The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1169: Touching the Bottom Line

Chapter 1169: Chapter 1169: Touching the Bottom Line

"You ignorant fool, still daring to oppose me!"

Fenyue Sect’s Supreme Elder wore a look of disdain, not taking the two seriously at all.

As he spoke, he condensed a surge of Spiritual Power in his palm, ready to obliterate them on the spot.

"Elder, you’re rather heavy-handed, aren’t you?"

At that moment, an indifferent voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone was startled and turned their heads toward the direction of the voice.

Ning Fan had, at some point, already risen from the ground.

His clothes were covered in pitch-black marks from being burned by the flames, but his exposed skin was free of any wounds.

"How is that possible?"

"The kid actually woke up?"

"The Formation didn’t affect him at all?!"

Several Supreme Elders were full of astonishment, almost unable to believe their own eyes.

The power of the Formation had just been witnessed by all, and now Ning Fan stood unharmed in front of them, which was simply unbelievable!

"Sect Master!"

"Ning, Sect Master Ning..."

Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng and Huang Gu were also showing faces full of surprise.

Ning Fan looked toward the two, his gaze sweeping over Huang Gu, and he couldn’t help but frown.

"Elder, isn’t it a bit excessive to strike at two juniors like this?"

Hearing this, Fenyue Sect’s Supreme Elder scoffed: "Boy, this is how I always strike. If you have the ability, surpass me!"

Although he did not understand how Ning Fan had managed to emerge from the Formation unscathed, he did not take it to heart.

In his perception, Ning Fan’s aura was fluctuating, clearly in a state of unprecedented weakness.

Obviously, the man was severely injured and was merely putting on a front.

Hearing that, Ning Fan turned to look at the other three Supreme Elders, speaking expressionlessly, "Do the rest of you share this sentiment?"

The Supreme Elders from the Blood Lion Sect and Sharp Peak Mountain showed hesitation. They had actually already felt that Ning Fan was no ordinary individual.

But because the Fenyue Sect’s Supreme Elder was in a position of advantage, they had kept silent.

Yet, Ning Fan’s current performance made them start to doubt.

Only the Supreme Elder of the Ghost Yin Sect had a grim face and snorted coldly, "Kid, don’t think you’re something special just because you broke out of the Formation, it’s nothing more than some sneaky tricks you have up your sleeve!"

Ning Fan did not respond to him, instead staring intently at Fenyue Sect’s Supreme Elder, with clusters of flames flickering in his eyes.

"Elder, since you choose to strike so ruthlessly, don’t blame me for showing no mercy!"

He had indeed bested two Supreme Elders before, but had never been cruel.

However, Fenyue Sect’s Supreme Elder’s actions had touched his bottom line.

"Hmph, what if it touches your bottom line?" Fenyue Sect’s Supreme Elder did not care in the slightest, completely disregarding Ning Fan, "daring to offend the dignity of our sect, this is your fate!"

Seeing this, Ning Fan’s expression became utterly cold, "Fine, since the Elders are so ruthless, then don’t blame me!"

Saying this, he beckoned the Supreme Elder of the Ghost Yin Sect and said coldly, "Come on, it’s just you left now. I hope after your loss, you can accept it obediently."

The four exchanged glances, and the Supreme Elder of the Ghost Yin Sect stepped forward proudly, sneering, "Kid, daring to challenge me is an act of ignorance. Just watch how I suppress you!"

He advanced with large strides, a smear of blood-red luster flashing in his eyes.

Intense red light erupted from within him, transforming into ghastly and terrifying spectral figures, floating around him.

"Boy, this move of mine has killed expert of my level before, I’d like to see how you fend it off!"

The Supreme Elder of the Ghost Yin Sect roared, and the Spectral Skeletons behind him swooped forward with shrill screams, lunging toward Ning Fan.

Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng and Huang Gu felt that sinister power, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

The terrible chill made it difficult for them to suppress the fear in their hearts.

Ning Fan, however, was unfazed. Instead, he leaped beside Huang Gu before the Spectral Skeletons arrived, pressed his hand on his wrist.

He produced an Elixir and stuffed it into Huang Gu’s mouth.

"Swallow this Elixir, circulate your energy to heal. Leave the rest to me."

Huang Gu struggled to his feet and said through gritted teeth, "Sect Master, once I recover, we’ll face them together!"

Ning Fan waved his hand dismissively and turned to face the Supreme Elder of the Ghost Yin Sect, his eyes cold.

"Come on, I want to see what skills the Supreme Elder of the Ghost Yin Sect truly possesses!"

With that, he leaped up, charging toward the ghastly Spectral Skeletons.

Sword lights surged from his palm, slashing straight toward those Spectral Skeletons.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The sword lights whistled out like ribbons, directly cleaving the foremost Spectral Skeleton into shreds.

But tens of Spectral Skeletons followed closely behind, tearing the leading sword light to pieces.

Then, the other Spectral Skeletons swarmed up again, enveloping Ning Fan.

The red light emanating from them had a strange effect; as soon as it touched the Spiritual Power surrounding Ning Fan, it forced its way in domineeringly.

It was like dropping ink into water; the red light spread instantaneously, staining a large area of Spiritual Power.

The moment he came into contact with the red light, Ning Fan furrowed his brows, sensing something was off.

The red light was like a virus, madly infecting his own Spiritual Power.