Invincible starts with predatory terms

“Is that all you've got?”

Yang Fan smiled coldly, his words laced with mockery.

But deep down, he braced himself for the impending clash.

Unexpectedly, a flicker of madness flashed in Chen Hai's eyes.

He gritted his teeth and from his storage ring flew out a Thunderflame Pill, brimming with potent spiritual energy.

Without hesitation, he swallowed it, his body instantly enveloped in thunderflame.

His spiritual power erupted, and his aura soared to the eighth level of the Thunder Dao.

“So that's how it is…”

Yang Fan muttered to himself, watching his opponent's sudden surge in power.

He knew this battle was of utmost importance.

Sensing the violent fluctuations in the air, Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er unconsciously held their breaths, and the atmosphere became incredibly tense.

Yang Fan stared at the berserk Chen Hai, turning his fighting spirit into a tangible force, ready to face the challenge of fate.

This was not only for his own growth but also to protect the people beside him.

Amidst the surging thunder and lightning, his mind was as clear as a mirror, unwavering.

With a few light steps, Yang Fan ascended into the air, spiritual energy exploding around him.

Inside a stone chamber one early morning, Yang Fan's gaze was steady and resolute as he stood on the stone seat, watching Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er sitting cross-legged.

The two were currently in meditation, their spiritual power flowing slowly like streams, forming a complete and full cycle.

“Your progress is quite good,”

Yang Fan nodded slightly, “However, the following cultivation will be even more arduous.

Within half a month, we must each reach a completely new realm.”

Li Changsheng opened his eyes, his face firm: “Master, I understand.

No matter how difficult, I will persevere to the end.” His words carried no hesitation, the belief in his eyes burning like a torch.

Li Ling'er also chimed in: “I will definitely work hard and live up to your expectations.”

Yang Fan felt a trace of relief, gratified by his disciples' determination, and deeply aware that this trust was a responsibility on his shoulders.

He turned around and began to guide the two into a deeper cultivation of their mental techniques.

Time quietly passed as Yang Fan focused on seclusion in the stone chamber, using the Heavenly Fate Plunder System to assist his cultivation every day, constantly refining and sublimating the spiritual power within his body.

As his cultivation gradually approached a bottleneck, he felt the power within him accumulating bit by bit, waiting for the moment of breakthrough.

Finally, on a full moon night, the spiritual power around Yang Fan's body fluctuated violently, almost causing the entire stone chamber to tremble slightly.

Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er were awakened by this powerful aura, holding their breath and focusing on their master.

“It's done!”

Yang Fan shouted softly, and the spiritual power around him suddenly stabilized, climbing to a new height.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling the power surging like rivers within him; everything became incomparably clear.

Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er revealed expressions of admiration, knowing that this was a breakthrough in opening the meridians, meaning that Yang Fan's strength had reached a new level.

The next day, new instructions came from within the sect: the Bronze Puppet Ancient Path was about to open.

For Yang Fan and his disciples, this was both an excellent opportunity and a considerable challenge.

“We must go all out,”

Yang Fan said to Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er, his voice without a trace of hesitation, “This is not just for our own growth, but also to prove ourselves.”

At dusk, the sky before the Ancient Path was dyed with a layer of brilliant color.

Yang Fan led his disciples towards the Bronze Puppet Ancient Path, draped in an unwavering determination, as if to deeply engrave this moment into the long scroll of fate.

On the morning of the third day after Yang Fan's breakthrough, he stood on the edge of a cliff, gazing far into the landscape of the entire Southern Domain.

He closed his eyes, feeling the spiritual energy flowing between heaven and earth, and finally understood his responsibility and goals.

He recalled the message passed down within the sect—the trial of the Bronze Puppet Ancient Path, which was not only a challenge for himself but also a test for Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er.

Yang Fan slowly walked towards the sect's training ground, where Li Changsheng diligently practiced his mental techniques every day.

Before him, Li Changsheng sat cross-legged, his eyes tightly closed, focusing on his breathing, as if merging with heaven and earth.

His brow was slightly furrowed, sweat trickling from his forehead, but a faint smile played on his lips.

Yang Fan quietly approached, not interrupting, but standing there silently, observing his disciple's cultivation progress.

After a while, Li Changsheng sensed the change in aura, opened his eyes, and found his master watching him.

He immediately stood up and bowed slightly: “Master, this disciple is diligently comprehending the mental techniques, striving to consolidate his cultivation before the trial of the Bronze Puppet Ancient Path.”

Yang Fan nodded, gently patted Li Changsheng's shoulder, “You've done well. A strong foundation in mental techniques will allow you to advance further in the future.

Remember, never rush for quick success; steady progress is the right path.”

At this moment, Li Ling'er approached from the direction of the pill room, holding a newly refined pill in her hands, a confident smile on her face.

“Master, look, this is the Qi Condensation Pill I just refined. I am confident that it can help us improve our spiritual power during the trial!”

Yang Fan took the pill, examined it carefully, and revealed a satisfied expression.

“Ling'er, your alchemy has made great progress. This Qi Condensation Pill is quite pure. If used properly, it will become a powerful aid to you in the trial,” Yang Fan encouraged, his eyes full of praise.

After this period of cultivation and preparation, Yang Fan became increasingly confident in his disciples. As he had anticipated, they gradually demonstrated their respective potential. Thus, he decided to lead them to face the long-awaited challenges in three days.

Three days later, the fragrance of the early morning mixed with a faint mist, and the Heavenly Dao Sect group was ready to depart.

Yang Fan led Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er to the entrance of the Bronze Puppet Ancient Path, behind them the expectant gazes of many within the sect. This trial ground was a place full of opportunities and dangers for all cultivators in the Southern Domain. Yang Fan turned to look at his disciples, his gaze earnest and firm, “Remember, we walk on this path not only to prove ourselves but also to protect the people and the world we care about in the future. Therefore, do not be afraid; just go all out.”

Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er both nodded in response, their eyes full of determination and longing for the future. In this mysterious ancient path, Yang Fan led his disciples, stepping into the unknown ahead, ready to accept the baptism of fate.

On the trial field, the Qi Condensation Pill held by Li Ling'er flickered with subtle spiritual energy fluctuations, and the surrounding air seemed to faintly vibrate with an unusual energy.

Yang Fan stood not far away, his eyes deep and sharp, his inner thoughts complex.

“Master, this spiritual energy fluctuation… seems to be stronger than I imagined.”

Li Ling'er looked up at Yang Fan, her face showing confidence but also a hint of doubt. Yang Fan nodded slightly, a gratified smile on his face, “This is all the result of your hard work, Ling'er.”