Chapter 1057: Chapter 1057
It must be understood, being able to reach the Profound Level within a century already marks one as an extraordinary talent, knowing that there are hardly any people in the whole world capable of achieving this.
Yet the Ding Fan before us, he can't be more than twenty-two or twenty-three years old. At this age, even the Eight Protector's cultivation was only at Earth Level First Grade.
The Eight Protector truly could not believe that the Ding Fan in front of him actually had cultivation above the Profound Level.
The legends about Ding Fan within the Hidden Sects are simply too numerous.
Including the Ghost Sect's powerful figure Gui Xing, his life fell into Ding Fan's hands.
Ding Fan, at this moment, paid no attention to the few people from the Ghost Sect beside him. He directly supported Cheng Bufan, as if nobody else was present, and then handed him a Pill.
Cheng Bufan had severe internal injuries; if they weren't treated quickly, it would significantly impact his future cultivation.
"Big brother, take this Pill first and swallow it."
The Eight Protector beside him had worldly experience, and seeing the Pill Ding Fan had given to Cheng Bufan, he was momentarily stunned.
The Pill Ding Fan gave Cheng Bufan was by no means cheap; it was a Second Grade Pill.
It's known that on Earth, even a First Grade Pill is a treasured existence, but a Second Grade Pill is simply a gem among gems.
Not to mention others, even if the Eight Protector obtained such a powerful Pill, he would be reluctant to swallow it directly, but now, Ding Fan casually gave away a Second Grade Pill.
In the Eight Protector's view, Ding Fan was simply too wasteful.
How could Ding Fan be stingy with his sworn brother? Besides, with the rapid increase in Ding Fan's cultivation now, his alchemy skill has also greatly progressed; not just Second Grade Pills, even Spirit Level Pills he can refine now.
Earlier outside, Cheng Bufan, for the sake of loyalty, sacrificed himself without hesitation. Just for this brotherhood, a Second Grade Pill doesn't mean much.
Cheng Bufan didn't stand on ceremony with Ding Fan, and directly took the Pill and swallowed it.
"Brother, you go over there and rest, leave the remaining matters to me," Ding Fan said to Cheng Bufan calmly.
Cheng Bufan knew Ding Fan's skills were formidable, even without severe injury, he couldn't possibly assist Ding Fan. Thus, he sensibly went to rest on the side.
"If you few wish to live, sever both hands yourselves and apologize to my brother," Ding Fan coldly said to the Ghost Sect's people.
At the moment, Ding Fan did not conceal the killing intent on him at all; suddenly, a magnificent aura surged forth. The soaring murderous intent made the entire space become solemn and tranquil.
At this moment, not to mention others, even the Eight Protector had to invigorate his spirit to control his emotions; as for the two subordinates behind the Eight Protector, those two persons were trembling all over, with one even directly sitting on the ground.
The two were sweating profusely, their eyes full of terror.
Ding Fan's cultivation was immensely formidable now, how could his cultivation be something these two could withstand.
"You overestimate yourself too much!"
Right at this moment, the Eighth Elder suddenly moved; he waved his right hand abruptly. The Soul Summoning Banner instantly appeared in his hand.
Ding Fan and the Ghost Sect's people had battled countless times before, the opponent clearly intended to arrange the Ghost Soldiers Formation.
The Eighth Elder's formation skills were quite adept; just with a slight swish, he had already set down a Ghost Soldiers Formation.
And after setting down this Ghost Soldiers Formation, the Eighth Elder turned without hesitation to flee outward.
The Eighth Elder was quite self-aware.
Although he was hailed as the Eighth Elder in the Ghost Sect, his cultivation was not weak, in front of Ding Fan, he was utterly pale in comparison.
When Ding Fan suddenly appeared in the warehouse earlier, if Ding Fan had intended to take his life, he probably wouldn't even have time to react.
Additionally, there is the aura and overwhelming killing intent coming from Ding Fan.
The fluctuations of Inner Strength from the opponent had already exceeded his understanding, so Ding Fan's cultivation was far superior to his own, considering even Gui Xing wasn't a match for Ding Fan before, let alone him now.
As for the killing intent on Ding Fan...
Even the Ghost Sect Master might not possess such overwhelming killing intent as Ding Fan; how could the Eight Protector dare to linger here.
So throwing out the Ghost Soldiers Formation was merely a tool for the Eighth Elder to delay Ding Fan during his escape.
The Eight Protector did not believe that a Ghost Soldiers Formation could hold Ding Fan for long. However, the Eight Protector was confident that he could escape in this timeframe.
Nonetheless, the Eight Protector still overestimated himself.
Originally, he thought that he might not stand a chance against Ding Fan, but saving his own life shouldn't be a problem.
However, just as the Eight Protector was about to leave, a sharp, resonant sound suddenly rang out.
That piercing sound seemed to want to shatter people's eardrums, and yet the sharp tone was quite strong and robust, as the entire space began to vibrate intensely with the resonant sound.
Right after the sound, the Ghost Soldiers Formation, which had previously been full of ghostly cries, instantly vanished completely, in just the blink of an eye, it seemed as if the Ghost Soldiers Formation had never appeared.
At this point, the Eight Protector had just barely turned around.
Shush... A Wind Blade cleaved directly through.
The Wind Blade hacked at a particularly tricky angle, and the Eight Protector hadn't even reached the door when the Wind Blade had already cleaved through his legs cleanly.
How... how could this be?!
As the Eight Protector heavily fell to the ground, he was still pondering this question.
He simply couldn't understand, facing a young kid barely over twenty years old, how he didn't even get a chance to escape.
It's important to know that the Eight Protectors are at the Profound Level Second Grade cultivation, which allows them to walk unhindered in the Hidden Sects. There are no more than a hundred people with Profound Level cultivation in the world.
If word got out that a Profound Level expert couldn't even escape the hands of a mere youngster…
Who would believe such a thing?
At this moment, the two subordinates next to the Eight Protectors were completely stunned.
They witnessed everything that happened.
The Eight Protectors were a formidable presence in the Ghost Sect, haloed with glory in their minds.
And yet, in front of Ding Fan, they were as helpless as a chick.
The two understood it wasn't because the Eight Protectors were weak, but because Ding Fan was simply too strong.
Ding Fan didn't even bother with the Eight Protectors now. He coldly glanced at the two Ghost Sect disciples standing slack-jawed to the side.
The moment Ding Fan looked at them, the two couldn't help but kneel down.
In fact, it was instinctual; before Ding Fan, their brains couldn't function properly.
"Have mercy, Alliance Hierarch! Have mercy!" one of them cried out in fear, constantly knocking his forehead against the ground.
The other was even more disgraced, wetting his pants.
The Ghost Sect was renowned in the Hidden Sects world; their warriors were insidiously vicious.
Yet Ding Fan had terrorized Hidden Sect warriors to this extent, echoing the saying:
"It takes evil to discipline evil."
At this moment, one Ghost Sect warrior seemed to recall something, activating his Inner Strength. In the end, in a mist of blood, both his hands fell to the ground.
The Ghost Sect warrior had gathered his Inner Strength at his wrists, ultimately causing an explosion that severed his hands.
Ding Fan had mentioned before that if they wanted to survive, they had to sever their own hands.
The other Ghost Sect warrior seeing his comrade do such a thing was stunned but followed suit, directly severing his hands.
The two weren't insane; they truly understood at this point, no one could help them anymore—only they could help themselves. It was better to sever their hands outright.
At least this way they could preserve their lives.
Cheng Bufan, watching this, felt a pang of silent lament in his heart.
Knowing that before, he was tortured to the brink of death by these individuals, yet before Ding Fan, they were like little chicks to be toyed with.
"Go and bring your Eight Protectors here," Ding Fan instructed them with a slightly softened expression upon seeing them sever their hands.
Those two Ghost Sect warriors dared not delay anything. They might have no hands, but they still had mouths.
They went in front of the Eight Protectors, biting onto their collar to drag them to Ding Fan.
Imagine, who could think that the Eight Protectors would end up in such a disgraceful state today?
"How many people have the Ghost Sect brought?" Ding Fan calmly asked.
This time, at the Serpent Island Ghost Sect gathering, most of the Hidden Sects would come, and Ding Fan did not believe the Ghost Sect wouldn't attend.
Eight Protectors and others looked at each other when Ding Fan inquired about the Ghost Sect.
"Ding Fan, just die with this hope. We've all consumed Loyal Heart Gu. If they dare reveal any secrets about the Ghost Sect, they will immediately burn to ashes," the Eight Protectors said. Googlᴇ search 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱
Ding Fan had seen this thing before.
At that moment, Ding Fan directly took out several Silver Needles, walking to the side of the two men beside the Eight Protectors.
Ding Fan flicked his hand and jabbed the Silver Needles into their bodies.
While the two Ghost Sect warriors were astonished, Ding Fan's two hands heavily struck their chests.
After Ding Fan's palms landed, each of them spewed a mouthful of blood.
Eight Protectors froze, surprised when he saw the blood the two were spitting out.
Within their blood, there was a white worm wriggling, what else could it be but Loyal Heart Gu?
How... how is it possible?!
Even now, the Eight Protectors didn't know how many times they had exclaimed it was impossible.
It's crucial to know that this Loyal Heart Gu came from a master; it could control one's emotions. If anyone intended to betray, the Gu insect would secrete poison and lead them to their death.
The master who designed this Gu insect was worried that the infested might force it out, so they used some ancient methods. It's said that even if you cut open your gut, it's challenging to force the Gu out.
Yet, Ding Fan took only a few seconds, used Silver Needles, then with two strikes, solved everything.
If it weren't witnessed firsthand, how could the Eight Protectors believe that what happened right in front of them was real?