His smile was faint, very cold.
Though he showed no wild or unrestrained demeanor, he exuded an indescribable arrogance.
It was a true, all-encompassing indifference.
Heaven, earth, all living beings held no place in this man's eyes.
It was a pity that most people could not comprehend Ling Fan's transcendent state of mind.
To everyone else, he was an unyielding, impossibly powerful Martial Grandmaster.
But what was such a person to Ling Fan?
He was none other than the dignified Qing Yun Di Jun.
Once the foremost figure in the vast expanse of the cosmos.
A Martial King of the Giant Spirit Realm was like an ant in his eyes, let alone a mere Martial Grandmaster of the Heavenly Origin Realm.
Even without employing the Great Underworld Wheel Art and borrowing a sliver of fate's power, he could easily suppress them.
Ling Fan remained silent.
But his gaze clearly conveyed his attitude.
This attitude immediately infuriated Li Yuanzheng.
The realm and power he had painstakingly gained by personally killing his own son, and Ling Fan dared to show such disdain!
It was infuriating to the extreme!
Li Yuanzheng, enraged, roared, "Boy, you should know that a Grandmaster is not to be insulted! Why do you act so arrogantly before me?"
Boom!
Li Yuanzheng, from dozens of paces away, reached out and grabbed at Ling Fan across the void.
With a palm strike, terrifying Heavenly Origin energy flowed, transforming into a colossal palm as large as a house.
Even its palm lines were clearly visible, pressing down upon Ling Fan amidst the shocked gazes of all present.
Ling Fan leaped lightly, evading the palm strike.
Rumble!
The spot where he had stood moments before instantly caved in, shattered by the impact of the palm.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Li Yuanzheng snorted coldly. Having ascended to the Heavenly Origin Realm, his internal Martial Qi had transformed into Heavenly Origin energy, constantly replenished by the energies of heaven and earth, making it virtually inexhaustible.
He could unleash as many such attacks as he pleased.
One colossal Heavenly Origin energy palm print after another rapidly materialized, striking down relentlessly. Ling Fan's figure, in a hair's breadth of space, continuously evaded them.
Rumble.
The ground soon became riddled with craters.
"Let's see how long you can escape!"
Li Yuanzheng narrowed his eyes, a cunning glint appearing. Ling Fan, slippery as an eel, made him, a dignified Martial Grandmaster, feel powerless and so frustrated he wanted to vomit blood.
He decided to abandon Ling Fan.
His gaze shifted to the Lan family members.
A massive palm print quickly formed, striking down towards the heads of Liang Hutu, Lan Tianxiong, Li Huimei, Lan Junjie, Li Shan, and the other Lan family members.
This palm print, four to five zhang in size, enveloped dozens of Lan family members.
If it landed squarely, these people would instantly be reduced to a bloody pulp.
Rumble!
The colossal palm print seemed to carry the might of heaven and earth, terrifying and boundless, growing larger in the horrified eyes of the Lan family members.
A deep despair welled up in their hearts.
Just then.
A figure streaked towards them.
It was Ling Fan!
Liang Hutu, Lan Tianxiong, and Li Huimei's pupils constricted sharply.
"It's dangerous, don't come!"
Li Huimei cried out urgently.
"Master, please leave! Don't worry about us. This shameless dog killed his son for a higher realm. He is now a Martial Grandmaster, and we don't need to contend with him for now! As long as you are alive, Old Liang believes you can easily kill him within three to five months!"
Liang Hutu shouted towards Ling Fan.
However, Ling Fan paid no heed to their words.
Just as the palm print was about to descend, Ling Fan appeared beneath it.
One hand, seemingly slow but in reality as swift as lightning, shot out.
As if lifting the sky with fire!
Boom!
Terrifying Five Elements divine light erupted, and a beam of light reaching the heavens appeared in everyone's sight, easily tearing apart the colossal Heavenly Origin energy palm print.
The shadow that had loomed over the heads of the many Lan family members dissipated.
They revealed expressions of having narrowly escaped death.
As for the powerhouses from the City Lord's Mansion, and the experts from various forces in Jiangnan City who had come to gather information, they were all utterly stunned, frozen in place.
Ling Fan had actually withstood a Grandmaster's attack!
This was simply unbelievable.
As everyone knew.
Only a Grandmaster could contend with a Grandmaster.
Could it be that Ling Fan, at such a young age, had already become a Grandmaster-level expert!
At that moment, everyone was struck dumb with terror.
Even Li Yuanzheng was moved.
His face twitched violently, and killing intent blazed in his eyes.
Boom!
He moved.
Like a hurricane plowing through, all obstacles before him were crushed into dust.
Bang!
With a punch, surging Heavenly Origin energy roared, and a fist aura pierced the air, striking directly at Ling Fan. Kuai Shu Ge.
Li Yuanzheng's personal attack was far more powerful than his previous remote palm strikes.
The terrifying force was like a mountain flood breaking its banks.
Boom!
This time, Ling Fan was blasted flying backward, retreating several steps after landing before stopping himself.
"Good!"
"City Lord is mighty!"
"Kill this brat, avenge the Young City Lord! Avenge our many fallen brothers!"
Hundreds of powerhouses from the City Lord's Mansion roared in approval.
This was the first time Ling Fan had been at a disadvantage, exciting them greatly, as if they saw hope for victory.
Li Yuanzheng grinned menacingly, giving Ling Fan no chance to breathe, and continued his pursuit.
For a time, Ling Fan was at a disadvantage, being suppressed and forced to retreat by Li Yuanzheng.
Liang Hutu and the Lan family members were immediately anxious.
Ling Fan's expression remained unchanged.
It seemed the power borrowed through the Great Underworld Wheel Art was gradually fading.
And its rate of dissipation was rapid; at this rate, it would completely vanish within ten breaths.
However, this was also normal.
This borrowed power was not his own to begin with, and it would naturally disappear once its time limit expired.
Ling Fan simply relinquished this power.
Allowing it to dissipate.
Li Yuanzheng keenly sensed this!
In his perception, the power within Ling Fan seemed to recede like a tide, dropping significantly in a very short moment.
Other Xuan Gang Realm experts also noticed something.
"I said he was merely at the Qi Refining Realm, perhaps not even at the peak of Qi Refining, so how could he contend with a Grandmaster? He must have used some means, and now that means has reached its limit and can no longer be sustained!"
"Then he is definitely doomed this time!"
"What else can he use to fight a Grandmaster now!"
Many onlookers from Jiangnan City shook their heads.
No matter how monstrous Ling Fan was, he was still human, not a demon or a god.
It turned out he too had his limits.
"Oh no, Master is in danger!"
Liang Hutu exclaimed in alarm, becoming anxious. He wanted to struggle to help Ling Fan, but before he could even get up, his injuries flared, blood gushing like a spring, and he fell heavily again.
"Our son-in-law is not a Grandmaster after all, even he has no solution..."
"It's over, our Lan family is finished..."
All the Lan family powerhouses looked on with despair.