Chapter 722: Chapter 722

Ding Fan had already probed the situation below with his Divine Sense before jumping into the pit.

There wasn't any danger down there, so he had no misgivings.

Four people descended along the edge of the resistance, using the surrounding Stone Walls as footholds from time to time during their fall.

After about a minute, the four of them finally reached the bottom of the pit.

Ding Fan looked up at the sky at this time, a hole as big as a soccer field, which from his current angle appeared to be at most the size of a basketball.

Ding Fan then checked out the situation ahead with his Divine Sense, and to his surprise, he found that his Divine Sense was of no use after entering the area.

The surroundings were pitch black, unknown ahead, and without Divine Sense, the path was indeed difficult to navigate.

"Young man, go and check out the situation inside… Don't worry, the few of us will wait here for you, and if you are in danger, we will all lend a hand," the leading tall Elder said to Ding Fan.

Ding Fan forced a smile. They were using him as a pathfinder.

"You three, scout ahead," Ding Fan then said unceremoniously to the three. "I'll be at the back, ready to assist if anything happens."

The tall Elder was taken aback. He had been bullying Ding Fan for his youth, hoping to use him as a shield, but the young man was sharp, throwing the request right back at him, and even ordering his own group to scout for him.

"Kid, do you think you're that formidable? Let me tell you, there are no free lunches under the sky. Since we're bringing you along, it's a blessing that you couldn't have cultivated in several lifetimes. Without us, you wouldn't be able to survive here. If you don't want to die, lead the way," said the plump man from behind the tall Elder.

Ding Fan snorted coldly. "So, being with you means you are leading me? I'm taking advantage of you?"

"Of course, with your meager cultivation, us three Peak Earth Level Martial Artists bringing you along, if that's not a blessing, then what is? A kid like you, I could kill you with one hand in minutes," the plump man boasted.

Kill in minutes?! Ding Fan's gaze sharpened.

The tall man stepped forward at this point. "Young man, you're still young, scouting ahead and doing a bit more is no big deal. Otherwise, if tempers flare, I really can't control myself, and it wouldn't be good for anyone to die here."

With those words, it was an outright threat.

Ding Fan said disdainfully, "You three lead the way, or you three will die here."

You think you can bully the weak? Well, Ding Fan will show you what true strength is. Who is the strong one and who is the weak one.

"You're arrogant, kid!" The previously speaking plump man's figure swayed, and suddenly a strong Inner Strength directly bombarded Ding Fan.

Ding Fan had no intention of dodging; as a cultivator in the midst of Foundation Establishment, was he supposed to be intimidated by an Earth Level Peak Martial Artist?

Ding Fan abruptly stretched out his right hand.

The plump man, seeing Ding Fan intending to block with one hand, felt annoyed, as this was a blatant disrespect to him.

Being in his sixties and underestimated by someone so much younger, how could he not be enraged? He let out a strange cry, and then his formidable Inner Strength crashed directly down on Ding Fan's head.

From the plump man's momentum, it was clear he intended to crush Ding Fan into a pulp in one blow.

"Second brother, don't act recklessly; we need him alive now and can't kill him…" said the tall Elder on the side, seeing the plump man about to deliver a lethal blow, but it was too late to stop him, and he let out a sigh.

As far as the Elder was concerned, Ding Fan, being so young, had no chance of withstanding the plump man's Thunderbolt strike.

However, what happened next left the tall Elder dumbstruck.

The two men's Inner Strengths clashed head-on.

For a moment, the entire pit reverberated with the sound of the powerful strikes, buzzing loudly.

Just when the tall Elder thought that Ding Fan would certainly be killed by the plump man, Ding Fan didn't move an inch, while the plump man...

Whoosh… was sent flying backward, and only after smashing a huge boulder did his plump figure come to a stop.

Both the tall Elder and another lean Elder were flabbergasted.

The plump man now had his brain splattered, obviously dead beyond any doubt.

"How is this possible?!" Seeing this, the tall man was so in disbelief he even pinched his own thigh.

After confirming the pain, he was sure that he wasn't dreaming; the plump man had indeed been slain by Ding Fan.

A young man in his early twenties had used just one hand, with brute force, to blast the plump man to death.

Who would believe this if it were to be told?

Bear in mind, the plump man was a Peak Earth Level Martial Artist, yet such a formidable figure had just been taken down by Ding Fan in seconds.

The plump man had talked about killing Ding Fan in seconds, and now the words still echoed in their ears, yet now he was the one who had been instantly killed by Ding Fan!

If a Peak Earth Level Martial Artist could be killed instantly, what level of cultivation could this young man possess? With that thought, the tall Elder's forehead began to bead with sweat.

"Now, you lead the way," Ding Fan said indifferently to the two people before him.

Although Ding Fan was now alone, the tall Elder felt Ding Fan's aura was strong enough to intimidate them, two Peak Earth Level Martial Artists.

The lean Elder next to the tall Elder made a move, fleeing to one side straight away.

They had intended to make use of Ding Fan as cannon fodder from the start, so how could Ding Fan let them go easily now? His list of enemies was already long enough, and what he could do now was to not leave any enemies behind because of his mercy!

Swoosh… A Wind Blade directly chopped down at them.

The emaciated elder didn't get very far before he was split in half by Ding Fan's Wind Blade in an instant.

The tall elder's mouth gaped open as he witnessed two Earth Level Peak Martial Artists being slain in just a blink of an eye before Ding Fan.

The shock was overwhelming.

"Are you preparing to fight, or preparing to flee?" Ding Fan asked the tall elder beside him, his voice calm.

"I... I'll lead the way, I'll lead the way..." the tall elder hurriedly replied.

Seeing two Earth Level martial artists easily killed, the tall man, being no fool, knew better than to follow in their footsteps.

Ding Fan nodded. "Then lead the way."

In the pitch darkness without Divine Sense, having someone to guide them was indeed a very safe arrangement.

At that moment, the tall man dared not harbor any complaints and led the way obediently.

Now, the tall man was cursing his own blindness repeatedly.

He originally captured Ding Fan to use him as cannon fodder, as a human shield.

But who could have foreseen that the roles would be reversed, that he himself would become Ding Fan's shield, his own cannon fodder...

He thought he had found a fool, but unbeknownst to him, he had blindly provoked a fierce tiger... Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝕟𝕖𝕥

By now, the tall man was filled with such regret that he wanted to bash his own head in...

The tall elder was leading the way, with Ding Fan following behind as they continued to descend into the depths of the pit.

The bottom of the pit was empty and very quiet. In the silence, they could hear the sounds of a subterranean stream flowing faintly.

Through conversation, Ding Fan learned that the elder's name was Bai Mang.

Ding Fan couldn't help but chuckle at the name which seemed quite fitting for the tall elder's current plight—Bai Mang, busy for nothing...

Ding Fan and Bai Mang walked underground for about an hour until a ray of light shone from around a corner.

Hastily, Ding Fan and Bai Mang rounded the corner.

As they turned the corner, an expansive field opened up before them, where at least a hundred people were gathered.

The source of the light turned out to be the shining Magic Artifacts in the hands of these people, each one holding a luminous artifact.

With so many luminous artifacts together, the resulting brightness was tremendously intense.

At that moment, all the people were looking in one direction.

In front of the crowd stood a massive Stone Wall. Although Ding Fan was without his Divine Sense, he could clearly feel a powerful energy emanating from within the wall.

Even without anyone saying it, it was easy to guess that the imminent powerful treasure was concealed behind that Stone Wall.

Just then, a tiny fissure appeared on the Stone Wall.

Whoosh, whoosh... At that moment, two figures rushed toward that Stone Wall. However, after the small crack formed, there was no further movement from the wall.

Ding Fan could tell that the treasure was about to emerge, but it simply wasn't the time yet. Those two individuals, however, seemed a bit too eager.

Swish, swish, swish... Right then, a flurry of Wind Blades mercilessly slashed through the air.

The two martial artists who had charged forward were cut into several pieces in the blink of an eye, spilling blood all over the ground...

"Ignorant of death..." At this moment, a voice from an old woman resounded.

Ding Fan paused, recognizing the voice—it belonged to Lady Fang, the one who had wanted to capture him as forced labor when he first arrived in the Haijiao Jungle.

While Ding Fan wasn't afraid of Lady Fang, he also didn't want to stir up unnecessary trouble before the emergence of the treasure, so he quickly took Bai Mang to a corner.

"Old Witch, you actually dare to kill my sect members!" At that moment, an additional five or six people stepped forward.

Lady Fang didn't even spare these people a glance. "So what if I killed them? A dead waste is dead. Their existence in this world is just a waste of food."

The group drew out their artifacts and charged at Lady Fang.

In the blink of an eye, they were locked in combat.

The scene turned chaotic; the treasure had not yet appeared, yet people were already fighting one another.

Just then, Duorou promptly leaped onto Ding Fan's shoulder.

"Master, the treasure within this Stone Wall is truly remarkable," Duorou said.

Ding Fan hadn't expected that even his Spiritual Pet could sense the treasure.

"This Stone Wall is estimated to take a few more hours to break open. A fierce battle is unavoidable by then," Ding Fan communicated with Duorou using Divine Sense.

"Master, I think you won't have to wait for the Stone Wall to break open to obtain that treasure," Duorou suggested.

Since both Ding Fan and Duorou were communicating using Divine Sense, no one else could overhear their conversation.

"What, without breaking the Stone Wall? Do you have a way?"...