The Yin Yang Ancestor from the Heavenly Monarch Ninth Layer Heaven struck again, causing Chen Nan’s entire ridians to almost shatter.
Though this old scoundrel is strong in cultivation, he is still far from the power of a Half-step Supre Ancient God Avatar; otherwise, with a casual strike, he could easily crush Chen Nan.
There would absolutely be no chance to fight back!
The Yin Yang Ancestor looked at Chen Nan, now a trapped turtle in a jar, unable even to move, and sneered coldly: "You little pests dare to enter the Ancient God Temple. If it weren’t for the two Palace Masters of the Heavenly People Clan proposing to share the treasures with us, and the Mo Family and soldier clan offering enough compensation, would I bother to ambush you juniors here?"
He glanced coldly at Zhao Han, "Little guy, why don’t you strike? Oh, I rember, my first attack landed all on you, dispersing almost all your Immortal Essence Power. Now, you probably can’t even defeat the weakest Heavenly Monarch here, can you?"
The Yin Yang Ancestor’s gaze was like looking at a dead man, "Enough, I’ve spoken too much today. Although the Heavenly People Clan agreed to share the treasure, it’s more prudent for to chase quickly, kill all of you, and accept the rewards they’ve promised , while still vying for the treasures. Indeed, it’s killing two birds with one stone."
As the Yin Yang Ancestor spoke, he prepared to slay Chen Nan, Zhao Han, and the Fire Qilin, dismissing the situation of the Pu Li Strange Beast as dood anyway.
However, just as he was about to act—
Suddenly!
He felt a chill down his back.
The old scoundrel turned around, scanning with Divine Sense, finding not a soul in the hundred-mile radius that could threaten him.
Yet, he did not relax, and instead, beans of sweat rolled directly from his forehead.
Unable to find the source of terror is the true fear.
Though trapped inside the black and white Light Shield, Chen Nan could also sense that a stronger presence had arrived.
Could it be that the terrifying existence within the Ancient God Temple did not die? Or perhaps a wisp of its Residual Soul still remains?
But, Chen Nan quickly dismissed this thought.
He recalled what the Haotian Tower once said: in addition to themselves, other terrifying beings had entered the Ancient God Temple. At that ti, he worried for Little Heavenly Demon’s safety and didn’t inquire further.
Seeing the Yin Yang Ancestor’s expression now, Chen Nan instantly understood.
The terrifying presence ntioned by Haotian Tower was above these ancestors.
Despite being severely injured, Chen Nan’s heart was not clouded with thoughts. He was rely curious about the formidable entity’s identity.
And at this mont, Chen Nan sensed a familiar aura.
Then, a mocking voice echoed: "Hahaha, wretched boy, I can’t kill you, but there are countless who can in this world. Who would’ve thought you’d fall here? The fortunes within this temple are destined to be beyond your grasp."
Chen Nan’s expression changed; now too weak to sustain Divine Thought, he could only ask aloud: "Who are you? I sense we’re familiar; have I offended you?"
"Offended... indeed, you’ve offended . You, native boy, are one to easily forget significant people. The grudge against the God and Demon Tower, today, I can finally settle it."
The voice was laced with intense hatred, spoken through clenched teeth: "Though regrettably, I can’t kill you with my own hands."
Chen Nan suddenly realized it was the Ancient God Avatar.
The guy had flown from the Ancient God Star, unexpectedly showing up here.
Unsure whether he followed all the way or detected the Ancient God Temple and tracked down here?
The reach of Divine Sense for those of the Half-step Supre strength is almost boundless, even surpassing Supre Realm—like Xuan Tianji, able to communicate across realms directly with Chen Nan.
Sweat poured like streams from the Yin Yang Ancestor’s forehead and back.
Having lived so long, claiming to not fear death is impossible.
It’s been long since facing death, and having lived too long, a feeling of boredom set in. Yet when death truly lood, an overwhelming fear enveloped him like shadows descending.
Listening to Chen Nan’s self-directed speech, the Yin Yang Ancestor expanded his Divine Sense again but found nothing.
"Kid, you think pretending to be mysterious can scare ?"
This ancestor spoke boldly, his legs trembling yet not conceding weakness, seemingly unafraid.
Chen Nan laughed coldly: "Ancient God Avatar, reveal yourself, stop hiding. If you don’t show face, this old bastard won’t dare kill ."
His tone carried a carefree spirit, as if entirely unfearful of death’s arrival.
After Chen Nan finished speaking, a figure appeared in the void, causing the Yin Yang Ancestor to stagger mid-air, nearly dropping headlong: "Half-step Supre... how is this possible?"
The Ancient Hidden Forces always believed the strongest in Panlong Star Domain was Heavenly Monarch Ninth Layer. But now, there’s a Half-step Supre.
Breaking from Heavenly Monarch Ninth Layer to Half-step Supre is incredibly challenging. Even with good luck, one of the six ancestors achieving this realm within hundreds or thousands of years would be difficult.
Of course, there’s another faster way—
That is through destiny, receiving opportunities left by Supre experts, providing assurance for breakthrough to Half-step Supre.
"Haha, what is Half-step Supre, just a little surprise, my body’s... huh!"
Upon ntioning his body, seeing Chen Nan still present, he snorted dismissively, avoiding ntion for reputation’s sake; before Chen Nan, he must maintain his dignity.
"What about your body? Why stop speaking?" Chen Nan chuckled and asked.
The Ancient God Avatar remained silent, urging the Yin Yang Ancestor: "Native old man, hurry and kill this brat, why do you hesitate?"
Chen Nan burst into laughter, "Yes, hurry and kill , the Half-step Supre will be pleased. But won’t you ask why he doesn’t kill and wants you to act?"
Originally, seeing the Half-step Supre made the Yin Yang Ancestor’s legs go soft, yet hearing Chen Nan’s words, his expression shifted several tis.
Even with stupidity, it was clear Chen Nan wasn’t afraid of this Half-step Supre.
"Could this Half-step Supre be a fake?" Yin Yang Ancestor mused.
Thinking thus, he began scrutinizing the Half-step Supre.
Indeed, this guy seed not to possess much prowess, even the brat beaten up by him isn’t afraid of him, why should I fear him?
The Yin Yang Ancestor’s spirit surged, gazing intently at the Ancient God Avatar: "Heh, you probably don’t know my status, Ancestor of Yin Yang Clan. Now, our six Invincible Strong People of Panlong Star Domain are in this Ancient God Temple, you phony better not command ."
User Comments
0 comments from readers