439: C439 Sweeping

C439 Sweeping

After forcing the tiger-headed man back with a punch, Yang Fan walked straight to the Immortal Ascension Stage.

However, he was stopped by the power of the experts that surrounded him.

"The Immortal Ascension Stage must become the strongest expert of the twelve tribes." Yang Fan sighed. He had to make a move. He felt that he was definitely the strongest here.

However, the other big guys didn't think so.

The other ten tribes did not stop Yang Fan when they saw him walking toward the Immortal Ascension Stage. This was because they knew that if they didn't defeat all their opponents and become the strongest, they wouldn't be able to ascend the Immortal Ascension Stage.

Yang Fan turned around and looked at the other ten tribes, such as the wolves, cows, leopards, and the other creatures. Each of them possessed formidable strength.

But at this moment, they were all watching from the side.

He didn't have that much time to waste with these guys.

"I am the strongest. Do you admit it?" Yang Fan asked. As long as everyone admitted it, it was equivalent to admitting defeat. And he would naturally become the strongest.

However, this was only what Yang Fan thought.

As soon as he finished speaking, a vigorous black wolf walked out.

"Devil, don't be arrogant. Watch how I defeat you!" The black wolf's ferocious mouth opened and closed. The words it spoke also carried a malevolent tone.

Yang Fan glanced at the black wolf. After that, his body swayed and he disappeared from where he stood.

He did not want to respond at all, and directly attacked. After defeating all of the twelve tribes, he naturally became the strongest.

This way, no one would be unconvinced.

Even if they weren't convinced, it didn't matter. In any case, they had already lost to him.

Thus, Yang Fan closed in on the black wolf, his true essence surging. He borrowed the power of the Thunder Laws to the limit. Within the fist print condensed from true essence, there was a shocking thunder light flashing and jumping.

The violent fluctuations of strength caused all the hair on the black wolf's body to stand up.

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!

Without even thinking, Black Wolf activated all of his power. He opened his mouth and spat out a black ball of light.

The ball of light grew with the wind. In the blink of an eye, it had grown several feet in size. It smashed directly at Yang Fan.

Bang!

The fist print exploded the ball of light. Violent energy waves swept across like a tidal wave. Within a radius of 300 meters, there was not a single place that was intact.

However, when the energy ripples hit the Immortal Ascension Stage, they were automatically isolated by the surrounding energy.

The ball of light exploded. Before Hei Lang could heave a sigh of relief, he saw a figure rushing over from the raging energy ripples.

Then, a palm landed on its head.

Bang!

The black wolf flew backwards and died immediately after landing on the ground.

Yang Fan would not show any mercy when killing these illusionary creatures.

Seeing the black wolf killed, the other members of the Wolf Tribe were furious. A dozen smaller black wolves all charged towards Yang Fan.

Even the leader of the black wolves, who was comparable to a Nirvana Stage Tribulation One, was killed. These were all God Refining Stage black wolves, it was impossible for them to pose any threat to Yang Fan.

With just a few simple punches and punches, all the black wolves were killed.

The tiger-headed man suddenly felt lucky that he wasn't killed by this devil just now.

At the same time, he also witnessed the true strength of the devil. It was actually so powerful. In front of this devil, it was as weak as a baby.

Even the third strongest among them, the Black Wolf King, had been killed so easily.

Even the tribe was destroyed by the demons.

Those tribes that were not as powerful as the Black Wolf King now had the intention to retreat.

They finally understood that the rumors were correct. The demons were indeed very powerful and terrifying!

Even the gray-furred ape grimaced in fear.

This demon lord was too terrifying!

He had destroyed the third powerful wolf tribe as soon as he attacked.

Yang Fan didn't stop after destroying the Wolf Tribe. Instead, he looked at the other tribes with a cold smile on his face.

"Kill him!" The leader of the strongest horse tribe, a half-horse man in armor, said coldly.

The members of the Horse Tribe immediately charged out.

The other tribes thought for a moment, then attacked Yang Fan at the same time. In their eyes, Yang Fan was the devil and their common enemy.

If they did not kill this devil together, the outcome of the wolf tribe would most likely be their final outcome.

The tiger-headed man hesitated for a moment, but in the end, just like the grey monkeys, he didn't make a move.

Looking at the nine big tribes charging towards him, Yang Fan didn't care at all. He clenched his fist and the Nether Spring Blade appeared. The saber light was like thunder, shining crazily in this spatial zone.

A terrifying force, like the punishment of the Nine Heavens Thunder God.

No one in the nine tribes could stop it.

Among them, the leaders of the horse tribe and bear tribe were equal to Nirvana Stage Tribulation One warriors. However, even if the two of them joined forces, they still wouldn't be able to defend against Yang Fan's attack.

In the beginning, Yang Fan had only borrowed the power of the Law of Lightning, but later on, he had even used the Death Laws.

With every swing of his blade, the pitch black blade light was like the sickle of a god of death, recklessly harvesting their lives.

Amidst the miserable cries, the members of the nine great tribes were getting lesser and lesser. The leaders of the horse tribe and bear tribe were cut in half by the blade light. Arghhh!

Drip, drip...

Blood dripped from the tip of the blade, dyeing the broken flowers on the ground red.

The tiger-headed man and the gray-furred ape looked at the corpses on the ground, their eyes filled with fear.

Devil.

It was definitely a devil!

It was too terrifying, to actually wipe out the nine tribes!1

Yang Fan waved his arm, and the Nether Spring Blade cut through the air, bringing out a series of saber cries. The fresh blood on the saber was thrown onto the ground.

"Do you all admit that I am the strongest?" Yang Fan looked at the tiger-headed man and the grey furred ape and asked.

"We all admit that you are the strongest!" The tiger-headed man and the gray-furred ape, as well as the other members of the two tribes nodded crazily.

They were afraid that if they were too slow in agreeing, they would be killed by the devil in front of them.

Yang Fan turned around and walked toward the Immortal Ascension Stage after hearing the answer he wanted.

This time, the force didn't stop Yang Fan.

The moment Yang Fan stepped onto the Immortal Ascension Stage, a circle of light appeared in the air. It was as if this was an underground tunnel, the circle of light was like a manhole cover.

On the surface of the circle of light were complicated patterns that flashed with faint light from time to time.

Yang Fan jumped up, wanting to push the circle of light away.

However, the moment his palm touched the circle of light, his strength was sealed. Immediately after that, a ray of light shot out from the circle of light and entered Yang Fan's body through his palm.

"Is this a test of one's martial talent and potential?"

Yang Fan instantly understood what this ray of light is doing in my body.

However, he did not want to follow the idea of the person who created this illusory world. True essence was sealed and even his divine soul was suppressed, but he could still sense the Laws.

The Laws of Thunder, the Laws of Soul, and the power of the Death Laws, none of them could be borrowed.

However, the Destruction Laws could not be restricted. There was also the Karmic Laws. Because they shared the same origin, Yang Fan could still barely use it.

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