The Next Region

"Little Shen, things aren't going too well for you!"

Shen Xuan's lips twitched violently, and a complex and resentful expression appeared on his handsome face, which was stained with blood.

As the Prodigies talent in the Jiangbei Region, when had he ever been so humiliated since his debut?

Only in front of this little monster did everything he was so proud of seem so... powerless.

"Heh, not everyone is a monster like you." Shen Xuan rolled his eyes in annoyance, his arm supporting his sword trembling. "We mortals are lucky if we can even escape the jaws of Alien Races."

That being said, he was ultimately a man of strong character.

After a brief moment of self-deprecation, Shen Xuan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his injuries, and turned to face the human Human Race behind him who had survived the ordeal and were looking at Chen Fan Prodigies an almost godlike gaze.

He cleared his throat, and his voice became loud and infectious again.

"Everyone! This is the man I mentioned to you before... my elder brother, Chen Fan!"

Shen Xuan pointed to the ten-year-old boy behind him who was still rubbing his stomach, his eyes shining with an unprecedented light, "From this day forward, he will be the backbone of all of us!"

He paused, then raised his arms and shouted, "Hurry up and greet Brother Chen!"

Behind them, dozens of Human Race who had just been rescued from despair were stunned at first, then reacted.

As they gazed at that small figure, the awe in their eyes instantly transformed into fervent worship.

"Greetings, Brother Chen!"

"Greetings, Brother Chen!!"

Dozens of people bowed in unison, their heartfelt shouts merging into a wave that echoed endlessly over the Obsidian Forest that had just been baptized by blood and fire.

Once everyone had calmed down a bit, Shen Xuan approached Chen Fan, lowered his voice, and asked with barely suppressed curiosity, "Tell me, how did you get from the Ashen Wasteland? I've heard that the Regional Source Spirit are incredibly violent, it's impossible..."

"It was a call from them."

Chen Fan answered as a matter of course.

Shen Xuan was taken aback by his words, looking at Chen Fan's innocent face with a "you're kidding me" expression.

Call me?

That's the Source Spirit, representing the power of the rules of an entire region!

Immortal and indestructible, with inexhaustible power, how can you fight it? With your head?

Seeing Shen Xuan's constipated expression, Chen Fan chuckled.

He suddenly felt that spending too much time with these normal geniuses was making his own way of thinking seem a bit boring.

"Never mind, it's hard to explain."

Chen Fan shook his head and grabbed Shen Xuan by the collar.

"Come on, I'll take you to a great place and broaden your horizons."

"Hey! Hey! I can walk by myself!"

Shen Xuan was shocked. Didn't he have any pride? In front of so many people!

However, under Chen Fan's hands, his struggling strength was no different from that of a chick.

Under the stunned gaze of the survivors, their newly recognized leader, carrying their former leader Shen Xuan, transformed into a golden Stream of Light and hurtled towards the end of the Obsidian Forest.

At the end of the Obsidian Forest lies a massive Spatial Rift, like a hideous scar stretching across the heavens and earth.

When Chen Fan arrived at this place carrying Shen Xuan, the space in front of the rift distorted.

Countless Obsidian- like points of light rapidly converged, and in the blink of an eye, a giant thousands of feet tall, composed entirely of pure Obsidian light, slowly took shape.

It has no facial features, yet it exudes an irresistible and overwhelming aura.

The embodiment of rules, the Regional Source Spirit!

"See! I told you..."

Shen Xuan spread his hands.

This power was far more terrifying than any Alien Races chief he had ever faced before!

This is simply not something that Organ Refining Realm can contend with!

However, his terrified words were interrupted by Chen Fan's bright smile.

"Don't worry, it's just a bigger experience boost."

The next second, Chen Fan let go of her hand.

Before Shen Xuan's horrified eyes, the ten-year-old boy transformed into a dazzling golden Stream of Light and charged headlong toward the thousand-foot giant who represented the rules!

Shen Xuan only saw that the blurry and ancient phantom of the Great Furnace reappear behind Chen Fan.

This time, it was no longer a blurry outline, but became exceptionally solid, as if it wanted to swallow the entire world into it!

The Great Furnace opened its enormous maw, seemingly capable of devouring everything, and suddenly sucked in the Source Spirit that had just taken shape and was about to unleash a punch imbued with the rules of the universe!

Buzz!!

The space itself seemed to freeze.

The massive Regional Source Spirit, towering a thousand feet tall and exuding overwhelming power, trembled violently. It was uncontrollably pulled and shrunk by an irresistible force, eventually transforming into a pure Obsidian Stream of Light, which was swallowed whole by the ancient Great Furnace!

The whole world fell silent.

Shen Xuan's mouth gaped open, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

What did he see?

Chen Fan... ate the Source Spirit?

This... actually works?!

A few minutes later, while Shen Xuan was still standing there dumbfounded like a wooden stake, Chen Fan's slightly muffled voice, seemingly tinged with a hint of lingering reminiscence, came from the now unobstructed spatial passage.

"Hiccup... The taste is alright, but it's a bit tough on my teeth."

"Xiao Shen, come in quickly, don't dawdle!"

As if in a dream, Shen Xuan walked tremblingly into the passage.

The passage was empty; there was no trace of the Source Spirit.

Only Chen Fan stood in the center, patting his belly with satisfaction. The fluctuations of his Qi and Blood and qi had clearly broken through the 9,000 calorie limit and were moving towards 9,100 calories.

Seeing Shen Xuan Petrification, Chen Fan grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

He reached out again and grabbed Shen Xuan, who was still in shock.

"Let's go, next one!"

Before he finished speaking, he dragged the Prodigies of the Jiangbei Region, who was completely questioning the meaning of life, and plunged headlong into the dark vortex that led to other areas.

The two had just fallen out of the spatial vortex and had not yet seen the environment of this completely new area.

A chilling yet strangely familiar Mental Power, like a drawn sword, suddenly locked onto them.

Immediately afterwards, a clear, cold female voice, devoid of any emotion, rang out in front of them.

"Who?"

The Myriad Laws Source Realm, the Chillwind Plateau.

Su Qingyue's once flowing black hair was now somewhat disheveled, with a few strands clinging to her pale, bloodless cheeks.

The bright red bloodstains on her ice-blue dress were particularly striking, and the blood trickling from the corner of her mouth added a touch of tragic beauty to her aloof and ethereal face.

Her breathing was rapid, her full chest heaving violently, and the pure and powerful Mental Power within her was nearing depletion.

"Heh... As expected of Prodigies among Human Race Psychic Masters, he managed to escape from us for so long."

Behind them, a black figure, twisted like a shadow, let out a hoarse laugh.

That was the chief of the Shadow Demon Race. Beside him stood a burly giant made entirely of irregular crystals, the chief of the Crystal Rock Race.

Behind them followed dozens of powerful Alien Races Prodigies, forming a tight encirclement that was slowly driving her toward the edge of the Plateau.