The Fall of the Zheng Family
Editor: Henyee Translations
"Chen Fan?"
Everyone looked at the black-haired young man strolling down the path with surprise in their eyes. No one could believe that even after Zhou Daoji unleashed the Art of Nine Dragon Spell Chain, Chen Fan could still emerge victoriously.
"Chen Beixuan, where is my master?"
Zhang Ziru asked with a contorted face. He didn't care to address Chen Fan properly and called out his full name.
"Huh?"
Chen Fan tilted his head slightly and snorted. Suddenly, two azure-colored lights burst from his eyes and shot at Zhang Ziru with a crackling sound. It was his Divine Will.
Zhang Ziru was suddenly dealt a blow. He stumbled and was nearly knocked to the ground.
Although he was Perfected Cultivator of Dharma Cultivation level, his soul energy was a far cry from that of Zhou Daoji and Lei Qianjue. He was immediately gravely injured after he sustained one strike from Chen Fan's Divine Will.