Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1326 - 1324: You Call This Half-Baked Skill Enough to Challenge Me?

Zhongli Kun had a very strange feeling; the entire square and even the entire Heavenly Clan felt peculiar!

Though he couldn't pinpoint what was odd, the feeling he got was one of horror, gloom, and eeriness.

Or perhaps it was a sense of insecurity, as if a sword was hanging right beside his neck, ready to chop his head off at any moment.

He furrowed his brows tightly and scanned his surroundings.

This feeling was getting stronger!

Logically, this was the Heavenly Clan, Dongmen Buju's domain; there's no reason for him to feel this way. Someone like him who was adept at currying favor should be liked by Dongmen Buju.

Yet the crowd watching had sullen faces, staring at them expressionlessly like sculptures.

Spine-chilling!

Zhongli Kun couldn't help but shiver, his body jerking involuntarily.

And after this circle of scanning, what alarmed him even more was that he couldn't see Dongmen Buju's figure.

Something's not right...

Zhongli Kun pondered internally. Logically speaking, with such a big event, Dongmen Buju wouldn't ignore it. The Huang Clan Leader, Shennong Clan Leader, Nuwa Clan Leader, and Xuanyuan Clan Leader were all here, along with the Fifth Sword Emperor and Zhu Qilue from the Five Elements Realm, not to mention Lin Fan and Mo Ningxiang.

The Heavenly Clan was going through chaos, turned upside down by these people, yet Dongmen Buju was nowhere to be seen...

It's not normal.

Extremely abnormal!

How did I not notice this earlier... It's all because I got a little carried away, foolishly thinking I could take advantage without realizing I'd fall into a trap, and an obvious one at that.

Thinking this, Zhongli Kun's heart sank halfway, pounding hard as he furrowed his brow even tighter.

He suddenly realized Zhongli Wuxi was already entangled with Lin Fan, and anxiously shouted.

"Wuxi, come back!"

However, Zhongli Wuxi appeared even more carried away than before, his eyes fixated solely on Lin Fan, ignoring Zhongli Kun's plea.

Moreover, as the prince of the Earth Clan, retreating is not an option; wouldn't that show weakness to this kid Lin Fan?

Whether for pride or being carried away, Zhongli Wuxi was entirely deaf to Zhongli Kun's voice, glaring furiously at Lin Fan.

In contrast, Lin Fan remained calm, forming a stark contrast to the raging Zhongli Wuxi.

"Kid! You just insulted my father, the Clan Leader of the Earth Clan. You've got some nerve! You better kneel down and apologize now; otherwise, you'll look awfully bad when I make a move later!"

Zhongli Wuxi's tone was extremely arrogant, as if he weren't Zhongli Kun's son but Dongmen Buju's, his attitude even more conceited than Dongmen Nu.

Bear in mind this wasn't Earth Clan territory; it was the Heavenly Clan territory. An Earth Clan prince spouting nonsense in Heavenly Clan was truly bizarre.

However.

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, even digging his ear casually.

"Who was barking just now? Such a nuisance. Can't it be quieter?"

"You... What are you saying?! Damn you, how dare you insult me. Are you tired of living?" Zhongli Wuxi's face turned red with rage, pointing at Lin Fan's nose, cursing vehemently. "This is the Heavenly Clan. If Dongmen Buju knows you're being unruly here, he won't let you off!"

"Dongmen Buju..."

Upon hearing these words, the hearts of everyone present shrank violently, their breath stalled, as a chill permeated the air above the square.

The crowd retreated a step collectively in fright, staring wide-eyed in disbelief at Zhongli Wuxi.

Zhongli Kun and Zhongli Wuxi were also startled by the crowd's reactions.

If it were just a couple of people, it would be fine; now, billions were doing the same, truly making their scalp tingle.

"Dad... What did I just say?" Thinking he misspoke, Zhongli Wuxi asked stammeringly.

He remembered only mentioning Dongmen Buju's name without saying anything bad. But why did the crowd react this way, making his hair stand on end?

Offending Dongmen Buju could lead to decapitation.

"No... nothing..." Zhongli Kun also felt a piercing chill, the coldness from deep within making him tremble.

The atmosphere of the Heavenly Clan was becoming increasingly enigmatic, increasingly unfathomable.

"Wuxi... Do you feel something odd about the atmosphere here?"

"Yes, kind of... But this is the Heavenly Clan; isn't this solemn atmosphere normal? I actually feel it's a great atmosphere."

"Not solemn... but... terrifying."

"Terrifying?"

Zhongli Wuxi was perplexed, not understanding what his father meant, as he didn't sense anything terrifying.

"Have you seen Dongmen Buju?"

"Dongmen Buju?" Zhongli Wuxi found this question rather silly; isn't this the Heavenly Clan? Whether they see him or not makes no difference. He already harbored some contempt for Zhongli Kun's cowardice but didn't voice it. "Dad, whether Dongmen Buju is here or not doesn't matter; as long as we kill Lin Fan and present his head to the Clan Leader, the Earth Clan will surely gain his trust in the future!"

"Though saying it like this is correct... but..." Zhongli Kun also understood this logic, but seeing Dongmen Buju not present made him uneasy.

"Dad, don't worry, your son is here for everything! You don't need to act; I can handle this brat alone." Zhongli Wuxi patted his chest, speaking with confidence.

"No..."

Before Zhongli Kun could stop him, Zhongli Wuxi already approached Lin Fan, with a ferocious look, raising his fist to strike.

Zhongli Wuxi was considered one of the young elites of Sumeru Continent. Though he fell short of Dongmen Nu, he was still one of the top young masters.

He saw Lin Fan's young age and that his cultivation revealed only Ninth Rank Saint Emperor, feeling ecstatic at heart. Moreover, seeing Lin Fan look disheveled, like a beggar unworthy of facing, excited him more, thinking he had stumbled upon a great bargain.

"Die!"

Zhongli Wuxi growled lowly, his fist piercing through the void with explosive sounds.

Fast as lightning!

Thunderous sound!

Fierce and brutal!

As long as Lin Fan took his punch, his organs would surely burst, and his divine sense would be annihilated!

Moreover.

His peripheral vision noticed the expressions of surprise and shock on the surrounding people; they were certainly awe-struck by his might, jaw-dropping.

Hahaha! Certainly, that's the case!

Let these foolish ants see how Lin Fan dies!

Zhongli Wuxi's blood-red eyes were filled with frenzy and sharpness, a grotesque smile etched on his face, aiming at Lin Fan's head.

Bam!

The speed of his arm suddenly increased, as if the void had disappeared, concentrating on his arm.

As Zhongli Wuxi charged forward, Lin Fan yawned, stretched lazily, picked his nose, dug his ear, and finally spat on the ground fiercely before lazily extending his hand.

Boom!

"Wha... what?"

Zhongli Wuxi's arm abruptly froze mid-air, his fist tightly gripped by Lin Fan, unable to move.

"With these amateurish skills, you dare challenge me? Who gave you the confidence and courage?"