High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery Chapter 787 - 614: That was just now, it doesn’t count anymore_2

"What do you mean by that?"

Rage boiled in Hei Yu as he snapped, "If you're set on departing, do you believe I could tie down your feet to stop you?"

"You might not chain my legs, yet you could cloud my perception so that no path I take leads me out of this place. Worse still, I could wander into spots far deadlier than this one." Chen Fan shot back.

"You!"

Shock flickered across Hei Yu’s gaze for a brief instant.

Even the lurking forms in the shadows nearby revealed hints of surprise in their stares.

What’s up with this young man?

How is he aware of our tricks?

If he understood that much, why venture inside and put himself at risk?

"What nonsense are you spouting? I haven’t a clue what you’re saying,"

Hei Yu bellowed, "Did you come here today seeking some Divine Demon-level Martial Arts? If that’s not your aim, get out right now!"

"Cut it out."

Chen Fan cut to the chase, "Divine Demon-level Martial Arts? Do you take me for a child of three? Even if the Red Dragon Sect once possessed such techniques, they would have been seized during their destruction. Truth be told, nothing worthwhile remains for me to claim anymore, doesn’t it?"

The moment his words ended, icy expressions settled on the faces of the hidden figures, Hei Yu included.

These were vengeful spirits, the lingering grudges of the Red Dragon Sect’s fallen members.

As such, they nursed a fierce animosity toward the living, and even more intensely against anyone who insulted the Red Dragon Sect!

Right then, Chen Fan’s remark had ripped into their deepest scars.

Suddenly, dense fumes surged forth, blotting out the heavens and dimming the light.

The once-clear azure sky, the massive old trees, and the ruined structures faded away entirely.

In their place lingered a boundless, chilling, and horrifying vibe.

"Kekeke," a spine-tingling cackle rang out as a dark silhouette drifted closer, "Lad, you seem to know quite a bit. But if you’ve realized no Divine Demon-level Martial Arts exist here, why step inside anyway?"

"It’s straightforward,"

Chen Fan acted oblivious to the shifting environment, replying steadily, "True, no Divine Demon-level Martial Arts are present, but plenty of Supreme-level Martial Arts must still linger. Take the Great Vajra Divine Power you handed me before—it’s one such Supreme-level Martial Art."

"Ah, so that’s your approach; it makes sense now."

The dark figures cast looks toward Hei Yu.

"So, you’re after additional Supreme-level Martial Arts?" Hei Yu mocked with a scoff.

"Precisely."

Chen Fan inclined his head, "Frankly speaking, I possess several Divine Demon-level Martial Arts myself, like the Longevity Technique, the Heaven and Earth Supreme Skill, and the Six Gods Technique..."

He got cut off before finishing, as the encircling shadows erupted.

"The Heaven and Earth Supreme Skill? You claim to hold the Heaven and Earth Supreme Skill?"

"No way—that cultivation technique couldn’t be in your hands!"

"The Six Gods Technique? You’ve got the Six Gods Technique too?"

Shadow after shadow displayed utter astonishment.

Chen Fan eyed them silently, "Indeed, though they’re all partial copies. The Heaven and Earth Supreme Skill, for instance, includes just the initial volume, the Celestial Spirit Qi Technique."

"Hahaha, just as I suspected."

At Chen Fan’s admission, the shadows erupted in mocking guffaws.

"That Heaven and Earth Supreme Skill is no ordinary cultivation technique. And you, stuck at True Essence Realm, seriously?" The speaking shadow paused, sensing Chen Fan’s advancement to the Celestial Human Realm, and trailed off.

"You’ve advanced to the Celestial Human Realm?" It demanded, jaw dropping.

"Correct, only a short while ago."

"???!!!"

The shadows exchanged stunned glances, a wave of alarm washing over them.

This youth had been formidable enough back in True Essence Realm.

Apart from themselves and a handful of mountain demons in the rear, he roamed freely.

Yet now, he’d ascended to the Celestial Human Realm.

Could it be?

Hei Yu caught on instantly and questioned, "Is that why you had the guts to enter?"

"Partly, yes."

Chen Fan grinned without further detail. After all, he had crucial matters to handle here.

"Gentlemen, as I stated, I carry a handful of flawed Divine Demon-level Martial Arts. In terms of might, they barely outshine Supreme-level Martial Arts. That’s why I’m here to suggest an exchange: my Divine Demon-level Martial Arts for the Supreme-level Martial Arts in your possession. What do you say?"

A heavy quiet descended upon them.

The shadows regarded one another.

Having endured for centuries or millennia, they’d never faced anything so preposterous.

A mortal dared barter with these spectral entities!

Absurdity at its peak, as if the unthinkable had burst through the gates of impossibility and settled in!

"Lad, do you even grasp our nature?"

One shadow snarled, "Do you realize what awaits you? Endless agony, until you plead for death at our hands."

"I do, but I believe we can avoid escalating to that point,"

Chen Fan shrugged casually, "Swapping your Supreme-level Martial Arts for my incomplete Divine Demon-level ones isn’t a poor bargain. All things in existence can pursue cultivation—even spirits like you aren’t exempt, right?"

"Hear that? Catch what he just uttered?"

"Hahaha, he truly thinks he can bargain with us?"

"A bargain? Slay him, and we seize it all!"

"Boy, I can’t decide if you’re innocent or idiotic. You understand our essence yet push for a deal. Haven’t you heard that bargaining with demons spells your doom?" Hei Yu grinned darkly.

"So, no chance for talks?"

Chen Fan showed no shock at this turn.

He approached it this way because he always separated favors from grudges.

These spirits plotted against him, but aside from Hei Yu, none had wronged him directly yet.

Hei Yu had even shown some mercy by granting a Supreme-level Martial Art.

Thus, if dialogue was possible, he’d attempt it first.

Otherwise, conflict it would be.

"Ridiculous! What gives you the right to haggle with us? Boy, sample the torment we’ve borne across millennia!"

A harrowing wail pierced the air, and the shadows dissolved, giving way to a pile of mangled bodies.

These remains had perished in the cruelest fashions, with some reduced to lone heads rolling his way.

In earlier times, such sights might not terrify intruders to death, but they’d instill profound terror—especially since these undead couldn’t be slain regardless.

Chen Fan merely shook his head.

With a mere intention.

A towering Thunder God Dharma Aspect, standing two to three meters high, materialized behind him.

Unlike the Thunder God Dharma Aspect formed from Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi by the Song Family Ancestor, this one stemmed from Chen Fan’s own Spiritual Manifestation.

Upon its emergence, the spirits wailed in agony, spewing pale vapors and scattering into nothingness.

The thick black mist that had churned moments before cleared rapidly, restoring the prior landscape.

"No, it can’t be!"

Disbelief gripped the shadows.

They’d held the upper hand just seconds prior.

Now, every edge they possessed had vanished.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar followed as a lightning strike hammered one of the shadows.

It howled in pain, its shape fading to thirty percent of its former intensity.

Lightning acted as the ultimate bane to spectral entities.

It endured solely because Chen Fan chose to spare it, preventing the awkwardness of gaining no martial techniques if he destroyed it outright.

The remaining shadows quaked in fear, on the verge of soul-shattering panic.

Was this truly the power of a Celestial Realm Martial Artist?

It rivaled the Divine Cultivation Realm, didn’t it?

They scrambled to escape at once.

"Those who flee face total destruction,"

Chen Fan’s command rang out, and the shadows stiffened as if struck by a Body-Stabilizing Technique, rooted to the spot.

"Se... Senior,"

The tide had turned utterly, leaving Hei Yu with a desperate look, "You spoke of exchanging your Divine Demon-level Martial Arts for our Supreme-level ones. I agree—we can make the trade; I’m ready."

"Yes, yes, senior, let’s trade, we’ll do it."

The other shadows hastily chimed in.

"Apologies, that offer’s off the table now," A faint smile played on Chen Fan’s lips, "Time to negotiate fresh terms."