NOVEL NEXT Chapter 234: One Year From Now Will Mark Your Death Anniversary
Thousands of cultivators surrounded the White Crow Sect, their cultivation ranging from the Golden Core Formation realm to the Dao Seeking realm. However, they didn't attack immediately.
Feng Fan flew toward the one who had called him. Outside the barrier, a man hovered in the air, his expression filled with anger as he glared at Feng Fan.
It was Qian Niu, the late Qian Emperor.
But when Qian Niu remembered that his most hated enemy was about to die, his expression relaxed. "Feng Fan, leave now and give me your head, and I might leave you with an intact body!"
Feng Fan feigned a worried expression. "Q-Qian Niu, are you crazy?! You dare to show up here? Don't you know the White Crow Sect is under the protection of the Dao Seeking School? You dare attack us?"
Qian Niu watched Feng Fan trembling in fear and grinned widely. "Hahaha, that's right, I dare. Kneel before me, and maybe I'll spare the White Crow Sect!"
What Qian Niu didn't know was that Feng Fan wasn't trembling from fear but from excitement.
'Just as I thought, they have far more people than the ones I saw at the Black Turtle Sect. Good thing I stopped Elder Long in time, or many of these bastards would still be lurking in the shadows.'
"You—" Feng Fan glared at him. "The Dao Seeking School won't let you off!"
"Hmph, don't worry, you won't live long enough to see them again. Attack!"
Qian Niu gave the order, and all the cultivators attacked the White Crow Sect's barrier. The sky shone brightly as countless immortal techniques struck it simultaneously.
The barrier trembled but withstood the initial attack. However, it was clear to everyone watching that it wouldn't hold for long.
"Enemies attacking!" The White Crow Sect didn't just stand by and watch their barrier fall.
All elders and disciples left their quarters and started fighting back. Those proficient in the Array Dao tried to strengthen the barrier and send defensive spells through it, while the others left the barrier to engage in close combat.
On the Main Peak, Elder Jiang stood beside the Sect Master. "It seems the beast stampede at the Black Turtle Sect wasn't a coincidence after all."
Yin Jian, the Sect Master, nodded. "Elder Jiang, take as many disciples as you can through our teleportation formation. We can't win this battle, but at least we can preserve part of the White Crow Sect."
Elder Jiang shook his head. "Sect Master, we've used this formation before, and some of the attackers were there. I doubt they won't have a countermeasure."
Yin Jian sighed, knowing Elder Jiang was right. "Then we'll have to send more people to break through the encirclement…"
"Wait, Sect Master, Elder Jiang, may I have a word with you?" Feng Fan's voice rang behind them. Read new chapters at My Virtual Library Empire
"Feng Fan, what do you want?" Elder Jiang asked, turning to face him.
Feng Fan approached with a smile. "Don't worry. Just send me alone through the teleportation formation and have everyone else fall back to the Main Peak. But make sure they retreat slowly, don't make it too obvious."
Elder Jiang and Yin Jian's eyes widened. They knew exactly what Feng Fan's words meant.
"Feng Fan…" Yin Jian said. "Don't tell me… you already knew about this attack?"
Feng Fan nodded. There was no reason to lie. "There's no time to explain. Just make sure everyone moves to the main peak while pretending to fight, and I'll go to the teleportation formation alone, okay?"
Yin Jian nodded. He knew Feng Fan well. Since he was aware of the attack and spoke with such confidence, it was obvious he had a plan to turn the situation around.
"Alright, I'll give the orders while Elder Jiang accompanies you to the teleportation formation."
"Let's go," said Elder Jiang, flying toward the teleportation formation, with Feng Fan right behind him.
Feng Fan stepped into the teleportation formation and turned to face Elder Jiang.
"Elder Jiang, I'm ready."
Before activating the formation, Elder Jiang hesitated for a moment and asked one last time.
"Feng Fan… are you sure about this? There will be at least one Dao Seeking realm cultivator there. With your current strength, you'll be slaughtered without any chance of resisting."
Feng Fan circulated his spiritual qi, releasing it outward. The force made his white robes billow from the generated wind.
"Elder Jiang… since I invited them here, why would I be afraid?" A confident, almost heroic smile tugged at his lips.
His words made Elder Jiang's eyes nearly pop out of their sockets. "You—what?!"
Feng Fan laughed. "Don't worry, I have everything under control. Just follow the plan."
Elder Jiang let out a frustrated sigh, deciding he'd rather not hear anymore. Without another word, he activated the teleportation formation, sending Feng Fan far from the White Crow Sect.
As Feng Fan vanished, Elder Jiang shook his head. "Brat, you better know what you're doing."
Turning away, he hurried back to the Sect Master. With enemies at their doorstep, he had a battle to fight!
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Once again close to the Death Plains, Feng Fan hovered in the air, his eyes sharp, looking at the dozens of cultivators surrounding him. The weakest among them was in the Nascent Soul realm, but the stronger had already stepped into the Dao Seeking realm.
The pressure they emanate pressed heavily against him.
"Feng Fan," a voice echoed, heavy with disdain. "One year from now will mark your death anniversary. Do you truly believe you can provoke all the top powers of the Qian Empire and still walk away unscathed?"
Feng Fan looked at the man who spoke. He had a symbol of a monkey holding a polearm—a person from the Monkey King Sect.
He tilted his head, an innocent expression playing across his face. Then, with a voice laced with righteous indignation, he replied, "Provoke the top powers? When have I ever done such a thing? I, Feng Fan, may not be a saint, but I've never meddled in anyone's affairs. I simply mind my own business!"