Chapter 319 - 316: Female Venerate World

Chapter 319: Chapter 316: Female Venerate World

For a moment, the scene fell silent again. Everyone stared at the youth, their eyes filled with shock.

’Where in the world did this nameless master come from?’

’He can’t be more than twenty, yet he’s already reached the First Turn. His Heart Image has materialized, and his Sword Qi extends a foot outward.’

’With such power and looks, how can there be no legends of him in the martial world?’

...

Gazing at the youth’s cold expression, everyone present was aghast.

Fang Can’s gaze swept across the scene, taking in the Realm of every person present.

Profound Gate Fifth Layer, Profound Gate Seventh Layer, Profound Gate Seventh Layer...

Because the Sixth-Turn Heart Image was unfavorable toward higher Realms, everyone’s power was suppressed by tens to hundreds of thousands of times after they embarked on the Heaven-Ascending Road.

However, the strength of these lower-Realm Martial Artists was not significantly affected. At most, their power was suppressed by a factor of two.

Thus, at this moment, the hundred-odd people here couldn’t achieve a decisive advantage based on physical strength alone, not even factoring in their Heart Image enhancements.

During the brief standoff, the one-eyed female bandit in the lead shouted, her eye blazing with even greater excitement:

"Hahaha, sisters! This pretty boy is all alone, and his Heart Image has its limits."

"With a single burst of One Qi, he can pierce the armor of twenty people at most. Don’t give him a chance to recover his qi and escape! Capture him while his qi is depleted, and we’ll be richly rewarded!"

"After we take him down, we’ll all get a taste of a young hero from the Heaven-Ascending Road!"

"WHOO! WHOO! WHOO! WHOO!"

At the one-eyed bandit’s rallying cry, the atmosphere ignited once more.

Shrieking with excitement, all the female bandits fearlessly swarmed toward Fang Can.

’Are all these women insane?’

A cold glint flashed in Fang Can’s eyes. He bent his left knee, and the ground beneath his foot exploded.

"RUMBLE!!!"

As he stomped a huge crater into the ground, everyone felt a tremor so powerful they could see it ripple beneath their feet.

Spiderweb cracks spread a hundred feet in an instant. Splintered rocks, wrapped in the Gang Qi of his Heart Image, shot out and pierced through the skulls of three Demon Sect members.

Amid the spray of dirt, debris, and dust, Fang Can charged into the crowd like a T-rex.

In that instant, propelled by his Heart Image—which had coalesced into something akin to a tangible force field—Fang Can thrust his right palm toward the hundred people before him.

"CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!"

The normally soft air seemed to transform in the youth’s hand, shattering bit by bit like tempered glass under a hydraulic press.

Within his jade-white palm, the air compressed into a visible white current.

When he fully extended his palm, the very air rippled outwards in successive waves, like an ocean tide surging toward the crowd.

For a split second, it was as if everyone saw a monstrous wave about to drown them.

And in a way, they were right. Only, it wasn’t a wave of water that drowned them, but a wave of blood!

"BOOM!!!!"

The four or five people at the very front were crushed by the force of his palm strike, exploding into a fine mist of blood.

Flesh and bone fragments, carried on the shockwave, sprayed out and drenched the people behind them in blood. Then, the surging current of air sent a dozen more flying.

’This is bad. He’s at least an old monster at the Third Turn!’ Shi Yuexing, the one-eyed bandit, thought in alarm.

But by the time she reacted, the youth had vanished. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as a lethal sense of crisis erupted from behind.

She froze, not daring to turn, already sensing the silver-haired, demon-like figure behind her.

A hand had, at some point, come to rest gently on the crown of her head. Hundreds of tons of force pressed down from above.

"CRACK—"

The sound of her skull shattering was as crisp as cracking ice.

Fang Can’s hand gripped the bandit’s head, and an immense force drove down from its crown.

A series of pops echoed from Shi Yuexing’s bones as her tough, battle-hardened body was torn apart like tissue paper.

As the others watched in horror and the ground trembled slightly, her entire body was reduced to a bloody pulp and driven three feet into the earth.

"Watch out!" Ji Xinyu’s voice cried out from behind him.

Behind Fang Can, a Demon Sect member was swinging a steel saber with all her might at the back of his head.

CLANG—

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Fang Can’s right hand precisely caught the swinging steel saber.

With a shriek of protesting metal, Fang Can twisted his wrist.

The saber shattered inch by inch between his fingers, its fragments flying off, wreathed in his Heart Image.

Within a hundred-foot radius, seven Demon Sect members were instantly riddled with holes. The ground bloomed once more with crimson flowers of blood.

In the next instant, flashes of purple Sword Qi and a ghostly shadow weaved recklessly through the crowd.

The silver-haired youth moved through the crowd like a phantom, the blade of his Purple Rhombus Sword emitting a three-foot-long chilling glint.

Seven streaks of Sword Qi flashed through the air like purple lightning.

The women closest to him froze with savage expressions on their faces, hair-thin lines of blood blooming on their throats.

The manic laughter of the Demon Sect members further back froze on their faces. The steel sabers in their hands suddenly shattered, the shards flying back to embed themselves in their own eye sockets.

Meanwhile, the ghostly shadow—Fang Can himself—moved through the crowd with a speed that rivaled his Sword Qi.

Amidst blood-curdling screams, Fang Can’s fists effortlessly crushed skulls and punched through abdomens.

A slaughter unfolded amidst the crowd.

Thirty breaths.

A hundred corpses lay strewn in a radial pattern, with the youth at the center.

Fang Can gave the Purple Rhombus Sword in his hand a gentle shake. The entire field had fallen deathly silent.

Ji Xinyu and the other surviving Disciples stared blankly, their eyes wide with shock, at the youth’s back as he sheathed his sword.

To pierce a hundred sets of armor with One Qi... this was a terrifying expert at the Third-Turn level.

And for someone so young to have already reached the level of a sect leader...

Unaware of their thoughts, Fang Can could only smile wryly to himself.

’To think it took me a full thirty breaths to kill a bunch of small-fry in the Transcendent Body Realm... I’m getting worse the longer I live.’

"Th-thank you, Senior, for saving us."

Ji Xinyu’s voice trembled. Only now did she get a clear look at him. The youth’s robes were spotless, without a single speck of dust. Even the soles of his boots were clean of blood. His power had already reached the Transformation Realm.

"It was nothing," Fang Can said with a slight wave of his hand. "I was just righting a wrong I happened upon. It was no trouble at all."

"I’ve only just entered the martial world and know little of its affairs. I don’t even know of the major sects. Could you perhaps explain them to me?" Fang Can said to Ji Xinyu with a smile.

Seeing the youth’s easy smile, Ji Xinyu’s face turned crimson. She quickly lowered her head and said:

"Of course, Senior. Please, allow me to explain." Ji Xinyu had a sudden realization.

’No wonder no one’s ever heard of him. He must be a genius who was so obsessed with his training that he’s only just now emerged into the world.’

As the young woman explained, Fang Can learned that the powers of this martial world were divided into the One Sect, Six Schools, and the Twelve Sects.

The Demon Sect was the most powerful, boasting several Grandmasters at the Fourth-Turn level.

The Six Schools each had one or two Grandmasters of their own.

The Twelve Sects were factions that once had Fourth-Turn masters, but now only had those at the Third Turn.

However, the Demon Sect Leader had now been missing for several years.

Therefore, the six major schools were preparing to seize this opportunity to besiege the Demon Sect’s headquarters at Cloud Summit, to rid the martial world of evil.

’The six major schools besieging Bright Summit... Seriously?’ Fang Can mocked inwardly, glancing at the surrounding weak sects, where the women were clearly dominant over the men.

’I guess this is to be expected of a world controlled by a female at the Sixth Turn. It’s a Female Venerate World, after all. Not surprising in the least.’