Whispers and murmurs began to spread in the crowd. However, their words were unable to stir up any changes in the state of mind of the elderly man even though he had overheard them. Thus, it was enough to show how mentally strong this expert was.
Elder Lei glanced at Bei Xiaoman. As he saw the latter’s face which was now slightly pale, he felt a little uneasy.
He owed the four mistresses of the Lost World Palace quite a lot of favors. Today, if he kills Ning Fan, he would definitely make Bei Xiaoman sad.
He let out a sigh inwardly. He currently had no command over himself. Since he was a member of the Ximen Aristocratic Family and was being paid by them, he had to be loyal to them and carry out whatever command they gave him.
His gaze turned to Ning Fan. His eyes revealed a hint of mercy as he spoke coldly.
“Zhou Ming, if you surrender without offering any resistance, I will leave your soul intact for samsara as a sign of respect for the Fourth Mistress!”
“There’s no need for that. You aren’t my opponent.”
“Humph! You will regret boasting without shame!”
Elder Lei’s eyes turned merciless. Since he was already an expert who was half a step away from the Void Refinement Realm, how would he be afraid of a Peak Divine Transformation Realm expert?
He was already being merciful to let Ning Fan’s soul return to samsara. Since Ning Fan did not know what was good for him, there was no need to show any mercy.
When he stepped forward, silver arcs of electricity flickered around him. He moved his hands to form the shape of a semi-circle in the air. At the next moment, thunderbolts turned into an eight trigrams palm imprint and dashed towards Ning Fan.
“Eight Trigrams Thunderbolt!”
As he pushed the palm imprint towards Ning Fan, eight arcs of lightning appeared at the cardinal directions as well as the inter-cardinal directions. They took the form of a snake which was as thick as a large bowl. When they charged at Ning Fan, they buzzed instead of hissing.
This palm imprint was not an attack that damaged a large area. Instead, the user of this technique had to condense his entire power on his palm in order to display it. Since it was the silver-robed elderly man who displayed this technique with his Half-Step Void Refinement Realm, each of the lightning snakes was strong enough to eliminate a Peak Divine Transformation Realm cultivator easily.
“Your thunderbolt is not bad. It will be mine!”
Ning Fan suddenly placed his finger on his glabella and took out one of his Peak Grade Spirit Treasures – Spirit Crushing Whip. He then lashed each of the eight lightning snakes one after another.
Although his opponent’s thunderbolt was a Sixth Grade Void Thunderbolt, Ning Fan’s was the thunderbolt of the Heavenly Tribulation.
Eight shadows of his whip which seemed to have turned into eight blood-red dragons flashing with lightning collided against the silver thunderbolts. Upon collision, a blinding light illuminated the entire hall.
After seeing the immense power of their thunderbolts, Lu Qing and Stone Warrior hurriedly activated the defensive formation of the southern tower in order to prevent the power of their fight from bringing destruction to the outside world.
If the power of the blinding light spread outside of the tower, perhaps the entire Xuan Wu City would be razed to the ground.
*Rumble*
As their thunderbolts met, Elder Lei’s expression instantly changed. He had sensed that his Sixth Grade Silver Thunderbolt was actually showing signs of fear and did not dare to resist the blood-red thunderbolt.
After Ning Fan made eight strikes with his whip, the light snakes disintegrated and their lightning power was devoured by his blood-red lightning.
Right in front of everyone’s eyes, he used his Spirit Crushing Whip to devour all of Elder Lei’s spiritual thunderbolts, upgrading his weapon to a Half-Step Void Treasure!
“The Blood Thunderbolt of the Heavenly Tribulation! Among the seven cultivation realms in the cultivation world, this thunderbolt is basically the strongest type!”
Elder Lei’s expression was solemn. He finally realized that even though Ning Fan was a Peak Divine Transformation Realm cultivator, his means were definitely not weak. It would be very difficult to win against him!
Elder Lei glanced over his shoulders and saw Ximen Ye was looking at him gloomily. All of a sudden, Elder Lei figured that it was not a good sign. If he fails to take Ning Fan’s life, then Ximen Ye would definitely take his.
“I have to go all-out! Thunder Dividing Swords, appear!”
Elder Lei flicked his sleeve and eight silver swords appeared in the air.
Each of the swords was Peak Grade Spirit Treasure. When the eight of them combine into one, its might would certainly not be any weaker than a genuine Void Treasure!
“Look! They are the Thunder Dividing Swords! It’s Elder Lei’s most famous weapon. Countless Divine Transformation Realm experts have died under that sword!”
“Humph! That Zhou Ming is certainly dead. Although his blood-red whip is strong and can restrain thunderbolts, it is still a Half-Step Void Treasure after all. It can’t withstand the might of these Thunder Dividing Swords!”
Even though Ning Fan had the upper hand in the fight, the cultivators of the Ximen Family believed that Elder Lei was more likely to win.
As Elder Lei formed a hand seal, the eight swords shone brightly like meteors and gave out an ear-piercing screech. Suddenly, all of them disappeared without a trace. In the next second, each of them flickered to half a zhang* (3.33 m per zhang) away from Ning Fan. They shot out their sword qi, forming eight lightning swords which swept towards him.
When these eight lightning swords combine into one, it could even kill a Half-Step Void Refinement Realm expert.
As he saw the eight lightning swords coming towards him, Ning Fan’s eyes narrowed coldly. He made a step forward and swung the blood-red whip in his hand so fast that countless afterimages were formed. In an instant, he made one hundred lashes in total.
As the one hundred times of whip attacks struck the eight swords, they seemed to have been struck by a massive thunderbolt and disintegrated from the middle of their bodies.
As for the eight traces of sword lightning, they were also wiped out by his Spirit Crushing Whip.
After seeing his eight swords being crushed in an instant, Elder Lei’s eyes were filled with disbelief. He had never thought that the Spirit Crushing Whip would be such a powerful magical treasure.
However, what happened next surprised him even more. At the moment his eight swords were destroyed, one hundred rays of blood-red lightning appeared within his dantian, brutally blasting at his primordial spirit.
*Puke*
Blood drained from Elder Lei’s face. He was already in terrible shape. Besides, he could feel that if Ning Fan had not been merciful to him, his primordial spirit would have been destroyed immediately and he would have died under the blood-red lightning!
“Retreat! Otherwise, I will not show any mercy anymore!”
Ning Fan held the blood-red lightning whip in his hand. His eyes were cold like a devil’s as his hair danced wildly in the wind.
If Elder Lei did not offer his kind intention earlier to keep Ning Fan’s soul intact for samsara, Ning Fan would have definitely not spared him.
However, if Elder Lei still insists on fighting him, he would not spare him again… The only way he would deal with Elder Lei was to finish him off!