Chapter 448: Fisherman Gains the Advantage

Do these two powerful beings have any hidden moves left? He couldn't be sure. Jiang Fan intended to remain hidden until they had fought to the death, then reappear to clean up the mess. That seemed the safest approach.

Unfortunately, his Turtle Breath Cloak was accidentally broken.

Hearing this, Xuan Jia and Fan Xingkong's pupils contracted sharply! They had been fighting tooth and nail, yet a third party had been watching all along! The thought sent shivers down the spines of both the human and the demon.

Xuan Jia's eyes darted, and he said, "Fan Xingkong, do you believe me now? The 'True Spirit Art of Brahma' has been seized by this person! Let's join forces and eliminate him!"

Fan Xingkong, however, also shifted his gaze and sternly retorted, "You divisive turtle demon! This person is a member of our human race. How could I collude with a demon like you to attack our own kind?"

After saying this, he quickly bowed to Jiang Fan and said, "Fellow Daoist, please eliminate this turtle demon at once. It carries the essence blood of a Demon Emperor; if it recovers, we'll be in trouble."

Jiang Fan chuckled. Both the human and the demon were cunning!

The turtle demon, realizing Jiang Fan was human, feared Jiang Fan would side with Fan Xingkong. Therefore, it hastily tried to ally with Fan Xingkong. Fan Xingkong, on the other hand, wanted to use Jiang Fan to quickly kill the turtle demon, so he first declared his human stance to stabilize Jiang Fan. Once one of them recovered, they would turn on Jiang Fan. Jiang Fan saw through both their schemes as clear as day.

He smiled faintly, "Fan Xingkong, if you want my help, show some sincerity first. This turtle demon must have another trump card, and it won't be easy to deal with."

Fan Xingkong's eyes glinted, and he said, "That's easy!" Suppressing the pain throughout his body, he pulled out five-colored formation flags from his robe and said, "Use this formation to trap and kill the turtle demon. It's severely wounded; these flags will be more than enough!"

Jiang Fan's eyes lit up. With a flick of his wrist, he drew the five-colored formation flags towards him. However, he didn't touch them directly; instead, he used his sleeve to roll them up, only putting them away after ensuring there was no poison or similar dangers.

He turned to face the turtle demon. His voice was filled with murderous intent: "My apologies, but humans and demons walk different paths. I cannot let you live."

The turtle demon's eyelids twitched violently, and it said, "Wait! If you kill Fan Xingkong first, I will... I will give you this drop of essence blood."

It spat out a piece of amber. Inside was an incredibly alluring drop of essence blood.

Jiang Fan's gaze burned with intensity: "Is this the essence blood of a Soul Transformation Realm expert?"

Xuan Jia hesitated, not daring to lie, and said, "Yes, but... it has lost its power after so many years."

Just as Jiang Fan felt greatly disappointed, Xuan Jia added, "However, it can sense the essence blood of other Soul Transformation Realm experts. If you encounter any one day, it will react."

Jiang Fan nodded slightly. He quickly composed himself. How could the essence blood of a Soul Transformation Realm expert be obtained so easily? If it truly were, he would instead suspect the essence blood itself had a problem. Having a withered drop of Soul Transformation Realm essence blood could at least add a glimmer of hope for finding true essence blood in the future.

He immediately drew it over to him from a distance. With the five-colored formation flags in his left hand and the amber in his right, he revealed a look of difficulty: "This is troublesome. Fan Xingkong gave me five-colored formation flags to kill the turtle demon. The turtle demon gave me essence blood to kill Fan Xingkong. Should I fulfill my promises? If I fulfill them, I would have to kill both of you. If I don't, it would go against my principle of keeping my word."

After a moment of thought, he sighed, looked at Fan Xingkong and the turtle demon, and said with an apologetic expression: "My apologies, both of you. To avoid violating my principles, I'll have to ask both of you to make a sacrifice."

"What?" Fan Xingkong was so enraged he spat blood and cursed: "You shameless rogue! You clearly want to have your cake and eat it too, yet you posture yourself as someone who keeps their word!"

The turtle demon was also so furious it began to swear. "Bah! You make shamelessness sound so fresh and refined!"

Jiang Fan smiled. He said, "I hope you two can understand. I will certainly burn more incense for you in the future!"

His words were still hanging in the air. He had already decisively made his move. With a lift of his left hand, the five-colored formation flags instantly trapped Xuan Jia. The illusion flag disoriented it. The defense flag prevented its escape. The attack flag unleashed terrifying flames. The confinement flag made it difficult to move. The spirit-absorbing flag automatically drew in spiritual energy from heaven and earth, increasing the formation's power.

In an instant, Xuan Jia let out a blood-curdling scream. Under normal circumstances, this set of flags would never be able to trap a sixth-level Core Formation beast king. But it was severely wounded. Its massive body crashed against the flags with all its might, but couldn't break through. The terrifying flames quickly engulfed its entire body, emitting a smell of burnt flesh.

"You brat! You think mere formation flags can destroy me?" Xuan Jia was furious and alarmed. It no longer dared to hold back and immediately unleashed its trump card! Its head and limbs simultaneously retracted into its shell. The shell, covered in terrifying backward-pointing thorns, immediately began to spin at high speed. As it violently crashed against the formation flags, with a creaking sound, the defense flag immediately emitted an unbearable noise, as if it were about to break.

Severely wounded, yet it still had such attack power? What would it be like at full strength?

Xuan Jia roared, "You brat! Your human attacks are useless against me! When I get out, you'll be the first I kill!" Its rapidly rotating shell could deflect all attacks.

Jiang Fan said nonchalantly, "Talk when you're still alive!"

Bang— He conjured a wooden box from thin air and took out a white jade zither from it. He immediately placed his hands on the zither and unleashed the second layer of the 'Tiger Roar Dragon Cry Art'! "Dragon's Roar!"

In an instant, a sharp and urgent note suddenly erupted. It was like a hundred-zhang wave suddenly erupting on a calm, windless sea under a blue sky. A ferocious giant dragon suddenly burst out of the ocean, letting out a roar at close range without warning. The roar shattered eardrums and made one's blood boil!

The rapidly spinning turtle demon was no exception. Its shell could withstand most attacks, but it couldn't block the all-pervading sound waves. Its flesh, retracted within the shell, was instantly blasted out through the shell's cracks.

"Aooo!" Xuan Jia let out a cry of pain: "Stop! Stop it!!!"

Not only did Jiang Fan not stop, but he played even more rapidly. Inside the shell, a rapid, muffled sound of exploding flesh could be heard.

Xuan Jia could no longer bear it. Its spinning shell stopped. The sky-high formation flames once again engulfed it, causing it to scream continuously. From its mouth came a venomous roar: "You brat, if I die, you won't have an easy time either!" With a sudden intake, the dark red essence blood, transformed from the Demon Emperor's blood around its body, was immediately sucked into its mouth.

Jiang Fan's eyelids twitched. He knew without thinking that this dying attack would be incredibly powerful. He decisively threw the white jade zither aside and with a backhand motion, took out his last cloud-exploding iron pellet. While Xuan Jia was inhaling fiercely, he threw it beside its mouth.

Xuan Jia's eyes bulged, realizing something was wrong, and tried to close its mouth. But the suction force was too great, and the cloud-exploding iron pellet was still swallowed. It revealed a look of panic, roaring, "You... what did you throw in?"

Jiang Fan said nothing more. With a thought, the cloud-exploding iron pellet exploded on the spot! Boom— A small mushroom cloud rose from the spot. Inside the formation flags, there was no longer any movement. Only a large, empty turtle shell remained. Xuan Jia's body was blasted into oblivion!

Fan Xingkong felt a chill run down his spine as he watched. Xuan Jia... just like that... died?

Taking advantage of his slightly recovered injuries, he quickly stomped his foot and fled towards the cave entrance.

Clang— But just as he moved, an incomparably sharp sound wave struck from behind him, sending him flying violently into the wall.

*Pfft*— Already heavily wounded, Fan Xingkong once again spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He quickly got up, cupped his hands, and said, "Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist! Please wait! There's no enmity between us, why must you push so hard?"

Jiang Fan said indifferently, "I don't want news of me obtaining the treasures here to spread. So, I'll have to ask you to die."

Fan Xingkong quickly waved his hand, "No, no, I don't know your true appearance, Fellow Daoist. Even if I spread the word, what good would it do?"

Jiang Fan smiled. He said, with a half-smile that wasn't quite a smile, "Elder Fan, you're truly good at pretending. I don't believe you haven't figured out who I am!"