c237: (2) - Carving Names on the Stele of Slaughter, The First Man! (2)

Everybody was wrong…

Actually, the Stele of Slaughter wasn’t simply basing on their cultivation level and combat power in judging them.

Having strong combat power was not enough. In its judgement, a great portion of it was about their abilities to kill.

Most of the devil cultivators at the scene had the experience of annihilating an entire country of mortal humans. Their hands were stained with the blood of countless mortal men and women.

However, the people whom Ning Fan killed were solely cultivators, which made his Violent Qi peerless among all the experts.

Furthermore, not only did his name appear on the first ranking, it began to turn red from dark when it appeared.

The redness on his name was actually the Violent Qi!

Ning Fan was the first man who was able to turn his name red on the stele on the spot relying just on the Violent Qi he accumulated!

At this moment, Ning Fan’s eyes were still indifferent. However, his body shone in a fearsome red light. As he turned his head, his gaze landed on Chu He. Immediately, Chu He felt a dreadful pressure within his heart, as if he was being locked on by a ferocious beast. He moved backwards as cold sweat covered his back!

I will die. I will surely be dead!

If I offend this man, I won’t live to see another day! Even if I have seven lives, seventy lives or seven hundred lives, he is going to kill me until I have no more lives to spare!

“So what if I face Ju Yan? So what if I have to fight against a Spirit Severing Realm expert? My true enemies are people akin to Void Fragmentation Realm experts and True Immortals. My battlefield is in the Four Heavens of the Immortal World. Right here, I can’t afford to be weaker than Ju Yan!

Ning Fan’s battle intent rose. At the same time, the third day ended and the gate opened!

Without any hesitation, he dashed into the rainbow-colored gate like a sharp arrow.

The people behind him couldn’t hold a candle against him.

It was because they never had the great ambition of becoming the strongest nor the aspiration of surpassing Ju Yan.

There was a saying that goes ‘the stiffest tree is the easiest to break’. In the cultivation world, however, if a cultivator lacks courage, no matter how lucky he may be, there is no way he can become an Immortal.

Xu Rushan and Yan Zhongze exchanged looks which were filled with absolute shock. None of them uttered a single word.

Xu Qiuling beamed with joy. She was the only person who had complete faith in Ning Fan’s capabilities among those present.

“See that, Master? My guess was correct.”

“*Cough*… You knew it, didn’t you? You knew this Zhou Ming was even stronger than the former patriarch of the Giant Devil Sect who was at the Early Spirit Severing Realm.”

“No. I don’t… I just believe in Young Master Zhou. Among all cultivators in the Endless Sea, the Rain World, the Nine Worlds, and even the Four Heavens of the Immortal World, none would be able to match Young Master Zhou. Maybe there are still a lot of people who are above him at the moment, but I believe one day he will be able to stand at the pinnacle…That’s my only belief…”

“Silly girl. You’re just blindly believing…”

“So what if I’m blind? Am I wrong for believing entirely on a person with no regrets?”

Note :

Measurements :

a. li(里) = 500 m

b. zhang(丈) = 3.13 m

c. chi(尺) = 30.7 cm

d. cun(寸) = 3.33cm