A few minutes earlier.
Ye Fan had sent his spirit wandering beyond and arrived in the Chaos Star Domain.
There, he sensed a heavy stench of blood and a brutal style of combat.
"Could this be the headquarters of the Bloody Arena, one of the Four Great Powers of the Divine Realm?"
Ye Fan pondered.
Soon,
a sweep of his spiritual sense picked up fragments of information.
This star domain did indeed belong to the Bloody Arena.
And bloody battles were still being fought there.
Word was that a girl from the Divine Phoenix Clan was fighting.
At the news,
Ye Fan's heart stirred, and Little Nine flashed through his mind.
But
he still thought it could not be that much of a coincidence.
Even so, on the off chance it was,
Ye Fan swiftly searched a warrior's soul and, guided by the warrior's memories, crossed thousands of miles in an instant.
He soon arrived above the Bloody Arena.
"It really is Little Nine! Who hurt her this badly?"
"Damn it! What hole did that stinking centipede crawl out of to dare hurt my sister?"
The moment Ye Fan saw Feng Jiu,
he felt both shock and joy.
But in the next instant, he spotted a many-limbed Centipede Warrior.
Several divine weapons bore down on Little Nine's vital points.
The warrior was unmistakably trying to kill her.
Boom!
At that moment,
Ye Fan's tiny soul figure moved.
In an instant, the winds and clouds changed color.
Though
the Centipede Warrior had already closed in on Little Nine,
however fast he was, how could he outpace Ye Fan's tiny soul figure?
"Soul-Burning Blade, strike!"
Ye Fan's tiny soul figure instantly formed a sharp blade that gleamed coldly!
It tore through space.
In an instant, it appeared above the Centipede Warrior's head