"What's going on?"
Lu Tiannan frowned, worried. The Radiant Saint Son seemed unable to sense Lu Fan. If that were the case, it would be extremely dangerous. Once the technique of returning to the west was activated, it could kill someone at any moment. Lu Tiannan had no doubt about Lu Fan's decisiveness. The four elders of the Holy Land had died by Lu Fan's hand. If his guess was correct, he would deliver a fatal blow to the Radiant Saint Son at any opportunity.
"Wait patiently!" Dao Xuan said softly, "With me here, the Saint Son will be absolutely safe!"
Lu Tiannan quickly nodded. With Dao Xuan's words, he felt much more at ease. As a Grand Elder of the Holy Land and a Saint King, once such an existence intervened, no one below the King level would be able to contend with him.
Whoosh...
In an instant, a sound of breaking wind was heard. Before the Radiant Saint Son could react, there was a trace of blood on his neck. Fortunately, he had the Radiant Art to protect him, otherwise, that move would have been enough to cost him his life.
"Saint Son!" Lu Tiannan shouted, becoming even more flustered. Many people in Flower City also watched, their hearts pounding at the thrilling scene. Lu Fan had almost killed the Radiant Saint Son. The Assassin Dynasty's technique of returning to the west was indeed a great killing art.
At this moment, the Radiant Saint Son's face turned ashen. He touched the bloodstain on his neck, feeling a lingering fear. However, with Lu Fan hidden and him in the open, it was quite troublesome. Although he had unleashed the Radiant Art, it had no effect within the domain of Thunder's Fury.
Lu Fan hid in the void. He hadn't used his full strength just now; it was only a probe. But precisely because of this, he discovered that although the Radiant Saint Son's aura was strong, his actual combat power was somewhat weak. If his guess was correct, he must have been pampered in the Holy Land and had never trained in the outside world.
Whoosh, whoosh!
In an instant, a sound of breaking wind was heard. Lu Fan, like a phantom, appeared before the Radiant Saint Son in the blink of an eye. Before he could react, his spiritual sword had already sealed his throat.
"Seeking death!"
The Radiant Saint Son felt the aura of death instantly. An aged voice rang out. Dao Xuan, the Grand Elder, waved his hand and forcefully sent Lu Fan flying.
Pfft...
A mouthful of blood spurted out. Lu Fan's face looked grim. He knew Dao Xuan's strength was not weak, but he hadn't expected him to have such means.
"You think you can harm my Saint Son?" Dao Xuan said arrogantly, looking at Lu Fan as if he were a dead man. The reason he hadn't intervened earlier was simply to let the Radiant Saint Son gain some experience. Now that his goal was achieved, Lu Fan was useless.
"So this is the style of the Radiant Holy Land!" Lu Fan wiped the blood, showing disdain. Before the fight, he and the Radiant Saint Son had already agreed. Now, Dao Xuan's intervention was a violation of the rules.
The Radiant Saint Son's face was unsightly. He looked at Dao Xuan and said, "I just said that no one is allowed to interfere. Why did you intervene?"
"Saint Son, don't be foolish." The Grand Elder smiled, "If I hadn't intervened, he would have threatened your life. Such a thing must never happen."
The Radiant Saint Son frowned, his face filled with shame and indignation. As the dignified Radiant Saint Son, to be defeated by an unknown person, how could he establish himself in this world? If the Grand Elder hadn't intervened just now, he would have already died. This was a great blow to him.
"So, you don't keep your word at all!" Lu Fan said coldly, "Is this the majesty of the Holy Land? I've seen it today."
"You brat, stop spouting nonsense!" Lu Tiannan said coldly, "Today, you cannot escape even with wings, and you will surely die."
The others from the Radiant Holy Land also had indifferent expressions, not taking this matter seriously. It seemed that in their eyes, Lu Fan was just a plaything, not worth mentioning at all.
"I never thought that the dignified Saint Son of the Holy Land would break his word and now send people to assassinate!" Sister Zhao's voice rang out, and she instantly disappeared into the crowd. At the same time, many people in Flower City also spoke out, clearly disapproving of the Radiant Holy Land's actions.
Seeing everyone speaking out, the Radiant Saint Son's face turned ashen. He didn't know what to do. After all, he had confidently declared that he would duel Lu Fan and had said that no one else would be involved, but now things had gone against his wishes. Thinking of this, the Radiant Saint Son's face was filled with helplessness, and his Dao heart was somewhat unstable. He could not accept this matter.
"Grand Elder, I already said this is my business, and you shouldn't have interfered!" The Radiant Saint Son said coldly, "Even if I die today, it is my fate!"
"Saint Son, don't speak nonsense. The Holy Land has paid a great price to cultivate you," Dao Xuan said with a smile, "How can we allow you to have any mishap? Besides, he is just your stepping stone. Why take it so seriously?"
"Saint Son, Elder Dao Xuan is right!" Lu Tiannan nodded and said, "This matter is of great importance. Please consider it carefully and do not make any mistakes!"
The Radiant Saint Son was helpless. Only now did he realize that he was just a pawn of the Holy Land and could not make his own decisions. Even his own life might not belong to him.
"To think that the dignified Saint Son of the Holy Land has ended up like this is truly laughable," Lu Fan said with endless mockery, not paying any attention.
"Your time is up, and you still dare to talk nonsense here!" The Grand Elder said with a cold expression, a surge of spiritual energy erupting from his palm as he grabbed at Lu Fan. The wind was fierce wherever it passed.
At the same time, the people of Flower City also watched, their hearts filled with fear. It was not common to see the Grand Elder of the Holy Land personally take action.
"It's over, it's completely over this time!" Bai He exclaimed, "This is going to cause big trouble!" With these words, the Fairy Bai Hua's face also turned a little ashen. Even if she wanted to help, she probably didn't have the strength. This was the Grand Elder of the Holy Land, a Saint King level expert.
"Haotian of the Assassin Dynasty, it seems he is going to fall today!" Conversations filled Flower City. Everyone felt a sense of pity. The Assassin Dynasty had not produced such an excellent assassin for a long time, one who could even defeat a Saint Son, and he was so young.
At the same time, the elders of the Radiant Holy Land revealed cold smiles. With the Grand Elder intervening, it was bound to be foolproof, and Lu Fan would surely die. The Radiant Saint Son stood in the void, constantly doubting himself, even feeling like a failure. He thought he could be invincible among the younger generation, but he never expected to be defeated so miserably on his first outing.
"What should we do!" Xu Fei frowned, "This is a Saint King. How can Lu Fan escape!"