Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm-Chapter 758 - 420. Superpower Venerable Body_2

The Sand Demon Worms, although powerful, are few in number and not suitable for forming a legion.

Yang Fan thought for a moment, then took out a chair from the Space Pearl and placed it on the other side of the barbecue grill.

This action had only one meaning—preparing to welcome a guest.

Five minutes later.

"Woo!"

A sharp and piercing howl was heard.

A towering figure descended from the sky at lightning speed, landing several hundred meters away.

"Boom!"

A dull, thunderous impact followed.

Centered around the landing point, within a radius of three hundred meters, the sand rose like a storm and spread outwards at a speed of over a hundred meters per second.

In the blink of an eye, as if an invisible giant hand pressed down, the sand was instantly forced back to the ground.

From the scene, this indeed was astonishing.

This was the utilization of Primordial Power.

It was also a demonstration of strength by the knight.

However.

After just a moment.

An interesting scene appeared.

The knight hadn't spoken yet, but suddenly, like a frightened rabbit, he quickly retreated backwards.

"Woo~"

He retreated so fast, over two hundred meters per second, that a howling sound was generated.

What was supposed to be an imposing show-off turned into a complete failure, making him look like a clown instead.

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth lifted slightly into a smile.

The knight stood more than four hundred meters away, staring at the sand layer ahead with a mix of shock and uncertainty.

This superpower powerhouse from the Iron Fist Race sensed the tremendous danger lurking in the sand, breaking out in a cold sweat.

If the Canglan person had harbored malice and launched an attack the moment he landed, he might have suffered serious injuries.

The knight was both shaken and a bit embarrassed: "Canglan person, it seems I underestimated you."

Yang Fan smiled as he introduced himself: "My name is Ghost!"

The knight completely lost the sense of superiority from being "a rank higher," replaced instead by full caution: "I'm Alderite."

Alderite looked towards the sand and couldn't help but ask, "What is beneath it?"

Yang Fan said nothing, only allowing a slight shift in his thoughts.

The next moment.

A dozen enormous black shadows surfaced beneath the sand, forming an outline before vanishing.

This was the Overlord Legion.

A flash of shock went through Alderite's metallic-colored pupils: "How could there be so many?"

Earlier, the knight from the Demon Eye Evil Race was startled, but this Iron Fist Race knight was even more shocked.

Yang Fan smiled without replying.

Combat power is a personal secret; there's no need to disclose it, and maintaining a bit of mystery can enhance deterrence.

Alderite did not press further, asking directly about the main issue: "What is the purpose of your Canglan civilization?"

This knight did not mention Gaba Muda, as in his view, a high-rank warrior with limited potential was indeed insignificant.

It's harsh, but that's reality.

Yang Fan didn't answer but made a gesture: "Let's sit and talk."

Another subtle shift in his thoughts caused the sand layer to vibrate slightly as the Overlord Legion retreated several hundred meters.

Alderite squinted slightly, suddenly asking, "Canglan Ghost, are you not afraid of me attacking you?"

Yang Fan replied casually, "Perhaps you could give it a try."

Alderite sensed sincerity in this statement, looking incredulous: "Do you really want me to attack?"

Yang Fan nodded: "I have a secret skill I've always wanted to try out."

Alderite was practically stunned.

To test a secret skill, daring to face a knight head-on with the power of a high-rank warrior—was this Canglan Ghost a madman?

The knight couldn't help but ask, "Shall I really strike then?"

Yang Fan nodded: "Go ahead."

Alderite wasn't too excessive: "I'm an early stage knight, and I'll use only half my strength for this punch."

Honestly, seeing the Overlord Legion earlier, even this Iron Fist person dared not overdo it.

Yang Fan stood up: "Please!"

Alderite let out a light shout, bursting forth from his body with a powerful aura, then launched a fist across the distance.

This was the Knight's Fist.

Even through several hundred meters, the power loss was very minimal.

At the same time.

Yang Fan activated the Legion Tiger Talisman.

This time, he employed another skill of the sacred artifact—the Legion Spirit Shield.

It's a powerful skill that shares incoming damage, with a damage sharing ratio as high as 92%.

Yang Fan also fully activated the Middle Grade Superpower "Mountain Breaking Vajra."

"Ka!"

A phantasmal sound was heard.

It was as if something had cracked open.

A golden phantom, radiating a golden halo, stepped out from Yang Fan's body.

Standing five meters tall, its features were unclear, holding a massive shield with both hands, positioned in front of Yang Fan.

Alderite witnessed the giant phantom with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

As a knight powerhouse, this Iron Fist person naturally knew what that was—the Superpower Venerable Body.

Simply put, it is the phenomenon when one's superpower cultivation reaches 100% progress and achieves deep soul resonance.

The Venerable Body can elevate the power of the superpower to a higher level out of thin air.

Moments later.

The terrifying power contained in the Knight's Fist landed without reservation on the shield of light of the Venerable Body.

"Boom!"

Thunder erupted.

The sand layer within a kilometer shook violently.

Countless black sands were thrown into the air, with large amounts of sand instantly flying several hundred meters away, as if an apocalyptic storm had descended.

Such an astonishing sight laid bare the knight's strength.

Yet Alderite did not show any self-satisfaction, instead looking as if his jaw might drop to the ground.