Evan Chu had his dantian (the internal energy center essential for martial artists) shattered by Drake Chu, who then issued a kill order—an event so notorious that when word spread of Evan’s sudden appearance, the whole town took notice.
Martial artists from Gracefield Town flocked to the town gate to watch the spectacle.
Even the four martial clans—the Qin, Li, Zhou, and Wang Families—showed up to watch the spectacle at Gracefield Town’s gate.
The Chu Family was Gracefield Town’s top clan, controlling a third of its businesses and keeping the other four families firmly under their heel. Ever since Thomas Chu, the clan’s pillar, died, the four families had begun to quietly join forces against the Chu.
So with the Chu Family making such a public blunder, the others were more than happy to watch the drama unfold.
The Qin Family’s patriarch, Roger Qin, was over fifty and had reached the late Divine Sea Stage—their top expert.
Stephen Li, the Li Family patriarch, was just past forty, his cultivation at mid Divine Sea Stage.
The Zhou Family’s patriarch, Damien Zhou, and the Wang Family’s patriarch, Mason Wang, were also at mid Divine Sea Stage.
Yet in Evan Chu’s eyes there wasn’t a trace of fear—if anything, he looked oddly excited.
So even with Chu Tianxing gone, their overall strength still far surpassed any of the other four clans.
“Father, is Evan Chu just stupid? He knows he’s no match for Drake Chu—so why show up just to die?”
Lin Fang strode forward, weapon in hand, eyes cold as he stared at Evan Chu and sneered, "Evan Chu, step up and die!"
It was Blake Chu, standing off to the side, his eyes bloodshot and locked onto Evan Chu. In a voice dripping with hatred, he said, “Father, don’t kill him yet. I want to butcher him myself—only then will my grudge be settled!”
"No way. If he had a hidden master behind him, he wouldn’t have been kicked out of the Chu Family in the first place!" The young man still looked skeptical.
Seeing his son like this, Drake Chu couldn’t bring himself to refuse.
Leaving aside the Qin father and son’s conversation, the martial artists crowding in from town were all buzzing with chatter.
Infuriated, Lin Fang charged—a mere Tempering Body nine dares look down on him! He stepped out, twisted his waist, and his right fist shot out like lightning, aiming straight for Evan Chu’s chest.
To deal with him, the Chu Family had mobilized all their top fighters—not just Drake Chu and Stone Chu, but all four elders and Jasper Chu, making a total of six Divine Sea Stage experts.
A quarter of an hour later, a thin figure appeared on the official road into Gracefield Town, walking with steady, powerful steps—unhurried, and not the least bit nervous.
"You little bastard, you finally showed up!"
The moment Song Yan appeared, Chu Tianlong’s face twisted with venomous hatred, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.
Suddenly, the sound of grinding teeth echoed through the air.
It was Chu Feng, standing off to the side, his eyes bloodshot and locked onto Song Yan. In a voice dripping with hatred he said, "Father, don’t kill him yet. I want to butcher him myself—only then will my grudge be settled!"
In this world, martial cultivation is divided into Tempering Body, Divine Power, and Divine Sea—collectively called the Transcending Mortal Realm. (Tempering Body: The first stage, focused on physical strengthening. Divine Power: The second stage, centered on inner energy. Divine Sea: The third stage, representing high-level mastery.)
Seeing his son like this, Chu Tianlong couldn’t bring himself to refuse.
Step by step...
Finally, Song Yan stopped about ten zhang from the Chu Family’s lineup, sweeping his gaze slowly over their ranks.
To deal with him, the Chu Family had mobilized all their top fighters—not just Chu Tianlong and Chu Tianshi, but all four elders and Chu Jiufeng, making a total of six Divine Sea experts.
Yet in Song Yan’s eyes there wasn’t a trace of fear—if anything, he looked oddly excited.
"Lin Fang, go capture that little thief. Remember, don’t kill him!" Chu Tianlong suddenly ordered.
"Yes, Patriarch!"
Lin Fang strode forward, weapon in hand, eyes cold as he stared at Song Yan and sneered, "Chu Fan, step up and die!"
He was one of the Chu Family’s nine squad leaders, already at Divine Power fourth level.
In this world, martial cultivation is split into Tempering Body, Divine Power, and Divine Sea—collectively called the Transcending Mortal Realm.
"You won’t do," Song Yan said quietly, glancing at Lin Fang and shaking his head.
"Arrogant fool! Courting death!"
Infuriated, Lin Fang charged—a mere Tempering Body nine dares look down on him! He stepped out, twisted his waist, and his right fist shot out like lightning, aiming straight for Song Yan’s chest.
He caught up in two steps, unleashed the Chu Family’s basic fist art, and fired eighteen punches in a row!
"Yeah, where does he get the confidence to challenge the Chu Family in Gracefield Town?"
"If I were him, I’d run as far away as possible!"
Just as the crowd thought Song Yan would be crushed by Lin Fang’s punch, he suddenly raised his arm and punched straight at Lin Fang’s fist.
Lin Fang saw this and a sneer of utter contempt flickered across his lips.
Bang!
Crack!
A bronze fist and a pale fist collided in midair, first with a dull thud, then the sound of bone snapping.
“Damn, Lin Fang was Divine Power fourth level—and he got killed by Evan Chu! Does that mean Evan’s already reached Divine Power? Eighteen years old and Divine Power—he’s definitely Gracefield Town’s number one genius!”
But just then, Song Yan stepped forward twice, each step making the ground tremble like a mini earthquake.
“What a pity—such a martial prodigy is about to be snuffed out!” Stephen Li, the Li Family’s patriarch, shook his head in regret. Even though Evan Chu had killed Lin Fang, he still didn’t think he could win.
Thud thud thud thud!
It was like giant war drums pounding, making everyone’s blood surge.
After the deafening barrage, Lin Fang’s body flew like a rag, crashing several meters away. Blood poured from his mouth, ears, eyes, and nose; of those eighteen punches, he blocked only three—the other fifteen landed all over his body.
Now, not only were his organs shattered, but every bone in his body was crushed.
So when he hit the ground, he took his last breath and died instantly.
"What... Lin Fang lost?"
The next moment, the nearly two-meter-tall Jasper Chu strode out, staring calmly at Evan Chu: “Evan, for old times’ sake, I’ll let you have three moves!”
"Damn, Lin Fang was Divine Power fourth level—and he got killed by Chu Fan! Does that mean Chu Fan’s already reached Divine Power? Eighteen years old and Divine Power—he’s definitely Gracefield Town’s number one genius!"
A Divine Power realm martial artist cried out.
"What a pity—such a martial prodigy is about to be snuffed out!" Li Shiyuan, the Li Family’s patriarch, shook his head in regret. Even though Song Yan had killed Lin Fang, he still didn’t think he could win.
After all, the Chu Family still had seven Divine Sea experts.
As for Chu Tianlong, his face was extremely ugly at this moment.
He looked over at Chu Jiufeng.
Chu Jiufeng understood, and volunteered, "Patriarch, allow me to fight!"
"Go ahead!"
Chu Tianlong nodded darkly.
The next moment, the nearly two-meter-tall Chu Jiufeng strode out, staring calmly at Song Yan: "Chu Fan, for old times’ sake, I’ll let you have three moves!"