Chen Fan turned around.
The Senior of the Spirit Husbandry Sect, Qi Feng, was flying over. His Dharma Power surged in all directions, blocking all the powerful energy around him. It seemed that he also felt pressured after diving ten thousand feet down the Spirit Well.
“Are you the Connate Cultivator who saved Lingmeng? Why are you here?”
Qi Feng frowned.
This was ten thousand feet deep in the Spirit Well. Only cultivators of at least the peak stage of the Golden Core Level could survive there. Normal Connate Cultivators would have been smashed by the pressure; it was unnatural for Chen Fan to be there.
While he was about to ask again.
“Swish!”
Three thunderbolts struck and three Golden Core Cultivators surrounded by lightning made an appearance. Looking closely, they were the three Chiefs of the Thunder Pole Institute. “Why, Qi Feng? You want to take this spot? I’m sorry, but it belongs to the Thunder Pole Institute.”
Their thunderbolts were purple, azure and yellow respectively, but each of them seemed extremely dangerous. The lightning even made the air shake.
Qi Feng frowned and dodged to avoid them. He was confident in defeating any one of them, but not if they were together.
Before leaving, Qi Feng looked at Chen Fan.
“Haha, despite those monsters and old cultivators, this place is indeed the best area in the Spirit Well. The vitality and Spirit Qi are the densest and resources are most abundant here.”
The three Chiefs of the Thunder Pole Institute discussed.
They were all surrounded by earth-shattering thunderbolts and didn’t place Chen Fan in their eyes.
After that.
A few other cultivators came and they left immediately after seeing the three Chiefs of the Thunder Pole Institute. Even the Monster Prince of the Ancient Monster Sacred Sect had backed away silently.
In the end.
The three Chiefs finally took note of Chen Fan. One of them, who was surrounded by purple lightning, waved at Chen Fan with his giant hand.
He said, “Kid, we’re in the ten thousand feet mark. This isn’t a place for a Connate Cultivator like you to stay. Go away.”
His hand was a few feet large and the purple lightning carried a terrifying energy that could easily kill a Connate Cultivator. Chen Fan had no doubt that if he were really a Connate Cultivator, he would have been burnt to ashes.
“Hm?”
Chen Fan frowned and went back a hundred feet. He then said coldly, “So, that’s how the Thunder Pole Institute deals with things? You just kill someone because of what he said?”
“Hm, you avoided my attack. Looks like you’re pretty strong.” The cultivator with purple lightning was a bit surprised, but then, he attacked again with both hands.
“Come here!”
Bang.
In the sky.
Two giant hands surrounded by purple lightning appeared. Each of them was ten feet large, like the hands of an Entity. They created whimpering sounds when they flashed across the air.
“Hm, you’re digging your own grave!”
Chen Fan’s eyes glittered. He waved his hand and the azure flying sword behind him turned into a beam of light as it was shot at that cultivator.
“How dare you resist! You have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into. The ‘Purple Lightning Soul Claw’ is a famous Divine Power of the Thunder Pole Institute. It can even kill Golden Core Perfected Cultivators and destroy their Divine Souls, but you’re just a Connate Cultivator,” said the man surrounded by azure thunderbolts.
The other man with yellow thunderbolts around him also smiled and said, “I guess he’s lost his mind.”
The three brothers practiced different Lightning Divine Powers at the Thunder Pole Institute and formed a superior-grade Golden Core together. They were known as the most outstanding elites on the entire Heavenly Jupiter planet and had always been domineering. Killing a Connate Cultivator wasn’t a big deal for them. They would even exterminate a sect if they wanted to. That was why the other cultivators were afraid of them.
Out of their expectation.
Chen Fan watched the sword pierce through the two giant hands, then fly around the brawny cultivator with purple lightning and split his body in half. That cultivator let out an earth-shattering cry. “Argh!”
“Brother!”
“Stop!”
His two brothers were startled. One of them immediately flew to him and protected him with Divine Powers, while the other one took out a giant hammer surrounded by azure lightning. The hammer turned into dozens of feet large, then it flashed towards Chen Fan.
“If you help him, you deserve to die as well! Your sect, the Thunder Pole Institute, is also responsible for letting you be so cruel,” Chen Fan said as he waved his hand.
“Swish!”
The blade aura flashed across the sky and cracked the azure hammer. It then swept through a hundred feet, splitting the man with azure thunderbolts in half.
“Brother!”
“Brother!”
This time, the two of them were completely stunned.
They looked at Chen Fan as if he were a ghost. Chen Fan’s sword didn’t seem to have any power. They were sure that its Dharma Power was below the peak stage of the Connate Level; still, it had easily killed the top Chief of the Thunder Pole Institute, who was a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator. Did that make sense? It was completely beyond their wildest imagination.
“Run!”
The second Chief quickly carried his other brother and tried to escape, but Chen Fan immediately slashed them to pieces. Their limbs were cut off and fell on the ground. Chen Fan then threw them far away. The three Chiefs of the Thunder Pole Institute had been killed, just like that.
“Their Masters are also responsible for their brutality.”
Chen Fan shook his head.
It was a piece of cake for Chen Fan to kill the three Chiefs with his flying sword. The only thing he was concerned about was the azure light underneath his feet. He stomped his foot gently and felt the weak rebounding force from the light.
And yet, when Chen Fan attempted to slash it open, the attack—which could kill peak-stage Golden Core Cultivators—bounced back as if it had struck a huge spring.
“Boom!”
In the end.
Even if Chen Fan launched an attack comparable to that of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, the azure light only shook slightly. The invisible energy rebounded, making Chen Fan’s thumb go numb.
“That’s strange. This array was definitely not formed by people from Heavenly Jupiter.”
Chen Fan looked at the azure light and saw it moving. Looking closely, he found that it was actually formed by countless runes. Those runes were even more mysterious than any other he had seen ever since he had been reborn. They might even go beyond the Divine Rune or Sacred Rune level, and the azure light looked a bit similar to the True Martial Sky-severing Array in a way.
“This is…”
Chen Fan’s eyes popped out, as if he had seen something unbelievable.
He stood there for a long time, then finally stuck out a finger with azure glitters and poked the light gently. The azure light, which could withstand attacks from peak-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators, was split open. Chen Fan stepped one foot inside and he disappeared the next instant. The hole also closed afterwards.
After a while—
Other cultivators passed through and saw the dead bodies of the three Chiefs from the Thunder Pole Institute. They instantly screamed, catching the attention of many cultivators nearby.
“What is going on?”
More cultivators were wide eyed after they approached the area and saw the severed limbs of the three Chiefs. In a blink, news about this incident circulated around the entire Spirit Well and was even spread to the outside world.
Heavenly Jupiter was astonished!