"Heh, not convinced? Come and hit me! This young master is standing right here for you to hit, do you dare! If you don't, then scram!"
Luo Yun kicked Wei Bin away.
"Ling, this demonic corpse is too dangerous for you to handle. This young sect master is now taking this demonic corpse back to the Heavenly Luo Sect. If you know what's good for you, hand over the demonic corpse quickly and don't force me to act!"
Luo Yun glared at Ling Fan aggressively and said.
"I even decapitated the Demon Emperor, and you say I can't handle its corpse? Are you truly blind, or truly stupid? Or just plain malicious? Get lost!"
Ling Fan glanced at Luo Yun and said dismissively.
"You!"
Luo Yun was furious.
This brat actually dared to tell him to get lost?
Who gave him the guts!
"Good for you, brat. This young sect master kindly advised you, but you didn't listen. Then don't blame me for being impolite!"
Luo Yun arrogantly pointed at Ling Fan and said.
However, Ling Fan didn't even spare Luo Yun a proper glance, completely ignoring his threat.
This infuriated Luo Yun to no end.
"I'll warn you one last time. If you don't hand over this demonic corpse to me, then prepare for my father to bring the powerful experts of the Heavenly Luo Sect to exterminate your entire clan!"
Luo Yun threatened, jumping up and down.
"Hmph, truly foolish! Young Master Ling has already镇杀了 (zhen sha le - suppressed and killed) a quasi-saint level Demon Emperor. You say your father is only at the peak of the Golden Core realm, does he use his head to deal with Young Master Ling! If you stupid idiot don't scram, Young Master Ling disdains to deal with trash like you, I'll do it on his behalf!"
A young expert from the Demon Suppressing Clan said dismissively.
Upon hearing this, Luo Yun immediately chuckled coldly:
"Heh, don't think this young sect master doesn't know that he can't deal with a quasi-saint at all. His strength is at most enough to deal with someone in the middle stage of the Golden Core realm. The reason the Demon Emperor was decapitated was firstly because the Demon Emperor's own strength had problems, his power had severely declined, and secondly, that sword was very effective against the Demon Emperor. If it weren't for these two points, what the hell could he have done to kill the Demon Emperor!"
The experts from the Demon Suppressing Clan fell silent.
They had to admit that Luo Yun's words had some merit.
Ling Fan's ability to decapitate the Demon Emperor did indeed involve many strategic elements and luck.
Ling Fan's own strength was indeed insufficient to contend with a quasi-saint.
Let alone a quasi-saint.
It was estimated that dealing with a martial expert in the late stage of the Golden Core realm would be extremely difficult.
This was also the confidence Luo Yun had in jumping out to snatch Ling Fan's victory spoils.
He was precisely calculating that Ling Fan could deal with the Demon Emperor, but not with their Heavenly Luo Sect!
Luo Yun crossed his arms, appearing extremely smug, with a look that he had Ling Fan cornered.
"Well, have you considered it! Hand over the demonic corpse to me obediently, and perhaps I can spare your life. Otherwise, for daring to defy this young sect master before, I can sentence you to death!"
However, before Luo Yun could even finish speaking.
A hint of impatience appeared on Ling Fan's face.
*Slap!*
A palm strike was sent out from a distance.
Luo Yun's face was half swollen and bruised. He was sent flying headfirst, landing face-first in the dirt, and couldn't get up for a long time.
Damn it!
All the experts from the Heavenly Luo Sect were stunned.
Their young sect master had been slapped in the face.
This brat was in big trouble!
"You! You dare to hit me!"
Luo Yun covered his face in disbelief, completely stunned by the blow.
His mind buzzed as if a grand Buddhist ritual was being performed!
"You brat are dead. Since childhood, no one has ever dared to hit me, not a single person! Just you wait, my father is Luo Gang! The Sect Master of the Heavenly Luo Sect, Luo Gang! I will definitely have my father exterminate your nine generations of relatives, wipe out your clan, and kill your entire family!!"
Luo Yun recovered his senses, his eyes filled with viciousness, and he yelled through gritted teeth.
"Noisy."
Ling Fan said indifferently.
He flicked his sleeve.
*Bang!*
Luo Yun's curses were instantly stuck in his throat.
He never had a chance to speak them again.
His entire body exploded into a mist of blood, splattering the Heavenly Luo Sect experts with bloodstains.
This time, the experts from the Heavenly Luo Sect, as well as those from the two regions who had come to take advantage, were completely terrified.
They were all stunned, their mouths agape!
Their bodies trembled uncontrollably with fear.
My goodness.
Their young sect master was dead.
Killed by this brat with a single palm strike!
This brat was truly audacious.
Was he not afraid of the Heavenly Luo Sect pursuing him to the ends of the earth?
"How dare you kill our young sect master! Do you know you've poked a hole in the sky? Our sect master will definitely not let you go!"
An elder of the Heavenly Luo Sect at the peak of the Condensation Core realm said with a trembling voice.
"What nonsense. He's just a piece of trash, killing him is killing him. If your Heavenly Luo Sect is not satisfied, feel free to come find me. I don't mind eradicating your Heavenly Luo Sect as well."
Ling Fan said dismissively.
"You!"
That Heavenly Luo Sect elder was so angry he almost couldn't catch his breath.
Before he could say anything else, Ling Fan became completely impatient.
With a backhand palm strike, the terrifying Myriad Transformation Spiritual Energy instantly transformed into a terrifying storm, blasting the Heavenly Luo Sect elder at the peak of the Condensation Core realm into pieces mid-air!
He reached out and grabbed.
A powerful Nascent Soul, close to perfection, was taken by Ling Fan and put away.
After all, he had to bring something back for the toad.
Otherwise, if the toad worked for nothing, this guy would definitely complain endlessly in Ling Fan's ear.
This move completely terrified the experts of the Heavenly Luo Sect and the Condensation Core realm experts from the two regions into silence.
No need to attack them.
They all fled in disarray.
They couldn't be more eager to escape!
They only wished their parents had given them two more legs, so they could run faster.
"Wait!"
Ling Fan said faintly.
Those experts froze in place.
Neither daring to flee nor to stay.
"Does Young Master Ling have any other instructions?"
Those experts were so scared they were almost crying.
Did Ling Fan intend to kill them all?
"Hand over all your storage bags, especially the Myriad Spirit Grass. Anyone who dares to conceal and take even a single stalk, consider the consequences."
As Ling Fan's voice fell, a flicker of hesitation and heartache flashed in the eyes of these experts.
They were somewhat reluctant to hand over their storage spiritual artifacts.
After all, this was their entire fortune.
And it also contained all the resources they had plundered in the Myriad Burial Demonic Abyss during this period.
Ling Fan wanting to take all their wealth was like taking half their lives!
However, with the threat of death hanging over them, they eventually obediently handed over all their storage spiritual artifacts. Various storage spiritual artifacts shot towards Ling Fan, and were all collected by him.
"Young Master Ling, do you... do you have no other instructions? Can we... can we leave now?"
Ling Fan nodded faintly.
These experts felt as if they had received a great pardon and fled like lightning.
Wang Meng's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness. Looking at the retreating backs of these experts, he said to Ling Fan, "Young Master Ling, letting them leave like this, won't it leave any hidden dangers? I think it would be much better to kill them all to silence them, so that the Heavenly Luo Sect doesn't come looking for us too quickly."
Ling Fan looked at Wang Meng with some surprise.
This Wang Meng, who was loyal to his own people and ruthless towards his enemies, had some of the demeanor of a powerful figure.