The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

HISS! HISS! HISS!

The golden whip, which danced like a serpent, had completely lost its autonomous Spiritual Sense. Under the suppression of Qin Fan’s True Qi, it could no longer discern that its target was its own master. With a ferocious hiss that cut through the air, the golden whip lashed out, coiling around Zhou Shaofeng’s neck.

Faced with Qin Fan’s swift and decisive strike, how could the likes of Zhou Shaofeng even think of dodging? Although he reacted in the most timely and appropriate manner possible, he still couldn’t fend off the Magic Whip, whose agility had already surpassed the extraordinary. Then again, even the most ordinary weapon would exhibit the power of a Magic Artifact in Qin Fan’s hands, let alone a high-level Magic Artifact like the golden whip.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

With a few skillful flicks from Qin Fan, the golden whip rapidly coiled several times around Zhou Shaofeng’s neck. Then, with a fierce tug, he jerked it upward and flung Zhou Shaofeng away!

BOOM! RUMBLE!

Zhou Shaofeng, who hadn’t even managed to get close to Qin Fan, was brutally launched high into the air and then savagely slammed back down onto the ground. Amid the thunderous crash, stone chips flew everywhere. At that moment, the back of Master Zhou, so famed throughout Xiangjiang, became a horrific blur of mangled flesh and blood. He violently spat out several mouthfuls of vibrant essence blood, his suddenly pale face twitching in disbelief.

He couldn’t believe Qin Fan was capable of controlling his Magic Whip and using it against him. Even more so, he couldn’t imagine that he would be defeated so easily at Qin Fan’s hands!

"Alright, go find your master," Qin Fan said, glancing disdainfully at Zhou Shaofeng. With those words, he coldly and mercilessly lifted his foot and smashed it down onto Zhou Shaofeng’s chest.

PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!

As Qin Fan’s foot crashed down, Zhou Shaofeng’s eyes bulged, filled with utter unwillingness and regret. His pupils, which had dilated in that final moment, contracted sharply. At this instant, his internal organs were completely shattered by the sheer force of Qin Fan’s stomp. The bones in his chest were fractured and pulverized. In such a state, not even a Daluo Golden Immortal would have the power to save him.

Several more mouthfuls of his life’s essence blood spurted out. Staring with bulging eyes that would never close in death, Zhou Shaofeng opened his mouth, trying to say something. But before any sound could escape, he let out a final gurgle, and his head slumped to the side.

The prodigious man, touted by Xiangjiang as the next Heavenly Master, had perished here on Gufeng Ridge in the prime of his life. He had played a winning hand into utter ruin, ultimately costing him his own life. If news of this outcome reached the circles of Xiangjiang, absolutely no one would believe it.

Seeing Zhou Shaofeng, who was dead beyond any doubt, all the Jiangzhou Masters, including Lai Zhuge, were frozen in stunned silence. With a mere lift of his hand and foot, Qin Fan had coldly and heartlessly crushed the second most influential figure in the world of Abnormal Skills in Xiangjiang.

Has Qin Fan’s strength really reached such a level? First, he captured the soul of the number one figure, Zhou Donglin, and now he has instantly killed and overwhelmed Zhou Shaofeng. This... is this Qin Fan’s current power? This is madness! Is he even human anymore?

These Jiangzhou Masters were unaware of the Judge’s appearance and believed that Qin Fan himself had captured Zhou Donglin’s soul. Now, seeing Zhou Shaofeng’s grisly corpse, they could only stare at Qin Fan in utter horror. In that moment, an overwhelming and unapproachable sense of awe bloomed in every one of their hearts.

He’d capture a soul at the slightest disagreement. He’d kill instantly at the slightest provocation. To them, this was far too terrifying. He was the very model of a capricious demon lord, for whom life and death rested on a single whim!

"Divine Physiognomist Lai, you all should withdraw first. I’m going to deal with the Demon Dragon energy," Qin Fan said indifferently, glancing up from Zhou Shaofeng’s corpse.

"Yes, Master Qin!" Lai Zhuge replied hastily, jolted back to his senses by the sound of Qin Fan’s voice. The psychological impact of the scene was immense, even for him.

"Masters, let us not hold Master Qin back!" Lai Zhuge said, turning to the other Jiangzhou Masters and bowing.

"Right, right, right!" they all stammered, nodding quickly in their dazed shock.

"Master Qin, we shall take our leave first! If you need anything, just call out, and we will be there at a moment’s notice!" Lai Zhuge said, turning back to Qin Fan with a clear look of reverence in his eyes.

"Mm. Go on, then. And another thing—if there’s nothing else, you can all return to Jiangzhou. I probably won’t need you here. If even I can’t handle this, your presence would only get in the way," Qin Fan said with a light nod and a smile.

"Yes! Master Qin, farewell!" Lai Zhuge clasped his fist and bowed deeply before turning to leave.

"Farewell, Master Qin!"

"Farewell, Master Qin!"

"Farewell, Master Qin!"

The other Masters also bowed in unison and bid their farewells.

After smiling and nodding as he watched them quickly depart from Gufeng Ridge, a wry, knowing smile played on Qin Fan’s lips. He took a few light steps forward, then came to an abrupt stop. Raising his right foot, he brought it smashing down with tremendous force.

BOOM! RUMBLE!

A deafening noise, like mountains crumbling and the earth splitting apart, suddenly erupted. The many Masters descending the ridge couldn’t help but shudder in fear. Without exchanging a word, they instinctively quickened their pace.

「Atop Gufeng Ridge.」

As a result of Qin Fan’s stomp, a crater two meters in diameter abruptly appeared on the ridge’s surface. Strangely, beneath the crater lay a hollow void.

Down in the crater, the Jade Bed was now covered in a layer of cascading rubble and dust, creating a disheveled scene. Amidst this chaos, the purple-black energy coiling around the Jade Bed suddenly began to surge violently from below.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

With a sound too faint for the human ear to perceive, the entire hollow space seemed to fill with the purple-black energy in an instant. The dense, heavy, and sinister demonic aura was enough to make anyone retreat in terror.

Standing at the edge of the crater, Qin Fan looked down at the horrifying scene below, and a faint, wicked smile graced his lips. Without a second thought, he leaped straight down into the pit.

The moment he landed steadily on the Jade Bed, the roiling purple-black energy, which had been on the verge of coalescing into a Qi Dragon, suddenly froze. But in the next instant, it swarmed madly toward Qin Fan, as if a predator had found its prey.

Feeling his Prison Suppressing Body about to activate on its own, Qin Fan quickly suppressed it. If the Prison Suppressing Body emerged, not only would it block the Demon Dragon energy from entering him, but it might also scare it away. To prevent that from happening, Qin Fan was forced to clamp down hard on its fluctuations.

Without the Prison Suppressing Body, this mass of Demon Dragon energy no longer had anything to restrain it. The instant it made contact with Qin Fan’s body, it began pouring into him through his seven orifices. Qin Fan, for his part, left them wide open, allowing the Demon Dragon energy to enter freely.

At this moment, he gave no thought as to whether he could withstand it. After all, this wasn’t some harmless Spiritual Energy or Dragon Energy. This was Demon Dragon energy. A single moment of carelessness could result in a backlash, leading to Qi deviation at best, or the complete annihilation of his soul at worst.

However, Qin Fan was now singularly focused on absorption, without a thought for the consequences. Perhaps it was the confidence born from his centuries of experience on the Cangqiong Continent that made him so bold.