Chapter 6711: Sensing Danger

Hearing this, the several young men were all taken aback.

"You… what audacity!"

"You want to see our Old Ancestor? Do you even have the qualifications?!"

"Kid! Surrender now! Take him down!"

"…"

The young men shouted one after another, attacking Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan didn't move at all, only giving a contemptuous smile.

"How bold indeed."

As his voice fell, an unimaginable pressure descended from the sky.

With a "boom," the young men wearing Sect Disciple robes all fell to their knees before Xiao Fan.

"How can he… be this strong!"

"You… who exactly are you?!"

"What a terrifying aura!"

"…"

The sense of oppression Xiao Fan exuded wasn't just aimed at these few Disciples.

It also extended to all other living beings within a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

At this moment, every living creature within tens of thousands of miles of Xiao Fan was prostrate on the ground, unable to move.

"How can this be… what kind of power is this?!"

"So terrifying! Even the Old Ancestor doesn't possess this kind of power!"

"Who is it? Who could it be?!"

"…"

The various Disciples of the Withered Zen Sword Sect shouted in alarm.

"You… who are you?!"

"Who am I? I told you, you aren't qualified to know." Xiao Fan spoke indifferently, shaking his head with disdain.

The next moment, a black-robed old man landed in front of Xiao Fan.

"Greetings, Senior. May I ask who you are?!"

"Xiao Fan." Xiao Fan spoke calmly, his hands behind his back.

"Xiao Fan? You… you are that Senior? Senior, I have long heard of your great name! Please forgive my lack of respect!"

"And who are you?!"

"To answer Senior, I am the Old Ancestor of the Withered Zen Sword Sect. This place… is currently the territory of our Withered Zen Sword Sect."

The Old Ancestor of the Withered Zen Sword Sect bowed toward Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan looked at the man coldly.

The Old Ancestor of the Withered Zen Sword Sect trembled all over, not daring to look up and meet Xiao Fan's gaze.

"Heh… when did the territory of the Blood Spirit Clan become part of your Withered Zen Sword Sect?" Xiao Fan spoke indifferently.

His tone was calm, but to the ears of the Withered Zen Sword Sect's Old Ancestor, it felt like a thunderclap.

"I… please forgive me, Senior! Senior Xiao! What would you like us to do? Our Withered Zen Sword Sect is entirely at your service!"

The Withered Zen Sword Sect's Old Ancestor said urgently, kneeling before Xiao Fan.

Seeing this, the faces of the Withered Zen Sword Sect Disciples turned pale.

Even their Old Ancestor could only kneel before Xiao Fan!

"Heh… I don't want anything. If you like being here, then stay. The Blood Spirit Clan is gone anyway." Xiao Fan shook his head helplessly.

Hearing this, the Withered Zen Sword Sect's Old Ancestor breathed a sigh of relief.

"Leave now, and come back in a hundred years." Xiao Fan spoke indifferently.

"Yes! Yes! Senior Xiao! We won't dare come back! Our Withered Zen Sword Sect Disciples will never set foot here again!" the Withered Zen Sword Sect's Old Ancestor said hurriedly.

"Hmm? Did you not understand? I told you to come back in a hundred years." Xiao Fan said in a cold voice.

Hearing this, the Withered Zen Sword Sect's Old Ancestor was startled and kowtowed loudly to Xiao Fan.

"I was wrong! Wrong! I misunderstood Senior Xiao's meaning! My fault! In a hundred… a hundred years, we will definitely return!" the Withered Zen Sword Sect's Old Ancestor said with a trembling voice.

"Very well, you may go." Xiao Fan waved his hand impatiently.

Hearing this, the Withered Zen Sword Sect's Old Ancestor immediately gathered everyone and left the place in a frantic rush.

Xiao Fan lost interest in them.

Xiao Fan now possessed the Royal Blood of the Blood Spirit Clan.

With his Bloodline, he could easily open the entrance to the Blood Spirit Secret Realm.

"Appear, Blood Spirit Secret Realm."

Xiao Fan spoke indifferently, and a blood-colored light screen appeared before him.

Xiao Fan smiled and walked into the light screen, vanishing.

The next moment, Xiao Fan arrived at the Blood Spirit Secret Realm.

Now, Xiao Fan already possessed the Bloodline of the Blood Spirit Clan.

The Blood Spirit Secret Realm did not suppress Xiao Fan at all; he could touch anything.

Upon arriving, the first thing Xiao Fan did was go check on the Chrysalis!

As expected, the Chrysalis had already hatched!

"Heh… did he leave as soon as Xue Tianque died?" Xiao Fan murmured.

"Correct. Or rather, sensing danger, he left ahead of time."