[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have completed your mission and become the First Great Emperor of the Desolate Ancient Domain! Reward: Ten Extreme Dao Divine Weapon.]
The first one came in!
After being drained of his strength by the strongest attack, Chen Fan looked down from mid-air.
" Ancient God Clan Chief, are you willing to accept the consequences of your bet?"
At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief. Good things come in pairs, and another task was completed. Looking at it this way, there is no doubt that Shen Wusheng is the most powerful Great Emperor.
Unfortunately, that's not the case anymore...
Of course, he had also exhausted his power, leaving him with absolutely nothing. The Law of Berserk caused him some backlash, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, but compared to the result, it wasn't a big problem.
Upon hearing this, everyone who finally understood the situation instantly became excited, their hands trembling and their hearts pounding with emotion.
The old ancestor is still alive and kicking, but Shen Wusheng is dead!
Ancestor, you really defeated Shen Wusheng!
And this was despite being suppressed by cultivation level! Such a terrifying gap in skill, yet he actually managed to defeat her!
They would never have believed it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.
Chen Fan's three wives breathed a sigh of relief, as did the three great Gods and Devils Pavilion.
Bai Fengrong and Bai Fengyao patted their chests simultaneously. It was terrifying! Had their master been injected with adrenaline? Working so hard! Thankfully, the result was good.
Master really has no martial ethics! He's secretly cultivated to this level behind my back! I'm so worried!
Shen Wuyi, " Lin Feng! Master has won! This divine son is truly clever; he doesn't lose on either side."
Once his biological father wins, he can laugh and say, "My dad won!"
Shen Wusheng, who had been sent flying backward, was exhausted and pale-faced. He barely managed to regain his footing and gripped the Dark Night Saint Saber...
It hurts, it hurts so much!
He actually lost! With his strength and skill, how could he possibly lose!
This is purely due to the suppression of a divine artifact! Otherwise, how could I have been defeated! Only he himself knows best what kind of blow he just suffered!
If Chen Fan had been able to unleash the power of that great hall, the Dark Night Saint Saber would likely have been shattered!
I was utterly shocked! Where did Chen Fan get so many trump cards?!
I'm absolutely spitting blood.
I'm not reconciled! I'm not convinced!
"Ancestor of the Chen Lineage, this battle doesn't count..."
Swish swish swish.
Thousands of the Emperor Realm puppets instantly surrounded them.
"..."
"I, the one who loses, accept the consequences of my bet!"
Shen Wusheng gritted his teeth.
I'm so angry I'm practically spitting fire! If we weren't on the Desolate Ancient Continent, I would definitely show you what a god is!
Otherwise, how could he have suffered such a setback here and been completely controlled by Chen Fan!
Wait for me, wait until I leave the Desolate Ancient Continent! Then we'll have a fair duel!
... The only good news is that if I accept the loss, leaving the Desolate Ancient Continent shouldn't be too difficult. At least that's some consolation.
Shen Wuyi was startled, almost thinking that his own father had a rebellious streak.
Everyone was still reeling from the experience, finding it hard to believe! But the Chen Lineage was already unstoppable!
"Alright." Chen Fan stood with his hands behind his back. "From this day forward, the Ancient God Clan will be subordinate to my Chen Lineage!"
The second one I got was a free bodyguard!
At the same time.
[Ding, Ancient God Clan Affiliation, congratulations host for receiving the reward: Great Dao Contract...]
puff.
Shen Wusheng longer bear it. For him, this was tantamount to killing him and destroying his spirit!
Do I, a Wing Clan, need to be subordinate to others?
He couldn't hold on any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Father," Shen Wuyi quickly went to help him up, "Let's go back to see a doctor..."
"You unfilial son!" Shen Wusheng closed his eyes, instantly feeling utterly hopeless. Everything was gone, all of it was lost!
Then take a deep breath.
"Ancestor of the Chen Lineage, I will naturally fulfill my promise!" If he didn't agree, he probably wouldn't be able to leave upright.
There was no other choice.
"Farewell." He left perfectly fine, but returned to find himself belonging to someone else! He'd stumbled and fallen.
This is an utter disgrace! I'll fight again after I leave the Desolate Ancient Continent!
She glared at her unfilial son, signaling him to follow...
"Wait!" Chen Fan quickly called out.
The third gain was naturally the supplementary reward, the Great Dao Contract, which he had just quickly figured out.
"Ancestor of the Chen Lineage, I have already agreed to your request, what more do you want!" Shen Wusheng was full of rebellious spirit.
This is a matter of racial dignity!
Chen Fan said calmly, "Words are meaningless, and to prevent the Ancient God Clan from going back on their word later, I need to sign a contract with you..."
The Wing Clan is not a race from the Desolate Ancient Continent, so we must be wary of them breaking away from our control. Not to mention that Shen Wusheng is clearly rebellious by nature, how could he possibly submit?
The Great Dao Contract can perfectly fill this gap, and it also puts people at ease...
Upon hearing this, Shen Wusheng immediately became resolute. He didn't know what methods Chen Fan possessed, but the idea of controlling their Ancient God Clan through such means was simply a pipe dream!
How could I possibly agree to that!
"I regret to inform you that I cannot agree to this..."
Swish swish swish.
Thousands of the Emperor Realm puppets then surrounded and attacked.
"What is the Chen Lineage patriarch's intention? Please speak frankly!"
Shen Wusheng's eyes flashed. Even if the Chen Lineage family patriarch had many tricks up his sleeve, just wait, wait until I leave!
Let's talk again.
He wanted to see what Chen Fan was planning to do next.
Shen Wuyi was startled, almost thinking his father was planning a rebellion again. This situation would clearly implicate him and put him in a difficult position.
Fortunately, Father promised Master that he wouldn't die.
Chen Fan said, " Ancient God Clan Chief, don't resist..."
At the same time, a burst of spiritual energy shot out and instantly entered Shen Wusheng's brow.
Shen Wusheng was forced into this situation, and he was horrified when he realized this power.
Because of this feeling, it was as if his life and death were entirely in Chen Fan's hands.
He coughed up blood, and they actually made me their slave! That's pretty much the gist of it!
Chen Fan explained, "This Great Dao Contract will help the Ancient God Clan Chief uphold the agreement."
By signing a contract, we can make Shen Wusheng behave himself.
Otherwise, he would inevitably suffer a backlash from the Great Dao. Only in this way could he feel more at ease.
Shen Wusheng once again felt utterly hopeless.
"Farewell, Patriarch Chen Lineage."
Turning to Shen Wuyi, I said, " Yi'er, you should stay here. You don't need to go back with your father."
No, I don't want it anymore. Because of this unfilial son, I've already sacrificed myself!
We can talk again after I leave the Desolate Ancient Continent!
You think you can control me with such paltry methods? Is that even possible? Is it realistic?
"Father, take care." Shen Wuyi said respectfully.
Although he didn't know what had happened, he was certain his master wouldn't harm his father. And he, of course, needed to go to the Chen Lineage to break through his cultivation!
I instantly became excited.
Chen Fan watched Shen Wusheng leave. This fourth gain was to subdue the enemy without fighting. No matter what plans Shen Wusheng had, they were now doomed.
Then you don't need to worry about it.
This is a win-win situation.
In short, he still made a huge profit!
after.
Then they left.
Along the way.
"Her master, the Ancient God Clan, really came from beyond the heavens?" Bai Fengrong asked curiously.
Chen Fan nodded.
" The Ancient God Clan were Wing Clan, an extraterrestrial race. Furthermore, Shen Wusheng's true power was that of a god..."
"They've always wanted to leave the Desolate Ancient Continent, which is why they're plotting something."