Chapter 584 - 169: Who’s Crazier? A Gift of Body Tempering Holy Medicine

For a brief moment, the world fell deathly silent. Even the wind seemed to have frozen. As if by unspoken agreement, the eyes of everyone present locked onto the young man in martial attire, unblinking. With their sharp Divine Senses, they scanned the area and found Chu Fan’s aura fluctuations completely exposed—he was at the Third Heaven of Divine Power Realm. But how could a Demon Suppression Guard at the Third Heaven of Divine Power Realm kill a terrifying Demon Puppet, one whose power was comparable to an expert of the Bright Heart Realm? The Ghost Bone Elder’s Demon Puppet was now nothing more than a pile of scattered white bones... Its skull had been smashed to pieces! Everyone stared at the scene in silence. It was... really taken apart! This was no ordinary defeat. It was a violent, almost barbaric dismantling! The Demon Puppet’s bones were as hard as a Spirit Soldier, nearly impossible for ordinary blades to harm. Yet now, they were like porcelain shattered by a naughty child, scattered in fragments across the ground... What was even more chilling was that the Fierce Ghosts and Evil Spirits sealed within the Demon Puppet seemed to have been utterly pulverized by an unimaginably berserk power, leaving not even a wisp of a remnant soul to be found! And all of this had happened in just the span of a few breaths! The wind blew, stirring up clouds of grayish-white bone dust. A bone-chilling cold that seemed to pierce right to the marrow filled the air. Wang Yiyi gripped her long spear, her beautiful eyes wide with disbelief. A flicker of unconcealable shock flashed through Princess Zhaohua’s normally placid, cold eyes. Even Li Qingcang, who had stood with his hands clasped behind his back like a transcendent being above mortal affairs, couldn’t help but stare intently at Chu Fan. His brow furrowed slightly, as if he were replaying the scene over and over in his mind. He couldn’t fathom what kind of lost Secret Technique a Divine Power Realm Martial Artist could have used to cross such a vast gap in Realms and achieve something so heaven-defying. Chu Fan might have used a Profound Weapon to sever the connection between the Ghost Bone Elder and the Demon Puppet, but the puppet’s inherent power was still terrifying. Even an Acupoint Realm expert would have been facing certain death. But for someone at the Third Heaven of Divine Power Realm... The whole thing was utterly and completely inconceivable! These days in Qing Province, Chu Fan’s name was on everyone’s lips, discussed in every street and alley. Storytellers, spittle flying with excitement, were still regaling audiences with tales of how Chu Fan had foiled the Moon Worship Sect’s plot in Cyan Yang Ancient City. Li Qingcang, Wang Yiyi, and the others had, of course, heard these stories. But to geniuses like them, who stood at the pinnacle of Qing Province’s younger generation, Chu Fan’s so-called "fame" was largely overblown and beneath their notice. Yet today, they had witnessed this bizarre, unfathomable event with their own eyes! Li Qingcang thought back to when he himself was at the Third Heaven of Divine Power Realm... Back then, even if he had been wielding a High-Grade Profound Weapon, he would have faced certain death against a Demon Puppet comparable to the Bright Heart Realm! "Junior... you... are... looking... for... DEATH—!!" In the brief moment of their shock, a furious roar suddenly erupted, so powerful it sent ripples through the very air. The Ghost Bone Elder was engulfed in black energy that roiled around him like boiling water. In an instant, he transformed into a cloud of thick, foul smoke, reeking of nauseating blood, and lunged at Chu Fan like a madman. His killing intent was monstrous! That Demon Puppet had cost him decades of painstaking effort. It was one of the most powerful puppets in his arsenal. A combatant at the Bright Heart Realm level was an extremely valuable Bottom Card, even in a Cultivation Realm teeming with experts. It was not something to be deployed lightly. He only possessed five such Demon Puppets in total! ’To think it was torn apart by this junior like a chicken carcass, with no chance of repair...’ ’How could this not drive the Ghost Bone Elder to the brink of madness?’ "I will rip out your soul! I will render your bones! I will make you beg for life and pray for death!!" The vicious curses, each word like a dagger to the heart, rode on the roiling black smoke! Sensing the foul wind and killing intent rushing toward him, Chu Fan didn’t hesitate for a second. He turned and fled, showing no intention of staying to fight! "Old man, not so fast." A crisp, feminine cry suddenly cut through the air. Wang Yiyi’s figure shot forward like a streaking meteor. Her speed was astounding; though she moved second, she arrived first, forcefully positioning herself between Chu Fan and the Ghost Bone Elder to block his path! With her long hair flying and her aura sharp and heroic, she gave her long spear a sudden shake. The tip erupted in a light as brilliant as the midday sun, illuminating half the sky. "Your opponent is me—Wang Yiyi!" Before the words had even left her lips, she flicked her wrist, and the momentum of her spear changed dramatically. "Dragon’s Roar!" A clear cry rang through the heavens. The spear struck out like a dragon, its power unstoppable. The brilliant light of the spear twisted and warped in mid-air, actually forming into a crimson dragon. Wreathed in a terrifying gale that threatened to shred all creation, it roared and charged toward the black smoke thirty feet away. The might of this strike could shake heaven and earth! Had it struck a solid target, it would have razed a small mountain to the ground, leaving nothing but dust! However, the black smoke that was the Ghost Bone Elder did not meet the attack head-on. POOF! With a muffled pop, just as the spear’s light was about to strike, the black smoke bizarrely burst apart. It split into two smaller clouds of mist that shot out to the sides like a pair of slippery snakes, narrowly and cunningly dodging the incomparably tyrannical attack. "Hm?" Wang Yiyi’s brow furrowed. She was surprised that her attack had missed, and her expression grew more solemn. With her Divine Sense locked firmly upon him, her opponent should have had no way to evade. What was even stranger was that according to her senses, the two clouds of black smoke had identical auras. It was impossible to tell which was real and which was false—both exuded the Ghost Bone Elder’s presence! ’A Clone Skill?’ ’Or an Illusion Technique?’