The iron rod, the arm.
Chen Fan put it away casually; he would use it again later.
He turned...
"Boom."
Lightning spread.
Innumerable arcs of electricity diffused, and with a "crackling" sound, struck the fleeing flame Dao patterns.
"Mmm."
From within the flame Dao patterns, a muffled groan was heard again.
"You really aren't dead."
Chen Fan's gaze was icy. "Playing dead in front of me, is that useful?"
"Boom."
The lightning struck down.
Lightning, the most rigid and yang, purifies all things.
Amidst the roaring, the little fire god's screams continuously echoed.
"Chen Fan."
The little fire god's voice was filled with fear. "Let me go, and this matter will end here. Otherwise, my father will surely come to slay you."
"Heh heh."
Chen Fan's cold laughter was the response.
Who is your father?
Sorry, I don't know him.
Boom.
The lightning fell again, making the flame Dao patterns dart wildly in the air.
The little fire god's soul aura, hidden within the flame Dao patterns, was blasted out.
"You cannot kill me."
The little fire god was unwilling to perish just like this, and quickly said, "Even Lian Yifu dared not kill me. Chen Fan, if you dare to kill me, my father will pursue you to the ends of the earth. You are absolutely no match for my father. You can ask others about this."
No one wants to die, and neither does the little fire god.
When all his trump cards were used and he still couldn't escape.
The little fire god thought of his father.
Now, he could only hope that his father's name could threaten Chen Fan.
"Heh heh."
Boom.
Amidst the cold laughter, the lightning struck down again.
This time, dense cracks appeared all over the flame Dao patterns.
The little fire god's soul could no longer hide and fell out of the flame Dao patterns.
His soul reformed, taking on the appearance of the little fire god.
In his pupils, confidence was gone, replaced by boundless terror.
"No, you can't kill me..."
"Boom."
Cannot kill?
What a joke.
There is no one who can save the person I, Chen Fan, want to kill.
"Chen Fan."
The little fire god was blasted with torn flesh and skin.
He felt his threats were useless and, with no other choice, said, "Why do you only dare to deal with me? Do you dare to kill people from the Imperial Palace? In the end, you are just someone who bullies the weak and fears the strong."
His desperate gaze fixed on Chen Fan.
Who would have thought that Chen Fan would actually stop the lightning?
The little fire god's eyes lit up.
He sensed Chen Fan's hesitation and quickly added, "Chen Fan, if you want to prove you're not someone who bullies the weak and fears the strong, then kill someone from the Imperial Palace first and show me. If you dare, I'll accept my death today."
This was the little fire god's last desperate gamble.
Chen Fan: "..."
Seeing Chen Fan remain silent, the little fire god assumed he was intimidated and quickly said, "What, you don't dare?
Since you claim to be acting on behalf of the residents of Sword City, those two killed more people than I did. If you have the guts, kill them first."
Undermining him.
Only by doing this could he make Chen Fan hesitate.
His only way to survive.
"Good."
The sudden voice made the little fire god freeze.
Chen Fan looked at him and said, "I will let you die knowing the reason. Since you are unconvinced, I will kill an Imperial Palace young master for you to see first."
"Imprison."
The power of rules descended.
The little fire god's soul was imprisoned in place.
The flame Dao patterns could not escape either.
...
On the other side.
Chen Fan's gaze turned to Huang Qi.
This person was the first to step forward just now, wanting to snatch the flame Dao patterns.
Qing Yu came a bit later. Even two people are guilty; one by one.
"Huang Qi, is it?"
Chen Fan looked at the one-armed Huang Qi with an icy smile. "You wanted to snatch the flame Dao patterns just now, right?"
Huang Qi's expression was grim.
On his left arm, twelve strands of the power of rules permeated, not yet dispersed.
To recover was not that simple.
Moreover, the newly restored arm would need time to be nourished before it could reach the same strength as before in terms of flesh and arm.
Most importantly, the iron rod.
The iron rod could not be lost.
"Hoo."
Huang Qi suppressed the restlessness and unease in his heart and said in a deep voice, "Chen Fan, they are just some ordinary people. Do you really want to oppose the Imperial Palace for the sake of these people?"
"Clang."
His response was a sharp sword light.
What nonsense is he talking?
With one sword, he split heaven and earth.
It struck down in Huang Qi's horrified gaze.
"You dare..." Huang Qi's pupils constricted.
This sword made him feel the aura of death.
His physical body was imprisoned, unable to move.
"Buzz."
The sword light did not falter at all, its killing intent spreading.
As it fell upon Huang Qi, suddenly, a figure appeared before Huang Qi.
A figure whose appearance was unclear raised a hand...
"Crack."
The sword light was crushed in the phantom's hand.
The twelve strands of sword energy were shattered.
That figure, though its appearance was unclear, spoke, "City Lord Chen..."
"Who are you?"
"Huang Tian."
The phantom announced his name.
Unlike Huang Qi, who had to specifically add "Son of the Yellow Emperor" when announcing his name.
Huang Tian had his own pride.
He said in a deep voice, "Although Huang Qi is incompetent, he is, after all, my brother, Huang Tian. If he is to be disciplined, I will discipline him. If he is to be punished, I will punish him..."
Incompetent, this was Huang Tian's evaluation of Huang Qi.
Huang Qi's face turned red. Looking at his brother's phantom, a trace of resentment appeared in his eyes.
Huang Tian continued, "Do not be resentful. My father is the Heavenly Emperor. If one is incompetent, one is unworthy of the Heavenly Emperor's power."
Infighting.
This was the internal struggle among the sons of the Yellow Emperor.
Huang Tian continued, "If you dare to say another word, I will leave immediately and no longer care about your life or death."
Upon hearing this, Huang Qi indeed fell silent.
The resentment in his eyes was hidden from view.
He dared not speak, but the resentment grew even stronger.
"Huang Tian?"
Chen Fan finally spoke. "I heard Little Fire God mention you before. Are you very strong?"
"Very strong."
Huang Tian would not be humble.
Because he was speaking the truth. "Little Fire God and the like cannot withstand three moves from me; they will surely die."
Chen Fan: "..."
That is indeed strong.
Chen Fan himself had to exert considerable effort to defeat the Little Fire God.
"Impressive."
Chen Fan responded calmly and casually grabbed the flame Dao patterns.
Within the Dao patterns, the Little Fire God looked utterly pathetic.
He was too weak, as if he would dissipate with the wind.
Chen Fan smiled. "Little Fire God was unconvinced by me, saying I only dare to bully the weak and not attack people from the Imperial Palace. Tell me, should I kill Huang Qi or Qing Yu today?"
"..."
Huang Tian fell silent.
After a long pause, he finally said, "Kill Huang Qi?"
"Oh?"
Chen Fan raised an eyebrow. "Why not Qing Yu?"
"Qing Yu is stronger than Huang Qi, and Qing Yu is the only beloved daughter of the Green Emperor. My father will not sense it if Huang Qi is killed, and only I, as his elder brother, would take a look."
Huang Tian was stating facts.
The Yellow Emperor and the Green Emperor both had many descendants.
But the Green Emperor had only one daughter, Qing Yu.
And the Yellow Emperor had many sons.
Killing one Huang Qi, given the Yellow Emperor's status, would only be a lamentation of inferior skill.
But Qing Yu was different.
His only beloved daughter, her status was too high.
Chen Fan smiled. "I will kill an Imperial Palace young master today. Hearing you say this, I can only kill Huang Qi."