Chapter 3145: Battle with the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan

Right in front of the Ancestor of Qingling Realm and a crowd of experts from the Qingling Clan, Qing Cang was blasted into a mist of blood by a single punch from Xiao Fan.

After killing Qing Cang, Xiao Fan let out a breath; the vengeance for those who had fallen in Wuhuang Continent was finally avenged.

"Hahaha… Kid, this old man is going to kill you. Are you ready?" the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan roared.

"Hehehe… Come on, if you have the strength to do so," Xiao Fan said calmly. Although he was wary of the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan, it did not mean he had no way to deal with him.

"Very well, let us fight. This old man has forgotten how many years it has been since I properly stretched my limbs," the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan said coldly.

The next moment, thunder rumbled from all directions, and countless bolts of lightning, imbued with the aura of the Jidao Realm, crashed down.

"This… Lord Ancestral God, please hold back. Do not destroy the Qingling Realm…" the Ancestor of Qingling Realm shouted loudly.

The Ancestral God of the Qingling Realm was a powerhouse of the Jidao Realm, and every strike contained the aura of the Jidao Realm—an aura that turned all things into nothingness… The Qingling Realm simply could not withstand the turmoil caused by the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan.

"Hehehe… I do not care. This old man only wishes to fulfill my promise and kill this person," the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan said coldly.

Upon hearing the Ancestral God's words, the Ancestor of the Qingling Clan turned ashen-faced… but there was nothing he could do.

The crowd of Qingling Clan experts nearby were the same, their faces all turning ashen.

The Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan still harbored hatred for the Qingling Clan in his heart!

"Hehehe… Let us fight!" Xiao Fan sneered, erupting with an aura comparable to the Jidao Realm. At the same time, his three Clones arrived by his side, each with a cold expression, staring intently at the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan.

"Fight!" the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan shouted.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"… "Rumble!" "Rumble!"…

Xiao Fan and the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan immediately clashed. Terrifying auras flowed; the aura of Xiao Fan's Fusion of over a hundred types of Power of Laws, combined with the Jidao Realm aura of the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan, reduced the Qingling Clan's imperial palace to ruins, and the entire Qingling Realm was trembling…

"This… it is over, it is over…" The Ancestor of Qingling Realm turned pale, his heart aching like a knife as he witnessed this scene.

He had not expected the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan to hate the Qingling Clan so much. After killing Xiao Fan, there was no telling what choice the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan would make, or if he would come to slaughter the Qingling Clan.

If that were the case, the Qingling Clan would not have been destroyed by Xiao Fan in the end, but by the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan.

Currently, Xiao Fan was focused on dealing with the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan, while Princess Huang Ji stood alone in the distance…

If it were just a moment ago, there might still be experts from the Qingling Clan who would attack Princess Huang Ji, but not now… They could not even defeat one of Xiao Fan's Clones, so if they attacked Princess Huang Ji now, wouldn't that be courting death?

Let alone drawing out Xiao Fan's main body, they could not even defeat a single Clone.

Now that the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan had appeared, in their eyes, Xiao Fan being suppressed was only a matter of time. They were all wondering what they should do after Xiao Fan was slain and the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan regained his complete freedom?!

If handled poorly, the Qingling Realm would truly vanish from All Heavens and Myriad Worlds.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"… "Rumble!"

"Hahaha… Kid, I never imagined that your strength would be so great!" the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan roared. The opponent was only at the ninth level of the Tatian Realm, yet he could fight him without falling behind; this showed just how strong Xiao Fan's strength was.

"Hehehe… Still not as good as you," Xiao Fan said calmly. He was stating a fact; he had already used his full strength, yet he still had no way to deal with the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan.

Moreover, Xiao Fan was well aware that his opponent had not used his full strength.

"Hahaha… Interesting. Kid, if it were possible, I truly would not want to kill you, but it is a pity… Now you must die," the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan laughed loudly and said slowly.

In truth, he really wanted to know why Xiao Fan, who was only at the ninth level of the Tatian Realm, was so strong!

To what level would Xiao Fan grow in the future?

It was just a pity; for the sake of his own freedom, the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan could not let Xiao Fan leave.

"Fight!!" the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan shouted. Above, the firmament tore open, and a spear covered in lightning ripped through the sky and landed in his hand.

"Hahaha… Old friend, we meet again," the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan laughed, holding his spear, unable to put it down.

Xiao Fan's expression was grave; the aura of the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan, now wielding the spear, had increased by a notch.

"Alright… Kid, I have played enough; you deserve to die," the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan said coldly. The spear in his hand condensed the power of the Qingling Realm and launched an attack at Xiao Fan.

"Damn it…" Xiao Fan's expression changed. He had forgotten that the opponent was the Ancestral God of the Qingling Clan and could naturally borrow the terrain to fight him.

If they were in the Qingling Realm, the opponent's strength would be greatly increased, and he was definitely no match!