Chapter 330 - Intense Fight

Qiu Beihai looked at Chen Fan with a savage smile. A surge of saber qi emanated from him, piercing the sky. It was like he was a cat toying with a mouse, waiting for Chen Fan’s choice. Would he choose life or death?

Chen Fan maintained a stern expression as his icy voice resounded. “Cut the nonsense. It’s not like I haven’t fought an Illusory Core realm before. Compared to them, you're the weakest. Thinking you can kill me? You're delusional!"

Qiu Beihai was an Illusory Core realm expert but slightly inferior to Zhao Tianjue.

If Zhao Tianjue couldn't defeat Chen Fan, how could Qiu Beihai, especially now that Chen Fan had grown stronger?

Chen Fan’s words ignited a fierce gleam in Qiu Beihai's eyes. A brat at the seventh level had dared to look down on him.

“Well, well, well. Your cultivation is so low, yet you speak so wildly. Fine. Since you crave death, I shall oblige.”

Qiu Beihai’s voice was icy, and he looked at Chen Fan like he was already dead.

Chen Fan's disdainful attitude sealed his fate in Qiu Beihai's eyes. Such insolence warranted a certain death.

Qiu Beihai suddenly lunged out, setting off a violent wind that ripped through the ground. The wind carried a scorching heat.

Qiu Beihai raised his blood saber high, his aura surging. It was incomparably ferocious. As he slashed down, flames erupted, engulfing the area in searing heat.

“Five Flames Saber Light!”

Flames danced on the blood saber, making the surrounding air collapse with a charred scent lingering in the atmosphere. Interweaving saber light formed a fiery web that enveloped Chen Fan.

Chen Fan roared and pushed his cultivation to its limits. Power surged from his flesh and blood while streaks of lightning primal force spun at high speeds. With a single jolt, he dispersed the oncoming flames.

“Break!” A demonic aura emanated from Chen Fan's iron spear.

That hellish aura also shrouded Chen Fan. He seemed like a demon king emerging from the Avici hell, wielding a demonic spear and annihilating heaven and earth.

The iron spear shook, pierced, pushed, picked, pressed, swept...

With thousands of variations to a single move, Chen Fan’s proficiency in the spear art had the air of a great expert.

Air would part with each thrust, and his strikes were so devastating that even a qi wall as hard as steel couldn’t stop them.

“Skyreaching Absolute Saber Light!”

Qiu Beihai felt immense pressure as Chen Fan's spear bore down on him, making him feel incomparably small. He realized that this pressure was the oppression from the attack.

He roared furiously, and his force increased by thirty percent. Saber lights flashed endlessly as he unleashed a barrage of attacks, slashing out dozens of strikes in the blink of an eye.

“Even if you have thousands of methods, I will break them all with a single spear!”

Chen Fan exuded an unwavering fighting spirit, his gaze devoid of fear. He was no match when facing Xue Tianhe, but Qiu Beihai was a level or two below him.

Qiu Beihai’s illusory core was only forty percent solid, while Xue Tianhe’s had reached an impressive eighty percent. He was only a step away from becoming a true Core Formation realm expert.

In the Illusory Core realm, a mere ten percent gap equated to the gulf between those at the eighth and those at the ninth level.

Had Chen Fan fought Qiu Beihai before they entered the Nebulous Mysterious Realm, Chen Fan would have been powerless.

However, after consuming the Golden-Capped Silver Ring Grass, Chen Fan had improved the toughness of his flesh to a much higher degree. Moreover, he was now at the late stage of the seventh level and had learned the Northern Star Reaper Hand.

In a manner of speaking, his combat strength had doubled since he entered the mysterious realm. So, he wasn’t afraid of Qiu Beihai.

Rumble!

Chen Fan’s spear attack varied in thousands of ways, filling the space with their silhouettes. They clashed fiercely against Qiu Beihai's saber light, resulting in deafening explosions and a storm that ravaged the surroundings.

"What an astonishing fight!"

“Heavens, it’s no wonder that guy could get the Heartmoon Sacred Fruit. He definitely has the combat strength of an Illusory Core realm expert.”

“This is the stuff of legends, a genuine monster! A seventh-level Yuanfu realm expert is fighting with an Illusory Core realm expert without being at a disadvantage. Heavens, if news of this spreads, the entire Wuning Empire will be left shaken."

“It’s not just the Wuning Empire. I think the entire Hong Domain will experience an earthquake.”

“Keep watching. The stronger this guy is, the better it is for us. If both of them are severely injured, we might have an opportunity to benefit."

“Right, let’s watch.”

“......”

Looking shocked, the surrounding spectators gradually retreated.

The shock waves generated by the two’s intense collisions were too terrifying. Even a mere brush of it could make someone at the seventh level cough blood.

Chen Fan’s strength had been so shocking that their eyeballs had nearly jumped out of their sockets.

The young woman, Lin Sihan’s, expression didn’t look too good.

Previously, she had insulted and mocked Chen Fan because of his low cultivation level. Yet, he was now fighting on par with her respected Senior Brother Qiu Beihai.

She wondered if Chen Fan saw her as a monkey doing tricks all this time. This was simply a slap to her face.

“He’s actually so powerful...” The blue-clothed youth was also dumbfounded.

When the crowd had launched a sneak attack on Chen Fan to get the fruit, he didn’t make a move. He had expected Chen Fan to perish in this crisis; unexpectedly, Chen Fan was so strong that even Qiu Beihai could not bring him down.

“Go and die! Die! Die!” Qiu Beihai’s expression had turned evil.

Even he hadn't anticipated Chen Fan's strength, matching him blow for blow without faltering. The recoil coming from his blood saber had even shocked him.

He had thought Chen Fan was only bluffing. However, given the current situation, perhaps Chen Fan had fought other Illusory Core realm experts before, experts no weaker than him.

Qiu Beihai had a crazed expression on his face. The blood saber was like a mad horse without reins as he chopped and slashed with reckless abandon. Crimson saber lights swept about, carrying terrifying flames that spread everywhere.

Undaunted, Chen Fan met each of the attacks head-on with his spear.

With every thrust, Chen Fan's spear unleashed a might akin to a volcanic eruption, lightning strike, or flood crashing. A violent storm of qi shook heaven and earth.

Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang...

The two engaged in a fierce clash; spear silhouettes and saber lights covered the surrounding thousand feet. A disaster befell the tall ancient trees. Saber marks and spear marks littered the area, creating a chaotic scene.

Swish, swish.

The two figures separated and fell back.

A terrifying storm of wind raged unceasingly in the middle of the two, emitting destructive ripples that made others’ hearts skip a beat.

The wave of qi rose to a hundred meters high and rippled majestically.

“Now, what do you say? Still want to kill me? You are the weakest among the Illusory Core realms I’ve fought against. Yet, your tone doesn’t match your strength—a classic case of biting off more than you can chew."

Chen Fan stood tall, wielding his spear. An imposing aura surrounded him as if he could pierce through the heavens with a single thrust, his gaze indifferent as he locked eyes with Qiu Beihai.

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