The monster moved again, grabbing Jiang Youtian in its mouth and tearing at him forcefully.
"Ah--" A scream as loud as a pig being slaughtered resounded.
Jiang Youtian's leg was bitten off while he was still alive, blood gushing out like a waterfall. After screaming himself hoarse, he fainted and was on the verge of death.
"Ugh..." Wang Shuqin covered her eyes, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
Tang Fugui kept his head up, biting his lip, and remained silent.
Tang Duo covered Tang Guo's eyes and turned her head to the side.
After chewing the food in its mouth, the monster prepared to swallow Jiang Youtian whole.
Just then, Jiang Fan moved, flashing in front of the monster and slashing horizontally with his sword, splitting the monster in two. Jiang Youtian, who had just fallen into the monster's mouth, slid out along with the upper half of the fallen monster.
Having done all this, Jiang Fan deftly sheathed his sword and looked at Jiang Qifeng expressionlessly.
"Your good son isn't dead yet, but if you keep standing there in a daze, he might bleed to death."
These words pulled Jiang Qifeng back to reality from his daze, and he mechanically turned his neck to look at Jiang Youtian lying in a pool of blood.
Having lost an arm and a leg, Jiang Youtian was practically a cripple, but everyone knew that Jiang Youtian was his son. Although they were not related by blood, he was still the son he had always been proud of, and he had even driven his own flesh and blood out of the house for this son.
For the sake of Jiang Youtian, a Middle-Stage Martial Apprentice, they drove Jiang Fan, a Spirit Master, out of their home.
That's Spirit Master in the world! Any family that produces such a peerless genius will inevitably rise and grow at an incredible speed.
However, he personally crushed this once-in-a-lifetime hope!
Of course, he doesn't dare to hope for Jiang Fan to come back right now; to be precise, he doesn't have the guts to do so.
Wang Shuqin looked at Jiang Fan with tears in her eyes, " Xiao Fan, thank you, I—"
"Alright, Mom, we're all family. If you say that, it means you don't treat me like your son," Jiang Fan said with a smile.
Tang Fugui reached out and patted Jiang Fan on the shoulder, his emotions conveyed without needing to be expressed.
"Buzz buzz buzz!" A familiar sound suddenly came.
Without turning his head, Jiang Fan knew it was that Three Star Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito that had caught up with them.
Now that his identity Spirit Master has been exposed, he no longer needs to worry about so much.
Stepping onto the E-grade alloy weight ring, he soared into the air and took out spider silk from his spatial ring, controlling it with his Psychic Power to fight against the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito.
Throughout the entire ordeal, the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito failed to get close to Jiang Fan. Faced with the spider silk that came flying like a storm, the already weak Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito were quickly covered in wounds, their bodies covered with dense cuts.
Green blood continued to drip from the sky, and as time passed, the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito were on the verge of death.
Looking at Jiang Fan, he had no wounds on his body, and even his clothes were intact.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, "Spirit Master are really awesome!"
No wonder Spirit Master are considered national treasures. I had only heard about it before, and knew this common knowledge, but I never had the chance to see Spirit Master in battle.
Hidden in a secluded spot, two people, their faces concealed, were furtively watching this scene.
They are none other than Bing 9 and Bing 11, the culprits who created this beast tide.
The two had been outside the fortress, but after seeing the Three Star monster appear on the monitor, they sneaked in, intending to record the Three Star's massacre of the city and then upload it to the internet to cause panic and let them know the consequences of offending the Church of Justice.
However, to their utter surprise, things took a far more unexpected turn.
"This Jiang Fan is actually Spirit Master! He really knows how to hide it."
"Such cunning and scheming at such a young age is absolutely unacceptable. If allowed to grow up, he will inevitably become the number one enemy of our Church of Justice."
"That's right, but even Three Star monster is about to perish at Jiang Fan's hands. The strength of the two of us is far inferior to that of the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito. Even if we wanted to deal with Jiang Fan, we probably wouldn't have the ability," Bing11 said worriedly.
Bing 9 curled his lips into a ruthless smile, and took out a crystal glass bottle from his pocket, inside which was a drop of red snowflakes emitting an eerie aura.
Even through the crystal glass bottle, Bing 11 felt the threat of death. His face filled with fear, he asked, "What—what is this?"
"His Holiness the Pope heard that we were about to do something very great, so he specially sent someone to bring us this drop of blood to help us."
"Was it a gift from His Holiness the Pope?" Bing 11 was stunned. He never expected that this matter would attract the attention of the greatest Pope of their Church of Justice, who would personally bestow such a treasure upon him.
"What exactly is this thing?"
Bing 9 looked at the red snowflakes with a respectful expression.
"Although you haven't been a member of the sect for long, you must have heard of the four guardian Divine Beast that served the Holy Lord back then, right?"
"Of course I've heard of it. When the Holy Lord first founded the Church of Justice, the Four Divine Beast followed him and helped him establish the Church of Justice's territory. However, after the Holy Lord ascended to heaven, the Four Divine Beast disappeared. But what does this have to do with this drop of blood?"
"Would you be shocked if I told you that this drop of blood is the essence of the Crimson Flame Phoenix?"
"What?!" Bing 11 was so shocked he almost shouted out loud.
"You're saying this is... this is the essence blood of the Crimson Flame Phoenix? How... how is this possible?"
"What's impossible about it? That's what the Pope told me."
It took Bing 11 a long time to process this shocking news. After regaining his voice, he asked, "So, what do you plan to do with this drop of essence blood?"
Bing 9 looked at the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito enveloped in green blood in mid-air and chuckled sinisterly, "I'll show you a truly spectacular show soon."
The scene shifts, Jiang Fan observes that the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito are about to die. Not wanting to waste any more time, he flashes forward and slashes down with his sword.
"Buzz--" After letting out its last mournful cry, the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito slowly closed their eyes.
At that moment, Bing 9 made his move, throwing the glass bottle containing the blood of the Crimson Flame Phoenix, which landed precisely in the cut wound.
"Hmm--" The Crazy Old Man woke up from his drunken stupor, stretched, looked at Jiang Fan who had landed from the air, and then stared blankly at the horrific hellish scene around him.
What happened?
Hearing the Crazy Old Man's voice, Jiang Fan rolled his eyes speechlessly.
"You woke up just in time."