C5 Old with your ancestors

The middle-aged man trembled violently as if he was struck by lightning.

If the young man had only heard of the four words "five fingers" in the dark, he would not be so shocked. The key thing was, the young man actually said the first three mysterious names, and without understanding the ancient rules of the third finger, he had never told anyone about it, so how could the young man know about it for no reason?

Immediately afterwards, the middle aged man's body shook violently again as his mind rumbled. He stared wide-eyed at Yang Fan who was approaching closer and closer, or more accurately speaking, he was looking at the surroundings of Yang Fan's footsteps.

They saw that, wherever Yang Fan went, a radius of five meters, was a withered grass meeting spring. It quickly turned from a withered yellow to a dark green, making the entire world appear vivid and full of hope.

Yang Fan's footsteps were not fast for more than ten seconds before the newly born green area and the still growing green area met. He arrived less than two meters away from the middle-aged man.

Only then did the middle-aged man come back to his senses. His eyes were filled with shock and confusion. Shortly after, he noticed something even more shocking ? the surrounding weeds that were rapidly withering had actually stopped withering.

After taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man gazed at the calm and composed Yang Fan with shining eyes and asked: "Who are you? How do you know about my sect's teachings? "

Compared to the fact that the grass had somehow stopped withering, this was what he was most concerned about.

Yang Fan did not answer, but read out a passage of incantations that would have sounded like heavenly books to ordinary people.

The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically as a bright light flashed in his eyes. The internal core roiled about, his sleeves burning: "How do you know about the mouth of the 'five fingers' ? ?"

Just as he was about to speak the last word, he swallowed it back. He stared at Yang Fan with widened eyes, and his body started trembling from shock and excitement.

Because he discovered that the chant that Yang Fan had chanted reached the third finger, and a part of the chant was actually not available within the chants that he knew of.

At such a close distance, Yang Fan could sense the middle-aged man's biological field. Seeing the abnormal undulation of the biological field, his eyes moved, and suddenly stopped chanting.

In that instant, his own biological field s twisted, and a terrifying aura akin to that of a devil god exploded forth from his body.

"BOOM!"

The middle-aged man's face instantly paled, and almost subconsciously, he complied with Yang Fan's command as he heavily kneeled on the ground.

After kneeling on the ground, he suddenly realized what he had done. He looked at Yang Fan as if he had seen a ghost.

The aura this youth was emitting was too terrifying. As the middle-aged man traveled in the north and in the south, he had seen many experts. However, even if they were Xiantian experts, they still wouldn't be able to give him such a terrifying pressure.

This kind of aura seemed as if it did not belong to the human world and did not belong to a human being!

In reality, just as if a chameleon could simulate the color of the surrounding environment, the aura Yang Fan was giving off right now, or to be exact, the simulated biological field, was indeed not something that a human could possess.

It was an aura that only the gods and devils of the God Realm possessed.

Even though the aura that Yang Fan was imitating wasn't even one ten thousandth of a real god or demon, it was still enough to dominate the mortal world. Adding the fact that the middle-aged man was already distracted, he naturally had no way of resisting.

Yang Fan was very satisfied with the effect he had created ? ? Never test your human nature in extreme situations, because you never know whether or not you are still testing a person.

In the face of incomplete humanity, even the purest angel could instantly turn into an evil demon.

Thus, whether it was jumping down from the small mountain or imitating the aura of a god or devil, they were both trying to intimidate the middle-aged man so that he wouldn't dare to act rashly.

"Who is Li Qiankun to you?" Yang Fan stopped twisting his biological field, and the demonic aura instantly disappeared.

He did not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest. When he heard the question, he was first confused, but then his body shook violently and his breathing quickened as he said in a trembling voice, "Li Qiankun is the name of the founder of my sect!"

His eyes now revealed a sense of anticipation and apprehension.

Yang Fan's expression slightly loosened, and said indifferently: "Your ancestor and I have some history, get up."