Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

This scene shocked all the onlookers deeply. They had never thought that Lin Fan had such powerful strength that he could collapse the hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

There was a hush among the crowd, broken only by the sound of the wind and the occasional crash of gravel.

As the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion collapsed, a deep silence enveloped the entire venue, with only the occasional breeze and the sound of falling debris breaking the stillness.

Everyone was stunned, their hearts filled with shock and disbelief.

The hall of the City Lord's Mansion built by the ancestors of the Fang family was famous for its indestructibility, but now it has been reduced to rubble under Lin Fan's Qiankun Axe. Such a scene is beyond everyone's imagination.

Just when everyone was still sweating over Lin Fan's safety, Lin Fan seemed like a god of war walking out of the ruins, wielding the Qiankun Axe, and slowly stood up from the dust.

His movements did not slow down at all, and the Qiankun Axe danced even more violently in his hand.

Every swing was as powerful as thunder, as if it was going to split the sky and earth apart again.

As Lin Fan swung the Qiankun Axe more and more times, the power that erupted from the axe became stronger and stronger.

The entire space seemed to be under his control, which was shocking.

The crowd retreated further away, their hearts filled with awe and confusion, wondering what kind of change Lin Fan had experienced.

Fang Yutian stared at Lin Fan's every move, and seeing that his axe techniques were well-organized and orderly, he couldn't help but whisper, "The master seems to be crazy, but also seems to have had some adventure!"

His voice was soft, but full of surprise and inquiry.

Jiang Shuiling, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but observe Lin Fan more attentively after hearing Fang Yutian's words.

As she observed more deeply, she began to feel that what Fang Yutian said made sense.

Every swing of Lin Fan's axe and every movement he made did not sound like that of a madman who had lost his mind.

Instead, it seems like he has realized a deeper truth at a certain moment and is expressing this realization in his own way.

Surrounding Lin Fan was not only the power of the Qiankun Axe, but also an indescribable aura.

It was as if he had established some kind of mysterious connection with this world.

Every time the axe flashes, it is not only the release of power, but also an explanation of truth.

No one in the crowd dared to approach and could only watch the scene from afar.

Their hearts were filled with complex emotions, including awe of Lin Fan's power and curiosity about the unknown.

In their eyes, Lin Fan was no longer a simple practitioner, but an explorer who had entered a whole new realm.

Ever since the Zhan family returned with a disastrous defeat, the situation in Yunxiao City has changed suddenly. All the cultivators in the city are closely watching the Fang family's every move.

Especially those guards who rebelled during the war, their hearts were filled with anxiety and uneasiness, not knowing when the Fang family would take action to rectify everything.

However, to everyone's surprise, the Fang family seemed to have become an isolated island.

After the victory, they chose to stay indoors and did not take any action, which was very different from the festive scene of victory that everyone had expected.

The silence in the City Lord's Mansion was in stark contrast to the expectations of the outside world. Only the occasional sounds of fighting made people feel a little unusual.

What was even more puzzling was that as time went by, there was a loud noise of a building collapsing in the City Lord's Mansion.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible pressure quietly spread out, covering the entire Yunxiao City.

Those monks who were just watching from the sidelines suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

It was like an invisible hand, tightly grasping their hearts, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

In the streets and alleys, the monks were discussing quietly, speculating that the reason why the Fang family did not come out was...

Is it because the battle is not over yet?

Someone even made a bold guess: "Could it be that the Fang family has not yet won, and there are still masters from the Zhan family left in the City Lord's Mansion?"

On a busy street in Yunxiao City, many cultivators gathered to discuss the conflict between the Fang family and the Zhan family.

There was a tense and curious atmosphere in the air, as everyone tried to interpret the turmoil coming from the City Lord's Mansion.

"If there is anyone in the Fang family, it must be Zhan Bao!"

A monk said this in a decisive tone, his words full of confidence.

These words caused murmurs among the people around.

In fact, among the Zhanlong brothers, only Zhanbao has not appeared, which makes his remarks seem to have some basis.

However, a cultivator questioned this: "Zhan Bao is the weakest among the Zhan brothers!"

The questioning voices were filled with distrust of this speculation.

Some cultivators were dismissive of this: "You don't know how rich the Zhan family's heritage is. I think Zhan Bao is just hiding his cultivation!"

His voice was filled with a firm opinion of the Warlord's unfathomable background.

Then, someone snorted coldly and said slowly: "Speaking of background, who in Yunxiao City can compare to the Fang family?"

This sentence was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing a moment of silence.

All the cultivators present couldn't help but fall into deep thought. The status and foundation of the Fang family in Yunxiao City were indeed unmatched.

For three consecutive days, under the sky of Yunxiao City, the movements in the City Lord's Mansion became an indelible shadow in the hearts of all cultivators.

The faint sound of fighting, like the night wind, passed through every corner of the city, making people feel cold.

The enormous pressure emanating from the City Lord's Mansion was like an invisible mountain, suffocating every cultivator. They felt an unprecedented chill in their hearts.

In the City Lord's Mansion, the people of the Fang family took turns guarding Lin Fan, their eyes filled with worry and anxiety.

Lin Fan, the hero who was wielding an axe to fight for the Fang family not long ago, is now dancing with the Qiankun Axe day and night on the ruins of the former City Lord's Mansion.

He seemed to have forgotten about eating and drinking, and resting, devoting himself wholeheartedly to the practice of the Qiankun Axe Technique.

In this extreme state of training, a whirlwind seemed to form around Lin Fan's body, sucking the surrounding air into it.

The axe light was like a dragon, and every swing carried a force as powerful as thunder, as if it could cut the sky and earth apart.

The Fang family kid who was watching from the sidelines, seeing Lin Fan practicing so hard, couldn't help but feel worried and whispered, "Lin Fan won't die of exhaustion, will he?"

These words were like a heavy stone dropped into the hearts of the people watching, causing a moment of silence.

However, the other child firmly retorted: "Bah! Lin Fan is our benefactor, he will never die."

This sentence seemed to give people a glimmer of hope, allowing them to rekindle their trust and expectations in Lin Fan.

Jiang Shuiling felt extremely warm when she heard these two sentences.

As someone who had witnessed all of Lin Fan's battles, she knew better than anyone else how strong and unyielding he was.

However, even so, Jiang Shuiling's heart couldn't help but feel a little disturbed.

She was secretly worried that if Lin Fan continued like this, his life would really be in danger.