At this moment, Wang Hu witnessed this scene involving Ding Fan and was taken aback. Despite his strong belief that elder brother would never attempt anything without certainty nor make promises he couldn't keep, when elder brother mysteriously dispatched the scar-faced man at the Spirit Severing Stage, Wang Hu couldn't help but feel shocked.

It had only been a few months since our separation, yet elder brother's abilities have enhanced tremendously upon return. Confronting a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, he managed to deal with one in less than three minutes. It must be noted that elder brother's cultivation appears to be merely at the Emergence Stage.

If word got out, that an Emergence Stage cultivator can kill a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator in under three minutes, it would be astonishing. If not witnessed personally, even Wang Hu would find it hard to believe.

Wang Hu, being Ding Fan's brother, is one of the people who knows him well. Although elder brother previously used swordsmanship, it was never as peculiar as it is now. Previously, Wang Hu could recognize elements of the fist technique that elder brother taught him within his swordsmanship.

But now, elder brother's swordsmanship, while still bearing traces of the fist technique, has utterly transformed, like rebirth—both strange and formidable, leaving people defenseless. Clearly, if elder brother were to spar with me, I would certainly be defeated by his sword.

Not only was Wang Hu overwhelmed with surprise looking at Ding Fan, but the Dancheng sect disciples guarding a carriage, including Zhou Ruoran, also witnessed Ding Fan slaying the scar-faced man and were astonished by the power of Ding Fan. They didn't expect Ding Fan's prowess to have improved so dramatically.

At this moment, Ding Fan was facing cultivators at the Spirit Severing Initial Stage, effectively killing instantaneously. Zhou Ruoran suddenly shared a similar thought with Wang Hu, clearly noticing that the current Ding Fan was drastically different from when they last parted. Ding Fan was not only a Grade Nine Alchemist and High Level Formation Master but could easily kill a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator. Ding Fan's advancement was evidently immense.

Zhou Ruoran was struck by Ding Fan's astounding display but felt relieved seeing Ding Fan unharmed. With Ding Fan present, Zhou Ruoran believed they could even deal with a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator.

Ding Fan's progress slightly impacted Zhou Ruoran, who had been diligently cultivating, realizing that despite having the same amount of time, Ding Fan had advanced so far while her improvement was minuscule in comparison.

Though Zhou Ruoran felt some regret, she bore no jealousy towards Ding Fan. Instead, she was happy for Ding Fan's progress, acknowledging that with Ding Fan being her man, they could survive anywhere with ease as Ding Fan grew stronger.

A determined Zhou Ruoran resolved privately that with Ding Fan's swift progress, she must strive harder not to fall behind...

Among the Dancheng sect disciples, He Qianyao was also shocked by what Ding Fan displayed, yet felt comforted on behalf of her father. Her father surely did not err in choosing the sect leader, Ding Fan, who was unmatched in ability and potential compared to average cultivators. With Ding Fan as the sect leader, He Qianyao was confident in a bright future for Dancheng sect and believed her father's spirit could rest in peace...

However, looking at Ding Fan's figure, alongside thoughts of fulfilling her father's wishes, He Qianyao couldn't help but ponder some personal emotions causing fleeting sadness. Despite Ding Fan's excellence, he already had Ruoran, and as for herself, she would let fate decide...

The chilly breeze brought a sense of coldness, particularly to the corner where Wang Feng and the young man in black stood. The scene involving Ding Fan replayed in their minds, leaving them shocked.

The ordinary "person" they once despised had suddenly become a cultivator capable of instantaneously killing a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator. It was unbelievably astonishing that Ding Fan's cultivation appeared to be only at the Emergence Stage.

Yet Ding Fan's swordsmanship and aura clearly overwhelmed the Spirit Severing Stage cultivator. It was simply mind-boggling...

Recalling what he previously said to Ding Fan, Wang Feng was filled with regret and fear, shivering at the chilling breeze. Though a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator himself, in front of Ding Fan, he realized he was nothing more than an ant.

Wang Feng was also shocked that among Ding Fan's caravan, there were no ordinary people, only cultivators, predominantly Nascent Soul Stage and above.

Despite the comparison with extraordinary Ding Fan, Wang Feng felt greatly outmatched among everyone, regretting the offensive remarks previously made to Ding Fan. Wang Feng sensed other's unfriendly glances but only Wang Hu overlooked it.

Originally, Wang Feng regarded them as mere ordinary people incapable of harm, yet reflecting on their unfriendly looks, he suddenly felt horror. They were not ordinary people but highly cultivated individuals, effortlessly capable of eliminating him.

Thus Wang Feng couldn't help but feel terrified!

The young man in black felt more scared than Wang Feng, having avoided conflict with Ding Fan several times thanks to Senior Brother Wang Feng. Thinking back, he realized how reckless he was!

While Wang Feng and his junior brother were engulfed in fear, Ding Fan approached them.

"Today's events are not to be spoken of to anyone. Otherwise… you understand!" Ding Fan's tone was icy yet somewhat sarcastic as he addressed Wang Feng.

Wang Feng saw Ding Fan's last smile, filled with ghostly charm, and shivered, understanding the implication. Ding Fan's final smile seemed to carry killing intent; if they didn't obey, they likely wouldn't leave alive.

"Yes, yes! We understand. We didn't see anything today. Those bandits deserved their fate. Rest assured, Senior Brother Ding!"

"Yes, yes... We understand, we definitely won't say anything!"

Wang Feng and the young man in black nodded eagerly, as if their heads were pounding garlic. At this moment, their previous arrogance had completely vanished, leaving only fear of Ding Fan and his group. After all, their opponents took less than three minutes to wipe out nearly a hundred bandits. With such strength, killing the two of them would be ridiculously easy; escape was not even an option.

"Senior Brother? Haha! I don't deserve such a title..." Ding Fan found it amusing that they had changed their address to 'Senior Brother Ding' and spoke to himself.

"Yes, yes, we are just insignificant people; how could we have a senior brother as powerful as you? We'll change our address right away, won't call you that anymore..."

"We won't call you that anymore..."

The two cultivators at the Nascent Soul Stage trembled with fear, apologetically and cautiously speaking in response to Ding Fan's words.

Seeing this scene, Ding Fan felt a sense of calm. In the Cultivation World, there are plenty of cultivators who cherish life and fear death. There's no need for their existence to affect his mood. He leisurely turned his back on Wang Feng and the young man in black and walked towards Wang Hu and several elders of the Dayang Sect.

With his back to Wang Feng and the young man in black, Ding Fan spoke with a severe tone:

"Remember what I said, otherwise, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will hunt you down!"

"Yes, yes..."

"Get lost!"

"Yes, yes!"

Wang Feng and his companion answered with relief. They hurriedly left the area. Ding Fan's previous words were deeply etched in their minds. Today's events would be treated as if they never happened; they absolutely couldn't tell anyone. After all, their own lives were more important.

They quickly responded like frightened cicadas while fast-tracking their departure. They didn't want to stay here another second; if their opponents changed their minds, their lives would be in danger...

At this moment, Wang Feng and his companion had already sensed that their opponents were far from an ordinary caravan. The name 'caravan' was probably just a cover. Otherwise, those people wouldn't have such advanced cultivation levels. Even the lowest among them was at the Nascent Soul Stage.

Evidently, this kind of power wasn't typical for any ordinary caravan. Having a group of several hundred cultivators just to run a caravan seems like a waste of talent...

...

In no time, Wang Feng and his companion had walked a considerable distance. Only when they looked back did they realize Ding Fan and his group were no longer in sight, which gave them a sense of relief.

"Senior Brother, though we can't speak of today's events, it is unforgettable."

The young man in black glanced deeply at Wang Feng, expressing his amazement. Today was simply unbelievable. A caravan that appeared to be full of ordinary people turned, in the blink of an eye, into formidable cultivators. It was mind-blowing.

Even the leader named Ding Fan could instantly defeat a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator; it was utterly unbelievable!

"Yes... Especially that Ding Fan; he's terrifying. When his aura released, and he walked by me, even my breath felt strained... Ding Fan? Ding Fan... Ding Fan! It's him!"

Sensing a chill in his heart, Wang Feng suddenly remembered having heard that familiar name before. Ding Fan! He's the top winner of the Great Alchemy Competition in Dancheng, the youngest Grade Nine Alchemist in the history of alchemy. Ding Fan is the biggest enemy of the Wild Wolf Gang, and the only survivor after the massacre of the Dayang Sect, causing headaches for the Wild Wolf Gang whenever they hear his name!