C34 Self-identification

His heart was beating for no reason. It was his special sense of danger, not once in a hundred years.

The mist was dense, and even his vision was affected. The spirit art that Chen Fan had conjured revolved around the Furnace Body, and his hands were also continuously striking it. The Dao marks required the stimulation of physical strength.

The Dao Burning Furnace emitted an incomparably blazing light that was extremely dazzling. It looked like a small sun from afar, and even Nangong Yi could not look straight at it.

He instinctively wanted to exert his might, and there wasn't any Numinous Treasure that could be so arrogant in front of him, let alone a tiny sun. In the hands of a little fellow.

But just as he was about to make a move, before the medicinal Spiritual Energy could circulate to his Dantian, he felt a tremendous pressure assaulting him in the blink of an eye.

Even with his strength, it seemed like he was merely a mayfly that shook a tree. A vast and boundless pressure surged over. How could he contend against it?

This was clearly the fury of a saint!

Just like Nangong Yi's self-mockery, a mediocre person like him could only look up to a Sage Realm powerhouse. That was already another world, but he actually wanted to try and resist the might of a saint...

"Kid, this is the first debt you owe me. I'll write it down for you!"

Deer God shouted loudly within his Zifu. At the same time, endless white divine splendor surged out and completely submerged into the medicinal Dao Burning Furnace, completely activating it from the inside out.

The terrifying pressure of the Sage Realm expanded without restraint. It constantly attacked Nangong Yi's mind. His heart, which had remained calm for decades, also stirred up a monstrous wave.

With his identity as the Sect Leader of the Hua Ding Sect, he had seen all kinds of storms and storms. Coincidentally, he had never felt this kind of pressure before.

The air in this secret room was almost frozen, just like how Nangong Yi was getting stiffer and stiffer.

Just a moment ago, he still had a cold smile on his face. He thought that Chen Fan's new tricks were under his control. Why did he suddenly make such a big scene?

"How... how is this possible? There is no longer a Saint in this world..." Nangong Yi's expression changed drastically, and he became terrified.

That kind of pressure could make him feel boundless majesty, as if he was facing the vast sea of stars. He didn't even dare to think of resisting.

Recalling the emperor of Zhongzhou whom he had met a hundred years ago, he was a genuine supreme being who had merged with one body. It seemed like the impact it had on him wasn't as great.

Nangong Yi could no longer imagine what would happen if he merged with one another. That kind of divine realm was not something he could casually talk about.

The deeper one went into the cultivation realm, the more one would be able to experience the terror of those true top experts. This path was too difficult. Those who could persist until the end were all dragons and phoenixes among men.

Just like a teenager who had just embarked on the path of the Dao, perhaps he would have the ambition to surpass Ancient Saint. Even if he shouted all day long, it would not be a big deal. It was just a child's talk.

However, at Nangong Yi's level, he wouldn't say something like that even if he died. He had already recognized the gap between the two. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was an ant compared to a giant dragon.

If he didn't truly look into the abyss, he wouldn't be able to experience the terror of the abyss. He might even think that it was merely the descent of night.

No matter what, Chen Fan was Cao Rui's master. With the combination of Deer God and the great formation, it wasn't difficult for him to display this kind of pressure, but he would have to pay a heavy price.

"Now, Sect Master Nangong, what else do you have to say?" Chen Fan spread his hands, still speechless, as if he was deeply dissatisfied with Nangong Yi's question.

"Chen Fan, no, no... Alien Minister Chen, I was blind. After all, there has never been a Sage Realm expert in the continent for so many years. Please forgive me."

Nangong Yi quickly changed his words and said very respectfully. The way he looked at the former became unusually cautious. He was worried that his previous actions would really offend Chen Fan.

This unique sacred aura could explain all the confusion. No matter how unbelievable it was, it was nothing after Ancient Saint's name was added to it.

"I am just a nobody from the Qing Xuan Sect. You are the high and mighty Sect Leader of the Hua Ding Sect. If you show your imposing manner, others will easily notice that something is wrong with your tone."

Chen Fan really had nothing to say this time. He didn't expect this old man to suddenly become a different person. It wasn't an exaggeration to describe him as lowly.

He had also underestimated the enormous shock that Sage Realm powerhouses had towards Nangong Yi. It was far higher than the feeling of self.

In Chen Fan's memories of his true experiences, he was still discussing Dao with a few Ancient Saint a month ago, discussing the problem of longevity. It was just that he felt that the latter had long become dried bones after ten thousand years.

"Alright."

Nangong Yi could tell that Chen Fan seemed to be rejecting him. He forced himself to suppress his trembling body and gradually returned to normal.

His gestures were like the demeanor of Sect Leader, the leader of a great sect that ruled thousands of miles away.

"You want to hear the truth, right? Make a vow. Unless I agree to it, you must never reveal any information about this to a third person."

"Well, I won't ask too much about Ancient Saint's past."

Nangong Yi panicked. He didn't want to get involved in the matter of the Saint.

"It's already at this stage. Sect Master Nangong has to listen to it. He has to listen even if he doesn't want to. Everyone has their own secrets. There has to be a sect master who knows the inside story."

Chen Fan murmured in a low voice. It just so happened that he could let the old man hear it.

"I was planning to explain it to Lan Yu. Since you're forcing me so hard, this is the only way."

Slap!

Nangong Yi slapped himself hard in his heart. Nangong Yi regretted it to the extreme. He had actually deceived himself and offended a young talent who was related to Ancient Saint.

Swoosh!

With a wave of his hand, his fingertip was cut open. A few drops of blood were forced out from within. Then, he muttered to himself, stirring up a strand of heaven's will to pour into his body and merge with this blood.

With a flash of spiritual light, the Dao oath was completed in the blink of an eye. In the next hour, no words that Chen Fan said could be leaked by Nangong Yi.

Even though this method had limited restrictions on Sect Leader, it would still cost him a lot if he wanted to forcefully break it.

Chen Fan believed that this old man would not say such a thing after hearing his lie.

"Today's world has changed a long time ago. Ever since the end of the Heavenly Difficult, the laws have dried up and become increasingly hard to grasp. The era of Sage Realm powerhouses has also come to an end."

These were all common reasons, but Nangong Yi had never heard of laws before. He was stunned when he heard this.

In the Furnace Body, Deer God shook his head and spat out a word, and Chen Fan repeated it in its original form.

"Ancient Saint has indeed passed away for a long time, but that descendant is already old, and he is still cultivating in Wilderness. The Heavy Treasure that he left for me is only able to release a bit of divine might."

Chen Fan calmly lied. His eyes were as clean as a pool of black water, and there was nothing unusual about them.