This one hundred and twenty-eight years old mutant had been labeled as a young mutant by the system.
Now, in Yang Fan's eyes, it had become a fat piece of meat. If he did not take the opportunity to swallow it, Yang Fan would be so depressed that he would not be able to sleep at night.
Being unable to sleep was definitely the most painful and torturous thing in the world for someone who had a history of moderate depression.
Therefore, he had to swallow this fat piece of meat in order to have a good night's sleep!
Yang Fan silently lurked about five hundred meters away from the young mutant. His divine sense penetrated through the stalk of grass that he was attached to, constantly watching the young mutant's every move.
"This mutant is the same as me. It's a high-level Martial Ancestor, and at the same time, it's also a high-level Spirit Reader. Its overall strength seems to be slightly stronger than mine."
"More importantly, it's bloodline talent. One is born with divine strength and a strong physical body, while the other is multiplied mental strength. This makes its mental strength much stronger than other experts of the same level."
"This guy seems to be flawless! At least among those of the same level, it's almost invincible. "
"Therefore, if I want to kill it, I have to kill it in one hit. Once I get into a fight, I won't know if it has any reinforcements. It will be very disadvantageous for me."
Yang Fan was constantly calculating the difference in strength between the two sides.
At the same time, he was incomparably amazed by the physique and cultivation strength of the mutant.
This was not the first time Yang Fan had encountered a mutant. In fact, including the few in the game, at least ten mutants had died at Yang Fan's hands.
The common characteristic of these ten mutants was that almost all of them had a double increase in their mental strength and blood qi. Moreover, their cultivation strength was extremely strong, and there was no obvious shortcoming in their cultivation.
Therefore, this made it extremely difficult for these mutants to deal with cultivators of the same level. It was not impossible for them to fight one against two, or even one against three or four.
Thinking back to the battle between Tian Buqi, Qi Bing, and Ye Hanshuang, the three Emperor-level experts, and the Mutant Mo Ming, half an hour before the opening of the Spirit Source, it seemed to be the same.
Mo Ming's cultivation was obviously not as strong as Qi Bing and Ye Hanshuang. However, in a real life and death battle, the tenacity and attacking power he displayed were not inferior to the two of them.
In the situation of one to three, they persisted for nearly ten minutes before they were defeated. Furthermore, even if it was defeated, it still managed to severely injure the three Emperor-level cultivators surrounding it during its final self-destruction.
That old man Tian Buqi had almost met the King of Hell. From this, it could be seen how strong the individual soldiers of the Nonhuman Tribe were.
"It would be great if I could bring Zhong Ling with me. That way, I could borrow her strength when I'm in a hurry. The effect wouldn't be inferior to that Spirit Multiplier Bloodline Talent."
Yang Fan sighed softly, his eyes filled with jealousy.
Bloodline Talents such as Innate Divine Strength and Spirit Multiplier Bloodline Talent seemed simple and straightforward, but they were extremely powerful. It was truly enviable.
"These damned mutants, they're already so powerful when they're still in their infancy. Then, what level of cultivation would their youths, adults, and even adults be at?"
Although he did not want to admit it, Yang Fan had to face this problem head-on.
The Nonhuman Tribe seemed to be a life form that was more powerful than the Human Tribe and the Demon Tribe on the Origin Planet.
It was no wonder that the Federation government was so wary of them and placed the Nonhuman Tribe in a position that was more threatening than the Demon Tribe.
Furthermore, the Demon Tribe's attitude towards the Nonhuman Tribe seemed to be extremely unfriendly. Yang Fan had heard from Ying Siyuan that the Demon Tribe's Emperor had issued a kill order for the Nonhuman Tribe.
It was obvious that both the Human Tribe's upper echelons and the Demon Tribe's Emperor were extremely wary of the Nonhuman Tribe. They might have already known about the Nonhuman Tribe's background.
Swish! Swish!
Swish! Seeing that the young Nonhuman Tribe had finished dissecting the Beast King's corpse, the little monkey waved its hand and sheathed its dagger. It stood up and stretched lazily on the corpse of the Beast King. It muttered a few words in a strange language.
It did not sound like a random roar, nor did it sound like the Federation's common language on the Origin Planet. It was gibberish and could not be understood at all.
"Now's the time!"
Yang Fan's eyes narrowed as he cast the Immobilization Technique. At the same time, the strengthened version of King's Aura was instantly activated, enveloping the young Nonhuman Tribe.
"You have cast the Immobilization Technique on the Level-9 Telekinesis Master Arshan (Nonhuman Tribe). Immobilization successful! The Level-9 Telekinesis Master Arshan (Nonhuman Tribe) has been forcibly immobilized for one second. Mental Power + 1, Skill Proficiency + 2.
"You have cast King's Aura on the Level-9 Telekinesis Master Arshan (Nonhuman Tribe). It has been a fatal deterrent to the Level-9 Telekinesis Master Arshan (Nonhuman Tribe). Arshan's soul has been immobilized and his body has entered a state of rigidity. Mental Power + 2, King's Aura strength + 1.
Unexpectedly, it went smoothly!
The Immobilization Technique and King's Aura actually worked on the young Nonhuman Tribe at the same time. Arshan's body and soul were both immobilized.
Yang Fan did not hesitate at all. His rune weapon, Tiangang Stab, struck out like lightning. Just like when he had hunted down those King's Realm demons, the flying dagger circled the young Nonhuman Tribe's neck once before returning to Yang Fan's side in a flash of light.
"How could this be?!"
"Who the hell are you? Why did you sneak attack me?!"
The young Nonhuman Tribe did not move, but his head suddenly separated from his neck and turned back 180 degrees. He looked straight at Yang Fan, who had appeared from the stalk of grass, and transmitted a message to Yang Fan.
The voice was clear and sharp. It was a child's voice.
Yang Fan was shocked by Arshan's sudden action. He did not expect that this damned monkey could still speak after his head had been separated from his neck.
It was as if the Nonhuman Tribe's Immobilization Technique and King's Aura that Yang Fan had just used had completely lost its effect on the Nonhuman Tribe's head.
"Is this the final radiance of the setting sun, or is it haunted?!"
Yang Fan did not answer the little monkey's question. He stared at the little ghost's head and saw that the wound on its neck was bleeding profusely. It had also lost 99% of its life force in an instant.
Yang Fan's heart calmed down. He was just holding on to his last breath, wanting to die in peace.
Even a King's Realm expert would not be able to survive such a fatal injury, let alone a monkey that was below the King's Realm.
Under Yang Fan's gaze, the young Nonhuman Tribe's eyes dimmed in an extremely short amount of time. The last bit of life force and soul energy in his sea of consciousness was also exhausted in an instant.
Whoosh!
The Nonhuman Tribe's head fell and rolled about a meter away from the Beast King's body before coming to a stop.
"You have successfully killed the Level 9 Telekinesis Master Arshan (Nonhuman). Your experience against enemies has greatly increased. Your vitality has greatly increased. Vitality + 100000. Spirit + 100."
The system notification came as expected. This time, the Nonhuman Tribe was completely dead.
"From the sound of it, it really is a child. But a 128-year old child, dying is not a loss. Who told you to be a nonhuman?"
Yang Fan didn't feel guilty or uneasy at all.
In his eyes, the Nonhumans were a race that deserved to be killed more than the Shifters. If he killed one now, countless humans would be spared from the slaughter in the future.
He was doing a good deed!
Looking away from the Nonhuman Tribe's head, Yang Fan did not hesitate. He waved his hand and the short knife on Arshan's back fell into his hand.
With a whoosh, the short knife was unsheathed. It shone with a cold light, reflecting a chill.
"It really is a good knife. It's perfect for cutting vegetables!"
Yang Fan casually played with it for a while and felt that it was very handy. If he were to cook in the future, he would finally have a handy tool in his hands.
He extended his Spirit and instantly entered the core of the short knife's weapon spirit, preparing to refine it for his own use.
Because he had the experience of refining the Big Dipper Spike, Yang Fan was familiar with the process. It only took him a moment to completely disperse Arshan's remaining Spirit in the core of the weapon spirit and successfully took control of the entire God Weapon.
"Boom!"
Yang Fan's spirit trembled. After he had completely refined the God Weapon, a red gem embedded in the hilt of the short knife suddenly shone brightly.
Then, an Emperor-level Spirit that was far more powerful than Ying Siyuan's father's suddenly burst out and completely expelled the Spirit Imprint that Yang Fan had spent so much effort to enter the God Weapon.
"Who is it? Who dares to steal I's son's weapon?! "
"Where's Arshan? Since he's in danger, why didn't he activate my Spirit Will in advance?! "
As he spoke, a Spirit Shadow formed by the purest Emperor-level Spirit Will gradually seeped out of the red gem and solidified in the blink of an eye.
Seeing the headless corpse on the ground and Arshan's monkey head not far from the corpse, the Spirit Shadow was instantly enraged. A pair of bloodshot eyes looked directly at Yang Fan with boundless killing intent.
"A human?!"
"He deserves it! My son Arshan was destined to become an Emperor and a peerless genius in the future. How could he die at the hands of a filthy and lowly human?! "
"Damn you, lowly human, you deserve to die!!!"
The Spirit Shadow was so angry that it exploded. The entire Spirit Shadow turned into an extremely powerful Spirit Pressure that mercilessly crushed Yang Fan.
"You've been attacked by an Emperor-level Spirit Will. Your Spirit is shaken and your consciousness is blurred. The Immortal Will automatically counterattacked. Spirit Power + 200, Spirit Will + 1000."
"You've been affected by the Emperor-level Spirit Emperor Barker's (Mutant) Spirit Pressure. You've been touched, but because you're not strong enough, you're unable to fully comprehend the Emperor-level Spirit Pressure. Your King's Aura has been radicalized and has been greatly strengthened. Strength + 50, Constitution + 50, Agility + 50, Qi Blood + 30000, Spirit Power + 200."
"You've been attacked by an Emperor-level Spirit Pressure. Your Spirit is shaken …"
"You've been affected by the Emperor-level Spirit Emperor Barker's Spirit Pressure. Your Spirit is touched …"
"…"
Yang Fan took two steps back. His legs were a little weak. He took a deep breath and raised his hand to pat his chest. His heart was still beating fast.
"F * ck, I was scared to death!"
"I thought there was an Emperor-level Spirit Doppelganger hidden in the knife. After all this fuss, it's just a Spirit Projection!"
"How lucky. If an Emperor-level Spirit Doppelganger had really come, I might have really died this time!"
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