Chapter 6988: You Don’t Believe It?!

Xiao Fan held Ting Yue's hand, immediately tore through space, and fled far away.

"Xiao Fan, your current strength?" Ting Yue looked at Xiao Fan with worry and tension.

"Don't worry, taking you away is more than enough." Xiao Fan smiled and winked at Ting Yue.

Ting Yue never expected that the unremarkable little guy from back then would now grow to such a level.

"Okay." Ting Yue smiled and nodded.

…

On the other side.

The moment the Barrier shattered, the Eleventh Ancestor sensed it.

"Hmm? Who destroyed my Barrier?!"

The Eleventh Ancestor was startled and then became furious.

He tore through space and instantly arrived at his secluded Immortal Cave.

"Gone? Also an Emperor Tribulation Realm expert? Damn it!"

The Eleventh Ancestor was furious and formed hand seals.

When imprisoning Ting Yue, the Eleventh Ancestor was worried she would run.

So, the Eleventh Ancestor had left a mark on Ting Yue's body.

After Ting Yue escaped, no matter where she fled, the Eleventh Ancestor could perceive it.

"Found them! You won't get away!"

The Eleventh Ancestor gritted his teeth in hatred and stepped out.

Within the territory of Huangquan Palace, in his own place of seclusion—if Ting Yue were taken away, the Eleventh Ancestor would have no face left to show anyone.

Soon, Xiao Fan felt an aura of the Emperor Tribulation Realm.

"What's wrong?" Ting Yue asked worriedly.

"Hehe… I underestimated him." Xiao Fan murmured with a smile, giving Ting Yue a deep look.

"Something was done to your Divine Soul by the other party."

When he saw Ting Yue, Xiao Fan was too anxious and hadn't checked carefully.

"What?!" Ting Yue was shocked. "What should we do now?!"

"It's fine." Xiao Fan smiled and used the Power of the Imperial Dao to destroy the mark in Ting Yue's Divine Soul.

But it was a step too late; the Eleventh Ancestor had already locked onto Ting Yue's aura.

And the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

Fortunately, there was only one aura of the Emperor Tribulation Realm.

The current Xiao Fan was confident he could deal with the Eleventh Ancestor alone.

"Xiao Fan, what do we do now?!" Ting Yue asked.

"Hehe… Head towards the Undying Realm and try to avoid him as much as possible." Xiao Fan murmured with a smile.

"Okay." Ting Yue nodded.

In a flash, half a day passed.

At this moment, Xiao Fan was just about to reach the junction of the Undying Realm and the Yellow Springs Realm.

"You won't get away!"

With a boom, a light screen fell from the heavens, trapping Xiao Fan inside.

"Break!!"

Xiao Fan gave a light shout and shattered the light screen with a single punch.

But taking this opportunity, the Eleventh Ancestor had already torn through space and appeared in front of Xiao Fan and Ting Yue.

"Ting Yue, why did you leave? Why did you deceive me?!" the Eleventh Ancestor spoke in a cold voice, looking at Xiao Fan and Ting Yue with a chilling gaze.

"Hmm? You are… Xiao Fan?!" The Eleventh Ancestor showed a look of surprise, his gaze scanning Xiao Fan up and down.

"Hehe… Eleventh Ancestor of Huangquan Palace, you actually recognize me? I'm honored." Xiao Fan sneered and spoke coldly.

"Hehe… So, you're the one who did this? Planning to take Ting Yue away?!" the Eleventh Ancestor spoke in a cold voice.

"That's right, it was me." Xiao Fan nodded and admitted it openly.

"Hahaha… Xiao Fan, oh Xiao Fan, you really aren't afraid of death!" The Eleventh Ancestor laughed wildly, staring coldly at Xiao Fan with a gaze as if looking at a dead man.

"Xiao Fan, your time of death has come."

"Time of death? Heh! Ridiculous." Xiao Fan shook his head dismissively.

"What? You don't believe it?!"

"If you have the strength, then come at me." Xiao Fan smiled.

"Interesting." The Eleventh Ancestor sneered and looked at Ting Yue.

"Ting Yue, you want to flee with this kind of person? You're unwilling to be with me? Right?!" the Eleventh Ancestor spoke coldly.

"Yes, that's right." Ting Yue nodded.

"Even if you die with him? Right?!" The Eleventh Ancestor's expression turned cold as he spoke in a low voice.

"That's right." Ting Yue nodded heavily.

"I would rather die with Xiao Fan than be with you. Eleventh Ancestor, give up on that idea!"

"Hehe, Hahahaha… Good, good, good! Very well! Since that's the case! Both of you! Go die! Die!"

The Eleventh Ancestor roared, erupting with a terrifyingly monstrous aura.

"Xiao Fan! Ting Yue! Go to your deaths together!"

"Ridiculous. Who do you think you are?" Xiao Fan sneered, took out the tianming sword, and slashed out.

"A mere Eleventh Ancestor! Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

At this moment, the Battle Intent Xiao Fan erupted with was not at all inferior to that of the Eleventh Ancestor.