Chapter 52 Seeking Your Own Death!

"All members of the Azure Dragon Gang, listen up! Cease the pursuit of the Wild Wolf Gang and get over here immediately!"

"The Fierce Tiger Gang, get over here too!"

"The Iron Blood Gang, all of you, come over here!"

The three leading chiefs of the three major factions shouted out their orders. With their gang leaders now dead, the command of the three factions naturally fell into their hands.

In an instant, the members of the three factions hurriedly abandoned their pursuit of the Wild Wolf Gang and retreated frantically toward the positions of the three chiefs.

However, Jiang Fan stood as a roadblock in their path of retreat.

"Die! All of you, go to hell!" Wielding his precious saber, Jiang Fan killed with a frenzy. He slaughtered anyone who crossed his path, cutting down individuals and pairs alike. Bathed in blood, he had completely gone mad with killing.

Initially, when he killed for the first time, he had felt somewhat unaccustomed to it. But after his brutal battle against the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang and Old Demon Xu, he had gradually grown used to it through subsequent bloodshed. Moreover, the three leaders of the Wild Wolf Gang had taught him a harsh lesson: "Mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself."

Back then, he had cooperated with the three leaders of the Wild Wolf Gang with the original intention of jointly dealing with Old Demon Xu.

Yet, the moment he made the first move, not only did the three leaders show no intention of cooperating, but they even attempted to shoot him down alongside the enemy.

The world was this cruel, and Jiang Fan knew that the only person he could truly trust was himself!

After that experience, he became ruthlessly vicious.

At this moment, as he embarked on a massive slaughter of the three factions without a shred of mercy, he knew that if he were not strong enough, he would undoubtedly die a miserable death at their hands.

Plop, plop, plop!

Swish, swish, swish!

The treasured saber in Jiang Fan's hand danced continuously, claiming one or two lives with every strike. His entire body was covered in blood, and his gaze was filled with such a murderous aura that it struck terror into the hearts of all who beheld him.

Along his bloody path, he had lost count of how many people he had killed, until he was finally temporarily halted by a formation jointly cast by three cultivators.

"fiend! You fiend! To slaughter mortals with such madness, you... you will be met with retribution!"

"Little bastard, you have committed countless evils, heaven will surely condemn you!"

"Cultivators are not permitted to slaughter mortals at will, do you not know this? By doing this, you have truly entered the demonic path and will suffer eternal damnation!"

Upon seeing Jiang Fan covered in blood, the three cultivators felt their hearts pound with dread, their eyes filled with intense wariness.

The eight Xiantian-realm chieftains felt the same way, looking at Jiang Fan with eyes full of terror.

"What my fate will be is not for the likes of you to decide!" Jiang Fan said coldly. "Besides, even if heaven were to condemn me, you likely won't live to see it! Because very soon, all of you are going to die! Every single one of you!"

With a cold retort, Jiang Fan unleashed the Azure Wood Seal, directly smashing it toward the array jointly constructed by the three men.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Jiang Fan repeatedly manipulated the Azure Wood Seal to bombard the Tri-Phase Array, causing it to shudder incessantly.

As Jiang Fan's attacks continued, the Tri-Phase Array was quickly reaching its breaking point.

"What is going on? Why has his spiritual power not been exhausted yet?"

"Maintaining spellcasting attacks for this long would have long since drained the spiritual power of a normal third-layer Qi Condensation cultivator dry. How can he still have reserves?"

"This won't do! We cannot let this continue. If this keeps up, we will be in grave danger!"

The three cultivators were profoundly shaken. They simply could not fathom why Jiang Fan possessed such a vast store of spiritual power. What they did not know was that Jiang Fan had pushed his third-layer Qi Condensation cultivation to its absolute peak. The spiritual power within his body was roughly nine times that of an average third-layer Qi Condensation cultivator.

Strictly speaking, the sheer surge of Jiang Fan's spiritual power was even more astonishing than that of a fourth-layer Qi Condensation cultivator, though regrettably, the quality of his spiritual power still could not match theirs.

That was a qualitative transformation, and the *Azure Wood Longevity Art* he had acquired was not yet enough to rival the spiritual power quality of a fourth-layer cultivator.

Nonetheless, while the array constructed by the three cultivators could block the full-strength attack of an ordinary third-layer practitioner, it could not withstand Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan's spiritual power was simply too immense, enough to forcibly shatter the Tri-Phase Array.

"Three Immortals, what... what should we do?"

"Yes, Three Immortals! If this array is broken, won't we be slaughtered directly?"

"Please think of a way, Three Immortals! I... I don't want to die!"

"Three Immortals, what are our orders?"

The eight chieftains grew extremely anxious, never expecting Jiang Fan to be this powerful.

"There is no other choice. We must wage a war of attrition. Send your men from the three factions to wear him down. After a frenzied assault, he will inevitably suffer from exhaustion. At that moment, we will launch a sudden counterattack and take him down in one fell swoop!" the leading cultivator said coldly.

The eight chieftains exchanged glances, each seeing a resolute determination in the others' eyes.

"All members of the Azure Dragon Gang, listen up! Ambush this little bastard from behind! We will attack from the front and take him down together!"

"Fierce Tiger Gang, hear my command! Attack this brat!"

"Iron Blood Gang, listen up! Assault this little mongrel from behind!"

As the three leading chiefs issued their orders, the massive crowd behind Jiang Fan instantly surged forward like rabid dogs, attacking him with maniacal fury.

Naturally, they resorted to underhanded sneak attacks. Some fired arrows, while others hurled long spears and broadswords like javelins, all determined to put Jiang Fan to death.

"You really are courting your own death!" Jiang Fan said coldly. While defending against the sneak attacks from behind, he concentrated on manipulating the Azure Wood Seal to batter the Tri-Phase Array, activated his damage-transfer ability, and carefully evaded any fatal wounds.

Jiang Fan looked rather disheveled at the moment. Although the attacks from the mortals of the three factions could not pierce the protection of the armor he wore, his head remained unprotected by the armor, meaning he could not afford to be careless. He had no choice but to channel a portion of his magical power to form a protective barrier around his skull.

Not entirely certain whether he could survive having his skull pierced, Jiang Fan naturally refused to let his guard down.

"He has no time to look after himself! Kill him!"

"Charge together and slay him!"

"Strike quickly! Do not hesitate!"

The members of the three factions savagely swung their weapons, assaulting Jiang Fan's back and flanks.

"We shall strike together as well!"

"Agreed!"

"Shoot him dead!"

This time, the eight Xiantian chieftains had plenty of backup crossbow bolts, each carrying more than a dozen. Now, they raised their bows and notched their arrows, determined to shoot Jiang Fan dead.

The power of these eight men's crossbow bolts was exceptionally fierce; even Jiang Fan's armor could not fully protect him against them. Once struck, his body would be pierced straight through.

However, since Jiang Fan had activated his damage-transfer ability, he had nothing to fear—he only needed to keep his head shielded.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Terrifying crossbow bolts whistled through the air, piercing straight toward Jiang Fan. Aside from the ones aimed at his head, Jiang Fan made no attempt to dodge. The horrifyingly powerful bolts pierced directly through his body, yet he acted as though nothing had happened. A playful smile even played at the corners of his mouth.

"I told you, you are courting your own death!"

As Jiang Fan finished speaking, three of the eight chieftains dropped dead on the spot, horrifying bloody holes suddenly appearing across their bodies. Meanwhile, Jiang Fan calmly pulled out the crossbow bolts embedded in his flesh and glared fiercely at the five surviving chieftains.

"Continue! Why aren't you shooting anymore?"

At these words, the five chieftains froze, not daring to release the crossbows in their hands any longer, for they had roughly guessed what had just happened...