201: Xiao Fan's protector, a descendant of an evil god!

Myriad Dragon Nest, by the side of the Dragon Transformation Pool.

The golden pool water surged, brilliant as liquid gold. The thick Dragon Qi and medicinal fragrance intertwined, turning into wisps of spiritual mist that enveloped Xiao Fan, who was sitting cross-legged within.

Xiao Fan's eyes were tightly closed, his muscles bulging like horned dragons. The golden blood and Qi of his Sacred Body galloped and roared within his body, making bursts of thunderous sounds.

Under the washing of this majestic energy, the third Sacred Body Shackle that had long bound him was letting out crisp sounds of being overwhelmed.

"Crack!"

Finally, with a crisp shattering sound, an unprecedentedly powerful force erupted from within Xiao Fan.

The third shackle, broken!

At this moment, Xiao Fan felt as if he had undergone a complete transformation. His blood and Qi surged several times over, and his Physical Body's strength reached an inconceivable level.

He even had an illusion that he could blow apart the firmament with a single punch!

"Hahaha! Is this the power of breaking three shackles?"

Xiao Fan laughed wildly in his heart, his fists clenched tight as he felt the power surging like the sea. "Lu Xueyao, next time we meet, I will surely trample you under my feet and let you know who the true Prodigy is!"

At this time, on the shore, Ye Chen, Jiang Qingxuan, and Li Qingyue were acting as Protectors for Xiao Fan with solemn expressions.

If the outside world were to see this scene, their jaws would surely drop in shock.

The three top Prodigies of the Central Region were actually willing to act as Protectors for an unknown kid? It was as if the sun had risen from the west.

However, not everyone bought into it.

"What a grand display! Three Holy Land successors acting as dogs for someone?"

A sneer came from nearby.

A heroic young man wearing Star Battle Armor, surrounded by flickering starlight, came walking with long strides.

With every step he took, phantoms of stars flickered beneath his feet, as if he were strolling through the starry sky.

Divine Son of the Immortal Zhou Family—Xu Jingming! Star Battle Physique!

"Opportunities here are for everyone who sees them."

Xu Jingming stared at the Dragon Transformation Pool with burning eyes, his Star Spear pointing directly at Ye Chen, starlight flickering at its tip. "Step aside! Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"Want a share of the spoils?"

Ye Chen sneered, his white clothes as pure as snow as he slowly unsheathed the long sword in his hand. "Have you asked the sword in my hand?"

"Zhou Celestial Star Spear—Falling Star!"

Xu Jingming didn't waste words and attacked immediately.

With a shake of the spear, the starlight from the sky gathered and turned into a falling meteor, carrying destructive power as it pierced straight toward Ye Chen's throat.

"Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique!"

"Clang!"

Sword Intent erupted in Ye Chen's eyes.

An extremely brilliant sword light, like the Milky Way falling from the Nine Heavens, instantly tore through the Void Realm.

This sword strike was fast and sharp to the extreme, as if it could split heaven and earth in two.

"Boom!"

Sword Qi and spear light collided.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a slight sound like tearing silk.

Xu Jingming's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly activated his Star Battle Physique, attempting to manifest the Star Array Diagram for defense.

However, before that indestructible Sword Intent, the Star Array Diagram was like fragile paper, torn apart in an instant.

"Puff!"

Xu Jingming spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire body sent flying hundreds of feet by the Sword Qi. The spear in his hand was even broken in two, his eyes filled with horror.

One sword strike!

Defeated the Star Battle Physique!

"Hiss—"

The surrounding Prodigies gasped, and their originally restless thoughts were mostly extinguished in an instant.

But just then.

"Skree!"

A sharp cry echoed through the clouds, making people's eardrums ache.

In the sky, a golden lightning bolt dived down at extreme speed.

Primordial Royal Race, Little Golden Peng of the Golden-Winged Peng Clan!

Its wings spread out, blotting out the sun, every feather like a golden sword, carrying the sharpness to cut through the Void Realm.

Its eyes were full of arrogance, not taking the Human Race Prodigies seriously at all.

"Lowly humans, do you deserve to occupy the Soul Transformation Pool?"

"Golden-Winged Peng Precious Technique, kill!"

With a shake of its wings, the sky full of golden feathers turned into a rain of swords, pouring down toward the Dragon Transformation Pool, attempting to wipe everyone out in one go.

"Hmph, feathered beast, how dare you be so insolent?"

Jiang Qingxuan stepped forward, his Human King Physique erupting completely.

A surge of Royal Dao Dragon Qi soared into the sky, condensing behind him into the phantom of an emperor wearing a flat-top imperial crown.

"Human King Seal—Suppressing Mountains and Rivers!"

A huge golden seal phantom condensed above his head, carrying the Royal Dao majesty that suppressed all clans of the heavens, and smashed heavily toward the rain of swords.

"Rumble!"

The golden seal collided with the sky full of golden feathers, erupting with blinding light.

The sword rain shattered, and Little Golden Peng let out a mournful cry, forced back by that Royal Dao pressure, its golden feathers flying everywhere in a wretched state.

The two Prodigies' actions instantly intimidated the entire field.

Everyone looked at the figure still Cultivating in the Dragon Transformation Pool, their eyes filled with envy and jealousy.

To make such peerless Prodigies willingly act as supporting leaves, what kind of sacred being was this Xiao Fan? Could he really be the illegitimate son of that Ancestor Qingyun?

...Meanwhile.

In a dark corner of the Myriad Dragon Nest.

Three figures shrouded in black robes were gathered together, talking in low voices.

"Have you heard? That kid named Xiao Fan actually has Ye Chen, Jiang Qingxuan, and Li Qingyue acting as Protectors for him?"

The speaker's voice was hoarse, carrying a decayed Death Qi; it was a descendant of the Death Spirit Evil God.

"Xiao Fan? Never heard of such a person."

Another person's figure was ethereal, their tone indifferent: "However, to be able to make those three arrogant fellows bow their heads, this person must have a great secret, or... a great background."

Nightmare Evil God Descendant—Meng Qianqiu.

"Who cares about his background."

The last person looked up, revealing a face as pale as paper, the third vertical eye at the center of his brow flickering with an eerie silver light: "I only know that he is an Ancient Desolate Sacred Body!"

Three-Eyed Evil God Descendant—Zhao Feng!

He licked his lips, his eyes bursting with greedy light: "The heart of an Ancient Desolate Sacred Body is a great tonic! If I can eat it, my Myriad Manifestations Divine Eye will surely evolve!"

"Moreover, those three guys, Ye Chen and the others, are also there. We can wipe them all out at once!"

"Jie jie jie..."

The three smiled at each other, their laughter cold and bone-chilling.

"Let's go! To the Dragon Transformation Pool! The hunting time has arrived!"

...By the side of the Dragon Transformation Pool.

Just as Xiao Fan was immersed in the pleasure of being the center of attention like stars surrounding the moon.

"Jie jie jie..."

That familiar cold laughter abruptly rang out in this world.

The originally clear sky instantly became gloomy, covered with dark clouds and howling cold winds.

Three black-robed figures appeared out of thin air above the Dragon Transformation Pool like ghosts, surrounding everyone in a triangular formation.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual power in these three, but the evil, eerie aura they emitted, which seemed naturally out of place with the world, made all the Prodigies present feel their scalps go numb.

"Evil God Clan?!"

Ye Chen and the others' expressions changed greatly, a deep sense of wariness flashing in their eyes.