Capítulo 1133: Chapter 1144: The Second Grand Gift
Upon hearing that Wang Yan only needed half a day to kill three hundred thousand Blazing Fla Flood Dragons, everyone was stunned.
Watching Wang Yan’s departing figure, Elder Si Qin hurriedly reminded, “Wang Yan, be careful before you slay the Blazing Fla Flood Dragon. Don’t let the Half-Venerable Dragon escape.”
At this mont, Wang Yan had already flown to the front of the Giant Tree Array, his body flickering as he entered the array.
And just before Wang Yan entered the Giant Tree Array, a voice echoed: “Elder Si Qin, rest assured, I will first absorb the Demon Soul, then slay the Blazing Fla Flood Dragon.”
Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked.
Absorbing the Demon Soul takes at least several hours, and half of the day had already passed, how could there be ti to kill two hundred thousand Blazing Fla Flood Dragons?
Elder Fang Hong, seeing himself being repeatedly disregarded, felt sowhat embarrassed and coldly said, “Wang Yan may have good cultivation, but he is too arrogant. I fear his practice won’t last long.”
Upon hearing Fang Hong’s contempt for Wang Yan, Elder Si Qin replied displeased, “Elder Fang Hong, I think Wang Yan must have confidence in himself to say so.”
Fang Hong shook his head and said, “I’ve lived this long, how could I be wrong? If Elder Si Qin does not agree, why don’t we make a bet?”
“How do we bet?” Elder Si Qin asked.
“I bet Wang Yan cannot both absorb the Demon Soul and kill three hundred thousand Blazing Fla Flood Dragons within half a day. If he can, I suggest giving Zhao Feng to Wang Yan, so Wang Yan becos the master of Zhao Feng. If he can’t, Zhao Feng belongs to , and Wang Yan’s bet with Fang Jinchun is canceled.”
Hearing Fang Hong’s words, Elder Si Qin couldn’t help but curse, “Old fox.”
The bet seems fair, but even if Fang Hong loses, he suffers no loss.
Zhao Feng isn’t his; he is rely gambling with Zhao Liangdong’s possessions.
If he wins, he gains Zhao Feng and the bet with Fang Jinchun.
Before Elder Si Qin could speak, Fang Jinchun imdiately said, “My bet with Wang Yan is voluntary and doesn’t need to be canceled.”
Fang Hong glared at Fang Jinchun, scolding, “Shut up, I am still your elder, and juniors should not interrupt when elders speak.”
Seeing Fang Hong’s anger, Fang Jinchun dared not speak further.
Fang Hong turned to Elder Si Qin, saying, “Elder Si Qin, shall we seal the bet?”
How could Elder Si Qin agree? She shook her head and said, “I am confident Wang Yan can accomplish it, but Zhao Feng is not ours to wager.”
Fang Hong said, “Now that Zhao Liangdong is gone, we are the ones to decide.”
After speaking, Fang Hong looked at the other elders, asking, “Do any of you have opinions?”
Zhao Feng wasn’t the other elders’ possession either, so how could they upset Fang Hong?
So, the other five elders shook their heads, expressing no dissent.
Zhao Fen had opinions, but Fang Hong didn’t even glance at him.
This left Elder Si Qin feeling troubled, wondering if Wang Yan could indeed accomplish it.
Seeing Si Qin remain silent, Fang Hong said, “It seems Elder Si Qin also worries Wang Yan might fail. If Elder Si Qin says Wang Yan is boasting, then we won’t bet.”
Upon hearing this, Elder Si Qin was truly angry, yet the matter concerned Wang Yan, leaving her unable to decide.
Just as Fang Hong was pressing further, leaving Elder Si Qin in difficulty, a calm voice from the Giant Tree Array spoke, “I agree.”
Upon hearing this, Fang Hong couldn’t help but rejoice, “Haha, good! Wang Yan is truly a character. Since it’s settled, the bet is sealed.”
Elder Si Qin grew anxious, pondering: Wang Yan is indeed brash; half a day won’t suffice to absorb the Demon Soul, let alone to kill three hundred thousand Blazing Fla Flood Dragons. Alas, losing the bet is minor; losing face is significant.
Fang Hong squinted with a smile, stroking his beard, feeling triumphant: Hmph, Wang Yan, oh Wang Yan, still too young to bet with . Once this half-day passes, Zhao Feng will be mine.
As he delightedly stroked his beard, suddenly, a wolf howl rose from the Giant Tree Array.
With the howl, a Cyan Wolf’s Demon Pattern shot into the sky, and as the Wolf Pattern surged, four Soul Stars surrounded it.
Three of them were orange, yellow, and cyan, while one flickered a light blue glow.
In a high-altitude swirl, the Cyan Wolf quickly returned, disappearing into the Giant Tree Array.
Just now, Fang Hong’s right hand was leisurely stroking his beard, but when the Cyan Wolf appeared, he inadvertently pulled out five or six beard hairs.
Despite the fiery pain on his chin, Fang Hong’s eyes widened with shock.
Elder Si Qin was also surprised but soon smiled, glancing at Fang Hong, saying, “Elder Fang Hong, did I see wrong? It seems that the Wolf Pattern has absorbed the Demon Soul.”
Indeed, Elder Si Qin saw it all clearly.
When the Wolf Pattern erged, the light blue glow was exceptionally dazzling.
The fourth Soul Star was a Half-Venerable’s Soul Star, truly a rarity, thus particularly eye-catching.
Listening to Si Qin’s words, Fang Hong stamred, “Yes, yes, I didn’t see clearly either, but slaying three hundred thousand Blazing Fla Flood Dragons isn’t easy either.”
Seeing Fang Hong stamr, Elder Si Qin chuckled lightly, then looked at the impenetrable Giant Tree Array, thinking with delight: Wang Yan, oh Wang Yan, you always manage to surprise. Yet, I wonder how you will kill those three hundred thousand Blazing Fla Flood Dragons.
In the Giant Tree Array, Wang Yan looked at the Wolf Pattern overhead, thinking with delight: The Half-Venerable Dragon’s Demon Soul is indeed powerful. Though I haven’t reached Half-Venerable cultivation, I already feel the mighty Half-Venerable power within. Additionally, this Fourth Soul Skill is a pleasant surprise.
With a slight smile, Wang Yan absorbed the Wolf Pattern into himself.
Then Wang Yan looked up at the thirty thousand Blazing Fla Flood Dragons wandering within the Giant Tree Array, contemplating: It’s ti to test another gain from the Blazing Fla Hell.
In the Blazing Hell, Wang Yan’s soul was enhanced by ng Po, becoming imnsely powerful, forming a Nascent Soul only a Demon God possesses.
And ng Po’s second gift to Wang Yan was the Soul-Breaking Spear.
Wang Yan raised his hand, and a black Soul-Breaking Spear erged.
This Soul-Breaking Spear was still one spear, but the black cherry on it glead with a profound light.
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