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Chapter 321 - Foggy Swamp, Part Two

These were disciples from the Raging Inferno Palace, who had teamed up to explore the misty swamp. When they caught sight of a sudden burst of flame in Chen Fan\'s direction, they knew a valuable treasure had appeared. So, they hurried over, eager to claim it for themselves.

“Kid, put down the spear.”

"Break one of your arms, and we might let you live!"

"You\'re not worthy of wielding such a treasure."

The group of five people surrounded Chen Fan, slowly inching closer to him. Their gazes were cold, flickering with ferociousness, as they eyed him like a tiger watching its prey.

“Hoho, I’ll also offer you a way out. Break one arm each and scram, or face the music!”

Chen Fan slammed the butt of the iron spear into the ground. A glint of steel flashed, and a chilling breeze swept out, causing ripples across the swamp.

“Audacious!”

“Insolence!”

“Oh boy, you don\'t know who you\'re messing with!”

“No need to waste your breath on him. He\'s signed his own death warrant!”

“Go to hell!”

The youth closest to Chen Fan suddenly unleashed a powerful palm strike, the force akin to an ax cleaving a mountain.

Mountain Cleaving Palm!

Chen Fan didn’t make any special moves in retaliation. The iron spear shot out, breaking through everything in its path, and skewered the youth with a poof, leaving him hanging on the iron spear and frozen in his attacking stance.

The remaining four jumped in fright. However, their shock quickly turned to fury as they unleashed their full power.

“Damn it, how dare you kill our Raging Inferno Palace’s disciple!”

“Get him, it’s a Grade-4 treasure!”

“Strike together, kill him!”

Chen Fan countered with a swift back thrust, impaling another attacker before they could get close.

“Reckless idiots!”

Killing a person with every thrust, Chen Fan was overwhelming them with his spear.

The air crackled with the sound of thunder as Chen Fan swung the spear horizontally, shredding another assailant.

“Run! Quick!!! We’re no match for him!”

“Withdraw, we’ll go get Senior Brother Leng Yunfeng to kill him!”

The two remaining youths cowered.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Fan had killed three from their group. They were completely outclassed.

However, it was already too late for them to think about running.

Chen Fan infused his primeval force into the iron spear and stabbed out at the two.

With a boom, a rolling scarlet flame shot out, devouring the two instantly. They became ash before they could even scream.

The intense fire consumed the towering trees, turning the ground to blackened char and threatening to transform the swamp into a fiery landscape.

After finishing off the last two, Chen Fan suddenly turned around and said, “Friend, you\'ve been watching from the shadows for long enough. It\'s time to reveal yourself."

Swish!

A figure leaped from the dense forest and landed gracefully on a nearby stone in the swamp.

“Not bad, not bad at all. I happen to practice a fire-attributed cultivation technique. This iron spear suits me very well. Kid, you’re only at the seventh level. You might have taken down those five losers with the help of that treasure, but facing me? You don\'t stand a chance. If I were you, I\'d offer up the treasure at once to save my own life.”

This youth seemed to be in his early twenties; his eyebrows were thick, and his eyes were big. He exuded a scorching aura that warped the surrounding space with its heat, making him seem like he was in a different dimension.

This person was at the peak of the eighth level. He had his hands at his back, looking at Chen Fan loftily.

“Hoho, you’re overestimating yourself. If you want the treasure, come and get it.” Chen Fan smiled coldly, showing a disdainful look.

“I expected that much. That treasure is undoubtedly good, but do you have the strength to keep it? Possessing it without strength renders you unworthy and vulnerable. Having it in your hands is akin to holding onto a disaster waiting to strike. I’ll give you another chance. Don’t make a mistake,” said the thick-eyebrowed youth.

Chen Fan pointed at him with the iron spear and said icily, “You speak too much nonsense. A jab should be enough to kill you.”

The thick-eyebrowed youth didn’t show any anger. Instead, he shook his head and sighed. “Haaa, why do so many people seek death? I offered you two chances, yet you seem adamant about choosing the third—death. Fine, then I’ll be kind and grant your wish. Remember, the person who killed you is Gu Fenxian!”

The fiery primeval force at Gu Fenxian’s back rose again, transforming into a drawing.

In this drawing, the flames and smoke had turned into immortals.

The fire burned the immortals. None displayed any hint of their supposed immortality; instead, their contorted faces bore the anguish of torment.

“Brat, you should feel proud to be able to die from my Burning Immortal Drawing.”

Gu Fenxian executed the Burning Immortal Drawing. The drawing surged toward Chen Fan with a whoosh, threatening to engulf him in the same fiery torment depicted within.

Immediately, an intense heat wave swept over.

Chen Fan felt as if he was inside a furnace, surrounded by blazing fire trying to burn him to death. He felt a burning pain on his skin.

Despite that, he didn’t even twitch an eyebrow. His gaze was like a torch. He shouted, “I told you, all I need is one spear to kill you!”

Chen Fan seemed unimpressive when he remained still, but when he moved, he shocked the heavens.

His cultivation surged, and his arm stabbed out, launching a heaven-piercing strike.

Immediately, the air flowed backward. Cracks appeared on the faces of those burning immortals on the Burning Immortal Drawing, and the single spear tore apart the entire drawing.

That was not the end, however. The terrifying spear thrust tore through the Burning Immortal Drawing like paper and shockingly continued toward Gu Fenxian. The sounds of spirits wailing rang in the area.

Gu Fenxian’s cold smile froze.

“How is this possible?”

He had never imagined that his prized technique would fail so utterly against Chen Fan\'s single strike. That technique couldn’t even stop Chen Fan’s attack.

He wanted to dodge, but the terrifying aura locked him in place. He could only watch as the iron spear took his life from him.

Chen Fan retracted his spear. He retrieved Gu Fenxian’s storage ring and took out the items inside.

There were quite a few valuable items. A scroll for a cultivation technique appeared in his hand. It was the Burning Immortal Drawing Cultivation Technique Gu Fenxian practiced.

“Oh, it’s a pretty decent cultivation technique. It’s actually an upper-profound tier martial art. Hmm, a fire-attributed cultivation technique. It suits Father very well. Although our Chen Clan confiscated a few large clans, the cultivation techniques we obtained from them were only mediocre.”

Chen Fan put the Burning Immortal Drawing Cultivation Technique away, planning to give it to Chen Zhengqing in the future. With this upper-profound tier cultivation technique, the Chen Clan’s foundation would improve further.

A clan\'s foundation depended not only on the clan’s history but also on its treasures, their experts, and the cultivation techniques that served as a pillar to the clan.

An upper-profound tier cultivation technique could allow a clan to produce Yuanfu realm experts endlessly, perhaps even Core Formation realm experts. That was the foundation.