Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 205 The Mastermind Makes a Grand Appearance!

"Boom--!"

Zi Yan rushed to the ruins, her small body bursting with powerful fighting spirit. With a flick of her small hands, countless boulders were blown away like withered leaves, and rubble tumbled down, smashing into the ground and creating a dense array of shallow pits.

Although she could only tremble in fear on the front lines, she was still a Dou Zong expert, and using her Dou Qi and spatial power to move the rubble was still easy for her.

Zi Yan searched meticulously inch by inch, stirring up clouds of dust, and finally found the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit radiating red light in the center of the ruins.

"Great."

Zi Yan's face was filled with joy as she quickly stepped forward.

The Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit was enveloped by a scarlet energy shield, the surface of which was still glowing and undamaged by the impact of the ruins' collapse.

The Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit is, after all, a divine object that has reached the level of a Battle Saint. It is protected by spiritual energy, and the collapse of the ruins cannot shake it in the slightest.

Zi Yan stood before the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit, slowly closed her eyes, and clasped her hands together in front of her chest.

The pure bloodline of the Ancient Void Dragon within her body was slowly activated, and wisps of golden energy flowed from her palms, gently swirling around the scarlet protective shield.

As if sensing the call of their shared origin, the halo on the shield gradually dimmed and eventually receded like the tide, revealing the plump and glossy appearance of the fruit itself.

Then, the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit moved without wind and slowly flew towards Zi Yan.

Zi Yan opened her eyes, her small hands tightly gripping the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit, refusing to let go.

Harvesting the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit requires a specific secret method, which can only be activated by the bloodlines of the Ancient Void Dragon or those miscellaneous birds, and this method is passed down only within the two races from generation to generation.

Even if outsiders were lucky enough to find the whereabouts of the Origin Fruit, they would have no way to collect it and could only stare at the treasure helplessly.

She was able to learn this secret technique entirely thanks to Elder Qi You's meticulous instruction, but now, Elder Qi You is no longer here...

Thinking of this, Zi Yan felt a lump in her throat and her eyes welled up with tears.

"Ziyan, how are you?"

Xiao Yan's voice pierced through the smoke and dust of the ruins, carrying a hint of urgency.

Zi Yan rallied herself and darted to the open space outside. She held the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit high in her hand, its scarlet halo particularly striking in the sunlight.

"I've got it!"

"Great!"

Seeing the fruit, Xiao Yan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense for so long, finally settled down. He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy since he hadn't truly grasped the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit.

"Congratulations, Ziyan."

A sincere smile bloomed on Qinglin's pretty face.

Xiao Yan's expression turned serious: "We should not delay. Let's first inform the Ancestor that we have obtained the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit, and then leave here as soon as possible."

The commotion from the battle of the Saints was so immense that the effects could be felt even from a million miles away. If we don't leave soon, the hidden powerhouses of the Beast Realm, as well as the people of the six ancient races, will likely be drawn here.

"Ah."

Qinglin nodded gently and said, "Then how should we inform Brother Xiao?"

"This is easy!"

Xiao Yan and Zi Yan answered almost simultaneously. Before they finished speaking, they each took out a crystal-clear token from their storage rings.

Qinglin's eyes were full of confusion, and he couldn't help but ask, "What is this thing?"

"This is the Soul-Guiding Jade!"

Zi Yan casually waved the token in her hand and explained, "With this thing, no matter how far apart we are, we can communicate directly with that bad guy. What, didn't he give you one?"

"I, I didn't..."

Qinglin's gaze fell on the transparent tokens in their hands, and a strange sense of grievance welled up inside her. Why didn't I...?

Xiao Yan did not notice Qing Lin's unusual behavior. He quickly injected a wisp of soul power into the Soul-Guiding Jade in his hand.

"what!"

As soon as he activated the token, Xiao Yan let out a soft exclamation, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. Inside the Soul Guiding Jade, there was actually an unread message.

For some reason, the moment he sensed the delayed message, a strange chill ran up his spine to the back of his neck.

Judging from the fluctuations in the transmission, the message had obviously been sent a long time ago. Presumably, the battle just now was too dangerous, and he was so focused on dealing with the crisis that he didn't notice it for a long time.

Zi Yan is right here. The only person who can use the Soul-Guiding Jade to send him a message is the Xiao Clan Ancestor...

Could it be that something has happened to our ancestor?

The moment the thought crossed Xiao Yan's mind, his heart sank, a heavy sense of oppression pressing down on his chest.

What message did they miss?!

Xiao Yan forced himself to calm down, took a deep breath, poured his soul power into the Soul Guiding Jade, and quickly checked the delayed message.

"Critical! The Dragon-Phoenix Son has set up an ancient spatial array, and I am trapped inside, unable to escape!"
He went to your place!

"Oops!"

Ignoring the backlash from the Heavenly Flame Three Transformations, Xiao Yan's internal fighting spirit surged violently. He abruptly stood up and roared fiercely, "Run!"

"What's wrong……"

Zi Yan and Qing Lin turned around at the sound, their faces full of confusion and doubt.

Just as they were about to ask, a calm yet chilling voice echoed eerily behind them, like a ghost.

"Is it too late to leave now?"

Before the words were even finished, an extremely fast purple phantom tore through the void, carrying a terrifying pressure, and rushed towards Zi Yan!
"Zi Yan!"

With eyes wide with rage, Xiao Yan roared furiously and hurled the Xuan Heavy Ruler from his back!

The dark, heavy ruler, carrying immense power, was covered in surging battle qi. As it tore through the air, it emitted a sharp whistling sound, like a black lightning bolt, aiming straight for the back of the purple-robed phantom!
However, the purple-robed phantom seemed completely unaware of this. Only at the very moment that the Xuan Heavy Ruler was about to touch the robe did it slowly raise its right hand, lightly tap its five fingers together, and flick it slightly.

"clang!"

There was no earth-shattering collision, nor any violent energy impact. The fighting spirit on the Xuanzhong Ruler instantly dissipated and was flung away, crashing heavily into the broken wall in the distance!
"go with!"

Upon seeing this, Qinglin on the other side immediately cried out, her eyes suddenly blazing with green light.

A dense black light enveloped Yao Ming's body, his cold eyes locking onto the purple-robed phantom, and without hesitation, he raised his index and middle fingers together!

"Buzz!"

A chilling aura of death suddenly surged forth, condensing into a thin, gray beam of light, exuding an aura of decay, and shot toward the purple-robed phantom as fast as a meteor!

"Yao Ming, the former patriarch of the Nine Netherworld Clan, was murdered by his own brother and imprisoned in the Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs."

If you were at your peak, I would still give you a wide berth, but unfortunately, after such a great battle, how much strength do you still have left?

The purple-robed phantom's voice carried a hint of disdain. Just as the Yellow Spring Finger was about to reach him, he activated his battle qi, and an eerie purple light surged around him, forming a semi-transparent purple light shield.

The moment the gray light collided with the light shield, it sizzled like water droplets falling into hot oil, and the gray death energy and the purple light shield canceled each other out.

In just a few breaths, the fierce Yellow Spring Finger completely vanished without a trace, not even causing the hem of the purple-robed phantom to tremble.

The purple-robed phantom coldly swept its gaze over Xiao Yan and Yao Ming, before landing on Zi Yan, whose face was deathly pale.

In Zi Yan's terrified gaze, he suddenly raised his hand!
(End of this chapter)