From Beast Abilities to Sect Grand Master

Skin Puppet Diao used his needles and shot them at Zhang Yi Nian.

Whoosh.

The needles went through Zhang Yi Nian as he didn't even bother to dodge.

Letting them hit.

Skin Puppet Diao pulled and swung the threads, trying to smash Zhang Yi Nian to the ground.

But Zhang Yi Nian held onto the thread and reeled Skin Puppet Diao toward him instead.

Skin Puppet Diao knew he had to do something quickly.

With his body leaning back, Skin Puppet Diao tried to stop being pulled in.

He then summoned the Skin Puppets to attack Zhang Yi Nian.

Those disciples still alive quickly formed a ring surrounding Zhang Yi Nian and stopped the Skin Puppets.

Zhang Yi Nian tussled with Skin Puppet Diao for a few moments before he suddenly lunged toward Skin Puppet Diao.

Thud.

The sudden change of force caught Skin Puppet Diao by surprise.

He raised his hand and tried to stop Zhang Yi Nian's punch from hitting his face, but his hand turned into a mangled mass of flesh and bones instead.

Skin Puppet Diao quickly summoned his Skin Puppets to come and distract Zhang Yi Nian.

Boom.

With every punch, Zhang Yi Nian pulverized the Skin Puppets into a mist of black smoke.

Skin Puppet Diao looked on with his eyes wide open when he saw Zhang Yi Nian handle his Skin Puppets effortlessly.

He tried to get to the Dark Lord but couldn't.

Zhang Yi Nian swept with his legs and brought him down to the ground.

The next thing Skin Puppet Diao could see was Zhang Yi Nian's fist coming at his face.

Splatter.

The punch crashed and went through Skin Puppet Diao's skull.

Sending flesh and tissue splattering onto the ground.

The Skin Puppets dropped to the ground the next moment.
Continue your story on My Virtual Library Empire

"Yes! We are saved!"

"Next time, whoever dares to say anything bad about Physique Peak will have to face me first!"

"All hail the Physique Peak!"

The disciples cheered as they felt relief that the Skin Puppets were now motionless on the ground.

Zhang Yi Nian quickly turned his attention to the Dark Lord.

The manifestation of the Dark Lord was now looking more transparent than earlier.

Zhao Qing Ying had dealt some serious blows to the Dark Lord.

But he wasn't doing so well himself.

Blood came down the side of Zhao Qing Ying's lips as he held his hand on his chest.

Boom.

Zhang Yi Nian lunged at the Dark Lord and swapped punches with him.

Thud.

A punch hit the Dark Lord's face as Zhang Yi Nian also took one on his face.

Zhang Yi Nian's face depressed from the impact but slowly regenerated to its original form within a few moments.

He continued to trade punches with the Dark Lord.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Finally, Zhang Yi Nian's punch went through the head of the Dark Lord.

And the manifestation slowly disappeared.

The Dark Lord's time in Qing Feng Sect was up.

...

When the Dark Lord came at the Emperor, Lin Fan could see that he became much more transparent suddenly.

But it was still powerful enough for the Dark Lord's punch to give out dark crackling lightning.

Causing the seats in the spectator stands to be blown off.

The Emperor looked up in despair as the Dark Lord got closer.

Hun Yen Kun pulled the Emperor behind him in the nick of time.

Boom.

The Dark Lord punched at Hun Yen Kun, making him fly away.

Struggling to stand up again, Hun Yen Kun coughed out blood onto the ground.

The Dark Lord turned his attention to Lin Fan next.

These pesky beings.

When the Dark Lord raised his fist and it glowed with dark lightning again, Lin Fan got ready as he held his hammers tight.

The system didn't warn him of anything.

Lin Fan couldn't know how powerful the Dark Lord was, but from the blow dealt to Hun Yen Kun, the Dark Lord was much more than he could handle.

"Lin Fan, run and take the Emperor with you!" Ho Ming stepped in front of Lin Fan.

Lin Fan could see the swords in his hands shaking.

But Ho Ming stood as he prepared to delay the Dark Lord.

This was his Dao.

"What are you thinking!" Lin Fan pulled Ho Ming away and pushed him toward the Emperor.

"Take the Emperor with you."

I can't guarantee I wouldn't kill him myself if I went with the Emperor, Lin Fan thought silently as he saw the Emperor trembling in fear.

Ho Ming tried to get back to Lin Fan, but the Dark Lord had lunged at Lin Fan.

Dang!

Lin Fan tried to stop the Dark Lord with his Eight Trigram Sound Wave Strike.

But it didn't do anything.

The Dark Lord continued his trajectory as he came in front of Lin Fan.

Whoosh.

When the punch nearly hit, Lin Fan turned into a mist and went through the Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord immediately turned and tried to punch Lin Fan's neck.

Boom.

Lin Fan leaped into the air with his Chain Leap ability.

The Dark Lord also leaped up, trying to grab Lin Fan's leg.

Boom.

To his surprise, Lin Fan stepped onto the air as if it were solid ground.

He leaped, changed direction, and leaped away in the air.

The Dark Lord also did the same and got close to Lin Fan.

Suddenly, the Dark Lord heard Qing Yang Zi's voice right behind him: "Stop right there!"

The Dark Lord stopped and turned back in midair.

But there was no one behind.

Lin Fan had used the Sound Memory ability to fake that Qing Yang Zi was behind the Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord squinted his eyes and turned his focus back to Lin Fan again.

Boom.

Lin Fan leaped in the air and changed direction again.

The Dark Lord also did the same, and his hands grabbed onto Lin Fan's collar.

"Perish, you fool!" Qing Yang Zi's voice sounded in the Dark Lord's ears again.

He smirked and didn't bother with it.

Thinking that Lin Fan must be using his trick to fool him again.

But he was wrong.

A sword's blade with a tint of green stabbed through the Dark Lord's head from behind.

The Qing Feng Sword.

This time Qing Yang Zi had arrived and managed to stab through the Dark Lord's head.

The Dark Lord's manifestation slowly disappeared as his powers were used up.

He'd taken the gamble and lost.

Concurrent battles at the Late Spring Hunt and Qing Feng Sect were too much for him in his weakened state.