283: He is going to die!

Red light flickered in Zhuang Bufan's eyes as he roared loudly.

During their battles with the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan, they had come to understand that in the world where the enemy resided, experts at the Creation Realm were nothing; there were experts at even higher Realms.

If Pan God wanted to completely eradicate the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan, he had to Breakthrough to a higher Realm. Since that was the case, why didn't he take him along? Was it because he lacked the qualifications? Or was there some other reason!

"Pan God once said that he just wanted to leave behind a foundation for our Heavens, to avoid everyone perishing there!" Divine Wizard shouted with a hoarse throat.

He hadn't expected that the other party chose to walk this path for such a reason!

"Nonsense! I think he was just worried that I would also reach the Creation Realm and eventually surpass his achievements!" Zhuang Bufan's expression turned ferocious. He spread his arms wide and laughed, "Later, I realized that one cannot rely on others; only by becoming strong oneself can one control everything!"

"So, after Pan left the Heavens, I began the plan of Fusion with Extraterritorial Evil Energy!" "And now, it has finally succeeded!"

The terrifying aura on Zhuang Bufan was released without reservation, making everyone feel as if a divine mountain was pressing down on them!

"One day, I will reach the same Realm as Pan, or even surpass him!" Zhuang Bufan said confidently, clenching his fists. The Extraterritorial Evil Energy gave him extreme confidence. As long as he kept devouring living beings, he would one day reach a level unprecedented and unrepeatable!

Shen Ji Zi, who had been silent all along, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and then sighed.

"Hey, old man, are you alright!" "Now you know why I don't learn that so-called Fate Technique from you!" "You spit out mouthfuls of old blood at the drop of a hat. If I learned the Fate Technique from you, I'd probably end up with anemia sooner or later!" Song Yan looked at his 'turtle grandfather'. His complexion was still quite rosy; although there was backlash, it wasn't severe, and there were no signs of imminent death for the time being!

"What's a few mouthfuls of old blood?" "But I saw a glimpse of the future!" Shen Ji Zi took the handkerchief handed over by his grandson and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, he froze and asked in a deep voice, "Kid, let me ask you, where did you get this handkerchief?"

"Handkerchief?" Song Yan snatched the handkerchief from Shen Ji Zi's hand and asked in confusion, "What handkerchief?"

"What other handkerchief could it be? It's that Mysterious Ice Silk handkerchief you just had. That handkerchief was clearly given by me to Yihong..." "You little turtle grandson, you actually dared to steal a woman from your grandfather!" "See if I don't beat you to death!" Shen Ji Zi pulled out his pipe and smashed it towards Song Yan's head.

"Ah! Old man, you can't blame me for this. After all, I'm so young and handsome, and physically strong! It's reasonable for the top girl at the Yihong Brothel to give me a gift, right?" "I'll beat you to death, I..."

A moment later, Song Yan lay on the ground with a head full of bumps and a mournful face. Shen Ji Zi coughed up another mouthful of blood, his expression suddenly becoming sluggish, and he stumbled as he sat down on the ground.

"Hey, old man, don't scare me!" Seeing the other party's sluggish aura, Song Yan panicked and hurriedly got up, stuffing all kinds of Medicinal Pills he was carrying into Shen Ji Zi's mouth.

"Old man, you have to hold on!" "At worst, I'll give that top girl to you in the future!" "Shut up, you turtle grandson, I'm not dead yet!" Shen Ji Zi spat out all the Medicinal Pills in his mouth. This little bastard actually fed him several virility-enhancing Medicinal Pills!

"Old man, what on earth did you calculate? To suffer such severe backlash?" "You didn't calculate him, did you?" Song Yan glanced towards Zhuang Bufan.

"Yes!" "I did indeed calculate him!" "What's the result?" "He is going to die..."

Zhuang Bufan ignored the angry Divine Wizard and the others, casting his gaze towards the god corpse in the sinkhole! A group of Opening Heaven Realm ants; he didn't even put them in his eyes now. This god corpse was his main target for coming here!

"Zhuang Bufan? What 'highly respected Senior', it turns out you're just a hypocrite stirring up trouble from the shadows!" Facing the gaze of the Half-step Creation Realm expert, Original Ancestor sneered without the slightest fear.

"What 'highly respected'? I prefer to suppress others with martial might!" Zhuang Bufan said in a deep voice.

"Heh, I never noticed that before!" "You weren't this arrogant in the past!" "What? Did you start letting yourself go after your strength increased?" Original Ancestor sneered.

"It's not letting myself go, but that the current me should have this posture to look down upon all of you!"

"Hahaha, you haven't even reached the Creation Realm yet, and you're already putting on bigger airs than Pan God. Incredible, simply incredible!"

"Surpassing Pan is only a matter of time!" Zhuang Bufan said confidently.

"Based on what?" "Based on this Extraterritorial Evil Energy swirling all over you?" Original Ancestor sneered repeatedly.

"And this god corpse!" Zhuang Bufan let out a low shout and suddenly made a move, reaching out to grab the god corpse. As long as he devoured this god corpse, he was confident he could reach the Creation Realm, and perhaps even surpass Pan.

However, he had underestimated the terrifying pressure emitted by this god corpse. As he approached, his speed dropped sharply due to the pressure, as if he were stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult to move an inch—far more difficult than it had been for the Primal Devil back then!

But this did not make him pause. There is a saying, "The bigger the waves, the more valuable the fish!" This meant that the stronger the god corpse was during its lifetime, the more his cultivation would increase upon devouring it! Zhuang Bufan was too excited to be afraid; how could he possibly be intimidated?

"Old man, didn't you say he would die?" "I don't think it looks like that at all!" Song Yan watched Zhuang Bufan gradually approaching the god corpse and whispered. The Soul Clan was still far from controlling the god corpse, so they couldn't possibly resist him, right! Who in the Divine Realm could stop him now?

"Could it be the Primal Devil?" "Ah! It must be. Only the Primal Devil has the ability to kill him!" But the problem was that if the Primal Devil appeared, they might also perish. Yet the old man didn't look anxious at all!

"I said he would die, so he will definitely die!" "Just wait and see!" Shen Ji Zi said calmly. In the divination just now, he had seen a palm instantly smash Zhuang Bufan into powder, causing him to die and dissipate on the spot. But that arm was definitely not the Primal Devil's; it looked more like the palm of that god corpse. Therefore, Shen Ji Zi guessed that those old guys from the Soul Clan had already mastered the god corpse far beyond what everyone imagined!

Sure enough, just as Shen Ji Zi finished speaking, the god corpse raised its palm without warning and slapped it towards Zhuang Bufan.

"What?" The latter was immediately shocked, his expression changing in an instant. Fleeing was his first thought, because he could absolutely not contend with the other party's Physical Body. Unfortunately, affected by the pressure emitted by the god corpse, his speed was much slower. Before he could escape, that palm descended.

"Formation, rise!" Zhuang Bufan had no other choice but to resist head-on. He instantly unleashed his trump card, the number one Formation of the Heavens—the Thirty-three Heavens Formation! This was the number one Formation of the Heavens, born from the Heavens themselves, possessing incomparable lethality and defensive power!