Fury Towards The Burning Heaven

Panda Novel

On seeing the aggressive look in Third Young Master’s eyes, Jiang Yi did not doubt what he was saying in the least. This was one ruthless character. However, Jiang Yi had already made up his mind not to expose his secret concerning the little beast.

This Heaven-Swallowing Beast could not be detected either by aura or beast prowess. Nothing about it stood out in particular either. If the group took all his possessions, they might even miss out on this little beast.

The most important thing was that the mysterious elder had told him this before: if Jiang Yi died, the Fire Spirit Pearl and Fire Spirit Pearl would fly away on their own to look for another owner. Thus, Jiang Yi did not want the little beast to end up in Young Mistress Xuanyuan’s hands. He could only keep information about it to himself and refuse to tell them anything.

“Don’t be rash, Third Young Master!”

The Poison Spirit smiled subtly, expressing no anger at all. Instead, he narrowed his eyes at Jiang Yi and said, “Special Race? Brother, why don’t you tell me what Special Race you are of? If it makes sense to me, I could let it go!”

The Poison Spirit’s voice began to sound quite strange, almost as if he was dealing a spiritual attack at Jiang Yi. Jiang Yi almost came clean about everything. However, at that moment, the three fire dragons in his soul spirit swam out, releasing Xiaozhuan characters to protect its owner. He snapped back to reality. Thinking on his feet, he pretended to look confused. In a robotic voice, he said, “I am of the Phantom Race. This is a special mystical ability of the Phantom Race.”

“Uh—”

Third Young Master and the other three people’s expressions turned strange as they gazed at the Poison Spirit. Third Young Master shouted in surprise, “This man is of the Phantom Race?”

“Hahaha!”

The Poison Spirit laughed out loud, mocking Jiang Yi. “Alright, Brother, drop the act. I know you were unaffected by my Soul-Shooting Sound. No one in the entire Earth Emanations Domain knows the Phantom Race better than I do so don’t bother acting.”

Jiang Yi’s eyes cleared up. Since the Poison Spirit had seen through his act, there was no point in putting up a front anymore. He wanted to make use of the Phantom Race to scare the enemies, but it looked like it was a foolish dream.

Jiang Yi remained silent, not saying anything. Third Young Master was absolutely enraged now. He jumped to his feet. With a flash, a gleaming hook appeared in his hand. Overwhelming killing intent surrounded his body as he said, “Poison Spirit, get lost! Look at how Third Young Master deals with this!”

“Don’t bother!”

The Poison Spirit smiled once again. His pure, white, long arm reached out and grabbed Jiang Yi’s interspatial ring. Without another sound, he reached into Jiang Yi’s interspatial ring. When his hand surfaced again, he pulled the Fire Spirit Pearl and the Chaos Essence Pearl out. The Poison Spirit looked at Jiang Yi and smiled. “Since Young Mistress Xuanyuan has not been successful in getting the Primitive Spiritual Treasure from you despite offering such a high price, the treasure must be in here.”

Buzz!

The Poison Spirit’s hand flashed, and a green glow covered the interspatial ring. Something that shocked Jiang Yi happened next.

The interspatial ring glowed. One by one, the equipment and treasures inside flew out. This Poison Spirit could so easily break the spiritual imprint that Jiang Yi had put on his interspatial ring. He was pulling out all the treasures inside without a problem.

I am done for!

Jiang Yi’s heart jumped. If the Poison Spirit took the little beast out from the Fire Spirit Pearl, he would be exposed. Once the Poison Spirit got its hands on the Primitive Spiritual Treasure, he, Xiao Leng, and Zhang Hai would perish.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

As the treasures kept flying out of the ring, the five men’s divine senses kept sweeping past, inspecting each treasure. There was a lot of trash in Jiang Yi’s interspatial ring. Many of them were useless things. There were even underpants that Yi Chan and the others knitted for him in there.

There were not many treasures inside the interspatial ring. The only things of value were the other interspatial rings that Jiang Yi collected. All of them were rewards that he collected from killing the god bandits earlier. Apart from these, there was also the Pandan plant and the tea leaves that Jiutian Ze gave him.

“Pandan plant?”

Third Young Master scanned the brocade box, and he reached out to grab it. In a cool tone, he said, “This thing is mine now!”

The other three people did not snatch anything. The Poison Spirit did not make any moves either. He just studied all of Jiang Yi’s things closely, looking for the Primitive Spiritual Treasure. A few pieces of white paper flew out, causing the Poison Spirit’s eyes to widen suddenly. At that moment, Jiang Yi’s expression darkened as well.

The few pieces of paper were not treasures. They were paintings that Jiang Yi had done of all the women he missed.

These paintings were all Heaven Paintings and looked extremely life-like. Yi Chan, Yin Ruobing, Su Ruoxue, Jiang Xiaonu, and Yi Piaopiao all had one painting of them each. Jiang Yi was afraid that he would spend too long in the Higher Domain and forget what they all looked like. Whenever he had nothing to do, he would take these paintings out and look at them.

At that moment!

The Poison Spirit stared at one of the paintings, his gaze becoming exceptionally sharp. After scanning it for a long time, he suddenly sent a voice transmission to Jiang Yi: “Brat, why do you have a painting of this person? Do you know the person in the painting?”

Jiang Yi blinked, confused. Then, he looked at the painting that the Poison Spirit held in his hands. Still puzzled, he said, “That is my mother. How can I not know her?”

“Uh?”

The Poison Spirit’s eyes lit up at once. He sent another voice transmission: “Are you sure she is your mother?”

Jiang Yi was even more confused now. He nodded slowly and said, “Could I lie about something like that?”

“Then, tell me what her name is. Where is she from?”

The Poison Spirit sent this voice transmission to Jiang Yi almost immediately after Jiang Yi replied. Not intending to hide anything from him, Jiang Yi said, “My mother’s name is Yi Piaopiao. She is from the Saint Spirit Domain.”

Swish!

The moment Jiang Yi finished speaking, the Poison Spirit made his move. He cloned hundreds of his own body. This time, none of the clones were carrying iron drills. Instead, they were all wearing black gloves! He did something that caused Jiang Yi to be unbelievably shocked: he caused all these figures to charge towards the four Demon-Killing Battle Gods!

“En?”

Third Young Master had been staring at the Pandan plant. He had not expected the Poison Spirit to turn against them at all. What’s more, he was quite seriously injured. After a few figures hit him, his body was shredded into pieces immediately.

“Poison Spirit, are you crazy?”

“Poison Spirit, are you betraying our family clan?”

“Kill this piece of trash! Ah!”

The three remaining Battle Gods shouted in terror. However, one of their shouts soon turned into cries. Their battle armors were torn into pieces by the Poison Spirit’s claw-like hands. The other two people retreated as quickly as they could, releasing defensive mystical abilities at the same time. However, their attacks went right through the Poison Spirit’s bodies. It was clear that the bodies closest to them were all fake.

“This isn’t right!”

Jiang Yi was stunned into silence. The two people attacked many bodies, but all of them proved to be just images. The next moment, one of the Poison Spirit’s bodies next to a Demon-Killing Battle God turned into a true body. His black, toxic claws ripped the back of the Battle God’s battle armor. His medial-grade battle armor tore apart as easily as paper before his body turned into a blur of blood.

“Flee!”

The remaining person was scared out of his wits, but he knew that he alone was no match for the Poison Spirit. Like a crazed dragon, he flew away as fast as he could. Yet, the Poison Spirit moved much faster than he did. In fact, he moved twice as fast as Xiao Leng. A few hundred bodies rushed towards him like apparitions. The last person died easily.

“What horror!”

Jiang Yi’s body began trembling uncontrollably as he watched. Perspiration covered his entire back. Poison Spirits were really the most terrifying kind of killers apart from the Phantom Race. Their mystical abilities and toxic claws were too frightening. They could duplicate hundreds of fake images of their own bodies, but… he could turn any of those images into his true body in a flash, by exchanging positions.

Without a strong enough soul spirit to decipher which of those images was a true body, anyone who fought Poison Spirits would not stand a chance.

Swish!

The hundreds of images flew back towards one another, gathering back into one true body. The Poison Spirit suddenly fell onto his knees and said, “Phantom Race’s rebel, Yi Fan, greets Young Lord. Young Lord, please bring me back to the Phantom Race!”