Chapter 237: Let's Just Forget About It
Half an hour later.
Within the killing formation, a bloody battle finally came to an end.
Xiao Fan stood in midair, his entire body drenched in blood, looking like a battle god. Crystal-like droplets of blood dripped from his hair, falling continuously, as though he had just walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, radiating a terrifying aura of slaughter.
It was difficult to imagine that a child of such age could wield such earth-shaking power, or possess such a dense murderous intent.
"If this child truly was the original bearer of the Immortal Body, then his potential is simply immeasurable. Even after losing it, he's still this terrifying."
"If the Immortal Body had remained with him, just how overwhelming would he be now?"
The Northern Yu Divine Emperor's gaze flickered, his tone tinged with regret:
"The Xiao Clan really played a losing move."
If such a peerless child had been born in the Northern Yu Imperial Dynasty, he would have been cultivated with utmost care. Yet the Xiao Clan did the opposite—forcing two heaven-defying talents onto a single child.
And now, look at the result.
The child who had originally possessed the Immortal Body not only survived, but had grown terrifyingly strong. If he fully matured, he would likely become a tremendous threat to the Xiao Clan itself.
"With Fellow Daoist Li Xun around, this child will surely rise." Someone murmured softly.
If it had been the Li Xun of the past, perhaps he would not have been able to protect Xiao Fan, since even he was constantly being targeted. But now, Li Xun had already stepped into the Divine Palace Realm.
That changed everything.
He now had the qualifications to stand as an equal among the old generation. To deal with him, at the very least, it would take a Saint's intervention.
Yet even if a Saint acted, while they might defeat Li Xun, whether they could actually kill him—no one could say for certain. For after Li Xun's breakthrough, his true power was unfathomable.
Even the number of trump cards he possessed was a mystery. And with so many powerful figures now standing at his back, even a Saint would have to think twice before taking action.
"Seventh Prince…"
Behind the Golden Crow Clan's Seventh Prince, a thin man with two black wings whispered via sound transmission:
"What should we do?"
When they entered this small world, they learned that one of the Seventh Prince's Divine Power Realm subordinates had been slain by a child.
After careful investigation, they confirmed that the killer was Xiao Fan.
If this had been in the past, anyone daring to kill a Golden Crow clansman would have faced certain vengeance—especially since it had been the Seventh Prince's own follower.
But now, things are different.
That child, who killed their clansman, now had Li Xun supporting him. Who would dare lay a hand on him?
The Seventh Prince stood in the sky, golden hair draping over his shoulders, his eyes flashing with lightning, looking immensely imposing. But as he cast a subtle glance at Li Xun, the weight in his heart grew heavier.
"Seventh Prince, perhaps…"
The winged demon, Hei Yumao, gritted his teeth, his expression struggling, and continued through sound transmission:
"Let's just forget about it."
At present, it was only the death of a single Divine Power Realm clansman. But if the Golden Crow Clan really insisted on pursuing the matter, then the fate of the Star-Moon Divine Sect and the Spirit Clan would serve as their example.
Right now, Li Xun's prestige was at its peak—whoever provoked him, died.
Yes, the Golden Crow Clan was powerful, their ancestors had produced multiple Emperors, and even in the Immortal World they were a mighty race.
But the problem was…
Here, within this small world, their Golden Crow Clan wasn't anything special. If they died, they would have died in vain.
What was worse—
Three of the Golden Crow Clan's princes had already fallen. And each one had been slain by that so-called "crippled body" who crossed realms to kill.
If the Seventh Prince also perished…
Then nearly half of the Golden Crow Clan's princes would be wiped out before even rising to prominence.
Several princes had fallen one after another. To outsiders who were unaware of the truth, it might even seem as though the Golden Crow Clan was in decline.
"Very well."
The Seventh Prince nodded slowly.
After witnessing Li Xun's strength firsthand, he no longer had the heart to contend. Perhaps only his eldest brother could come and fight Li Xun on equal footing. As for who would ultimately win or lose, that remained uncertain.
Seeing that the Seventh Prince had no intention of acting, Hei Yumao quietly let out a long breath of relief. This way, not only was the Seventh Prince's life preserved, but he himself wouldn't have to throw his own away either.
Shua!
The seven great banners flew back, rapidly shrinking in the air before landing in Li Xun's palm and vanishing. The instant they disappeared, the terrifying suppressive force also dissipated.
"Thank you, big brother, for your help just now."
Xiao Fan flew over from afar, his entire body stained with blood, carrying a few injuries—but none too serious. At this moment, a rare smile appeared on his face.
"It was nothing."
Li Xun smiled faintly. A seven-colored, mist-shrouded pill appeared in his hand.
"You just fought with the Spirit Clan and suffered no small amount of wounds. Take this pill."
"Many thanks, big brother."
Xiao Fan spoke with gratitude as he accepted the pill and swallowed it directly. His injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and before long, all wounds on his body had completely disappeared.
At the same time, Li Xun heard the familiar voice of the system echoing in his mind.
Unfortunately, this investment only yielded a low-grade spiritual treasure. For him, it wasn't of much use, so he dismissed it without further thought.
"This matter here is finished. We should be leaving."
Li Xun turned his gaze toward Qin Xueyi as he spoke. She responded with a sweet smile.
Then, Li Xun bade farewell to the surrounding powerhouses.
He waved his hand, summoning the Golden Divine Chariot, and called all disciples of the Profound Sun Holy Land to board it. The chariot flew toward the entrance of the small world.
If he remembered correctly, there were still four tokens waiting at the entrance. Such treasures were not something he intended to let fall into anyone else's hands.
The crowd watched Li Xun depart. Only when his figure had completely disappeared from sight did they finally withdraw their gazes.
"This time, the emergence of the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect has stirred up no small storm. I fear it won't be long before several major factions can no longer sit still."
A Divine Palace Realm expert murmured softly.
Within this small world, countless cultivators had perished. Almost every sect and holy land had lost at least one or two powerhouses.
But entire forces, such as the Star-Moon Divine Sect, the Spirit Clan, and the Great Chu Dynasty—whose every strong expert had been wiped out—were truly few.
It was foreseeable that once the events of this small world spread, the name Li Xun would be thrust onto the very peak of attention. And right behind him would be Xiao Fan.
From his name, it was obvious he belonged to the Xiao Clan. Coupled with Li Xun's earlier words, it was likely that both the Xiao Clan and the Spirit Clan would stop at nothing to hunt Xiao Fan down.
Whether Li Xun could protect Xiao Fan or not—that would depend entirely on his strength.
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