Super War God in the City

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Bystanders who had abruptly come to their senses were also uniformly casting their gazes towards Ling Fan, where they saw Ruan Wei Mao's Divine Skills rip through the sky and the earth.

The surrounding buildings and rocks, anything caught up in it, turned into nepheline, collapsing and scattering to ashes, worthy of the name Gale Splitting the Sky!

Yet, such an overwhelming onslaught of storm was crumbling and disintegrating layer by layer beneath the giant sword in Ling Fan's hands.

Ling Fan exerted the power of the Tianxuan Sword in his hand to its utmost, while at the same time, a stream of Exotic Fire was poured into the blade.

Earlier, he had learned from the Holy Princess that the Tianxuan Sword was a peerless Divine Weapon and would not be harmed by Exotic Fire, which is why he dared to do so.

No matter how wild Ruan Wei Mao's Divine Power of the storm raged, it only fell apart when facing the dual boost of the Tianxuan Sword and the Exotic Fire.

Ruan Wei Mao, being at the Half-step Divine Realm, had never seen such a scene before, thinking that dealing with an insignificant nobody was a mere grab away.

But he had never imagined that such a scene would unfold before his eyes, it was utterly dogshit, instantly scaring him out of his wits!

However, Ling Fan's attack would not give him the slightest chance for hesitation, as the Tianxuan Sword slashed through the air, like a supremely sharp blade, slicing through the raging storm with a single stroke.

Ruan Wei Mao's eyes bulged in panic, frantically waving his weapon in defense.

"Swish!"

Like a knife through tofu, Ling Fan's Tianxuan Sword, wrapped in Exotic Fire, cut through his opponent's weapon, flashing down across his forehead.

The devouring Exotic Fire immediately smeared onto his body, following the trail of blood on his forehead and instantly enveloping his entire body. In the next moment, like a low-rank Blood Clan member standing in sunlight, his body instantly turned to fly ash and vanished without a trace.

"Hiss~"

The scene before their eyes completely shattered the onlookers' composure, drawing a sharp intake of breath and a significant tremor to their hearts and minds!

The sudden death of Dong Yanghua had already shaken everyone's Divine Soul, and now even the Half-step Divine Realm Ruan Wei Mao had died without leaving even the smallest remnant, how could they possibly accept this?

Especially since Ruan Wei Mao died at the hands of Ling Fan. If one were to say that Lan Xingyuan possessed the ease to kill Dong Yanghua due to his breakthrough into the God Realm, that could still be understood!

But the idea that someone from the Half-step Divine Realm was instantly killed by someone from the Wuxuan Realm was completely absurd.

"Bang!"

Immediately, a disciple of Zhu Rong Peak unable to accept reality, collapsed to the ground, passing out.

The disciples of the Zhu Rong Lineage all felt icy cold, as if they had plunged into an ice cave.

The Ascetic Practitioner Elder Canye stood with his mouth slightly open and his breath caught, his face a mixture of shock and dumbfoundedness, feeling as if he were in a dream.

"What... what happened?" Jia Qingsheng muttered to himself in disbelief, his thoughts in a haze.

The coup d'état that was supposed to be foolproof had crumbled into pieces at the last moment, everything had turned into nothing more than illusory reflections in a mirror and fleeting shadows in a dream.

Here, those most devastated were the core members of the Zhu Rong Lineage. Following the deaths of Dong Yanghua and Ruan Wei Mao, without any surprise, the same fate would likely befall them.

Liang Cheng'en and the others became ashen-faced, standing still on the spot, not daring to move rashly.

"Thump~"

Dong Tianyi collapsed to the ground, overcome with weakness. His dream of becoming the Saint Heir was shattered; even his survival was uncertain!

"So... so powerful?" Jia Qian muttered tremulously.

"I misjudged, misjudged..." Wei Yuanjie mumbled, trembling as he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Those nearby were equally pale-faced, thinking back on their earlier behavior and actions, they felt utterly ashamed and wished they could burrow into a hole and hide!

Right now, the one with the most mixed emotions was Yu Yongchang. Thinking back to the exchange with Ling Fan the day before, it seemed that Ling Fan had actually shown mercy then.

"Whoosh~"

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Yesterday turned out to be a narrow escape from death. This young man has concealed his strength so well, possessing the ability to kill a Half-step Divine Realm opponent in an instant—terrifyingly formidable!" Yu Yongchang muttered to himself, trembling inwardly.

Feng Xiaobai's eyes gleamed as he talked to himself, "This...the boss is way too strong, it looks like I'm the one slowing us down!"

Elder Wulei, who had been worried, was instantly stupefied by the scene unfolding before him.

"To have such tremendous strength at such a young age, who exactly is this guy?" Wulei wondered, his heart filled with shock.

Lan Zihan wept with joy; all the accusations and humiliations were released in this moment.

She hadn't misjudged the person, nor bet wrong—Ling Fan was indeed strong, stronger than she could have ever anticipated.

"Shameful, it is utterly shameful. All of this turned out to be a strategy of deceit by the Sect Hierarch and the Holy Princess, and we all fell for it!" Immediately, the disciples from the Wushen Lineage who had previously blamed Lan Zihan muttered in embarrassment.

"Hiss—

I see now, it was the Sect Hierarch's breakthrough to the God Realm. He pretended to have a hidden illness on purpose, and even sought such an exceptionally strong ally. It was all to lure the enemy into rebelling and thereby cleanse the sect!" Another disciple speculated wildly, suddenly understanding the crucial point.

Little did these people know that Lan Xingyuan's breakthrough to the God Realm had just happened, and it was with the help of Ling Fan.

Although Lan Xingyuan had a hidden illness, years of arduous cultivation meant that both the quality and quantity of his True Yuan had long reached the threshold for a breakthrough. It was only because of damaged meridians that he was hindered from taking the last step.

After Ling Fan had healed his meridians, he casually lent a hand, guiding the True Yuan in his body to surge towards the God Realm threshold.

However, whether the crowd knew the insider details no longer mattered—they had already deduced the cause and effect of the events.

It was the Sect Hierarch's design; by inviting the traitors to show their last fangs, he took the opportunity to cleanse the sect and reunify the Witchcraft Sect. In everyone's eyes, the Sect Hierarch was truly a paragon of wisdom and courage.

"We feel ashamed, completely fooled, while the Sect Hierarch had everything perfectly within his grasp all along!" Wei Xuewen expressed, shamed.

"Shameful, truly shameful. Who would have thought that the Sect Hierarch had such a terrifyingly powerful ally in the outside world? With such support, who would dare to oppose?" Huang Yutang exclaimed with excitement.

These words immediately caused people like Jia Qingsheng to be filled with utter hopelessness, devoid of any lingering thought of resistance.

Even Elder Canye, who stood at the side, fell silent as a cicada in winter. Although he thought highly of his own strength having touched upon the threshold of the God Realm, he knew he was definitely no match for Lan Xingyuan, who had already entered the God Realm.

At that moment, he was pondering strategies, trying to figure out how to extricate himself and stay out of the ensuing chaos.

Lan Xingyuan looked at Ling Fan nonchalantly sheathing the weapon in his hand as if nothing had happened, and couldn't help but take a sharp inhale.

He had planned for every contingency but had never anticipated that Ling Fan would kill Ruan Wei Mao without any hesitation.

The main thing was, he hadn't expected Ling Fan to have the capability to do so. As for Ruan Wei Mao, he had always been two-faced. Now that he had openly rebelled, his death was not worth lamenting.

For some reason, the more he knew about this young man, the less he understood him, as if facing an abyss.

He even had an inexplicable premonition that, although he had stepped into the God Realm, if it came down to a life-and-death fight, he might not even be able to defeat this youngster.

"Hiss—

So powerful, this youth; he is not in the God Realm, yet he is more formidable than one. Terrifying, truly terrifying!" Lan Xingyuan inhaled deeply, immediately suppressing the tumultuous thoughts in his heart.

Then, turning his head, his cold gaze swept over Jia Qingsheng and the others before finally resting on Elder Canye.

Suddenly, he shouted with a stern voice, "All those who conspire to rebel, step forward!"

With a thunderous yell, resonating like rumbling thunder, the Zhu Rong Lineage's people trembled, their faces drained of blood.

"The Sect Hierarch's divine might, executing traitorous conspirators to cleanse the sect and revitalize the Witchcraft Sect!" Some onlookers from the Wushen Lineage immediately shouted with uplifted spirits.

Soon after, the crowd became incensed, and the voices of the entire Wushen Lineage roared out like mighty waves, sweeping over the back mountain.

All the pent-up feelings were released and vented freely in this moment.

The people of the Zhu Rong Lineage, from top to bottom, were silenced, every one of them displaying the despairing look of someone who had fallen into an abyss!