Invincible starts with predatory terms

Elder Qunshan smiled slightly and said, "Oh? You are confident in your current strength and inheritance, but perhaps my strength surpasses what you know."

His gaze turned to Li Ling'er and Li Changsheng, seemingly assessing their potential, trying to shake Yang Fan's conviction.

Yang Fan felt slightly uneasy, but the conviction in his heart grew even stronger: "In any case, I have other plans for my disciples' growth."

Just as the two sides were deadlocked, Li Ling'er gently tugged on Yang Fan's sleeve, whispering a reminder: "Master, this aura is strange, be careful of illusions."

Her words were like a warning bell, instantly clearing Yang Fan's mind. He calmed his mind, and sure enough, he realized that he seemed to have been subjected to some kind of bewilderment.

Relying on his firm will and the trust between him and his disciples, Yang Fan broke free from the shackles of the illusion.

He took a deep breath and calmly said to the elder, who was slowly becoming anxious, "Elder, we appreciate your kindness, but my disciples and I have our own choices."

Yang Fan concentrated and held his breath, watching the oncoming beast intently, the magic sword in his hand flashing with the light of the Thunder Four Styles Heart Sutra.

"Come on!"

Yang Fan said to himself in a low voice, while urging the power granted by the Heavenly Mandate Plunder System.

He could feel the power in the system jumping endlessly, waiting for the opportunity to vent.

Just as the Giant Spirit Mammoth approached, Yang Fan finally moved.

His figure turned into a phantom, and the power of thunder accompanied his swift sword momentum,劈向 the Giant Spirit Mammoth.

In an instant, light and thunder intertwined,劈落 on the beast's forehead, and a loud noise resounded through the valley.

The elder narrowed his eyes slightly, watching Yang Fan's every move, but had no intention of intervening, just shaking his head faintly, seemingly assessing something.

Although Yang Fan's sword cut through the Giant Spirit Mammoth's skin and flesh, the force of the backlash also made him breathe rapidly.

Li Ling'er immediately stepped forward, forming a hand seal and casting the Divine Wood Healing Technique. Green light surrounded Yang Fan, causing his injuries to heal at a visible speed.

"Thank you, Ling'er."

Yang Fan smiled slightly at Li Ling'er and quickly swallowed an Spirit Qi Pill, greatly accelerating the recovery of the Spiritual Qi in his body.

He stood up again, his eyes firm.

"Master, be careful behind you!"

Li Changsheng suddenly said, having already drawn his sword to guard the surroundings. Not far away, several beasts also poured out of the valley, their roars seeming to tear the surrounding air apart.

Yang Fan knew that this was no small test, and also realized that this was a good opportunity to temper his disciples.

"You are responsible for the left and right flanks! I will block the front!"

Yang Fan arranged for his disciples, his tone full of trust.

Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er responded in unison and immediately took action.

Li Changsheng leaped lightly, his long sword waving like a whirlwind, while Li Ling'er skillfully cast spells, using the vegetation of the valley to restrain the beasts.

Yang Fan once again faced the impact of the beast horde, his swordsmanship becoming more and more skilled, the Thunder Four Styles turning into countless sword lights, forcing back the rampaging beasts.

With each swing of the sword, Yang Fan felt not only the power of the Heavenly Mandate Sword, but also the improvement in his control of power. Time slowly passed in the fierce battle. In this test, Yang Fan, Li Changsheng, and Li Ling'er cooperated with each other, trusting each other, and their respective potential and courage were tempered.

This was also a growth for Yang Fan. He knew that this battle was not just for victory, but also for the unwavering belief in his heart.

In the distance, Elder Qunshan remained silent, only observing in secret how the three of them would respond to this challenge.

His eyes revealed deep thought, and the entire valley gradually returned to calm, the aftermath of the battle slowly dissipating into the air.

The valley in front of Yang Fan, Li Changsheng, and Li Ling'er seemed particularly quiet, as if no great battle had just taken place.

Yang Fan sheathed his sword, breathing slightly, and looked gratefully at his two disciples, a trace of pride and warmth flashing in his eyes.

"It seems that this cultivation was still very rewarding, Master."

Li Ling'er smiled playfully, a trace of fatigue in her gentle eyes, but more of a sense of accomplishment. Yang Fan nodded and said with a smile, "You and Changsheng both did very well, and there are still many things I need to learn."

After speaking, he looked around with a slightly solemn expression and whispered, "But don't relax your vigilance, there may be even greater challenges ahead."

At this time, Li Changsheng was busy clearing the battlefield. He quickly walked to Yang Fan's side and added seriously, "Master is right, we cannot take it lightly."

Before he finished speaking, a soul-shaking roar suddenly came from the depths of the valley. The three of them changed color and looked up, and a huge Wrathful Sky Mammoth slowly emerged from the shadows.

Its huge body shone with a cold light in the moonlight, and its violent aura made people feel fear.

"This is not simple."

Yang Fan felt the powerful pressure and quickly released his full aura, reminding his two disciples: "Be careful! Changsheng, you are responsible for restraining its attacks, Ling'er, use your Divine Wood Holy Art to support!"

Li Changsheng immediately concentrated and nimbly dodged the Wrathful Sky Mammoth's strikes.

He was single-minded, as if he had become one with everything around him, and the long sword in his hand danced as unpredictably as lightning.

Li Ling'er stood behind, raising her hands, the green light of the Divine Wood Holy Art flowing, constantly injecting new power into Yang Fan.

The Wrathful Sky Mammoth was aggressive, wielding its pillar-like trunk, and its chaotic impact made the ground tremble. Yang Fan did not retreat in the face of such a ferocious enemy. He took a deep breath and operated the Heavenly Mandate Sword, the sword light like thunder, slashing at the Wrathful Sky Mammoth's huge body like a storm.

However, this behemoth was thick-skinned and fleshy, and Yang Fan could not succeed for a while. Yang Fan could feel the loss of physical strength, but Li Ling'er's support revitalized him.

Finally, he once again operated the Heavenly Mandate Plunder System, and his body seemed to be injected with infinite power.

Seeing the Wrathful Sky Mammoth attacking again, Yang Fan took advantage of the situation to leap up, the sword light breaking through the Wrathful Sky Mammoth's defense, and directly attacking its vitals in an imperceptible gap.

The Wrathful Sky Mammoth let out a wail, its huge body crashing to the ground, the ground stirring up a cloud of dust.

The three stopped at the same time, feeling the tranquility that gradually permeated the air. Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er smiled at each other, confident in their hearts: Through this battle, they not only understood each other's strengths and weaknesses better, but also understood the meaning of being Yang Fan's disciples.

Yang Fan retracted his magic sword and looked back at his disciples, an infinite expectation for the future surging in his heart.

This victory was not only a tempering of strength, but also planted a firm belief in his heart—to protect their growth until the end of the world.