Chapter 1029: Chapter 1029

"Today you have to stay." Ding Fan swung his longsword and without further ado, charged directly at the middle-aged man.

Ding Fan had dealt with this middle-aged man before. The opponent's movement technique was extremely fast, otherwise Ding Fan wouldn't have lost him at sea back then.

Swish, swish, swish... Ding Fan wielded his longsword swiftly, soon enveloping his opponent within his sword beam.

The middle-aged man dared not be careless in the slightest, cautiously evading.

For a moment, within the arena, the figures of the two were invisible, only two light shadows could be seen battling back and forth...

The members of groups five, six, and seven watched in shock.

Ding Fan and the middle-aged man's movement techniques had surpassed the understanding of everyone present. If not seen with their own eyes, they'd hardly believe people could move so fast.

They had always known Ding Fan was formidable, but they did not expect him to be this formidable.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in the arena dared not be negligent.

He understood Ding Fan's combat prowess. Any carelessness could mean his life could be in jeopardy.

However, despite the middle-aged man's carefulness, he couldn't fully evade Ding Fan's attacks. After all, their strengths differed vastly.

Bang... Ding Fan kicked directly at the middle-aged man's chest, causing him to stumble back several steps before heavily crashing into a wall, halting his movement.

"Die!" the middle-aged man suddenly threw out two fireballs.

However, the two fireballs were not thrown at Ding Fan. The middle-aged man hurled them at the nearby members of groups five, six, and seven.

The middle-aged man wasn't foolish. Even if he threw the fireballs at Ding Fan, Ding Fan would surely be able to deflect them, but thrown at groups five, six, and seven, those people wouldn't be able to avoid them.

From the earlier confrontation, the middle-aged man could tell there was a strong connection between groups five, six, and seven and Ding Fan. So if those members got injured, Ding Fan wouldn't ignore it.

This strategy of the middle-aged man was akin to 'encircle Wei to rescue Zhao.'

The members of groups five, six, and seven saw the fireballs coming toward them, their faces turning ashen. The fireballs were fierce, with their cultivation, they couldn't possibly avoid them.

All they could do now was wait for death.

And just as the fireballs were about to crash into the group, Ding Fan suddenly rushed over.

Ding Fan raised his right hand, deflecting the incoming fireballs aside.

The spots where the fireballs were deflected immediately caught fire.

Seeing Ding Fan rushing to save the members of groups five, six, and seven, the middle-aged man, without hesitation, climbed up and turned to flee.

Although his cultivation wasn't as strong as Ding Fan's, when it came to movement techniques, he was not inferior. Otherwise, how could he have escaped on Serpent Island?

So at this moment, the middle-aged man believed he at least had the means to escape.

However, in the next second, he realized he was wrong.

Just as the middle-aged man stood up, Ding Fan was already standing before him.

"How? How is it possible?" The middle-aged man was dumbfounded.

After deflecting the fireball, Ding Fan intercepted his path again. This movement technique was simply too incredible, something even he couldn't manage.

This middle-aged man had received ancient heritage before, his movement technique was exceptionally amazing. In fact, even cultivators at the Nascent Soul Stage couldn't catch him at the Early Stage of Golden Core.

Yet, Ding Fan accomplished it, leaving him terribly startled.

And at the next second.

A Wind Blade suddenly slashed through.

In a momentary lapse, the middle-aged man couldn't stand his ground. He wanted to step forward, but upon taking a step, he was horrified to find his right leg cleanly sliced off.

The middle-aged man fell solidly.

"I told you, you have to stay." Ding Fan said calmly with eyes devoid of emotion.

"Are you with Ming Chen and Ma Mingyang?" Ding Fan asked.

When Ding Fan mentioned these names, the middle-aged man's expression slightly changed. "Don't think you can get anything from me."

The middle-aged man's tone remained firm.

Ding Fan caught the change in expression clearly. At this moment, Ding Fan was certain the middle-aged man knew about Ming Chen and Ma Mingyang.

Another Wind Blade was unleashed. This time, Ding Fan's Wind Blade directly severed the middle-aged man's other leg.

Blood splattered instantly. The scene was extremely gruesome.

"You..." The middle-aged man was both shocked and angry, not expecting such treatment.

Yet, upon looking into Ding Fan's eyes, a chilling sensation surged within him, making him feel plunged into an icy abyss.

"I don't have much patience. If you don't speak, next time I won't know what part to sever," Ding Fan said indifferently.

"Don't forget your identity... you can't afford to provoke them." The middle-aged man spoke with evident lack of confidence.

Both his legs had been severed by others; he had nothing left to show off with. He could tell that Ding Fan was absolutely the type to act as ruthlessly as he spoke.

"Whether I can provoke them is my business. Tell me everything you know..." Ding Fan said.

The middle-aged man frowned tightly. "If... if I tell you, they'll definitely kill me."

"If you don't talk, I can kill you right now." Ding Fan spoke directly, without wasting words, and unleashed another Wind Blade that struck directly.

After the Wind Blade hit, the middle-aged man's ear was cleanly severed.

For a moment, blood covered the side of the man's face, making him appear ghastly. "I... I will talk..."

On the side, the group of people from Thirty-Five Club stared at each other.

Before, in front of this middle-aged man, they had been as powerless as a bunch of chicks.

But now, the man's behavior in front of Ding Fan was identical to theirs before.

Such intimidation was truly impressive.

"Mu Zi, take your people upstairs and wait for me." Ding Fan said calmly to Mu Zi.

This middle-aged man was a cultivator; letting Mu Zi and his group know too much about cultivators was never a good thing. Even if Mu Zi learned about cultivators, they still couldn't face them.

Just like the Hidden Sects' three major forces now: Ghost Sect, Immortal Sect, Spirit Sect—none could be dealt with, let alone cultivators.

Mu Zi nodded promptly, turned around, and led the group of people from Thirty-Five Club away.

Mu Zi understood Ding Fan didn't want them to listen for a reason.

After seeing them off, Ding Fan spoke to the middle-aged man next to him. "Tell me everything you know."

"I... I am Mutu..." The middle-aged man was no longer daring to keep secrets, revealing everything he knew.

Originally, Mutu had also come from the Cultivation World. But unlike Ding Fan, Ding Fan's soul traveled through a wormhole and reincarnated here.

Mutu, unlike Ding Fan, directly arrived in the Cultivation World through a teleportation array.

Through Ding Fan's questioning, Mutu confessed that he was transported here with seven other people.

Among those seven was the Zhang Mingyang and that Ming Chen whom Ding Fan mentioned earlier.

Upon arriving on Earth, the seven had different ideas.

Ming Chen intended to cultivate by absorbing special physiques' flesh, as Earth's cultivation resources were scarce, hoping to attain the Grand Dao through this method.

Zhang Mingyang aimed to independently create a great power, a Great Gate Sect. Later, the Mingyang Group he established was merely a step in building his Great Gate Sect.

The other five wanted to dominate the Hidden Sects, then Huaxia, and ultimately the world... becoming the gods of this world.

Among them, the one with the highest cultivation was Feng Qianxing, who led the group.

After hearing Mutu's words, Ding Fan pondered and asked, "Where is the passage from the Cultivation World to Earth?"

"It's at a place called Divine Nun Island on the South Sea. However, the teleportation array there is damaged and it's unlikely to be used again," Feng Qianxing explained.

"So you can't return to the Cultivation World now?"

Mutu said, "Feng Qianxing once mentioned it might be possible to repair the teleportation array, but that requires some materials to repair the formation..."

Even in the Cultivation World, Ding Fan was considered a formation expert and he planned to inspect the teleportation array.

Although Ding Fan was doing well on Earth, what he sought was not to be a god or ruler of any region.

Ding Fan's pursuit was for everlasting existence.

Therefore, Ding Fan ultimately needed to return to the Cultivation World to cultivate, as its resources and opportunities far exceeded those on Earth.

"Let me ask you, did you kill Wan Hualiang from Sea Sect? And was the massacre of the Li Family in Black Mountain your doing?" Ding Fan asked. "At Serpent Island, I ran into this Mutu. Soon after, Wan Hualiang and others died, and I'm certain this has something to do with Mutu."

Mutu hesitated, obviously nervous to answer.

"If what you've said warrants death, then you've already spoken words deserving of death. Say the rest," Ding Fan said calmly.

Mutu realized Ding Fan made sense, just as Ding Fan had said: if Feng Qianxing wanted to kill him for what he'd said, he would have done so already.

"I did kill Sea Sect's people. And as for the Li Family in Black Mountain... that was indeed our doing," Mutu finally said, as if making a significant decision.

"Why do this?" Ding Fan asked.

"Feng Qianxing has a plan; once implemented, he'll be close to unifying the Hidden Sects..." Mutu said.

Ding Fan was speechless for a moment. "Only you seven cultivators have come across, and Ming Chen and Zhang Mingyang aren't even on the same page as you, yet you think you can dominate the Hidden Sects?"

Mutu replied, "Feng Qianxing is very smart; he has designed this plan meticulously."

Ding Fan looked at Mutu, signaling him to continue.

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