Ziyang Palace, the Ziyang Continent: “How is that possible? Senior Brother Zi Dongyang was nailed to the ground. How could that possibly happen?” “Senior Brother Zi Dongyang lost. He lost even after executing his supreme sword Dao. This is unbelievable!” Countless disciples saw Zi Dongyang nailed to the ground by a spear. Their souls trembled. Some staggered, nearly collapsing. They couldn’t believe it: the most brilliant prodigy of Ziyang Palace in a thousand years—defeated. Worse, humiliated. The eyes of their elders, high elders, and even Void Immortal Supremes contracted violently. Faces turned pale. Horror spread across their expressions. They understood Zi Dongyang too well. Even though Chen Fan had defeated Zi Dongyang at the Road of Ancient Monuments, they hadn’t taken it seriously. The clash at the Road of Ancient Monuments wasn’t a clash in the truest sense. They believed that if Chen Fan and Zi Dongyang fought with their true strength, the latter would win. Seeing him pinned to the earth, they felt like they were dreaming. Could this truly be the same Zi Dongyang? Meanwhile, the True Martial Academy watched the scene unfold, excitement lighting up their faces. “As expected of Chen Fan. No one can take him down!” “Zi Dongyang is the most outstanding prodigy of the Ziyang Continent, right? And now? Nailed like a dog. I’d pay to see the faces of those Ziyang bastards.” “Hahahaha, need we guess? They probably look like they just swallowed shit!” “Hmph, they plotted together to wipe out our continent’s people. So many people died tragically in their hands. Even our sect’s Ye Junshan and Dong Huangchen died. There’s no justice unless we kill every last one of them!” “I was worried that we won’t be able to exact revenge when they failed in their first counterattack. Watching this, my blood is boiling. I wish I could be there with them to slaughter these people and make a river of blood flow.” They had buried this rage deep inside for too long. When Chen Fan’s group failed to retaliate the first time, it had nearly crushed them. But now, seeing these people of the Clean-up Alliance being killed left and right, their pent-up frustrations were finally vented. Many people from the Tianwu Continent had died tragically at the hands of the alliance. They had been elite prodigies from major sects, and among them were the True Martial Academy’s Ye Junshan and Huang Dongchen. These two people were the prodigies of the main peaks. Had they lived, they might’ve reached the threshold of immortality. Nailed to the ground, Zi Dongyang screamed miserably. He had never suffered such serious injuries and such humiliation since he rose to prominence. This simply left him ashamed and furious. He was Zi Dongyang, an unmatched pride of heaven, yet he had been nailed like a dog. What utter humiliation! ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel⁂fire.net But no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t escape. The Heaven Piercing Spear continuously emitted a terrifying force, tearing through him from the inside. Every moment brought waves of pain. “You’ve lost, Zi Dongyang. Anything left to say?” Chen Fan stood proudly in the air, emitting an indescribable aura. Even a peak Lesser Legendary realm expert would feel a chill in their heart. There had never been a middle-stage Lesser Legendary realm martial artist with such a terrifying aura. “Ahhh, I haven’t lost yet, I still haven’t lost!” Zi Dongyang’s eyes were crimson. He kept mustering strength inside him, trying to break free and engage Chen Fan in another fierce fight. However, everything was firmly suppressed by the Heaven Piercing Spear. “Hmph, it seems like you have nothing else to say. No matter. Your life ends here. From the moment you hunted my senior brothers and sisters, and severed my senior brother’s arm, your fate was sealed.” Ice-cold killing intent flickered in Chen Fan’s eyes. Zi Dongyang had pursued his senior brothers and sisters and severed Jian Qi’s left arm. If Chen Fan and Di Chen hadn’t arrived in time, the outcome would’ve been unimaginable. This grudge had to be paid back with Zi Dongyang’s life. “Ah, I haven’t lost. I am Zi Dongyang, break for me!” Zi Dongyang roared furiously, continuously emitting terrifying power. Then, he destroyed the Heaven Piercing Spear. “Hmm?” Chen Fan raised his eyebrow, secretly remarking to himself that Zi Dongyang was truly worthy of being a peerless monster. He was indeed boundlessly powerful. Even in that state, he broke free. But Chen Fan wouldn’t give him a second chance. Several Heaven Piercing Spears manifested in the air in an instant. Before Zi Dongyang could escape, he was nailed to the ground again, his blood flowing out furiously. “Ahhh...” He screamed miserably. “Die!” Chen Fan showed no mercy. One final spear fell from above, piercing through Zi Dongyang’s skull and driving into the earth. “Senior Brother Zi Dongyang!” Across the Ziyang Palace—disciples, elders, even the palace master—all went pale. Watching Zi Dongyang die so brutally drained their strength. Many nearly collapsed. The most outstanding pride of heaven of their Ziyang Palace in a thousand years died tragically just like that. Naturally, Chen Fan had no interest in what the Ziyang Palace was feeling. After killing Zi Dongyang, he didn’t pause. Like a ferocious tiger unleashed from the mountains, he charged straight toward the remaining members of the alliance. “Don’t kill me, please spare my life!” The Clean-up Alliance’s side had completely collapsed. Facing the attacks from Chen Fan and the others, they were like sheep waiting to be slaughtered. Many screamed, begged, and tried to flee. Unfortunately, it was useless. A blood debt had to be repaid in blood. The people of the Yunluo and Fengmo continents were also scared out of their minds. They had lost all will to fight. They had allied with the Clean-up Alliance to plunder immortal affinity. Now, not only had they gained nothing, but they were about to lose their lives. They wanted to escape even more than the alliance members now. They struggled frantically, trying to break free from their opponents and flee from this slaughter field. “Ah!” Another miserable cry that shook the heavens rang out. It came from the Greater Legendary realm powerhouses’ battlefield. Luo Hao, weakest among the three, had been split in half at the waist by Huang Wuji. His blood spilled into the air. Huang Wuji stomped on the void. A terrifying force struck Luo Hao’s two halves and made it explode, turning it into a mist of blood. With the fall of a Greater Legendary realm powerhouse, the defeat of the Clean-up Alliance was complete.