Snatching the Spoils?

Chen Fan's face once again revealed that innocent, bright smile.

"The appetizers are finished."

He licked his lips, his voice soft, yet clearly reaching the ears of every living being.

"Well then... next, it's your turn to be the main course."

"Roar!!"

At this moment, the extreme fear was replaced by an even stronger will to survive!

The Netherbone Demon Race Chief and the Naga Chief suddenly exchanged a glance, instantly seeing a resolute look in each other's eyes!

Escape?

Where can we escape to?

Running away from this monster is the most foolish choice!

The only option is to fight to the death!

"Kill!!"

The Netherbone Demon Race Chief let out a shriek. Its massive skeletal body trembled violently, and countless pale white Bone Spears burst forth from the ground, transforming into a terrifying sea of bones that blotted out the sky and stabbed towards Chen Fan!

At the same time, the Naga Chief also erupted, its eight arms extending simultaneously, each arm condensing a torrent of energy containing the Poison and Corrosion Laws. The eight torrents converged into a beam of destructive light, following closely behind the sea of bones, and blasted towards Chen Fan!

Two top-tier Fifth-Turn masters unleashing a combined attack with all their might!

Its power is enough to instantly turn any expert of the same level into ashes!

However, faced with this earth-shattering scene, Chen Fan simply shook his head.

A hint of disappointment even appeared on his face.

Too weak.

He was so weak that he didn't even have the interest to use Star Shattering again.

Amidst the horrified gazes of everyone, Chen Fan made a move.

He didn't back down, didn't dodge, and didn't even throw a punch.

He simply took a step forward as if strolling leisurely.

With one step, he directly stepped into that deathly abyss composed of Bone Spears.

"Jingle bells!"

Countless sharp Bone Spears bombarded his body relentlessly, yet they couldn't even budge the thin layer of golden protective Qi and Blood on his skin, shattering into dust one by one.

Immediately afterwards, the torrent of energy containing the Poison and Corrosion Laws slammed solidly into his chest.

That terrifying energy, powerful enough to melt mountains and rivers, was absorbed silently by the protective qi Qi and Blood on his body, as if it were a mud ox sinking into the sea.

Completely unharmed!

"No... impossible!"

The Naga Chief let out a desperate roar.

Chen Fan moved with effortless ease, passing through all the attacks and appearing before the Netherbone Demon Race Chief.

He remained as calm and collected as ever, casually raising his hand and throwing a punch.

The fist landed precisely on the pulsating soul fire in the eye socket of the Netherbone Demon Race Chief.

"Bang."

A muffled thud.

The massive skeletal body of the Netherbone Demon Race Chief, along with its soul fire, was instantly shattered into the finest dust by an unparalleled force.

Instant kill!

Another instant sell-out!

Without pausing, Chen Fan appeared behind the Naga Chief, who was in utter despair, as the Netherbone Demon Race Chief turned into specks of light.

"No!!"

The Naga Chief sensed death approaching and frantically used her eight arms to defend herself, protecting her vital organs.

But it was too late.

Chen Fan arrived first, even though he started later.

He pointed his fingers like a knife, and with a swift, downward chop, a faint golden Stream of Light shimmered in his hand.

A hand chop sliced through the eight arms of the Naga Chief's defensive maneuver.

There were no obstacles encountered.

It's like a hot knife slicing through butter.

Puff! Puff! Puff!...

Eight thick arms, severed at the root!

Immediately afterwards, the enormous serpentine body disintegrated from head to tail, transforming into Origin Source light points even more dazzling than those of the Windwing Tiger Race.

The entire process was fluid and graceful, reaching the pinnacle of artistic expression.

Within three breaths, both of the top-tier Fifth-Turn chief cultivators perished!

The entire battlefield was deathly silent.

Chen Fan remained oblivious to the deathly silence around him.

He activated his technique again.

"Buzz!!"

The ancient, illusory image of the Great Furnace reappeared with a roar, its mouth aimed at the two dazzling showers of light left behind after the fall of the chiefs of the Netherbone Demon Race and the Naga Race. An even more terrifying suction force than before erupted!

The Origin Power of the two Fifth-Turn powerhouses was completely devoured in an instant.

This oblivious behavior became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

The remaining nearly one thousand Alien Races Prodigies finally awoke from their extreme fear.

A High-Rank Demon Race trembled violently, letting out a piercing scream, "A demon! He's a demon! Run!!"

Boom!

The entire Alien Races alliance collapsed instantly.

All living beings lost their will to fight, and as if they had seen a ghost, they scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing frantically in all directions without regard for anything else.

"The usual."

Chen Fan didn't even bother to turn around, simply saying to the three people behind him, "Leave no one alive."

Before he could finish speaking...

Shen Xuan, Su Qingyue, and Tuo Bashan already understood.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three streaks of Stream of Light, like tigers among sheep, instantly plunged into the fleeing enemy army.

A desperate massacre was about to unfold.

Shen Xuan gently waved his folding fan, and streaks of condensed, tangible jade-colored sword light crisscrossed, each flash precisely taking away dozens of lives.

Su Qingyue's eyes were icy cold, and an invisible Mental Storm swept out. Wherever it passed, large numbers of Alien Races Prodigies were annihilated before they could even scream, their Divine Souls and bodies destroyed, and they fell straight down.

Tuo Bashan roared excitedly. He was like a mobile War Fortress. With each swing of his fists, the earth was smashed into bottomless craters. With each punch, dozens of enemies were blasted into blood mist by the violent force.

Less than fifteen minutes.

All the commotion on the battlefield then completely subsided.

Nearly a thousand arrogant Alien Races Prodigies were all killed without exception.

Outside the entire Blackrock Guardian Zone, corpses littered the ground and blood flowed like rivers, resembling a living hell.

Witnessing this devastating massacre, Zhang Zhi, the surviving Human Race Guardian, shuddered violently.

Chen Fan calmly walked to the center of the battlefield, where corpses littered the ground.

He took a deep breath, and the illusory image of the Great Furnace behind him suddenly expanded, growing wildly from a hundred feet in size to a thousand feet, almost covering the entire battlefield.

The next moment, the Myriad Dao Furnace Scripture activated at full power for the third time!

A spectacular yet breathtaking scene unfolded.

Thousands of dazzling Origin Source light points slowly rose from the bodies of those Alien Races corpses, transforming into a magnificent galaxy that surged into the thousand-foot -Great Furnace.

The people of the Blackrock Guardian Zone stared blankly at this scene.

Their eyes were filled with shock, gratitude, and... a hint of barely concealed fanaticism and greed.

Finally.

A Fourth-Turn Bone Tempering Realm Human Race Martial Artist had lost an arm in the previous battle, looking at the vast and boundless Origin Source energy, ultimately could not suppress the greed in his heart.

He strode out and shouted at Chen Fan's retreating figure, "Chen Fan! We fought valiantly in this battle, suffering heavy casualties! Shouldn't we also get a share of these spoils?"

Upon hearing this, many survivors showed interest in the idea.