Chapter 115: Still Too Weak

The Azure Plain belonged to the exotic beasts! No one could say exactly how many of these creatures roamed the vast expanse.

Yang Fan gripped his long blade tightly as three exotic beasts charged toward him.

When they reached a certain distance, Yang Fan’s eyes twitched slightly.

Two were at the peak of the third grade, and one was at the fourth grade.

The two third-grade peak beasts ran ahead, while the fourth-grade chimera lumbered behind.

With a shift of his foot, Yang Fan shattered the ninefold barrier, unleashing a sudden burst of power!

His long blade was already raised.

The two forces collided almost instantly.

Yang Fan swung his blade down, channeling the power of breaking through the ninth level, cleaving the rhinoceros-like beast and sending it sprawling. At the same time, he repeatedly stepped aside, evading the giant gorilla’s punch.

Suddenly, the last fourth-grade beast accelerated fiercely, charging at Yang Fan with its bull-like horns ready to pierce him through!

“Command the heavens!”

In an instant, golden light enveloped Yang Fan’s body. His long blade remained embedded in the ground as his hands crackled with thunderous energy, gripping tightly onto the pair of horns.

The chimera convulsed violently.

A trace of amusement flickered in Yang Fan’s eyes. “Come on, try me! I’ll fry you with lightning!”

Before he could savor his triumph, the giant gorilla’s massive fist swung from behind.

Yang Fan hastily released the chimera, activating the ninefold barrier beneath his feet repeatedly, and instantly distanced himself, drawing his long blade as he moved.

As Yang Fan’s thunder dissipated, the chimera shook its head and stomped twice in place, then fixed its gaze on Yang Fan, its eyes turning blood-red with fury. It was enraged—coming out with two subordinates to hunt, only to be injured by this small creature.

Recalling the tingling numbness and helplessness from moments ago, the chimera felt a tremor of fear deep within.

A low roar issued forth as the giant gorilla hammered its chest and charged at Yang Fan. Meanwhile, the fallen rhinoceros beast rose again, its previous wound now merely a white scar without even a scratch on the skin, letting out a low growl as it barreled toward Yang Fan.

The chimera, eyes blazing red, stomped the ground with its elephantine legs, rushing at Yang Fan with fierce urgency.

Yang Fan wielded his long blade, enemies pressing in from three directions.

The giant gorilla approached first.

Yang Fan’s expression turned solemn. His wrist flicked repeatedly as his long blade sliced through the air.

The Thunderstorm Blade Technique—

Nine strikes in an instant—

A triad of swift kills.

The gorilla roared furiously, throwing a punch at the glint of cold steel in the air.

“Clang! Clang! Clang! Crack! Puff!”

Nine blows struck almost the exact same spot.

The terrified roar of the gorilla echoed as two massive arms fell to the ground.

Yang Fan had severed both of the gorilla’s arms in an instant. He then kicked the dazed and confused beast, sending the eight-meter-tall giant flying!

Blessed by the refining body elixir and heavenly command, Yang Fan had no clear sense of the true extent of his strength and aura amplification at this moment.

While the gorilla was flung away, the chimera surged forward, overtaking the rhinoceros beast. Its enormous elephantine leg slammed down toward Yang Fan.

Simultaneously, the huge bull’s head bellowed a roar.

Yang Fan felt dizzy and disoriented, nearly deafened by the sheer force of the roar. His footwork, poised to step forward, momentarily faltered.

In that fleeting moment, the elephant leg descended, and the rhinoceros’s horn drew dangerously close.

There was no way to dodge!

Yang Fan thought.

As consciousness returned, his long blade slipped free from his grasp, propelled with the power of having broken the ninth level, flying toward the rhinoceros beast behind him.

At the same time, his hands lifted upward.

The moment the elephant leg met Yang Fan’s hands, the ground beneath them sank.

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted from Yang Fan.

Lightning flickered over his entire body.

The chimera was thoroughly unsettled.

That sensation—powerful yet weakening—did not harm it much. Though its entire body throbbed with pain, it was insufficient to inflict real damage. However, the weakening of its muscles and the softening of its strength were unavoidable.

Supporting the massive elephant leg, Yang Fan stepped out of the depression.

He felt the chimera’s strength wane as his thunder surged forth.

He pushed upward with all his might. The moment his hands left the elephant leg, he delivered a crushing punch to the chimera’s throat, knocking the colossal fourth-grade beast to the ground.

Lightning crackled in his hands as he unleashed the Thunderstorm Blade—nine strikes in an instant, a triad of swift kills—his punches striking the chimera’s throat with blinding speed.

“You love to roar? I’ll shatter your throat and see how you scream!”

Just as Yang Fan was gaining momentum and the chimera was on the brink of despair, he felt a chilling glint behind him.

Turning around, he saw a massive horn closing in, about to pierce him through!

The rhinoceros beast’s attack had arrived!

In Yang Fan’s eyes, the speed of the horn seemed to slow.

But it was too close. Yang Fan felt he couldn’t dodge.

Straining to twist his body, the horn tore through his shoulder!

Enduring the pain, Yang Fan yanked his long blade from the back of the rhinoceros beast.

At this moment, the rhinoceros convulsed under the relentless electric assault from Yang Fan’s body, utterly powerless to resist.

Yang Fan swung his blade.

“Clang!”

A white mark appeared where his blade struck.

Such strong defense!

Without hesitation, Yang Fan struck again and again, each blow landing on the same spot.

In an instant, several powerful slashes were delivered.

On the once-green plain, a massive rhinoceros head fell to the ground.

Meanwhile, the chimera had risen again, staring at Yang Fan with fear-filled eyes.

Both of its subordinates had been defeated—one dead, the other fleeing with severed arms.

The chimera itself was dizzy from the recent blows, but most of all, the electric light radiating from Yang Fan sapped its strength with every contact.

The chimera was already considering retreat.

It had come out to hunt, not to become prey.

But seeing Yang Fan’s nearly torn-apart shoulder, the chimera wondered if it could wear him down to death if it persisted.

Fourth-grade beasts possessed a certain degree of intelligence—not great, but enough to understand that such injuries were extremely severe.

Yang Fan turned to face the chimera, his face etched with pain.

He was still too weak. Three exotic beasts—only one at his level—and yet he had suffered a grievous wound from a single third-grade beast!

Besides being careless, his combat methods were too limited.

Apart from the Berserker Ninefold Heaven, he seemed to have no other battle techniques.

His awareness in battle relied entirely on the slow-motion vision his eyes provided.

When the chimera’s mighty roar distracted him, the rhythm of the fight slipped from his grasp.

Yang Fan looked at his left arm; his shoulder was thoroughly pierced. Fortunately, only the very tip of the rhinoceros’s horn remained embedded; if it had gone deeper, he felt as though half his body would be torn apart.

The excruciating pain drenched Yang Fan in sweat.

His gaze did not stray an inch from the chimera beast.