Chapter 602: Too Weak

“Zhang Senior has made his move; his momentum is overwhelming, like a sword drawn from its sheath.”

The surrounding disciples watched in awe as Zhang Wenzhuang unleashed his power, thunder rumbling and storms erupting, sending a powerful force surging towards them.

They knew Brother Zhang was strong, but no one had expected him to be this powerful. With merely one strike, it seemed even deities and spirits would find it hard to resist.

The crowd’s astonished exclamations continued unabated.

Everyone underestimated Lin Fan, as they were all too familiar with the might of Senior Zhang—an existence of formidable power.

However, two individuals on the scene showed no signs of concern.

One was the Red Cloud Fairy, and the other was Tian Yun.

They had witnessed Lin Fan’s strength firsthand.

Red Cloud, in particular, knew everything.

Within the tomb of the Water-Fire Emperor, Lin Fan had single-handedly fought three experts at the fourth level of the Immortal Heaven Stage, experts who had transcended death itself. At that time, he had handled the battle effortlessly, not to mention that he had since survived an even more formidable Heavenly Tribulation, his power skyrocketing.

Although Zhang Wenzhuang was also an expert at the fourth level of the Immortal Heaven Stage, he likely could not match Lin Fan.

“Your punch is decent, and your Heavenly Dao is also commendable, but unfortunately, it’s not enough,” Lin Fan said calmly, showing no concern whatsoever.

“Hmph!” Zhang Wenzhuang snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with sharp light, capable of piercing through anything. How dare this human still act so arrogantly at a time like this? Did he really think he could act recklessly just because Elder Yunhe protected him?

Lin Fan chuckled lightly, his feet unmoving as he stood there.

In Lin Fan’s eyes, Zhang Wenzhuang’s fist grew larger and larger, the sonic boom roaring as the power surged.

“What is this person doing? Why isn’t he even dodging?” The surrounding disciples, seeing the human standing still, were puzzled and unsure of his intentions.

“Could it be that he’s been scared out of his wits by Brother Zhang’s punch?”

Tian Yun knew Lin Fan was strong, but he still couldn’t figure out why Lin Fan was acting this way. Was it really wise to be so arrogant?

Zhang Wenzhuang’s force was rushing toward Lin Fan, the powerful wind blowing his long hair.

Bang!

The punch landed directly on target, instantly unleashing ripples that radiated outward from Lin Fan in all directions.

The immense force spread out, making the surrounding disciples feel as if their feet were no longer steady.

“He actually did it!” Fang Weifeng, seeing Lin Fan struck by Zhang senior apprentice’s punch, felt immense joy. Could it really be that easy to withstand a punch from someone at the fourth level of the Immortal Heaven Stage?

Even if he survived, he would surely be crippled.

“Your punch is quite strong, but it’s nothing more than a tickle. To me, you’re still too weak,” Lin Fan said with a smile, unharmed.

“How is this possible?” Zhang Wenzhuang suddenly looked up, disbelief etched across his face. He couldn’t believe that this human had taken his punch and remained completely unharmed.

More shockingly, Zhang Wenzhuang felt as if his punch had struck a swamp, all his force dissipating the moment it touched this human’s body, absorbed by an invisible force.

Lin Fan’s current physical form was at the fourth level of the Immortal Heaven Stage.

It was nothing more than a slight irritation, and it even brought some experience.

“I told you, you’re not qualified enough. If you want to regain honor for this useless fellow, you’ll have to call on your senior brother,” Lin Fan said calmly.

Lin Fan spoke calmly, but his words sent shockwaves through the surrounding disciples.

The disciples couldn’t believe that Senior Brother Zhang’s punch had absolutely no effect—it was such an absurd and incomprehensible notion.

Could this human truly be that powerful?

“Damn you, this is your own doing!” Zhang Wenzhuang hastily retreated, boosting his aura to its peak, his divine energy surging.

Above his head, a giant instantly appeared in the sky.

The surrounding disciples, seeing this, began shouting loudly.

“This is Elder Zhang’s Celestial Dharma Body, an existence of immense power. A single punch from it equals the combined full strength of several experts at the fourth level of the Immortal Heaven Stage!”

“Long live Zhang gege!” Fang Weifeng shouted with flushed excitement, seeing Zhang gege giving it his all.

If they could kill this human, it would be fantastic.

The previous punch must have been restrained by Senior Zhang out of fear of killing him. Now that the human had successfully enraged Senior Zhang, it was clear he was going to unleash his full strength.

“Human, this is all your doing. When you die at Yun Sect, don’t blame me,” Brother Zhang roared furiously, his divine energy surging like a tidal wave as it surged toward Lin Fan.

Another punch.

Even stronger and more powerful than before.

Unstoppable, capable of lifting mountains and overturning rivers, the immense power contained within this punch twisted the very space before it.

Yet Lin Fan still stood there, a faint smile on his face.

“This punch is quite impressive, but you haven’t mastered it fully yet,” Lin Fan shook his head.

“Silence!” Zhang Wenzhuang roared furiously, his body turning into a straight line.

Lin Fan extended a single finger and lightly flicked.

Buzz!

A faint vibrating sound spread outward, and the space rippled like water, waves of power radiating outward from Zhang Wenzhuang’s fist.

“You!”

Zhang Wenzhuang’s expression changed drastically; disbelief filled his face as he felt his power instantly collapse under that single finger.

A single finger capable of extinguishing all!

Especially after his Heavenly Dao had survived the Tribulation, its power had increased exponentially compared to before.

Pointing at space, space became void; pointing at power, power collapsed.

“An expert at the fourth level of the Immortal Heaven Stage is indeed something to be proud of, but to me, such an expert is no more than an ant to be crushed at will. Go tell your senior brother, if he wants to regain his honor, he must come himself.” Lin Fan pointed his finger at Zhang Wenzhuang’s fist, then lightly flicked, unleashing a sudden burst of force.

Zhang Wenzhuang immediately felt as if a thousand tons of weight had struck him. His body flew backward like a cannonball.

Shock filled Zhang Wenzhuang’s eyes, and blood spurted from his mouth.

He never imagined he would lose so easily.

Without the slightest resistance, he didn’t even know how he had been defeated.

“How could this happen…” Fang Weifeng, witnessing this scene, was as terrified as if he had seen a ghost, his face paling in fear.

Especially when meeting Lin Fan’s gaze, he felt his heart and gallbladder both chilled with fear.

The surrounding disciples also hadn’t expected such a dramatic turn of events, gasping in disbelief.

Those disciples who had previously doubted Tian Yun’s words now believed them without question.

This human was simply too strong.

Zhang Shixiong, an expert at the fourth level of the Immortal Heaven Stage, had been defeated with a single move and knocked down effortlessly.

Just how powerful was he?

“Lin Fan, thank you for showing mercy,” the Red Cloud Fairy said gratefully.

“Cutting the grass without removing the roots allows it to grow again with the spring breeze. However, for your sake, I’ll let this slide. Why don’t you show me around the sect?” Lin Fan directly ignored the two and said.

“Alright,” the Red Cloud Fairy nodded.

Hearing Lin Fan’s words, Fang Weifeng felt as if he had fallen into a cold icy abyss, a chilling sense of impending death enveloping him.

He was certain—this human truly harbored murderous intent toward him.

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