411: A dramatic change

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the screen window, scattering into the old house covered in climbing vines.

Xiao Fan yawned leisurely, then got up and stretched.

He then shook his head, heavy with the smell of alcohol, and walked towards the living room.

It is said that if one's Martial Arts Realm is high enough, drinking is like drinking water.

If that doesn't work, using some Martial Arts to sober up would make it impossible to get drunk.

But how could the Drunkard of this world allow such a thing to happen?

Drinking is for that tipsy feeling, that sense of being the biggest in the world.

What's the point of not getting drunk?

So, a group of Drunkard developed an 'unsoberable' alcohol, using some special brewing methods.

The Materials used for brewing were also different from what ordinary people used, often rare exotic beasts or the internal organs of foreign races.

However, the concept of "unsoberable alcohol" was, after all, a bit exaggerated.

As long as one's strength was high enough, it was not difficult to sober up.

Song Mingguang was already dazed and scared of drinking last night.

He had been frantically trying to sober up.

But his sobering speed couldn't keep up with Xiao Fan's pouring speed.

So now, his snores were earth-shattering, echoing throughout the old house.

Fortunately, he had no mission tomorrow and could sleep soundly.

As for Xiao Fan, his strength was greater, and his sobering speed was faster; although he also had a headache, he couldn't be as unconscious as Song Mingguang.

Thinking of this, he went to the backyard, sat cross-legged, and continued to Cultivate his Twelve Palace Divine Scripture.

While Cultivating, he also thought about Song Mingguang's drunken words from last night.

They were truly astounding.

He knew that the appearance beneath the black robe was actually not very pleasant, covered entirely in scars from the dark burns.

But the more it was like this, the more Song Mingguang liked it.

It felt like his preferences were a bit peculiar.

He said it was called a sense of brokenness, so pitiful that he just wanted to hold her close and caress her.

Moreover, Hei was also a loli, less than 1.6 meters tall, indeed very petite compared to Song Mingguang, who was nearly two meters tall.

As Song Mingguang spoke, a lewd smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

Song Mingguang was truly drunk and blurted out everything.

He even said he didn't like wearing underwear or clothes, finding it very comfortable, and various other eccentricities, all revealed.

Xiao Fan, standing by, felt a bit embarrassed listening.

He didn't even know whether to continue drinking, worried that Song Mingguang would kill him to silence him the next day.

However, after he finished bragging, he started crying, whimpering.

He said Hei didn't like him at all.

Since that battle ended, Hei had not spoken a single word to him.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan pondered that it shouldn't be so.

According to his experience as a man who had seen countless women, Hei had, more or less, some interest in Song Mingguang.

Why didn't she ever seek him out?

If she had come to comfort Song Mingguang when he was at his lowest, it was very likely that Song Mingguang would have been completely captivated by Hei for the rest of his life.

As he pondered, a sudden urgent knocking sound came from outside the main door.

Xiao Fan got up to open the door, and upon opening it, the person was Jiang Linyuan.

Jiang Linyuan said anxiously, "Elder, is my captain here with you?"

As he finished speaking, he heard the thunderous snoring.

Xiao Fan stepped aside, raised an eyebrow, and said, "He is, he's dead asleep. What's wrong?"

"This... there's a temporary special mission." Jiang Linyuan sighed and said, "I'll take him away."

"Go ahead." Xiao Fan raised an eyebrow.

Soon, Jiang Linyuan carried Song Mingguang away, asking elders along the way about methods to sober up.

Xiao Fan, watching the two figures depart, was somewhat puzzled.

What temporary mission was so urgent?

They carried him away before he even woke up?

Suddenly, his Kong Wu Realm heard a conversation from afar.

"Did you hear? The Aran Bones have gone crazy, it seems they're going to press down with a large army!"

"They, a single race, pressing down on our Tianhe Pass? Isn't that ridiculous?"

"I'm not sure, but something must have happened in between."

"Have the people above made any moves? If the people above aren't anxious, we don't need to panic either."

"I don't know, it's fresh news, maybe there will be action soon!"

"Then... let's prepare for battle too!"

"..."

Xiao Fan frowned slightly.

Aran Bones.

Li Fufeng had told him that the most important reason Liu Yuan wanted to kill Aran Hong instead of Sea Emperor was that the Aran Bones were an alien race.

And they were one of the higher civilizations, extremely powerful.

Their attribute was Demonic, and their combat style was exactly the same as Demonic, full of crazy changes and powerful staying power.

How strange.

The Aran Bones were from the Seventh War Zone.

That was the domain of the "Demonic" attribute alien races, with the Ghost Race as their leader.

Why did they suddenly come to Tianhe Pass?

And even want to attack Tianhe Pass?

Wait...

Xiao Fan suddenly frowned, opened his computer, and began searching for news about the Seventh War Zone.

What was the relationship between the Ghost Race and the Aran Bones?

Upon checking, it was indeed as he suspected.

Recently, the Aran Bones and the Ghost Race had a very good relationship, with close exchanges.

Then there was no need to say more.

The Aran Bones must have also Awakened their memories and chosen to stand against the Blue Star.

Although he didn't know why they ran to Tianhe Pass instead of causing trouble in the Seventh War Zone.

But Xiao Fan only needed to know that the Aran Bones must die.

Thinking of this, a cold killing intent appeared on his face.

Then, he searched for more information about the Aran Bones.

He didn't look, and it was fine; he looked, and he was shocked.

Aran Hong died a month ago!

He was forcefully killed in the Seventh War Zone by a mysterious woman using wind Element!

Seeing this, Xiao Fan was thoughtful.

Could it be that the Aran Bones couldn't afford to provoke the Seventh War Zone? So they ran to the Eighth War Zone?

No, things are definitely not as simple as they seem on the surface!

The Aran Bones were also one of the top alien races, and even the main enemy of the alien race's Seventh War Zone.

Their position in the Seventh War Zone was very high; now that they suddenly left the Seventh War Zone, who would defend the Seventh War Zone?

The Ghost Race alone certainly couldn't hold on.

Xiao Fan frowned, and finally decided to directly contact Li Fufeng.

He must know these things.

Soon, Li Fufeng sent detailed information, which made Xiao Fan's heart pound.

"Liu Yuan's appearance has made those silent alien species anxious. Many of them have been pretending to be foolish, because that way we couldn't distinguish whether they were alien species or not."

"But Liu Yuan knows, he recognizes every alien species!"

"And some alien species' memories contain Liu Yuan, they know how terrifying Liu Yuan is."

"So, these alien species are forced to step forward, to unite, to make some moves, and can no longer wait for others to act first."

"Leading the charge, besides the Ghost Race and the Wild Bone Clan, there are also eight other top races in the other seven War Zones preparing to cause trouble."

"Excluding these ten races, Liu Yuan told me that there are still about fifty more first-tier races, and the Demon Clan and Blood Race are also alien races. People from these races are still in a state of indecision."

"Liu Yuan advocates war, intending to directly subdue them, but the difficulty is not small, and there will definitely be huge sacrifices."

"But Liu Yuan said that he possesses hundreds of thousands of special Martial Arts that Transcend this era."

"These Martial Arts can turn every part of those alien races, from head to toe, into the best nourishment for the growth of the Human Race!"

"This is why he unhesitatingly chose to advocate war."

"Now, the reason the Aran Bones are attacking our Tianhe Pass is very simple."

"Liu Yuan said that the Ancestor Martial Arts of the Aran Bones is to convert water-based creatures into Demonic Energy, with a conversion rate reaching a terrifying 120%."

"Humans with water Element talent are also considered water-based creatures!"

There was still a large section below, but upon reading this, Xiao Fan was already too shocked to speak.

What kind of concept was a 120% conversion rate?

It was a concept of creating something out of nothing!

10 water Element Seeds could be converted into 12 devil cores?

My goodness.

The value of a devil core was originally far higher than a basic Element Seed!

If calculated in terms of Merits (merit points) as currency.

It meant 1 million Merits could be converted into 12 million Merits!

The medium in between was just an Ancestor Martial Arts?

This absolutely broke the law of equivalent exchange!

Too terrifying.

Was this the strength of the top civilizations in the Universe?

Impossible, the truth must not be this simple.

Perhaps even Liu Yuan didn't know the true veil of the Aran Bones' Ancestor Martial Arts.

Xiao Fan couldn't believe that this Ancestor Martial Arts could be so outrageous.

Because... it was too Heaven-Defying.