Amidst his loud laughter.
His body turned to ashes.
The Cold Mountain Giant King’s physique couldn’t even withstand the lava.
How could he possibly resist?
Yet the words he left behind before dying made Jiang Fan’s heart thump heavily.
His face grew exceptionally grave.
"Hahaha, all that fierceness, and now you’ve beco cannon fodder?"
Gu Xin’er, who had been huddled at the back, suddenly grabbed the five-zhang-long Wolf Fang Club.
She looked up and laughed heartily.
Dharma Seal Vajra put away the Demon-Subduing Pestle, clasped his hands together, and said, "Amitabha, well done."
He looked at Jiang Fan and said, "Thank you, Master Jiang, for saving us."
Bai Xin also nodded toward Jiang Fan, "Thank you."
"You’re really powerful."
If not for the Infinite Ring playing its role at the last mont, they would all have died a miserable death on the spot.
Jiang Fan collected his thoughts.
He glanced at the Heaven Slaying Furnace in his hand, which was still twitching slightly, as if the embers of lava hadn’t fully dissipated.
He inserted the Tingxue Sword into it again.
The Heaven Slaying Furnace shivered,
and then completely quieted down.
Imdiately, Jiang Fan turned his gaze to Song Lingyu.
Her hair was disheveled, and she stared at her own hands, engulfed in endless depression.
From a great distance, Jiang Fan could feel the suffocating aura of being controlled by this depression once more.
He couldn’t help but feel a chill down his spine.
He quickly activated the controlling Magic Artifact.
Curiosity flickered in his eyes as he gazed at the many shackles on her hands, feet, and back.
He wondered how these shackles ultimately controlled martial artists in a frenzied state.
As the Magic Artifact activated,
the chains on Song Lingyu’s limbs suddenly tightened, binding her feet and hands completely.
Jiang Fan showed no emotion.
Is that all?
Nothing impressive.
The next mont,
several tal pieces resembling steel plates on Song Lingyu’s back flew into the air and ford into a hamr.
It smashed down fiercely on Song Lingyu’s forehead.
The hamr contained a soul-attack to render unconscious.
With a clang,
Song Lingyu’s eyes rolled back, and she fainted on the spot.
Jiang Fan stared wide-eyed.
What, is subduing a frenzied martial artist this straightforward?
Watching Song Lingyu fall straight down,
Jiang Fan flew over, caught her, and said sheepishly,
"Exploring is tough, working hard only to get whacked."
Gu Xin’er, carrying a Wolf Fang Club much taller than her, flew back and scoffed,
"You’re actually sympathizing with others."
"You’re already a Four Apertures Nascent Soul — not far from being an Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul."
"By then, if you go berserk, you’ll be knocked unconscious too."
What the...!
Jiang Fan was speechless.
This Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul business made him not want to break through anymore.
It’s too tragic!
Vajra smiled and said, "If Master Jiang is scared, you’re welco to White Horse Temple."
"Our First Grade, Second Grade Vajra wouldn’t et such a grim fate."
Jiang Fan asked in amazent, "Then how do you handle it when your First Grade, Second Grade Vajra go mad?"
Vajra replied, "The Buddha Beads gifted by the Bodhisattva erase their mories, returning them to peace."
Uh!
Jiang Fan rembered when the Bodhisattva rely spoke, causing everyone present except for himself and Master Puguang to forget about the Bodhi Tree.
He couldn’t help but feel a chill down his spine.
"How is this different from becoming a walking corpse?"
"I’d rather take a blow."
Bai Xin, gripping a Spirit Sword, said, "Let’s first deal with the remaining Ancient Giants."
She looked at the island, where several Ancient Giants were either trying to hide or rush into the distance.
Seeing this, Jiang Fan quickly said, "Keep them alive if you can."
"They might be useful when taken back."
Saying this, he chased after them first.
Mature Ancient Giants only had the combat power of Five Apertures Nascent Soul.
Jiang Fan could handle them effortlessly.
In no ti at all, he captured two alive.
Bai Xin also captured two.
Vajra brought back only two.
There was still one more.
It was captured by the group of Asura Clan who had escaped further away and brought before Jiang Fan.
"Thank you, esteed warriors, for your assistance."
While capturing the Ancient Giant before them, they had all suffered injuries to varying degrees.
Bai Xin and the others remained unmoved.
Because they couldn’t understand what was being said.
Only Jiang Fan, after a brief glance, said, "You’re welco."
Oh?
The six Asura Clan mbers looked surprised.
Among them, the 18-year-old-looking Asura youth imdiately stepped forward and said,
"You are beings from the Central Earth Realm, aren’t you?"
"It seems the rumors are true; last ti, your people infiltrated the Royal Court, fought a battle there, and killed many Ancient Giants."
Jiang Fan’s heart stirred slightly.
What they referred to must be the True Word Venerable and his group.
The four of them combined their strength to enter a place called the Royal Court, which sounded deep within enemy territory.
"But they went to the wrong place."
"The real place they should have gone is the Ancient Sky Pit."
"That is the Source of All Evil."
The Asura youth lanted with regret.
Jiang Fan squinted his eyes.
This guy seed to be subtly suggesting that he should go to the Ancient Sky Pit.
He responded frankly, "Where to go, I’ll decide for myself."
"I don’t need your guidance."
Whether the Asura Clan before him were friend or foe was uncertain; how could he trust them casually?
While speaking, he was also keeping his distance.
Remaining vigilant.
Vajra summoned the Eighth-Grade Lotus, shrinking it to the size of a palm.
He discreetly glanced at the Connecting Sky Black Pillar behind Jiang Fan.
Under the cover of the lotus’s Buddha Light, it remained temporarily concealed.
He took the opportunity to embed the lotus into the Connecting Sky Black Pillar, hiding it completely.
This was a matter of their lives.
He had no choice but to protect it.
The two sides exchanged glances across the empty space.
The Asura youth had no choice but to clasp his hands together and say, "It’s understandable that you don’t trust ."
"Just as I’ll find it difficult to trust the people below when I go to the Central Earth Realm."
"Take care."
Oh?
Jiang Fan then understood that this group hurriedly intended to go to the Connecting Sky Black Pillar.
They wished to travel to the Central Earth Realm, like the Dark Shura Clan woman nad Tian Ge trapped in the White Horse Temple.
With a glimr in his eyes, Jiang Fan said,
"No need to go; the Connecting Sky Black Pillar is sealed."
"There’s no point in going."
What?
The Asura youth, whose complexion was already pallid, turned even whiter.
"How could this happen?"
"Doesn’t this an we can’t avoid becoming Ancient Giants?"
Huh?
Jiang Fan’s heart was struck by shock.
Was he hearing sothing truly earth-shattering?
The Asura Clan before him could beco Ancient Giants?
What was the real origin of the Ancient Giants?
He was about to ask further.
Suddenly, the sea of clouds beneath their feet began to churn violently.
Ripples spread in waves.
The floating pieces of rubble above seed to jump in rhythm.
In midair, Jiang Fan and the others felt the atmosphere tremble.
This feeling.
As if an enormous creature was approaching with overwhelming force.
Every step caused the surroundings to quiver.
Jiang Fan, Bai Xin, and Vajra’s faces changed in unison.
They thought of the worries they had during the battle with the Nine Aperture Giant.
This giant was indeed calling for reinforcents!
With his strength requiring aid, the help coming wouldn’t be weaker than him.
The shocking phenonon unfolding before them.
The nature of the being approaching was self-evident!
Giant King!
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