Having clarified the reason for being pursued, Li Fan chose not to retaliate immediately.
Inspecting the robust figure of the red-haired man above him, a dangerous glint flashed in Li Fan's eyes.
"I originally thought that the one coming to kill me would be a Nascent Soul Immortal Lord."
"Unexpectedly, while waiting for a rabbit at the foot of a tree, what I got was just a Nascent Soul cultivator."
"In a hundred years of cultivation, I've never formally battled anyone."
"This is perfect. I'll use you to test everything I've learned."
Seeing Li Fan standing still, the red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't help but become impatient.
"Surrender the Little Medicine King Cauldron, and I might spare your life!"
He shouted again.
If he weren't worried about damaging the storage ring and losing the Little Medicine King Cauldron, he probably would have slapped the small Foundation Establishment cultivator to death already.
"The Little Medicine King Cauldron that Senior mentioned, is it this?" Li Fan revealed a flattering smile and then took out a small cauldron from his storage ring, holding it in his hand.
The red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator's eyes lit up. "Yes! Yes! It's this! You're quite sensible, little guy!"
Watching the Little Medicine King Cauldron flying towards him, he nodded in satisfaction.
He reached out and grabbed the small cauldron. Before he could feel happy about it, a storage ring suddenly emerged from the cauldron.
Following that, a large mass of white mist entwined with golden threads appeared next to the red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator.
"Boom!"
Beside the white mist, hundreds of talismans instantly exploded, unleashing tremendous destructive power.
Then, the cloud formed by the Essence-Devouring White Mist enveloped the red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator.
"You rascal!"
A furious roar, and the Essence-Devouring White Mist was instantly blown away.
The red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator revealed his figure, and the Little Medicine King Cauldron had already been put away by him.
Seemingly without any injuries, just the slightly trembling hand suggested that Li Fan's attack was not entirely in vain.
"Are you looki—"
Before he could finish speaking, the red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator felt instantly enveloped by several formations.
His spiritual energy circulation stagnated, and then he saw the world seeming to brighten up.
A deep blue ocean suddenly appeared in the sky.
A brilliant blue sword light, with an unparalleled momentum, flew out from the ocean and slashed towards him.
When Li Fan made a move, it was unexpectedly his current strongest move.
Clouds and Mist Sword: Twenty-Eight Swords!
"Earth's rare item?!"
The red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator exclaimed, and then his gaze towards Li Fan became greedy.
The ground cracked, and the sky darkened.
A volcano rose, blocking the path of the sword light.
Unlike the illusory nature of the ocean, the volcano was a solid object.
The surrounding environment became scorching, and molten lava surged out from the cracked earth.
The blue sword light dimmed slightly but still pierced through the volcano, heading towards the red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator.
A trace of solemnity flashed across the face of the red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator. He felt that he couldn't avoid this blue sword light.
He could only face it head-on.
And this sword light unleashed by the Foundation Establishment cultivator turned out to be a lethal threat to him.
What kind of sword technique is this?
In an instant, the red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator felt a layer of flames emanating from his body.
The flames were like blades and clashed head-on with the blue sword light.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
The blue sword light converged and retracted in an instant, forming a slender water-blue line.
The line separated the flames and swiftly wound around the red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator.
The red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator was slightly stunned, and then he heard the opponent shout.
"Clouds and Mist, Twenty-Eight Swords!"
In the ocean-like illusion reflecting the heavens and earth, another twenty-seven sword lights formed and instantly flew towards him.
At the same time, all the formations erupted.
Five Elements Sword Qi was imposed on him.
A beast roared, intimidating his spirit.
The red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator felt that there was a slight gap in his physical body and Dao Territory.
In the unnoticed moment, another blue phantom suddenly appeared.
This caused the temperature around the volcano to drop instantly.
The blue phantom quietly flew to the side of the red-haired cultivator and gently pressed its hand.
Simultaneously, the twenty-seven sword lights struck him.
From the first Clouds and Mist Sword to the remaining twenty-seven sword lights slashing on the Nascent Soul cultivator.
It was just a moment.
The red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator's face was full of astonishment.
Cracks appeared on his body.
The shattered body became stiff and cold.
A light breeze passed by.
Then, like a shattered ice sculpture, it scattered into countless tiny fragments, falling to the ground.
The Nascent Soul cultivator's body was smashed.
However, there was no trace of joy on Li Fan's face.
Because, that volcano, which confronted the Clouds and Mist Sea, still existed.
It even became more violent.
"Good!"
"Very good!"
"With Foundation Establishment cultivation, you destroyed my physical body! You can be proud of yourself!"
"Unfortunately, you, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, will never understand the terror of the Nascent Soul realm!"
The voice of the red-haired Nascent Soul echoed once again.
Despite the calm tone, it contained endless anger.
"As long as my Dao Territory is intact, I won't die!"
Behind the volcano, the shadow of an infant slowly appeared.
It clung to the volcano like a parasite, its small body attached to the surface.
"Don't think you can easily die!"
"I will torture you with the cruelest means, only then can I vent my hatred!"
In the resentful voice of the infant, the destroyed body of the red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator showed signs of reappearing.
Li Fan saw that the energy of the volcano was slowly absorbed by the infant.
Then, flesh and blood that seemed to be wriggling appeared on the infant's body out of thin air.
It was as if weaving a coat.
The human shell was slowly taking shape.
"As long as Dao Territory is intact, the cultivator does not die." Li Fan observed the scene in front of him, contemplating.
All methods were used, and although caught off guard, he only destroyed the opponent's physical body.
Once he recovered, he would be the one dead.
"As expected, challenging across realms is not an easy task."
"But..."
Li Fan's eyes flashed.
His aura suddenly burst out, and Li Fan was holding nothing back.
"I still have one last move, please enlighten me, Senior!"
The Exploding Law Astonishing Deity Formation operated to the extreme, on the verge of collapsing at any moment.
Bearing far beyond the overloaded energy, Li Fan's body was also disintegrating inch by inch.
The lower limbs gradually disappeared, leaving only the upper body remnants.
Li Fan, who was unafraid of life and death at this moment, used the Overturning Sea Palm, comprehended from the ancient technique of Dao Rhyme.
Swinging his right hand, it seemed unremarkable.
In the moment just before the Overturning Sea Palm was about to take shape.
Li Fan, who was on the verge of life and death, suddenly had an enlightenment.
Xiao Heng and Su Xiaomei watched the Overturning Sea Palm, each gaining their own insights.
Xiao Heng's palm technique was elusive and ethereal, unpredictable.
Su Xiaomei's palm technique was overwhelmingly dominant, suppressing everything.
But Li Fan had always only grasped its form, unable to form his own true meaning.
He was always lacking that tiny bit.
Several years had passed without progress.
And now, facing a Nascent Soul cultivator with Foundation Establishment cultivation, unafraid of life and death, and fearless of the difference in realms, Li Fan resolutely used the Overturning Sea Palm, and in a sudden moment, he comprehended his own true meaning of palm technique.
That is...
Defiance!
So what if it's a Nascent Soul cultivator?
I've reincarnated twice, cultivated for a hundred years, with countless secrets hidden within me.
Using several young talents as pawns, deducing divine techniques and methods.
Killing enemies across two realms, what the ancient geniuses did, can't I?
Li Fan's body dissipated with the wind, but his eyes became even brighter.
He laughed loudly, "Today, with your life, assist me in achieving mastery of divine techniques!"
The red-haired Nascent Soul, in extreme anger, sneered, "Arrogant words..."
Before he could finish, he found that his head was shrouded in dark clouds he didn't know when they had appeared.
"It looks like Overturning Sea."
"But in reality..."
"Sky Overturning!"
An unseen giant hand descended from the sky, pressing down.
"Boom!"
The volcano, along with the attached Nascent Soul, was instantly reduced to powder.
In the high sky, there was a sudden manifestation of the omen of the fallen Nascent Soul cultivator.
But Li Fan had no time to worry about it.
His body disintegrated, leaving only half of his head.
Before his consciousness was about to disappear, Li Fan silently thought.
"Defiance!"
(End of this chapter)