Grasping the Evil Chapter 1199: Thirteenth Spine

Ning Fan defeated the Corpse Puppet King, but he wasn’t happy!

This ti, dealing with the Corpse Puppet King, he had made thorough observations—it could be said he planned carefully before taking action. According to his predictions, the fusion of the Reverse Sea Sword with the Yin-Yang Five Swords principle would significantly increase its power due to the compounded divine skills. However, it would still need at least four hundred breaths to kill the Corpse Puppet King. Even if there were so errors in his predictions, they shouldn’t have been this off.

But he was wrong, terribly wrong!

After the Reverse Sea Sword fused with the Yin-Yang principle, the damage it inflicted on the Corpse Puppet King far exceeded his expectations. It only took nine breaths to blow the Corpse Puppet King to pieces!

The explosion of the seawater wasn’t part of his plan!

Defeating the Corpse Puppet King in nine breaths wasn’t part of the plan either!

The World Bottle being ssed up again was definitely not in the plan!

Ning Fan disliked such unpredictable and uncontrollable battles!

"If I hadn’t prepared an escape route in advance, I would’ve suffered a great loss..."

Ning Fan sighed deeply. At this mont, his whole body was covered with wounds and bloodstains; so wounds were bloody and fleshy, so scorched, and so even revealed the bone. Ancestor Leize’s injuries were even worse, with his body emitting scorched black smoke and his limbs severely carbonized, unable to move. If not for a weak breath, others would have thought he was a charred mass, not a person.

With Ancestor Leize temporarily losing the ability to move, Ning Fan had to carry him and dash through the transmission tunnel of the Six Paths Transmission Technique.

To capture Princess Huahuo of the Light Ant Clan, Ning Fan prepared two plans beforehand.

Firstly, he secretly summoned a Netherworld Ghost Flower in the void, catching Ke Bixiong, the Second-Grade Quasi-Saint, off guard.

Secondly, he pre-opened a Six Paths Portal in the void, allowing him to teleport away at any ti if the situation went awry.

It can be said that it was precisely this pre-opened Six Paths Portal that saved him. When the Reverse Sea Sword’s seawater exploded, the surrounding continents’ world positions and space density changed drastically, with yin and yang reversed, heaven and earth in chaos. Such a situation could never occur under normal circumstances, yet it did now!

When the explosion occurred, Ancestor Leize tried using an escape technique to flee but failed repeatedly! At that ti, with yin and yang reversed and heaven and earth in chaos, the connection between the masters and the world was completely severed by the explosion! Fish out of water cannot swim forward; so was cultivation! Ancestor Leize couldn’t successfully launch any escape technique in the world of chaotic yin and yang!

Not just Ancestor Leize—when the explosion started, even Ning Fan couldn’t open a second Six Paths Portal.

Fortunately, Ning Fan had already reserved a Six Paths Portal in advance, fearing the arrival of sudden changes. The saying "better safe than sorry" is true from the ancients...

"Daoist Ning... I finally... understand... why you apologized... you’re a troublemaker..." Ancestor Leize was full of grief; he truly was the world’s most foolish idiot!

Why did he follow Ning Fan around? Why did he try to smartly protect Ning Fan?

Did Ning Fan need his protection?

Soone who could capture a Quasi-Saint in ten breaths, blow up the Corpse Puppet King in nine breaths—did they need his protection?

He hadn’t helped Ning Fan in the slightest! Instead, he nearly got himself blown to smithereens!

Thinking of the previous world-destroying explosion made Ancestor Leize sweat with fear. Heaven help him! If he had been completely engulfed in that explosion, even if he didn’t die, he would lose his physical body completely! If not for Ning Fan pulling him into the Six Paths Portal at the critical mont, he wouldn’t have been reduced to just a charred human...

Thinking of this, charred Ancestor Leize felt a bit guilty. Also, it was because Ning Fan brought an extra person to escape that they took a mont longer, resulting in Ning Fan being caught in the explosion’s backlash, suffering serious injuries...

Ancestor Leize could imagine that if Ning Fan faced the Corpse Puppet King alone, even if there were changes, he could have escaped unscathed—this boy was shrewd and wouldn’t fight without certainty. Didn’t you see he had prepared an escape route from the start? If not for dragging him down, Ning Fan’s injuries could have been completely avoided—might not even burn a single hair...

"Forget it... I... don’t bla you... whatever the case... you got injured... saving ..." Ancestor Leize sighed weakly. Ning Fan’s act of self-sacrifice in saving him unexpectedly ward his long-cold heart with a slight touch of emotion.

"Can’t hear..." Ning Fan’s ears were ringing, unable to hear Ancestor Leize’s voice clearly. His expression was solemn as he raced through the transmission tunnel, racing against ti. The tunnel behind him was already starting to crumble under the pressure of the explosion, and he had to reach the other end of the Six Paths Portal before it completely collapsed, arriving at the transmission point.

"But there’s one thing... I don’t understand... the explosion you caused... killed the Corpse Puppet King in nine breaths... but why... when it hit ... it seed not as... powerful... uh... not that I’m saying... your explosion isn’t... strong... oh, it hurts so much..." Ancestor Leize was also suffering from tinnitus and couldn’t hear Ning Fan, yet he mumbled his confusion aloud.

Then tragedy struck as he accidentally bit off his charred tongue. Crack, the blackened tongue crunched and snapped...

Given this, it’s not surprising that Ancestor Leize was puzzled because Ning Fan’s explosion was indeed peculiar!

The power of the explosion was strong, no doubt, but that strength rely doubled the base of the Reverse Sea Sword, barely enough to put a Second-Grade Quasi-Saint like Ancestor Leize in mortal danger and might not even be able to kill him outright.

Even Ancestor Leize couldn’t be one hundred percent killed, yet it took just nine breaths to eliminate the Corpse Puppet King, whose life force was hundreds to thousands of tis that of Ancestor Leize...

This scene seed as though Ning Fan’s explosion could inflict hundreds to thousands of tis more targeted damage on the Corpse Puppet King...

"Can’t hear..." Ning Fan still couldn’t hear what Ancestor Leize was saying, nor did he know about Ancestor Leize’s unfortunate tongue-biting incident.

"Daoist friend, you’re really... slippery... you actually prepared... a pot... transmission trap..." Ancestor Leize slurred indistinctly.

"Can’t understand..." Ning Fan’s tinnitus slightly subsided, but now he couldn’t comprehend Ancestor Leize’s words.

"I still don’t know... where the transmission trap’s... endpoint... will be..." Ancestor Leize anxiously said.

The Twelfth Layer of the Earth Abyss has a supernatural restriction on spirit sense; without a spirit sense locator, any long-distance transmission can only result in a random teleportation, with no way to choose the desired landing point.

With good luck, the landing point could be a safe place without enemies; with bad luck, Ning Fan might end up in the heart of the Light Ant Clan’s imperial city...

"Can’t understand..." Ning Fan still couldn’t understand Ancestor Leize’s words.

Yet, coincidentally, Ning Fan was worried about this issue too.

Even though he could pre-open a Six Paths Portal, he couldn’t control where the transmission point would be.

"I am seriously injured right now; if I directly teleport into the encirclent of the Light Ant Quasi-Saints, it would be disastrous..."

"Speaking of which, why did the Yin-Yang Five Swords principle cause such a turn of events... I can understand a little, but there are many parts I couldn’t grasp. It seems that when two divine skills rged, a violent qualitative change beyond my control occurred... Because of this, originally, I could assuredly defeat the Corpse Puppet King, yet I still got injured. And due to this sudden explosion, the creation of the Eternal Ghost Soldier was also affected..."

This is what displeased Ning Fan the most!

According to his plan, after killing the Corpse Puppet King, the next step was to find a safe place to create the Eternal Ghost Soldier.

But the result? Yes!

The explosion that went out of control injured even the Netherworld Ghost Flower, and likewise, three Eternal Ghost Soldiers were injured...

One must know that both the Eternal Ghost Soldiers and the Netherworld Ghost Flower possess the traits of Immortal Creatures, and are equally restrained by the Life-Slaying Sword...

If Ning Fan could perfectly control the Endless Reverse Sea, which had fused with the sword principles, the Netherworld Ghost Flower could avoid the seawater fused with the sword principles.

Unfortunately...

Let alone controlling it, the explosion was completely out of control! In such a situation, even the Netherworld Ghost Flower was wounded at the roots. If Ning Fan hadn’t quickly realized the danger and retracted the Netherworld Ghost Flower and the Eternal Ghost Soldiers, he might have lost the Soul-Devouring Tree along with the three ghost soldiers...

The three ghost soldiers, who the Corpse Puppet King could not kill, would be a real joke if Ning Fan made a blunder and killed them himself...

"The Corpse Puppet King is too strong, and making ghost soldiers out of it already has a very low success rate. Now that the Netherworld Ghost Flower is damaged at the roots, the success rate is likely to decrease further..."

"The creation of Eternal Ghost Soldiers must be completed within 24 hours after the ghost soldiers fall. Just 24 hours isn’t enough to fully recover the injuries of the Netherworld Ghost Flower, it seems that this attempt at creating an Eternal Ghost Soldier is destined to fail again..."

Ning Fan sighed, then suddenly collected himself, his expression becoming serious and vigilant.

Ahead is the transmission exit of the Six Paths Transmission Technique!

He wasn’t sure where the transmission would land this ti. If it fell into the encirclent of the Silver Armored Quasi-Saint among the Light Ants, he might have to fight desperately...

...

An ancient sky made of flesh and blood!

A fiery world made of flesh and blood!

This is a place forgotten by ti, suddenly, in the flesh and blood sky, a gigantic door appeared out of nowhere.

In the next instant, a heavily injured young man carrying a charred figure rushed out of the gigantic door and stepped into this flesh and blood world.

In the following mont, rolling flas erupted within the gigantic door, which was then consud by those flas and blasted into powder.

"That was close..." A drop of sweat mixed with charcoal appeared on Ancestor Leize’s forehead.

"That was close..." Ning Fan let out a soft sigh of relief, had he been a step slower, he would have been caught in the collapsing transmission.

"Where is this place... Are we still on the Twelfth Layer?" Ning Fan asked.

"This... doesn’t look... familiar..." Ancestor Leize observed the surrounding terrain and concluded.

This is definitely not the Twelfth Layer! Nowhere on the Twelfth Layer has this kind of flesh and blood environnt!

Another reason that made Ancestor Leize certain of this judgnt was the geomagnetism! Geomagnetism can interfere with a master’s spirit sense; conversely, the strength of the geomagnetism can also be used to determine the spatial depth of the Light Ancestor Abyss.

Judging by the strength of the geomagnetism, this flesh and blood world should be several tis deeper than the Twelfth Layer of the Abyss. But... Isn’t the Light Clan Abyss only supposed to have twelve layers, with the Twelfth Layer being the very bottom? How can there be another place deeper than the Twelfth Layer...

It’s baffling!

Ning Fan was similarly puzzled. However, what Ning Fan did not understand was rely what Ancestor Leize had said. Forgive him for not having enough intelligence; he really couldn’t comprehend this strange, lisped language...

Fortunately, Ning Fan also knew to determine his current position by the strength of the geomagnetism. After investigating, he was equally surprised because, according to the depth indicated by the geomagnetism... his current location is an even lower spatial layer than the Twelfth Layer of the Abyss.

The surrounding flesh and blood environnt gave Ning Fan a deep sense of familiarity. Yes, the Ant Lord’s Nest! The last ti he destroyed an Ant Lord’s Nest, the environnt was similar, but this ti, this environnt brought an unprecedented uneasy aura, seemingly far more dangerous than the last Ant Lord’s Nest he encountered...

"The temporary intelligence I collected did not include this place, whether or not it is indeed another Ant Lord’s Nest remains unknown. After all, I was rely passing by the Ant Lord’s Nest last ti and was attacked by the powerful tendrils inside. If this is really an Ant Lord’s Nest, why are there no tendril attacks..."

This place gives Ning Fan a deeply ominous feeling.

Yet, it also seems exceptionally safe, not an enemy in sight.

Ning Fan began to investigate the potential dangers of this place. After so investigation, he noticed that apart from the origin fire being stronger than on the Twelfth Layer of the Abyss, there seed to be nothing else worth noting.

More bizarrely, for so reason, this flesh and blood world seed to block the Red Na surveillance above him, and the feeling of being locked on by the Light Ant Clan experts had vanished...

"Cough, cough, cough..." Suddenly Ancestor Leize started to cough violently, spitting out mouthfuls of golden blood mixed with charcoal.

Once a master cultivates to the Immortal Emperor Realm, the blood essence transforms into gold. Now that Ancestor Leize is even coughing up golden blood, it is obvious that he can no longer suppress the injuries within his body.

Seeing this scene, how could Ning Fan still be interested in exploring the nature of this place? He must aid Ancestor Leize in healing. Considering that unexpected dangers might appear here, Ning Fan released Black Evil Sect mber, Aflo, Destroying Path Thunder Infant and Ancestral Thunder Sparrow to act as protectors.

Ancestral Thunder Sparrow is also out to protect?

Yes, riding on the Ancestral Thunder Sparrow makes the Destroying Path Thunder Infant the strongest form; the Ancestral Thunder Sparrow has now completely beco her mount.

"Master! You’re hurt! How could it be so severe! Hurry and drink so of Black Evil Sect mber’s blood to heal!" As soon as Black Evil Sect mber saw Ning Fan was bleeding all over, her ice-cold face was suddenly filled with anxiety. She rolled up her sleeve, stood on tiptoe, and placed her wrist in front of Ning Fan, as if offering it for him to bite.

The soul blood of a grown Jiuli is an extraordinary life-extending substance. Even ordinary blood has great nourishing effects; taking it can provide vast life force, making it very beneficial for healing injuries.

Ning Fan chuckled softly, patting Black Evil Sect mber’s small head reassuringly, "Silly cat, it’s just superficial wounds, which can be healed with ordinary ans. It wouldn’t be worth it to bite you just for these wounds."

The master got injured yet allows the little kitten to donate blood for healing, that’s not ideal! A genuine pet lover never expects any form of repaynt from their pets.

"The master is right, it was thoughtless of Black Evil Sect mber to suggest that, Black Evil Sect mber’s blood should be used in crucial monts when the master needs it most," Black Evil Sect mber nodded, seeming to understand.

She was always prepared to sacrifice her life for Ning Fan.

"That’s not what I ant... never mind."

Ning Fan affectionately pinched Black Evil Sect mber’s cheek, sighing, this little kitten is good in every way, perhaps just too loyal. Though over the years, he’s managed to instill so childlike innocence in her, her inherent stubborn nature remains unchangeable.

A slight blush crept across Black Evil Sect mber’s face. Although she had already shared the sa bed with Ning Fan, it was still sowhat embarrassing. Having her cat form touched was one thing, but the human form...

"Go, watch the surroundings. This place gives an unusual feeling. Although there seems to be no apparent danger for now, it’s possible the dangers here might exceed our understanding... If that’s the case, it will truly be troubleso."

"The master commands, the Black Evil Sect obeys unconditionally; as long as it’s the master’s order, the Black Evil Sect can accomplish anything..." Upon receiving the command, the Black Evil Sect imdiately brought its entourage, ready to protect Ning Fan.

At her request, Ning Fan even released the long-missed pseudo-emperor puppet Hei Xiaolian to join the patrol team.

This made Aflo extrely envious, as she could see that Ning Fan genuinely cherished the Black Evil Sect. Such affection was not based on romance, nor did it involve complex human relationships...

With Little Kitten and Aflo on the side guarding, Ning Fan could be sowhat at ease.

Ancestor Leize’s injuries were severe, but fortunately, Ning Fan had many Ninth Revolution Golden Pills, and quite a few Imperial-Grade Elixirs. As bottles of healing pills were placed before Ancestor Leize, he was dazzled, and after consuming several, the carbonization on his body visibly decreased, even his severed tongue grew back.

The tongue grew back, and the injuries began to heal, allowing Ancestor Leize to speak clearly and fluently. Faced with the array of pills, he couldn’t help but exclaim in amazent!

"This is... the Imperial-Grade Elixir Dark Realm Blood mory Pill! Isn’t this the secret pill of the Eastern Dark Clan? How did you get it, Daoist?"

[Of course, by storming the Dark Clan and snatching it...] Regarding Ancestor Leize’s shock, Ning Fan felt speechless but chose not to divulge the matter, afraid of scaring him. Attacking the secret clans alone seed truly astonishing...

"It’s actually the Divine Crow Healing Pill! Though it’s only a Gold Grade pill, in terms of treating burns, it’s even stronger than many Nine-Turn Emperor Elixirs! I’ve seen the formula for this pill; its ingredients can only be found below the Boundary River, and requires so flesh and blood of the Divine Crow Clan to refine... Limited by these materials, such pills are hardly seen in an Era of Decline! How did you find materials for alchemy?"

[Naturally by delving into the bottom of the Boundary River and collecting the blood and flesh of the Blood God Geng Wu...] Alright, Ning Fan also didn’t plan to tell Ancestor Leize about this.

"This is the Taiyix Celestial Capital Pill! It’s said to be the treasure that suppresses the valuables of the Godly Void Pavilion of Eastern Heaven, only three are available in the entire pavilion... Why do you have two? What is your relationship with the Godly Void Pavilion? Don’t tell that Senior Xiang Mingzi is generous enough to hand over such treasure pills?"

[Senior Xiang is a miser? I don’t believe it...]

"This is the Twelve Jade Towers Pill! It’s a secret drug of the South Heaven Calamity Clan, and you have it too!"

[Calamity Clan? Oh, during the Empire-Crowning Ceremony, he seed to kill several Immortal Emperors from the South Heaven Calamity Clan...]

"This is the Great Restoration Pill!"

"This is... this pill, I can’t even na it, what kind of pill is this?"

Alright, Ning Fan also couldn’t fully recognize his pills, but fortunately, he could communicate with all things, asking the pills to answer Ancestor Leize.

It turned out those unnad pills were acquired from the treasure vault of the Heiyun Sect, not knowing which forces Wu Laoba and his disciple deceived...

In Ning Fan’s view, healing pills were just healing pills; their use was rely for consuming to heal, nothing remarkable.

But Ancestor Leize didn’t see it that way; he contemplated further, speculating on the reason Ning Fan possessed such mighty pills!

These pills’ origins mostly ca from top forces of the Era of Decline, making Ning Fan appear even more mysterious as he simultaneously possessed so many powerful pills.

"Daoist, are you not an Ancient Great Cultivator?" Ancestor Leize began to doubt Ning Fan’s identity again.

"No." This ti Ning Fan was truly reluctant to pretend as an Ancient Great Cultivator.

"I don’t believe it!"

"..."

Ning Fan stopped arguing with Ancestor Leize, and seeing that Ancestor Leize’s healing was underway, he began ingesting pills to heal himself.

His injuries were indeed severe, but as he can often dodge, he avoided vital areas. By consuming a large number of pills, combined with his already potent healing thods, his injuries were half healed in less than four hours.

The remaining injuries, he had no ti to treat. Ti available to fabricate the Corpse Puppet King Ghost Soldier was less than eight hours!

"Though the chance is slim, let’s give it a try... But before making Ghost Soldiers, I must heal the Netherworld Ghost Flower. But... how to treat it when the Netherworld Ghost Flower is injured... I’m not skilled in spirit plants, let alone such worldly exotic species like the Netherworld Ghost Flower. So, how should I proceed... Uh, why not directly ask the Netherworld Ghost Flower itself?"

Thus, in front of Ancestor Leize, Ning Fan once again summoned the Netherworld Ghost Flower.

And then...

Ning Fan acted like a madman, started chatting with the flower. Of course, he wasn’t insane, but to Ancestor Leize, Ning Fan’s behavior was indeed akin to madness...

Ancestor Leize gaped with his de-carbonized mouth, dumbfounded.

In a mont of disorientation, he suddenly felt that Ning Fan’s insane look was very similar to another old madman... the infamous one from the heyday of the Liangyi Sect, who prided himself on Plum Wife and Crane Children. Wasn’t that madman called Liangyi Sage, taking plums as wives and cranes as children, though the crane ultimately betrayed...

Ancestor Leize suddenly felt his eyes blur with tears.

In Ning Fan’s insane behavior, he saw the figure of the old madman Liangyi Sage, witnessing the unbroken lineage of madness in the Liangyi Sect!

The scent of the Liangyi Sect was truly unbroken!

Abandoning all to protect Ning Fan was indeed the right decision, although he lacked the capability to truly protect Ning Fan...

"So that’s it, you only need to absorb the flesh and blood of powerful beings as nutrients to quickly heal your injuries. The heavier the injuries, the higher the grade of flesh and blood needed. Considering the explosion’s damage, at least the flesh and blood of a Second-Grade Quasi-Saint is required for full healing... Unfortunately, I cannot obtain flesh of such level for you, but will lower-grade flesh suffice?"

"If low-grade flesh is used, will the healing speed be very slow? How slow exactly?"

"Ten years? Isn’t that too long, aning for ten years, both the fabrication of the corpse puppet king ghost soldier and any subsequent soldiers will have a lower success rate?"

"Hmm? You didn’t misperceive? Beneath this land of flas lies a vast amount of strong blood, enough to heal you? Of what strength? What! How is that possible!"

[The Saint’s Blood! It’s buried beneath this land!]

This was the Netherworld Ghost Flower’s reply to Ning Fan!

The Netherworld Ghost Flower said that in this accidental blood-flesh realm Ning Fan entered, a terrifying quantity of the Saint’s Blood was buried!

But how could that be, wasn’t the Era of Decline devoid of Saints, is there truly Saint’s Blood...?

This blood-flesh realm, what kind of place is it!

Under the gaze of Ancestor Leize’s dubious eyes, Ning Fan suddenly stood up, summoned the Reverse Sea Sword, and began digging a hole in the ground.

Ancestor Leize didn’t know why Ning Fan wanted to dig on the ground, nor did he know what Ning Fan wanted to find. Just as he was about to ask, Ning Fan stopped his digging.

Because he failed!

Despite the sharpness of the Reverse Sea Sword, it could only excavate 300 zhang deep into this land—beyond that, the rock layer was so hard that the sword couldn’t penetrate it.

At this point, Ning Fan finally had so belief that this piece of land might be hiding the blood of a Saint! Unfortunately, even knowing the Saint’s blood was buried underground, he couldn’t dig it out. The rock layer was too hard, what could he do...

This flesh and blood world is most likely a forbidden area of the Light Ant Clan! He seems to have mistakenly stumbled into a very troubleso place...

"Master, sothing’s gone wrong! In the extre east direction, there’s a sky-covering black smoke approaching us, obviously targeting us!"

The patrolling Black Evil Sect unexpectedly noticed sothing.

"It seems we’ve been discovered, but it’s unknown what cultivation level the cors are; if they are Quasi-Saints..." Ning Fan’s eyes narrowed, at this mont, though Ancestor Leize’s injuries were stable, full recovery would take quite so ti.

Ning Fan’s injuries were only about fifty to sixty percent healed, and if the enemy was a Quasi-Saint of the Light Ant Clan, it would surely be a tough battle.

Ning Fan still rembered the encounter at the previous Ant Lord’s Nest; back then, he fought a Silver Armored Quasi-Saint of the Light Ant Clan there and had a deep impression of how the Silver Armored Quasi-Saint could utilize the power of the nest to fight.

The flesh and blood world in front of him, if it was also an Ant Lord’s Nest, would certainly be of a higher level than the previous nest!

This was the ho ground of the Light Ant Clan; encountering a Quasi-Saint of the Light Ant Clan here, the situation would definitely be unfavorable!

Closer, closer!

The billowing black smoke moved very quickly, arriving in an instant; as the smoke dispersed, it revealed rows of prisoner carts hidden underneath.

Surrounding the prisoner carts were hundreds of elite Light Ant Clan masters, all dressed as soldiers.

The weakest among these Light Ant Clan experts were True Immortals, while the highest was a female general! This woman was a Quasi-Saint!

The female general walked on black smoke; her face was obscured by smoke, making it hard to see, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes exuding a rciless cold light.

Her figure was very graceful, yet obscured by a large red cloak, hard to discern. Beneath the cloak, dark red scale armor could vaguely be seen; above the cloak, a lotus of karmic fire was embroidered.

"Hmm? A criminal marked by heavenly will? Are you prisoners locked here by the Yin Mu Priestess? Who escorted you to this place! And yet dared enter without my consent, hmph! The lineage of the High Priest is increasingly disregarding this General!" the female general said displeased, apparently misunderstanding sothing upon noticing the red mark above Ning Fan’s head.

This woman was undoubtedly a Quasi-Saint of the Light Ant Clan, but she didn’t know Ancestor Leize.

But Ancestor Leize knew her!

"Red Lotus! She is the Great General Red Lotus of the Light Ant Clan!" Ancestor Leize identified the woman’s identity.

"Great General Red Lotus, is it..."

Ning Fan’s eyes flickered imperceptibly.

The enemy was a Quasi-Saint, but coincidentally a woman; one might say this was the silver lining amid misfortune.

Hmm? That is...

Ning Fan suddenly noticed, among the many prisoner carts escorted by the Light Ant Clan, there was one that looked familiar...

Inside that cart, surprisingly, was a Sli Monster...

Ning Fan saw the Sli Monster, and the Sli Monster also saw Ning Fan.

Upon seeing Ning Fan, the Sli Monster couldn’t help itself and burst into tears.

This ti, she was truly moved by Ning Fan!

She rely attempted to cut off a strand of hair to implore Ning Fan for help, but it was just a desperate asure; she didn’t really expect Ning Fan to co risking everything to save her.

But Ning Fan really ca!

In her deepest despair, riding on a rainbow cloud like a hero, he crashed into her heart!

This was her hero!

She felt ashad of her previous despicable actions towards Ning Fan!

"You, why are you so good to ! I’m just a lump of mud! Yet you dare to breach the Ant Lord’s Thirteenth Spine to save !" The Sli Monster cried into a puddle of mud.

"..." Ning Fan really wanted to tell the Sli Monster that while he did intend to save her, this encounter was truly just a coincidence. Little girl, is it really okay to be moved so easily...

As it turned out, after being captured on the Twelfth Layer, the Sli Monster was transferred repeatedly until she was imprisoned in the most secret place in the Light Ancestor Abyss—the Thirteenth Layer!

And Ning Fan just happened to be randomly transmitted there.

This is what the Black Buddha Sect calls destiny and what the Taoists refer to as fate; a sip or a peck, all predetermined.

"So you’re not prisoners, but here to rescue them? Haha, this is truly amusing, the Thirteenth Spine is my territory, you dare co here seeking death!"

Red Lotus’s beautiful eyes flashed with cold light, not willing to give Ning Fan’s group any chance to explain, as she already rolled up black smoke, attacking Ning Fan and his companions!

"The wounds of the Netherworld Ghost Flower and Eternal Ghost Soldiers have not yet healed, so in this battle, I alone must fight..."

Swish!

Ning Fan flickered his body, charging towards Red Lotus.

In the next mont, above the flesh and blood sky, the golden divine light collided with the dark red sky-covering black smoke...