The First Venerable of All Paths

"certainly."

Fang Xuan turned his spear around and looked at the few martial artists who were still unwilling to leave. His face was ferocious and his eyes were filled with killing intent.

"And you, since you refuse to leave, you are the enemy!"

These martial artists were all only at the Qi Condensation Realm.

However, due to his advanced age, limited talent, and depletion of his vital energy, he suffered from various health problems.

Without a special opportunity, there is basically no hope of divine intervention in this lifetime.

The only reason they stayed was out of wishful thinking, hoping to profit from the chaos.

These kinds of people aren't stupid.

They even knew very well that getting a share of the pie from Fang Xuan among these genius martial artists or experts at the Divine Intent Realm was by no means an easy task.

But what if?

However, they underestimated Fang Xuan's absolute resolve.

They underestimated the murderous intent in Fang Xuan's heart at this moment.

In the secret realm, he went through countless near-death experiences before finally obtaining a small opportunity.

The death of Qinghe further shocked Fang Xuan.

So, what gives these people the right to reap the benefits without sowing?

Why should we target him?

He had already warned them that if they didn't want to leave, then they should all stay!

The thought flashed through his mind, and Fang Xuan stomped his foot on the ground, his figure moving like a ghost as he pounced on the nearest old man.

From the very beginning, this person's eyes were filled with greed and murderous intent as he looked at him.

He seemed to be hiding it well, but how could he escape Fang Xuan's eyes?

With his divine soul breaking through to the second rank, Fang Xuan's perception became even more acute.

He knew exactly who harbored murderous intent towards him.

"laugh!"

A sharp spear light emerged from the void and pierced towards the old man.

The other party was startled, never expecting Fang Xuan to make a move directly.

Fortunately, he had honed his skills in the Condensation Realm for many years, making him incredibly adept at perceiving danger and possessing extensive combat experience.

Shocked, the person's internal energy erupted, and they retreated rapidly.

"Sizzle!"

However, the tip of the spear grazed the old man's body, leaving a wound.

"You little bastard, you're too arrogant!"

The old man glanced at the bloodstains on his arm, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his five fingers, like hooks, unleashed his Yuan Power and fiercely grabbed at Fang Xuan.

Its movements are as swift as a cheetah, and its five fingers are as hard as iron, capable of easily shattering iron plates.

As the other person drew closer, a sinister smile crept onto Fang Xuan's lips.

He abandoned his gun, clenched his fist, and threw a punch.

Fang Xuan did not use any martial arts techniques in this punch.

However, the domineering power of the fist chilled the old man to the bone.

But it was too late for him to change his move and dodge; he could only grit his teeth and claw at Fang Xuan.

"Thump!"

"Snap!"

Fists and claws collided, producing a dull thud.

The sound of bones cracking followed.

The old man let out a scream and was thrown backward as if struck by lightning, blood gushing from his mouth and nose.

At the same time, his arm was twisted into a pretzel shape, with bone fragments protruding from behind his elbow.

With just one move, this martial artist at the ninth level of the Qi Condensation Realm was severely injured.

He glared at Fang Xuan resentfully, then turned and ran without a word.

"Can they escape?"

Fang Xuan grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

He gripped the spear, leaned back, raised his arm high, and launched the Thunderfire Spear.

"Buzz!"

The Thunderfire Spear was like a golden-red lightning bolt, carrying the power of thunder and fire, as it pierced through the air.

A strong gust of wind swept by, and the old man's hair stood on end.

He instinctively turned his head and saw a bolt of lightning rapidly magnify in his pupils.

"Pfft!"

The next moment, the Thunderfire Spear pierced through the old man's chest. The terrifying force, amplified by inertia, carried the old man dozens of meters away, where he crashed heavily into the ground.

Sensing the rapid loss of life, a look of bewilderment flashed across the old man's pained face.

He just died like that?

All eyes in the room shifted from the old man to Fang Xuan.

Shock.

terror.

Horrified.

A martial artist at the Qi Condensation Realm was killed by Fang Xuan just like that?

What they found even more incomprehensible was what realm Fang Xuan had reached.

"Brother Fang, he's amazing!"

He Yaoyao's mouth dropped open, her little face filled with shock.

"It's very strong."

He Yun said softly, "Even I would probably not last three moves against him."

"Brother, don't underestimate yourself."

He Yaoyao patted He Yun on the shoulder and said in a mature tone, "He's a prodigy, let's not compare ourselves to him."

"I'll take it as you comforting me."

He Yun was both amused and exasperated, but then his expression turned serious, and he gripped the long whip tightly.

He looked coldly at the martial artists around him, his own fighting spirit boiling within him.

He considered Fang Xuan a friend.

These people, however, wanted to kill his friend.

He Yun, of course, would not let them have their way.

"continue!"

At the same time, Fang Xuan had already transformed into a golden dragon fish and appeared in front of the martial artists in an instant.

His fists slammed out like dragons emerging from the sea.

"You dare, kid!"

The men's expressions changed drastically, but they dared not fight Fang Xuan and instead retreated quickly.

"Bang!"

Without saying a word, Fang Xuan smashed half of one of the men's bodies to pieces with his fist.

Then, with a grab of his five fingers, he pinned the second person's neck.

"I dare to kill even disciples of the Dao Seeking Sect, what wouldn't you old dogs dare to do!"

Fang Xuan's face showed madness, and his whole body was filled with cold killing intent.

"Young friend, this is just a misunderstanding."

The old man, whose neck was being held by Fang Xuan, felt weak in his limbs and his internal energy was being suppressed. In his fear, he hurriedly said, "Let's talk this out, let's talk this out."

"Snap!"

However, in response, Fang Xuan twisted his neck with force.

After casually tossing the old man to the ground, Fang Xuan walked towards the remaining three old men.

"You little bastard, you're incredibly arrogant!"

One of the elders, whose cultivation was at the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm, saw that Fang Xuan had no intention of letting them go and immediately shouted, "How dare you, a junior, be so insolent in front of us? This is truly outrageous!"

"You two, let's join forces."

He looked at the two men beside him and said, "Kill him, and we'll split what he got in the cave!"

"Can!"

"Let's do it!"

After only a slight hesitation, the two attacked Fang Xuan simultaneously.

To their surprise, the old man who had proposed the alliance suddenly retreated frantically.

He actually planned to use the two of them to entangle Fang Xuan, buying him time to escape.

Upon seeing this, the two men immediately began to curse and fled in different directions without hesitation.

"Phantom Soul Thrust!"

Fang Xuan's eyes flashed with mockery, and he stirred his divine soul power.

As if frozen in place, the two felt the crisp sound of shattering porcelain emanating from their minds, and blood flowed from their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

Their consciousness was shattered by Fang Xuan's divine soul power, leaving them utterly dead.

As for Fang Xuan, without the slightest hesitation, he pounced on the fleeing old man like a wild beast.

Fang Xuan was much faster than the old man.

Within a few breaths, he appeared behind the old man and punched him in the head.

"You little bastard, die!"

The old man suddenly turned around and threw a swarm of steel needles at Fang Xuan.

The steel needles were sharp and pointed, with a hint of black at the tip, as if they contained some kind of deadly poison.

The steel needles were as fast as lightning, and all of them struck Fang Xuan.

"Hahaha, you little bastard, you've been hit by my venomous scorpion needle! See if you don't die!"

Seeing that Fang Xuan did not dodge, the old man was overjoyed.

These scorpion needles were made by him using the stinger of a two-tailed scorpion.

Once the skin is pierced, the deadly poison enters the body.

Even a powerful expert at the Divine Intent Realm would be severely injured if they didn't die.

"Ding ding ding!"

But the old man was stunned the next moment.

Because his so-called poisonous scorpion needles actually only sparked a few sparks on Fang Xuan's body, without piercing Fang Xuan's skin at all.

What made the old man's pupils shrink even more was that the poisonous scorpion needles that had fallen to the ground were all twisted and deformed.

Is this kid's body made of steel?

"Old dog, is that all you've got?"

Fang Xuan grinned at the old man, his killing intent palpable.

"thump!"

The old man's legs buckled, and he knelt down on the ground.

"Young man, I was wrong, I..."

"Apologize?"

"Too late!"

Fang Xuan's eyes turned cold, and he slapped the other person's head until it was smashed.

Blood spurted out, splattering all over Fang Xuan.

He didn't even bother to wipe it, but turned his head to look at Qi Changfeng and the others who were already dumbfounded, and grinned.

"It's your turn!"

He hadn't forgotten that Wan Rong had ambushed him in the Bronze Hall.

He also learned that Qi Changfeng and his group were sent by Su Qingyao and Zhao Qingcang to kill him.

Fang Xuan never shows mercy to his enemies!

"Fang Xuan, I admit you are indeed very strong."

Qi Changfeng was also somewhat shocked to witness Fang Xuan kill several Qi Condensation Realm martial artists.

But that's about it.

"Unfortunately, your strength is nothing in my eyes."

Qi Changfeng said to Wan Rong and Junior Brother Xiao, "Junior Brother Wan, Junior Brother Xiao, he's in your hands now. Let him see the methods of a disciple of the Dao Asking Sect."

"Don't worry, senior brother."

Wan Rong rubbed his hands together and walked towards Fang Xuan, his face full of undisguised killing intent.

"I will show him that his self-proclaimed genius-level abilities are nothing but an ant in front of me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wan Rong launched himself forward and struck Fang Xuan with a palm.

Junior Brother Xiao also made a move.

He appeared to be a step behind, but in reality, he and Wan Rong attacked Fang Xuan from the left and right, blocking Fang Xuan's retreat.

"Fang Xuan, you killed my brother, today I'll cripple you first and collect some interest!"

Wan Rong's palm was covered by Yuan Power, faintly emitting a crimson hue.

"Splitting Palm!"

The Rift Palm can shatter a martial artist's Yuan Power, sever their meridians, and destroy their Qi Sea.

With one palm strike, even if Fang Xuan had immense skill, he would be rendered useless.

"You?"

Fang Xuan remained expressionless and threw a punch directly.

King's Fist Shakes the World!

The domineering and powerful fist energy, carrying the purest killing power, slammed directly into Wan Rong's palm.

"Snap!"

Wan Rong screamed and flew backward, spitting out blood.

"thump!"

Wan Rong fell heavily to the ground, his face pale, his blood churning violently within him.

His eyes widened in horror, as if he had never expected that Fang Xuan would severely injure him in one move, rendering him unable to fight again.

Fang Xuan didn't even glance at him, his posture as straight as a pine tree, and kicked out with his right foot, striking Junior Brother Xiao in the chest.

"Wow!"

Junior Brother Xiao came quickly and left quickly.

Fang Xuan's kick sent him flying to the ground, sliding more than ten meters before he coughed up blood and passed out.

"this one?"

Fang Xuan looked at Qi Changfeng and said indifferently, "It seems that the strength of your Dao Asking Sect disciples isn't all that great."

"you......"

Qi Changfeng hadn't expected Wan Rong and his companion to be defeated so quickly. The words he had just spoken felt like a slap in the face, burning with pain.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his anger, and stared at Fang Xuan.

"It seems you're much stronger than I imagined."

Qi Changfeng unleashed his Yuan Power from his fingertips and said softly, "It's just a pity. Defeating them is nothing. To kill you, three moves will suffice!"

"Three moves, is that right?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Xuan smiled.

"Then I'll kill you in three moves!"