Chapter 1083 - 562: The Old Master at My Side

Soon.

Zhuang Jun witnessed the way the Blood Servants fought.

They charged into a large suite at extreme speed; the interior was extremely luxurious, and just the living room alone was over a hundred square meters.

The scene in the living room was enough to make one blush and heart race: a dozen or so stark-naked young women, all of them very pretty, were lying sprawled all over the floor, their consciousness sunk into some strange, hazy state.

Zhuang Jun swept his gaze over them and felt that the soul state of these women seemed a bit off.

Vivian explained, "This should be a Soul Secret Technique Kennedy used. When he entangles with these women, he can slowly draw out their soul source. At most within half a year they’ll die from soul senescence."

She didn’t forget to add, "Right now the entire Carmenia Federation has already become a literal Demon Breeding Farm. The bodies of commoners are blood-and-flesh sacrifices for demons, and their souls are the demons’ delicacies."

Zhuang Jun remained silent.

Vivian let out a "huh": "That bastard Kennedy reacted pretty fast, actually managed to hide so quickly."

Zhuang Jun asked curiously, "What Secret Technique is Kennedy using? I can sense it’s inside the suite."

Vivian was very forthcoming and answered, "It’s one hundred percent the Blood Shadow Secret Technique. They can hide inside shadows. It’s a method the Red Flame Race is relatively good at; ordinary Warriors can hardly ferret them out."

She paused for a moment, then smiled. "But playing these little tricks in front of Blood Servants is just begging to die."

Vivian glanced at the Blood Servants crowded into a clump and ordered, "Go!"

"Puff! Puff!"

Accompanied by a series of soft pops.

The Blood Servants all exploded into blood mist, swiftly drifting into the shadows in every corner of the suite.

The next instant.

Something strange happened.

"Aaah—"

A single shrill wail rang out.

A twisted dark-red shadow suddenly shot out from a patch of shadow at the base of a wall.

It struggled desperately in midair, as if trying to transform back into human form.

But each time it reached the final step, a wash of blood-color would surface over the shadow’s exterior, and the transformation would fail at the last moment.

Zhuang Jun watched in utter amazement.

Vivian smiled as she explained, "Blood Servants are the nemesis of the Blood Shadow Secret Technique. They can meld into the blood shadows that demons transform into. Once there’s power inside the body that doesn’t belong to itself, the Secret Technique will of course run into major problems."

Zhuang Jun pondered for a moment, instantly sketching out the full course of events in his mind.

Vivian must have run into the Blood Shadow Secret Technique many times before, yet been completely helpless against those demons, driven into utter frustration.

Later she asked the Ghost Lord for help, and the Lord passed on to her the Blood Servant Blood Sacrifice that specifically counters the Blood Shadow Secret Technique.

She racked her brains to master the Blood Servant Blood Sacrifice, then asked the Ghost Lord to send a helper to assist her in hunting down demons.

So Vivian’s current mindset is obviously that of a xuanhuan protagonist who has "finally mastered a divine art after bitter cultivation and is ready to hunt down enemies for revenge."

Zhuang Jun suddenly felt that the Ghost Lord was like the "old grandpa living in the protagonist’s pocket" in xuanhuan novels.

The Lord, without making a show of it, had trained Vivian into a powerful Demon Warrior, turning her into a strong piece on his chessboard.

Is this how top-tier powerhouses operate?

At this moment.

Vivian laughed happily. "Wanderer, get ready to enjoy the show."

Her words had barely fallen.

The blood shadow that the demon had turned into—Kennedy—suddenly split apart in midair.

The blood shadow finally reverted to a physical body at that moment, but unfortunately it was in the form of severed limbs.

His body shattered into more than a dozen pieces, even his skull cap flew out, falling all over the ground with dull thuds.

Every piece of severed limb actually twitched a few times before finally falling still.

Clearly, Kennedy was dead.

The Blood Servants swarmed over, turning into blood mist that wrapped around the severed limbs, quickly devouring the flesh and leaving behind only segments of bone.

Vivian watched all of this, unable to stop herself from murmuring, "Praise Ghost!"

As a "chess piece" personally cultivated by Mr. Ghost, no one understood better than she did just how powerful Mr. Ghost truly was.

Zhuang Jun, on the other hand, had the feeling of having "stepped into a new world."

So what I saw before was only the surface floating on the water; it’s the fierce battles hidden in the shadows that actually determine the fate of the Canglan Civilization.

Vivian excitedly stuck out her tongue and licked her lips. "Come on, let’s go find the next one!"

*

Ancient Celestial Sixty eight World Groups.

Black-tail Civilization.

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar echoed between heaven and earth.

A gigantic fissure split open across the surface of the Black Tail World.

Yang Fan saw with his own eyes as a giant mountain thousands of meters tall slowly tilted, then crashed down into the fissure with a deafening rumble; the scene was spectacular to the extreme.

The Black Tail World was a mountainous world; over 80% of its surface was mountains, and crossing ridges and peaks demanded a stronger physique, which objectively shaped the sturdy bodies of the Black-tailed People.

Perhaps because of the World Law, most of the mountains in this world were tall and steep, like one giant pillar after another rising high above the earth, looking extremely peculiar.

Yang Fan sincerely felt that if a tourist line could be established from the Canglan Civilization to the Black Tail Civilization, there would definitely be many Canglan People happy to come over for a trip.

Unfortunately, there was no "if" anymore.

The vast majority of Black-tailed People had been slaughtered by Demons, the World Will was on the verge of collapse, and the Black Tail World had officially entered its fall.

Ever since Yang Fan set up and butchered two Demon Knights, this Knight Battle Group had not tried to pursue him again, instead huddling together and deliberately avoiding him.

Even when he massacred a large number of Demon Warriors, the Knight Battle Group never appeared, pretending this had never happened.

Miss Jana was quite impressed by this.

Relying on his own strength alone, he had killed over a hundred Demon Knights to the point they didn’t dare show their faces—worthy indeed of the Mei Jia Savior foretold by the Holy Grand Chief Priest’s prophecy.

And Mermaid had personally witnessed this, making her even more firmly believe in the "Mei Jia Savior."

Yang Fan suddenly found himself idle for a while and finally had time to stroll all over the Black Tail World.

Or rather—go sightseeing.

"Wom~"

The earth continued to tremble, and the cracks grew larger and larger.

Yang Fan stared at the fissures and suddenly felt a bit sentimental: "From the standpoint of the Civilization World, the Qing yang Demon Race are an utterly terrifying natural disaster.

"But from the standpoint of the Primordial World, the Qing yang Demon Race helped the Primordial World devour one Civilization World after another; they’ve rendered tremendous service to the Primordial World."

Miss Jana nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I’ve indeed heard a theory that the Qing yang Demon Race are Primordial favored clans, having received the favor of the Primordial World, which is why they could grow so powerful.

"To some extent, this Great Destruction Tribulation that will annihilate countless Civilization Worlds is more like a super war between the Civilization Worlds and the various Primordial races."

Yang Fan pondered for a moment and asked a question: "Then the ones leading this super war should be the Ancient Gods, right?"

A trace of astonishment flashed across Miss Jana’s beautiful eyes: "Yes, many powerful Civilization Worlds think so."

She glanced at Yang Fan: "Looks like you know more secret information than I expected."

Yang Fan just smiled and said nothing.

For a Knight from a newbie civilization to know information about Ancient Gods was indeed unbelievable.

Miss Jana changed the topic: "Although the Knight Battle Group gave up the pursuit, I don’t think this is necessarily a good thing."

A trace of worry flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she deliberately stressed her tone: "The Demons are very likely to invite a Venerable to descend."

In other words, this was merely the calm before the storm.

However.

What surprised Mermaid was that when Yang Fan heard this, his expression was quite calm: "I know."

Miss Jana finally reacted, her pretty face changing slightly: "You’d already anticipated this possibility, so you deliberately want to test the strength of the Demon Venerable?"

She sucked in a sharp breath: "You’re far too bold; a Venerable’s Combat Power is absolutely beyond what a Knight can imagine."

Yang Fan spoke at ease: "My ability is highly effective against Demons. You’re of the Jana Royal Family and command many powerful Secret Techniques; you happen to have a rather deep understanding of Venerables.

"The Black Tail Civilization is already a world about to shatter, its space starting to become unstable. No matter how badly the fight goes, it doesn’t matter, and besides, the Demon Venerable definitely can’t descend in person—at most they’ll send a single avatar."

He smiled and said, "Taking everything into account, now is the perfect time to challenge a Venerable."

Previously, he had been "drugged" by Mermaid and had almost become Meijia Race, yet he still chose to reconcile with her precisely because Mermaid and the Mei Jia Civilization had their uses.

As a leader, he had to weigh pros and cons when he acted and couldn’t rely on personal likes and dislikes alone.

Miss Jana froze for a moment, then pressed him: "You said ’space is becoming unstable’—does that mean you’ve already prepared a way to shake off the pursuit of the Venerable’s avatar?"

Yang Fan did not deny it: "Of course. If I didn’t have an emergency escape method, I wouldn’t dare rashly challenge a Venerable’s avatar."

He had another reason he didn’t voice: the Red Flame Race that had entered Canglan Star were on the verge of using the Holy Seed Plan to summon a Venerable’s avatar to descend.

Even if the Holy Seed Plan was destroyed, the Venerable probably wouldn’t give up easily, so the Canglan Civilization would eventually have to face a Venerable.

He might as well take this opportunity to personally feel out a Venerable’s Combat Power; otherwise, if he misjudged it when the time came, the Canglan Civilization might really be destroyed.

Miss Jana looked at him steadily for a while and couldn’t help sighing: "You’re the craziest human I’ve ever seen."

If he weren’t the Mei Jia Savior, she would have turned around and left.

Because challenging a powerful Venerable, even just an avatar, was playing with fire; a slight misstep and you’d be burned alive.

But she had already been dragged completely into the water; there was no backing out, and she could only grit her teeth and push forward.

Yang Fan smiled: "Trust me, I’m the Mei Jia Savior. A mere Venerable’s avatar can’t possibly kill me."

As soon as he finished speaking—

"Splash!"

A single illusory sound rang out.

An ethereal wooden boat emerged from behind Yang Fan, with densely packed ripples clearly visible to the naked eye surging around it.

This was no ripple.

It was—a tide.

To convince Mermaid, he decided to show her a little something.

Miss Jana took one look at the wooden boat and was utterly shocked: "You can ride the Tides of Space?"