Chapter 264: Chapter 263: Mo Sect Poison Gang
"Be careful of his poison!" the Gongsun siblings warned at the sa ti.
Ye Fan nodded and swiftly moved in to engage the Mo Sect Guardian in battle. This was his first ti fighting a Mo Sect Martial Artist. The Mo Sect Guardian wore a mask that exuded a sense of oppression and fear, but Ye Fan was not afraid in the slightest. He did his best to avoid physical contact with the Mo Sect Guardian, as the Mo Sect was a faction renowned for its skill with poisons. In fact, factions that had survived from the Pre-Qin Period to the modern day, like the Miao Border, the Five Poison Sect, and the current Mo Sect, were all universally adept with poison.
For instance, in the current exchange, the Mo Sect Guardian traded a few silent moves with Ye Fan before being imdiately forced back by Ye Fan’s potent True Qi, leaving him looking rather disheveled. Ye Fan, however, stood his ground, completely unaffected.
"You’re an Emperor-level Master!" the Mo Sect Guardian exclaid, his expression changing drastically as he uttered the words.
But the ones most shocked to hear the term "Emperor-level Master" were the bystanders: Gongsun Linglong, Gongsun Shengheng, Rao Zhigang, and Pang Hongyi. They never imagined that soone as young as Ye Fan could have already reached the Emperor Level. It was a reality that defied their comprehension!
"That’s right," Ye Fan replied. "I’ll give you credit for having a keen eye."
They were all utterly stunned, especially when Ye Fan confird it himself. They could hardly believe their ears. The scene was simply too astonishing!
How many Emperor-level masters even exist? Let alone one who reached that realm in their twenties? How many people could possibly achieve such a feat? Probably not even the most prodigious geniuses!
Gongsun Linglong and Gongsun Shengheng now understood why their ancestor, Gongsun Chou, had been so courteous to Ye Fan. It was because he was an Emperor-level Master. The other two were just as astounded. An Emperor-level Master... No wonder he looks down on the Mo Sect. Even if the Mo Sect’s Qi n Dun Shu and Mo Sect Poison Technique are unparalleled, they still have to take an Emperor-level Master seriously. The power of an Emperor-level Master was imnse; they were martial artists who could not be ignored in any era. A warrior of such caliber had the potential to change the very course of history.
"Who exactly are you?" the Mo Sect Guardian demanded. A person like this shouldn’t be so unknown entity. He should be famous throughout the world.
"The King of Heaven," Ye Fan stated simply.
Everyone was stunned. The forr leader of the International Dark World! The man who single-handedly killed several King-level masters and forced a complete reshuffle of the King Rankings! The world thought the King of Heaven had retired into seclusion. No one expected him to appear here, much less to have broken through to the Emperor Level. His rate of growth is enough to make anyone despair.
"The King of Heaven, is it?" the Guardian sneered. "Your power is great, but don’t you forget that my Mo Sect is renowned for its unparalleled Mo Sect Poison Technique, not its Martial Arts! You are still going to die!"
The Mo Sect Guardian was resentful. He couldn’t accept that the King of Heaven had reached the Emperor Level at such a young age. He had to test whether the King of Heaven was truly as powerful as the legends claid, to see if he was really touched by the divine. Thus, he charged at Ye Fan again. The toxins he released were so potent they lted the floor tiles upon contact. The Mo Sect’s poison techniques were truly terrifying.
Ye Fan threw a punch, shattering the lted tiles flying toward him. He then snatched a shard out of the air and hurled it back, forcing the Mo Sect Guardian to dodge hastily. The shard of stone slamd into a nearby car, which instantly exploded. The power behind the throw was chilling.
Ye Fan didn’t stop, pressing his attack relentlessly even as the Mo Sect Guardian unleashed waves of colorless, odorless poisons. Ye Fan deftly evaded them all. The clash was truly staggering. A battle between martial artists of this caliber was like witnessing human-sized nuclear weapons. Wherever their battle raged, only destruction followed. He unleashed his Dragon Claw Hand, infused with potent True Qi, suppressing the Mo Sect Guardian from the very start. If he wasn’t using poison, I guarantee I could severely injure him within a hundred moves. Even so, the sheer intensity of the battle was terrifying to behold.
Watching Ye Fan’s powerful and graceful display, Gongsun Linglong suddenly thought he was the most handso man she had ever seen. She wasn’t sure why, but she no longer disliked him. Perhaps it was because the King of Heaven had always been the man she admired most. As the King of Heaven, Ye Fan had countless fans, and they were all influential people, hailing from major powers and great families. After all, his life story was the stuff of legends.
The Mo Sect Guardian, feeling suffocated by the constant pressure, suddenly flung a handful of black powder at Ye Fan, who dodged in a flash. The Mo Sect Guardian let out an eerie laugh. He knew his chance had arrived. Without a mont’s hesitation, he lunged forward, his black robes whipping around him as he went in for the kill.
"Mo Sect Poison Gang!" the Guardian roared.
The Mo Sect Poison Gang was one of the Mo Sect’s ultimate killing techniques. Typically, only high-ranking mbers were qualified to learn it. The Guardian’s strength certainly placed him in the sect’s upper echelons, though not among its absolute top figures. This technique combined the unstoppable forces of True Qi and poison. It was a killer move that carried the montum to slay gods and buddhas alike—nothing could stand in its way.
The Mo Sect Poison Gang descended with oppressive power. It seed to have no openings, radiating an invincible force. As Ye Fan parried this seemingly unstoppable attack, he also had to be wary of the poison woven within it. This was the true danger: a colorless, odorless toxin designed to poison its victim without them ever realizing it. It was, without a doubt, a truly profound technique. The Mo Sect Guardian smirked. He had been brewing this move for a long ti. To not unleash it was to keep the seas calm; to unleash it was to summon a raging tempest, an instantly fatal strike.
At this mont, Gongsun Linglong was deeply worried, fearing that Ye Fan would be at a disadvantage against the Mo Sect Guardian.
BOOM!
The Mo Sect Poison Gang crashed against Ye Fan. Yet, he stood his ground, not moving an inch, firmly blocking the force of the attack.
"Impossible!" the Mo Sect Guardian cried out in shock. He had never once failed when using the Mo Sect Poison Gang. He couldn’t believe it was powerless against Ye Fan.
Ye Fan scoffed, "Nothing’s impossible. Is the Mo Sect Poison Gang really so terrifying? From where I stand, it’s all just for show."
"You... you aren’t poisoned!" The Mo Sect Guardian was baffled. The Mo Sect’s poison techniques were unrivaled; no one could withstand them. Why was Ye Fan the exception? He refused to believe it.
But Ye Fan simply said, "Poisoned? You think too highly of your Mo Sect’s poison techniques. So people are just destined to be immune to all poisons. As it happens, I’m one of them."
Then, Ye Fan made his move. "Pure Yang Power!"
He instantly unleashed his Pure Yang Power. A scorching hot True Qi gathered in his palm, forming a vortex of Inner Strength that seed utterly unstoppable. Even the tightly fitted tiles on the floor began to tear loose and swirl upwards.
"Not good!" In that instant, the Mo Sect Guardian felt his body slip from his control. It felt as if the world had gone silent, and he was being helplessly drawn forward by an unseen force.
SPURT!
The Pure Yang Power had barely begun to unleash its might, and he was already coughing up blood.
"Such terrifying power... is this the Emperor Level?" Gongsun Linglong exclaid in shock. Beside her, Gongsun Shengheng was so frightened that his legs gave out and he collapsed. After all, in his eyes, the Emperor Level was the realm of gods. This was especially true for the Gongsun Family; aside from their own ancestor, they hadn’t produced such a master in nearly a century.
anwhile, Pang Hongyi and Rao Zhigang were also scared half to death. In their eyes, the lofty Mo Sect Guardian, backed by the power of the entire Mo Sect, should have been an overwhelming force anywhere they went. But from the looks of it, the Mo Sect Guardian was no match for Ye Fan.
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