With a burst of light that struck, it exploded with a bang, burning fiercely.
Within the flames, the rampant demonic energy within Chen Fan's body erupted, repelling the flames.
He sustained another patch of charring, the smell of scorched flesh even appearing.
Yet, he seemed to feel no pain, leaping up and charging towards Elder Qu.
"Suppress!"
Elder Qu's pupils contracted.
Chen Fan's strength and resilience to damage astonished him.
However, he was not so panicked as to lose his composure, and pressed his palm downwards.
The tortoise shell sank further, its brilliance threatening to engulf Chen Fan.
Though Chen Fan was as violent as a rampaging dragon, he was pinned down as if by a mountain, struggling to move.
"Hmph, just brute strength, you think that's enough to defeat me?"
Elder Qu's expression became much calmer. He reached into a cloth pouch at his waist and produced paper talismans, each radiating a profound aura and significance.
With a flick of his wrist, dozens of talismans flew out like a scattering of celestial flowers, soaring towards Chen Fan.
Upon striking Chen Fan, these talismans all ignited, layers of fiery power appearing and burning anew.
With the tortoise shell suppressing him and dozens of talismans unleashed simultaneously, Elder Qu left Chen Fan no room to breathe.
Including Bai Yazhi, everyone watched, mesmerized.
Elder Qu was indeed a Daoist academy elder, his wealth of resources beyond their reach.
Any one of these talismans would have been a critical item for them, yet Elder Qu used them without restraint.
And for Chen Fan to be treated this way, even if burned to ashes, he could not be said to be unworthy.
Engulfed by layer upon layer of flames, Chen Fan was completely swallowed.
Elder Luan's face turned slightly pale. Watching the scene, she snorted, feeling an unquenched anger in her heart.
The White Cloud Silk had been her treasured artifact for many years, and to have it destroyed by Chen Fan filled her with resentment, wishing she could kill him herself.
But since Elder Qu had taken action, it would be too much to regard Chen Fan so highly if she intervened again.
The middle-aged man in the Daoist robe, holding his long sword, shook his head slightly, a hint of complexity in his gaze.
He could discern Chen Fan's true age. In the secular world outside Kunlun, possessing such cultivation and power at such an age was exceptionally rare.
If Chen Fan were to be chosen for the Kunlun Daoist Academy, it would not be a bad option.
However, in this situation, there was little room for negotiation.
Wrapped in flames, Chen Fan continued to advance, though with evident difficulty.
Just as Chen Fan seemed about to give in, a hand emerged from the flames, grasping the edge of the tortoise shell.
As the hand secured its grip, the spiritual light of the tortoise shell suddenly dimmed.
Then, a scene that stunned everyone unfolded: the hand, gripping the tortoise shell, swung it violently.
With a series of thuds, flames flew wildly, landing on the white jade platform, still burning.
The dense flames that had enveloped Chen Fan were all scattered.
Chen Fan's figure reappeared, his body charred black, looking utterly pathetic.
Yet, his body remained ramrod straight, dragon roars echoing from within him.
Elder Qu's eyes widened in disbelief, unable to comprehend what he was witnessing.
He quickly chanted incantations, channeling his spiritual power to reclaim control of the tortoise shell.
But as Chen Fan held it, the tortoise shell remained motionless.
Behind Chen Fan, countless phantom figures emerged.
They were valiant soldiers, arrayed in formation, roaring, raising their sabers and spears, their fury directed at the heavens and the earth!
The spirits of the valiant returned, the great wind arose, and they stood shoulder to shoulder with him!
An invincible battle intent that made heaven and earth bow, and mountains and rivers change color, was now imbued in Chen Fan.
Under this invincible will, Elder Qu's spiritual power shattered upon contact.
Elder Qu attempted repeatedly but failed to reclaim his artifact, becoming somewhat flustered.
At this moment, Chen Fan leaped up, rampant demonic energy surging, carrying his body. He slammed the tortoise shell towards Elder Qu.
This sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard, leaving them gaping and unable to react.
How did it suddenly become like this?
The middle-aged Daoist sensed something was wrong and leaped forward.
But it was too late. Chen Fan had already lunged at the stunned and helpless Elder Qu.
Elder Qu reacted and struck out with his palm.
But Chen Fan swung the tortoise shell and smashed it towards him.
Elder Qu's expression changed drastically. As he tried to retreat, an irresistible force struck his hand.
With a crack, his hand felt as if it had been hit by a hammer, and the sound of breaking bones echoed.
This was not the end. Under the immense force, his hand could not resist. After breaking, it hung limply.
And the massive tortoise shell, like a millstone, smashed directly into his face.
His face made intimate contact with his own artifact. Elder Qu's entire face contorted and deformed. As he retreated, he was sent flying, like a kite with a broken string.
His spiritual power was completely scattered. Under the intense pain, a mouthful of teeth flew out, and he crashed heavily to the ground.
Chen Fan ignored him and pounced again.
"Stop!"
The fastest to react, the middle-aged Daoist, was now behind Chen Fan, thrusting his sword. The sword light was like a rainbow, bright as the moon.
The sword intent was extremely sharp.
But Chen Fan ignored it, instantly reaching Elder Qu and smashing the tortoise shell down again.
The middle-aged Daoist's face darkened, and he thrust his sword, piercing Chen Fan's body.
With a bang, the tortoise shell landed, its spiritual light rippling outward, striking Elder Qu squarely again.
Elder Qu was smashed into the floor tiles, his bones about to shatter.
He had never imagined that the tortoise shell artifact he had refined for years would have such power when used to strike someone directly.
Of course, he would have preferred not to know.
Having impaled Chen Fan with his sword, the middle-aged Daoist was also shocked by Chen Fan's ferocity.
Internally, he did not particularly wish to kill, but since Chen Fan refused to stop, he could only draw his sword horizontally.
However, the sword seemed to get stuck in Chen Fan's body.
Chen Fan suddenly turned, swinging the tortoise shell back.
The middle-aged Daoist was startled and quickly withdrew his sword, retreating.
Blood gushed out. Chen Fan dropped the Tenka Guren sword, reached out and grabbed Elder Qu, then turned to face the middle-aged Daoist, his eyes cold and frenzied.
Despite the severe injuries, he paid no heed, staring intently at the middle-aged Daoist.
Elder Luan's body flashed, and she appeared before Chen Fan, raising her sword to strike.
The tortoise shell was brought up horizontally, blocking the sword light. Chen Fan, gripping Elder Qu by the neck, said hoarsely, "Attack again, and he dies!"
"You court death!"
Elder Luan was furious and advanced with her sword.
"Stop, Elder Luan, stop!"
The middle-aged Daoist raised his long sword, blocking Elder Luan.
"Mo Yunfeng, if we don't kill him, what then?"
Elder Luan frowned and said.
"What if we kill him?" Mo Yunfeng replied, "If Elder Qu is lost, how will we explain ourselves to the Dean?"
Elder Qu, held in Chen Fan's grip, felt immense humiliation. In his rage, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
"I want to see Su Yingxue!"
Chen Fan ignored Mo Yunfeng and Elder Luan's discussion and said indifferently, "If you don't agree, he dies. I'll kill others next!"
"Kong Qingzi, Yun Yazhi, Bai Yazhi, everyone except you two, I'll kill them one by one!"
His tone was indifferent, speaking these words as if they were the most ordinary things.
Elder Luan's expression changed, and she said angrily, "You... dare to be so insane?"
"I'm insane?"
Chen Fan said coldly, "Three Golden Core realm experts against one person, is your Kunlun not insane?"
"You cannot take Su Yingxue."
Mo Yunfeng stated.
"I will see her first."
Chen Fan was silent for a moment before saying.