"Scree, scree, scree~~"
Frantic shrieks poured wildly from the octopus head pierced by the Nine Luminaries Dragon Spear.
And under the assault of its sound waves, the nearby martial artists of the Purple Chen Star Domain, whose faces had originally been filled with devotion and fanaticism, showed looks of pain.
And it was not just them.
Even Feng Jiu, who was covering Ye Fan from the side, had gone slightly pale
on that pretty face of hers.
It was clear just how powerful the evil parasitizing Ren Xing's body truly was.
After all, this evil had once been an existence capable of giving even God Emperor-level powerhouses a tremendous headache.
Even though
it had been worn down over the long span of ten thousand years, even one ten-thousandth of its remaining might
was enough to make these geniuses who had only just broken through to the Void God level feel that it was incomparably troublesome.
"Little Nine, fall back. Leave this to me!"
Ye Fan said in a grave voice.
Because
even though his long spear had pierced that mutated octopus monster, Ye Fan not only felt no relief at all, but instead felt a surge of heart-pounding unease.
This feeling
did not appear often for Ye Fan.
Or rather, ever since Ye Fan's martial path had advanced by leaps and bounds, unless he encountered enemies whose realms far surpassed his own, otherwise, among martial artists of the same level, this feeling had not appeared for a very long time.
And right now, Ye Fan had broken through to the high-level Void God realm with the legendary Purple Gold Godhead.
It could be said
that his combat power had skyrocketed several times over, even tenfold.
And yet, even so, he still felt his heart tremble.
In other words, the thing