Supreme Emptiness

He glanced around at the arrogant youths whose eyes were ablaze with anger and said,

"It looks like more than just you want to fight me."

"But I don't like fighting people for no reason."

As he spoke,

he casually pulled out five demonic pills.

Each one was at the Fourth Level of Core Formation.

"I see you all came here for the demonic pills as well."

"So let's be practical and bet with demonic pills!"

"If you win against me, you get all five demonic pills."

"If you lose, give me five demonic pills!"

Shang Shiqiu sprang to her feet, ready to accept the challenge.

But someone held her back.

"Junior Sister Shang, stay calm!"

"Take a closer look at what's in his hand first."

Shang Shiqiu squinted and examined closely.

Her pupils shrank dramatically: "They're all demonic pills from Fourth Level Core Formation beasts, all five of them?"

She gulped slightly.

The dissatisfaction in her heart completely vanished.

Before this, she had always thought she had lost miserably because she had underestimated him.

She believed if given another chance, she wouldn't be as embarrassed as she was before.

But now, that thought was completely gone.

The expressions of the others also changed; their arrogance vanished.

Five Fourth Level Core Formation demonic pills.

This was something Jiang Fan casually took out, not even his limit.

No one could guarantee how many Fourth Level Core Formation beasts he had slain.

And anyone who could easily kill Fourth Level Core Formation beasts.

Was not someone to be taken lightly.

"What? No one's shouting now?"

Now it was Jiang Fan's turn to provoke them.

"Didn't you all want to challenge me just a moment ago?"

"Why are you all silent now?"

"Is it that you have no guts or that you don't have any demonic pills?"

The disciples of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion had always held themselves above others, looking down on the Nine-Sect disciples.

When had they ever been mocked like this?

One of the female disciples, covered in mud and blood, could no longer tolerate it.

"Arrogant!"

With a swift motion,

she took out five demonic pills from her sleeve.

They were of the Fifth, Fourth, and Third Levels of Core Formation.

Jiang Fan nodded.

Then he looked at the other Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion disciples: "What about you?"

Under Jiang Fan's gaze, how could they afford to appear weak?

They all puffed out their chests and reluctantly took out five demonic pills each.

Even the weakest Shang Shiqiu, upon being looked at by Jiang Fan, couldn't resist the provocation, and said, "Bet it is!"

Jian Linyuan shook his head slightly to the side.

"You all."

With just a bit of simple provocation, they were wagering their hard-earned demonic pills.

Leng Qingzhu was at the Fifth Level of Core Formation.

If she tried, it was still uncertain who would win.

But for the others, seeing Jiang Fan take out Fourth Level Core Formation demonic pills, they should have known his strength clearly and shouldn't go seeking their own defeat.

After all, they had stayed in the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion for too long.

Both arrogant and inexperienced.

In contrast, Jiang Fan seemed terrifyingly experienced.

He took out the Fourth Level Core Formation demonic pills for a very particular reason.

Because, if he took out First or Second Level Core Formation demonic pills, they would think rationally about whether it was worth the bet.

But taking out Fourth Level Core Formation demonic pills deeply provoked them.

Plus, Jiang Fan's provoking words.

They all fell for it.

Leng Qingzhu said, "Who do you want to compete with first?"

"You can choose anyone!"

The others all glared at Jiang Fan, full of fighting spirit.

They couldn't believe it.

The prodigies of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion couldn't handle a kid from the Nine-Sect?

Jiang Fan fixed his gaze on Leng Qingzhu and said, "You are the strongest."

"I'll start with you!"

Among them, only Leng Qingzhu was at the Fifth Level of Core Formation.

The others were all at the Fourth Level, and Shang Shiqiu was at the Third Level of Core Formation.

"How brave!" Leng Qingyun felt the provocation when Jiang Fan first challenged her.

She reached back and drew two short swords from her waist.

"Don't cry if you get hurt later!"

With those words, her eyes filled with malice.

Her delicate feet lightly touched the ground, and she immediately transformed into a shadow, using a terrifying movement technique to slash at Jiang Fan from nine zhang away.

Shang Shiqiu clenched her fists: "Senior Sister Leng, go!"

"Show this arrogant guy the grace of our Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion disciples!"

The other disciples also began to discuss.

"In my opinion, Senior Sister Leng can defeat him with one move."

"A movement technique that covers nine zhang in a single step is among the top even in our Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion."

"He probably hasn't even seen such a thing in the Nine-Sect Land."

"It will be difficult just to react, let alone dodge."

Jian Linyuan's eyes were calm.

There was a hint of deeper meaning in his expression.

He didn't believe that someone who could chase down and kill a group of Fifth and Fourth Level Core Formation demonic beasts would be defeated so easily.

The next moment.

His pupils slightly contracted.

Because.

Just when Leng Qingzhu activated her movement technique.

Jiang Fan also moved.

His speed was even faster than Leng Qingzhu's!

Clang—

A prolonged sword sound erupted suddenly.

The full-force attack from Leng Qingzhu's movement technique that was supposed to make Jiang Fan embarrassed.

However.

He pulled out a long, icy sword with a backhanded motion.

In the next moment.

The sword came rushing at him in a blur!

Leng Qingzhu was startled.

Her movement technique was already extremely advanced.

But this peer in front of her was much faster, at least by ten zhangs more!

She hurriedly crossed her short swords, confronting the lightning-fast figure.

Clang—

The short swords collided with the Sorrow Frost sword, sending a series of sparks flying.

The two figures crossed and then separated.

But before Leng Qingzhu's feet could touch the ground, a colorful beam of light came at her from behind.

Leng Qingzhu's expression changed slightly.

She swiftly twisted her body mid-air with impressive agility.

With a snip.

The beam passed under her ribs, scraping away part of her black robe, revealing the skin rubbed red from the friction.

The burning pain snapped Leng Qingzhu back to reality.

She no longer dared to underestimate Jiang Fan.

As soon as her toes touched the ground, she sprang back, using a high-speed movement technique to rush toward Jiang Fan.

"Butterfly's Dream!"

She rubbed the two short swords in her palms, producing a strange inaudible sonic wave.

It vibrated through the surrounding air.

Making both Leng Qingzhu and the space around her seem distorted.

As if it were an unreal dream.

It was impossible to tell how far Leng Qingzhu's strike was.

But.

This move had no effect on Jiang Fan.

He concentrated and activated the Qi Observation Technique.

Locking onto Leng Qingzhu's true position.

"Heaven and Earth Star Fall!"

With a swoosh.

A strong Sword Qi slashed accurately at the seemingly distorted Leng Qingzhu.

What?

Leng Qingzhu was shocked!

It wasn't the power of this Earth-level Swordsmanship that surprised her.

It was that her sword technique couldn't affect him!

She immediately waved one of her short swords, shattering the incoming Sword Qi.

At this moment, she finally realized how difficult Jiang Fan was to deal with.

"Good! Finally, a worthy opponent!"

She threw her hands up.

The two short swords miraculously hovered in the air.

At first glance, it looked like a Sword Control Technique.

But upon closer inspection, one could see that invisible threads from her sleeves bound the short swords.

Using the threads, she controlled the short swords for long-range attacks, mimicking a Sword Flight technique.

The faces of the group became serious.

"She's actually forcing Senior Sister Leng to use this move."

"She only uses this against formidable foes."

"With two swords disrupting him, the boy will have a hard time finding an opening, while Senior Sister Leng can seize the opportunity to strike."

Leng Qingzhu pointed her fingers.

The two short swords, separated by several zhang, shot rapidly toward Jiang Fan.

At the same time,

a ball of purple flame gathered in the palm of Leng Qingzhu's hand.

This was her strongest strike.

An Earth-level mid-tier Palm Technique!

Though partially mastered, its power was terrifying.

Even a minor touch could strip a layer of Jiang Fan's skin!

Jiang Fan looked at the two short swords with interest and said,

"I thought it was a Sword Control Technique."

Coordinating her attack with the short swords, Leng Qingzhu lunged at Jiang Fan.

She scoffed coldly,

"Although this isn't a Sword Control Technique, it's designed based on its principles!"

"Unless you have a third hand!"

"You can't defend against this!"

Her eyes shone with confidence.

This move had never failed!

When an opponent was forced to fend off the attacks from two short swords in different directions.

That was the moment she would unleash her most powerful palm strike!

With Fifth Level Core Formation cultivation and an Earth-level mid-tier Palm Technique.

She couldn't think of a reason for Jiang Fan not to be defeated!

However.

Jiang Fan showed a playful expression.

"I don't have a third hand."

"But..."

He snapped his fingers.

In Leng Qingzhu's horrified gaze, the Sorrow Frost sword flew out instantly.

Jiang Fan's following words reached her ears just then.

"What a coincidence."

"I know the Sword Control Technique."