149: That's all!

The blood mist was absorbed into Xu Sanyan's body, revealing a towering figure with four arms, three eyes, and a body covered in crimson blood patterns.

A captivating Aura emanated from Xu Sanyan, and his dark eyes gazed eerily at Fang Xiang.

You Jianfeng's eyes flickered, and he quietly retreated. Since the two of them were fighting with real fire, he would let them fight, which would allow him to reap the benefits.

Fang Xiang's heart filled with vigilance, no longer daring to be overconfident. He also manifested his Dao body, and suddenly the green light became even more intense. His figure abruptly grew a foot taller, becoming about the same height as Xu Sanyan.

His withered body resembled an ancient tree, covered in deep brown tree patterns. His two arms transformed into hundreds of emerald green vines, waving aimlessly in the air, looking from afar like a large patch of swaying seaweed.

The most peculiar thing was the top of his head, where a tuft of emerald green hair, like peacock feathers, grew solitarily.

Xu Sanyan attacked first, his four arms bent like a fully drawn bow, and his figure surged like an arrow leaving the string. With a sudden explosion in the air, the surrounding air was compressed and burst by him.

“Bang!”

The ground beneath his feet was stomped into a deep pit. He reappeared instantly in front of Fang Xiang, his blood-red face filled with brutality. His four arms struck simultaneously, each arm's muscles bulging, as if cast from steel.

Fang Xiang was greatly alarmed. Ever since the blood mist appeared, his "Heart-Piercing Art" seemed to have completely failed, unable to detect his movements.

But at this moment, there was no time to think. With the fist right in front of him, Fang Xiang rolled up the vines to form a large net to protect himself.

“Hah!”

Xu Sanyan let out a low roar. His fist struck the net without any resistance, passing through it as lightly as thin paper, and directly hit Fang Xiang's body.

“Boom!”

Immediately, a loud bang echoed. Fang Xiang's figure was uncontrollably sent flying backward, and the green light on his body visibly dimmed by a third.

“How is this possible…”

Fang Xiang flew in mid-air, his face full of disbelief. He had never felt so powerless even when fighting Tu Wanshan in close combat before.

Tu Wanshan's Dao foundation was forged from heaven and earth treasures, and he was most skilled in close-quarters combat. Yet, the sense of danger Xu Sanyan gave him now far exceeded Tu Wanshan's.

At this moment, he deeply knew that even if his "Heart-Piercing Art" had not been affected, he would not be able to block this punch.

This was a complete suppression of strength, like a fight between a strong man and a child. Even if the child knew every move and every stance of the strong man, what could he do?

"Heart-Piercing Art" is nothing more than this.

A low voice came from below. Before Fang Xiang could land, Xu Sanyan had already arrived beneath him, waiting.

Xu Sanyan's muscles swelled, his bones crackled violently, and his body lowered to gather strength, like a Vajra supporting the sky, punching with all four arms simultaneously.

“Bang!”

Fang Xiang, being in mid-air, had nowhere to exert force and could only fly into the air again with despair in his eyes. Fortunately, his Dao body was very resilient; even after such torment, he was still alive.

You Jianfeng, who was observing from the side, was dumbfounded. He still didn't understand what had happened, but he saw Fang Xiang being manipulated like a ball by Xu Sanyan, unable to resist.

Had the difference in strength between the two reached such a degree?

Even if Qi Liang or Tu Wanshan came, they wouldn't be able to beat Fang Xiang to the point of having no power to retaliate, right?

How was he supposed to contend for this saint child token?

You Jianfeng already had thoughts of retreating.

There were still four Saint Child Tokens; there was no need to fight to the death for this one.

The scene had already quieted down. Xiang Tan looked at Fang Xiang, who was bobbing up and down, with a dazed expression, with only one thought in her mind:

She hit the jackpot.

Being able to commit herself to such a heavenly genius was definitely not a loss. She finally saw the hope of her suffering coming to an end. As long as she followed Xu Sanyan closely, she would never have to be subservient again in the future.

Xiang Tan's eyes gleamed with crystal light.

Junior Sister Chu looked at Xu Sanyan, whose muscles were stacked, and then turned to look at Xiang Tan, feeling even more admiration for her.

She truly didn't know what she had endured that night, and how she had managed to bear it. Her voice must have become hoarse, right?

On the other hand, the people on Fang Xiang's side were now at a loss. They couldn't advance, nor could they retreat. Given the situation, even if they went up, it would probably be futile and might even cost them their lives.

Finally, someone gritted their teeth, “Quick, save Senior Brother Fang! If he dies, we're all done for!”

With one person taking the lead, everyone manifested their Dao bodies and successively pulled out their trump cards, their magical power gushing out as if it were worthless.

For a time, various spells and Magic Treasures flew chaotically.

Xu Sanyan grabbed Fang Xiang, who had fallen, his four arms clamping his body. With one hand, he pulled the tuft of hair on top of his head and said coldly, “I've long found this annoying tuft of hair on you an eyesore!”

Saying that, he clenched his hand and pulled hard, and a feather connected with blood threads was forcefully pulled off by him.

“Ah!”

Fang Xiang screamed at the top of his lungs, the excruciating pain feeling as if someone had opened a hole in his head and was pouring scalding hot water into it.

“Let go of Senior Brother Fang!”

A young man roared and leaped high, his body momentarily suspended in mid-air. At the same time, a deep purple light orb condensed in his palm. With a push of his hand, the light orb whistled towards Xu Sanyan.

Xu Sanyan casually pulled Fang Xiang in front of him, threw him with force, and sent him directly towards the light orb.

“Boom!”

The light orb exploded, its power truly significant. The huge impact blasted Fang Xiang far away. Xu Sanyan leaped up, caught Fang Xiang before he landed, slowly raised his head, his eyes a desolate black, staring intently at the young man.

The young man was somewhat at a loss for a moment. He actually used Senior Brother Fang as a weapon, which made him feel constrained, unable to attack or not attack.

Xu Sanyan looked at the weak Fang Xiang, feeling a little admiration in his heart, “He's really durable.”

To still have a breath left after enduring Xu Sanyan's continuous torment was truly not easy.

“We surrender. Please release Senior Brother Fang.”

The young man's tone carried a hint of pleading, and he looked at Xu Sanyan with earnest eyes.

Everyone had ceased their actions and were all looking at him.

Fang Xiang carried all their hopes. If he died, their hope of getting out would also be shattered.

Xu Sanyan pondered for a moment. A rune slowly condensed in the Void Realm, gradually imprinting itself on Fang Xiang's forehead.

This rune contained the thought of "awe."

Fang Xiang had already fallen into a coma, his mind confused, unable to resist. The rune seamlessly merged into his mind.

When he regained consciousness, this rune would completely Fusion with him, making it difficult to separate.

Xu Sanyan's gaze turned to You Jianfeng, his everted fangs revealing a smile, his dark pupils fixedly staring at him.

You Jianfeng's heart tightened, and he revealed an awkward smile, “I bid farewell. This saint child token belongs to Senior Brother. Junior Brother congratulates Senior Brother on ascending to the position of Saint.”

You Jianfeng did not overestimate himself by trying to contend. Even Fang Xiang, whose strength was above his, was beaten to the point of having no power to retaliate. What was he, then?

Moreover, there were still four saint child tokens, so he still had a chance.