202: They fled in disarray, only to be surrounded and killed by Xiao Fan!

The Evil God Clan, one of the three great evil clans of the Central Region, takes pleasure in hunting the Human Race's prodigies. Their methods are cruel and bizarre, making them a nightmare for all Righteous Path Cultivators.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. As expected of the Myriad Dragon Nest, it has actually gathered so much delicious blood food."

Zhao Feng's third eye swept across the crowd, finally fixing on Xiao Fan in the Dragon Transformation Pool. "The Ancient Desolate Sacred Body... truly top-quality!"

"There is also the Innate Sword Body, the Human King Body, the Heavenly Phoenix Body..."

Meng Qianqiu's figure flickered in and out of the Void Realm. "They are all top-tier cauldrons, perfect for cultivating my Nightmare Grand Art."

"Since you've come, then don't leave."

Meng Qianqiu chuckled softly, her hands forming a bizarre hand seal.

"Nightmare Descends, sink into oblivion."

Buzz!

An invisible ripple instantly enveloped the entire Dragon Transformation Pool area.

Ye Chen, Jiang Qingxuan, and Li Qingyue, who were originally extremely vigilant, suddenly had glazed eyes. Their eyelids grew heavier and heavier, as if an irresistible drowsiness was hitting them.

In their Sea of Consciousness, beautiful illusions began to emerge, depicting the things they desired most in their hearts.

"Not good! It's a Nightmare Divine Ability!"

Li Qingyue was the first to react. An Ancient Phoenix Jade she wore on her chest suddenly erupted with a searing light, stinging her Divine Soul and instantly snapping her awake.

"Wake up!"

She gave a sharp cry like a Phoenix's cry echoing through the Nine Heavens, jolting the two people beside her awake.

Ye Chen and Jiang Qingxuan shuddered violently, cold sweat trickling down their backs.

That was close!

They had almost fallen for it!

"The Evil God Clan specializes in killing prodigies; their methods are impossible to guard against!"

Jiang Qingxuan's expression was grim. "With these three joining forces, I'm afraid we are no match for them!"

"Then what do we do?" Ye Chen gripped his sword tightly, his palms drenched in sweat.

"Run!"

The three of them exchanged glances and instantly reached an agreement.

Dao protectors or Xiao Fan be damned—in the face of their own lives, everything else was just a passing cloud! Although they wanted to curry favor with Lu Yuan, they hadn't reached the point of sacrificing their lives for his stepson!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Almost at the same time—

Ye Chen turned into a sword light, Li Qingyue transformed into a Fire Phoenix, and Jiang Qingxuan drove the Human King Seal. They fled madly in three different directions at extreme speeds.

In the blink of an eye, they vanished without a trace.

Only Xiao Fan remained in the Dragon Transformation Pool, eyes still closed in cultivation, facing the three descendants of the Evil God Clan all alone.

"Uh..."

The three members of the Evil God Clan were all stunned.

"They just ran away?"

Zhao Feng's mouth twitched. "What about the pride of a Prodigy? What about the promise of protection?"

"It's fine that they ran; it saves us some trouble."

Meng Qianqiu turned her gaze toward Xiao Fan. "As long as this biggest fish is still here."

At this moment.

Xiao Fan was immersed in the joy of his skyrocketing power when he suddenly felt the atmosphere around him was not quite right.

"Fan'er! Wake up quickly! Something's happened!"

Venerable Yao's anxious voice exploded in his mind. "Your three Dao protectors have bolted! Now, three prodigies from the Evil God Clan have surrounded you!"

"What?!"

Xiao Fan snapped his eyes open.

What met his eyes were three bizarre faces with cruel smiles, and the empty surroundings.

"Ye Chen? Jiang Qingxuan? Li Qingyue?"

"Those bastards! They actually sold me out?!"

Xiao Fan was so angry he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

This is the so-called righteous sect? This is the so-called keeping of promises?

They are simply worse than the Demonic Path!

"Kid, stop looking. No one is coming to save you."

Zhao Feng licked his lips, approaching step by step. "Hand over your heart obediently, and this seat can give you a quick death."

"Evil God Clan?"

Xiao Fan forced himself to calm down. "Teacher, what do I do now? Can you possess me?"

"No!"

Venerable Yao's tone was heavy. "These three all have treasures that suppress Souls, especially the one who uses nightmares. If I possess you, I'll just be eaten by them as a snack!"

"Damn it!"

Xiao Fan's heart sank.

Without Old Yao's help, how could he possibly defeat these three monsters?

"I'll risk it!"

Xiao Fan took a deep breath, suddenly standing tall with a look of arrogance on his face. He pointed at the three and shouted:

"Do you know who I am?!"

Zhao Feng and the others paused, looking at each other.

"Does this kid have some great background?" the Death Spirit Descendant frowned.

"Hmph!"

Seeing this, Xiao Fan felt more certain and spoke with even more confidence, shouting loudly:

"I am the son of Lu Yuan—the Ancestor Qingyun and the number one person beneath the Void Immortal Realm!"

"If you know what's good for you, retreat immediately!"

"Otherwise, once my father arrives, he will surely wipe out your Souls and ensure you never reincarnate!"

He tried to use Lu Yuan's name again to scare off the enemies.

However.

This time, he had miscalculated.

"Number one person beneath the Void Immortal?"

Zhao Feng froze for a moment, then, as if he had heard the world's biggest joke, he doubled over laughing.

"Jie jie jie! This seat is dying of laughter!"

"Never mind if your father is the number one beneath the Void Immortal; even if he were a true Void Immortal, we would still kill you today!"

"Which of the Human Race prodigies we of the Evil God Clan kill doesn't have a background? Which one doesn't have a backer?"

"Background? In this seat's eyes, it's just a fart!"

"Do it!"

Killing intent erupted in Zhao Feng's eyes, and the vertical eye on his forehead snapped open.

Boom!

A brilliant silver light shot out.

"Myriad Phenomenon Divine Eye—Heavenly Calamity Descends!"

In the sky, thunder, torrential rain, meteors, hurricanes... countless types of natural disaster phenomena appeared out of thin air, converging into a torrent of destruction that swept toward Xiao Fan.

"Wither-Prosper Curse—Life Force Deprivation!"

The Death Spirit Descendant also made his move.

He pointed his finger, and a gray curse power ignored space, directly coiling around Xiao Fan's body.

Xiao Fan only felt the blood and Qi in his body instantly solidify. His originally vigorous life force began to drain away frantically, and his skin even showed signs of shriveling.

"Damn it! These lunatics!"

Xiao Fan was pale with fright.

He hadn't expected that Lu Yuan's name would actually be useless in front of the Evil God Clan!

"explosive flame pill! Swallow!"

At the critical moment of life and death, Xiao Fan did not hesitate to pull out that crimson Medicinal Pill from his robes and swallow it in one gulp.

Boom!

The pill entered his stomach and instantly transformed into a violent heat wave that surged through his limbs and bones.

"Aaaahhh!!"

Xiao Fan let out a scream of agony.

That feeling was as if all the blood in his body had been ignited; his Meridians were snapping inch by inch, and his internal organs were burning.

But what this pain bought him was a geometric multiplication of power!

Foundation Establishment Great Perfection... Half-step Golden Core... Golden Core Early Stage... His aura soared all the way, actually briefly crossing the barrier of a major Realm and reaching a terrifying level comparable to the Golden Core Stage!

"Ancient Desolate Sacred Body—Inviolable by Ten Thousand Laws!"

Golden light erupted from Xiao Fan's body, forcefully shattering the Wither-Prosper Curse that was coiled around him.

"Break for me!"

He threw a punch.

The golden fist print was like a blazing sun, carrying the power to burn the heavens and boil the seas, as it slammed fiercely into the sky full of calamities.