"You ant, are you feeling quite smug?"

The pupil on the eight-armed rock demon's severed arm stared at Li Fan and said, word by word, "Next, taste fear!"

I'll show you what despair truly is!

"Awaken, you who belong to the great Chaos Mother Spirit, the Eight-Armed Rock Demon!"

Accompanied by the excited voice of the eight-armed rock demon, Li Fan was thrilled, literally.

His body was like a boiling swamp, with countless large bubbles rising to the surface.

The bursting bubbles splattered out black, muddy flesh and blood, and at the same time his body began to swell.

Unknown organs appeared at the site of his body's explosion, and a dark, rock-like color began to spread.

"From this moment on, everything you have belongs to me, you ant!"

Just as the eight-armed rock demon was feeling smug, it heard a crisp "crack" sound.

An arm that had existed for countless years was easily broken by Li Fan.

The eight-armed rock demon's blood-red eyes still held a hint of confusion; he couldn't understand why this ant before him could still resist.

How could he possibly control his body in the face of my vast and boundless consciousness?

"Ant, I must say you've exceeded my expectations!"

Although his arm was broken and torn to pieces, the blood-red eyeballs appeared strangely between Li Fan's eyebrows.

"But you will eventually die and become nourishment for me."

Before absolute power, everything is futile... Hmm?

As the eight-armed rock demon spoke, he realized something was wrong!

My consciousness was actually erased by a trace?

That's hilarious!

How could that be? It must be an illusion!

Die!

The remaining blood-red pupils widened as the eight-armed rock demon reconnected all of Li Fan's consciousness that had sunk into his body.

At that very moment, the eight-armed rock demon realized something was wrong.

All the fragments of consciousness scattered within Li Fan's body seemed to encounter resistance at the same time.

The consciousness of this ant is surprisingly tenacious.

Yes, it's resilience, not strength.

The eight-armed rock demon could clearly sense that the soul essence of the ant opposite had not undergone the baptism to leap to the level of a mother spirit.

One's own soul may have an absolute advantage, but when they truly annihilate each other, it's not like that at all.

The feeling can be described as if the eight-armed rock demon is leading a fully armored heavy cavalry, while your opponent is an infantryman wearing tattered armor.

It should have been a battle with no suspense; the enemy infantry would have been routed and slaughtered as soon as the iron hooves crossed the border.

What awaits them is a slow, gradual erosion until destruction.

But the result is that before their own heavily armored cavalry could even charge, the enemy infantry, dressed in tattered armor, surrounded them.

Even if the heavily armored cavalry could kill them one by one with a single shot, the enemy infantry remained fearless and relentless. In the end, the heavily armored cavalry would eventually be the first to give out.

The eight-armed rock demon tried to escape!

This was something it had never imagined.

If they had known it would turn out this way, they certainly wouldn't have acted so rashly.

"Trying to run? Stay here!"

Li Fan sensed it the moment the Eight-Armed Rock Demon made its move.

Do you think I'll let you escape?

Li Fan grabbed the annihilation weapon and burned it!

The swirling chaotic energy ignited Li Fan's body.

This time, the flames were not directed at the enemy, but at themselves.

More accurately, it was himself along with the eight-armed rock demon.

"You ant, have you gone mad?"

"Disperse the flames quickly, I'm leaving your body right now!"

The eight-armed rock demon's blood-red eyes darted around Li Fan, and its voice trembled slightly.

No way, is this guy crazy?!

Who would do that?!

We've never seen such a ferocious creature among our kind even in ancient times!

Using one's body as a battlefield to annihilate the opponent is one thing, but why are they now resorting to the idea of ​​mutual destruction?

Although all of the Chaos Mother Spirit's battles are destructive in nature, they are ultimately aimed at devouring her opponents to become stronger.

How come when I'm in front of this guy, it's all changed to "I'll kill you even if it means killing myself"?

This guy must be insane!

For the first time in his life, the Eight-Armed Rock Demon regretted his actions. If he had known what was going on, he would never have provoked this guy.

"What kind of bullshit eight-armed rock demon are you? I think you're just a Barbie doll."

They call me an ant, trying to show off in front of my boss.

Who do you think you are? What do you think you are?

Die, you piece of trash!

He Wu rushed up and launched into a taunting attack, which broke the Eight-Armed Rock Demon's defenses. "Insect, I'll crush you!"

A jet-black arm, seemingly growing out from behind Li Fan, swept straight towards He Wu.

But soon, the arm stopped.

The jet-black color that was attached to it gradually faded and even revealed a blood-red hue.

That's... a sign that things are getting out of control!

The eight-armed rock demon's blood-red eyes trembled violently.

But this signal also indicates that Li Fan has improved his control over his body.

The counterattack begins now.

The soul power within Li Fan's body surged forth like an endless swarm of ants, devouring the eight-armed rock demon, an elephant in the sky.

His soul had long since been transformed through countless trials of life and death.

This was true before time travel, and it remains true after time travel.

Moreover, before the Chaos Body was created, his soul had already been bathed in the chaotic energy.

Although he almost drowned in his own people's water, he managed to tame the chaotic energy with half of his soul and create this body!

From beginning to end, Li Fan was never afraid.

If the eight-armed rock demon gave it to him to eat, how could he not dare to eat it?

Even if we lose, so what? We can just flip the table and everyone will quit.

Anyway, I have another body, so who's afraid of who?

......

At the same time, something of moderate importance happened in Longyuan.

That was Ao Yao, who had been in the Three Domains Blood Arena for five years. He had returned, lying down with his Dao Heart shattered.

"Alright, stop looking so dead. Eat and drink as usual. It's not shameful to lose a fight."

The Black Dragon Clan won't miss you, one more prodigy won't make a difference.

Besides, the clan had no expectations of you back then, so naturally they weren't disappointed.

Even if you get beaten up like this, people will still treat you the same as before, as a spendthrift.

I'm trying to comfort you, so why the hell aren't you going to give me any response?!

Long Yuan and Ao Bing arrived immediately.

There was no sympathy or understanding, only hurtful mockery: "Let me tell you, this is nothing to be ashamed of."

I've been number one on the Celestial Immortal Ranking for so many years, and yet life still goes on like this.

Compared to me, you're quite lucky.

"Having once possessed the Golden Immortal realm is enough."

“Ao Bing, I am writing to describe my grandmother.”

You killed Da Luo's own son back then, but were suppressed by others.

Their record is brilliant, and they're proud to talk about it.

And me? I was slapped into a useless state, unable to even put up a fight.

"How the hell can these be the same?"

Ao Yao carried a jar of wine, his face full of frustration.

"Alright, stop crying! Let's drink!"

Ao Bing used his dragon claw to pull Ao Yao over, and the two brothers in misfortune began to drink.

Although Ao Yao was unhappy, he did not think about asking Li Fan to help him get revenge.

He could still distinguish between the future of the Black Dragon Clan and his own future.

As for the shattering of his Dao heart, what can be done but slowly piece it back together?

Having already been a useless person for so many years, what difference would it make if I were to remain so for a few thousand more?

......

"I know my son well, you really don't need to go out and avenge him!"

Deep within the Dragon Clan, in a sacred place of cultivation.

Ao Zhan's consciousness descended from the ninth heaven.

Li Fan shook his head and said, "It's not entirely because of Ao Yao, but because I feel that my cultivation speed is not fast enough right now."

Simply offering top-grade spirit stones and top-grade immortal fruits is a bit lacking.