Chen Fan acted directly.
It was too abrupt.
Chen Fan, who had just been agreeing and fawning, suddenly reached out and grabbed a Seven-Vein Royal.
"Bang."
In his hand, the Seven-Vein Royal's body exploded.
As the blood shattered, the power of rules descended.
The flesh began to disappear, the blood evaporated, and finally, Chen Fan extracted a cup of crystal-clear blood.
"Buzz."
The essence blood vibrated.
It still contained the soul of the deceased Royal Dao expert; he was not yet dead.
He struggled, trying to escape.
Unfortunately, in Chen Fan's hand, his struggles were too weak.
Pop!
The essence blood dripped into the teacup with a crisp sound.
"Ah..."
A piercing scream echoed.
With just one scream, he vanished completely.
A Seven-Vein Royal, dead without a sound.
"Boom."
Only now did the old man in sackcloth react.
He made a move.
A powerful aura surged.
The teacup in the old man's hand shattered with a "bang": "Kill."
No extra words, only one word: kill.
The titled Royals behind the old man in sackcloth attacked instantly.
As soon as they moved, they were like the great sun illuminating the sky.
A great sun appeared, suppressing Chen Fan.
The power of the great sun purified all things.
The power of rules fell upon Chen Fan, wanting to strip his flesh.
Rumble.
The heavens and earth collapsed, and boundless might pressed down on Chen Fan.
The powerful pressure caused those around to retreat step by step.
Everyone present, except for those protected by titled Royals, was repelled by this power.
"Ah..."
Screams echoed.
The flesh of those who retreated instantly melted away.
Many even had their bones melted.
They only stopped melting when they retreated out of the sun's range, and their power converged to reform their bodies.
"Hoo."
Panting sounds rose and fell.
All eyes, when they looked at the great sun, were filled with deep terror.
The great sun, erosion, and stripping.
Was this the power of a titled Royal?
Ten Dao apertures lit up, shocking the entire scene.
"Haha."
The falling great sun did not change Chen Fan's mood at all.
He laughed.
He clenched his fist...
"Boom."
This punch instantly shattered the heavens and earth.
A monstrous death aura spread, and beneath the death aura, the convergence of ten attribute rules.
Ten Dao Fist.
With the Great Dao of Death as the main, and the other nine Great Daos as auxiliary.
The blazing great sun was pierced through with a single punch.
From front to back.
"Wah..."
The titled Royal behind the great sun, his face changed wildly, yet blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
With just one punch, Chen Fan had shattered his Great Dao.
Chi Yu felt a sense of dread.
The next moment...
"Open."
A loud shout shook the heavens and earth.
The entire person transformed into a great sun, burning with fierce flames, as if to burn down the world.
However, what shocked everyone was.
The great sun did not attack but retreated.
"Bang."
The great sun that had been pierced by Chen Fan was shattered by the Ten Dao Fist.
Looking at Chi Yu, he was retreating wildly.
"Trying to escape?"
Chen Fan sneered dismissively.
With the convergence of ten Dao, at the Royal Dao realm, he was absolutely confident in sweeping away anyone.
This was the result of his seven days of closed-door cultivation.
The newly opened Dao had infinite possibilities.
Chen Fan had found it, found the most powerful path.
"Kill."
His figure disappeared.
He reappeared above the great sun.
His black hair fluttered, like black dragons dancing wildly behind his head.
He raised a long sword above his head.
"Take my Ten Dao Sword."
His cold voice made Chi Yu subconsciously look up.
In his sight, the sword light began to magnify.
"Chii."
Chen Fan swung the Heavenly Cloud Sword.
One sword, split the sky.
The blazing great sun had no resistance whatsoever, like tofu, it was cut in half by the Heavenly Cloud Sword.
"Ah..."
A scream echoed, filled with disbelief and a roar of anger: "Impossible, how can you be so strong?"
Both were titled Royals, and both had opened ten Dao apertures.
Yet Chen Fan's strength made Chi Yu despair.
"Waste."
A voice sounded above Chi Yu's head.
Too close.
Chi Yu's pupils contracted, and before his eyes... sword light flashed.
"Puff."
A splash of blood rose.
On Chi Yu's brow, a drop of blood appeared.
Instantly, the scent of blood spread.
"Return."
The power of rules extended to his palm.
Chen Fan reached out and grabbed, and Chi Yu's body fell into his palm.
The next moment, with a "bang," it exploded.
"Refine."
Under the boundless might, three drops of essence blood appeared.
Pop.
The essence blood entered the cup.
"Still not enough."
Looking at the four drops of blood in the cup, Chen Fan shook his head.
At this moment, the crowd finally recovered from the shock of Chi Yu's death.
Their gazes turned to Chen Fan, the previous disdain long gone, replaced by fear.
Twice he had acted, killing two Royal Dao experts, one of whom was a titled Royal.
Too strong, making one despair.
If there was anyone whose expression was the most unsightly, it was Old Gu.
"Bang."
Old Gu crushed the teacup in his hand.
The veins on his forehead bulged.
The anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
"Old Gu?"
Chen Fan smiled at him: "Thank you for your good water."
As he spoke, he raised the teacup.
Chii.
A wisp of hot steam rose.
The essence blood boiled, and the tea leaves slowly melted in the teacup.
Top-grade tea, paired with the essence blood of a titled Royal, this cup of tea was enough to make anyone's eyes turn red.
"What a pity."
Chen Fan sniffed the teacup and sighed, "I don't really like drinking tea."
Saying that...
The teacup flew out of his hand and landed in Long Ling's hand: "Sister, please help me taste it. What does it taste like? If it's good, I'll make more."
His calm tone sent chills through everyone.
"Chen Fan."
Old Gu was on the verge of a complete rage.
This cup of tea was brewed with the blood of two of his Gu family's Royals.
It was a blatant slap in the face.
This kind of humiliation, compared to what she had said to Chen Fan earlier, was nothing.
"Thank you, City Lord."
Long Ling excitedly drank the tea in one gulp.
This cup of tea could almost be called a divine object.
"Boom."
The moment the tea entered her stomach, two Royal Qi symbols appeared on Long Ling's body.
Adding the three Royal Qi symbols she already possessed, almost instantly, Long Ling became a Five-Vein Royal Qi wielder.
Even if two of them were pseudo-Dao, so what?
She would still comprehend what she was meant to comprehend.
If she could originally comprehend nine veins of Royal Qi, plus these two, it would be eleven.
She would be even stronger.
Compared to Chen Fan's generosity, the one pseudo-Dao that Old Gu had promised was even more insignificant.
"Haha."
Long Ling laughed heartily: "Thank you, City Lord, for your generous gift."
Behind her, the eyes of a group of junior disciples were red with envy.
Such a great opportunity had been obtained by their senior sister, who wouldn't be envious?
Chen Fan nodded: "It seems to be effective."
After speaking, he looked at Old Gu again and said, "Thank you, Old Gu, for the tea."
"..."
Old Gu said nothing.
Only his ice-cold eyes carried a strong killing intent.
Killing intent permeated the air, staring fixedly at Chen Fan.
Chen Fan also said nothing, meeting Old Gu's gaze.
Are we going to fight?
I'm waiting for you... Come on, make your move.