"Boy, pour all the Divine Essence I’m supposed to receive into my mouth!"
Hua Yu shouted, speaking to Fang Yu, and at the sa ti, this avatar’s mouth suddenly opened wide, like a funnel, stretching in front of Fang Yu.
"Alright!"
Fang Yu knew the situation was urgent. Hua Yu’s avatar urgently wanting so much Divine Essence was undoubtedly preparing so special ans.
Without a word, Fang Yu directly followed the distribution thod they had previously agreed upon, with Fang Yu getting seven parts and Hua Yu three. He took out three vials of Divine Essence from his arms and poured them into Hua Yu’s mouth one after the other.
At this mont, it didn’t matter who benefitted or lost; giving a bit more was no problem.
"Gulp, gulp~~"
Hua Yu’s avatar’s mouth was like a bottomless pit. Clearly, it was just a single head-sized avatar, but even after the three vials of Divine Essence were poured in, there was no visible change in its volu.
At this ti, a voice quietly appeared in Fang Yu’s mind.
"Fang Yu, listen up."
"The reason I’m asking you for Divine Essence this ti is that I’m preparing to use an ancient legacy, the Soul-Splitting Alchemy, to split my avatar from my main body’s control, forming a new life entity."
"The advantage of this is that it allows my avatar to have life and growth potential and no longer be subject to my control. It can grow to nearly the strength of the main body in a very short ti, helping you escape this place."
"The drawback is that I will completely lose control over the avatar, and in the future, this avatar’s ford life is very likely to backfire."
"It will backfire not only on but on you too."
"Backfire on ?!"
Fang Yu was baffled.
"Yes, the avatar that splits away will only temporarily possess my mories, but he will soon discover that those familiar faces and events in the mory actually have nothing to do with him but are instead experiences of another life’s process. His life actually has no connection to anyone."
"He will feel an unprecedented sense of loneliness for a period, which will then gradually turn into a twisted psyche, starting to seek revenge on everything in the past mories."
"Once it splits, after helping you escape the danger, next ti you et, you must be cautious."
Hua Yu’s voice abruptly stopped, as if Hua Yu suddenly severed all contact with the avatar here.
The next mont, Hua Yu’s avatar, after absorbing the three vials of Divine Essence, surprisingly began to grow flesh and blood.
Initially, it was just a single head with alchemy seals engraved on it.
At this mont, the alchemy seals started to flow, and Hua Yu’s avatar gradually closed its eyes. A large amount of flesh and blood erged as the alchemy seals coursed through.
Like seeds sprouting branches, the flesh and blood turned into vines and branches, starting to construct a body.
Fang Yu ordered the Sharp Blade Army to evacuate swiftly, while watching Hua Yu’s avatar in front of him. As it gradually filled with flesh and blood, it indeed grew into an ordinary-looking middle-aged man—presumably Hua Yu’s original appearance.
The next mont, this middle-aged man opened his eyes, looking at Fang Yu, with his pupils reflecting two piercing gleams, powerful energy waves flowing unstoppably.
Fang Yu’s heart tightened, he tentatively spoke: "Hua Yu?"
"I am not Hua Yu."
The man spoke, his voice identical to Hua Yu’s. However, he seed desperate to shake off Hua Yu’s influence on him, unwilling even to have any association in na: "Call Qian Luan. I rember my mother’s surna is Qian, so I follow my mother..."
He suddenly paused, then murmured: "That’s right... she is not my mother."
Fang Yu was startled, realizing he couldn’t let Qian Luan continue down this train of thought, so he quickly spoke: "Now’s not the ti to think about this, the situation is critical, let’s get out of here quickly!"
Upon hearing Fang Yu’s words, Qian Luan snapped back, imdiately his expression turned serious: "You’re right, let’s go! Let help you get rid of the pursuers behind us!"
The next mont, Qian Luan leaped up into the air, astonishingly standing in the void.
Imdiately, he extended his hand, a large amount of seals released, instantly rging with seawater, transforming into a massive underwater space, completely enveloping both Fang Yu’s Salted Fish and the Sharp Blade Army.
Instantly, the aura of Salted Fish and the Sharp Blade Army was completely isolated by the seawater, not leaking out in the slightest.
"Move quickly!"
Qian Luan whispered, he urged his power, using the thrust of the seawater to propel the Salted Fish and the Sharp Blade Army forward.
Fang Yu and the others didn’t remain idle either; they directly activated the power system, bursting into extrely high speed in an instant.
Then Fang Yu tore open a scroll for increasing overall speed.
This thing was precious, but it was not the ti to dwell on this issue, as the Sharp Blade Army was Fang Yu’s strength and must not be lost here.
"Buzz!"
Imdiately, one ship after another exploded with extrely fast speed, charging swiftly towards the distance against the waves.
Qian Luan watched, nodding slightly. With the support of his alchemy seals, the aura of Fang Yu and the others was completely concealed, unable to spread out. As long as they kept moving forward, they could escape danger.
Thinking of this, Qian Luan turned around without a word, looking back at those pursuers behind.
"Glorious-level believers..."
Qian Luan chuckled coldly. This level of believer grew wings of radiance on their backs, allowing them to fly in the sky, and their strength was equivalent to a Lord-level battleship’s combat power.
But compared to an existence at the level of a Divine Envoy, it was still insufficient.
Although compared to Hua Yu’s main body, his strength might only be seventy to eighty percent, dealing with Glorious-level believers was already enough.
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