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Chapter 510: Chapter 510: The Emergence of the Red Coffin_1 Chapter 510: Chapter 510: The Emergence of the Red Coffin_1 As the dust settled, a figure clad in azure robes, coughing violently, struggled to rise from the ruins.

It was none other than Patriarch Qin, Qin Wudao.

Now on Qin Wudao’s face, gone was the usual indifference.

He was disheveled, covered in dust and filth, with fresh blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, clearly suffering from severe injuries.

His ancient bronze sword had also fallen not far from him, piercing thoroughly through a stone slab.

Everyone held their breath and watched Qin Wudao with shocked expressions on their faces.

Qin Xiyue, too, was slack-jawed, his face showing utter disbelief.

The other members of the Qin Family, who had been shouting fervently just moments before, fell silent, their complexions as ugly as if they had eaten dung.

Their own Patriarch, who was a legend in the Heavenly Venerable Realm, had been defeated head-on in a fierce battle with a young lad, plummeted from the skies to the dust below!

This was something they could never have imagined.

Qian Zongsheng and Lu Chenbing slowly exhaled, to be honest, this outcome was beyond their expectations as well.

They knew Xu Fan was powerful and brave, but this was ridiculously strong.

You must understand, Xu Fan was merely in the Grandmaster Realm; being able to slay a Martial King was already inconceivable.

Now, he had even defeated a Heavenly Venerable.

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Such a tale would be too exaggerated even for a storyteller, for fear of being ridiculed by the audience.

For a moment, both of them felt numb inside.

Among the onlookers, quiet gulps could be heard, as they involuntarily raised their heads to look up at the night sky.

Xu Fan stood there, imposingly carrying his Heavy Sword, like a heroic character from a game, elegant and domineering as he floated down.

However, he seemed rather indifferent about this victory as if for him, the battle was nothing more than casually swatting away a fly buzzing by his ear.

“Xu Wufang!”
Qin Wudao slowly raised his head, angrily looking at Xu Fan, his address no longer being “brat” or “youngster” but instead, a formal surname and name.

This signified that Qin Wudao had put away his contempt, recognizing Xu Fan as a worthy opponent.

“I can’t remember how long it’s been since I last sustained an injury.

You’ve done well, reminding me of the taste of being wounded,” he said.

“However, are you fully prepared to bear the brunt of my fury?”
Xu Fan, used to such hard talk, found it utterly unoriginal.

He couldn’t be bothered to reply, and with a single stomp, he dived towards Qin Wudao at breakneck speed, like an eagle swooping down on its prey.

The Heavenly Fiend Great Demon’s might was unparalleled, like splitting mountains and cleaving peaks, slashing directly towards Qin Wudao’s head.

The typical image of “Xu, the man of few but fierce words in society”!

“Hmph, you reckless fool, courting death!”
Qin Wudao was beside himself with anger.

Thinking back to his 60 years of life, how he had sacrificed his own body to become a Hairy Zombie, breaking through the natural laws of life and death, freeing himself from the shackles of reincarnation, severing the ties of worldly emotions and desires, to enjoy an immortal existence.

He delved into the ancient techniques of martial arts in seclusion, making tremendous strides in strength.

Now, 30 years into becoming a Hairy Zombie, a being never before touched by anyone, he had tasted injury once again, and from a very young junior no less.

To him, it was a humiliation of epic proportions, a total loss of face!

What made it worse was that this junior seemed to be looking down on him, relentlessly pursuing and attacking.

There’s a saying that even a clay figure has a spark of temper, to say nothing of him, a zombie forging resentment from heaven and earth within himself!

With this thought, Qin Wudao let out a long howl, black light swirling around him like giant serpents, twisting and writhing.

He lifted his right hand and grasped at the air, condensing all the black light into a massive sphere the size of a tub above his palm.

Like tossing a pebble, he hurled the black orb at Xu Fan with the velocity of a cannonball.

Xu Fan didn’t dodge or evade; instead, he simply trembled his Heavy Sword.

The void violently shook, shredding the large black orb with dense Demonic Qi.

The Heavenly Fiend Great Demon contained an immense amount of Demonic Qi, superior in quality to the black light, its natural dominance as simple as that of a higher being over a lesser one.

The black light posed no threat at all.

“Impossible, utterly impossible!”
Qin Wudao’s eyes bulged with shock.

Although he spent most of his time in seclusion, he occasionally ventured out and thus would engage others in combat.

Even when facing other Heavenly Venerables, no one had ever unraveled his black light so easily.

After all, as his vital essence, the black light was of immensely pure quality, ranking very high in level, infused with his intense negative and deathly energies, lending it formidable power.

Even peers of the same realm approached it with grave expressions, not daring to touch it carelessly.

But in the case of Xu Fan, it disappeared effortlessly, as if ice and snow had melted away.

Seeing that Xu Fan’s figure was continually moving and still advancing, Qin Wudao suddenly reached out with his right hand, grasping an ancient sword that was embedded in the stone floor and brought it into his palm.

He then slashed forward, sending out countless sword Qi.

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“Bang!

Bang!

Bang…”
Xu Fan simply made straight cuts and chops, diagonal slashes and horizontal strokes, easily breaking the sword Qi which filled the sky, with explosive sounds ringing incessantly in the air.

“Step!”
Qin Wudao suddenly stamped on the ground, with such a huge force that the ground shook thunderously, turning everything underfoot into dust.

Using the force of his step, he shot back explosively and landed more than ten zhang away.

No matter the sword Qi that filled the sky, none could stop Xu Fan even by a single step; therefore, Qin Wudao could only choose to avoid the sharp edge for the time being.

Of course, Xu Fan pursued relentlessly, taking advantage of his foe’s weakness to press on and not stop until death.

His movements were as fluid as drifting clouds and flowing water, tinged with an air of otherworldly elegance.

“Pfft!”
Finally, Xu Fan caught up to the fleeing Qin Wudao like the pursuit of stars and moon.

Unable to dodge in time, Qin Wudao took a heavy blow that sent him flying, spewing a mouthful of blood mid-air.

When he crashed down into the ruins with a “thud,” the broken walls and debris beneath him were turned into fragments as fine as scraps of paper, creating a crater over two zhang wide.

This crash rendered his Copper Skin Iron Bone body loose in its framework, flesh split open and skin torn, causing him to feel a wave of dizziness.

This incident was witnessed very clearly by everyone, and for a moment, there was complete silence all around.

The faces of the Qin Family members turned ugly, their hearts filled with gloom.

Their ancestor, who had just made a formidable entrance as an unbeatable figure, ended up being viciously beaten by Xu Fan.

On the field, Xu Fan carried the Heavenly Fiend Great Demon on his shoulders, leisurely walking toward his opponent.

“Xu Wufang!

Don’t be too excessive!”
But then, a thunderous shout echoed throughout the venue, followed by Qin Wudao’s figure rushing out of the ruins, landing midair with a cold and threatening gaze as he slanted his eyes at Xu Fan, his face a mix of shock and rage.

He simply couldn’t believe he had ended up in such a sorry state, wounded all over, covered in blood, and his iconic Qing Dynasty queue had become unkempt and disheveled.

In this state, he looked more like a patient from a mental hospital.

“Heh heh…

When did I ever go too far?

I was living my life peacefully, keeping to myself, and enjoying my work.

Yet your Qin Family, you kept provoking me.”
“Have you ever reflected on or regretted causing today’s situation?”
Xu Fan responded with a cold smile, his tone one of mockery.

“Hmph…

I won’t bring up old grievances with you.

All I see is you aggressively pushing us to the brink, destroying my Qin Family.

Xu Wufang, don’t get too complacent.

It’s not yet clear who will have the last laugh.”
Qin Wudao waved his hand dismissively and spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, his eyes filling with bitter and venomous resentment.

After speaking, Qin Wudao slowly raised his hands in front of him.

The large expanse of ruins beneath him trembled faintly, as if a massive creature underground was rising up, shaking off everything on it.

Affected by this, the members of the Qin Family outside the main entrance all appeared unsteady, looking at the ground with expressions of shock and fear.

Soon, a thunderous roar was heard, and a blood shadow burst forth from the center of the ruins, shooting straight into the sky.

Its shape resembled a Scarlet Sarcophagus.

As the sarcophagus emerged, everyone present suddenly looked terrified, quivering as if they had seen a ghost.

The reason was that their vision had turned a bloody red, as if they were in a sea of blood about to be swallowed by fresh torrents at any moment.

And the ruins that once were an estate seemed to be enveloped in a blood-red halo, filled with a crimson glow.

This was the aura of death!

An overwhelming aura of death!

The Scarlet Sarcophagus, as if alive, made its way behind Qin Wudao and hovered in the air, slowly rotating by itself.

At this moment, Qin Wudao, with the sarcophagus at his back, seemed to be endowed with divine assistance, his presence as vast and boundless as the ocean, surging and churning!