The Wushi Seal Shows Its Ferocity

As the Seal of Man appeared, an ancient, desolate undulation emanated from Ning Fan. That undulation was identical to the one from the stone stele.

In an instant.

Ning Fan's face turned pale.

This Wushi Seal directly devoured more than half of the spiritual energy within his body, making his footing somewhat unsteady.

"This is?!"

Zhao Qi narrowed his eyes. Looking at the Seal of Man that had abruptly appeared before Ning Fan, a trace of solemnity flickered in his eyes, yet he didn't feel an overwhelming Pressure from it.

What he felt more of was mystery.

When the others saw the Seal of Man appear, their eyes also narrowed. Many recognized that this move was the very martial skill Ning Fan had just comprehended from the stone stele.

"It's merely a Profound-tier martial skill. Can it really reverse the situation?"

A voice rang out, voicing the thoughts of the crowd.

The grade of this seal had been stated by Ning Fan himself. An ordinary Profound-tier martial skill was utterly powerless against the Ten Thousand Jun Hand empowered by Zhao Qi's Steel Bone Body!

Bang-

The giant spiritual hand struck the Seal of Man, and a shockwave abruptly burst forth. The fiercely charging Zhao Qi suddenly found his body stiffen in mid-air.

He couldn't advance even a fraction of an inch!

In contrast, the Seal of Man didn't budge an inch. It didn't even tremble. It was as stable as a mountain amidst a storm!!!

"What?!"

Zhao Qi's eyes widened, his pupils shrinking to the size of pinpricks. The reaction force from his palm striking the Seal of Man caused his breath to catch in his throat, and his face instantly flushed a deep red.

To Zhao Qi, it felt as though the Seal of Man floating in mid-air was not an unrooted object, but a mountain wall rooted deep within the earth!

Even though he exerted all his strength, he couldn't shake it in the slightest.

"Go!"

Ning Fan's fingers moved again. The Seal of Man suddenly expanded, growing from the size of a palm to the width and height of one and a half men, completely blocking Zhao Qi.

In the next moment.

The Seal of Man surged forward, dragging Zhao Qi along with it in a frenzied rush. Then, the Seal of Man changed direction, slamming heavily into the ground!!

Boom-

A massive explosion echoed as the Seal of Man drove Zhao Qi into the earth. A giant, deep crater appeared before everyone's eyes.

Once the Seal of Man vanished, the crowd saw Zhao Qi's figure embedded into the soil.

He cut a miserable figure.

"Blergh-"

Zhao Qi spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Upon closer inspection, fragments of internal organs were mixed within the blood; it was evident his internal organs had suffered severe trauma.

Zhao Qi's body twitched. It was apparent he was trying with all his might to break free, but the surrounding earth and stone tightly encased his body.

Gravely injured, he was completely unable to extricate himself.

Quiet.

Absolute silence.

Between heaven and earth, it was so quiet one could hear a pin drop. Everyone looked at Ning Fan, their eyes filled with shock. That small seal could actually erupt with such tremendous power!?

It was truly unbelievable!!

"This..."

"Zhao Qi... lost!?"

"It seems so."

"Iron Hand Zhao Qi, the prodigy of the Zhao family, the personal disciple of the Peak Master of Profound Female Peak, a genius possessing a Combat Constitution... he actually lost to Ning Fan, who hasn't even joined a Main Peak yet!?"

"That hand seal is no ordinary Profound-tier martial skill!!"

"Absolutely not!!"

The attention of the surrounding Peak Masters and disciples gradually focused on the martial skill Ning Fan had executed. That ancient, desolate hand seal was actually capable of defeating the Ten Thousand Jun Hand augmented by the Steel Bone Body in a head-on clash. If Zhao Qi didn't possess a special physique...

That Seal of Man would have crushed him to death instantly!!

Hiss-

As the crowd realized this fact, they inhaled sharply. Gazes fell upon Ning Fan, filled with shock and solemnity.

In the future.

Within the entire Yin Yang Divine Sect, there would likely be another top-tier genius that the entire younger generation would have to treat with utmost caution!!!

A genius worthy of being called a monstrous prodigy!!

Ning Fan stared at Zhao Qi, whose life or death was uncertain on the ground. Upon closer observation, he could see the faint rise and fall of Zhao Qi's chest. -He was still alive.

Realizing Zhao Qi's life was preserved, a flash of killing intent crossed Ning Fan's eyes. His figure blurred as he charged toward the defenseless Zhao Qi.

"What!?"

"This Ning Fan actually intends to deal a killing blow!?"

A shocked voice rang out, expressing the crowd's horror. Zhao Qi had the backing of the Zhao family, and currently, the Zhao family's Dao Lord was present...

Wasn't this courting death!?

Sure enough.

In the next moment, the old woman tapped her dragon-head walking stick. A cloud of black smoke swept out, instantly swallowing Ning Fan's body.

Ning Fan felt himself lose control of his body.

When he opened his eyes again.

He had returned to his original position.

Ning Fan's heart skipped a beat.

That old woman had actually disregarded her status to intervene... No, she must still have some reservations. If she truly had no reservations, Ning Fan would probably already be a corpse.

"We concede."

"Let this duel end here."

The old woman's voice rang out.

Seeing this scene, Gui Yazi, standing nearby, couldn't help but grit his teeth. To think they actually let Ning Fan pass all three trials!?

Damn it!!!

Exercising his privilege, only to let a disciple slip away-this was undoubtedly a massive humiliation for their Yin Yang Peak.

Yet, Gui Yazi had nothing to say.

He had watched the previous battle closely; Zhao Qi had not held back or underestimated his opponent in the slightest. Despite that, Zhao Qi had nearly been beaten to death by Ning Fan.

With Ning Fan's level of strength, even if he sent Zou Yu forward, she would only suffer a crushing defeat. There would be no better outcome.

"In this duel, the disciple Ning Fan is victorious."

"The disciple Ning Fan has passed all three trials."

"He may choose a Main Peak at his own discretion."

Gui Yazi announced the results of the disciple snatching battle with extreme reluctance.

"Disciple Ning Fan, are you willing to join my Changming Peak?"

Yin Fengyue looked at Ning Fan, her eyes displaying joy, appreciation, and relief. Having a genius with such aptitude join them was absolutely phenomenal news for their Changming Peak.

"This disciple is willing."

Ning Fan cupped his fists and bowed.

Finally.

He no longer had to worry about inexplicably joining other peaks. In the future, dual cultivation would be entirely up to Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao's own desires; they wouldn't have to participate in the absurd dual cultivation rules of the other Main Peaks.

The other Peak Masters also looked at Ning Fan with complicated expressions. It was absolutely a great pity that such a genius could not join their respective Main Peaks.

In the future.

This Ning Fan would likely become a formidable rival.

But that was a matter for the future.

For now.

There was still one matter left unresolved.

"Ning Fan."

"Today, Zhao Qi's skills were lacking, and he was defeated by your hands without complaint. But you dared to attempt to slay a bloodline of my Zhao family."

"This matter is absolutely not over!"

The old woman stared deeply at Ning Fan, cold killing intent flashing in her slightly sunken eyes, clearly intending to eliminate him quickly.

"Of course it's not over."

"May I ask..."

"Where is the Dao companion this disciple won?"

"The dignified Zhao family wouldn't go back on their word, would they?"

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