The two felt a chill in their hearts.
They wanted to use Jiang Fan, but now they face the risk of being attacked from both sides?
This young man, though he looks so young, is not easy to handle at all.
Xuanyang turned his old eyes slightly and transmitted a message: "Elder Xiang, give it to him!"
"If we canât survive, what use is there in keeping this talisman?"
"Let him deal with the Black Moon Venerable!"
"If by chance he survives, we can come back for a second strike to reclaim it."
"Does he think he can lay claim to the things of Sanqing Mountain?"
Elder Xiangâs eyes flickered.
Noticing Black Moon Venerableâs aura quickly approaching, he gritted his teeth, decisively took out a jade box, and tossed it to Jiang Fan.
"Take it!"
Jiang Fan opened it and looked.
A jade talisman inscribed with mysterious blood appeared before his eyes.
The blood contained an overwhelming spiritual pressure, undoubtedly True Spirit Blood!
Jiang Fanâs heart leaped with joy, the third type of True Dragon Blood was in his hands.
Though rare, it is enough to start cultivating the third phase!
"Alright, you can leave now." Jiang Fan put away the jade box and waved his hand.
Xuanyang was overjoyed and immediately rode the clouds away.
After flying for several thousand feet, a hint of ruthlessness flickered in his eyes, and he suddenly shouted out: "Black Moon Venerable!"
"The True Spirit Blood talisman you want is on this boy!"
"Feel free to take it!"
With that said, he quickly fled.
Jiang Fan squinted, that old fox!
First deal with Black Moon Venerable, then settle accounts with him!
His eyes fixed on an elder wearing a blue robe, approaching on clouds with a strong presence, half-smiling.
"Sir, how foolish you are, being so easily used by others..."
Black Moon Venerable approached through the air, shaking his head slightly with a mocking expression.
However, as he got closer and saw Jiang Fanâs face, his expression changed: "Itâs you?"
Seething hatred erupted from his eyes.
"I was just about to go to the continent to find you!"
"And you delivered yourself!"
"Haha! Hahaha!"
Huh?
Jiang Fan was momentarily stunned, he was sure he had never met Black Moon Venerable before.
Why such deep hatred from him?
Before Jiang Fan could think further,
Black Moon Venerable attacked with a menacing intent, taking out a piece of black thin jade, shaped like a crescent moon.
As it was activated, Jiang Fanâs vision plunged into darkness.
This black jade was actually a spiritual artifact that obstructed the enemyâs vision!
At the same time, Black Moon Venerable seized the opportunity, gesturing viciously at Jiang Fanâs heart.
He acted in one go, incredibly skillful.
If it were an ordinary One-Orifice Nascent Soul, they would have fallen for it.
But Jiang Fan was different.
"Soul Capturing Lock!"
He immediately launched a soul attack.
Black Moon Venerable couldnât evade in time, his soul was instantly locked.
The power of his Nascent Soul abruptly cut off, unable to activate the black jade, Jiang Fan soon regained his sight.
Without the slightest hesitation, he swung an Undying Blade fiercely.
However.
Much to Jiang Fanâs astonishment, despite being a Four Apertures Nascent Soul, whose soul should have been sealed immobile by the Soul Capturing Lock,
he managed to break free in an instant, narrowly evading.
He then opened his mouth and murmured a spell.
Jiang Fan felt a sudden dizziness, as if he were drunk, his consciousness beginning to blur.
He immediately realized what it was.
An advanced Soul Secret Technique from Sanqing Mountain, called "Banished Immortal Drunk"!
It can unexpectedly cause even a Nascent Soul Realm expert to fall unconscious.
Black Moon Venerableâs eyes were fierce, and in his palm, a torrent of Nascent Soul Power gathered, his five fingers clawing towards Jiang Fanâs heart!
"Go to Hell, you little bastard!"
He roared viciously, venting his vast hatred.
At the critical moment.
Jiang Fan suddenly lifted his head, his eyes unexpectedly shooting out two blood-red and pale Thunderbolt beams!
Luckily, his soul power had reached the level of a Three Apertures Nascent Soul.
Though his consciousness was blurred, he still had the power to resist.
With Black Moon Venerable so close and caught off guard, how could he dodge in time?
Bang!
His eyes were directly burned by the Thunder Light, turning them into two bloody, penetrating holes.
"Ah!" Black Moon Venerable let out a mournful roar.
A ferocious, non-human aura erupted from him: "You little beast!!!"
Jiang Fanâs immediate response was a decisive strike with the Undying Blade.
The pale Thunderbolt sliced across him, blasting him a thousand feet away.
Black Moon Venerable let out another ghastly howl, his entire body charred.
Knowing he couldnât contend with Jiang Fan, he quickly fled, using the momentum of his retreat.
Jiang Fan wanted to pursue and kill, but his body stumbled and fell powerlessly.
The effect of "Banished Immortal Drunk" was still there, causing his consciousness to quickly blur.
Hua Wuying, full of concern, said, "Senior, are you alright?"
Jiang Fan gritted his teeth: "Iâm fine, focus on your tribulation, donât worry about me."
He silently recited the contents of the Jade Paper Heavenly Book in his heart.
The inscriptions flashed in his mind, gradually clearing his sinking consciousness.
But just at this moment.
The sound of several entities breaking through the air approached.
It was Xuanyang and the others, sensing the battle here had calmed.
Seeing Jiang Fanâs condition, Xuanyang immediately knew he had been afflicted by "Banished Immortal Drunk," and a murderous glint appeared in his eyes.
"You brat, stealing from Sanqing Mountain?"
"Do you think you can live with it?"
He wore a vicious expression, riding the clouds as he swiftly descended.
Qingdeâs expression changed slightly: "Master, what are you doing?"
Xuanyang coolly replied: "Of course, to uphold Sanqing Mountainâs honor!"
"Otherwise, what if every cat and dog starts learning to rob Sanqing Mountainâs things in the future?"
Elder Xiang remained silent, not speaking to stop him.
Hua Wuying exclaimed in shock: "Stop!"
"Senior just saved you, and now you want to kill him?"
Even as an outsider, she felt Xuanyangâs shamelessness!
Xuanyang glanced at her, self-righteously said: "We were just making a transaction, whoâs to say he saved us?"
"Besides, allâs fair in war."
"Heâs stupid, how can he blame me for being smart?"
With a sinister smile, he swiftly descended.
He aimed a vicious palm strike at the back of Jiang Fanâs head, intending to shatter his skull!
Whoosh!
Unexpectedly!
A violet light flashed unpredictably from Jiang Fanâs chest, meeting Xuanyangâs hand palm-first.
In an instant.
Xuanyangâs arm, from the palm to the shoulder joint, was cleaved in two!
Blood spurted out immediately!
A heart-piercing pain arrived several moments later.
The sinister smile on Xuanyangâs face froze momentarily before turning into agony.
From his mouth burst a terrible cry.
"Ah! My hand!!" He staggered backward.
He looked in disbelief at the front, where Jiang Fan was slowly standing up.
"You... you recovered from âBanished Immortal Drunkâ so soon?"
Jiang Fan slowly turned around, his eyes exuding a frosty chill like two ice caverns, his voice exceptionally cold:
"You shouldnât have come back."