Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 1042 - 297: Crown Prince Breaks Defense

The entire Imperial City of the Shangwu Dynasty was engulfed in a surging rage, which Fan Wu extinguished with just three punches and two kicks.

Looking around, every citizen wielding various weapons had froth at their mouths, unable to withstand the visible aura of murder and passing out.

Moreover, the terrifying murderous aura released by Fan Wu covered a vast area. Within dozens of miles centered on him, not a single person could stand.

Of course, when referring to "not a single person," it excluded Yun Jiuqing and others, as Fan Wu still had control over his murderous aura and could avoid affecting certain people.

Even Yun Jiuqing, who had wide-ranging experiences, couldn’t help but widen her eyes in awe at such an incredible scene playing out before her.

To get a clear view of the vicinity, Yun Jiuqing employed her light-body skills to leap onto a higher building and gazed out at the distant scenes.

When she saw what lay in the distance, she involuntarily gasped in shock, her face full of astonishment, "How many people have fallen? Ten thousand? A hundred thousand? Or several hundreds of thousands? Isn’t this too exaggerated?"

At that moment, a voice arose beside her, unmistakably Xing Fengzi’s voice, who had also arrived here.

Xing Fengzi spoke, "It might be more than several hundred thousand; I think there must be at least a million people. Many gathered here out of righteous indignation, causing this area to be packed with no less than a million people."

"And this count only includes those who intended to harm Daoist Fan Wu. Adding those who did not want to stir trouble but ended up affected and knocked unconscious by the shock, the number might be even higher."

Facing such an opinion from Xing Fengzi, Yun Jiuqing countered, "Those who didn’t cause trouble, Daoist Priest Fan probably didn’t knock them out with his murderous aura. Just like how Daoist Priest Fan didn’t use his aura to knock us out, his control over such murderous aura must be very refined."

Hearing Yun Jiuqing’s rebuttal, Xing Fengzi thought briefly and felt that she might be right.

After all, this was Daoist Fan Wu. How could he not control such a terrifying and unparalleled murderous aura?

Below.

Although Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu, the two brothers, did not go up to see the situation in the distance, they roughly understood what happened from the conversation between Yun Jiuqing and Xing Fengzi above.

Yan Dahu couldn’t help but exclaim in shock, "My goodness... With just three punches and two kicks, Brother Fan Wu knocked down over a million people? Although most were knocked out by his murderous aura, that still counts as knocking them down, right?"

"Hiss!" As Yan Dahu spoke, he couldn’t help but inhale sharply, "Damn, what kind of level is this murderous aura? When I release my murderous aura, I can scare maybe four or five ordinary people at most; that’s my limit."

"The murderous aura of Brother Fan Wu is like a technique powerful enough to destroy a city! If he were a fierce general in the army, during a battle, all he would need is to release his murderous aura and wouldn’t the entire city on the other side be knocked out?"

"Hey, say, if Brother Fan Wu doesn’t join the army... it’s truly a waste of talent! If he joined, wouldn’t he instantly become a top general in the army?"

"Idiot!" Yan Dalong smacked the back of his foolish brother’s head, his face full of exasperation, "What on earth are you thinking about, does Brother Fan Wu need to join the army? If he wishes to become an immortal, it’s just a trivial matter for him!"

"Even the immortals in heaven have to give Brother Fan Wu some courtesy, do you think... such a person would become just a so-called great general in the army?"

On the other side, Bai Sheng was utterly dumbfounded; having spent his whole life in the Imperial City, he clearly knew the population there.

That is to say, if Daoist Fan Wu were to release his killing intent all over the Imperial City, he would only need to do so about twenty or thirty times at different locations, and he could stun the entire population of the Imperial City!

If the entire population of the Imperial City were to be stunned, it’s even unknown when they would regain consciousness.

Under such circumstances, the extent of the chaos it would bring is simply unimaginable!

That is to say, Daoist Fan Wu truly possessed the power to destroy a nation on his own, and not just any small dynasty, but a large one like the Shangwu Dynasty!

Such a huge commotion, naturally, could not be hidden from the people in the Imperial Court, let alone those Great Clans that had been closely following this event.

When news shocking enough to jolt the entire dynasty reached the ears of those significant figures, everyone thought the world was too absurd.

"What kind of joke is this?!" In the Imperial Palace, the Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty, completely losing his composure, eyes red, questioned a eunuch before him, "You’re actually telling me that just one man from Qiulong Temple, Fan Wu, has routed our hundreds of thousands of troops and even stunned millions of civilians and cultivators?"

"How could that be? Absurd! Utterly absurd!" He strode forward and with one kick, toppled the eunuch to the ground, then glared at him through gritted teeth, demanding, "Tell me exactly what happened, and don’t you dare misspeak a single word!"

The eunuch, knocked to the ground, could only hurriedly report what he had witnessed from afar, his voice trembling—clearly terrified to the extreme.

It was just unknown whether this fear stemmed from the Crown Prince before him or from previous encounters with Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple.

When the Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty had heard all that the eunuch recounted, he was completely dumbstruck, then involuntarily stepped back several times.

Because at this moment, he could tell that the eunuch was not lying to him, everything said was entirely true, and he was completely stunned!

What was the Shangwu Dynasty most proud of?

Its powerful military strength and the many cultivators who served the Shangwu Dynasty, with cultivation levels that were not low.

Yet, all these aspects that the Shangwu Dynasty prided itself on, when confronted by Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple, seemed just like a fragile egg facing a hard stone.

"How... how could this be? He... He has only killed an Evil God at most! The State Preceptor once told me that the Evil God was weak and that Fan Wu’s killing Him was not a big deal..."

The Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty murmured to himself, "Is he... is he really not that impressive?"

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