Invincible starts with predatory terms

Yang Fan looked down at Zhao Tianxing's last struggle, his heart as calm as water.

It was as if everything was destined in the dark, and in this cycle of fate, he finally completed this fateful duel.

With the end of the final blow, Zhao Tianxing's life also turned into nothingness.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated on the battlefield, and the blue sky of the Xuanqing Sect once again appeared vast and boundless, making people yearn for it.

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Yang Fan, Li Changsheng, and Li Ling'er stood side by side, gazing at the sect that had regained its tranquility. They knew that this battle was just one step on the road to immortality.

Although the road ahead was still full of dangers, they had proven their courage and determination with practical actions today.

Defending the Xuanqing Sect was not the ultimate goal, but a new beginning.

"Let's go, the road to longevity is still long."

Yang Fan said, his voice firm, revealing a warm power.

"Yes, there are still more challenges waiting for us ahead."

Li Changsheng nodded, his eyes extremely firm.

"Yes, we will definitely reach that day."

Li Ling'er smiled slightly, her eyes filled with endless longing for the future.

In the faint morning light, their figures were no longer alone, but transformed into a solid alliance, ready to face an even more vast battle of fate.

Not long after the hearty battle at the Xuanqing Sect, Yang Fan, Li Changsheng, and Li Ling'er were sitting in a small pavilion beside the waterfall, enjoying a brief moment of tranquility.

Yang Fan closed his eyes and pondered, constantly deducing the next plan in his mind.

Li Ling'er brewed a pot of new tea for everyone. She felt a faint sense of unease in her heart, but with her personality, she preferred to share her doubts rather than remain silent.

"Master, why is the Xuan Yang Valley Ancestor suddenly provoking us so frequently? Could it be that they have some conspiracy?"

She asked tentatively, her eyes full of doubt.

"Xuan Yang Valley has always been ambitious, wanting to use the conflict with us to divert the attention of other sects. The Ancestor just wants to use us to establish his prestige."

Li Changsheng took the teacup and drank it in one gulp, his words carrying contempt for the Ancestor.

"That's right, their recent actions are indeed a bit abnormal."

Yang Fan opened his eyes, looked into the distance, and seemed to be lost in thought.

"However, they overestimated their own abilities, but underestimated us."

After saying that, Yang Fan smiled slightly, his tone full of confidence.

Just as the three were continuing their discussion, a homing pigeon flew in rapidly and landed on Yang Fan's shoulder.

Yang Fan took off the letter tube and quickly unfolded the letter paper.

As his gaze moved across the paper, his expression gradually became serious.

"What's wrong, Master?"

Li Ling'er saw the change in Yang Fan's expression and was a little worried.

"The Xuan Yang Valley Ancestor has sent me a challenge, and a decisive battle will be held at Xuantian Cliff in one month."

Yang Fan said concisely, then handed the letter paper to the two of them.

"As expected, with the Ancestor's temperament, how could he let it go?"

Li Changsheng pondered for a while, then clenched his fist, "Then we will accept the challenge!"

Yang Fan nodded, but did not show any impatience.

He already had a plan in mind.

He turned to his two disciples, his tone gentle but firm: "We must go all out in this battle. However, the Ancestor is cunning, and we must make thorough preparations."

Li Ling'er thought for a moment and said, "In that case, why don't we take this time to improve ourselves?"

Her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"You're right."

Li Ling'er said firmly.

In this quiet but crisis-ridden morning, the figures of Yang Fan, Li Changsheng, and Li Ling'er gradually disappeared into the mountain road in the distance, their hearts ignited with unparalleled fighting spirit, ready to meet the magnificent and inevitable battle of fate.

Three days later, on a sunny morning, the inner sect competition of the Xuanqing Sect was in full swing.

The disciples competed alternately in the square, their moves fierce and their energy like rainbows.

Li Ling'er and Li Changsheng sat on the viewing platform, feeling the strong atmosphere of battle.

"These disciples are improving their cultivation so quickly."

Li Changsheng said with emotion, his eyes fixed on the fierce competition in the arena.

Li Ling'er nodded, her brows slightly furrowed: "However, it is also in these competitions that we are more aware of our own shortcomings."

Li Changsheng turned to look at her, his eyes firm: "Junior Sister, we still have to continue to cultivate hard. Only in this way can we not disgrace Master's reputation in the decisive battle at Xuantian Cliff."

"Yes."

Li Ling'er took a deep breath, her eyes reflecting a resolute look, "Then let's go to Xuantian Cliff, maybe the opportunities there can allow us to go further."

After the competition, they quickly found Yang Fan and told him their thoughts.

"Ling'er, Changsheng, your decision makes me feel gratified."

Yang Fan smiled slightly, a trace of warmth flowing in his eyes, "Exploring Xuantian Cliff is also a kind of tempering. There, you may be able to feel a different kind of cultivation."

The two disciples nodded, their faces full of anticipation.

So, on the third day, just before dawn, Yang Fan led Li Ling'er and Li Changsheng on the Heavenly Mandate Divine Boat and flew towards Xuantian Cliff.

The Divine Boat drew a stream of light in the air, as if declaring the storm that the Xuanqing Sect was about to set off.

"This Xuanqing Sect is indeed extraordinary."

Among the cultivators in the distance, someone sighed.

"Isn't it?"

Another person echoed, "I want to see what kind of fame they can make at Xuantian Cliff."

Along the way, the major sects watched the Heavenly Mandate Divine Boat overtly or covertly, each with their own thoughts.

In the turbulent wind, Yang Fan stood on the Divine Boat, his eyes like torches, looking into the distance.

Li Ling'er and Li Changsheng beside him were silently adjusting their mentality, ready to meet the upcoming challenges.

Soon after, the Divine Boat hovered over Xuantian Cliff.

Yang Fan led his disciples to slowly descend, and what greeted them was the coolness of the mountain wind and the endless mystery of the vast world.

"Master, where should we start exploring?"

Li Changsheng looked at the vast and boundless world in front of him and couldn't help but ask.

Yang Fan said slowly: "There are opportunities everywhere here, but there are also hidden dangers. You must be vigilant at all times, and I will give guidance when necessary."

"Understood."

Li Ling'er and Li Changsheng said in unison, their faces full of determination.

Just as they were starting to explore, on the other side, the Valley Master of Xuan Yang Valley had already stood not far from Xuantian Cliff, standing with his hands behind his back, his expression full of arrogance.

"Yang Fan, this time is not a child's play that can be dealt with casually."

He whispered to himself, a force of pressure that could not be ignored swirling around him, ready to decide the outcome here.

And Yang Fan had already felt the tense atmosphere coming from all directions, he smiled slightly, his heart as clear as still water.

He knew that this was a battle that could not be lost, and he and his disciples were ready to face any challenge.

The sky gradually brightened, and the entire Xuantian Cliff was dyed with a faint golden color by the weak morning light.

Yang Fan stood in the wind, staring at the increasingly vigorous strange fire in the distance, his heart filled with awe.

Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er stood on his left and right, their hearts both nervous and full of anticipation.

"Master, what is that?"

Li Ling'er's voice was mixed with curiosity and a hint of unease.