Supreme Emptiness

Jiang Fan wobbled as he stood up.

He felt the world spinning, making it hard to stand steady.

The two people before him appeared double in his eyes.

Hearing their reprimand, he looked puzzled and ignored them as he headed out of the pool.

Xiang Zhenyuan was infuriated.

This guy truly epitomizes arrogance!

Previously ignoring them was one thing.

But now, he injured his junior sister and wants to leave without a word?

Does he think of me, her senior brother, just as decoration?

"Stop!"

Xiang Zhenyuan shouted, "Injured my junior sister and want to leave?"

"First ask if I'll allow it!"

He grasped the sword at his waist in reverse.

An intense Sword Qi burst forth suddenly.

Jiang Fan, even in a sober state, would be irritated being inexplicably attacked.

Let alone drunkenly?

With a swift turn, a two-hundred-zhang Undying Blade cleaved through the air.

"Huh? Undying Blade?"

Xiang Zhenyuan's expression changed drastically.

He hurriedly withdrew his sword and grabbed Gui Fengyin to dodge.

Boom——

A two-hundred-zhang Thunder Sword slashed a deep scorch mark where they stood earlier.

Several palaces collapsed in unforeseen disaster.

Xiang Zhenyuan was stunned: "This guy is from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple!"

Such an attack was indeed at the Ninth Layer of Core Formation.

He himself was not afraid, but he had to protect his junior sister by his side.

He could only grit his teeth and first take his sister to their master.

"I'll settle this with you later!"

Xiang Zhenyuan was frustrated.

He immediately used his movement technique, heading to the palace's guest hall.

But who knew.

Barely after taking a few steps.

A flash of lightning appeared ahead.

Jiang Fan arrived like a thunderbolt.

Then, with a backward sweep, unleashed an eight-hundred-zhang terrifying Thunder Sword.

The power of this sword surpassed the Ninth Layer Perfection of Core Formation!

Xiang Zhenyuan was horrified.

Even he found it difficult to withstand such might!

The shadow of death loomed.

He then realized, this young man slightly older than his junior sister was a terrifying monstrosity!

"Master! Help!!"

He urgently called for help.

Not caring for any senior brother image.

Survival was crucial!

The East Sea Demon Emperor and Wei Wuji, having heard the commotion, were rushing over.

Upon hearing.

They saw an eight-hundred-zhang terrifying Thunder Sword descending fiercely.

Wei Wuji was shocked: "Heavenly Thunder Six Parts·Undying Blade, nearing Great Success?"

Even the East Sea Demon Emperor looked surprised: "When did a strong person from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple arrive at my East Sea Palace?"

Seeing beneath the Thunder Sword, the panic-stricken faces of Xiang Zhenyuan and Gui Fengyin.

Both were taken aback.

Such an attack is something a Jiedan Martial Artist could withstand?

"Stop!"

Wei Wuji and the East Sea Demon Emperor shouted in unison.

But Jiang Fan had already swung down.

Boom——

The eight-hundred-zhang terrifying Thunder Sword, as if destroying heavens and earth, obliterated large parts of the palace.

On the ground, a long scorched trench hundreds of zhang in length was formed.

Thick, roiling smoke surged upward.

A few dozen zhang away from the trench.

Xiang Zhenyuan was drenched in cold sweat, clutching the pale-faced Gui Fengyin.

Their clothes were riddled with burned holes from the radiated Thunder Breath.

Their faces bore burn marks.

Gui Fengyin's hair was singed in a section.

The two were dumbfounded by the strike.

Looking up at Jiang Fan in the sky, they showed expressions of fear.

Fortunately, the strike missed.

If it had hit.

Xiang Zhenyuan might have had a slim chance of survival.

The junior sister would've been dead on the spot.

Wei Wuji was also drenched in cold sweat.

If it were any closer, his two precious students would have ascended to heaven then and there.

He glared angrily at Jiang Fan: "Why did you use such force..."

He suddenly froze.

The expected master from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple turned out to be a teenager.

And he was swaying unsteadily.

As the thunder dissipated from his body, he fell straight downward.

The East Sea Demon Emperor recognized him and said in surprise, "Jiang Fan?"

She hurried over, catching him in time, holding him in her arms.

Full of disbelief: "Is it really you?"

The eight-hundred-zhang Undying Blade was unleashed by Jiang Fan?

Is he really that strong?

Hmm?

Wei Wuji and his two disciples were stunned.

No.

This person can be in the palace, so he must be someone you know, right?

Don't you know his strength?

Wei Wuji walked over, looking at the drunken and liquor-breathing Jiang Fan.

With a suspicious face: "Is he... drunk?"

The East Sea Demon Emperor also noticed the scent of alcohol.

Took a sniff, and her face showed anger: "Moon Viewing Wine?"

"This is wine only Nascent Souls can drink?"

"A Core Formation Realm gets drunk in one sip."

"Who is the irresponsible fool that gave my Jiang Fan this wine?"

"Aren't they afraid he'd get in trouble by drinking it?"

Ah?

Xiang Zhenyuan, supporting Gui Fengyin, just approached and heard this.

The two trembled at once.

Xiang Zhenyuan looked at Jiang Fan as if he had seen a ghost: "He's this fierce while drunk?"

"What if he was sober?"

No wonder the Undying Blade missed earlier.

Turns out he's been in a drunken state all along!

Even so, he almost sent both of them to report to King Yan.

Wei Wuji looked at his two embarrassed disciples.

Then at the obviously same-age Jiang Fan, feeling unsettled inside.

"Yizhu, where did this person come from?"

Earlier, the East Sea Demon Emperor said, "my Jiang Fan."

He minded it a bit.

The East Sea Demon Emperor didn't answer.

Instead, she looked at Xiang Zhenyuan and Gui Fengyin, frowning as she asked:

"How did you two end up in a conflict?"

Is Jiang Fan's wine tolerance really that poor?

Xiang Zhenyuan and Gui Fengyin exchanged a glance.

In front of the Demon Emperor, they didn't dare to lie.

So they explained the whole situation as it was.

"It turns out you guys initiated it first."

The East Sea Demon Emperor sighed a bit in relief.

She looked at Jiang Fan's face, who didn't know when he fell asleep in her arms, and smiled gently:

"I knew it, his nature is gentle and courteous."

"How could his behavior be so poor when drunk."

"Alright, since this was a misunderstanding, let's put it aside."

"Gui Fengyin, go to the Mother Origin Cauldron to heal first, and then continue to the Washing Spirit Pool."

Gui Fengyin's face was full of embarrassment.

Xiang Zhenyuan was equally humiliated.

It turned out they had been clashing with a drunk person all along.

The key point is, they didn't win.

They almost got killed by him!

Today's disgrace was immense.

Gui Fengyin looked at the sleeping Jiang Fan, and with some reverence, said: "Senior Yizhu."

"Who exactly is he?"

"His strength is frightening."

The Yizhu Demon Emperor showed a hint of pride: "Don't people from Taicang State always say that there are no notable talents in the Four Seas and Continents?"

"Did you witness it today?"

Ah?

Gui Fengyin widened her eyes: "He's not a disciple from Taicang State?"

Xiang Zhenyuan also found it unbelievable: "Is there such a disciple on the Continent?"

Even Wei Wuji was surprised: "Yizhu, don't tell me he's a disciple of Yun Tianzhou."

"Although he has a few Ninth Layer of Core Formation disciples, their strength is definitely not this impressive."

Yizhu Demon Emperor looked at Jiang Fan's scholarly face.

She admired him even more, saying: "What's this?"

"There are some things about him that, even if I told you, you wouldn't dare to believe."