247: Chapter 247 The Martial Saint's Decree

Zhao Tianjue took advantage of this gap, transforming into a streak of blood-red light, and charged desperately toward the direction where Lin Fan was located.

He knew very well that Mo Yu was protected by the national destiny, making it difficult to kill him in a short time, but Lin Fan, the culprit, was right before his eyes; as long as he killed Lin Fan, even death would be worth it.

"You little beast, die for me!"

Zhao Tianjue's remaining hand transformed into a massive demonic claw, carrying dense abyssal death energy, and swiped fiercely down toward Lin Fan's crown.

This strike gathered all of his life's cultivation and hatred, and its power was so great that it even caused the surrounding air to emit sonic booms.

Lin Fan watched the charging Zhao Tianjue without even blinking, not even making a move to dodge.

He simply stood quietly in place, his demon slaying saber slightly raised, assuming a stance to build up power.

"Want to kill me? You haven't paid the price for your life yet."

Just as Zhao Tianjue's demonic claw was less than three meters away from Lin Fan, a sudden change occurred.

At the edge of the horizon, a streak of extremely brilliant golden light suddenly tore through the sky.

The speed of this golden light was incredibly fast, as if it had crossed the limits of time and space, appearing instantly above the battlefield.

Accompanying the golden light was a martial will as vast as the sea and supreme.

In front of this will, Zhao Tianjue's so-called Half-step Martial King pressure was simply like a firefly competing with the bright moon.

Zhao Tianjue, who had been charging aggressively toward Lin Fan, stiffened abruptly under the illumination of this golden light, as if he had been pressed hard in mid-air by an invisible giant hand, unable to advance even an inch further.

The golden light that had torn through the sky suddenly halted above the trial grounds, then slowly unfurled, transforming into a scroll of golden decree radiating endless majesty.

On the decree, there were no words, only a single, vigorous character "Suppress," which seemed to contain the ultimate truths of heaven and earth.

As this character fully manifested, an indescribable force of rules instantly swept across the entire Gloomy Forest.

This power was domineering and pure; it was not merely resisting the abyssal aura, but carrying out an expulsion and erasure akin to a dimensional strike.

The Abyssal Sacrificial Array that had originally shrouded the surroundings and allowed Zhao Tianjue to borrow its power began to melt at a visible speed under the radiance of this decree, like ice and snow encountering the blazing sun.

Those blood-colored runes carved on the ground emitted a harsh sizzling sound, then shattered inch by inch, turning into flying ash and dissipating into the air.

"This... is this the General Ye Canglan's will?!"

Zhao Tianjue, frozen in mid-air, let out a scream of utter despair.

His scarlet eyes were filled with unbelievable terror as he stared fixedly at the golden decree above his head.

That was the aura of the human General Ye Canglan, General Ye Canglan.

That was the existence standing at the pinnacle of this world, who had mastered the true power of rules.

Zhao Tianjue never expected that for the sake of a mere Lin Fan, and for a few students, that human guardian deity who guarded the national gates and had been in seclusion for years would actually personally send down a decree.

The golden light emitted by the decree formed an absolute domain, directly cutting off all of Zhao Tianjue's connections to the power of heaven and earth.

At this moment, he was no longer that Half-step Martial King capable of mobilizing the heaven and earth origin energy, but a tiger whose teeth had been pulled and whose reinforcements had been cut off.

The originally violent abyssal power within his body, under the suppression of the General Ye Canglan's rules, actually began to shrink, solidify, and even show signs of backlash.

"Pfft!"

Zhao Tianjue spat out a large mouthful of black blood mixed with pieces of internal organs, his aura instantly withering to the extreme.

This was the might of the General Ye Canglan; just a single decree, without the need for his physical presence, was enough to suppress all vile beings.

Lin Fan, below, looked up at the decree, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

He knew that this was General Ye Canglan showing goodwill toward him, and also a response to his previous gratuitous submission of the mecha blueprints and his great contributions during the beast tide.

This was not just a rescue, but a highest-level official endorsement.

With this decree backing him, from now on, he, Lin Fan, was someone protected by General Ye Canglan; whoever dared to touch him would be an enemy of the entire human martial arts world.

"Is this the so-called official cheat? It's really quite satisfying."

Lin Fan's lips curled up slightly, but he did not immerse himself in this sense of security.

As a qualified hunter, he would never miss an excellent opportunity to beat a drowning dog.

Taking advantage of the moment when Zhao Tianjue was completely suppressed by the decree and his protective true energy dissipated, Lin Fan moved.

The blood and qi within his body roared madly like a surging river, and the S-Rank Divine Ember Flame was compressed to the extreme by him, all gathered onto the demon slaying saber in his hand.

The originally dark red flames, due to excessive compression, had turned into a strange black-gold color.

This blade strike had no flashy moves, only power and killing intent that were pure to the extreme.

"Old thing, your shelf life has expired!"

Lin Fan let out a low shout, transforming into a streak of black-gold light, instantly breaking the sound barrier and appearing in front of Zhao Tianjue.

Zhao Tianjue looked at Lin Fan, who was close at hand, and wanted to raise his hand to defend, but discovered that his body could not move at all under the suppression of the General Ye Canglan's will.

He could only watch helplessly as the long saber burning with black-gold flames, carrying the aura of death, pierced through his originally indestructible Dharma Body defense without any obstruction.

"Pfft!"

The sound of the sharp blade entering flesh was exceptionally clear on the silent battlefield.

The demon slaying saber accurately pierced into the location of Zhao Tianjue's heart and went straight through his chest, exiting from his back.

The Divine Ember Flame attached to the blade erupted completely at this moment, surging madly into Zhao Tianjue's body along the wound.

This time, without the protection of the abyssal power, Zhao Tianjue's proud Half-step Martial King physical body was as fragile as paper in front of the Divine Ember Flame.

"Ahhh—!"

Zhao Tianjue let out a shrill scream, his internal organs burned to ashes in an instant.

His eyes, which were originally filled with resentment, now only had endless emptiness and dead silence.

As Lin Fan abruptly pulled out the long saber, Zhao Tianjue's broken body lost all support.

He fell helplessly from mid-air like a broken rag doll.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, the once high and mighty ancestor of the Zhao family slammed heavily into the mud pit at Lin Fan's feet, splashing mud everywhere.

The abyssal aura dissipated completely; Zhao Tianjue lay in the mud, his body still twitching instinctively, but his life force had already been severed.

Lin Fan, holding the still-dripping long saber, looked down at the corpse at his feet, his eyes as indifferent as if he were looking at a piece of waste waiting to be recycled.

"Half-step Martial King? Nothing more than this."

Lin Fan shook the blood off the saber and silently gave an order to the system in his heart.

"System, high-value raw material detected, prepare for encapsulation."

This conspiracy against Jing University, with the fall of Zhao Tianjue, finally came to a bloody and complete end.