The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 997: Artifact Spirit

Chapter 997: Chapter 997: Artifact Spirit

The blazing fire spear roared down, its raging power creating vortices in the air.

Its rapid heat friction with the air brought forth billowing white vapors, transforming into a roaring dragon.

With detailed scales, lifelike in appearance, it bared its ferocious maw wide open as it roared towards Ning Fan.

"No! I cannot just sit here and wait for death!"

Ning Fan suddenly stood up, squeezed out the last bit of Spiritual Power, and condensed it into a Spiritual Sword Ray, slashing fiercely ahead!

However, before the ferocious dragon, these Spiritual Sword Rays were utterly ineffective.

They were devoured in an instant by the frenzied dragon.

The originally sharp sword rays only managed to slightly diminish the dragon’s momentum.

"Hahahaha! Ignorant ants, this is the foundation of my Feiyu Sect!"

"Merely a piece of trash from the Secular World daring to challenge the Feiyu Sect, and even kill my son, today I shall have your body torn into ten thousand pieces!"

Seeing that Ning Fan had no tricks left, Zuo Yunhua laughed loudly, his face full of vengeful pleasure.

The Great Elder and the others also sighed in relief, looking at Ning Fan with eyes filled with mockery.

"Truly courting death, daring to cause trouble in our Feiyu Sect!"

"Sect Master is unmatched under the heavens, suppressing the petty and the insignificant!"

"Sect Master’s divine might is invincible!"

Shuang’er and her two companions didn’t utter a word, instead they dashed frantically toward Ning Fan, wanting to help him withstand the attack.

Alas, the fire spear was countless times faster than them.

They weren’t even halfway there when the fire spear had already reached in front of Ning Fan.

"Zila!"

Before it struck, Ning Fan’s hair began to wither and yellow, clearly unable to bear it.

"Hahahaha! Die for me!"

However, Zuo Yunhua’s laughter cut off abruptly after a moment.

The rest also ceased their mockery, and even Shuang’er and her companions stopped in their tracks, staring incredulously at what lay ahead.

Ning Fan was staring at the fire spear in front of him, also freezing in bewilderment.

It stopped? How did it stop?

Everyone shared the same question, rising in their minds.

Zuo Yunhua was the most shocked, frantically beating the Thousand Absolute Lantern.

"Damn it! What’s going on? Why won’t it move?"

He tried his best to channel power, trying to control the fire spear.

But the spear, once so responsive, was now completely out of his control.

No matter how he tried to manipulate it, the fire spear remained fixed three inches before Ning Fan’s forehead, immovable.

Everyone was filled with confusion, clueless as to what had happened.

"What’s going on?"

"Why did the Sect Master suddenly stop?"

"Could it be that he wants to spare the kid’s life to torture him some more?"

Including Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng, everyone thought that Zuo Yunhua wanted to torture Ning Fan a bit more before killing him.

Little did they think that by this time, Zuo Yunhua had completely lost control over the fire spear.

"Indeed... I didn’t sense it wrong; it’s really his descendant..."

Just then, a hoarse and deep voice echoed in the air.

To everyone’s surprise, a figure made entirely of fire slowly emerged from the Thousand Absolute Lantern.

"Is that... an Artifact Spirit?!"

Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng’s face colored with shock.

He was aware that this Sect Magic Artifact possessed an Artifact Spirit, but since the acquisition of the Thousand Absolute Lantern, the Artifact Spirit had never appeared.

According to the Sect Master, it was because the Artifact Spirit had a master and thus wouldn’t easily acknowledge others as its master.

Zuo Yunhua’s eyes widened as he instantly realized what had just happened.

His ability to use this divine artifact was because he had circumvented the Artifact Spirit using a secret method, which allowed him only to exert a portion of the Lantern’s might.

Until now, the Artifact Spirit had been in a dormant state.

Now that the Artifact Spirit had awakened, the Thousand Absolute Lantern naturally escaped his grasp.

"Why? Why would the Artifact Spirit awaken now? Wait... descendant?"

Zuo Yunhua suddenly remembered the Artifact Spirit’s words, his expression drastically changing.

Descendant... descendant...

Could it be that man’s son?!

Ning Fan ignored Zuo Yunhua’s change in expression, simply looking at the Artifact Spirit, frowning, "Artifact Spirit? Such a strong presence!"

He could clearly feel that the Artifact Spirit contained an incredibly powerful force within.

Yet this power seemed somewhat ephemeral, as if it wasn’t truly real.

"Young man, what’t your name? Whose son are you?"

The Artifact Spirit descended from mid-air, approached Ning Fan, and scanned him up and down.

After a moment of silence, Ning Fan said in a voice audible only to the two of them, "My name is Ning Fan, my father... Ning Potian."

At the mention of this name, the Artifact Spirit’s demeanor immediately revealed a ’so it is’ expression.

"Indeed, indeed... I wasn’t wrong in my sense, you truly are his descendant."

The corners of the Artifact Spirit’s eyes flashed with excitement.

"I have waited so many years, and finally it has come! Very well, since he has a descendant, then this Thousand Absolute Lantern should be under your command!"

With that, the Artifact Spirit waved its hand and the fire spear in the sky abruptly dispersed, turning into a sky full of flames that faded into the air.

Subsequently, the Thousand Absolute Lantern, previously controlled by Zuo Yunhua, flew up on its own accord and landed before Ning Fan.

"Since you are Ning Potian’s son, the master of the Thousand Absolute Lantern should indeed be you."

The crowd around, who didn’t hear the conversation between Ning Fan and the Artifact Spirit, only saw the Artifact Spirit hand the Lantern to Ning Fan and were all shocked.

"What’s the situation?"

"Why did the Artifact Spirit give the Lantern to this kid?"

"Isn’t that supposed to be the foundational Magic Artifact of our Feiyu Sect?"

Zhuang Peng and the others were also full of confusion, unsure why the Artifact Spirit would take such an action.

Only Zuo Yunhua’s expression underwent a drastic change.