Is killing difficult?
No, not at all.
At least in Chen Fan's eyes now, killing a few Royal Realm powerhouses is as easy as snapping his fingers.
"Screech."
The river of rules appeared.
His voice entered the river: "Several Royal Realm powerhouses have been killed, and the rules have dispersed. Those who need them can come out and absorb them."
"Whoosh."
Figures rushed out.
In an instant, hundreds of people plundered the dispersed rules.
"Thank you, City Lord."
Everyone knelt in gratitude.
"Hmm."
On the principle of not wasting, and also strengthening himself, Chen Fan naturally wouldn't waste such a good opportunity.
"Don't go back, there's more to come," Chen Fan said.
"Yes."
Although bathing in the river of rules directly was comfortable.
How could it be as satisfying as snatching other people's things?
Besides, even bathing in the river of rules has its limits.
When one reaches their limit, they will eventually have to come out.
Hundreds of people followed the City Lord and continued forward.
...
"Boom."
A moment later, a great battle broke out.
This time, Chen Fan did not make a move.
He continued to stride forward, leaving the battle behind.
"City Lord Chen."
At this moment, someone blocked his path.
"Hmm?"
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows, looking at the dozens of people in front of him.
These people exuded a strong vitality.
People from the Immortal Realm.
"Are you trying to stop me?" Chen Fan asked.
"That's right."
The leader stepped forward, clasped his fists solemnly, and said, "I am from the Southern Fist Sect of Zhongzhou. We have an agreement with Zangshan. We hope City Lord will give us some face."
"Heh."
Chen Fan chuckled, "Give you face? What do you think you are?"
A mere titled Royal Realm dare to talk to him about face? Ridiculous.
"City Lord Chen."
The powerhouse from the Southern Fist Sect's face turned ugly, "Don't forget, we still have to get out. City Lord, you should reconsider."
A threat.
Sword City was neutral, but after all, it was only Chen Fan.
Even if the other party knew that Chen Fan was a Half-Emperor realm now, they didn't care.
There were not a few Half-Emperors in the Five Continents of the Immortal Realm.
"Threatening me?"
Chen Fan smiled, "Alright, I'll remember you. When I get out, I'll definitely visit the Southern Fist Sect if I have the chance."
Saying that, he waved his hand before the other party could speak again, "Kill them all."
"Hmm?"
The crowd hadn't understood yet.
"Boom."
Suddenly, a torrent of death energy surged from within the crowd.
Nine death dragons roared, instantly devouring everyone.
This move was too sudden.
Everyone was on guard against Chen Fan, and no one expected their own people to betray them.
"Zhao Kai, what are you doing?" Angry questions came from within the death dragons.
"What am I doing?"
Zhao Kai's killing intent was boundless, "Who else should I kill if not you who dare to speak to the City Lord like this? Explode for me..."
Boom.
The nine death dragons exploded directly.
More than a dozen figures fell from the sky like broken sacks.
Most of them had lost their breath.
However, two or three, including the powerhouse from the Southern Fist Sect, were still alive.
These few people had damaged their Great Dao and were corroded by the death energy.
The Southern Fist Sect powerhouse was furious, "Zhao Kai, does your Mingyue Pavilion want to be destroyed?"
"Hmph."
Zhao Kai's cold snort responded, "Kill."
Death energy reappeared, transforming into a death domain.
Zhao Kai made his move, mobilizing the Great Dao of Death and entering attack mode.
The three heavily injured individuals were no match for Zhao Kai.
In an instant, they turned into corpses.
Bang.
After killing them.
Zhao Kai stepped forward and knelt on one knee, "Zhao Kai of Mingyue Pavilion, pays respects to the City Lord."
Chen Fan smiled, "Get up."
"Yes."
"Not bad."
He patted Zhao Kai's shoulder lightly.
He hadn't expected Zhao Kai to achieve so much.
In such a short time, he had broken through to the titled Royal Realm. The nine death dragons were the power emanating from his nine acupoints.
"It's all thanks to the City Lord's support."
Zhao Kai clearly defined his position.
Chen Fan smiled, "Don't be modest. We help each other. Your strength will also strengthen the river of rules."
"Yes."
This was the truth, so Zhao Kai no longer demurred.
The journey continued with the two of them.
Along the way, Chen Fan asked, "How many outsiders are there in Zangshan?"
"Many."
Zhao Kai quickly replied, "Just the ones I've seen are nearly a hundred."
"So many?"
Chen Fan was a little surprised.
He had thought everyone would be in the central region, but he didn't expect Zangshan to have so many outsiders.
Zhao Kai added, "Many people from major powers have come here and reached an agreement with the mountain master of Zangshan. After they leave, they will be sent ample vitality by their respective powers. However, after leaving, they must join a certain faction. Currently... the various parties are still discussing and bargaining."
Good heavens.
After listening to Zhao Kai's explanation, Chen Fan finally understood the grand scale of these major powers.
While he was still seeking opportunities, the major powers had already set their sights on these top powerhouses.
It made sense. These people had been in the chaotic realm for a hundred thousand years.
Even with the greatest opportunities, their chances of "butterfly effect" were greater than those of outsiders.
Betting in advance increased their chances.
"Hmm."
He nodded, indicating understanding.
Zhao Kai continued to narrate, telling Chen Fan everything he knew.
Finally...
Zangshan arrived.
A vast mountain of coffins, with countless straight peaks standing tall.
And on the peaks of these mountains, lay a colossal coffin.
The mountain peaks served as pillars for the coffin.
"A grand gesture."
Chen Fan exclaimed.
"Indeed."
Zhao Kai, who had witnessed grand scenes, agreed.
This coffin, towering above the mountain peaks, was extraordinary. From a distance, it continuously emanated soul-stirring radiance.
"Boom boom boom."
On the mountain peaks below the coffin mountain, the aura of powerhouses emanated from each one.
There were many people, a rough glance revealed no less than a hundred thousand.
"Quite a lot of people," Chen Fan smiled.
"..."
Zhao Kai remained silent, quietly following behind the City Lord.
Chen Fan closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, then smiled.
This was truly fate.
Did he remember the first batch of over twenty Supremes he had incorporated into the river of rules? The batch with Tian Wen and Zhao Kai.
Ahead, there were several people whose auras he could sense.
"This is truly fate."
As long as there were people, that was good.
These people would not dare to betray him.
The heavens and earth of the Immortal Realm had no consciousness, and they could let them sever their paths back then.
However, if anyone dared to sever their path in Chen Fan's river of rules, he would discover it immediately and could instantly withdraw all the power of the rules.
As long as he shattered the rule before they severed their path, they would surely die.
This was Chen Fan's method.
If he wished, he could kill everyone instantly.
No one dared to betray him.
This was something that both Chen Fan and the ones who merged with the Dao understood.
"Let's go, climb the mountain," Chen Fan ordered.
Zhao Kai quickly followed.
The two moved forward rapidly.
Zang Tian and Zang Ren had not yet appeared, and it was unknown what they were waiting for.
The first mountain.
"Let's start with you," Chen Fan said with a smile.