Chapter 573: Vomiting Blood and Fainting

"This is the Cloud Summit Movement Technique, the sect's supreme movement technique. I've heard that when cultivated to the highest realm, one becomes like a cloud, formless and bodiless, ever-changing, making it impossible to distinguish truth from falsehood."

"Brother Fang has always been hot-tempered. Why didn't this human give way? If he could have endured a bit, this wouldn't have happened."

"Brother Fang has already cultivated his domain to the realm where his mind moves as he wills. He's only a step away from the Cave Heaven realm."

"This human is in for trouble. Brother Fang's palm strike is far too powerful, completely surpassing the Domain realm."

The surrounding disciples discussed among themselves. They dared not voice their anger toward Brother Fang, nor defy his authority.

But now, unexpectedly, a human who didn't know his place had thoroughly enraged Brother Fang. Today, it probably wouldn't end with just broken arms and legs.

Fang Weifeng was a native creature, raised in Cloud Sect from childhood, always acting as if he were the greatest under heaven.

Even those disciples who joined Cloud Sect later and were stronger than Fang Weifeng would yield to him and not bother with him.

But now, outside, no one would indulge Fang Weifeng's temper.

Wei Tian sneered as he watched Lin Fan, eager to see that detestable fellow beg for mercy under Brother Fang's authority.

"This movement technique is somewhat remarkable."

Lin Fan watched the ever-changing Fang Weifeng and grew curious about the technique.

Whether a sect is powerful depends on the techniques its disciples practice.

In Lin Fan's view, this movement technique alone was extraordinary.

The form was like a cloud, seemingly solid but actually not.

Vanishing like smoke and dissipating like clouds, mysterious and unpredictable, ever-changing, truth and falsehood indistinguishable.

In an instant, Fang Weifeng appeared behind Lin Fan, striking with a palm of infinite power aimed at the back of Lin Fan's head.

As if intending to turn Lin Fan into an idiot.

"Be careful." Crimson Cloud Maiden was on tenterhooks; she didn't want to see this duel at all.

Especially seeing Brother Fang striking ruthlessly at every turn, she feared Lin Fan might show mercy and fall victim to Brother Fang's deadly hand.

"Die!" Fang Weifeng revealed a ferocious sneer. This detestable fellow dared to oppose him; only death could atone.

Lin Fan, with his back to Fang Weifeng, showed a faint smile.

What use was a remarkable movement technique?

In the Profound Yellow Realm, Lin Fan had walked through life and death. Every battle he fought was earth-shattering and perilous.

If he fell for Fang Weifeng's trick, his life would have been lived in vain.

In a flash, Lin Fan turned around, raised his hand slightly, and extended a finger. This finger was plain and ordinary, without any fluctuation of power.

In the eyes of the disciples, it seemed that this human would likely be killed by Brother Fang's palm.

But something unexpected happened.

The disciples rubbed their eyes, as if they had seen things.

Brother Fang's immensely powerful palm was actually blocked by that finger.

One Finger Annihilation!

In an instant, centered on that finger, ripples spread out like stones thrown into the sea, stirring up circular waves.

Crack!

The surrounding void seemed to suffer a heavy blow, shattering like a mirror into tiny fragments.

Fang Weifeng's expression changed drastically, terror flashing in his eyes.

He suddenly realized that his powerful palm seemed blocked by an impenetrable wall.

And that finger transmitted an irresistible force, continuously crushing the void barriers around, even his arm seemed about to shatter.

"Damn it!" Fang Weifeng roared, trying to break free.

But that finger had an infinite suction, clinging to Fang Weifeng's palm. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake it off.

"You've provoked me repeatedly. Originally, I should kill you, but since you are Crimson Cloud Maiden's senior brother, I'll spare your life. Still, I must leave you a lesson." Lin Fan said calmly.

Break!

Lin Fan shouted softly. An annihilating force emerged, and to Fang Weifeng's horror, his palm began to disintegrate, turning into wisps of dust that dissipated between heaven and earth.

Ah!

Screams rang out as Fang Weifeng shrieked.

"Show mercy!" Crimson Cloud Maiden said.

Lin Fan flicked his finger, and Fang Weifeng's body shot back like a cannonball, crashing to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The surrounding disciples stared in shock at the scene, their faces pale. They never expected that the formidable Brother Fang would be suppressed by a single finger.

Wei Tian's hands and feet trembled. He suddenly realized that this human was terrifying.

Fang Weifeng roared in fury, his eyes filled with disbelief. But in a short time, that disbelief turned into anger and resentment. He glared at Lin Fan as if there were a blood feud between them.

"Damn it! You dare cut off my hand! I'll kill you!" Fang Weifeng screamed.

"Don't court death. I spared your life for Crimson Cloud Maiden's sake. If you don't know your limits, I don't mind sending you on your way." Lin Fan snorted coldly.

"I want you dead!" Fang Weifeng's eyes were bloodshot, clearly entering a frenzied state.

"Brother Fang, enough!" Crimson Cloud Maiden said.

"Get lost!" Fang Weifeng roared madly. His body shook, and a domineering force erupted.

"Cloud Summit Power."

Seeing this, Crimson Cloud Maiden's mind trembled. She hadn't expected Brother Fang to use a secret technique.

Cloud Summit meant standing above the clouds, looking down on all beings, with nothing in the world beyond reach.

Pfft! Pfft!

Two mouthfuls of blood essence sprayed out, coalescing before Fang Weifeng, shifting into various shapes, finally forming a red longsword.

This red longsword was extremely soft, and on its blade floated a Cloud Emperor, majestic and imposing, with a fierce aura illuminating the world.

Fang Weifeng held the Cloud Emperor Sword, instantly merging with the Cloud Emperor, and charged at Lin Fan with a whoosh. The sword vibrated, aura churned, and a torrent fell from the sky, determined to slay Lin Fan.

Lin Fan stood there calmly. Seeing Crimson Cloud Maiden's anxious expression, he nodded.

Since that was the case, so be it.

At that moment, Lin Fan brought his two fingers together, and a stream of qi coiled around them.

Hum!

A buzzing sound came, and Lin Fan's figure vanished instantly.

"Smooth as a baby's bottom."

In an instant, heaven and earth were calm, without any fluctuation.

A flash of light passed by.

Fang Weifeng thrust forward and stood still, his face ashen. The Cloud Emperor Sword in his hand dissipated into smoke, gone without a trace.

"Haha!"

At that moment, Fang Weifeng burst into laughter. He had just felt the Cloud Emperor Sword pierce through the other's body.

"What are you laughing at?" But then a voice came, and Fang Weifeng's expression changed drastically, filled with disbelief.

"How can you..."

Fang Weifeng couldn't believe it. He clearly felt the thrust go through, so why was this guy still alive?

"Ah..."

But just then, panicked cries from female disciples came from among the disciples.

Along with laughter and chatter from some disciples.

Fang Weifeng suddenly felt a chill on his body. When he looked down, his expression changed dramatically.

Shame, anger, madness, hatred...

"I never thought Brother Fang's little thing was like a peanut. First time seeing one."

At that moment, Lin Fan's voice echoed through heaven and earth.

But to Fang Weifeng, this voice was an eternal pain.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

He wildly spat blood, spraying it across heaven and earth, utterly miserable.

At that moment, Fang Weifeng, overwhelmed by rage and unable to bear the humiliation, fell to the ground with a thud and fainted.