Chapter 3139: The Cursed Bloodline

Just how strong was Xiao Fan now?!

Was he already so strong that it far exceeded their imagination?!

"Heh heh heh… If you lot know what's good for you, stop bothering me, or you'll risk me venting my anger on your Qingling Realm…" Xiao Fan let out a cold laugh, his gaze sweeping across the experts from Qingling Palace.

Hearing Xiao Fan's words, even the experts at the Divine Wheel Realm among them dared not say another word.

Xiao Fan's strength was too terrifying; they were simply no match for him!

At this moment, seeing this scene, Qing Cang dropped to his knees with a thud.

A single punch was enough to blast a Divine Wheel Realm expert into a bloody mist. Just how strong was the current Xiao Fan?!

This was strength that he could not even begin to imagine!

There was no longer any comparison between him and Xiao Fan now. No… even the Divine Wheel Realm experts of Qingling Palace were not comparable to Xiao Fan!

Seeing the group from Qingling Palace stunned, Xiao Fan shouted coldly: "Get lost!!!"

With that angry roar, the Nirvana Realm experts all spat out mouthfuls of blood, and the Tatian Realm experts were sent flying backward… The Divine Wheel Realm experts suffered from Bloodline reversal, barely managing to hold on.

Xiao Fan had merely let out a simple shout, yet they were unable to resist it…

The few Divine Wheel Realm experts deeply realized the gap between themselves and Xiao Fan. They exchanged glances and turned to leave…

Staying any longer would only be humiliating. They might as well leave quickly and go notify the Old Ancestor to come and take charge…

After they left, Xiao Fan looked at Qing Cang and said indifferently: "You can continue calling for help now… I'll wait for you to bring people here."

Hearing Xiao Fan's words, Qing Cang's face turned ashen. This was truly psychological torture.

Even the Divine Wheel Realm experts from Qingling Palace had been scared off by Xiao Fan; who else could he possibly call?!

Moreover, the Old Ancestor of Qingling Palace would probably arrive before long!

The only thing Qing Cang could do now was hope that he could hold out until the Old Ancestor arrived, and not lose his life beforehand.

"Xiao Fan, you… please forgive me. I didn't know it was you back then…" Qing Cang hurriedly spoke.

"Heh heh heh… No, you knew very well." Xiao Fan said indifferently.

At this moment, Qing Cang tasted despair. He could not possibly be Xiao Fan's opponent; in front of Xiao Fan, he was now not even worth being called an ant…

The current Qing Cang was merely an existence that Xiao Fan could kill with a single thought.

If Qing Cang had known earlier that the Xiao Fan he offended in the Wuhuang Continent would be this terrifying, he would have made his Clone commit suicide on the spot…

"Xiao Fan, this… this matter cannot be blamed entirely on me. That was just a Lower Realm, I only wanted to recover my injuries…" Qing Cang's expression was ugly as he kept trying to explain.

"Heh heh heh… Keep talking." Xiao Fan said indifferently.

No matter what Qing Cang said, he was a dead man. Xiao Fan just hoped that before he died, he could experience what true despair was!

"This… this kind of thing is very common… I…" Qing Cang kept speaking, telling Xiao Fan that he had used a Secret Technique of the Qingling Clan to separate his Divine Soul and send it away. This method was inherently extremely dangerous, and if it hadn't been a matter of life and death, he would not have done so.

Because doing so undoubtedly meant weakening the strength of his original body.

If he were even the slightest bit careless, Qing Cang himself would perish…

And he never dreamed that the person he had set his sights on back then would be Xiao Fan's younger brother!

"I really didn't know he was your brother… I just discovered his Bloodline was special, so I…" Qing Cang said with a mournful face.

"Special Bloodline? How was it special?!" Xiao Fan was taken aback.

Back when he met Xiao Tian, because his Realm was not high enough, there were many things he could not perceive clearly… And since Qing Cang was a Clone at the time, he certainly knew more than he did back then.

"It was… a Cursed Bloodline. People like this are born to kill. They will kill all their close relatives and friends around them, and for the sake of power, they will stop at nothing…" Qing Cang's expression was grim as he revealed the truth he knew.

Xiao Tian's Bloodline was born for slaughter; this was what he had perceived through the Innate Divine Ability of the Qingling Clan.

Moreover, Xiao Tian's talent was also extremely monstrous. Even in Qing Cang's eyes, such a Prodigy, if born in a large Domain, could become an existence at the Nirvana Realm or even the Divine Wheel Realm in the future.

That was why Qing Cang had taken Xiao Tian as his disciple back then. He had even thought about taking Xiao Tian away in the future… and finding a way to make him join Qingling Palace.

In the end… Xiao Tian was gone, and Qing Cang himself was finished.

"Bloodline… cursed…" Xiao Fan murmured, thinking of the evil thoughts that had suddenly appeared after Xiao Tian was born.

But those were just evil thoughts, not something from a Cursed Bloodline. Xiao Fan was most certain of this.

But why would Xiao Tian's Bloodline be cursed?

Who would want to curse Xiao Tian?!

What was the point of cursing Xiao Tian?!

What benefit would there be in cursing Xiao Tian?!

Xiao Fan's expression was complex; he could not figure out the reason behind it…