156: Are two enough? Not enough? Then get a few more.

Inside the main hall, at the deepest part of the underwater palace.

A man dressed in scholar's robes, with a handsome and elegant face, stood with his hands behind his back in front of the hall, his face ashen.

He was Sima Ziqiu, the master of this underwater palace.

"What in the world happened outside?!"

His voice echoed through the hall.

"Reporting... reporting, Palace Master." A subordinate rushed in, trembling as he reported.

"It seems... it seems there was trouble in the dungeon. As for the specific... specific situation, your subordinate does not know."

"Useless!"

Sima Ziqiu flew into a rage.

"A bunch of good-for-nothings! You can't even guard a dungeon!"

"Go and investigate for me, quickly!"

"Yes! Yes!"

However, just as the subordinate turned around.

Sima Ziqiu lunged forward!

He pointed his right hand like a sword, and a sharp, unparalleled finger wind, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air, shot mercilessly towards the subordinate's crown!

His very first move was a killing blow.

Seeing this, the subordinate also threw a punch.

As the punch was thrown, a domineering and peerless Fist Intent, as if capable of stirring the Six Paths Reincarnation, erupted.

It was precisely the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist!

Boom!

The finger wind and the True Qi of the punch collided fiercely.

Qi energy overflowed, scraping off a layer of the surrounding ground.

The smoke and dust dispersed.

The "subordinate" slowly straightened up, his clothes already shattered, revealing not the fawning face, but a young face with a playful smile playing at the corners of his lips.

Lin Fan!

He had already shed the transformation art on his body, returning to his original appearance.

Looking at Sima Ziqiu, whose expression was solemn, he asked with interest, "How did you discover me?"

Sima Ziqiu's face was grim.

"This great hall is the absolute Forbidden Ground of my underwater palace."

"Aside from me, no one is allowed to step half a step inside! Not even those Shattered Void Realm Elders!"

"Everyone who knew this rule is dead."

"You, not only came in, but you dared to appear brazenly before me."

His voice paused.

"I was just testing you earlier."

"But I didn't expect that there really was something ignorant of death that snuck in."

Lin Fan realized after hearing that.

Good heavens, this old fellow is cunning.

Sima Ziqiu's gaze swept back and forth over Lin Fan, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.

He discovered a very strange phenomenon.

This young man in front of him.

Had nothing!

No Internal Energy, no True Qi, nothing at all!

Yet, in the clash just now, he clearly felt that the opponent's strength had definitely reached the Martial Emperor Realm.

This... how could this be possible?!

How could a person without Internal Energy possess the strength of a Martial Emperor?!

This was completely wrong.

"You, who exactly are you?"

"A dying person, why so much nonsense?" Lin Fan returned his previous words exactly.

Then he grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"You'll know once you're dead."

"Haha... Hahahaha!"

Sima Ziqiu seemed to have heard the greatest joke, and he let out a long laugh towards the sky!

"Good! What an arrogant brat!"

"Today, I want to see who will die!"

Before his words could even finish.

Boom—!

A terrifying pressure, far exceeding that of a Martial Emperor, causing the entire great hall to tremble violently, erupted from his body.

Half-step Martial Venerable!

"Now, do you still think I will be the one to die?"

Sima Ziqiu revealed a cruel smile, like a cat toying with a mouse.

Lin Fan made no movement, and Sima Ziqiu only thought he was scared silly.

An anomaly occurred again!

A brilliant divine light shot down from the beams of the great hall.

Within that divine light, there was a profound and terrifying power, aimed directly at the back of Sima Ziqiu's heart.

Fast!

Too fast!

There was no time to react at all!

"Not good!"

Sima Ziqiu wanted to retreat without thinking.

The attack had already landed first.

"Pfft!"

A soft sound.

The divine light heavily struck his back.

Even with his Half-step Martial Venerable cultivation, he was struck by this blow, causing his Qi and blood to churn, and his body staggered forward several steps, a sweetness in his throat, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

He turned his head to look at the beams.

There, a small figure sat upon them.

It was a little girl who looked to be no more than four or five years old, exquisitely carved like jade, and no one would have imagined that the attack just now came from this little thing.

Nanny had already quietly infiltrated the great hall while Lin Fan was stalling Sima Ziqiu.

As soon as she entered, she hid on the beams, waiting for the opportunity for this fatal blow.

This strike was her trump card—the Myriad Transformations Saint Art!

It caught him off guard.

She leaped down.

Lin Fan and Nanny, one in front and one behind, completely cornered Sima Ziqiu in the center of the great hall.

Lin Fan chuckled, giving Sima Ziqiu, whose face was extremely ugly, a "kind" smile.

"Now, are two people enough?"

Sima Ziqiu had long lost his previous elegance and composure; his face was now filled with disbelief.

Looking at the harmless-looking little girl floating in mid-air.

The horror in his eyes could not be hidden at all.

Another one!

Another monster whose Internal Energy fluctuations could not be sensed at all, yet possessed the strength of a Martial Emperor.

What in the world was going on?!

When did Martial Emperor powerhouses become so worthless?! Like common cabbages, two just popped out?!

A four or five-year-old little girl actually had strength not inferior to a Martial Emperor?!

This... this was simply the biggest joke in the world!

But the burning pain in his back was constantly reminding him that all of this was real.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Sima Ziqiu laughed in extreme anger, his once handsome face now twisted into something somewhat ferocious.

"What a grand gesture!"

"However..." He changed the subject, and cruelty and disdain reappeared in his eyes, "Do you think that with just the two of you, you can contend with me?"

"No matter how many come, they will all die!"

He was a Half-step Martial Venerable, after all.

"Is that so?"

Lin Fan's words were full of mockery upon hearing this.

"Two people aren't enough?"

He clapped his hands, his voice echoing throughout the great hall.

"Then... how about a few more?"

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