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"No!"

Xiang Fan's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a loud shout that echoed throughout the presidential suite, making the windowpanes vibrate.

He suddenly exerted force with his feet, and his whole body turned into a blur, as fast as a ghost, rushing towards the seal.

"Too late!"

Tian San threw his head back and laughed wildly, his eyes filled with malicious pleasure.

He could almost see the seal shatter and Xiang Fan break down in tears.

The Xiang Guoliang couple, standing to the side, watched with burning passion.

He wished he could smash the seal to dust, so that Xiang Fan would fall into the abyss of despair!

However, just as the seal was about to touch the ground, Xiang Fan reached out with lightning speed and precisely grabbed the edge of the seal with his five fingers.

With a flick of his wrist, the seal landed in his palm.

In an instant, a warm feeling of blood connection arose spontaneously.

The seal seemed to come alive, emitting a faint golden light.

A gentle warmth traveled along his meridians, instantly calming his surging blood and qi.

"What... what's going on?"

The smile on Tian San's face suddenly froze, his pupils contracted sharply, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Mr. and Mrs. Xiang were so shocked that their mouths dropped open.

They had had this seal for many years, and even though they knew it was made of extraordinary material, they had never witnessed such a strange phenomenon before!

Xiang Fan looked down at the seal in his hand.

The seal was dark gold in color, with double pupils on it and nine tripods surrounding it.

Within the dragon pattern, the character "项" in seal script is faintly engraved.

The feeling of being connected by blood had become even stronger.

He could even faintly sense that the seal contained a powerful force that resonated with his Overlord Body.

In an instant, he felt something.

As long as you put the seal and the painting together, you will surely gain something!

Suppressing the urge to immediately retrieve the scroll, Xiang Fan carefully tucked the seal into his pocket before slowly raising his eyes.

His gaze toward Tian San was filled with boundless killing intent.

"good!"

"Excellent!"

Xiang Fan's voice was low and hoarse, uttering each word slowly and deliberately.

"You have already chosen your own path to death!"

When Xiang Fan swept his gaze over him, Tian San felt a chill run down his spine, a coldness shooting from his feet to the top of his head.

But he quickly suppressed his fear, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"A path to death?"

"Does he really think that just because he has some skill, he's invincible?"

"You think you're so tough? Well, I'd like to see if you can beat these guys."

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers.

"Shuashuashua——"

A dozen or so figures filed in from outside the door in response.

Each of them had a cold and stern expression, and their aura was heavy and terrifying.

Each and every one of them possesses at least the strength of a second-rate expert!

The scarred man at the head of the group was particularly imposing!

Just by standing there, an invisible sense of oppression comes over you!

The sheer power alone is enough to prove that the opponent is definitely a strong figure among top-tier experts!

At this moment, Tian San seemed to have found a backer, his back straightened instantly, and he looked at Xiang Fan opposite him with a sneer.

"Weren't you quite arrogant just now?"

"What, are you chickening out now?"

"Afraid to move?"

As he spoke, his gaze turned to the scarred man, and his face, unusually serious, became respectful.

"Deacon Lin, thank you for your trouble!"

With a wave of his hand, Scarface Deacon Lin's voice was as rough as sandpaper.

"Young Master sent me here to protect you."

"Besides, no matter how useless Ah Long is, he is still my apprentice."

"If I, as the master, don't react after my apprentice has been crippled, wouldn't I become a laughingstock?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned directly to Xiang Fan, as if looking at a dead man.

"Boy, kneel down and kill yourself!"

"While top-tier experts are certainly not weak, they are no match for me!"

"If I make a move, you will be torn to pieces!"

Seeing that Deacon Lin was arrogant and didn't take him seriously at all, a cold glint flashed in Xiang Fan's eyes.

Wakata San was merely a servant who bullied others by abusing his power, or perhaps he was just using the young master's name to bully and tyrannize.

The Deacon Lin in front of us is a formal member of the Crimson Dragon Palace!

They actually disregarded the rules of the Nine Dragons Palace and did such a thing as turning black into white and bullying the weak!

It seems that the Crimson Dragon Palace is rotten to the core!

If that's the case, then I'll give the Crimson Dragon Palace a good dressing down!

With a cold glint in his eyes, Xiang Fan stepped forward and struck out with a palm.

"Bang!"

A loud bang!

Before Deacon Lin could even react, he was sent flying backward.

Blood gushed out in mid-air.

When he landed, he was completely lifeless, with no breath left!

Upon seeing this, the entire audience fell silent!

You could hear a pin drop!

Tian San, in particular, stood there dumbfounded, his mouth agape.

The smile that hadn't even faded was already frozen on her face.

Others might not know, but he knew everything about Deacon Lin!

The other party is none other than the young master's top henchman!

In fact, he is strong enough to withstand ten moves from a master of innate skill without being defeated!

It's no exaggeration to say that this applies even to major provincial capitals.

Deacon Lin is someone who is treated as an honored guest by wealthy and powerful families!

But now, such a powerful figure has actually been killed by Xiang Fan with a single palm strike!

Just how strong is Xiang Fan?

A master born with innate talent?

Or...something even stronger?

At this thought, Tian San trembled uncontrollably!

His face drained of color, filled with terror!

Such strength is of paramount importance within the Crimson Dragon Palace!

Just then, Xiang Fan's gaze slowly swept over and landed on him.

"Do you have any other trump cards up your sleeve?"

"If not, then I should send you on your way!"

Feeling death approaching step by step, Tian San panicked completely and screamed hysterically.

"Charge! All of you, charge!"

"No matter what methods you use!"

"Whoever manages to hurt him, I'll go to the young master and ask for a reward for you!"

"Whoever can kill him will take Deacon Lin's position!"

A generous reward will surely attract brave men!

In the Crimson Dragon Palace, the difficulty of advancement is comparable to ascending to heaven!

Even at a low level, one has to pay a price that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Someone like Deacon Lin is considered a mid-level figure with real power in the Crimson Dragon Palace!

Once outside, even the top families in the provincial capital have to greet you with smiles and dare not be negligent in the slightest!

Such temptation is enough to make anyone take the risk!

Even though they knew they were no match for Xiang Fan, the crowd's eyes turned red, and they all shouted and stepped forward.

What if?

If we manage to succeed by sheer luck, we could rise to the top in one fell swoop!

Seeing the crowd charging towards him fearlessly, a cold glint flashed in Xiang Fan's eyes.

Since the Crimson Dragon Palace needed to be rectified anyway, let's start with these people and make an example of them!

With a powerful push off his feet, Xiang Fan charged straight into the crowd like a tiger descending a mountain.

He showed no mercy whatsoever; every move was ruthless and deadly!

In less than half a minute, the wailing completely subsided.

Xiang Fan took another step and came to Tian San's side.

Behind him, however, lay a scene of carnage!

The strong stench of blood filled the air, making people nauseous!

Even though they knew that the others were not as strong as Xiang Fan, they were still a group of experts.

In such a desperate situation, he should have been able to inflict some injury on Xiang Fan!

But to my surprise, it had absolutely no effect!

At this moment, Tian San was completely panicked. He scrambled backward, his voice trembling.

"You...you can't kill me!"

"Oh?" Xiang Fan raised an eyebrow, his tone indifferent.

"Do you have any last words?"

Tian San swallowed hard, bracing himself for the last breath, and pulled out his last backup.

"I... my young master is the grandson of the Third Elder of the Crimson Dragon Palace!"

"Killing me is a slap in his face!"

"When the Crimson Dragon unleashes its wrath, even if you are a master of the Innate Realm, you will not escape death!"