The moment they saw Fang Chen, Fan Zhe and Fan Ming shook their heads in disbelief.
"Impossible, it's impossible."
"This is an illusion. What I saw is fake."
At that time, Fang Chen was restrained by the bloodline of the Fiend Blood Tribe, and then Fan Zhe personally attacked and severely injured Fang Chen.
Although they did not see him die with their own eyes, there was no way he could survive in such a situation.
All along, Fan Zhe and Fan Ming thought that Fang Chen had died long ago.
But now, he was standing right in front of them, alive and well.
"Humph, pretending to be mysterious."
After a moment of panic, Fan Zhe came to his senses and steadied himself. He snorted and immediately launched a powerful attack.
Boom!
Fang Chen's figure instantly dissipated. Seeing this, Fan Zhe laughed loudly.
However, only a second later, Fang Chen's figure condensed again.
"Damn it."
Fan Zhe roared angrily. He punched wildly and kept attacking every corner of the illusion, trying to kill all of Fang Chen's illusions.
After a long while, Fan Zhe stopped attacking. He was panting and his forehead was full of sweat.
At this moment, a voice sounded.
"Have you had enough?"
Crash!
Fang Chen appeared in front of Fan Zhe and Fan Ming.
"You …"
Fan Ming immediately attacked and wanted to kill Fang Chen, but this time, the latter did not give them the chance.
Crash!
The illusion suddenly changed. Fan Ming's attack missed and could not hit Fang Chen at all. Instead, he was sent flying by Fang Chen's punch.
"This is not real."
Fan Ming shook his head frantically and got up from the ground.
Puchi!
The Hidden Star Sword shot from a distance, easily cutting through Fan Ming's attack and piercing into Fan Ming's body.
Hiss! Hiss!
The powerful Sword Principle power kept eroding Fan Ming's body. The power in his body was suddenly exhausted like a flood.
Puchi!
Fan Ming spat out a mouthful of blood and his body swayed.
"How is this possible?"
He looked in front of him in disbelief. Fang Chen was walking toward him step by step with a faint smile.
"How are you still alive?"
At this moment, Fan Ming finally believed that the Fang Chen before him was not an illusion.
All of this was a trap that he had set up to deal with them.
"None of you are dead yet, so why would I die first?"
Fang Chen said coldly.
Fan Zhe rushed over from the side, but unfortunately, he didn't even have the chance to launch an attack before he was chopped into two halves by the Hidden Star Sword.
The ball of light floated in midair. It wanted to rush out of the illusion, but it lost itself in an instant.
"Big brother."
Fan Ming shouted, but it was to no avail.
Fan Zhe's primordial spirit light ball landed in Fang Chen's palm.
"Originally, I had no enmity with you, but you secretly colluded with the Fiend Blood Tribe and wanted to kill me."
Fang Chen looked at Fan Ming mockingly and said, "The moment you made a move on me, you should have expected today's outcome."
"No …"
Fan Ming roared with a ferocious expression.
"So, you must die today."
Fan Ming's heart was filled with fear. Fang Chen's cultivation had broken through and his strength had increased greatly. He could kill his big brother with a wave of his hand, which made him want to retreat.
Crack!
In front of Fan Ming, Fang Chen squeezed hard and crushed Fan Zhe's primordial spirit.
"Big brother."
Fan Ming screamed miserably. His eyes were scarlet and murderous intent surged in his heart.
However, he didn't attack Fang Chen. Instead, he chose to escape from this place.
Swoosh!
Fan Ming's body turned into a stream of light and rushed into the distance.
"Go ahead and run. If you can escape from the illusion, it's my loss."
Fang Chen shrugged and said disdainfully.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Fan Ming used all his strength and used his trump card. He even burned his Blood Essence to reach his maximum speed.
"I'll be safe as long as I escape from this place. I don't believe that he dares to attack me in front of so many people."
Fan Ming thought to himself.
However, no matter how hard he tried to escape, he couldn't escape from the illusion.
"How is this possible?"
Fan Ming's heart was filled with unwillingness.
He used his mind to burn more than half of his Blood Essence. His speed soared again. At the same time, the power in his body surged as he tried to force his way out of the illusion.
However, he still underestimated Fang Chen's means.
Fang Chen had great attainments in the Art of Illusion. In addition, he had the Supreme Ancestral Eye. Even a Star Venerable would find it difficult to break through the illusion, let alone Fan Ming.
"Go."
Fang Chen patted the Hidden Star Sword gently. The Hidden Star Sword let out a deafening sword cry. It whizzed through the void and chased after Fan Ming.
After a while, a miserable cry was heard.
The Hidden Star Sword returned to Fang Chen's side. There was a little blood on the sword.
Through the heavy fog, Fang Chen saw the scene of Fan Ming's primordial spirit shattering.
"You asked for it."
Fang Chen muttered.
If they hadn't secretly colluded with the Evil Blood Tribe to deal with him, they wouldn't have ended up like this.
Buzz!
The illusion dissipated, and the Ancient Sword was put away. Fang Chen stepped on the Hidden Star Sword and left the mountain range.
The vast Zhiyun Continent gradually calmed down.
The Evil Blood Tribe's plan had failed, so they didn't dare to attack for the time being.
The Wei Family had been looking for Fang Chen. Unfortunately, after he killed Fan Ming and Fan Zhe, he had returned to the Ancient Cold Sect through the teleportation formation in Po Adversity City.
The trip to the Zhiyun Continent had come to an end.
This mission had taken a long time, which Fang Chen hadn't expected.
Splash!
With a flash of white light, Fang Chen came out of the teleportation formation.
Suddenly, he felt strange gazes looking at him. Then, some official disciples hurriedly left the place.
He ignored them and went back to the sparring area to find Elder Tianhan.
"Have you completed the mission?" Elder Tianhan asked.
Fang Chen nodded. "There were some problems. Otherwise, it wouldn't have taken so long."
"What about Fan Zhe and Fan Ming?"
Fang Chen pondered for a moment and said, "They are dead."
"Killed by the Evil Blood Tribe?"
Fang Chen shook his head. "The two of them secretly colluded with the Evil Blood Tribe to deal with me. They almost killed me. In the end, I killed them."
After thinking about it, Fang Chen decided to tell Elder Tianhan the truth.
When Elder Tianhan heard this, he was silent for a moment and said, "You did well. This is the reward for your mission."
Elder Tianhan handed some Star Stones to Fang Chen and said, "Go back and have a good rest."
…
The news of Fang Chen's return to the Ancient Cold Sect spread quickly.
The official disciple area was in an uproar. Countless disciples were waiting for the core disciple to make a move.
Sure enough, after a while, that Core Disciple would speak, telling Fang Chen to quickly bring 100,000 Star Stones to accept his death. Otherwise, he would die without a proper burial ground.
In the sparring area, many sparring partners gathered in the 100th courtyard when they heard that Fang Chen had returned.
"What's going on?"
Fang Chen asked. Everyone looked at each other. In the end, Sun Han explained.
"Sir, when the one-month time limit was up, the core disciple did not see you. He took his anger out on our sparring area and even said that when you return, he will tear you into pieces."
Sun Han said helplessly.
"During this period of time, our sparring area has suffered heavy casualties. In just a few months, the number of casualties has exceeded the previous ten years.
That core disciple has been secretly pressuring you because of his noble status. He wants to force you to appear. "
After hearing the whole story, Fang Chen frowned. His face was gloomy.
He did not expect to implicate so many sparring partners in the sparring area because of him.
At the same time, killing intent surged in Fang Chen's heart.
"I'm sorry to have implicated you." Fang Chen nodded at everyone.
"Fang Chen, the other party is a core disciple. He is very powerful. You'd better not be rash."
"Yes, at most, we will take it on together. So what if he is a core disciple?
Can he cover the sky with one hand? "
"Why don't we gather 100,000 Star Stones and send it to him as an apology?"
Many sparring partners were thinking of a solution. They did not want to see Fang Chen clash head-on with the core disciple. That would be like hitting a rock with an egg.
"Sir, the news of your return has already spread in the Ancient Frigid Sect. That guy said that he wants you to bring 100,000 Star Stones to die."
Sun Han said ruthlessly, "This guy is too arrogant. Not only does he want 100,000 Star Stones, but he also wants your life."
Fang Chen stood up and looked at everyone. Then, he said, "Help me send a message. He has three days to bring one million Star Stones to the sparring area to apologize. Otherwise, he will die."