Chapter 1280: Extreme Spiritual Artifact Human Skin Mask

Venerable Zhenyan remained silent, her face solemn.

Feeling her situation was dire and with little chance of survival, she sealed her memories to prevent any information about Taicang Great State from falling into the hands of the Heavenly Realm.

Because of this, she had no idea what happened afterward.

She had no recollection of how she managed to escape from a Five-Star Giant King and successfully return to Taicang Great State.

But she had her suspicions.

Furthermore, when the Five-Star Giant King ambushed them — three Incarnation Gods and one Bodhisattva — he ignored everyone else.

And only attacked her, she became even more certain of her suspicions.

It must have been something her father secretly left on her person that the Five-Star Giant King detected and deemed her the most threatening.

That's why he only attacked her.

Thinking of this, she scoffed coldly, "Then I really should thank him!"

"Great Wine Priest, please find someone else to catch Jiang Fan. I'm done with this."

If she were to return to Hunyuan State, it would be very difficult to leave again.

She immediately activated the teleportation array to return to Taicang Great State.

The Great Wine Priest tapped her toe, disrupting the teleportation. She took out the wine gourd she carried with her, shook it, and said:

"Your father sent me three jars of fine wine. I've received benefits, so I can't just do nothing."

"You should still go back, see your father, catch Jiang Fan, and claim your reward. How great is that!"

As she spoke, she placed a hand on Venerable Zhenyan's shoulder and instantly teleported her to the island heading to Hunyuan State.

Venerable Zhenyan's power was sealed, making resistance difficult.

She struggled and urgently said, "Great Wine Priest, if you force me like this, I won't help you catch Jiang Fan."

The Great Wine Priest said indifferently, "A gentleman's revenge is never too late, even after ten years."

"Once the Ancient Giant War begins, I won't be confined to Great Wilderness State and can go wherever I please."

"At that time, I'll go find that fellow myself, and we'll have another drinking contest. I'll drink him to death!"

"So, you can return to Hunyuan State with peace of mind!"

With a casual toss, she threw Venerable Zhenyan into the teleportation array and activated it.

Venerable Zhenyan was instantly enveloped by spatial energy and said angrily:

"You damn drunkard!"

"I curse you to never have wine again..."

In a frenzy, Venerable Zhenyan was teleported away.

A vein throbbed on the Great Wine Priest's forehead. "You rotten girl, to utter such a venomous curse!"

"I also curse you with continuous pregnancies and eighteen babies in one birth!"

"Hmph!"

After a long period of annoyance, she finally calmed down.

Gazing at the wine gourd in her hand, she sighed softly:

"I actually wish I wasn't so greedy for wine."

"But not every Great Wine Priest can reach that level, like that old geezer from Taicang Great State."

Hunyuan State.

An incredibly bustling and enormous market.

In a certain alley.

Jiang Fan leaned against a wall, vomiting repeatedly.

Normally, riding a state-level teleportation array was already prone to causing discomfort.

This time, what's more, he had used a life-saving lotus in a spatial tunnel to cross half the distance of Taicang Great State.

He couldn't hold it in this time either and vomited for quite a while.

"This is killing me," Jiang Fan muttered, wiping the bile from the corner of his mouth. He took a few deep breaths before feeling slightly better.

The fresh spiritual energy, the bustling sounds, the vibrant colors, and other sensory perceptions only now began to register in his mind.

"I finally managed to escape back to the Great State."

He forced a smile and looked at the Void Fishing Rod in his hand.

Just as he had suspected, there was a method to random teleportation.

Sure enough, it had teleported him to where the Void Fishing Rod's hook was.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but wonder what the Void Fishing Rod had caught, having been cast so far.

He looked closer.

Jiang Fan was startled, nearly shaking off what was on it.

Because it was a human face!

Could it be that he had ripped off someone's skin with a single hook?

Fortunately, after a closer look, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The face had no bloodstains, and its mouth and nose were four holes.

"So it's a humanoid mask," Jiang Fan murmured. He took off the mask, and a cool sensation washed over him upon touching it.

Waves of powerful spiritual pressure also emanated from it.

"A top-grade spiritual artifact?"

Jiang Fan was quite surprised that it was actually a top-grade spiritual artifact.

This type of artifact was something even Venerables might not possess.

And it was an incredibly unusual humanoid mask!

If he wore it, even a Venerable might not be able to discern his true identity, right?

He had just cast his hook casually and, incredibly, caught a top-grade spiritual artifact!

This was, so far, the Void Fishing Rod's greatest catch.

"Haha, three years without a sale, then one sale nets me three years' worth of profits!"

Jiang Fan's face lit up with joy, and he couldn't help but laugh.

He hadn't used the Void Fishing Rod to fish for spiritual treasures of heaven and earth in a long time.

He didn't expect that the rare time he used it, it would yield such an abundant catch!

He put on the humanoid mask to try it out, and his true appearance was replaced by that of a pale-skinned, beardless middle-aged scholar.

The mask not only changed his appearance, but his physique also underwent corresponding changes.

Even his eyes, under the mask's influence, became calm and steady.

Jiang Fan took out a mirror and looked at himself. He almost didn't recognize himself.

"This is truly a good treasure," Jiang Fan said, taking off the mask and admiring it.

"However, how could such a precious humanoid mask appear in a small alley like this?"

"Could it be that someone was secretly doing something bad here, and the Void Fishing Rod fished away their mask?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan quickly put the mask and the Void Fishing Rod into his spatial storage device, then patted his mouth.

"What do you mean 'someone else's'?"

"This is a wild mask I caught with my own skill!"

Afterward, Jiang Fan looked at the Bronze Hellish Desolate Beast artifact in his hand.

At this moment, its inscriptions had long since faded and dimmed, returning to their normal state.

"He hadn't expected that his first encounter with the Asura Prince would be saved by this Bronze Hellish Desolate Beast."

"However, does it really possess such great deterrent power?"

Doubt arose in Jiang Fan's mind:

"According to Hongxiu, the Bronze Hellish Desolate Beast artifact could summon a clone of a Hell Realm Lord."

"The clone's strength should be considered at the Asura Emperor level."

"The Asura Saint Son's strength at this time was also at the Asura Emperor level."

"So why would he be so afraid?"

Or rather, did he fear something else entirely?

Thinking of this, he took out the Spirit Crystal and stared suspiciously at Hua Xin, who was lounging lazily inside it.

He couldn't help but recall an ancient scene stored in Hua Xin's memories.

She stood at the top of an endless staircase, facing nine nine-winged angels alone.

Considering today's events, Jiang Fan suspected that what the Asura Saint Son feared was not the bronze artifact.

But Hua Xin herself.

"Sister Hua Xin, can I discuss something with you?"

Jiang Fan smiled and took out a radish filled with Yin energy.

Hua Xin was too lazy to even open her eyes. She had a book covering her face, waved her hand, and said:

"No, don't ask. I don't want to talk about it."

This attitude was beyond arrogant!

A vein throbbed on Jiang Fan's forehead. "You damn ghost girl!"

"Jiao Huangyin, Xuan Xing, make her understand why flowers are red?"

Hua Xin scrambled up in a flash, ran to the Spirit Crystal, pounded on the crystal wall, and furiously said:

"You brat! Is this how you treat your savior?"

Jiang Fan put away the Yin energy vegetables. "Who told you to refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit?"

"Let me ask you, are you enemies with that Asura Saint Son?"

Hua Xin had immediately activated the bronze artifact without a second thought, showing no regard for him being of the same race.

Clearly, she definitely didn't like the Asura Saint Son.

Hua Xin scoffed, "Is he even worthy of being my enemy?"

"Although I've forgotten, I instinctively dislike their bloodthirsty Asura lineage."

Jiang Fan nodded slightly. "Then I can rest assured."

Hua Xin pouted, "You can rest assured. I would never conspire with the Asura Saint Son."

Jiang Fan, however, said, "You've misunderstood."

"What I meant was, if we ever encounter the Asura Saint Son again, I'll just throw you out to distract him."

"That's great, I've gained another trump card."