"Is there any hope?"
Some of the Fire Spirit clansmen muttered to themselves as they stared at the tottering cauldron that seemed to be unable to withstand the Godslaying Insects' attacks.
A sliver of hope appeared in many of the Fire Spirit clansmen's hearts as well. They stared at the cauldron that was trembling more and more as intense anticipation filled their eyes.
"There should be hope. An ancestor of our Fire Spirit clansmen obtained the three Godslaying Insects by chance," said Yang Yun. He continued with a deep voice, "Moreover, the three Godslaying Insects are a family of three. However, they suffered a terrifying injury in the past, which is why they've always been in a deep slumber. That's why they've become taboo to our Fire Spirit clansmen!"
"Now, ancestor Xing Yun has used a portion of his power as the price to awaken them. They'll definitely be able to kill Xiao Fan once they've awakened. They'll devour Xiao Fan until there's nothing left of him. Not even his corpse will be left!"
The first princess of the Fire Spirit clansmen, the three protectors, and the others all wanted to speak up and agree with Yang Yun.
However …
Boom!
Xiao Fan's three black flaming hands suddenly merged into one and formed a black flaming hand that almost covered the entire sky. Then, this black flaming hand pressed down heavily with an invincible aura that could crush everything. In an instant, the three white bugs were suppressed under the palm, unable to move.
Yang Yun, the first princess of the Fire Spirit clansmen, the three protectors, and the others all came to a halt when they saw that. Their faces froze as fear reappeared. None of them could say anything.
"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"
The three white insects constantly roared furiously under the hand of black flames. They struggled desperately, wanting to break out of the cauldron and devour Xiao Fan.
However, the three hands of black flames were like a mountain. They did not move at all. No matter how they struggled, it was useless in the end. They could only remain firmly suppressed.
Afterwards, even more black flames suddenly descended from the sky like a black storm. They began to incinerate the three white insects, refining them bit by bit.
This time, no one from the Fire Spirit clansmen said anything as they stared at the three white insects that had been suppressed by the cauldron and were about to be refined.
Moreover, all the members of the Fire Spirit Clan had fallen into eternal despair at this moment. They no longer had any hope in their hearts.
They had been filled with anticipation and hope time and time again, but in the end, it was all disappointment and despair that made them want to collapse.
Furthermore, the Fire Spirit Race had already used up all of their trump cards. All of their trump cards were destined to be suppressed by Xiao Fan. True despair had arrived from then on.
"Plop!" "Plop!" "Plop!"
Suddenly, it was like a domino effect had been triggered. The two million Fire Spirit clansmen all knelt on the ground, their knees making deep thuds as they struck the ground.
Then, they lowered their heads deeply and wept endlessly. Two million weeping voices joined together, and the feeling of sorrow made the world want to cry uncontrollably.
"Boom!"
As if it was responding to the cries of the Fire Spirit clansmen, the black flames in the cauldron swelled once more. They filled every inch of space within the cauldron, while Xing Yun and the three white insects constantly hovered in the flames. Their bodies gradually became transparent.
Xing Yun could no longer let out a miserable howl. The ferocious expression on his face finally disappeared. It was replaced by intense fear.
Xing Yun had lived for two thousand years, but he had never known what fear was. Now, he had finally experienced it personally. He could not help but tremble as he sensed an emotion that he had never felt before. He felt like he was suffocating.
The three white worms no longer roared and struggled, nor did they show their ferocious faces. Instead, they let out low cries like chicks, and their voices were filled with fear.
They were not true Godslaying Insects, but they possessed a certain amount of the Godslaying Insect's bloodline. They possessed many of the Godslaying Insect's characteristics and abilities, so they were also extremely terrifying. Wherever they went, nothing would grow. Humans and animals would avoid them.
It had always been others who feared them. They had never known how to fear others.
Now, when faced with Xiao Fan, they could only turn from a superior and ferocious predator to an object that was being hunted and trembled in fear.
"Boom!"
The black flames had already reached their limit. Xing Yun's body had finally become transparent within the flames. All that was left of him was a pool of red liquid that hovered in the flames.
This was Xing Yun's life essence. It represented everything about him. At the same time, it was the core of his puppet.
At the same time, the three white worms were also burned to a transparent state. They turned into a pool of white liquid and floated in the flames.
This was the life essence of the three white insects. It also represented everything about them. Xiao Fan would use it to reforge the flesh and body of his puppet.
Xing Yun would fuse with the three white insects and become a puppet that could grow on its own in the lower plane.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Xiao Fan's large hands continued to flip, and the black flames continued to explode. Amidst the explosions, the red liquid that represented the life essence of Xing Yun and the white liquid that represented the life essence of the three white insects began to merge. After a short while, they merged perfectly into one and became a new ball of transparent liquid.
Afterwards, the new ball of transparent liquid constantly condensed and expanded. Under the terrified gazes of the countless Fire Spirits, a new body of Xing Yun slowly took shape in the air.
As for the tendons, bones, and blood that Xing Yun had extracted from his body, they were refined in the black flames. As they refined, Xiao Fan tossed many things in as well.
Among them were almost all the treasures that Xiao Fan had collected in various places in the Greencloud Lower Plane. For example, the divine weapons of the Guanghan Sacred Ground, the Tanlang Sacred Ground, the Qin Sect, the divine weapon of the Azure Cloud Sect, the divine weapon of the Myriad Sword Sect, the Sovereign King's Sword, and even the remaining three divine weapons of the Fire Spirit Tribe were all grabbed by Xiao Fan and tossed into the black flames.
Xiao Fan only had the Heavenly Sparrow Longevity Stone, the Great Luo Dragonfruit, and the Nether Death Snake left. The rest were all thrown into the black flames.
These hundreds and thousands of treasures were refined in the black flames together with Xing Yun's tendons, bones, and blood. The impurities were removed and the essences were extracted. Finally, they fused together to form new tendons, bones, and blood.
Then, Xiao Fan added the refined tendons, bones, and blood back into Xing Yun's body, making him even more extraordinary!
Time passed by little by little!
After a full two hours, the puppet finally took shape.
It was still Xing Yun's appearance and build. At first glance, other than his somewhat dull eyes, there was almost no difference between him and Xing Yun. His red hair fluttered wantonly, and he was in high spirits, as if he was insufferably arrogant.
However, in terms of strength, the former Xing Yun would have been killed by this puppet with a raise of its hand. They were not on the same level at all.
"Nice little toy!" The Final Magic Sword in Xiao Fan's body spoke at this time. It stared at the puppet, touched its chin, and commented.
"I think it's okay too!" Xiao Fan nodded and said with a smile.
"But among all the puppets that you've made, this one is the worst!" The Final Magic Sword curled its lips and said.
Xiao Fan spread his hands and said helplessly, "That can't be helped. There are very few materials in the lower province. It's already good that I can make it like this!"
The Final Magic Sword poured cold water on him and said, "But if it's the Celestial Thearch, it won't be a problem for the toy to be twice as strong with the same materials!"
Although Xiao Fan's expression didn't change, he didn't say anything. He directly pulled out the Final Magic Sword from his body, and then clenched it into a ball in his hand very roughly. Then, he kicked the Final Magic Sword into the sky and disappeared into the distance, leaving behind a series of screams from the Final Magic Sword in the air.
Clapping his hands, Xiao Fan turned his gaze in the direction of Xing Yun's consciousness, which had been separated in advance, because Xiao Fan didn't forget his previous words. He wanted Xing Yun to die 88,880,000 times.
At this time, Xing Yun, or rather, Xing Yun's consciousness, was constantly trembling violently in the air. He was completely frightened by Xiao Fan's ability to create clouds and rain with a flip of his hand.
"Please!" Xing Yun's consciousness finally lowered its arrogant head. He opened his mouth and said with great difficulty, hoping that Xiao Fan would let him go.
However, in response to Xing Yun's pleading, Xiao Fan only pointed his finger. A black light suddenly shot out from Xiao Fan's fingertip, and then it suddenly sank into Xing Yun's consciousness!
All of a sudden!
Xing Yun's consciousness dissipated with a loud bang. Countless specks of light filled the sky from the shattered city. Then, the countless specks of light gathered again and formed Xing Yun's consciousness.
Then, there was another 'boom'. Xing Yun's consciousness dissipated again, and once again turned into light spots that filled the sky. Then, it continued to gather again to form Xing Yun's consciousness.
Just like that, Xing Yun's consciousness continued to experience the terrifying feeling of going from life to death and from death to life again. This feeling of terror would only end after experiencing it for a total of 888,880,000 times.
Xiao Fan was a man of his word. If he wanted Xing Yun to die 888,880,000 times, he would make sure that Xing Yun would die 888,880,000 times. Not one more, not one less! Not even one less!
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