Grasping the Evil-Chapter 893: All the People Bow, Incense Burns
Immortal Fairy Burying Moon was already a body of weakened divine power, and should she forcibly exert a Vertical Golden Light level Great Divine Power, it would definitely cause severe backlash.
She was reluctant to demonstrate this technique for Ning Fan, but she was bound by the Royal Clan Calamity Ban, which made her Ning Fan’s calamity slave, her body completely submissive to all Ning Fan’s commands, beyond her control.
She stepped on the golden light, which flowed away like running water with each step, intensifying the strain on her weakened divine body.
Each step carried an inexplicable mystery, as if the entire world turned into flowing water beneath her feet.
One step, two steps, three steps...
The golden light beneath her feet grew brighter, yet her delicate face paler, and in her heart, she had cursed the little man Ning Fan thousands of times.
Eight steps, nine steps, ten steps...
She was nearly about to transform into a golden spear and break through the void, the burden on her body growing heavier.
"Damn it! This Calamity Ban is too powerful, it completely controls my body!"
"I can’t stop walking! Can’t cease this technique! Can’t resist that little lascivious one’s command!"
"A few more steps, and I’ll suffer severe backlash!"
Immortal Fairy Burying Moon bit her silver teeth, preparing herself for the inevitable backlash.
But just before the backlash arrived, her icy wrist suddenly warmed, held by a warm palm.
With this grasp, her momentum finally stopped, her body temporarily regaining control.
Simultaneously, Ning Fan’s playful words entered her ears.
"Your body indeed is more honest than your mouth..."
Touched by Ning Fan, Immortal Fairy Burying Moon wanted to be angry, but due to the Calamity Ban, she couldn’t muster any anger.
Ning Fan’s words were too ambiguous, clearly teasing remarks. If in the past, any man dared to tease her, she would have eradicated them to the point nothing would be left.
But because of the Calamity Ban, she couldn’t harbor the intent to kill, even when being teased by Ning Fan.
Darn! A Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor being teased without being able to be angry, nothing could be more frustrating for Immortal Fairy Burying Moon.
She furrowed her phoenix eyes, wanting to turn and angrily glare at Ning Fan to express her inner fury, but her body wouldn’t obey.
Wanting to glare, her body defied her will, inexplicably giving Ning Fan a seductive wink.
Immortal Fairy Burying Moon: "!!!"
Living from ancient times till now, it was the first time in her life she flirted with a man! The first time!
Ning Fan slightly sighed, he naturally perceived Immortal Fairy Burying Moon’s irrational actions were due to the Calamity Ban.
Calamity Thought indeed was a dreadful force, even such a powerful figure like Immortal Fairy Burying Moon once manipulated by it, reduced to a calamity slave...
"Enough, you need not demonstrate this technique further, step aside and tell me everything you know about this technique!"
Ning Fan’s command made Immortal Fairy Burying Moon secretly curse.
She was unwilling to reveal everything she knew to Ning Fan, but feared Ning Fan would have her demonstrate Vertical Golden Light again. After hesitating slightly, she freed her delicate hand, and drew in the air, forming a moon-colored jade scroll.
Reluctantly handing the jade scroll to Ning Fan, akin to paying off disaster.
In her heart she lightly snorted, thinking even if Ning Fan obtained the jade scroll, understanding the essence of ’Nine Passages’ in Vertical Golden Light wouldn’t be achieved in a short time.
Ning Fan took the jade scroll, initially scanning it casually, but eventually began to show emotion.
Vertical Golden Light, an ancient lost divine power, now in the present Four Heavens, less than ten people were skilled in it.
Even in ancient times, those Immortal Emperors who mastered it were one in a hundred. Moreover, even if mastered, the technique had nine realms, most Ancient Immortal Kings halted at the first realm with no understanding beyond.
The first condition to mastering this technique is to possess the bloodlines of Deity, Demon, and Devil.
Ordinary cultivators naturally can’t possess different bloodlines simultaneously, so they need a fruit called ’Primordial Fruit’ for cultivating the technique.
This fruit allows cultivators to possess multiple bloodlines without conflict, granting qualifications to cultivate Vertical Golden Light.
But even if the Primordial Fruit is consumed, the extra two bloodline powers are weak, existing only as subservient and useless.
Primordial Fruit only existed in ancient Immortal Domain; within Four Heavens, perhaps only the ten great secret clans might possess such a treasure.
Ning Fan couldn’t find the Primordial Fruit, nor did he need it. He possessed the Yin Yang Locket and cultivated Yin Yang Transformation, inherently accommodating different bloodlines, thus granting a natural advantage when cultivating the technique compared to others.
The second condition to mastering this technique is having extraordinary perception. This, for Ning Fan who had opened the Second Gate of Tianren, was no issue.
What truly moved Ning Fan was the nine realms of Vertical Golden Light.
’Nine Passages’!
From the first passage to the ninth passage, a total of nine realms, there isn’t a particular method to cultivate them, existing within enlightenment, incapable of transmission by word.
Immortal Fairy Burying Moon, at her peak, struggled for millions of years to cultivate the first realm resembling ’Nine Passages’. Her understanding of Vertical Golden Light wasn’t much deeper than Ning Fan’s.
Ning Fan, strictly speaking, was only at the initiation stage of Vertical Golden Light, not yet truly mastering the first passage.
But Ning Fan’s perception was extraordinary; with just one look, he realized the term ’passage’ was likely the entire secret of Vertical Golden Light. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
Imagining the image of Immortal Fairy Burying Moon stepping on golden light water time and time again, Ning Fan felt as if he was about to grasp something, yet remained unenlightened.
"Indeed a divine power not easily mastered... Vertical Golden Light... movement like Nine Passages..."
Ning Fan changed his spirit sense, transforming the golden light surrounding Broken Continent into water little by little. Though the water had its form but lacked its essence, it still elevated Broken Continent’s flying speed noticeably.
Earth Controlling Devil Star and Tieya Daoist stood aside, watching Broken Continent’s full-speed flight, dumbstruck.
In their prime, they were Eternal Immortal Venerables, but even at their peak, they lacked such divine power to make Broken Continent fly like an Acquired Immortal Treasure...
Four-eyed Demon Monarch could only admire; he was at Peak Crossing Truth Realm, his cultivation higher than Ning Fan’s, yet increasingly felt inferior to Ning Fan.
Fairy Hanwux’s beautiful eyes sparkled brightly, the same sparkle appearing in the eyes of Liu Yan, Zhao Die’er, and other women.
The most gleeful was Xian Luoli, munching Thunder Pills heartlessly, endlessly urging Ning Fan to fly faster.
Within Tianman City, countless mortals marveled at Ning Fan’s divine power, and a few even fell to the ground worshipping, seeing Ning Fan as a deity.
In the moment those stone warriors bowed, Ning Fan clearly felt a kind of power slowly budding within him.
It is rare, yet it truly exists...
"Is this Incense Flame... Alas, it’s too little..."
Ning Fan flicked his palm, and a faint wisp of white smoke appeared in his hand. That smoke was the Incense Flame generated from the people’s kowtowing.
He opened his mouth and swallowed a wisp of the Incense Flame, continuing to urge his divine skills, maneuvering the Broken Continent to fly into a Life Gate, advancing all the way!
This journey, of course, is to see if he could rescue Miaoyan Immortal Honorific.
The Death Gate where Miaoyan Immortal Honorific was located was sixty-nine Life Gate interfaces away from Ning Fan.
Ning Fan traveled swiftly, and with every Life Gate interface he passed, his expression grew heavier.
The Life Gate interfaces he passed by all had the Broken Continent floating, and on those shattered continents lay countless deceased mortals.
This catastrophe in the wilderness, who knows how many barbarian mortals died untimely deaths.
Some were directly sacrificed, but more were chased down and slaughtered by the barbarian beasts, or torn apart by the void storms...
"Uncle, what did we barbarians do wrong to deserve this calamity..."
"Uncle, Die’er suddenly feels so useless..."
Zhao Die’er stood on the city wall, watching the shattered continents drifting away, her expression gradually became somber.
She bit her lip tightly, remaining silent, but Ning Fan, through Mind Reading Technique, saw the unceasing self-inquiry in her heart.
Many of the broken continents were filled with horrific scenes of corpses, with no sign of the living, making Zhao Die’er feel sorrowful and pained.
Her dream was to become a great Barbarian Monk who could protect the barbarians, yet in the face of great calamity, she was so powerless, unable to protect anyone.
Without Ning Fan, perhaps she would have died too...
Ning Fan also remained silent, not knowing how to comfort Zhao Die’er, suddenly his gaze sharpened.
On one of the shattered continents, there was still a city, where only a few hundred people survived, protected by a blood-colored barrier, struggling against the tearing of the void storm.
"That’s a Barbarian Monk sacrificing his life to cast divine skills with the will of the masses!" Zhao Die’er’s heart tightened again.
These few hundred people might still be alive, but soon, when the energy of the blood-colored barrier is exhausted, they would still die.
As for the Barbarian Monk who sacrificed his life to save them, he had already died, never to return...
"Uncle, can you save them..." Zhao Die’er softly pleaded.
"Okay."
Ning Fan said nothing more, but with a sweep of his sleeve, he directly brought the several hundred survivors into Tianman City.
The saved barbarians, upon hearing that it was Ning Fan who saved them, immediately kneeled towards Ning Fan on the city wall, overwhelmed with gratitude and tears.
They were grateful to Ning Fan for the life-saving grace, their hearts sincere.
This sincere kowtow instantly transformed into Incense Flame, although it was just a wisp, it was truly delivered to Ning Fan’s hand.
This wisp of Incense Flame could be divided into hundreds of fine strands, formed from the kowtows of hundreds of people, extremely weak, of no use to Ning Fan.
Among those hundreds of fine strands, there was one that was blood-red...
That blood-red Incense Flame could not be consumed by Ning Fan, yet the power contained within it was a thousand times that of ordinary Incense Flame!
Incense Flame could not only be used for cultivation but also for casting divine skills.
This blood-red Incense Flame couldn’t be consumed, nor could it be used for casting divine skills, yet its purpose was unknown...
"Hmm? It’s Slaughter Incense Flame..." Burying Moon stood beside Ning Fan and caught sight of the blood-red Incense Flame in Ning Fan’s hand.
She whispered to herself without speaking, but Ning Fan, using Mind Reading Technique, saw her inner thoughts.
Ning Fan’s gaze suddenly sharpened!
This was his first time seeing Slaughter Incense Flame, but he had heard of it before.
When Ning Fan was in the Slaughter Hall, he had seen records of this kind of Incense Flame.
If ordinary Incense Flame is born from faith, then Slaughter Incense Flame is born from hatred.
The Slaughter Incense Flame could not enhance a cultivator’s cultivation but had only one use—to kill!
Kill, but it must be a specific group of people designated by the Incense Flame!
Ning Fan grasped the Slaughter Incense Flame in his hand, slightly sensing and identifying who the kowtow that produced this wisp of Incense Flame came from.
It was a frail young man, about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, kneeling beneath the city, and after he was saved, his eyes had no tears of gratitude, only grief, only blood-red, only hatred!
That hatred was not directed at Ning Fan, but at those who had caused his downfall!
Ning Fan swept his sleeve, drawing that young man before him, his gaze piercing over the young man.
The young man was naturally terrified, fearing Ning Fan’s immense divine skills, and when he neared Ning Fan, he dared not even lift his head, trembling as he knelt on the ground.
"Is there hatred in your heart?" Ning Fan asked indifferently.
"N-no..." The young man’s fear left him unable to speak clearly.
"I want the truth." Ning Fan’s tone remained indifferent, but it gave the young man a sense of heavy oppression.
As if Ning Fan wanted the truth, he must speak the truth, and there was no defying it.
The frail young man dared not hide any longer, suddenly raising his head, glaring at the sky, revealing his hatred.
He hated the injustice of the Barbarian Sky, he hated the calamities brought by heaven and earth, and he hated those who had brought him to this state!
"To answer the Immortal Master’s question, yes, I have hatred in my heart!"
"I hate the injustice of Barbarian Sky taking my whole family’s lives!"
"My mother, at sixty-two, was kind to everyone all her life, yet heaven let her die by the mouth of a barbarian beast!"
"My son was just three, yet before my eyes, he was torn to pieces by a black whirlwind!"
"Immortal Master, your divine skills are unmatched, please avenge me, avenge countless barbarians!"
The frail young man, speaking to this point, finally broke down in tears and kept kowtowing to Ning Fan.
In his heart, there was hatred towards those who conducted the blood sacrifice on the primitive lands, thus giving rise to the Slaughter Incense.
And this thread of Slaughter Incense could only be used against those conducting the blood sacrifice on the primitive lands...
"You, step back."
Ning Fan waved his sleeve, sending the youth back to the city, never mentioning avenging him.
The person the youth hated were two Demon Race Immortal Venerables who conducted the blood sacrifice on the primitive lands. Ning Fan admitted he lacked the ability to avenge him and thus would not make such a promise.
Swallowing a thread of Slaughter Incense, Ning Fan sighed softly and continued moving forward with the Broken Continent.
Along the way, occasionally he met some survivors under the sacrifice protection of the Barbarian Monk.
These survivors numbered in hundreds, sometimes thousands, and Ning Fan had just crossed the first Life Gate Interface, but while rescuing all the way, he saved nearly ten thousand Stone Warriors.
These rescued Stone Warriors would often kneel and offer thanks to Ning Fan, which would generate Incense Flame.
Most were Incense Flame of faith, though a few, like that frail youth earlier, were Slaughter Incense.
Those who generated Slaughter Incense also harbored resentment towards Barbarian Sky and the perpetrators of the blood sacrifice on the primitive lands.
There were still people who pleaded for Ning Fan to avenge the Stone Warriors, but Ning Fan could only meet these pleadings with silence.
The scene before him made him recall Gu Su, the year he had fought for the ordinary people of Gu Su City, blood staining the Endless Sea cultivators!
But now, he could not achieve the same thing, simply because the opponent was too powerful for him to contend against.
In the second Life Gate Interface, Ning Fan rescued thirty thousand ordinary people, gaining forty-two threads of Slaughter Incense.
In the third Life Gate Interface, Ning Fan rescued twenty thousand ordinary people, gaining twenty-nine threads of Slaughter Incense.
And then the fourth, fifth, sixth Life Gate Interfaces...
Whenever his mana was insufficient, Ning Fan would swallow Five Elements Spiritual Objects, using the Grand Five Elements Body to replenish his mana.
As time passed, the refugees in Tianman City grew in number, nearly filling the streets.
Whenever new refugees were saved by Ning Fan, countless people would kneel and offer devout thanks, appreciating Ning Fan’s life-saving grace.
To these ordinary people, the blood sacrifice on the primitive lands was like an apocalypse, while Ning Fan was their savior, leading them away from doomsday.
Previously, the Stone Warriors had faith in the Barbarian Ancestor, believing the Barbarian Ancestor would protect the Stone Warriors, but now, with the collapse of the primitive lands, that faith too crumbled.
In the hearts of these people, Ning Fan was more worthy of devotion and respect than the Barbarian Ancestor!
There were nearly a million Stone Warriors in the city, and Ning Fan had nearly a thousand threads of Slaughter Incense.
However, these nearly thousand Slaughter Incenses were generated by the kneeling of ordinary people, and their duration was short, with very weak power, virtually useless.
Ning Fan had read some Slaughter Hall’s texts, remembering them mentioning that Slaughter Incense must be used in conjunction with Artifact Spirit.
He transmitted a few messages to the small Sword Spirits in the sword pouch, then placed nearly a thousand threads of Slaughter Incense into the sword pouch.
A moment later, a small Incense Flame Sword, sometimes appearing solid and sometimes intangible, flew from the pouch, only an inch in length.
This sword, formed of a thousand threads of Slaughter Incense, was only powerful enough to kill Masters at the second or third layer of Vein Opening... too weak...
The sword’s power naturally didn’t make Ning Fan pay it much attention, yet the sword’s aura gave him a faint sense of familiarity.
It was as if he had seen a similar Incense Flame Sword somewhere before, and yet perhaps not...
Suddenly, Ning Fan recalled seeing an Ancient Sealing Sword in the Blood Prison of the Slaughter Hall.
Vaguely, he felt that the Incense Flame Sword in his hand bore some resemblance to that Ancient Sealing Sword.
"Could it be that the Sealing Sword was also formed using Slaughter Incense?"
Ning Fan secretly speculated.
Following this line of thought, perhaps the term ’Slaughter’ in the Slaughter Hall was significantly linked with Slaughter Incense...
Ning Fan scrutinized the Incense Flame Sword, dismissing its power, yet feeling that, in some measure, the sword was quite mysterious.
Should the Incense Flame be sufficient, perhaps the five little Sword Spirits could even form an Incense Flame Sword capable of slaying a True Immortal.
Ning Fan swallowed the inch-long Incense Flame Sword in a single gulp, activated Divine Skills, and maneuvered the Broken Continent, flying into the thirty-fourth Life Gate Interface.
On this journey, Ning Fan’s party hadn’t encountered any masters, only occasional ordinary people and some sporadic Barbarian Beasts.
However, upon entering this Life Gate Interface, Ning Fan immediately sensed there were no less than a thousand masters present!
Far off, over a thousand masters were fleeing hurriedly.
Upon spotting the astonishing flight speed of the Broken Continent, they flew towards it immediately, and many message-transmitting flying swords rapidly arrived.
All those message-transmitting flying swords carried words of plea.
The people could sense the strong aura of a powerful human clan from the golden light of the Broken Continent’s flight!
"Which human senior is here, please save us!"
Among the over thousand masters, the highest cultivation level was at Truth-Transcending, but due to the suppression by Banishing Immortal Force, they could only exhibit Ghost Profound strength.
Behind these masters, pursuing them were over ten thousand Barbarian Beasts, including two Initiate Realm Shekong Barbarian Beasts!
In front of those Beasts, there were four Yin Yang Evil Vein wielders commanding them!
Upon seeing the imposing golden light of the Broken Continent’s flight, those four Yin Yang Evil Vein wielders were greatly astonished, believing they had encountered a human clan powerhouse, they slowed their pursuit speed to assess the situation.
Taking advantage of the slowing pursuit speed of the Barbarian Beast Army, those over thousand masters arrived uninvited, directly landing on the Broken Continent.
Upon noticing that this continent was also crawling with over four thousand Barbarian Beasts, the group of cultivators was shocked, but seeing these Barbarian Beasts in a prostrate state and catching a glimpse of Ning Fan, who was activating the golden Mana divine skill at the city walls, they all felt reassured and headed directly for Tianman City.
In their view, these Barbarian Beasts were likely subdued by Ning Fan’s Great Divine Power, posing no threat.
To these uninvited masters, Ning Fan’s gaze slightly darkened, but he said no more, merely instructing them to stay with Tong’er and other masters, not to wander about Tianman City.
Without sparing a glance at those four Yin Yang Evil Vein wielders or ten thousand Barbarian Beasts, Ning Fan maneuvered the Broken Continent, changing direction and departing, intending not to engage in battle with them.
He was in a hurry to save Miaoyan Immortal Honorific, unwilling to waste time there.
Those four commanding the Barbarian Beast Army were merely at Truth-Transcending cultivation level, and at this moment could only exhibit Ghost Profound strength, hence they posed no real threat.
However, Ning Fan on the bodies of these four demons, perceived the marks left by other demon cultivators.
He thought that if he killed these four demons, other demon cultivators would immediately come to support the area. Naturally, he did not want to be entangled by too many demon cultivators.
Upon seeing Ning Fan change direction and flee without fighting, the four demons consequently underestimated Ning Fan.
"This person fled without a fight, he must not be a Human Clan expert! The reason why Broken Continent flees so quickly might have other causes."
"This person is not to be feared! Kill!"
The four demons directly gave orders for over ten thousand barbarian beasts to form ranks and fly, blocking Ning Fan’s path, with the beasts roaring loudly, fiercely charging towards Broken Continent, their fierce flames overwhelming.
Ning Fan’s gaze turned instantly cold.
He did not want to waste time with these four demons, but these four demons thought he was weak and easily bullied.
"Kill!"
Ning Fan similarly shouted the word kill, and four thousand barbarian beasts crouching outside Tianman City immediately rose into the air to meet the enemy beasts.
As for Ning Fan himself, he transformed into a streak of red light, dashing through the densely packed herd of beasts, directly charging at one of the four demons!
"Mid Stage Enlightenment? At his peak, this person is only Initiate Realm of Shekong?"
The four demons smirked slightly; if Ning Fan only had this level of cultivation, recklessly charging into the beast herd, he would immediately be besieged and killed by the beasts.
The thousand cultivators who had just arrived at Tianman City were all disappointed as well.
If Ning Fan only possesses this level of cultivation, he probably cannot withstand over ten thousand barbarian beasts...
The four demons were hiding behind the barbarian beasts, sneering coldly, suddenly seeing golden light under Ning Fan’s feet scatter like water, disappearing without a trace.
Almost simultaneously, the vision of the four demons blurred, each seeing a residual trace of red light appear before them!
That red light was Ning Fan, using a cultivation speed beyond their sight, appearing before them in turn and leaving a residual trace.
At the instant the red light approached, all four demons felt a pain in their Dantian, actually being directly pierced by hands that broke their Dantian, grabbing out their demon souls, not even having time to scream!
Holding the demon souls of the four demons in hand, Ning Fan instantly became the deadly enemy of over ten thousand barbarian beasts!
The four demons bore a blood ban, equivalent to being the masters of these over ten thousand barbarian beasts; with their masters in distress, these beasts naturally wanted to kill Ning Fan to save their masters, they immediately swarmed towards him.
"If you know what’s good for you, release my demon soul quickly! Otherwise, these barbarian beasts will surely kill you to avenge me!"
Among the four demons, the leading demon mustered the courage and threatened.
His threat fell into Ning Fan’s ears but immediately made Ning Fan reveal a cold smile deep with a demonic nature.
Raising his hand, he extracted the blood ban from the four demons’ bodies.
Swallowed the ban, Ning Fan cast a cold gaze; the previously aggressive ten thousand barbarian beasts, coiled up trembling, all gathered their killing intent, crouching on the clouds like puppies.
"How... how is this possible!" All four demons were greatly shocked, never expecting that Ning Fan could extract the blood ban from their bodies, controlling the barbarian beasts they brought!
The demon cultivator who had previously threatened Ning Fan was now trembling in fear.
Without the support of the barbarian beast army, they could not provoke an old monster of Ning Fan’s level.
The four demons were about to plead for mercy, but before they could say anything, they were soul searched and killed by Ning Fan, dying unjustly.
Having collected the storage pouches of the four demons, Ning Fan’s figure flickered, transformed into a streak of red light, flying back onto the city wall.
Behind him, a total of fourteen thousand barbarian beasts had previously been fighting, but now they seemed to have united spontaneously, flying neatly to remain outside Tianman City, crouching!
At this moment, Ning Fan could control three Shekong Barbarian Beasts!
"Is this senior really just a Shekong cultivator! He can instantly tame over ten thousand barbarian beasts!"
The thousand cultivators rescued by Ning Fan each had a worried expression.
However, Ning Fan ignored these people and merely instructed them to sit in meditation, then continued urging Broken Continent to speed away.
His expression was slightly heavy; from the memory of the four demons, he learned that one of the demons was a descendant of a certain demon race Mid-Phase Shattered Thought.
That demon race Mid-Phase Shattered Thought is not far from his current location, commanding an army of two hundred thousand barbarian beasts!
If targeted by those people, it would be troublesome. But if those demon cultivators were to come, Ning Fan would not fear either.
...
Several interfaces away, in a Life Gate Interface, a giant demon ship was floating.
On this demon ship, there were thousands of demon cultivators, the strongest being Mid-Phase Shattered Thought.
Under the suppression of Banishing Immortal Force, this demon could now only exert Mid Stage of Shekong cultivation level.
Around the demon ship, a large number of barbarian beasts were lurking, totaling as many as two hundred thousand!
"I dispatched thousands of squads to scout the area; the route nearby the Life Gate Interface has been basically mapped..."
On the bow of the demon ship, an elder with grey robes and dragon horns was pondering, suddenly his expression changed, revealing killing intent.
He was named Xin Jia, an elder within the True Dragon Clan.
He had a disciple, who was currently sent to kill human experts on another interface.
That disciple’s soul plate just shattered!
"Dare to kill my disciple, courting death!"
Xin Jia laughed in fury, holding that disciple in high regard, he had allowed him to consume a Pursue-Death Pill personally refined by himself.
The grade of Pursue-Death Pill is not high, just an Eighth Revolution, unable to detect the identity of the killer.
But he could determine one thing through the Pursue-Death Pill! The killer displayed Human Clan presence, intentionally or unintentionally!
"My disciple had over ten thousand barbarian beasts following him, the person who could kill my disciple, most likely has Shekong cultivation, then at his peak, most likely is a Mid-Phase Shattered Thought! He won’t be a Human Clan Immortal Honorific; if he were an Immortal Honorific, the Eighth Revolution Pursue-Death Pill wouldn’t sense a thing!"
"Human Clan Mid-Phase Shattered Thought, good, good! Killing this person would indeed be a significant achievement!"
Xin Jia let out a cold laugh, immediately ordering the demon ship to pursue Ning Fan’s interface,
Behind the demon ship, followed by an army of two hundred thousand barbarian beasts, brimming with killing intent! (To be continued. If you enjoyed this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
