Dashing Student-Chapter 1307: An Invitation from the Patriarch

Chapter 1307: Chapter 1307: An Invitation from the Patriarch

Chen Nan summoned three different types of Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire, instantly becoming the center of attention. This was the first time they had seen so many kinds of Spiritual Fire, and their hearts were filled with nothing but shock and awe.

The Minghe Sect cultivators in the sword array saw Chen Nan’s actions and knew they couldn’t let him continue, so they all began to fight desperately.

Little did they know that Chen Nan, at this moment, could still spare the effort to control the sword array, and a large amount of Sword Qi fused in mid-air, quickly condensing into a massive Sword Qi that was three zhang long.

Boom!

The Sword Qi crashed down with a thunderous sound, causing the Minghe Sect cultivators to stare wide-eyed as pure Sword Qi left wound after wound on their bodies.

In this atmosphere, a three-colored flame finally appeared in Chen Nan’s palm. He looked at the Minghe Sect cultivators in the sword array with a faint smile as the flame transformed into a Three-legged Golden Crow from his hand, flying straight at the sword array!

"It’s over!"

A Minghe Sect cultivator murmured in terror as he saw the Golden Crow flying toward them.

The Golden Crow entered the sword array, and the Minghe Sect cultivators felt the terrifying heat wave, followed by a fierce light that burst before their eyes, instantly engulfing everything around them in firelight.

Rumble!

The Golden Crow erupted violently, its terrifying power seemingly intent on leveling everything, and everyone outside the sword array instinctively closed their eyes.

When they opened their eyes again, they saw a massive pit left in the sword array, charred and blackened, with some Minghe Sect disciples reduced to mere cinders.

Those who barely survived such devastation were still enveloped by Sword Qi.

"No! You can’t kill me, the Ancestor won’t spare you!"

The Minghe Sect disciples let out unwilling roars, but all fell under the Sword Qi.

The barely visible Blood Evil Qi flew out of the sword array, entering Chen Nan’s body, causing his pupils to momentarily flash red. But with the turning of the Blood Crystal within, all the Blood Evil Qi was absorbed.

No Minghe Sect disciples were left, and witnessing this scene, Song Qingzhu was utterly terrified.

As a cultivator at the Peak of Foundation Establishment, he hadn’t joined the other Minghe Sect disciples in action, thus narrowly escaping the disaster.

He looked at Chen Nan with utter fear, shivered deeply, then hurriedly fled toward the exit, his retreat utterly disheveled.

After retracting the sword array, Chen Nan turned to see Ning Yu and the others with strange expressions, prompting him to touch his face: "What’s wrong?"

Deng Yunhe stepped forward and circled Chen Nan twice: "Jue Mingzi, do your folks know how strong you are? How about I become your apprentice, and you could teach me a few of your techniques like the sword array or the flames?"

Chen Nan then realized that his displayed strength had amazed them, as during the encounter with the Demon Sect, he hadn’t had the chance to showcase many of his skills.

"Get lost, I don’t take on apprentices as old as you."

"That’s a bit hurtful. I’m only over two hundred, quite young!" Deng Yunhe retorted, full of dissatisfaction.

Chen Nan ignored his antics, instead looking at Wen Ling and Jiang Han, who both appeared dazed, likely due to being deeply affected by Song Qingzhu’s incident.

"Actually, you didn’t need to come along."

Jiang Han stubbornly raised her head, her eyes red but still firm as she said, "I want to bring Senior Brother back; he just hasn’t thought things through."

Deng Yunhe sighed, somewhat exasperatedly saying, "Girl, he was just about to kill you, why are you still being stubborn?"

"Because he is our senior brother, always our senior brother," Wen Ling responded heavily, wiping away her tears.

The group silently sighed in their hearts, but this was a matter between fellow disciples, and they felt it was not their place to intervene.

Having dealt with the Minghe Sect cultivators, the group passed through the massive beehive, feeling a slight dizziness as they re-entered the passageway.

Turning around, they noticed some cultivators had already passed the first checkpoint, hesitating before the second, unsure how many had perished there.

Directly ahead, a large gathering of Minghe Sect cultivators surrounded the stone platform, clearly indicating that there were no more barriers ahead, with the Minghe Ancestor standing beneath the stone platform.

Suddenly, several Minghe Sect cultivators approached Chen Nan and his group, startling Ning Yu and the others, wondering if they were about to attack.

Silently, they all prepared to defend themselves, ready to act at any moment.

Unexpectedly, when the Minghe Sect cultivators reached Chen Nan, they didn’t attack, instead speaking to him: "Come with us, the Ancestor summons you."

Since placing a restriction on him initially, the Minghe Ancestor hadn’t bothered with Chen Nan, who thought it was merely a warning. But now, why summon him?

He gave Ning Yu and the others a reassuring glance before following them, unexpectedly encountering Song Qingzhu under the stone platform.

At this moment, Song Qingzhu’s limbs were broken, his aura like a flickering candle in the wind, ready to extinguish at any moment, blood staining his chest as he lay on the ground like a dead dog.

From once being domineering to becoming a sorry sight in the blink of an eye, the change was too swift and caught everyone off guard.

The Minghe Ancestor looked at Chen Nan with a faint smile, a chilling coldness concealed within.

"I heard my subordinate had some friction with you, it was all his doing, so I punished him a little. Are you satisfied?"

His attitude made Chen Nan’s skin crawl. For a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator to be so amicable could only mean he had larger schemes!

Chen Nan glanced at Song Qingzhu, realizing his dissatisfaction led him to join the Minghe Sect, hoping for success and revenge, only to be a mere pawn to the Minghe Ancestor.

A pawn to be casually manipulated and discarded.

"Senior Brother!"

Wen Ling cried as she rushed forward, retrieving elixir pills to feed Song Qingzhu, sobbing uncontrollably. Jiang Han stood before them, her stance firm despite her weak cultivation.

The Minghe Ancestor ignored their stance, simply smiling at Chen Nan: "Since you opened the Secret Realm, surely you can open this as well, right?"

He pointed towards the stone platform, or more specifically, the layer of black mist enshrouding it like a barrier, sealing it off.

Although the Minghe Ancestor spoke nonchalantly, Chen Nan understood that failing to clear the black mist would lead to a fate worse than Song Qingzhu’s.

"I’ll try." Chen Nan replied solemnly.

The Minghe Ancestor waved a finger: "Not try, you must. Otherwise, your companions here will die because of you."

Chen Nan gritted his teeth, yet against a Nascent Soul Realm master, he had no choice but to endure.

Approaching the stone platform, he observed the black mist closely, realizing it wasn’t ordinary mist but a special kind of existence.

With a light touch, the dense blackness instantly formed a circle, completely submerging the stone platform!