Bang!
Fang Xin crushed the spatial orb without hesitation.
The experimental subject holding Fang Xin was slightly stunned.
Immediately, he felt a terrifying aura coming from the distant horizon.
Visibly, his hair stood on end.
Goosebumps appeared on his skin.
It was as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
At that instant, Fang Xin also sensed an overwhelmingly terrifying aura emanating from the other end of space.
In that moment, Fang Xin felt like a small boat on turbulent waves, with no room to retaliate at all; the opponent was like a deity from the heavens, capable of deciding a person's life and death with a mere lift of his hand.
Under this terrifying aura, everyone seemed as insignificant as a speck of dust.
Fang Xin had previously witnessed Bai Mao Zai's Level 13 combat power.
With every move, he could conjure phenomena that dwarfed heaven and earth, his presence awe-inspiring, but under Old Master Ye's terrifying might, Bai Mao Zai seemed somewhat outmatched.
The person still holding Fang Xin was indeed a clear-headed and ruthless character.
Realizing he had no chance of winning against Old Master Ye, he immediately flicked the basketball still spinning on his fingertip; the basketball revolved around his body, and his body also spun rapidly, transforming into a black dot, escaping into the distance along an utterly erratic arc.
This bastard was not only clear-headed but also a ruthless and decisive character; to be safe, while escaping, he directly bared his fangs and bit towards Fang Xin's neck, attempting to send Fang Xin to his demise on the spot.
Fang Xin's body was completely immobile, feeling like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others; Fang Xin was caught between two terrifying and frenzied auras, with no room for maneuver.
He watched helplessly as this bastard's mouth bit towards his carotid artery.
Just as the opponent's mouth was about to touch Fang Xin's neck.
Behind the two of them.
Countless water vapors condensed into a phantom.
With the posture of an immortal caressing the top of a head, it gently patted the opponent's head.
A dull thud was heard.
Blood spurted from the person's seven orifices, and his body slumped; from a third-person perspective, it looked as if the opponent's head had been slapped into his chest, like something out of an abstract cartoon.
Fang Xin only felt a tingling sensation in his body; although the person was holding Fang Xin, a lot of water vapor suddenly surged between his palm and Fang Xin, and this water vapor miraculously lifted Fang Xin, pulling him directly from the opponent's hand, and Fang Xin's body floated in mid-air.
A few seconds later, beneath Fang Xin's body, the water vapor supporting Fang Xin condensed into small figures about a foot long; Fang Xin lay horizontally in mid-air, and water vapor figures continuously formed in the air, supporting Fang Xin, who was like cargo on a conveyor belt, moving into the distance at an imperceptible speed.
All of this took a long time to describe, but it happened in a flash; it took less than three seconds for the water vapor figures to take Fang Xin from the experimental subject's hand and carry him nearly a hundred meters away, making it seem as if Fang Xin could shrink the ground into an inch, instantly moving from one place to another.
Not only did that person bite at empty air, but blood also gushed from his seven orifices after being struck.
The basketballs around his body spun rapidly in irregular trajectories, and that person's body suddenly shot up a section, his clothes bursting from the large muscles on his body.
He knew that if he didn't fight for his life today, he would likely be left here.
He twisted his waist and collided backward with an 'Iron Mountain Lean'.
The water vapor figure immediately dispersed upon impact.
That person's expression brightened with joy, thinking it was nothing special; his peripheral vision turned to Fang Xin, contemplating whether to recapture Fang Xin. This bastard was indeed a pragmatic fighter; as he thought this, he had already flashed closer to Fang Xin.
But in the next second.
An endless surge of water vapor suddenly moved towards this area between heaven and earth, and as countless water vapors condensed, they formed a gigantic cloud that nearly covered the entire city.
Vaguely, a phantom figure made of water vapor could be seen standing on the cloud; that phantom stood with his hands behind his back on the cloud, like an overbearing exiled immortal standing between heaven and earth. Upon closer inspection, it was precisely the figure of Old Master Ye.
In the city, where people were originally fighting each other, whether they were from various factions or the mutated parasites, they all involuntarily looked up at the sky.
The powerful and terrifying aura filled the members of various organizations with dread, while the parasites trembled uncontrollably, sensing a destructive aura sweeping towards them from all directions, overwhelming them.
“Is that a god?” someone asked, looking at the phantom figure on the cloud.
Someone recognized the figure and exclaimed, “Old Master Ye! It’s Old Master Ye making a move!”
“Oh my god! Old Master Ye is personally making a move!”
“Is just a projection this terrifying?”
“Normally, Old Master Ye wouldn’t easily make a move, has something happened to our city?”
“Just now, we did sense a terrifying aura coming from the direction of the city stadium!”
“But that shouldn’t warrant Old Master Ye personally making a move!”
At the stadium, the ponytail youth who had been beaten to critical health struggled to sit up, looking up at the sky.
Then he looked in Fang Xin's direction and muttered, “Damn, the Crown Prince is just different!”
On the cloud.
The phantom of Old Master Ye overlooked the entire city.
Meanwhile, the experimental subject, Fang Xin's father, had already approached Fang Xin.
With a sinister smile, he wished he could devour Fang Xin alive with his eyes.
Just as he raised his hand to grab Fang Xin.
The figure in the sky slowly raised a hand and pressed down on the entire city from afar.
Rumble!
A rumbling tremor came from the sky.
The whole world trembled.
The cloud mass that covered the entire city's sky churned and transformed into a gigantic seal.
On the seal, the characters for Shan He were written in a majestic, flowing script.
And on the back of the seal, nine dragons intertwined and coiled; as it was unleashed, the nine giant dragons seemed to come alive, slowly writhing on the seal that covered the entire city, emanating waves of dragon might, overwhelming everything.
The gigantic Shan He Seal pressed down on the entire city.
Members of the Sky Shield Bureau and various organizations that had come to suppress the anomaly felt a suffocating pain in their chests from the immense pressure.
And the mutated parasites all let out anxious and uneasy wails.
Especially the higher their realm, the stronger the pressure they felt.
The experimental subject, who was about to grab Fang Xin, looked terrified at the sight.
He let out a painful roar from his throat, spreading his arms; behind him, a gigantic phantom suddenly appeared out of thin air. The phantom's exact appearance was unclear; it raised its hand, and the blood, severed limbs, and broken arms from the corpses on the ground surged into the sky, forming a sphere nearly a hundred meters in diameter, which charged towards the Shan He Seal.
Almost instantly.
The phantom emanating terrifying fluctuations was directly shattered and torn apart by the suppression of the Shan He Seal, and the gigantic basketball of corpses also turned into debris.
In what was almost the blink of an eye.
That person directly knelt on the ground, unable to move.
And all the mutated parasites in the entire city exploded under the pressure of the Shan He Seal, none surviving.
Old Master Ye's ethereal voice came from the cloud phantom.
“Xiao Bo, take this experimental subject back to the Ninth Division!”
The Little Killing God, Tai Shi Bo, showed a rare expression of reverence, bowing to the gradually dissipating water vapor phantom, “Understood!”
The experimental subject, kneeling on the ground, laboriously looked up at Fang Xin.
Above his head, a palm-sized Shan He Seal floated.
“Let me go, if you let me go, I’ll tell you a huge secret! It concerns your father! It concerns this world!”
Fang Xin looked at the other party with a half-smile, “How about you tell me half first! Then I’ll decide whether to let you go based on the importance of the secret you reveal!”
That person said urgently.