"This is what they call 'half-step divine travel'?"

Lin Bufan winced in pain, grabbed Su Changhe's sword, and questioned Su Changhe.

Su Changhe coldly said, "That's right, this is my strength. Half-step Divine Travel. It's not shameful for a Great Free and Easy cultivator like you to die at my hands."

What if I don't want to die?

"Anyone who takes a hit from my sword, Su Changhe, will hardly survive."

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. I won't die today; instead, you will."

Boom! The sword in his chest was suddenly shattered into several pieces.

One of the sword blades came hurtling towards Su Changhe's face...

Su Changhe was in a state of extreme shock and had no time to dodge.

The blade sliced ​​across his handsome face, leaving a three-inch-long bloodstain that stretched down from his brow.

"My face~"

Su Changhe slowly raised his head, touched the bloodstains on his face, and looked down at it.

The blood was so crimson, and the smell so pungent, it irritated his nostrils.

His fingers were trembling, his whole body was shaking, his lips were twitching, and he was furious.

Ah~~

It tilted its head back and let out a shrill roar.

The clouds high in the sky scattered instantly, shaken apart by the roar.

"Lin Bufan, you've ruined my face! I, Su Changhe, have lived a life of triumph; I can be injured anywhere, but not my face! How dare you harm my face and disfigure me!"

Xie Qidao, Su Muyu, and the three elders of the Tang Clan were all alarmed.

Everyone's gone mad; they're not quite right in the head.

Will this affect our combat strength?

Don't go crazy at a time like this.

It's just a handsome face, don't let a small thing cause you to lose the big picture. Just kill Lin Bufan first.

"Lin Bufan, run!" Li Hanyi suddenly shouted to Lin Bufan.

She recalled an event from the past.

More than a decade ago, Su Changhe participated in the Battle of Tianwaitian.

Because a certain elder from the Outer Heaven knocked out one of his teeth, he chased after the elder for three days and three nights.

Finally, they successfully hunted down and killed the elder, but they were still not satisfied.

They returned from a great distance and killed the entire family of the Grand Elder, along with over five hundred servants and maids.

He single-handedly killed more than 500 people on the other side, using extremely cruel methods.

He's angry, and when he's angry enough, he can be insane enough to do horrific things.

His behavior is no different from that of the Demonic Sect.

This is him, Su Changhe, the most unconventional, repressed, and terrifying figure in the Dark River.

Only he was the one who, when he became the head of the family, no one dared to utter a single word of opposition.

"Lin Bufan~"

Su Changhe was furious to the extreme, and his aura suddenly erupted, forcibly breaking through the realm.

I was instantly transported to a dreamlike state!

Xie Qidao and the three elders of the Tang Clan were overjoyed.

"The master has broken through the realm; he has entered a divine journey."

"When he enters a state of spiritual reverie, even Baili Dongjun is no match for him."

"What is the top spot on the list? The master should be the number one person in the Northern Li Jianghu."

Yan Zhantian narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of jealousy in his voice, "This Su Changhe is quite capable. He breaks through realms so easily, as if eating and drinking were nothing to him."

"wrong."

Just as everyone was overjoyed, Su Muyu poured cold water on their excitement, saying, "This isn't the Divine Travel Realm; it's a pseudo-Divine Travel Realm."

"What is pseudo-divine travel?" Xie Qidao asked.

Su Muyu explained, "Briefly entering this stage is like a normal person holding their breath and diving underwater. When that breath runs out, they will be forced to surface and gasp for air to relieve the pressure."

The analogy might not be quite accurate, but Xie Qidao and the others from the Dark River understood it.

The patriarch is currently holding his breath, and when that breath runs out, he will fall from the Divine Realm back to the Half-Step Divine Realm.

The question is, how long can he hold his breath, and is it enough for him to kill Lin Bufan?

"A quarter of an hour."

Su Changhe, full of vigor, personally provided the answer.

"A quarter of an hour is enough time for me to kill this Lin Bufan a dozen or a hundred times over."

A quarter of an hour?

That's enough.

Xie Qidao and the others believed in Su Changhe's abilities.

Yan Zhantian's lips curled into a chilling smile as he said to Su Changhe, "Don't let him die so quickly. Save the last sword for me, let me stab him with a big hole."

Listening to the loud scheming of the Dark River people, Li Hanyi shouted to Lin Bufan again, "Go quickly, don't worry about me, you can't beat them."

"Hanyi, my wife, you look down on your husband again."

Lin Bufan looked relaxed and joked, "If I'm going to die, it should be at your hands."

Li Hanyi was taken aback, and said in a low voice, "How could I kill you? We are good friends."

“That’s it. You won’t kill me, so I will live well. They’ve been arrogant enough. I will kill them and then take you to Lei Wujie.”

With that, Lin Bufan pulled the severed sword from his chest, casually threw it on the ground, and called to Su Changhe: "Come on, let's fight to the death."

Su Changhe wiped the blood from his face and said with hatred, "That's exactly what I meant."

A battle was about to break out, and the two faced off, engaging in close combat.

Xie Qidao was surprised and couldn't understand, "Why did the patriarch have to get close? Wouldn't a ranged attack be more advantageous for a Divine Travel Realm cultivator?"

Su Muyu sighed and shook her head: "He's gone mad. He only cares about the goal now, and doesn't care about methods or efficiency."

Click!

As he spoke, Su Changhe plunged his sword into Lin Bufan's abdomen, snarling, "Die, the youngest champion on the list."

"You go first, you're older than me."

Lin Bufan set up the Iron Horse Ice River and also inserted it into Su Changhe's lower abdomen.

Su Changhe was startled and immediately understood Lin Bufan's actions.

"You want to trade blows, try and outlast me with sheer toughness? I'm a Divine Ascension Realm cultivator, and you're not even a half-step Divine Ascension Realm cultivator. Do you think you can beat me?"

Click!

Su Changhe pulled the sword out of Lin Bufan's abdomen and inserted it in a different spot.

Lin Bufan followed suit, drawing his sword and stabbing it into Su Changhe.

This time it was inserted into the lung.

Su Changhe quickly channeled his internal energy to protect his heart and lungs, preventing the sharp sword from piercing him.

At the same time, he drew his sword and stabbed Lin Bufan.

Lin Bufan drew his sword and stabbed him again.

Xie Qidao couldn't understand it at all, and his gaze gradually became blank.

"What are they doing? All they do is attack and not defend. Is this a children's fight? It's turned into a chaotic mess of punches and swords, with everyone taking turns throwing punches."

"Oh, they're crazy, two lunatics."

Su Muyu couldn't stand it anymore: "I thought the patriarch being disfigured was crazy enough, but I didn't expect Lin Bufan to be even crazier."

Yan Zhantian clenched his fists and grabbed a large sword. "You're dawdling. Let me do it."

"I'll go and slash him too!" Xie Qidao excitedly joined in.

The Lord is being temperamental. If they don't intervene, even if the Lord kills Lin Bufan, he'll be left with only half a life.

"Are they going to gang up on me again? Perfect timing."

Lin Bufan let Su Changhe stab his heart, and then threw out the Iron Horse and Ice River.

Yan Zhantian shifted his body slightly, barely dodging the attack.

Xie Qidao, who was behind him, was the one who suffered the consequences. His chest was pierced through with a "plop," and he fell to the ground dead.