Feigned Obstruction

As the two approached the battlefield, they sensed a barrier enveloping the combat zone. The barrier separated the inner space from the outside world-not as a physical wall, but as a profound and mysterious fluctuation. This fluctuation made it impossible for the Hybrid Demon Beasts inside to leave.

With the Hybrid Demon Beasts unable to leave, it meant they could only be hunted.

Moreover, the Hybrid Demon Beasts did not coexist peacefully; they would slaughter one another. The existence of this barrier greatly accelerated the speed at which the Hybrid Demon Beasts could be hunted.

Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao exchanged a glance, a hint of joy flashing in their eyes. With this setup, even if the two of them were relatively weak, they could conveniently hunt a few Hybrid Demon Beasts. Raising the Yin Yang Profound Scripture to the second level would be no problem, and even the third level was not impossible!

And so.

Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao quickened their pace and arrived outside the barrier, preparing to step inside and join the other Yin Yang Divine Sect disciples in hunting the Hybrid Demon Beasts.

But just as they lifted their feet, about to step into the barrier...

A sharp rebuke suddenly rang out.

"Stop!"

Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao instinctively halted and looked toward the source of the voice, only to see a disciple glaring at them.

"Senior Brother, is there an issue?"

Ning Fan cupped his hands in a polite salute.

He did not want to offend someone he was meeting for the first time.

"Heh."

The anger in the disciple's eyes gradually turned into amusement and mockery. He raised his chin slightly, glancing down at Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao.

"This formation was personally laid down by Lingxu Fairy. It prevents the Hybrid Demon Beasts from escaping, and forces them to slaughter each other inside, greatly reducing the difficulty for us disciples to hunt them."

"However..."

"All the disciples inside this formation possess exceptional methods, capable of contending and fighting with the Hybrid Demon Beasts."

"You two are far too weak."

"Entering this formation would only let you pick up scraps. Not only would you be useless in the fight, but you would also snatch up the Yin Yang Origin Cores of the Hybrid Demon Beasts that die fighting each other."

"You two simply have no right to enter the formation. Coming inside would be nothing more than courting death!"

The disciple's voice was neither loud nor soft, but it landed clearly in everyone's ears. For a moment, many disciples who were not currently fighting turned to look at Ning Fan, their eyes filled with amusement and mockery.

It was true!

What this disciple said was not false. In their eyes, anyone entering the formation needed to at least possess the ability to fight the Hybrid Demon Beasts.

Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao certainly lacked such skills. If they entered the formation, they would only be scavenging corpses. Did the group need Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao for that?

They already didn't have enough to go around for themselves!

A trace of coldness flashed through Ning Fan's eyes.

He respected others.

But the premise was that others had to respect him as well. Trash like the disciple standing before him did not deserve his polite words.

Ning Fan withdrew his gaze, completely ignoring the disciple who had just spoken, and lifted his foot to step straight into the formation.

"You-you dare!"

The disciple who had tried to stop Ning Fan instantly flushed with anger.

"Heh."

"I want to see just what kind of weight this so-called genius carries, the one who made all the peaks of the Yin Yang Divine Sect fight over him. Let me show you."

"What a personal disciple truly is!"

"And what it means to respect your Senior Brother!"

As his voice fell, the man's figure blurred, arriving directly in front of Ning Fan. He raised a hand and unleashed a punch at Ning Fan, who had just stepped into the formation. The fist had not yet arrived, but a fierce astral wind preceded it.

Ning Fan's clothes and hair whipped wildly in the gale of the opponent's punch, making him appear as if he were teetering on the verge of collapse.

"Tch."

"A personal disciple attacking a Ranking Disciple barely counts as breaking the rules. Besides, those two new disciples are blind, actually daring to compete with us for Fated Chances."

"Although Liu Fan's strength and talent are average, he barely lives up to his status as a personal disciple. Those two are in for a thrashing."

A series of contemptuous voices rang out. Even though Ning Fan had previously managed to block a burst of spiritual energy from Young Master Zheng, that was merely a casual strike at roughly the mid-Profound Extreme Realm. It hardly even counted as a real attack.

But right now, Liu Fan-a late-Profound Extreme Realm personal disciple of Lingyue Peak-was stepping up to personally teach Ning Fan a lesson. This was bound to be far more powerful than a casual burst of spiritual energy from Young Master Zheng!

Just as he closed the distance, Liu Fan suddenly lowered his voice and muttered.

"Junior Brother Ning, you have to display some strength so that others won't target you once you enter the formation. Do you understand?"

Ning Fan was startled. Was this man actually trying to help him?

But seeing Liu Fan practically on top of him, Ning Fan had no choice but to raise his own fist to clash against the incoming blow.

Bang!

A heavy sound of collision erupted, followed by a sweeping shockwave. However, this shockwave did not burst in a normal circular ring.

Instead, it centered on Liu Fan and blasted directly forward toward Ning Fan.

Thud, thud, thud-

Ning Fan was swept backward by the shockwave, forced into a violent retreat. He stumbled back a full dozen steps before finally halting, leaving a trail of deep footprints gouged into the earth.

It was a clear testament to the immense force he had just endured.

Ning Fan raised his hand and glanced at his knuckles. Drops of warm blood steadily dripped from them; he had clearly been injured by Liu Fan's punch.

But he could feel that Liu Fan's punch only appeared ferocious on the surface.

Its actual might had been heavily restrained.

"Heh, with this pathetic level of skill, you still delude yourself into thinking you can share Fated Chances with us?"

"You think far too highly of yourself."

Liu Fan spoke loudly, ensuring that his voice reached everyone's ears.

"Get lost."

"There are still a few scattered Demon Beasts wandering the Evolution Grounds outside the formation. If you two search patiently, you might stumble upon a stray Hybrid Demon Beast or two."

Despite his dismissive words, a wave of shock was rippling through Liu Fan's heart.

Even though he had held back.

That punch just now had still carried tremendous weight. During their clash, the raw physical strength Ning Fan displayed far exceeded the peak of the Yellow Extreme Realm. It was even stronger than that of an average mid-Profound Extreme Realm cultivator!

The other disciples called Liu Fan "average in talent," but that was only in comparison to other personal disciples. He was still a personal disciple!

If his talent were truly ordinary, how could he have earned such a rank?!

Liu Fan knew he could beat a first-layer Profound Extreme Realm cultivator to death with a single punch. Yet, during their clash just now, he could clearly sense that Ning Fan hadn't suffered any actual heavy injuries. His violent retreat had merely been a technique to skillfully deflect the brute force of the blow.

But thinking about it, it made sense.

Ning Fan was the legendary genius everyone was talking about. Such astonishing talent was to be expected.

"Junior Brother Ning, do you perhaps have any stronger methods? Why not show them off to us?"

Outwardly, Liu Fan was dripping with mockery, but he was secretly handing Ning Fan an opportunity to prove his worth. As he spoke, he winked, shooting Ning Fan a highly suggestive look.

Ning Fan instantly understood Liu Fan's intentions.

"Methods? I do indeed have a few."

Ning Fan murmured to himself. The moment his voice faded, the aura surrounding his body violently erupted.

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