Invincible starts with predatory terms

Li Ling'er exhaled a breath. She surveyed her surroundings, filled with the wreckage of utter devastation.

These, which were once the enemies' gathering threats, were now like fleeting clouds.

She looked back at Yang Fan, her eyes shining with determination. She thought, "Following Master's footsteps, we will surely be invincible."

"Master, rest assured."

Li Changsheng nodded in response, his voice as steady as a mountain. After being tempered by many battles, he was already able to remain calm like Yang Fan.

Yang Fan revealed an approving smile on his face, "Good, then you shall handle the remaining remnants of the enemy."

The two disciples accepted the order. Li Ling'er's figure transformed into a gust of wind, the force beneath her feet howling as she flashed like lightning towards those stubborn enemies.

She murmured softly, "These people still haven't given up? Then I'll make them understand completely that we are unshakeable."

Li Changsheng, on the other hand, was more composed. He gripped his sword hilt, the sword light like a green dragon emerging from the sea, striking directly at the enemy's weaknesses. Under his leadership, the enemy's counterattack was no different than hitting a rock with an egg.

Changsheng whispered, "Every sword strike is the power Master taught me. This is what destiny dictates."

The power of the runes flowed between heaven and earth, the powerful array diagram controlled flawlessly by Yang Fan.

Li Ling'er retracted her spiritual light, her brow revealing unconcealed pride. Yang Fan nodded approvingly, looking at her and Changsheng, "Not bad, well done."

They smiled at each other, their eyes full of trust and the experience of cooperation.

A trace of comfort arose in Yang Fan's heart. The growth of his disciples gave him a sense of reassurance that he was not fighting alone.

"The next task is to sweep away these sects."

Yang Fan raised his head and looked into the distance, where even more storms awaited their conquest.

"Yes!"

Li Ling'er and Li Changsheng said in unison, their hearts already moving forward together with Yang Fan's steps. With the complete annihilation of Dan Huang Valley, Yang Fan began planning how to deal with those sects that harbored hostility towards him.

He knew that every battle was a trial given to him by the Heavenly Fate Plunder System, and also paved the way for the growth of his disciples.

With the continuous arrival of victory, what surged in Yang Fan's chest was not honor, but the firm determination to protect and guide these young disciples.

He wanted to lead them to a wider world, and also ensure that they felt his presence and meaning on their way forward.

At this moment, the gentle prompt of the Heavenly Fate Plunder System sounded in his mind, "Acquired Saint-Rank martial skill 'Pegasus Meteor Fist'."

This made Yang Fan couldn't help but reveal a smile, the improvement of power was something he had been longing for.

"Changsheng, Ling'er, you must remember, never stir up trouble." Yang Fan turned around, his voice echoing like a bone-chilling wind beside the ears of all the disciples.

The two disciples nodded seriously, remembering their master's words. They understood that this journey with their master was the beginning of their path to the endless starry sky.

As the horns of the ancient battlefield gradually sounded, they all knew that the real test had just begun. And under Yang Fan's leadership, they believed they could conquer every challenge.

As time passed, Yang Fan, Li Ling'er, and Li Changsheng embarked on a new journey.

On the ruins of Dan Huang Valley, their hearts were still filled with passion and fighting spirit.

Yang Fan stood on a mountain ridge, overlooking the vast mountains and rivers. A gentle breeze brushed his face, and his thoughts were as broad as this world.

"Ling'er, Changsheng, this time our target is the Thunderclap Sect."

Yang Fan turned his gaze to the two disciples beside him, his eyes revealing determination.

Li Ling'er nodded slightly, and smiled softly, "Master, we are all ready. No matter how strong the Thunderclap Sect is, they are not our match."

"That's right! Past battles have proven that we are not afraid of any challenge."

Li Changsheng was full of confidence, his eyes flashing with anticipation.

Yang Fan nodded, feeling gratified in his heart. His gaze was like a torch, looking into the distance, the direction where the Thunderclap Sect was located.

Although this sect was known for its combat power, to Yang Fan, they were not invincible enemies.

Moreover, with the acquisition of the 'Pegasus Meteor Fist', his strength was already not what it used to be.

On the eve of their departure, Yang Fan gathered all of his disciples.

He stood in front of everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow, will be the time for us to conquer the Thunderclap Sect.

Remember, battle is not just a contest of strength, but also a competition of wisdom and courage.

We do not stir up trouble, but if the enemy forces us, we will never back down." The disciples heard this, and responded in unison: "Yes, Master!"

As night deepened, the disciples returned to their residences, preparing to welcome the upcoming battle.

Yang Fan stood alone in the courtyard, looking up at the starry sky. His heart was as calm as water, but he knew that this battle would mean another fierce baptism for himself and his disciples.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Yang Fan and his disciples were already ready to set off.

The air in the mountains was fresh, and the fragrant scent accompanied by the chirping of birds came from afar, adding a solemn atmosphere to this departure.

The group walked along the winding mountain road, the trees on both sides of the road towering into the clouds, and occasionally the low roar of wild animals came from a distance.

Li Ling'er looked curiously at the surrounding scenery, and asked softly: "Master, do we have a good chance this time?"

Yang Fan smiled slightly, his tone relaxed: "Ling'er, no matter what kind of enemy, as long as we are united, there is no hurdle we cannot overcome. Moreover, I am here."

Li Changsheng patted Li Ling'er on the shoulder, and joked: "Don't worry, no matter how strong the Thunderclap Sect is, it's just so-so, Ling'er, you have to believe in us."

Along the way, the voices of the three people sounded from time to time, their steps firm, constantly approaching their destination.

Under the leadership of Yang Fan, a carefully planned battle was about to unfold, and the Thunderclap Sect would become another important node for them to gallop across the world.

At the moment they stepped onto the battlefield, they would usher in a real test, where unknown destiny awaited their challenge.