"Who are you, exactly?" Zhan's voice was calm yet heavy.
But it instantly made Lord Fanyun's face darken.
A dense killing intent flared in his pupils.
"You're seeking death."
Fanyun was enraged.
Though the anger seemed unreasonable, he was nonetheless furious.
Buzz.
In an instant, clouds churned.
A blood-red tornado tore through the heavens, and heavenly script descended.
He intended to deliver a fatal blow to Zhan.
"Rise."
Chen Fan could not stand by and watch.
That piece of heavenly script was too powerful.
This divine weapon could only be met with a divine weapon.
"Leave the heavenly script to me." Chen Fan's expression was solemn as his body 'boomed' and collided with the heavenly script.
Zhan wasted no words, engaging the blood-red tornado in combat.
The two top-tier existences were actually suppressed by Fanyun's attack.
"So strong."
All eyes were cast in their direction.
Astonished by Lord Fanyun's power, and equally shocked by Chen Fan and Zhan's prowess.
The battle intent of the two surged to the heavens.
Clang.
The demonic blade was unsheathed, Zhan's killing intent soared, and he forcefully clashed with the blood dragon.
Yet, even so, his figure was repeatedly collapsing, the blood dragon... he was no match.
Time and again, it struck him down, tearing his flesh.
Defeat was a foregone conclusion.
On the other side...
"Shatter!"
The battle against the heavenly script was not as fierce as imagined.
But its danger level surpassed the other fight.
"Come out."
At a certain moment, Chen Fan's furious voice echoed at the zenith of the firmament.
With a 'boom', a hazy mist appeared, and six divine weapons converged, merging once more.
But then, something no one expected happened.
The moment the treasure seal appeared, the heavenly script attacking Chen Fan instantly fused with the treasure seal, imprinting itself beneath it.
"Hmm?"
This scene truly stunned everyone.
Indeed, even Chen Fan was bewildered.
"What's going on?"
Furthermore, in the distance... another golden light shot over, transforming into script and imprinting itself beneath the treasure seal?
"Returning?"
From behind, the Lord of Order pursued relentlessly.
That treasure seal belonged to him.
"You were indeed watching from the side," Zhan's voice was cold.
The Lord of Order, how to put it, was not a good person.
He would do and help things that benefited him, but more often than not, he preferred to hide in the shadows and strike from behind.
Boom!
The second golden script was imprinted beneath the treasure seal.
In an instant, Chen Fan seemed to understand the meaning of these two scripts.
"Yu," (Belonging to)
"Tian." (Heaven)
His gaze suddenly flickered towards Old Demon Chu, then he withdrew it.
"Return my things." The Lord of Order's face was ashen with fury.
He had been happily watching from the side, only to be caught up in such a massive entanglement.
He could abandon the Order Heavenly Strategy, but he absolutely could not abandon the heavenly script.
That piece of heavenly script was his greatest trump card.
Who would have thought it would be gone for no reason.
"Kill."
Lord Fanyun went completely mad.
He had lost the heavenly script. This... was unforgivable.
Boom!
The Nine Heavens Cloud Sea descended.
Killing intent unparalleled, shaking heaven and earth.
Chen Fan lightly raised the treasure seal, meeting the falling cloud dragon.
With a 'bang', the attack, imbued with Lord Fanyun's boundless power, shattered.
Effortlessly.
"Join forces."
Fanyun, his eyes bloodshot, looked at the Lord of Order: "What are you waiting for?"
"..."
The Lord of Order did not respond immediately.
His eyes were fixed on Chen Fan, and he said sternly, "Return the heavenly script that belongs to me, otherwise... I will kill you today, Fanyun."
He did not particularly wish to be Chen Fan's enemy.
He was still counting on Chen Fan to be his pawn, to ascend to the Upper Nine Heavens.
If possible, there was still a basis for cooperation between them.
But Chen Fan chuckled and said softly, "Impossible."
How could he return something he had already obtained?
Especially something that was most important to him.
Upon hearing this, the calmness in the Lord of Order's eyes could no longer be concealed: "Chen Fan, you have not come this far easily. Do you truly wish to die like this?"
All eyes converged.
"Heh."
Chen Fan's lips curled upwards: "You can try."
Though his tone was calm, it was filled with utter disdain.
Yes, disdain.
The Lord of Order sensed it.
"Join forces."
The Lord of Order finally made his decision.
No matter what, he had to retrieve the heavenly script.
"Kill."
The two top-tier existences moved like thunder.
"I'll help you block the Order," Zhan's expression was more grave than ever before.
These two were both stronger than him.
"No need."
Unexpectedly, Chen Fan refused his help.
He chuckled: "The Lord of Order before me is merely a 'tu ji wa gou' (a metaphor for someone easily defeated). I usually don't have time to bother with him. Since he's come to me willingly, he's not leaving."
His calm tone made Zhan momentarily stunned.
The Lord of Order laughed heartily: "Kid, do you really think reaching the Ninth Rank makes you my match? Arrogant.
Since that is the case, I will let you witness what a wielder of a Nine-Segment Dao Spirit is."
Boom!
Enraged, the Lord of Order unleashed a deadly strike.
An incredibly ferocious Order Dao Spirit appeared, formed from the convergence of myriad daos. Its aura, as it spread, shook the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
Powerful existences, one after another, cast their gazes from beyond the heavens.
"Heh."
Alas, such immense pressure only elicited Chen Fan's indifferent chuckle, and he shook his head: "You still don't understand."
He didn't say what they didn't understand.
Because he would provide the answer next.
"Snap."
The sound of a finger snap.
What Chen Fan did was merely snap his fingers lightly.
Yet, the faint sound of the finger snap caused the Great Dao within the Lord of Order to instantly collapse.
The Yin and Yang, the life and death, the dual extremes of Dao, inexplicably crumbled beyond his control.
Even the origin of the Dao was disintegrating.
"What's going on?" The Order was terrified.
He desperately tried to control the disintegration of the origin of the Great Dao within him.
But it was useless.
The collapse was irreversible.
The Dao of Yin and Yang, the Dao of Life and Death, were all beyond his control.
"You..."
The Lord of Order was terrified, his gaze fixed on Chen Fan: "What did you do to me?"
Chen Fan looked calmly at the Lord of Order and chuckled: "You inherited this City Lord's power, yet you intend to be my enemy. Do you think... that's possible?"
"What?"
This statement immediately caused an upheaval in the Lord of Order's heart.
His dual extremes of Dao were found in a ruin.
So was the power of Order.
That ruin was the key to his current achievements.
"You..."
A tumultuous shock surged through the Lord of Order's heart.
He did not want to believe Chen Fan's words, yet he had to.
Because his Great Dao was no longer under his control.
The Order of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands was built upon Yin and Yang, life and death.
All of this was crumbling.
With just a snap of his fingers.
"You..."
The Lord of Order cried out in horror: "Who exactly are you?"
"Chen Fan."
His voice was calm and indifferent: "The Lord of Sword City, Chen Fan."