The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1223 The Power of the Golden Core Realm

Chapter 1223: Chapter 1223 The Power of the Golden Core Realm

As the Formation of the Four Sacred Sect disappeared, the disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect finally found some respite, their attention captivated by the battle unfolding in the sky.

Ning Fan watched the great sword formed by the Sect Protection Array in astonishment, having never imagined that the Sect Protection Array could be utilized in such a way.

This sword must possess the power of the Golden Core Realm.

"Shatter."

As the Elder Xuan calmly uttered a word, the sword suddenly moved closer.

At that moment, the shield shattered and Spiritual Power dispersed.

With the great sword approaching, Zhai Yonghui’s face changed dramatically as he vanished from the spot and appeared behind Sun Changfa in the blink of an eye.

But Sun Changfa hadn’t reacted yet, and by the time he did, the great sword was already upon him!

He never would have thought that his own Sect Master would do this to him!

"Sect Master, you!"

Before he could finish speaking, the great sword had already pierced his body. Sun Changfa could distinctly feel his life force being erased, and the pain at that moment was negligible.

Despair gradually filled his eyes, and his life force swiftly faded.

His figure began to crack and gradually vanished.

Sun Changfa, just like that, died.

And Zhai Yonghui, who had hidden behind him, gained no advantages either.

The force of the sword sent him flying, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, his complexion turning pale instantly.

His eyes, still filled with terror, could not believe the great sword that was gradually dispersing in front of him.

A sword formed by the Sect Protection Array already possessed a strike as powerful as one from a Golden Core cultivator.

Now, he was too weak to continue fighting.

And the people of the Four Sacred Sect still retained perfect strength, if this continued, the Flying Immortal Sect was doomed!

Thinking this, Zhai Yonghui immediately gave the order.

"All disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect, retreat immediately!"

The disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect fled in panic, and Zhai Yonghui had already left early.

Fierce Lion and others immediately wanted to pursue, but Ning Fan stopped them.

"No need, don’t chase a defeated foe."

He also noticed that Elder Xuan’s Spiritual Power was weak, as if the Elder had not fully recovered and had used almost all his strength in that last sword strike.

His goal had now been achieved, and the authority needed by the Four Sacred Sect was already sufficiently established.

Elder Xuan’s strike would make the other great sects apprehensive.

Ning Fan glanced at the surrounding void; he could still feel others from different sects paying attention to this battle.

He was very satisfied with the outcome of this battle.

"Make sure to clean up the surroundings properly; we cannot waste the Storage Rings these people have."

"Yes, Sect Master."

This battle could be said to be a great defeat for the Flying Immortal Sect.

At the same time, the result of this battle also shocked the other four great sects.

No one had expected such an outcome.

As the Sect Master of the Flying Immortal Sect, he actually returned heavily wounded.

For Ning Fan and the disciples of the Four Sacred Sect, this battle brought tremendous gains, not only in cultivation resources but also in greatly enhancing the strength of their sect.

Inside the main hall of the sect.

Everyone overflowed with joy, only Ning Fan had a solemn expression; his reasons were simple: his identity had been exposed, and he now urgently needed to break through to the Pseudo-Dan Realm, otherwise, there would be trouble ahead.

A disheveled Zhai Yonghui returned to the Flying Immortal Sect and chose to enter seclusion to heal.

As for the Flying Immortal Sect, it could be said that their losses were severe and their vitality greatly weakened.

Now in no mood to handle the affairs of the Sect, Zhai Yonghui handed over all matters to the elders within the sect after his return.

This battle also caused considerable attention among the four great sects.

Especially the current strength of the Four Sacred Sect made these Sect Masters wary.

But soon they heard a piece of news that they found difficult to believe, and that was the identity of Ning Fan.

Son of Ning Potian.

Ning Potian, this name had always loomed like a shadow over these great sects.

The son of Ning Potian was now the Sect Master of the Four Sacred Sect.

They naturally would not let Ning Fan go.

Yet, the fate of the Flying Immortal Sect served as a warning, the current Four Sacred Sect was probably not something they could handle alone.

...

In the Four Sacred Sect, Ning Fan stared at the Sect Protection Array before him; Elder Xuan, the soul of the Formation, had entered a temporary seclusion.

Following this battle, the name of the Four Sacred Sect was now widely recognized, and those few great sects wanting to easily move against the Four Sacred Sect would likely be deterred.

The Four Sacred Sect had truly risen.

And Elder Xuan had already told him how to control the Sect Protection Array; to his mother, this was nothing more than waving her hand.

Ning Fan was increasingly curious about his mother’s identity and origin.

He felt that his mother must have left something for him.

The sealed memory in his mind became Ning Fan’s breakthrough point.

Footsteps approached, and Wei Qiuwan arrived behind him.

Her beautiful eyes gazed at the familiar figure, and after a moment of silence, her red lips parted slightly, "Ning Fan, how do you plan to deal with the Flying Immortal Sect next?"

This was a thorny issue.

Ning Fan had thought about the solution for a long time.

But currently, too little was known about the situation of the Flying Immortal Sect to launch a direct attack, as it could cause considerable casualties.

"At the moment, it’s impossible to move against the Flying Immortal Sect; we know too little about their situation."

Wei Qiuwan was silent for a moment before she stepped elegantly to Ning Fan’s side.

A faint fragrance wafted through the air.

"My father received a letter yesterday, related to the Flying Immortal Sect."

This made Ning Fan look at Wei Qiuwan in surprise, seeing a letter already in her hands.

Curious, Ning Fan took the letter, and as he read its contents, his expression gradually changed.