the reputation of the Duanmu clan echoed across the continent.Although many fewer people now live in the Dumu family's clan, older cultivators still remember that the Dumu family is not to be provoked...As soon as the sound came out, heaven and earth seemed to respond in unison. The dark clouds that had just appeared quickly dissipated under this sound, replaced by bright sunshine.

As for the strong wind, it disappeared without a trace, as if it had never happened.

And though the Storm Swords all charged towards Fang Chen, they dissipated instantly when they were three zhang away from him.

Such a strange scene left everyone present speechless.

Did the other party just vanish with a word

They looked to Marco, but he was also dumbfounded. His divine powers seemed to be rejected by heaven and earth, unable to function and dissipating on their own.

How is this possible How could I suddenly be rejected by heaven and earth

"Wait! Being ostracized by heaven and earth"

He suddenly realized something, staring at Fang Chen with a look of terror on his face.

And Fang Chen was also looking at him at this moment, and suddenly said lightly, "Don't you kneel down"

As soon as these words left his mouth, Marco felt a sudden weight crushing down on him, an irresistible force that slammed him to the ground. He instinctively knelt before Fang Chen!

Bang!

A tremendous roar of voices echoed throughout the entire street, heavily pounding against the hearts of everyone present.

Weird! Too weird!

Who is this young man before us! He even has the Sect Leader of Fang Tianzong kneeling before him.

Markos wanted to speak, but found himself as if he were dumb.

At this moment, he was even more certain of the man's identity before him, and his expression was utterly desperate.

It's over, I've met a real person.

The young man with yellow hair, though frightened by the scene, saw the sect master kneeling on the ground. His subconscious loyalty still made him speak instinctively: "D-d-dare! Our Sect Master, he is... represents the god Fang!"

Upon hearing this, Marco's despair deepened, and he didn't know how to express himself.

He wished he could tear his yellow-haired disciple in half! He had no eye for detail! How did you manage to get to this point!

"Who is the representative of the gods"

Fang Chen sneered coldly: "Then ask your sect master, did I agree"

After the sound fell, Marco could speak again.

He didn't have time to care about Huang Mao, that idiot. He immediately kowtowed to Fang Chen repeatedly, shouting in a tense and fearful voice: "Greetings! Greetings, Divine Fang!"

At this moment, the wide street seemed to have stopped time. Everyone stood there, staring blankly at Fang Chen.

"After an unknown amount of time, someone finally reacted and instinctively asked, “Lord Fang Did I hear that right Did Master Ma call that person Lord Fang”

"You heard that too So did I."

"Could he be Fang Shen"

"Indeed, how else could Fang Shen achieve such magical powers of speaking his words into reality Even Master Ma is like that, isn't he"

"Didn't Fangshen leave the Heavenly Spirit Realm"

"Stupid! Won't Fang Shen come back"

The crowd was abuzz, and many seemed unable to accept this fact.

But some people reacted quickly, since even Marco Polo said the person in front of them was Fang Shen, there's absolutely no mistake!

Thump!

Many people knelt down immediately, and the other party prostrated themselves in a respectful manner: "Greetings to Lord Fang!"

Although others reacted a little slower, they quickly regained their composure and immediately knelt down to perform the kowtow.

Even the disciples of Fang Tianzong knelt down and kowtowed.

For a moment, the cries of "Greetings, gods!" echoed throughout the entire street and into the city itself.

All the people in town were ecstatic, their divine general had returned.

Only Huang Mao, the monk, was still standing on the street.

But Fang Chen also ignored him, a flash of light accompanied his body, and he returned to his true form.

Although Na Wen was seeing Fang Chen's human identity for the first time, that sense of familiarity still made her eyes turn red.

He really came back.

She wanted to call out "Young Master Fang," but seeing his cold expression, she understood that she had already displeased him. Even if she called out his name, he wouldn't be happy.

Seeing Fang Chen's human form, and the respectful demeanor of others, any remaining doubts I had vanished.

Because Fang Chen's identity as a member of the human race has long been no secret, this identity combined with the divine power he displayed already explains everything.

But at this moment, besides excitement, they also had a deep fear, because Fang Chen's expression was not good-looking, and his eyes flickered with cold.

He said, "I ask you again, who promised you to found the so-called Fangtian Sect"

All disciples of the Fangtian Sect trembled in their bodies, at a loss.

"Well then Master Mazong, as the head of a sect, shouldn't you answer"

Fang Chen looked at Marco Sha and said coldly.

Markosha was called out by Fang Chen. He could no longer pretend to be ignorant. He looked at Nawen in the distance and said, "Yes! It's what the Saintess said! She said she is the woman of the God of Fang! The God of Fang also agreed to let her establish a sect! That's why I agreed to establish the Fangtian Sect!"

Fang Chen remained silent, looking at Na Wen and asking, "Is that so"

Nana wanted to deny it, but she couldn't.

As Marcus said, it is pretty much the same.

Fang Chen sighed softly upon hearing this. Could people really change He didn't blame Na Wen after all, this was only natural. Who could resist the allure of status, wealth, and fame

He should not have acted as he did, bullying the weak in the Heavenly Spirit Realm. Just from what people whispered, one could see their fear when they mentioned him. It was clear that many had suffered his abuse in the past.

Although he wasn't a good person, he couldn't let others exploit his reputation like this.

Therefore, this Heaven-Splitting Sect absolutely cannot be left, and it must not appear again.

He stared coldly at Marco, saying: “As the head of a sect, you can’t even control your own subordinates, and you have tarnished my reputation. You deserve to die.”

"I!"

Markos was about to introduce himself, but his body suddenly exploded with a loud bang.

A cultivator at the One Generation Spirit Sea Realm died like that, which left the disciples of Fang Tianzong dumbfounded.

But Fang Chen's methods were far more than that. He held the Palm Heaven Bell gently and swung it, causing the space and time to twist and turn for a moment. Immediately afterwards, tens of thousands of Spirit Race cultivators suddenly appeared in the void.

They were all dressed in uniform, they were all from the Fangtian Sect. Fang Chen was using the Zhantian Bell to summon them from all corners of Tianling.

This is precisely the terrifying aspect of the Zhantian Ling. No matter where you hide, as long as you are within the Tianling Domain, there is no escape.

All those who were summoned were dumbfounded. They were enjoying the benefits that came with their sect's reputation in various parts of the Heavenly Spirit Realm. How could they suddenly appear here

And when they looked out onto the street, they saw that all the spirits within the city were bowing down to one person, but that person was not of their elven kind, but rather human in appearance.

Humans and so on!

Many people reacted! They immediately descended from the void! And they bowed down with everyone else.

Some people did not react, looking at the scene with suspicion.

Fang Chen frowned and said, "Don't you know manners"

As soon as the voice fell, they suddenly felt a thousand pounds of weight on their bodies! Unable to maintain their levitation state any longer, they crashed to their knees and wailed in agony!

Those quick-witted cultivators couldn't help but feel a sense of relief at the sight.

There will be 4 updates tomorrow.d until later.Back in Luotianyu, the day after the Jiuzhou Conference ended.Fang Chen jumped up in alarm, only to find himself in a room.Wanting to move but it would tug at the wounds, that's when I r...