"Your Majesty—"
"Leave now." Jiang Fan waved his hand.
The Seventh Old Zhang his mouth, but ultimately bowed his head.
"Yes."
"Etc."
The Seventh Elder quickly withdrew the foot he had just stepped out, lowered his posture as much as possible, and asked respectfully, "Is there anything else you need?"
"My identity should not be revealed for now," Jiang Fan said.
"Yes, Holy Lord."
"Also, currently, I—or rather, in this life—have not yet awakened my memories of my past life, so when you encounter me again, do not reveal what happened today."
"Yes, Your Majesty, rest assured."
"Okay, you can go now."
After the Seventh Elder had completely left, Jiang Fan staggered back several steps until he reached a thick tree and reached out to steady himself.
As if sensing a familiar aura, he instantly unleashed his Psychic Power.
A vast expanse of land lies within my sight.
He laughed heartily.
" Spirit Master is so satisfying! It was worth the choice I made back then."
Just as he was marveling at it, that familiar aura finally entered the range of his Psychic Power.
"Did this guy... come by smell?"
Jiang Fan subconsciously felt an itch in his leg, and wanted to kick the Little Turtle as far away as possible.
But given his current state, if the Little Turtle were to discover his identity, even if it clung to his leg, crying and sniffling, he wouldn't be able to kick it away like before.
Thinking of this, Jiang Fan immediately summoned Big Black again.
As soon as Big Black was summoned, it anxiously circled around him, howling incessantly, as if asking if he was alright.
I'm fine.
Jiang Fan gently stroked Big Black's head. Fortunately, in this life, he managed to pull Big Black back in time when the Seventh Elder grabbed his throat.
Otherwise, given Big Black's strength, he would have been dead long ago.
Xiao Yan...
Although you are no longer here, thankfully you can still exist in this world in another way.
Time was of the essence, and he could not afford to continue his reflections.
"Quickly, take me away from here."
After saying that, Jiang Fan's vision went black, and he collapsed onto Big Black's body, completely losing consciousness.
Although Big Black was anxious about Jiang Fan's condition, it had to obey its master's orders, so it used all its strength to fly away from there.
The Little Turtle, which was flying rapidly this way, suddenly stopped and frantically darted around.
"Huh? Why did Master's aura suddenly disappear?"
As it darted around, it landed right on top of Ye Qizhen and the others.
"It's Ye boy. Judging from the looks of it, he's being hunted down by the Church of Justice."
As Spirit Master, Ye Qizhen spotted the Little Turtle immediately.
"Quick! Go save Jiang Fan! A Early-Stage Ninth Rank Martial Artist just chased after him!"
He had learned about the Little Turtle's identity from Yan Tianyang a long time ago.
This includes Wang Yao's specific identity.
"How long has it been?" the Little Turtle asked absentmindedly.
"It's been several minutes!"
"Oh. A few minutes? It'll definitely be cold by then."
In her haste, Ye Qizhen was caught off guard and slashed, her face immediately losing all color.
"That guy from the Wang Family cares so much about Jiang Fan, what if he finds out you're standing by and watching him die—"
Before he could finish speaking, he was glared at by the Little Turtle.
"You brat, you're barely out of hair yet and you've already learned to threaten me? Let me tell you, if you weren't Yan Tianyang's man, I would have blown you away to your grandma's house long ago!"
"I wouldn't dare! This isn't a threat, I'm begging you! If you don't go now, he might really die!" Ye Qizhen said anxiously.
"Never mind, since Master's aura has already disappeared, let's go find that kid first."
Anyway, it'll just get there at a normal speed. If that kid really dies, it'll just collect his body while it's at it.
This way, it will be easier to explain to Wang Yao and Brother Peach.
Soon, the Little Turtle followed the direction Ye Qizhen pointed and saw a line of fallen trees.
"That power—hiss— Jiang Fan is probably dead for sure."
I wonder if we'll ever find his body?
They might have been blasted into dust.
"His death doesn't matter, I wonder how that big yellow dog is doing. I hope it's alright, after all, it's also a descendant of the Little Bird."
The Little Turtle searched the vicinity again and again, but found absolutely no clues about Jiang Fan and Big Black.
"Could it really be as I suspect, that Jiang Fan was blasted to smithereens, leaving not even a trace behind?"
In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.
When Jiang Fan woke up, he found himself lying in a very secluded cave.
How did I get here?
The voice he made was hoarse and indistinct, so faint that he could barely hear it himself.
My throat...
"Ouch--it hurts--"
Jiang Fan tried to sit up, only to find that all the bones in his body felt like they were about to fall apart.
It felt like being trampled hundreds of times by a herd of Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros.
"Is this the side effect of using a trump card to save your life?"
Jiang Fan quickly analyzed the reason.
To be honest, although I'm in so much pain that I can't move right now, it's still a thousand times or a hundred times better than the self-destructive side effects of the Qi Burst Pill.
But as for what happened afterward, it was like having a blackout from drinking; I couldn't remember a single thing.
"Don't think about that now, the most important thing is to take the Body Restoration Pill and get back to health."
Jiang Fan struggled to take out the Body Restoration Pill Body Restoration Pill his spatial ring, and it took almost all his strength to put it into his mouth.
Even after swallowing a dose of the Body Restoration Pill, he still couldn't get up.
"System, what exactly happened after I used my trump card? Why is my body so badly damaged?"
These injuries are even more severe than those inflicted by the Holy Son of the Church of Justice using Pseudo Spirit Weapon!
[whee]
The system replied with two sly words.
Jiang Fan "..."
He doesn't even have the energy to roll his eyes anymore, which shows just how bad his physical condition is.
Besides, instead of getting angry with the system, it's better to save the energy and continue taking the Body Restoration Pill.
"Awoo--" A terrifying wolf howl suddenly rang out.
The oppressive force conveyed in the voice instantly dissipated the little strength Jiang Fan had managed to recover.
Not only that, my brain was buzzing, as if it was about to explode.
This terrifying sense of oppression was far beyond what the Early-Stage Ninth Rank Martial Artist had come to pursue them could achieve.
Thinking of this, Jiang Fan was utterly horrified.
Just how powerful was that monster?
Nine Star?
It was still above the Nine Star, reaching the level of Half-Saint Beast.
Or perhaps something even more terrifying?
Having analyzed this far, Jiang Fan felt like crying but had no tears left.
These monster-level beasts basically roam the very heart of the Outer Wilderness Zone.
So what exactly is going on with him now?
Have they really broken into the very heart of the area?
Or was this incredibly powerful monster just wandering around aimlessly, and he just happened to run into it?
Just as Jiang Fan was feeling uneasy, another terrifying aura suddenly entered the cave.