The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1048: I Am Ning Potian’s Son

Chapter 1048: Chapter 1048: I Am Ning Potian’s Son

"Move aside!"

Xiong Lin’s expression changed the instant he saw the Magic Artifact, and he quickly pushed Ning Fan to the left while he himself violently leaped to the right.

But suddenly, numerous thin beams of light emerged from the artifact, coiling towards the two like tentacles.

"Dodge!"

Ning Fan’s expression darkened, and he struck Xiong Lin with the back of his hand, pushing him out of the area.

He himself was entangled by the beams of light, and the Magic Artifact instantly adhered to his body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The next moment, a powerful explosion burst forth, the vigorous force destroying everything around it.

Wei Tianyuan’s eyes widened as he roared in anger, "Luo Zilei! Zhai Anping, you’ve gone too far!"

Luo Zilei was a powerful Magic Artifact whose unleashed power could even kill a Foundation Establishment Peak Cultivator.

Zhai Anping’s face seemed somewhat embarrassed; he had acted impulsively and was immediately restrained by the surrounding Cultivators.

After all, not to mention that Wei Tianyuan was the Sect Master of the Fuguang Sect, which was actually the premier sect below the Five Great Sects.

Now, becoming antagonistic evidently led to a loss that outweighed the gains.

"Since Sect Master Wei has spoken, let us stop this matter here."

Zhai Anping, knowing he was at fault, chose to give up his intent to continue pursuing Ning Fan to appease Wei Tianyuan’s rage.

After all, the Flying Immortal Sect and Fuguang Sect still had many opportunities for collaboration in the future, there was no need to make the relationship so rigid because of Ning Fan.

Wei Tianyuan’s expression eased slightly upon hearing this.

However, seeing the smoke and dust that hadn’t yet dispersed in front of him, a shade of worry flashed in his eyes.

The power of Luo Zilei was tremendous. Daoist Xu had, in his attempt to save Xiong Lin, essentially taken on the full force of Luo Zilei.

Given that Daoist Xu was at most at the Late Foundation Establishment Stage, the odds were heavily against his survival...

The more he thought about it, the deeper Wei Tianyuan’s heart sank.

"Let’s go!"

Zhai Anping had no desire to linger any longer and prepared to leave with his subordinates.

Just then, a formidable force suddenly burst forth from the dust.

Following that, an air both incredibly familiar and yet unfamiliar slowly emerged from the dust.

Zhai Anping and Wei Tianyuan both widened their eyes, staring incredulously at the figure in the dust.

"How, how is this possible?"

"Why is it like this? Could it be that Daoist Xu he..."

In the dust, the formidable aura surged out continuously, and Ning Fan’s aura also started appearing to everyone’s senses.

If it were just that, they might not have been so surprised, they might have just thought Ning Fan had some hidden tactics.

But now, the aura rising from the dust not only contained Ning Fan’s, but also another’s who had been missing for many years.

The man who had once stirred up the storm in Kunlun, known as Ning Potian!

While everyone watched in astonishment, a Long Saber first emerged from within the dust, followed shortly by the figure of Ning Fan.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Masses of Sword Qi danced around Ning Fan, which also shielded him from the full force of Luo Zilei just now.

Ning Fan looked at the Sword Qi enveloping him, his expression complex.

He could feel that this Magic Artifact was not merely like a lantern; it also possessed an Artifact Spirit.

As the Magic Artifact that had once accompanied his father in battles across lands, the Long Saber had lost its Artifact Spirit, becoming merely an extraordinary powerful weapon.

Yet within the Magic Artifact still lingered his father’s will, his father’s strength.

The connection between their bloodlines, transcending time and space.

Ning Fan looked ahead, seeming to see a tall figure holding the Long Saber, muttering under his breath.

"If ever my son faces danger, at the crucial moment, remember to protect him."

Though it had left its master, the Magic Artifact still remembered his words, finally fulfilling its destiny many years later.

Moments later, Ning Fan grasped the Long Saber, and the Sword Qi on the blade instantly disappeared.

He could feel a powerful force continuously flowing from the blade, aiding in the recovery of his injuries.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene, unable to speak for a long while.

After a while, Zhai Anping finally roared, "Damn it! Who exactly are you? Why can you activate Ning Potian’s Magic Artifact!"

In Ning Fan’s eyes, he had just been receiving protection from Ning Potian before his disappearance.

But to them, it was completely not the case.

Just as Ning Fan and the Long Saber appeared, a terrifyingly powerful figure formed behind Ning Fan.

The aura of this figure was so mighty, it was unmistakably Ning Potian who had once caused an uproar in Kunlun and had still driven back the Five Great Sects despite being surrounded and attacked!

Everyone harbored the same doubt in their hearts.

Why?

Why would Ning Potian’s figure appear here?

And Zhai Anping knew more than others, what had just happened with Ning Fan distinctly involved activating the power within the Magic Artifact.

It was Ning Potian’s power!

Ever since they had obtained Ning Potian’s Magic Artifact, they had discovered this hidden power within and tried all means to draw it out.

Without exception, it was futile.

Ultimately, the people of the Five Great Sects concluded that only a blood relative of Ning Potian could activate this power.

So... this young man is...?

Seemingly guessing Zhai Anping’s thoughts, Ning Fan snorted coldly, no longer hiding his identity.

"Yes, I am Ning Potian’s son, Ning Fan!"

"I came to Kunlun to find traces of my father!"