13: Sitting upright in a high position, he cut off the right arm of the Son of Destiny with one blow!

“Kid, since the Ye family hasn't taught you well, This Imperial Son will take over and teach you how to behave!”

As he spoke, Xuan Tianchen's blood-red eyes flickered slightly, his face full of playful amusement.

“Xuan Tianchen, we are both at the Ninth Level of True Immortal Realm. What makes you think you can teach me how to behave?”

Ye Fan was not to be outdone; his voice was low and firm, every word seemingly carrying immense weight.

As he took a deep breath, the True Immortal Realm power within him burst forth.

In an instant, it resonated with the spiritual energy of the immortals above the main hall.

Seeing this, Xuan Tianchen merely sneered, “Hehehe, ignorant child, open your dog eyes and see!”

In a flash, the terrifying blood-red immortal power around Xuan Tianchen erupted.

That immortal power was like a surging blood sea, churning with endless slaughter and violent aura, making people tremble with fear.

Immediately after, the vast Immortal Lord Realm aura surged forth like a tide.

The space within the entire main hall was oppressed by this powerful aura, emitting a groaning “creak” sound under the strain.

Xuan Tianchen's expression was grim as he made a gesture to raise his hand, then slammed it down.

The blood-red power in his palm condensed sharply, then transformed into a sharp blood-red sword beam that shot out, directly piercing towards Ye Fan's throat.

Wherever the sword beam passed, blood-red cracks tore through space, as if to devour everything.

Seeing this, Ye Fan's eyes instantly narrowed.

The rapidly approaching blood-red sword beam was reflected in his pupils, yet he showed no sign of panic.

In a moment of urgency, his figure instantly transformed into an afterimage, dodging the attack with dazzling speed.

So fast was his speed that only an illusory image was left behind.

“Your speed is decent, but unfortunately, your strength is a bit lacking!” Xuan Tianchen flicked two fingers, and several blood-red bolts of lightning once again shot out rapidly.

The lightning was like roaring flood dragons, carrying destructive power, surging towards Ye Fan.

Seeing this, Ye Fan quickly formed hand seals, and immortal power surged out from within him.

At this moment, veins bulged on his forehead, clearly indicating he was exerting his full power.

As immortal power continuously gathered, it formed a massive immortal power barrier.

On the barrier, light flickered and immortal power circulated, actually blocking all of Xuan Tianchen's attacks.

For a moment, Ye Fan couldn't help but feel confident, “Is this the strength of you, Xuan Clan Imperial Son?”

“Hehehe, you are not worthy of This Imperial Son using his true strength!” Xuan Tianchen's eyes narrowed.

In just a moment, a powerful blood-red cold light, with lightning speed, swept across the main hall and once again crashed onto Ye Fan's immortal power barrier.

With a loud “bang!”, the powerful blood-red cold light instantly shattered Ye Fan's defense.

Ye Fan felt a huge impact, causing his entire body to involuntarily retreat.

A look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he fiercely wielded his crimson long spear, “Soaring Strike!”

On the long spear, runes flickered, immortal power coiled, and light shone brightly.

He roared, pouring all his immortal power into this one spear thrust, aiming it at Xuan Tianchen's attack.

This spear carried Ye Fan's unyielding spirit and tenacity.

With a “boom!”, immortal energy immediately raged within the main hall, stirring up rolling airwaves.

Ye Fan's Soaring Strike actually dispersed Xuan Tianchen's blood-red cold light once again.

This scene, falling into the eyes of Ye Nantian and All the Elders, caused a hint of satisfaction to appear on everyone's faces.

To be able to repeatedly block the attacks of Xuan Tianchen, this Xuan Clan Imperial Son, at the True Immortal Realm, was enough to show Ye Fan's extraordinary nature.

His extraordinary talent and tenacious will were fully displayed in this fierce battle.

But how could they know that this was merely the tip of the iceberg of Xuan Tianchen's strength?

Xuan Tianchen, from above, saw that his casually released attack had been blocked by Ye Fan.

He didn't feel annoyed, but rather smiled calmly.

However, on his handsome face, the smile held a hint of profound mystery.

“If you can still take one more blow from This Imperial Son, then you can take Ye Linger away!”

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan immediately said with a determined expression: “You said it!”

His eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit, without the slightest hint of retreat or fear.

Immediately after, he turned around and slowly smiled at Ye Linger behind him: “Ling'er, I will definitely fight for your freedom!”

His voice was gentle yet firm, as if it could penetrate all obstacles.

“Ye Fan… thank you!”

At this moment, Ye Linger's eyes were slightly red, her heart filled with emotion and warmth.

It turned out that the feeling of being protected by someone regardless of everything was so wonderful, like the warm sun in spring, comforting and reassuring.

Xuan Tianchen looked at this scene, a trace of cunning flashing in his eyes, “This Imperial Son has given you the opportunity; if you can't block it, then what?”

“If I can't block it, you can do as you please, no questions asked!” Ye Fan didn't hesitate in the slightest.

His voice was resolute, echoing through the main hall like an oath.

“Good!” Xuan Tianchen's lips curled slightly upwards, a hint of hard-to-detect anticipation flashing in his eyes.

“Let me show you what a true Soaring Strike is!” Xuan Tianchen's expression was stern, his voice like a great bell, reverberating through the main hall.

Immediately after, Xuan Tianchen joined two fingers and sharply swung them.

A powerful blood-red force once again shot out, directly aiming for Ye Fan.

That blood-red force was like a raging blood dragon, baring its fangs and claws, carrying endless killing and destructive power.

Unlike before, this attack was filled with terrifying killing and destructive power.

That power seemed to want to completely crush Ye Fan, leaving no trace of life.

Wherever it passed, space tore apart.

Ye Fan also sensed the power of this attack; his eyes instantly became extremely solemn.

He quickly pushed Ye Linger away, fearing that this power would affect her.

Then he leaped up, reaching out with a palm to grab the attack.

“Dragon Imprisoning Hell Hand!” Ye Fan roared, his voice filled with determination.

“Hehehe, you're actually taking it head-on, seeking death!” Xuan Tianchen sneered.

His laughter was full of mockery and disdain, as if he had already foreseen Ye Fan's tragic end.

Wherever the blood-red cold light passed, it swept away everything.

Even the immortal energy within the main hall was instantly swept clean, leaving the entire hall enveloped by this terrifying power.

In just a moment, this terrifying power had reached Ye Fan's face.

The latter's right hand glowed with golden light, like a giant dragon's claw, emitting a powerful and mysterious aura.

Ye Nantian and All the Elders nodded repeatedly upon seeing Ye Fan's move.

At the same time, the blood-red cold light had already collided with Ye Fan, stirring up a piercing tearing sound.

Just as everyone thought Ye Fan had taken the move, a “crack!” sounded out!

Immediately after, blood splattered.

The fresh red blood bloomed in the air, like a tragically beautiful flower.

Everyone looked closely and saw that Ye Fan's right arm, which had just been there, was now severed and lying on the ground.

And he himself was now on his last breath.

At the wound on his right arm, blood was still continuously seeping and gushing out, a horrifying sight.

The entire main hall fell into a deathly silence, with only the sound of Ye Fan's blood dripping echoing.

This scene left everyone dumbfounded.

The joy on the faces of Ye Nantian and All the Elders instantly froze, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Ye Linger even let out a scream, and with a flash of her figure, she rushed to Ye Fan's side.

She tightly pressed her hands over Ye Fan's profusely bleeding wound, tears instantly gushing out: “Ye Fan, how are you? Don't scare me!”

Ye Fan's face was pale at this moment, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

But he still endured the pain, forcing a strained smile at Ye Linger.

“Silly girl, don't cry, I'm fine.”

“You… you still say you're fine! Your arm…” Ye Linger looked at Ye Fan's right arm lying on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

“Hmph, overestimating yourself!” Xuan Tianchen looked at the scene before him with a calm expression.

At this moment, the system's notification sound also rang out.

[Child of Destiny was severely injured by the Host, destiny points deducted by 10,000, Host villain points increased by 10,000.]

Seeing this, Xuan Tianchen couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.

Then, he slowly rose from his seat and, with a single step, appeared before Ye Fan.

Under everyone's gaze, he directly stomped on Ye Fan's severed right arm, crushing it.

Then, he calmly said: “Ye Fan, it's time to fulfill what you just said!”

Ye Linger, hearing this from the side, immediately said: “Xuan Tianchen, you have already dealt such a cruel blow to Ye Fan, are you still not satisfied?”

Before her words finished, she flashed her figure and suddenly attacked Xuan Tianchen with a sword.

Xuan Tianchen, seeing this, maintained his calm expression, and with a tremor of his aura, a blood-red shield suddenly bloomed.

This made Ye Linger's attack like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to advance an inch.

“Don't think that just because this is your Ye family, This Imperial Son wouldn't dare to kill you!”

Xuan Tianchen's Immortal Lord Realm aura suddenly burst forth, instantly pressing Ye Linger to her knees!