fire, its temperature terrifyingly high, capable of melting steel with ease.
Chen Fan's expression remained indifferent as he watched Elder Qu attack. He suddenly opened his mouth and let out a fierce cry.
Ang...
A dragon's roar sounded, as if an ancient divine dragon were awakening, looking down upon all directions.
Amidst the long cry, his body trembled, his spine bulging outwards like a dragon's, and he swung his sword.
The Tian Cong Yun Sword seemed to have completely awakened, its terrifying, brutal power evident.
Boom!
The sword slash plunged into the flames, ignoring their terrifying intensity. The sword light pierced through them.
The next moment, a figure was cleaved flying, stabilizing himself rapidly in mid-air, looking disheveled.
The flames descended, engulfing Chen Fan.
But Chen Fan strode out of the flames again, residual embers burning on him, many parts scorched and emitting black smoke.
Yet, as if completely devoid of pain, Chen Fan leaped up, like a mad dragon, charging towards Elder Qu.
He showed no sign of stopping, determined to slay Elder Qu with his sword.
Elder Qu was in a sorry state, his face a mixture of shock and rage. He patted his waist, and an artifact appeared in his hand.
But at this moment, a sword light flashed, soaring upwards, intercepting Chen Fan.
With a 'ding' of collision, the sword energy shattered, and a figure drifted backward.
Chen Fan was also forced to land, his feet sinking into the ground, shattering the white jade beneath.
But Chen Fan immediately took another step, his aura becoming even more ferocious, his demonic energy inexhaustible, and he charged forward again.
Baiyazi and the others watched, dumbfounded, their faces filled with unimaginable shock.
Chen Fan at this moment was like an ancient demonic dragon, or a god or demon descending upon the world. Not only had he broken free from Elder Luan's artifact restraint, but he had also repelled Elder Qu.
This sword strike had also forced back Elder Mo, truly a display of overwhelming ferocity, fighting three against one!
A martial artist from the secular world, actually fighting three powerful Golden Core cultivators?
This caused their sense of superiority as Kunlun cultivators, their ingrained pride, to show signs of collapse at this moment.
In the secular world, could there be such powerful and terrifying existences?
"Die!"
Just then, the repelled Elder Qu adjusted himself. A tortoise shell appeared in his hand, with crimson patterns emitting flames. It shot out fiercely, smashing towards Chen Fan.
Crimson spiritual light descended, suppressing Chen Fan.
Chen Fan swung his sword again.
The Tian Cong Yun Sword roared, and with a single slash, the power of the demon core poured out, overwhelmingly berserk.
But after this sword strike, the patterns within the tortoise shell's light flowed, actually blocking the blow.
The tortoise shell was lifted about a meter, unable to completely suppress Chen Fan.
Elder Qu's face turned red. He raised his hand again, and a crimson stream of light shot out, hitting Chen Fan.