Chapter 6993: Too Late

Xiao Fan originally thought that if he fled to the battlefield and then hid within the Undying Realm, he would be safe.

But he hadn't expected that it wasn't just the Eleventh Ancestor, Sixth Ancestor, and Seventh Ancestor who would come.

Even the First Ancestor's Dharma Body had followed them!!

Xiao Fan did not fear the Eleventh Ancestor and the others.

But facing the First Ancestor, Xiao Fan knew very well that he was no match.

Xiao Fan tightly gripped the tianming sword as Immortal Power surged frantically into it.

"Xiao Fan! What should we do?!" Ting Yue asked worriedly.

"Don't panic," Xiao Fan said, focusing his mind as an aura comparable to the Emperor Tribulation Realm erupted from him.

"Firmament!! Slash!!"

Xiao Fan roared, the tianming sword becoming suffused with Emperor Dao Divine Patterns as he slashed toward the sky with all his might.

At that moment, a crisp sound echoed through heaven and earth.

It was as if everything had come to a standstill.

"You have overstepped the boundary."

A hollow, emotionless voice rang out between heaven and earth.

A power that seemed to originate from the primordial era appeared across space.

With a whoosh, a flash of black light obliterated everything.

In the next instant, the First Ancestor's face above the Void Realm vanished.

"Is this… the power of the Wu Dao Realm?!" Xiao Fan was instantly shocked.

As expected, the Undying Realm also possessed experts of the Wu Dao Realm.

Was it that person who acted to destroy the First Ancestor's Dharma Body?!

The Wu Dao Realm was truly terrifying!!

Seeing this, the Sixth, Seventh, and Eleventh Ancestors all showed expressions of astonishment.

"How can this be… was it him who acted?!"

"So strong!"

"Damn it! What do we do?!"

"…"

Xiao Fan stopped in his tracks, turned around, and stared at the Eleventh Ancestor and the others.

With the threat of the First Ancestor gone, and since they were currently on the battlefield between the two realms, Xiao Fan felt no fear at all.

"Hehehehe… Interesting, how interesting. Are you people actually capable of feeling fear?"

Xiao Fan sneered, his gaze sweeping over the Eleventh Ancestor and the others.

"Xiao Fan! Don't be too arrogant!" the Eleventh Ancestor shouted angrily.

"Arrogant? Hehehe… You might not know this, but I've always been arrogant," Xiao Fan sneered, speaking calmly. "Eleventh Ancestor, if you're not satisfied, you can come and fight me one-on-one! How about it?!"

"You! Damn you!" The Eleventh Ancestor gnashed his teeth in hatred.

He was certainly no match for Xiao Fan in a one-on-one fight.

Otherwise, why would he have let Xiao Fan escape to this place?!

"What should we do?!" the Sixth Ancestor asked in a low voice.

"Let's go. If the Undying Holy Emperor leaves the Ancestral Land, we will be in grave danger," the Seventh Ancestor said solemnly.

"Damn it!! Xiao Fan! Just you wait!" The Eleventh Ancestor gnashed his teeth and glared viciously at Xiao Fan.

With that, the group turned to leave.

"Trying to leave?" Xiao Fan sneered, gathering his strength for a strike and swinging the tianming sword toward them.

"Weren't you having a lot of fun chasing me?! Well?!"

Seeing this, the faces of the Eleventh Ancestor and the others turned ashen.

They no longer wanted to fight Xiao Fan.

But Xiao Fan was unwilling to let it end like this.

The reason was simple: he had just been chased so miserably by the Eleventh Ancestor and the others.

They thought they could just leave whenever they wanted?!

How could it be that easy?!

"Xiao Fan! What do you want?!" the Eleventh Ancestor roared.

"To cut you down!" Xiao Fan said in a cold voice.

Hearing this, the Eleventh, Sixth, and Seventh Ancestors were beyond furious.

But there was nothing they could do.

They could only retreat from the battlefield while exchanging blows with Xiao Fan.

They were worried about the Undying Holy Emperor beneath the Ancestral Land of the Undying Realm.

If that person acted, they would not escape death.

"Slash!!"

Xiao Fan let out a roar and delivered a sword strike that heavily injured the Eleventh Ancestor.

"Xiao Fan! I'll remember you!"

The Eleventh Ancestor gnashed his teeth in hatred, staring viciously at Xiao Fan.

"Hehehe… It's better that you remember me. I was afraid you'd forget me," Xiao Fan sneered and spoke coldly.

After a period of fierce fighting, the Sixth, Seventh, and Eleventh Ancestors finally retreated from the battlefield.

Xiao Fan exhaled, feeling a sense of relief.

"Xiao Fan, are we safe?" Ting Yue asked.

"Safe. It's over now," Xiao Fan said with a light laugh, glancing around.

At this moment, the many experts of the Undying Realm were looking at Xiao Fan with eyes full of admiration.

"So strong! Too powerful!"

"Is he Xiao Fan? Right?!"

"Yes! He is Xiao Fan!!"

"…"

The experts of the Undying Realm couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

Xiao Fan had already been quite famous when he was in the Undying Realm.

It wasn't difficult for these people to recognize his identity.

Xiao Fan shook his head with a bitter smile and swept his gaze over the crowd.

The experts of the Yellow Springs Realm were all looking at Xiao Fan with complicated expressions.

"Xiao Fan! You… you actually dare to show your face here?!" Yang Xinghuo was infuriated.

As he spoke, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned to flee.

"Hehehe… Only thinking of running now? It's too late!"