The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 332 Father of Ning Fan_1

Chapter 332: Chapter 332 Father of Ning Fan_1

Boom!

The red light burst forth from the point of light and, instead of dispersing, hovered in mid-air.

"What is this thing?!"

Lu Zhantang’s face was full of confusion. He had executed Bloodline Extermination, yet he had never encountered such a situation before.

Under his gaze, the red light continued to swell until it finally condensed into a tall figure.

It was a middle-aged man with an imposing face, a sturdy physique, and an aura of majestic authority emanating from him like a mountain!

Boom!

The moment the middle-aged man became fully formed, an immense and unparalleled aura suddenly descended, making the air inside the entire hall seem heavy!

The surviving members of Earth Tiger Hall simply couldn’t withstand this might and instantly fell to their knees, gasping for breath.

"This guy, what, what kind of thing is he..."

"Such terrifying authority! I feel like he could kill us in an instant!"

"So terrifying, such powerful strength..."

Everyone felt the aura radiating from the middle-aged man and showed faces filled with fear, not having the slightest thought of contending against him.

Lu Zhantang looked at the imposing figure of the middle-aged man’s apparition and was greatly shocked, retreating again and again.

Swish!

The middle-aged man suddenly turned his head, and two authoritative gazes instantly fell on Lu Zhantang.

"Pitiful creature, dare to harm my Ning family’s descendant!"

Hiss!

Lu Zhantang felt a chill throughout his body, his mind trembling violently.

Under this gaze, he felt as if he were about to be torn apart the next instant!

Flee!

He must flee!

The only thought left in Lu Zhantang’s mind was this.

"Spare me! Spare me! I know I was wrong!"

Lu Zhantang screamed in terror, leaping forward to flee.

"Think you can escape? Die!"

The middle-aged man raised his right hand, his fingers outstretched, and forcefully clenched them out of thin air.

Crack!

Lu Zhantang, like a puppet, was squeezed until his body twisted, his limbs and head bursting apart!

Bang!

The middle-aged man loosened his grip, and Lu Zhantang’s body slammed heavily onto the ground, a large amount of blood flowing out from beneath him, dead beyond any doubt!

The remaining, not yet dead members of Earth Tiger Hall, upon seeing this, were terrified out of their wits!

One by one they curled up like quails, daring not to utter a sound.

Lu Zhantang, the Earth Tiger Hall Master, had just been crushed to death with a single grasp out of thin air!

The horror of it was almost unimaginable!

After doing all this, the apparition of the middle-aged man then turned his head slightly.

Although his eyes were not clear, Ning Fan could feel that he was looking at him.

"I never expected my son to have grown so much..."

The middle-aged man stared fixedly at Ning Fan, and after a long while, he sighed deeply.

Ning Fan hesitated for a moment, then tentatively spoke, "You are... my dad?"

This address made the apparition of the middle-aged man tremble, and then he spoke somewhat excitedly, "Son... your father, your father has let you suffer!"

"Dad!"

Ning Fan was immediately stirred, stepping forward in front of the apparition, instinctively reaching out to touch it, but his hand passed right through.

"Son, this is just a wisp of my will; I am not actually here."

Ning Fan asked anxiously, "Father, what exactly happened to you and mother? Why did you leave me alone? And what about those inheritances?"

He had too many questions to ask, and now that he had finally met his father, he was eager to know the answers.

The apparition fell silent for a moment before speaking slowly, "My son, these matters are not something you have the strength to understand yet."

"You’re growing fast, but it’s not fast enough; you need to be faster."

"The inheritance your mother left you, you must make good use of it and grow quickly into a man who stands tall and holds up the sky!"

"When that day comes, you will know the truth."

As his voice faded, the apparition dissipated like being scattered by the wind, turning into a stream of red light that vanished into the air.

Ning Fan looked in the direction where the apparition had disappeared, then slowly diverted his gaze, turning to look at the surviving disciples of Earth Tiger Hall.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The disciples of Earth Tiger Hall, without a second word, knelt down to beg for mercy, only hoping that Ning Fan would spare their lives.

Ning Fan swept his eyes around and realized that the experts from before had been annihilated by him, and now only the small fries remained.

"Does any of you know where the headquarters of the Divine Tune Sect is?" Ning Fan asked.

The crowd glanced at each other and shook their heads cautiously.

"We are just the lower ranks of Earth Tiger Hall..."

"Only the Hall Master might know where the Divine Tune Sect is."

"Yes... we don’t know anything."

Seeing that he was getting nowhere with his inquiries, Ning Fan spoke coldly, "Everyone sever an arm, swear to leave the Divine Tune Sect for good, and then get out of here!"

The disciples all nodded frantically, fearing Ning Fan would change his mind. They quickly severed an arm, swore an oath never to join the Divine Tune Sect again, and fled in a sorry state.

The Divine Tune Sect, Earth Tiger Hall, was thus annihilated.

Ning Fan stood in the center of the hall, looking down at the bloodline diagram on the ground, his eyes full of contemplation.

He was recalling the events of the day, and his own origins.

The disappearance of his mother and father seemed to hold some secret.

Even as strong as his parents, they dared not speak openly.

"I must become stronger quickly, then head to the tower in Capital City to rescue my father and go to Kunlun to save my mother!"

Ning Fan silently vowed.