Chapter 718: Chapter 718

The middle-aged man hadn't even reached Ding Fan before he was flung away by a powerful burst of True Qi.

True Qi protected Ding Fan's body, generating no significant attack effect, however, the greater the force of the opponent's attack, the more powerful the rebound became.

The middle-aged man had harbored the thought of slapping Ding Fan to death just a moment ago, so he had used all his strength in the effort.

After that palm strike, the middle-aged man's figure was sent flying more than ten meters and ended up crashing heavily to the ground.

Pff... Fresh blood sprayed out instantly.

Ding Fan didn't even glance at the middle-aged man, stepping nonchalantly into the jungle, as if the man who had been flung by True Qi and was vomiting blood had nothing to do with him at all.

Seeing this, all of the Yelang Sect disciples exchanged looks, not one daring to confront Ding Fan.

The Sect Leader of Yelang Sect himself had been repelled by Ding Fan, who hadn't even turned his head back. Such a formidable person was not someone they dared provoke.

The normally haughty Sect Leader's Wife had also become silent by now. Ding Fan's combat power had reached a terrifying level, to the point where she no longer dared utter a single threat.

"Quick, go and help the Sect Leader."

Only now did the middle-aged woman call over many disciples to assist the middle-aged man.

For a moment, the numerous disciples of Yelang Sect clumsily helped the middle-aged man up to sitting. At this time, the middle-aged woman handed him a Pill.

After the middle-aged man swallowed the Pill, he crossed his legs and operated his cultivation for close to half an hour before he finally slowly opened his eyes.

"I was careless for a moment and fell into that young thief's trap. If I encounter that thief again, I will surely cut him to pieces." The middle-aged man spoke angrily.

The middle-aged woman did not echo his sentiment; she simply nodded.

She knew very well that the middle-aged man was currently impotent despite his bluster. Although her cultivation was not enough, she still had a keen eye for judging people.

Just from witnessing Ding Fan's combat ability just now, it was likely at the Earth Level Peak or above. Both she and her husband were merely at the First or Second Grade of Earth Level, far too inferior in comparison.

If there truly were a next time and they encountered Ding Fan again, she would definitely pull her husband and flee immediately. Such a figure was simply beyond what they could handle.

"Did you see a young man..." Just at that moment, a gloomy voice sounded from nearby.

The middle-aged man looked towards the direction of the voice, and the speaker turned out to be an extremely aged old crone.

This old crone's face was full of wrinkles, and if one didn't look closely, it was difficult to tell whether her eyes were open or closed.

She was none other than Hua Zhimo.

When Ding Fan fled from Donghe in the past, Hua Zhimo had arranged for Dongfang Ying to investigate all along the way, but she'd found nothing for an entire day and night.

Later, Hua Zhimo had located the Arena where Ding Fan and Dongfang Ying had fought fiercely.

As someone like Hua Zhimo, she could easily deduce the situation of the battle based on the surroundings. The Inner Strength blasted from the Third Grade Offensive Artifact used by Hua Zhimo had left marks on the surroundings, along with other small details, confirming to her that Dongfang Ying was undoubtedly killed by Ding Fan.

Dongfang Ying was a solely nurtured disciple by Hua Zhimo, which explained why she even exchanged an expensive Third Grade Offensive Artifact for her disciple.

Having sliced down two of Hua Zhimo's disciples in succession, how could Hua Zhimo tolerate it? She then followed the traces all the way here.

"When asking others for information, didn't anyone teach you to use the word 'please'?" The Sect Leader of Yelang, just humiliated by Ding Fan, now unloaded his pent-up frustration on this old crone.

Hua Zhimo's expression darkened, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man snorted, "Have you ever heard of the Yelang Sect? I am the Sect Leader, Ye Dingtian!" Ye Dingtian boasted proudly.

Whoo... At that moment, without seeing how Hua Zhimo made her move, a very powerful Inner Strength burst forth suddenly.

Bang... Before Ye Dingtian even realized what was happening, he felt a stifling pain in his chest, and then his body, like a kite with its string cut, was sent flying.

The Yelang Sect disciples were all stunned.

The people in the Haijiao Jungle were indeed ruthlessly formidable. From start to end, the people of Yelang Sect hadn't seen Hua Zhimo make a move. How she had struck was unseen by all.

Ye Dingtian could never have imagined, seeing this old crone falling apart, that he thought was hardly alive, let alone have any significant cultivation level, could be so incredibly powerful.

Splat… Having been flung by Ding Fan's True Qi and now bombed by Hua Zhimo, Ye Dingtian immediately fainted.

"Did you see a young man just now..." Hua Zhimo's tone was icy cold.

Hua Zhimo barely concealed her killing intent by then, filling the surroundings with a chilling aura, making everyone feel waves of coldness.

Everyone present could sense that the old woman was on the verge of going on a killing spree at any moment.

"Um... that... elder, we did see a young man just now. That young man was formidable, using Inner Strength to hurt my husband. He went toward that direction... and he left almost an hour ago," said the middle-aged woman promptly, sharing everything she knew.

"Elder, we apologize for any offenses before. Please forgive us..." The middle-aged woman said respectfully.

In such a jungle, the old crone could easily annihilate all these people in the blink of an eye. Thus, the middle-aged woman had to be extremely polite.

Hua Zhimo listened to the account of Ding Fan's whereabouts without even looking at the middle-aged woman. After hearing, Hua Zhimo's figure flickered, and she dashed towards the direction where Ding Fan had vanished.

As Hua Zhimo moved away, the middle-aged woman finally exhaled in relief.

"Sect Leader's Wife, now that the master is unconscious, do we still need to go through the trials in the jungle?" At that moment, a disciple came over and asked.

The middle-aged woman furrowed her brows.

This time, when heavenly phenomena appeared in Haijiao, Ye Dingtian had decided to bring everyone here for training to flaunt the martial prowess of the Yelang Sect.

However, as soon as they entered the Haijiao Jungle, they encountered one setback after another. First, a young man barely over twenty had flung Ye Dingtian away with his True Qi without even moving his hands. Later, an old crone knocked Ye Dingtian unconscious with a direct blast.

In this jungle, whether young or old, everyone was more formidable than the last.

Coming here wasn't about training or flaunting their martial prowess; it was clearly about seeking a lesson.

"Pack up, let's go," the middle-aged woman pondered for a long time before finally making up her mind and said, "We're going home!"

The many disciples had no objections either. It was too dangerous here, and going home was indeed a good idea. The Yelang Sect disciples hurriedly packed up and then dejectedly left the jungle.

Ding Fan wandered aimlessly.

At that moment, there were no heavenly phenomena in the Haijiao Jungle. Moreover, it was a clear, sunny day, and it wasn't raining. Without rain, there'd be no rainbow, and without a rainbow, there was no way to find the treasure hidden by Li Shizhen.

However, Ding Fan wasn't particularly anxious; he could use this time to focus on his cultivation.

While on his way, Ding Fan encountered a jungle leopard.

The leopard, clearly starved for quite some time, was very excited upon seeing Ding Fan.

However, Ding Fan did not immediately kill the leopard but used it as a practice for hiding his tracks and movement technique.

The leopard's sense of smell was incredibly keen, and its speed in the jungle was formidable.

Ding Fan ran ahead while the leopard chased behind him. Once Ding Fan had thoroughly shaken off the leopard, he would find the leopard again and continue playing the predator and prey game with it.

However, as evening approached, the roles in their game completely reversed.

After beating up the leopard, Ding Fan began relentlessly pursuing it.

The leopard, fighting for its life, kept fleeing, with Ding Fan chasing after it... With the leopard for company, Ding Fan found the day to be not so lonely. Man and beast chased each other back and forth in the jungle.

While Ding Fan was chasing the leopard, a loud explosion sounded not far from him.

From the sound of the explosion, there must be experts clashing nearby.

Ding Fan immediately extended his Divine Sense.

Now, Ding Fan's Divine Sense was extremely powerful, allowing him to clearly observe everything happening within a twenty-kilometer radius.

After a thorough check with his Divine Sense, Ding Fan discovered that indeed, not far from him, two people were fighting, and both were Heavenly Level gods.

At that moment, Ding Fan was curious about the true strength of a Heavenly Level god.

Since his rebirth, Ding Fan had not yet truly clashed with a Heavenly Level god, so he was curious and wanted to go have a look.

Ding Fan's movement technique was incredibly freakish, and now that he could use his Invisibility Technique, it didn't take much time for him to approach the Arena. The most update n0vels are published on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝕟𝕖𝕥

Ding Fan found a huge tree and hid his whereabouts.

Upon seeing clearly the people in the Arena, Ding Fan was taken aback; he recognized everyone there.

One of the Heavenly Level gods was none other than the elder from Mount Song who had organized the exchange in Donghe.

And at that moment, the person fighting against the elder from Mount Song was none other than Hua Zhimo.

For a while, Ding Fan could not understand why Hua Zhimo was fighting against the elder from Mount Song.

At that moment, in the Arena,

Boom, boom, boom... The continuous clash of Inner Strength produced deafening explosions.

Dust rose all around, and just then, two figures leaped out from within the Arena.

"Elder of Mount Song, you've done well, living for two hundred years, what more do you have to cling to? Today, let me send you to the west, and I will absorb all of your cultivation for my use..." As Hua Zhimo spoke, she laughed cruelly.

The elder from Mount Song's expression became incredibly solemn. "Hua Zhimo, I didn't expect you to use demonic arts to extract another's Inner Strength..."

After hearing the elder from Mount Song's words, Hua Zhimo snorted lightly. "What is demonic? If it works, it's the righteous path."

Cough, cough... The elder from Mount Song suddenly started coughing violently.

"If you hadn't sneak-attacked and severely injured me before, how could you be my match... despicable and sneaky man!" the elder from Mount Song said coldly.

With a wave of her right hand, Hua Zhimo now held a Longsword enveloped in flames.

"The victor is the king; the loser, the outlaw. All I want is victory!"...