385: Chapter 385 Art is an Explosion!

"It truly is a case of 'finding it without any effort at all.' Hahaha, Zhou Yan, your good days are over!"

Dozens of Yao Race prodigies stood sparsely before the bodhi tree, led by Dragon Three.

After sensing that Great Dragon and Second Dragon had fled in defeat, he had rushed over with the Yao at top speed.

At this moment, his face was filled with pleasant surprise; he hadn't expected this merit to fall into his lap.

Originally, he had been leading people to block the main gate, confronting the Human Race prodigies.

Seeing that the humans could no longer restrain themselves and were preparing to get serious, the Yao side was also itching for action, wanting to strike from behind.

He was just about to order a retreat when he suddenly received news of Great Dragon and Second Dragon's defeat, along with the Third Prince's command.

"Abandon the other Yao and head to the Azure Dragon Hall at the fastest speed possible."

After hearing this news, his first reaction wasn't to follow orders, but to directly inform the gathered Yao about the bodhi tree. Then, leading the greedy crowd, he headed straight for it.

Seeing the Yao suddenly retreat en masse, the humans also began exploring in different directions; some rushed toward the ruins of the courtyard, some ran toward the stone lions and the power tower, and a few clever ones headed straight for the most distant hall.

Before confirming there was nothing to be gained in those places, no one followed the main Yao force to the bodhi tree for the time being. To Dragon Three, this was a god-sent opportunity.

Dragon Three looked at Zhou Yan and the bodhi tree behind him, licking his lips.

The failure of Great Dragon and Second Dragon couldn't be blamed on him anyway, as he had already completed his own task.

Now that he had brought the Yao to the bodhi tree, it didn't count as disobeying the Third Prince's orders either.

After all, he knew Zhou Yan had those strange methods, so he certainly wouldn't clash with him head-on. However, the Yao behind him didn't care about that.

As long as they could snatch a few bodhi fruits amidst the chaos, that would be an extra achievement beyond his duties. Even if they failed, there was nothing to lose.

With such high rewards and low risks, how could Dragon Three possibly not come?

Facing the menacing Yao, Zhou Yan merely glanced at the Nanming Li Fire that had just been dispelled. With a curl of his lips, he took a large stride forward.

Dragon Three had been somewhat intimidated by Zhou Yan's Aura earlier. Seeing him actually step forward proactively, he subconsciously took a step back, bumping into a bear Yao behind him and bouncing back.

He looked back to see that the chubby black bear even gave him a flirtatious wink.

This disgusted him to the core, but it also disgusted him into clarity.

He immediately shouted to the gathered Yao.

"Brothers and sisters, this human brat is facing our army, yet instead of running, he dares to walk toward us! What should we do?"

"Kill him!" The fat bear behind him was the first to respond, its coarse voice echoing through the area.

In an instant, the other Yao chimed in, cries of "Kill him!" rising and falling.

Dragon Three's confidence surged instantly. He looked at Zhou Yan haughtily, feeling there was nothing to fear. No matter how strong he was, could he take on dozens of Nascent Souls alone?

Zhou Yan actually couldn't.

He looked at the dense crowd of monsters opposite him. At the very least, they were elite-level mobs, and there were several mixed in with boss panels.

This lineup was much stronger than the one Great Dragon and the others had.

If he went head-to-head, he'd probably be finished as soon as he charged. Even in a Musou game, that wasn't how you played.

So he had already sent a Sound Transmission to Shi Suiyan and Xuanyuan Qingyao, telling them to act when they saw him glow. As soon as he glowed, they were to immediately run toward the main hall and wait for him halfway.

Zhou Yan dared to say this and walk forward so confidently because he naturally had something to rely on.

Amidst the shouts of the Yao, Zhou Yan seemed like an Immortal standing aloof from the world, completely unmoved.

This actually caused many Yao to change their opinion of him. To face dozens of opponents in the same Realm alone—this kind of courage was indeed respectable.

Some Yao even thought that once they captured Zhou Yan, they might spare his female companions out of respect for his integrity—except for Old Demon Yao, who had to die.

Zhou Yan had been quietly releasing the Six Desires Heaven, planting suggestions in their minds.

Clearly, their numerical advantage made them overconfident, so they were easily influenced by him, allowing him to approach so smoothly.

Estimating the distance was about right, the Yao side had also set up their formation. Shi Suiyan and Xuanyuan Qingyao were both breaking into a cold sweat for him, wondering what he was actually planning to do.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhou Yan's grin widened. He took out a plain white robe from his profound ring and draped it over himself.

"What is he doing? Dressing for his own funeral?" A Hedgehog Yao was very confused.

They were in the middle of a fight; why was he changing clothes?

A flower Yao nearby kindly explained to him.

"You don't go to the human side often, do you? This is called a sense of ritual. And don't you think Zhou Yan looks quite handsome in a white robe?"

She held her face in her hands, looking completely infatuated.

"You don't actually die in the Secret Realm, so what's the point of a sense of ritual?" A three-headed birdman scratched his belly, all three faces showing exasperation. "And he's not even wearing that robe properly as a cape, nor is he tying a belt. He just threw it on loosely like pajamas. How is that good-looking?"

While they were joking about Zhou Yan's behavior, a short Yao nearby who had fully transformed into human form suddenly felt his hair stand on end and instantly reverted to its original form.

It was a crimson koi fish.

Her pupils dilated as if she had realized something.

By the time Zhou Yan covered his head with the last piece of white cloth and tied it with a band, she turned and scrambled away, even forgetting for a moment that she could fly.

At this moment, several exotic beasts with extraordinary backgrounds were the first to react.

They only then realized they had been standing there watching him change for so long. Combined with the koi's sudden flight, they immediately circulated their magic power, wanting to take action.

But it was already too late.

Having finished dressing, Zhou Yan leaped into the air, releasing Dragon Might to trigger a crowd-control effect, while shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Art is an explosion!"

A towering blaze erupted.

This was one of the items Zhou Yan had picked up: the Life-Sharing Garment.

It had only one effect: to amplify the power of a self-detonation.

Normally, a self-detonation at the same level would find it hard to kill an enemy at their peak, especially in this Secret Realm.

But with this Life-Sharing Garment, even if the opponents were Yao Race prodigies, they would certainly not have a good time after taking this hit.

Except for Shi Suiyan and Xuanyuan Qingyao who had been warned by Zhou Yan, and the koi Yao who had sensed something was wrong and fled early, all the other Yao were caught in the blast.

A massive mushroom cloud rose into the air, allowing people far away to see the scene, as well as several large characters appearing within the mushroom cloud.

"bodhi tree, is here."

A large arrow was attached next to it, pointing right here.

Instantly, the crowd was riled up.

That was the bodhi tree, an extremely rare and special spiritual plant!

Even if they didn't recognize it, just hearing the name and seeing such a huge commotion made everyone want to take a gamble.

Every human and Yao who had already entered the gate now had only one goal.

"I'm definitely taking this bodhi tree!" x N

"Cough, cough... cough, cough, cough."

Dragon Three stood up, his entire body charred black.

He was at the center of the explosion and bore the brunt of it.

He never expected that after all that dawdling, Zhou Yan was actually going to self-detonate, and he had just stood there like a fool, doing nothing to stop him!

Even more unexpected was that in a place where physical death meant being eliminated, the power of the other party's self-detonation was actually greater than a combined Nascent Soul and Physical Body self-detonation.

He looked at his armor, which had been blasted to pieces and completely lost its spirituality, his eyes filled with venomous hatred.

This was a treasure armor specifically issued by the Third Prince to deal with the second trial. It was now scrapped, and he had nearly lost half his life.

He looked back at the equally miserable Yao.

Except for a few special Yao who only suffered minor injuries, the rest were basically heavily wounded, and those closest to him were gone on the spot.

Dragon Three gritted his teeth and, under the venomous gazes of the Yao, charged straight toward the bodhi tree.

"This won't do! If I don't get the bodhi fruit, I won't be able to explain myself!"

The Three-headed bird was the first to react, directly revealing its true form. After a furious cry, one head spat sand, one spat wind, and one spat fire. The three attacks merged into a massive Fire-Sand Storm, sweeping toward Dragon Three.

Dragon Three's eyes turned ruthless. Five Water Spouts immediately surged around him, carrying the smell of the sea, and collided even more violently with the fire storm, triggering another massive explosion.

This explosion was like a signal flare.

In an instant, an overwhelming number of Spells and divine abilities were unleashed, some aimed at Dragon Three and some at the Three-headed bird.

The other Yao who could still move directly swallowed Medicinal Pills and began attacking the "companions" around them who had lost their ability to act.

Even if they had been partners fighting side-by-side just a moment ago, they showed no mercy now.

Dozens of Yao were reduced to only twenty-three in a short time, and every one of them was injured.

All of this was because of that blast from the man in the white robe, and... in the corner, a "sticky rice dumpling" was quietly exerting its strength.