The incredibly thick column of water poured into the pit like a mudslide, catching up with the Half-Divine Beast that was desperately digging in less than two seconds.
Finally, amidst the terrified and helpless gaze of the Half-Divine Beast, it was completely enveloped.
"Well..."
Seeing this scene, Jiang Fan felt a churning in his stomach.
I feel like throwing up my leftovers from the night before.
He had always envied the Holy Lord of the Church of Justice, who could possess so many powerful contracted beasts at the same time.
Then look at yourself...
But... at this moment, he no longer felt envious.
I even felt a little sorry for that legendary figure.
He'd rather spend his days with those Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros than have such a disgusting contracted beast.
Even though the Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros was quite ugly.
While complaining, Jiang Fan also noticed that the water dragon was a bit yellowish.
It's obvious that the Little Turtle is experiencing internal heat.
As for the cause of his internal heat, he could guess it, so he decided not to mention it.
Compared to Jiang Fan, Lan Mingxi had eaten far more salt than he had rice, but even she felt her stomach churn with disgust after witnessing such a horrible scene.
The Little Turtle noticed their gazes, turned around, and glared at them fiercely. "Any objections?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan and Lan Mingxi, in perfect unison, one looked at the ground and the other at the sky, neither glancing in their direction.
There was nothing they could do; they were simply no match for each other.
Most importantly, they were also afraid that if the Little Turtle got upset, it might blow its nose at them.
That's absolutely terrifying!
If you were to be enveloped in such thick, yellowish snot, even if it wasn't very powerful, it would still be incredibly nauseating.
"Snort!"
The Little Turtle snorted coldly through its nose.
This was its favorite trick, but its owner hated it, so it always had a runny nose during the years it lived with its owner.
I don't know how many years I've been holding back, or how much I've accumulated, but it should be enough for it to use a thousand or eight hundred times.
It must consume all its inventory before finding an owner.
There won't be another chance to use it.
"Ahem." Jiang Fan cleared his throat and walked up to the Little Turtle.
"Is that guy dead?"
Seeing the undisguised glint in Jiang Fan's eyes, the Little Turtle first twitched its lips, then began to mock him without any restraint.
"You insignificant ant, a mere Late-Stage Fourth Rank Martial Artist, what, you think you can kill a Half-Divine Beast? Let me tell you, even if I leave it with a sliver of its aura, you still can't kill it, okay? You're dreaming!"
You're the one who's dreaming!
Jiang Fan thought to himself.
Damn it, he's only weak now. But wait until he's stronger than you someday, then you'll see if he beats you up.
As for now, they are still in the heart of the Outer Wilderness Zone.
Although Lan Mingxi's condition has improved somewhat, it's only improved somewhat; she might not even be able to protect herself, let alone safeguard him.
So we still need the Little Turtle's protection; let's just bear with it if we can.
I can't stand it, and my strength doesn't allow it either.
Just as Jiang Fan was thinking this, he suddenly sensed something and abruptly looked in a certain direction.
Lan Mingxi and the Little Turtle did the same thing.
The moment they looked over, the newcomer's figure suddenly appeared in their field of vision.
This shows just how fast the opponent is and how strong they are!
"It's that kid..."
Lan Mingxi looked surprised, never expecting that the person who came would be Yan Tianyang.
Shouldn't the commander of the Divine Wind Camp be guarding the Heaven-Reaching Tower at this time? Why is he here all alone?
Could it be...?
Lan Mingxi muttered something to herself, then turned to look at Jiang Fan.
He couldn't guess any other reason besides this.
Indeed, with such a genius, if it were him, he would also choose to save Jiang Fan after weighing the pros and cons.
As for the Heaven-Reaching Tower, it will be breached sooner or later anyway.
But a peerless genius like Jiang Fan, the hope for the future of humanity, absolutely cannot be allowed to perish.
Yan Tianyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that Jiang Fan was unharmed.
To his surprise, both the Lan Family patriarch and the Little Turtle were with Jiang Fan.
Who would have thought of this combination?
"Um?"
Yan Tianyang suddenly realized something and fixed his gaze on Jiang Fan.
"You've broken through to the Late-Stage Fourth Rank?"
hiss--
He remembered that this guy was only at the Early-Stage Fourth Rank before he came here, and in just a few days he has already jumped two minor realms to reach the Late-Stage Fourth Rank?!
He knew Jiang Fan's breakthrough speed was fast, but there had to be a limit, right?
You're absolutely not human!
Yan Tianyang silently complained to himself.
"Yes, I broke through a couple of days ago," Jiang Fan answered truthfully.
Yan Tianyang's eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled, patted Jiang Fan on the shoulder, and said in a tone of great responsibility, "Keep it up, strive to reach the Martial Saint Realm as soon as possible, then you'll take my place. Hmm... actually, it doesn't have to wait until the Martial Saint Realm. You're Spirit Master, a special case. I'll pass the position to you when you reach the Ninth Rank. I believe there's absolutely no one in the Divine Wind Camp who will object, and even if there are, I believe you'll win people over with virtue."
Jiang Fan didn't even bother to respond to that.
"Since you're alright, I'll head back now."
Before Jiang Fan could react, Yan Tianyang had already disappeared.
He's truly like a dragon whose head is seen but whose tail is never seen.
Jiang Fan sighed inwardly.
The sudden attack by the Church of Justice caused the Yuanwu University seniors' training to end prematurely.
It was precisely because of this sudden attack that many students were seriously injured, and several even died.
However, compared to previous years, the number of deaths is pitifully small.
All of this is mainly thanks to Jiang Fan, the Spirit Master.
Of course, to those unaware of the situation, the main contributor was Ye Qizhen.
The Church of Justice.
Council hall.
The prince, used to throwing things around, muttered curses under his breath.
The Pope, seated in the main seat, calmly sipped his tea, as if the Son of God were nothing more than a clown in his eyes.
"Aaaaah! Jiang Fan! Jiang Fan! This Holy Son will kill you! I will tear you to pieces!"
Even being torn to pieces wouldn't be enough to vent the hatred in his heart.
Actually, it was more jealousy than anger.
17 years old, the same age as him.
He was Early-Stage Fourth Rank, while Jiang Fan was Late-Stage Fourth Rank!
He was Beast Tamer who had contracted a Four Star demonic beast; while Jiang Fan had contracted a large number of demonic beasts, including two Four Star demonic beasts and a mutated demonic beast whose situation was unknown.
Moreover, Jiang Fan is an extremely rare and exceptional Spirit Master.
He's Advanced Psychic!
Holy crap! A 17-year-old Advanced Psychic, how did he cultivate himself?
The more you compare, the more jealous and angry you become!
The other high-ranking members of the Church of Justice watched silently as the Holy Son went mad. Unlike the Pope, they simply wondered how the legendary, god-like figure, reincarnated, could have become so morally depraved.