Top-tier Unruly Master-Chapter 1757 - 1794: The Mysterious Elder Appears

"How is it possible!? How can you be so strong! Even that Ruo Zhong couldn’t have so easily handled this Qingyue Staff."

At this moment, Qin Wu’s eyes widened, filled with a look of disbelief. Honestly, up until now, Qin Wu found it hard to believe his own eyes. After all, he was a Cultivator at the Emergence Stage, not someone that anyone could easily deal with.

Seeing Ding Fan looking so young, Qin Wu blinked hard to confirm he wasn’t mistaken. He wanted to pull the giant staff out of Ding Fan’s hands, but no matter how much force he used, he couldn’t retrieve his Qingyue Staff from Ding Fan’s grasp.

"Let go of me!"

At this time, Qin Wu roared loudly, exerting all his strength, his eyes turning red with fury.

But the blue giant staff in Ding Fan’s hands didn’t move at all. Seeing this, Qin Wu felt a surge of terror in his heart. Just who is this young man in front of him? Even a Cultivator at the Nascent Soul Late Stage couldn’t easily handle him.

"Who exactly are you?!"

Qin Wu’s brows furrowed tightly, eyes fixed on Ding Fan, his nerves involuntarily tense.

Meanwhile, Ding Fan’s lips curled into a slight arc, his finger flicked lightly, and a violent surge of power erupted from his fingertips.

The giant staff in Qin Wu’s hands suddenly showed cracks, and as they spread, it wasn’t long before the entire staff was densely covered in fissures.

Seeing this, Qin Wu’s mouth dropped open, his face full of disbelief.

"You’re a monster! You’re not human!"

Saying this, Qin Wu cared not for his weapon and turned to flee, thinking that if he didn’t run now, his life would be left here.

And at the moment Qin Wu turned, a gentle breeze passed, lightly sweeping over Qin Wu’s body and blowing onto the giant staff held by Ding Fan.

The once majestic giant staff turned to powder and scattered in the wind under the gentle breeze.

Qin Wu had no time to pay attention to these matters. The encounter with Ding Fan just now made him deeply aware of the disparity between them. If he didn’t flee now, his life would truly be in danger.

Yet Ding Fan wouldn’t give Qin Wu the time to escape. Dusting off the ashes from his hands, his Divine Sense suddenly erupted from his body, and within a single breath, Ding Fan’s Divine Sense had already locked onto Qin Wu’s form.

"Hehe, do you think you can escape this way?"

A gentle voice slowly emerged from Ding Fan’s mouth, a hint of contempt flashing across his face. In a swift movement, Ding Fan’s figure suddenly appeared behind Qin Wu.

With power gathering in his palm, True Qi slowly rose from Ding Fan’s body. A flash of red light, and Qin Wu’s lifeless body collapsed to the ground.

Just as Ding Fan killed Qin Wu, hidden elders from the foot of the mountain slowly emerged, looking at the scene of devastation. Even the experienced hidden elders couldn’t help but furrow their brows slightly.

"Senior Ding is indeed formidable. Qin Wu was so imposing just now, yet in Senior Ding’s hands, he was remarkably fragile, truly admirable."

Ding Fan merely waved his hand lightly, his eyes fixed on an unnoticed hollow of the mountain. His gaze suddenly sharpened, and a calm voice gently escaped his lips:

"Gentlemen, come out. You’ve hidden for so long, it’s time to show yourselves."

As Ding Fan finished speaking, the elders beside him were instantly alarmed, their eyes scanning around. They had already noticed Ding Fan’s peculiar behavior earlier, and hearing these words, their hearts were shocked beyond measure.

"Could there truly be others hiding here?"

Before the elders could discover for themselves, a chilling voice slowly emerged from the hollow, bone-chillingly eerie, sending waves of Cold Qi through people’s bodies.

"Hehehe... Truly worthy of Sect Leader Ding Fan, even hidden so well, we’ve been found."

As the voice spoke, eight figures slowly walked out of the shadow at the foot of the mountain, each exuding a powerful aura.

"Division Spirit Stage masters?!"

"They’re all Division Spirit Stage masters?!"

The elders beside Ding Fan stood agape, their eyes full of disbelief. Honestly, with so many masters hidden here, they hadn’t known. The thought sent cold sweat through them.

"May I ask who you are, behaving furtively despite being Division Spirit Stage masters? Such conduct is truly unworthy of a gentleman."

Ding Fan’s brows furrowed tightly, his eyes filled with solemnity. His identity and whereabouts were highly confidential, yet these eight sudden Division Spirit Stage masters had comprehensive knowledge of him.

When the eight mysterious elders appeared in everyone’s sight, Ding Fan and the hidden elders were all shocked, for they bore a chilling aura and were dressed alike, indicating membership of the same sect.

"Hahaha, Sect Leader Ding Fan, these matters are better left uninvestigated, lest you share the same fate as the Great Ocean Sect..."

As they spoke, the eight elders offered a slight bow to Ding Fan, then vanished from the spot. Ding Fan watched their departure, brow furrowed, his face full of contemplation.

"Senior, you’re just going to let them leave?"

The few elders of the Thirty-Six Cave standing beside Ding Fan anxiously said that, from their perspective, the lineup they had today was more than enough to keep those eight mysterious elders of the Soul Transformation Stage.

These eight elders acted strangely and had a lot of information about Ding Fan, indicating impure motives. If they could capture them, they might uncover their reason for lurking here.

However, after pondering carefully, Ding Fan slowly shook his head. Too much had happened today, and he didn’t want to invite more trouble.

"No rush! Let’s first figure out the reason behind Ruo Zhong’s Tufan Country army coming here."

Upon hearing this, the elders also thought it made sense and turned their heads to look at Gao Jian, who was tied with ropes, and Ruo Zhong, who lay weakly on the ground.

"General Ruo, how are you?"

Ding Fan reached into his chest and took out a healing pill, broke open Ruo Zhong’s mouth, and fed it to him.

Having swallowed the pill, Ruo Zhong’s breathing gradually stabilized and, looking at Ding Fan, his heart couldn’t help but feel bitter.

Despite his serious injuries, Ruo Zhong remained conscious. He had clearly witnessed the fight between Ding Fan and Qin Wu, and Ding Fan’s astonishing skills and profound cultivation were far beyond what he could comprehend.

He had previously thought Ding Fan was a disciple of a Great Sect, but now realized he had completely fallen into Ding Fan’s trap.

"Who... who exactly are you?"

Ruo Zhong weakly gazed at Ding Fan and asked him in a faint voice.

Ding Fan seriously looked at Ruo Zhong and, with a playful smirk, said softly to him:

"I am the Sect Master of Great Ocean Sect."

Upon hearing Ding Fan’s words, Ruo Zhong’s eyes widened in disbelief, but he quickly came to a realization, showing an expression of enlightenment on his face.

"No wonder... no wonder you plotted to have me kidnapped, turns out you are the Sect Master of Great Ocean Sect."

At this moment, Ding Fan couldn’t be bothered with decrypting mysteries for Ruo Zhong. His face suddenly turned stern, and he asked Ruo Zhong seriously:

"Speak now, why did you surround my Great Ocean Sect?"

Hearing this, Ruo Zhong felt in his heart that the moment had arrived, and with a very dejected expression, he spoke softly to Ding Fan:

"I knew you would ask this. Since you’ve brought it up, let me explain properly."

After a brief introduction, Ding Fan finally learned some of the situation. It turned out that one day in Tufan Country, a group of incredibly powerful cultivators suddenly appeared. They rampaged through Tufan Country, pillaging and killing without restraint.

This event alarmed the king, who was furious upon learning of it and ordered that these foreign invaders be captured. However, before the king could dispatch troops to seize them, this group somehow broke into the king’s palace.

They told the king of Tufan Country that within Great Ocean Sect lay a treasure, and obtaining it would not only enhance their cultivation strength but could also elevate the entire country’s power.

The king, fascinated by this, coupled with the overwhelming strength of these cultivators, ordered that the treasure at Great Ocean Sect must be obtained, but warned not to disturb the sect’s cultivators lightly.

Through a simple understanding, Ding Fan began to harbor suspicions about the mysterious group of cultivators who appeared without explanation. His Great Ocean Sect had been hidden since its demise, and very few people knew its whereabouts.

Moreover, how did these cultivators know the location of his Great Ocean Sect? More crucially, they claimed there was a treasure within Great Ocean Sect, which to Ding Fan’s ears sounded utterly absurd.

Thinking of this, Ding Fan’s eyes suddenly brightened, realizing that the recently appeared eight mysterious elders might be related to this matter.

"Is it related to those mysterious cultivators in your army?"

Listening to Ding Fan’s words, a hint of surprise flashed in Ruo Zhong’s eyes, and he nodded fiercely at Ding Fan, saying:

"How did you know? Indeed, there are eight of them in our army, but once the battle started, we lost track of them."

Upon hearing this, Ding Fan’s mouth curled slightly, inwardly confirming the situation as expected, and he fell silent.

"Someone knowing the location of my Great Ocean Sect and being so familiar with my identity and information, could it be..."

Ding Fan’s expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed in shock:

"Are they from Wild Wolf Gang?!"

The surrounding elders of the Thirty-Six Cave listened to Ding Fan’s words, each feeling a twitch in their hearts, and they looked at Ding Fan warily, asking carefully:

"Senior Ding, are you sure? Are they really from the Wild Wolf Gang?"

At this moment, Ding Fan also fell into contemplation. After a brief pause, he replied softly:

"I’m not certain, but given their thorough understanding of me, it seems likely only those from Wild Wolf Gang could achieve this."