Now!
According to Sister Sheng Lian, if he could restrain Night Python's bloody domain divine ability—
then Night Python would enter its weakest moment.
And that would be the best opportunity to kill it.
Strike while it was down and finish it off!
Ye Fan was utterly decisive.
He knew—
battle opportunities vanished in an instant.
If he failed to seize it,
then once Night Python escaped,
killing it again would become even harder.
He had to eliminate it and rid the Human Race of this great threat!
The next moment,
as Ye Fan activated his power, a nine-pointed star formation instantly formed around him.
It was here.
Inside the Human Race Supreme Command Center, Ma Yunteng's eyes narrowed.
This formation
was the final means Ye Fan had been preparing over the past few days to kill Night Python.
His fists clenched tightly.
His palms were sweating with tension.
He knew—
since Ye Fan had revealed this trump card, the true final battle had likely arrived.
Victory or defeat will be decided in this one move. It has to succeed!
Ma Yunteng roared inwardly.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The next moment,
with a wave of Ye Fan's hand, nine dazzling Godheads, each as radiant as a star,
fell precisely into the nine grooves of the Deathblow Ancient Formation.
Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz—
In an instant, the formation's nine divine pillars shot into the sky.
And Ye Fan, standing at its center,
looked like a god descending into the mortal world.
"This killing formation may only be a damaged fragment, patched together and repaired, but its power is still impressive.
However, it requires a warrior with an exceptionally powerful physique.
It just so happens to suit my little brother perfectly!"
Within the Immortal Ruins Fragment,
the Golden Armored Valkyrie leisurely drank wine