Chapter 1071: Giant King Chases On

Someone? But where could anyone be in these surroundings?

Suddenly! As he swept his gaze around, his vision was blocked in one corner, clearly indicating someone was hidden there!

Someone else had arrived here without a sound? Moreover, this person had managed to enlist the Lord of Jiangshan Yipin Tower, who was now risking death to act. Their background must be formidable.

Faster than words could tell, while summoning yin corpses for protection, he decisively pulled out an item and shouted: “Seniors!”

The two Great Yin Sect experts, both Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivators, were livid. Attacking the Great Yin Sect Master right before their eyes? Was this a death wish? They were already prepared to break their restraints and strike!

But just as the Great Yin Sect Master took out the item and was about to activate it, Jiang Fan decisively attacked! He gripped the beast horn, pressed it to his lips, and coldly shouted: “Soul Restraint Lock!”

Amplified by the beast horn, his Five-Aperture Nascent Soul's spiritual power rapidly surged to the equivalent of a Nine-Aperture Nascent Soul's spiritual power. The Great Yin Sect Master's soul was instantly and firmly bound, rendering him immobile!

Jiang Fan decisively left the flag, casting Shadow in the Clouds, and rushed towards the Great Yin Sect Master. The two Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivators also realized Jiang Fan's target. Their expressions changed drastically. If the item fell into someone else's hands, they would completely lose the ability to break their restraints and would be at the mercy of others!

“You dare, young one!” The two Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivators charged simultaneously. Jiang Fan had no time to spare; his eyes were fixed solely on the item. If he were blocked, they would truly die here!

One of the Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivators, surprisingly, had cultivated their physique, leaping forward with a speed no less than Shadow in the Clouds. He caught up to Jiang Fan in mid-air. His bound hands, clenched into a fist, fiercely slammed towards Jiang Fan's back.

Just as the blow was about to land, a strange cackle came from behind him. The next moment, spatial fluctuations shimmered. It was Daoist Liudao, making a move from behind.

With a flick of the flag in his hand, he enveloped the Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivator: “Your opponent is right here!” As he activated the flag in his palm, it emitted plumes of black smoke. The Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivator's body appeared to be corroding, skin festering, and large amounts of blood gushing out. He let out a pained roar of shock and fury: “Demon Smoke Soul-Annihilating Flag!” “You are Daoist Liudao!”

Daoist Liudao chuckled: “Glad you remember me. Now, get down here!” He pulled hard, dragging him away from behind Jiang Fan.

The other Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivator roared repeatedly upon seeing this, but he had no time to spare for him. Intercepting Jiang Fan was the immediate priority! He bit through the tip of his tongue, and blood gushed out, forming a ball in his mouth. Then, he forcefully spat it out!

Their limbs were merely bound, and their Nascent Soul power suppressed. But the physical body of an Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivator was undeniably formidable. Given such a forceful expulsion, the power contained within the blood was unimaginable.

Jiang Fan immediately felt a warning signal from behind. He only had time to take out the Bodhisattva Kasaya and drape it over himself before flashing to the Great Yin Sect Master's front. Under the raging gaze of the Sect Master's soul, he snatched the control artifact. And the mouthful of blood arrived as expected. Even with the Bodhisattva Kasaya protecting him, the blow made Jiang Fan stumble, leaving a burning pain in his back. It must be said, the Bodhisattva Kasaya's defense was exceptionally astonishing. Had it been the Heaven-Monitoring Treasure Mirror, he would have been severely injured right now. But taking the hit was worth it. The control artifact was in his hands!

He looked up at the Great Yin Sect Master before him, his gaze turning icy. During the Fire Worship Cult's struggle for the Netherworld Ghost Flame, this person had dealt him a vicious palm strike. Had it not been for the Heaven-Monitoring Treasure Mirror dispelling seventy percent of the force, he would have perished there. Now that such a rare opportunity to kill him presented itself, how could he miss it? Besides, with lightning circling his body now, no one would recognize him! Thinking of this,

He decisively pulled out the Purple Sword and slashed towards his neck! The two Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivators were too late to intervene!

However, at this critical moment, a boom echoed. Five black afterimages flew back at an incredibly fast speed. They were precisely the five yin corpses of Daoist Gu Liu from earlier! They had encountered an unfathomable and immense power. As they flew backward, their bodies disintegrated into sand, scattering completely. The air was instantly filled with dense yin energy, and a terrifying, rampant aura.

“Run!” “Ah! Let go of me—!” Crunch! The scream abruptly ceased. Everyone in the palace collectively widened their eyes. The Lord of Jiangshan Yipin Tower's eyes showed horror: “Was that… Senior Gu Liu's voice just now? What happened to her?”

The Great Yin Sect Master also felt his blood run cold. Something that could kill Daoist Gu Liu and still make them tell others to run... it could only be a Nine-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivator, or perhaps an even more terrifying existence, right?

Jiang Fan's pupils constricted. His heart pounded wildly. Daoist Liudao also exchanged a horrified glance with Jiang Fan. Their gazes met, and they both saw the answer in each other's minds: The Giant King!

How could Jiang Fan still care about the Great Yin Sect Master? The Purple Sword, which was aimed at his neck, now shifted to sever the chains on Biluo's shoulders, allowing her to regain her demonic power. Then he lifted Huangquan onto his shoulder. Daoist Liudao, trembling, also discarded the Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivator, quickly unfurled the Demon Smoke Soul-Annihilating Flag, and hid them all within it for protection. The Lord of Jiangshan Yipin Tower also looked solemn. He decisively affixed a high-grade invisibility talisman to himself, discreetly concealing his presence. The Great Yin Sect Master was sweating profusely but remained motionless. Because Jiang Fan had not yet released his Soul Restraint Lock. This made him so anxious he cursed: “You damn well better release me quickly!” His situation at this moment was like a fierce tiger approaching, while he, a mere mortal, was tied to a tree, perfectly arranged and positioned for the tiger to eat.

Jiang Fan pondered for a moment. He withdrew the Soul Restraint Lock, then activated the control item, freeing the two Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivators. The three of them were now free.

The Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivator closest to the exit shot out towards the outside without a second thought. However, before he could step out of the hall, a crimson tongue pierced his neck with lightning speed. He painfully extended his hands, unleashing an Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul strike. Yin energy, surging like raging flames, traveled along the tongue towards its owner. At the same time, he slapped the corpse bag at his waist. Several Seven-Aperture Nascent Soul yin corpses appeared, rushing collectively towards the outside of the hall. Such an attack would instantly kill any single Seven-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivator. Even Jiang Fan would only be able to flee; he wouldn't possess any strength to resist. This was the attack of an Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivator.

However, the next instant, the five Seven-Aperture Nascent Soul yin corpses flew back, still shattered into sand by that immeasurably powerful force. The surging yin energy that had swept forth condensed into a palm-sized blade, solidified to its extreme. It rolled back with incredible speed. Pfft! The struggling Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivator was split in two. The long tongue coiled around him and pulled him out.

The Great Yin Sect Master and the other Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivator, who were also preparing to rush out, stood rigidly in place. They stared unblinkingly out of the main hall.

Thump-thump! Thump-thump-thump! Heavy footsteps shook the ground faintly. The lava in the fire pool churned like boiling water. A twenty-zhang-tall giant slowly walked in. His massive body cast a dark shadow, enveloping the Great Yin Sect Master and the Eight-Aperture Nascent Soul expert. Both men stiffened, not daring to move. The Great Yin Sect Master's legs were trembling. An ancient giant. And an ancient giant with a star on its forehead. Stars are only born on Giant Kings!