Prefect Li's expression was extremely grim.
Since he had become famous, even the Hall Master of the Dark Martial Hall treated him with respect. When had he ever suffered such contempt?
Boom!
A powerful and unparalleled force erupted from Prefect Li's body. His martial qi was like strands of steel-forged dragons and snakes, flowing with incredible might.
He thrust out a palm, and the wind howled, the air ahead continuously exploding.
The formidable power transformed into a giant palm, two meters in radius, and slammed down towards Ling Fan.
Ling Fan's expression was calm, as if the fierce palm strike did not exist.
With a gentle flick of his finger.
The dark green Hunyuan True Qi shot out like a sharp arrow, easily piercing through the giant palm.
Moreover, the dark green Hunyuan True Qi possessed terrifying assimilation and plundering power. The palm formed by martial qi began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye…
The Hunyuan True Qi faintly let out a sound of joyful exultation, as if it had let out a satisfied burp.
It then circled back and returned to Ling Fan's hand, coiling around his arm like a mischievous little snake.
Ling Fan effortlessly dissolved Prefect Li's offensive, his face as calm as ever, showing no signs of joy or pride.
It was as if this was all to be expected.
Even before he arrived in Tianchu City.
His cultivation power was already comparable to that of a Heavenly Origin Realm martial arts grandmaster.
Now that he had cultivated the Hunyuan Yi Qi Gong, his Five Elements True Qi had further transformed into the even more potent Hunyuan True Qi.
In terms of quality, it had long surpassed martial qi. Even compared to the Heavenly Origin Power of a martial arts grandmaster, it was even superior.
The attacks of mere Li Hupei were as insignificant as child's play in his eyes, utterly incapable of resisting.
However, what he considered a casual strike.
Had shocked everyone present.
They stared blankly at the dissipating qi palm print, then at the strange, dark green true qi on Ling Fan's arm that seemed alive, their shock reaching an extreme.
Ling Fan's strength was even more formidable than they had imagined!
Prefect Li no longer dared to underestimate him.
"Join forces!"
He roared at the other five prefects above.
Without him needing to say more, the other five prefects of the Dark Martial Hall were already prepared to act.
The five of them descended onto the battle stage with a roar.
The six of them formed a circle, surrounding Ling Fan.
"Attack!"
The combined might of the six prefects was truly astonishing. Six powerful martial qi surges, like six agile and mighty flood dragons, fiercely tore towards Ling Fan.
"This kid should finally be unable to withstand this!"
Bai Hao, Su Long, and the others in the corner.
Ji Xian, Ji Tianzong, Ji De, and others in the VIP seats were all staring intently.
They were silently praying for Ling Fan to be quickly annihilated.
Meanwhile, Hua Yue, Liu Han, Ji Yan, and the others had their hearts in their throats, sweating for Ling Fan.
Boom!
The six forces exploded like a raging sea, the turbulent energy fluctuations sweeping in all directions, completely engulfing Ling Fan's figure.
The six prefects couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The observing powerhouses, however, shook their heads in silent disapproval. This young man was too arrogant!
No matter how strong he was, trying to face six prefects alone was like throwing an egg against a rock.
Seeing this, Young Master Mo Xie couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Zhang Liuming quickly chimed in with a smile.
Ji Xian, Ji Tianzong, and Ji De's eyes gleamed with satisfaction.
This brat dared to refuse them spiritual weapons.
And even dared to tell them to scram.
He deserved to die!
In the corner of the spectator stands of the gambling arena.
Hua Yue couldn't help but let out a gasp of surprise.
Beside her, Bai Hao, Su Long, and the others clapped and cheered.
However, in the next moment.
A figure slowly emerged from the terrifying storm of power.
The rampant forces raged around him, yet they could not harm him in the slightest.
Who else could it be but Ling Fan!
At this moment.
Everyone's eyes widened in horror, leaving them dumbfounded.
The smiles on the faces of Young Master Mo Xie, Zhang Liuming, Ji Xian, Bai Hao, and the others froze, their expressions more unsightly than they could possibly be…
"You six joining forces, and this is all you've got? You've truly disappointed me."
Ling Fan shook his head indifferently.
With a flick of his finger.
The dark green Hunyuan True Qi on his arm let out an excited tremor and shot out.
Whoosh!
After one breath.
Prefect Liu Yongqi, who was in charge of the Beast Taming Hall of the Dark Martial Hall, had his spiritual weapon explode, his protective qi shattered, and he was pierced through the forehead by a black light that moved with extreme speed.
The first prefect.
Dead.
After the second breath.
The most mysterious prefect in charge of the Assassin Hall of the Dark Martial Hall, before he could completely conceal his figure, his head flew high into the air.
His eyes still held a look of extreme terror…
In the third breath, the prefect in charge of the mercenary legions died.
After the fourth breath, the alluring and charming female prefect in charge of the Misty Willow Pavilion died.
The fifth breath…
In the sixth breath, Li Hupei was engulfed by the Hunyuan True Qi, his body suddenly exploding into pieces.
In the end, only the Hunyuan True Qi remained, plundering the vast martial qi from the six individuals and returning to Ling Fan's body with excitement.
At that moment.
The tens of thousands of powerhouses from the underworld of Tianchu Province in the entire gambling arena were all struck with terror!
The entire venue fell silent, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
They were dead.
All of them were dead.
The six great prefects of the Dark Martial Hall.
The six pillars of the Dark Martial Hall!
Today, they were casually slain before thousands of people by a gray-haired youth, no older than seventeen or eighteen, whose origins were unknown.
Everyone was shocked into numbness.
They were unable to speak.
They felt their very souls tremble.
Their gaze towards Ling Fan was like looking at a terrifying, boundless demon.
In the corner of the spectator stands.
Hua Yue covered her small mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with an unshakeable shock.
Beside her, Bai Hao, Su Long, and the others trembled all over from fear…
Those were the six prefects of the Dark Martial Hall, yet before Ling Fan, they were like six pigs and dogs, utterly incapable of fighting back…
Was he even human!
In the VIP seats.
Liu Han was stunned. As the deputy prefect of the underground trading market, second only to the prefects, he knew the strength of those prefects better than anyone…
Yet, in just a few breaths, they were all dead!
No wonder Master Ling had been so calm from beginning to end.
It turned out his strength was so formidable.
Even a true Heavenly Origin Realm martial arts grandmaster would likely be no more than this.
…
The Ji family members, Ji Xian, Ji Tianzong, and Ji De, were dumbfounded.
Their teacups had fallen to the ground earlier and shattered into pieces.
Below the battle stage.
Ji Yan gazed blankly at Ling Fan's tall and elegant figure on the battle stage, a surreal feeling of dreaming washing over her.
At this moment, she couldn't help but recall Ling Fan's words.
“… You, with your mortal eyes, how could you know my methods!”
Yes.
She had been completely unaware of Ling Fan's power.
And she had even blamed Ling Fan, thinking he had ruined her plans.
She couldn't help but feel extreme shame.
Everyone's emotions were complex and varied.
Meanwhile, on the high presiding stage, Young Master Mo Xie and Zhang Liuming.
Their faces were ashen, as if they had lost their parents, looking extremely grim.
Especially Young Master Mo Xie, who could no longer sit still. He shot up from his seat, his hands gripping the railing in front of him so tightly that the railing was almost twisted and deformed.