Chapter 124: Overpowering Execution

Yang Fan stood his ground, while Elder Han beside him appeared somewhat nervous.

Seeing that Yang Fan could pinpoint the opponent's location, Elder Han felt much more at ease. His previous bodyguards had been taken down primarily because they failed to detect the assassin's position, leading to their deaths.

Yang Fan and the assassin were locked in a standoff. Having been injured by Yang Fan, the assassin had gone into hiding, not daring to strike rashly. Yang Fan was in no rush; he extended his spiritual sense into the ground, searching for the assassin’s position. Any movement from the assassin would be detected, provided the target remained within the range of his spiritual perception.

On the other side, the bodyguards had gained the upper hand, pushing the Fusang warriors back and killing several of them. In this situation, it was only a matter of time before the entire group of Fusang warriors was wiped out.

The Earth Ninja assassin grew anxious. If he could not kill Yang Fan, he would never complete his mission. He had received intelligence that Elder Han was not protected by any formidable experts, making this an easy assassination, but he had not anticipated the appearance of someone as powerful as Yang Fan. The difficulty of the mission had increased exponentially.

"Elder Han, stay behind me and don't stray too far," Yang Fan instructed. Elder Han nodded and followed closely behind him.

Yang Fan shifted his position, using his spiritual sense to track the Earth Ninja. Since the opponent refused to move, Yang Fan decided to take the initiative. The moment the Earth Ninja moved even slightly, he would be exposed. Moreover, Yang Fan’s spiritual sense could detect the slightest disturbances, even the rhythm of breathing.

As the Earth Ninja watched Yang Fan approach, he grew increasingly nervous, his heart rate accelerating. He held his breath, trying his best to remain concealed. However, as the distance between them narrowed, the assassin’s mounting anxiety caused his heart to beat uncontrollably.

A faint smile touched the corner of Yang Fan’s mouth. He had sensed the heartbeat. No matter how well one hides, they cannot control their own pulse. Seeing that mocking curve on Yang Fan’s lips, the Earth Ninja knew he had been discovered. Realizing he had no choice, he decided to fight to the death.

He lunged toward Yang Fan, his aura erupting with the force of a late-stage Xiantian expert.

"Elder Han, step back," Yang Fan commanded, then darted in a specific direction. Elder Han did not hesitate to put distance between himself and the fray.

The Earth Ninja, seeing Yang Fan charging toward him, changed his trajectory to strike at Elder Han instead. Since his primary objective was to assassinate the elder, he had no intention of clashing head-on with Yang Fan.

But how could Yang Fan let him succeed? "Do you really think it’s that easy to get past me?" Yang Fan sneered. A faint white light emanated from his body, and his aura surged to an astonishing level. He struck out with a palm, a burst of energy erupting from his hand that made the very air tremble.

*Boom!*

Facing the fierce attack, the Earth Ninja hurriedly crossed his arms in defense. The immense power sent him flying backward more than ten meters before he could barely steady himself.

"Who exactly are you?" the Earth Ninja asked in stiff, accented Yanhuang Chinese, his gaze fixed on Yang Fan with dread.

"You don't need to know who I am. You only need to know that you are going to die," Yang Fan said with arrogant coldness. "Since you dared to set foot in Yanhuang, you will leave your life here."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Yang Fan attacked with incredible speed.

"Baka!" the Earth Ninja roared in anger, charging recklessly at Yang Fan. The two clashed, exchanging blows with fists and feet. However, the assassin had severely underestimated Yang Fan’s strength. A single collision sent him flying, crashing to the ground.

"How is this possible?" the Earth Ninja thought, looking at Yang Fan in disbelief. He sensed that Yang Fan’s aura was the same as his—late-stage Xiantian—so why was there such a massive disparity in power? He couldn't even withstand a single punch.

"Die," Yang Fan snorted, lunging at the assassin once more. His speed was so great that the assassin had no chance to dodge and was forced to defend blindly. In a single close-quarters exchange, the Earth Ninja was blasted away by the terrifying force of Yang Fan’s strike.

Watching this, both sides in the ongoing skirmish were stunned.

"Kill him!" Seeing that the Earth Ninja could not deal with Yang Fan, the remaining Fusang warriors charged at him simultaneously. The bodyguards moved to intervene, but Yang Fan waved them off.

"Stay back. I can handle these people; just focus on protecting your own," Yang Fan said coldly. The bodyguards stood frozen in place. They thought he was being far too arrogant. There were six of them, all quite skilled—he really thought he could take them all on alone?

However, what followed left everyone speechless. Ignoring the others surrounding him, Yang Fan focused solely on the Earth Ninja.

"Madman!" the Earth Ninja’s expression shifted in terror. Knowing he could not escape, he pushed his aura to its limit and braced himself.

"Ant," Yang Fan scoffed. He swung his palm, wreathed in white light. The overwhelming force of the strike slammed into the Earth Ninja.

*Boom!*

With a thunderous explosion, the Earth Ninja’s body was shattered by the sheer power of the blow, blood spraying everywhere. A late-stage Xiantian warrior had been obliterated just like that. The remaining assassins, seeing Yang Fan’s ferocity, turned pale with fear.

"Now it’s your turn," Yang Fan said, his voice cold and filled with killing intent. He moved like a phantom, his speed so high that his movements were nearly invisible.

*Thud, thud, thud...*

The remaining assassins, all at the Houtian level, were no match for him and were easily dispatched. Every one of them was left with a bloody hole in their chest, punched through by brute force. Yet, not a single drop of blood touched Yang Fan’s hands.

Watching this display, the bodyguards looked at Yang Fan with awe. They had thought he wouldn't be able to handle the combined assault, never imagining he would be this formidable.

"Mr. Yang, thank you," Elder Han said gratefully. He knew that without Yang Fan, he would have certainly been killed.

"You’re too kind, Elder Han. Fusang warriors have no right to run wild in Yanhuang, so it was my duty to act," Yang Fan said, dusting off his hands before turning to leave.

Watching Yang Fan walk away, Elder Han sighed inwardly: *If this young man were willing to serve the country, Yanhuang would soon have a new supreme powerhouse.* But Yang Fan disliked being constrained, so recruiting him was impossible.

On the way back, his phone rang. Yang Fan glanced at the screen and saw it was Li Qiuya. "What is this woman calling me for?" he wondered to himself.