Death - 89

When the girl looked to the ground and saw her ear, she exploded in rage. When had a soul formation cultivator ever had to endure such pain?

She instantly shot out thousands of arrows towards Zhou Fan. Each and every one of them had power comparable, if not higher, to the previous arrows.

Instead of dodging the arrows like last time, Zhou Fan flicked out with a finger and shot an enormous wave of tumbling wind towards the volley of arrows. The arrows that were heading for Zhou Fan flew in random directions away from him.

The girl, who didn't expect such a defensive move, was stunned. As she stood there stunned, three of the arrows Zhou Fan sent back coincidently flew straight at her body. By the time she noticed them, it was too late. The arrows pierced her stomach, leg, and arm, flying her back into the ground.

Zhou Fan quickly made sure she was alive before he continued standing in the air, waiting for the rest of the soul formation cultivators.

He didn't have to wait long before 5 more people appeared in front of him. Each and every one gave off a pressure that screamed soul formation.

Seeing the destruction that Zhou Fans battle caused, along with the passed out celestials, the new arrivals felt an extreme amount of vigilance.

However, they didn't speak to Zhou Fan. They simply stared at him until three more people showed up. The three people also gave off the pressure of a soul formation realm cultivator.

With a quick look, Zhou Fan was able to tell their strengths. The strongest was a young looking man with the strength of a tenth level soul formation expert. Although he looked young, it was clear to Zhou Fan that he was the oldest of the bunch.

The young looking man took a step forward and spoke out. "Who are you and what do you want?"

He said those words with a solemn tone of voice. After all, there was a completely unknown threat of unknown strength and it was at their doorsteps. In some ways, such a thing was even more fearsome than if the dragon king himself showed up.

A million ideas started to go on in Zhou Fan's head after hearing the question. Although he could continue his current act, there was a better solution. Such a solution was able to pressure every existence within the Zhou World to increase their strength as much as possible.

Otherwise, there would only be oppression and tyranny from the few groups who held power. With a threat to all living beings, tyranny could be avoided and all could grow to their fullest potential.

No talent would be killed in fear of them growing too much, but helped even further to reach their fullest in the fastest time.

As Zhou Fan continued to think of the idea, he could only consider it full of pros and with only a single con. That con would be the deaths that would need to happen to cause fear. However, Zhou Fan was more than willing to sacrifice the few for the benefit of the many.

As he came to the conclusion that the idea would be the best possible plan, Zhou Fan put it into action.

"Are you truly curious who I am? Can you handle the truth of my identity?" Zhou Fan asked in a sinister tone. He said it with a rough voice that gave a chill to all who heard it.

"What do you mean? I asked who you are!" The young looking man commanded.

"Fine. Don't say I didn't give you a chance. You could have died peacefully." Zhou Fan said in the same voice as before.

As the eight figures wondered who he could possibly be and why he would possibly say that, Zhou fan grabbed his face. Much to everyone's astonishment, he began pulling on it. Then he pulled it harder and harder until his entire face came off like a mask.

Every single celestial shivered in fear at what they saw. Fear could be seen on their faces as they looked at Zhou Fan. Instead of the face that they once saw, they now saw a skull.

An empty skull with a green light as his eyes. The skeletal face then donned a robe and a scythe without anyone understanding how. The robe was pitch black and the scythe was eerily silver along with its black handle.

"I am death. I am the end. I have come for you and your people." Said Zhou Fan in his new outfit.

His voice rang across not only the entire celestial lands, but the entire Zhou World. The sinister and evil voice woke both Anna and the dragon king up from their seclusion, and alerted the monkey king.

As for the cultivators looking at Zhou Fan, they nearly sh*t their pants. As they were shivering from fear, Zhou Fan appeared above one of their heads and slashed down with his scythe. Death Qi covered the entire thing and even covered the entirety of Zhou Fan.

Due to the fact that the person he chose wasn't paying full attention, his scythe cut through the girl's body from shoulder to waist. Since she was a cultivator, a normal cut like that wouldn't be able to fully kill her in an instant. Unfortunately, Zhou Fan had slashed with Death Qi. She died within seconds of being cut.

In fact, even a slight nick would result in a soul formation cultivator losing their life. Zhou Fan felt bad for the person, but he needed to make them fear him or the charade wouldn't work.

As the other cultivators saw their friend and colleague get instantly killed, they scrambled away like rats. The girl Zhou Fan killed earlier was at the 6th level of nascent soul. The fact that she was killed without resistance was enough to make even the most battle hardened person present run away.

Of course, Zhou Fan wasn't going to let them go like that. He once again moved above another person and killed them in the same exact way.

He was about to kill another celestial, but a loud voice followed by an immense attack interrupted him.

"STOP!"