Everyone was shocked by the immense destructive power generated by the Grandmaster's single strike.
That high platform was entirely constructed from a rare, hard stone that even blades and swords could not damage.
Normally, Young Master Mo Xie enjoyed sitting on this high platform, pointing at the mountains and rivers, looking down upon all the strong individuals, which brought him an unparalleled sense of superiority.
A peak Xuan Gang realm expert had once tried to hack at this stone with full force using a mid-grade Yellow tier spiritual weapon.
The result was that the stone remained unaffected, but the Yellow tier spiritual weapon suffered a massive gash and was almost rendered useless.
Such an indestructible stone platform, yet now it was easily shattered by a palm strike from the Dark Martial Hall Master. What terrifying power was this?
Everyone trembled in shock.
Their eyes revealed boundless reverence.
This was the martial arts Grandmaster of the Tian Yuan realm!
Seeing the Grandmaster's might and Ling Fan being forced to retreat in a rather disheveled manner, Bai Hao, Su Long, and the others were filled with excitement.
Meanwhile, Hua Yue quietly clenched her fist.
On the other side, Liu Han, Ji Hong, and Ji Yan also couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for Ling Fan.
The Grandmaster was too strong!
Could Master Ling truly contend against a martial arts Grandmaster?
Everyone stared intently at the unfolding battle.
The initial strike failed.
The Dark Martial Hall Master was not in a hurry, like a cat playing with a mouse, his gaze filled with mockery and coldness as he looked at Ling Fan.
"Let's see where you can escape!"
The Dark Martial Hall Master casually struck again, and a massive hand of Tian Yuan force condensed once more, flowing with an invincible and terrifying radiance, truly like the claw of a divine demon, reaching out to seize Ling Fan.
Ling Fan lightly touched the falling debris and gracefully retreated, landing on a spectator stand.
The divine demon-like claw of Tian Yuan force missed its target and fiercely lunged towards Ling Fan again.
It was as if a terrifying demonic beast was herding and toying with its prey.
Boom!
The colossal claw moved too quickly. This time, before Ling Fan could even dodge, he was struck squarely on the spectator stand.
With a thunderous roar.
Half of that spectator stand instantly collapsed, and countless dust and smoke billowed up.
The entire dueling arena shook three times from the impact.
The surrounding spectators were violently thrown outwards.
Suddenly, chaos erupted in the dueling arena.
Everyone's eyelids twitched violently.
That palm strike from the Dark Martial Hall Master was like an ancient primordial dragon swinging its claw.
Let alone mortal flesh and blood, even a body of steel would surely be shattered into pieces.
That arrogant, overbearing grey-haired youth who didn't even regard Grandmasters with respect was likely in dire straits.
Perhaps not even a complete corpse would remain.
Everyone couldn't help but sigh.
A Grandmaster is a Grandmaster.
They were simply not on the same level as martial artists below the Grandmaster realm.
How could the dignity of a Grandmaster be challenged?
No matter how astonishing or monstrous that youth was, he ultimately could not overcome this chasm.
"Hall Master is mighty!"
The experts from the Dark Martial Hall who had accompanied him cheered ecstatically, their spirits soaring.
"Mr. Ling..."
Hua Yue's beautiful eyes quivered intensely, her heart feeling as if it were being fiercely gripped.
Beside her, Bai Hao, Su Long, and the others' eyes revealed a look of intense satisfaction.
"Master Ling!"
Seeing Ling Fan being struck, Liu Han was instantly startled, cold sweat breaking out all over him.
Ji Hong, standing beside him, instinctively tensed his body, his combat instincts flaring, wanting to rescue Ling Fan.
However, Ji Yan, standing next to him, held him back firmly.
Just as Ji Hong was about to break free.
Suddenly, a figure slowly emerged from the collapsed ruins.
The moment they saw this figure.
The cheering experts of the Dark Martial Hall fell silent, their smiles frozen on their faces, looking utterly incredulous.
The other powerhouses from the underground world also widened their eyes in horror, their jaws nearly dropping.
Hua Yue's tightly clenched fist suddenly loosened, and a weight in her heart quietly settled.
Mr. Ling was unharmed!
Bai Hao, Su Long, and the others exchanged glances, unable to believe their own eyes.
That was a Grandmaster's strike that could even topple a stone peak with a single palm!
Ling Fan had taken a direct hit from that strike and walked out as if nothing had happened. Was this guy's body made of indestructible diamond?
On the other side.
Liu Han and Ji Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Ji Hong also calmed down, his fierce gaze receding.
Nine Zhangs in the sky.
The Dark Martial Hall Master floated in the air, his eyes rippling slightly, squinting as he looked down at Ling Fan.
"Well done, you brat. I underestimated you! To be able to withstand a Grandmaster's strike from me and not die, no wonder my six protectors combined were no match for you. You do have some skill."
"However, if you think this is enough to challenge a martial arts Grandmaster, you are truly overestimating yourself. The might of a Grandmaster, how can it be measured by a mere child like you!"
The Dark Martial Hall Master looked down at Ling Fan beneath him, his tone suddenly turning cold, and he spoke with arrogant pride, his hands behind his back.
"Oh?"
Ling Fan chuckled lightly and said calmly, "You, a mere peak early-stage Tian Yuan realm, who hasn't even reached the mid-stage Tian Yuan realm, dare to boast about the might of a Grandmaster in front of me? Aren't you afraid of being laughed to death?"
"Slaying you is no harder than slaying a mangy old dog that barks incessantly!"
Upon Ling Fan's words.
The entire arena erupted in an uproar. Everyone stared at Ling Fan, dumbfounded, almost unable to believe their ears.
Too arrogant!
He was simply outrageously arrogant.
He actually claimed that slaying the Dark Martial Hall Master was easier than killing an old dog.
This was showing no regard whatsoever for the Dark Martial Hall Master, a dignified martial arts Grandmaster of the Tian Yuan realm.
"Damn little thief, how dare you speak such blasphemy before our Hall Master! It is truly unforgivable!"
"Hall Master, please quickly slay this villain and avenge our six protectors and Young Master Mo Xie."
The experts of the Dark Martial Hall roared in unison.
The Dark Martial Hall Master had long suppressed his killing intent. His sinister and cunning old face was now covered in frost, gnashing his teeth as if he were an ancient demon grinding its teeth and lapping blood.
Boom!
The Dark Martial Hall Master's ten fingers pointed rapidly, and countless dense black light spots, like ink, shot out from his body.
Low-grade Xuan tier martial skill.
Dark Demonic Blood Rain!
Each drop of black ink was condensed from the Tian Yuan force that the Dark Martial Hall Master had cultivated painstakingly for decades, far superior to the thin Tian Yuan force he casually seized from heaven and earth.
Each black light was sufficient to pierce through a quasi-Tian Yuan realm expert.
Such a torrential downpour of black light spots, when gathered, was enough to kill a newly entered Tian Yuan realm martial arts Grandmaster like Li Yuanzheng.
Even Grandmaster experts of the same early-stage Tian Yuan realm could only temporarily retreat.
Under everyone's shocked gaze, the unleashed endless black light spots had already reached Ling Fan.
The Dark Martial Hall Master was getting serious!
Could this Ling Qingyun still withstand this strike?
Everyone held their breath.
Ling Fan slightly raised his gaze, his eyes calm, as if he hadn't seen the fatal black light spots.
He simply extended his hand and flicked it gently.
As if welcoming the spring breeze and rain, he collected all the black light spots into his sleeve.
This was a minor divine ability Ling Fan had enjoyed practicing most when he cultivated to the Condensing Core realm in his past life: Sleeve Universe!
Using it now against a mere peak early-stage Tian Yuan realm expert was as easy as lifting a hand, requiring no effort.
"What!"
"How could this be!"
"Damn... I don't understand how he resolved the Dark Martial Hall Master's attack."
Everyone's eyeballs were about to pop out. Just moments ago, it seemed Ling Fan was about to be riddled with holes by the Dark Martial Hall Master, but then Ling Fan merely flicked his sleeve and confiscated the Dark Martial Hall Master's martial skill attack. This was too unbelievable!
"How is this possible!"
Even the Dark Martial Hall Master's expression slightly changed at this moment.
He knew best how powerful his Dark Demonic Blood Rain was. He had once used this move to kill an underground world expert who had just entered the Tian Yuan realm.
After that battle, the Dark Martial Hall Master became the undisputed emperor of the underground world in Tian Chu Province, with no one daring to challenge his authority.
Yet today, his invincible martial skill had failed.
Could this kid's sleeves actually be Xuan tier spiritual weapons?
But looking at them, they were clearly just ordinary coarse cloth clothes, with nothing special about them.
"Are you watering flowers? There's no force at all. If this is what you call Grandmaster might, then you've truly disappointed me."
Ling Fan shook his head and whispered.
This nearly made the Dark Martial Hall Master explode with anger.
"Brat, how dare you be so presumptuous!"
The Dark Martial Hall Master roared.
His aura continuously climbed, and terrifying Tian Yuan force surged around him like a stormy sea.
In an instant, the entire dueling arena was enveloped by Tian Yuan force, and the heavens and earth suddenly darkened.
It was supposed to be noon.
But the light suddenly vanished, as dark as midnight.
Terrifying shadows, like the densest darkness condensed, emerged from all directions of the darkness, exuding an extremely evil aura as they converged towards Ling Fan.
Low-grade Xuan tier martial skill.
Dark Demonic Night Walk!