Chapter 673 - 181: I Will Fight Through This Divine Power Realm Arena Within One Incense Stick’s Time

Chapter 673: Chapter 181: I Will Fight Through This Divine Power Realm Arena Within One Incense Stick’s Time

Just ahead and to his right, a woman approached. Clad in a form-fitting combat suit that accentuated her fiery figure, she was flanked by a group of young men in brocade robes. She walked over with an air of arrogance and stopped directly in front of him.

She looked down on Chu Fan, her eyes filled with undisguised contempt and hatred.

Beside him, Li Qingxue’s gaze turned cold. She shot to her feet with a SWISH, but Chu Fan reached out and gently stopped her.

Behind Chu Fan, the Demon Suppression Guard Yun Bufan, ever the loyal protector, immediately took a step forward. He pointed at the group and barked coldly, "Zhang Yingying, this is a competition area. You dare cause trouble here?!"

Zhang Yingying didn’t even lift an eyelid, completely ignoring Yun Bufan as if he were nothing more than a buzzing fly.

She stared at Chu Fan, the corner of her mouth lifting into a smirk. "I heard you injured my cousin, Zhang Ling’Er, at the Wang Family estate..."

"To be honest, I’m quite surprised."

She leaned forward, her expression scrutinizing. "I really don’t understand how you managed it."

Chu Fan remained seated cross-legged, silently watching Zhang Yingying without saying a word.

He could feel it. From the moment she arrived, the Divine Senses of Zhang Yingying and the brocade-robed young men beside her had been sweeping over him wantonly, sizing him up like livestock for sale.

Such an aggressive act was nothing short of a blatant provocation.

"Hmm... The Primordial Qi fluctuations are indeed only at the Divine Power Realm..."

Zhang Yingying shook her head, a strange, mocking look on her face. "With a Cultivation like yours, your Primordial Qi is shallow and muddled, even tainted with Evil Qi. It’s obvious your foundation is unstable. You’ve been greedy for quick progress, chaotically practicing all sorts of Cultivation Techniques..."

"You don’t even have the right to step onto the Divine Power Realm’s fighting ring. No wonder you were scared into forfeiting your first match."

"You piece of trash. What despicable trick did you use to injure Ling’Er, making her brood over it so much that she eventually underwent Demonic Transformation?"

The faces of everyone from the Seven Stars Gang darkened.

But since Chu Fan didn’t speak, the others also remained silent.

Behind him, however, Yun Bufan couldn’t hold back. "Zhang Yingying, are you done yet?! You’re not welcome here!"

Zhang Yingying spread her hands and let out a grating, strange laugh. "Oh? What’s this? The Demon Suppression Guard is going to butt in over a few words? Is the Demon Suppression Bureau overstepping its bounds, or are you just bored out of your mind?"

"You..." Enraged, Yun Bufan’s Primordial Qi surged. He was about to make a move but was stopped once again by Chu Fan’s firm, steady hand.

Chu Fan’s expression was still calm, but beneath that tranquility, a storm seemed ready to erupt.

Seeing Chu Fan remain silent, the disdain in Zhang Yingying’s eyes deepened.

She leaned in closer and said in a sinister voice, audible only to a few, "Ling’Er died because of you. This score isn’t settled. Even if you are a Demon Suppression Guard, even with that uniform protecting you, the Zhang Family will absolutely not let you go."

As she spoke, her gaze swept over Yun Bufan and the others behind Chu Fan. She sneered, "And... it’s not just you. This whole ragtag bunch from the Seven Stars Gang won’t be able to escape either."

"A mere Demon Suppression Guard like you can’t even protect yourself, let alone this swarm of ants from the Seven Stars Gang. Just wait to collect their corpses..."

"What did you say?"

The usually unflappable Chu Fan’s pupils shrank slightly.

’How despicable. To threaten him with the safety of the entire Seven Stars Gang?’

Just as tensions reached a breaking point, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder...

From the high platform, Qingyangzi’s emotionless voice rang out at just the right moment, interrupting the standoff. "Next match: Demon Suppression Guard Chu Fan of the Demon Suppression Bureau versus Kong Yang of the Seven Kills Sect!"

Chu Fan lowered his gaze, took a deep breath, and slowly rose from his chair.

「Meanwhile, on the west side of the Martial Arts Arena.」

"SWISH!"

A figure shot down like a hawk swooping on a rabbit, landing with a heavy THUD on the Divine Power Realm’s fighting ring.

It was a young man with a Long Saber on his back—none other than Kong Yang of the Seven Kills Sect.

He looked like he couldn’t wait, his face a mask of excitement and cruelty. His impatient demeanor made quite a few people in the crowd chuckle.

Standing on the ring, Kong Yang ignored the referee. He tilted his head back, his gaze passing over the crowd to lock onto the Seven Stars Gang’s location, his eyes burning with fighting spirit and killing intent!

It was the look of a hunter spotting its prey.

Seeing this, Zhang Yingying knew the show was about to begin. She scoffed, paid Chu Fan no more mind, and turned to leave. As she went, she tossed a light, mocking remark over her shoulder:

"Chu Fan, if you manage to crawl off this stage alive... come to the Acupoint Realm fighting ring. We’ll be waiting for you there to slowly torture you to death."

With that, she began to turn away.

However, a voice came from behind her—calm, yet carrying a chill that would send shivers down one’s spine.

"There’s no need."

Chu Fan watched Zhang Yingying’s insufferably arrogant back, and a slow grin spread across his previously calm face.

The smile didn’t reach his eyes, but it revealed a set of perfectly straight, stark white teeth that glinted menacingly in the sunlight. "You won’t get the chance to step onto the Acupoint Realm’s fighting ring."

Zhang Yingying’s departing steps came to a sudden halt.

She spun around, her elegant brows furrowed tightly, her eyes filled with disbelief and scorn. "Are you threatening me?"

"You’re not as stupid as you look. You actually figured out I’m threatening you."

Chu Fan lowered his head slightly, his eyelids lifting just a fraction.

Before his words had even faded, the air seemed to freeze!

"BOOM!"

Chu Fan’s previously still form exploded into motion without any warning, leaving only a fading Residual Image in his place.

In the instant Zhang Yingying’s pupils had just begun to contract, a long, powerful hand, like the talon of a falcon, had already torn through the air with a terrifying whistle and clamped onto her fair, delicate neck like lightning!

There was no flourish, only absolute speed and power!

’Once I make my move, there is no escape for you!’

"UGH—!"

He lifted Zhang Yingying clean off the ground with one hand!

An intense feeling of suffocation instantly overwhelmed her. Her bloodshot eyes bulged, and she clawed desperately at Chu Fan’s wrist, trying to pry it open, only to find his hand was like a vise forged from Ten Thousand Years Profound Iron, utterly immovable.