God of Fishing

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Yang Wan was not afraid of fighting, but the moment Han Fei attacked, he was frozen and couldn't move at all.

Han Fei walked to him casually. He couldn't resist the terrifying suppressing pressure at all. It was an absolute suppression from the life level.

"You, you're not in the Sea Establishment realm? Who are you?"

Han Fei grinned and his face began to change. He wanted this person to experience what despair was.

When Ye Fengliu's face appeared, Yang Wan was shocked. "It's you?"

Han Fei said casually, "It's your honor to become my puppet."

…

After half an hour.

On the other side, Yu Nan was chasing the demonic plant, and the two had been fighting in the void for a long time.

Sword waves surrounded them, and Yu Nan sneered. "I heard that your Chosen Team is full of strong masters. Why are you so weak?"

This demonic plant summoned the Void Divine Spikes that filled the sky and turned them into a domain. However, he was ambushed by Yu Nan and was seriously injured. Now that his strength had been greatly reduced and he had no time to recover, he was about to cut off part of his body to cover his retreat.

But on this side, after only half an hour, the Ten Thousand Scale Race powerhouse who was chased away by "Zhao Mo" just now ran back.

"Damn it, what is Zhao Mo doing? Where is he?"

However, Yang Wan, who had already become Han Fei's puppet, shouted at the demonic plant, "Let's work together to kill the guy from the City of Origin first, OK?"

The demonic plant powerhouse was puzzled. This person had escaped from the pursuit so quickly? But why did he come back? There was clearly something wrong.

However, the demonic plant was seriously injured and couldn't escape, so he could only respond, "Why didn't you join forces with me just now?"

Puppet Yang Wan sneered. "Why do you care why I didn't join forces with you just now? Do you have a choice? Even if you die, you should take someone with you, right?"

As for Yu Nan, his face turned cold. "There's no sign of a king dying here. Zhao Mo is definitely not dead. How dare you appear? Aren't you afraid of dying here?"

Yang Wan chuckled. "How can I abandon a person who has just swallowed the World Origin? As for that person, he's still trapped by me. He can't even take care of himself. How can he have the ability to help you?"

With that, the puppet Yang Wan attacked without hesitation.

They were all top Heavenly Talents. Even if there was a gap in their strength, it wasn't to the point of being insurmountable.

Yang Wan attacked, but his combat power had soared much more than before. He broke through a layer of the Sword Domain with a single slash and attacked Yu Nan first, not caring if the demonic plant attacked or not.

Seeing that his sword domain was broken, the demonic plant immediately used a secret technique. Part of his body was instantly burnt, and he turned into a red light and quickly escaped.

He didn't believe this person from the Ten Thousand Scale Race. If this person wanted to attack, he would have done so long ago. Why would he wait until now to join forces with him?

Han Fei didn't expect the demonic plant to stay in the first place. He just wanted to threaten him. The reason why he broke the Sword Domain was to give the demonic plant a chance to escape.

Now that the demonic plant had run away, Han Fei didn't bother to hide. In an instant, he arrived in front of Yu Nan. The latter reacted fast enough and realized that this person had hidden too deeply and must be very strong. At this moment, a sword condensed between his eyebrows and, with his soul as the guide, wrapped in the Great Dao from the triangular divine seal, tried to penetrate Han Fei.

However, as soon as the soul sword left his glabella, two fingers tapped between his eyebrows.

Bang!

Yu Nan was dumbfounded. His head was buzzing, and a small part of his soul power had been cut off by the two fingers. When he came back to his senses, he found that he couldn't move anymore.

After only half an hour, another living dead puppet appeared in front of Han Fei.

Except that the first person was killed by Han Fei, he had already figured it out when he attacked the second person. If the people from the other two cities were all dead, the people from the City of Wanderers would probably be targeted. These people were all top Heavenly Talents. It was a pity that they died like this.

He couldn't just let these people die without any value. Therefore, Han Fei's current plan was to refine all these people into corpse puppets. At least, he had to muddy the water.

Of course, after Yu Nan was killed by Han Fei, Han Fei specially went to his Origin Sea. This guy had just swallowed the World Origin, but a large part of the power hadn't been digested yet.

As soon as the Demon Purification Pot appeared, it sucked crazily.

Han Fei had thought that after this crazy absorption, he would have some more power of the World Origin. However, to his surprise, the World Origin that was sucked back by the Demon Purification Pot this time was directly poured into the fifth divine pill, which was sucked away in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, hey, don't snatch it!"

Han Fei was lost for words. No wonder the Demon Purification Pot's vines didn't like to eat ordinary resources recently. So it was interested in World Origin now?

There weren't many World Origins in the first place. He didn't even get a taste of it.

Fortunately, when the fifth small pill swallowed this part of the World Origin, it glowed faintly and seemed to have ripened a lot. If this was the case, it might ripen after swallowing a few more World Origin Fruits.

However, Han Fei felt terrible. World Origin was too precious. He needed it, the fifth Divine Pill, and Little Black, Little White, and the Emperor Sparrow all needed it.

Unfortunately, according to Bai Ranran, there seemed to be only these few World Origins in a revived place. How was this f*cking enough?

While Han Fei was hesitating, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Information was synchronized in his mind.

"Huh? My Nezha avatar?"

Han Fei was immediately refreshed. Yes, when he was close to his avatars, information would be synchronized. After all, although they were his avatars, they were actually separated from the main soul. In a sense, his Nezha avatar and his Zhang Daqian avatar were both part of the original body.

According to the synchronized information, Nezha was fighting fiercely.

Han Fei immediately fished out the Vast Ocean Navigator and disappeared as the needle turned.

…

The time for Han Fei and the others to carry out this mission was three years, but it didn't mean that the exploration time in the ninth revived place was three years. In fact, since this place had almost been eaten up by the Devouring Worms, there was no need for such a long exploration time.

Since it was a competition, he should race against time.

Others didn't have the Vast Ocean Navigator, but Nezha did. And the Devouring Worm was set up by the City of Origin in the first place, so the people in the City of Origin should know the locations of the World Origin Fruits better.

Nezha must have fallen into an ambush like Yu Nan.

At this moment.

In a sandstorm somewhere in the No. 9 revived place.

A fatty was holding a fodder chopper that was so thick that it looked like a dragon coiling around a knife. This person was clearly Butcher An that Bai Ranran mentioned.

The one fighting Butcher An was Nezha, who had three heads and six arms. At this moment, the two parties were fighting in a tie, and the winner hadn't been decided yet.

Around them, there were two additional battlefields. Clearly, they were also battles between the City of Wanderers and the City of Origin.

However, in a battle of this level, everyone's combat power was equal. It was actually not easy to win.

Butcher An shouted, "Nezha, no matter how many combat skills you have, you haven't mastered your Great Daos well enough. How can you beat me?"

"Fatty, if you didn't have the Divine Arrival Technique, I would have smashed you. How dare you be so arrogant to me with a broken knife?"

Butcher An was not angry. He took a deep breath and his body expanded like a balloon. As he spewed out, thousands of ghost shadows descended like heavenly demons, forming a wall of ghosts, trying to surround Nezha.

Nezha didn't want to be outdone either. The Chaotic Sky Silk flashed, and an array appeared on the red silk. The sword array burst out, and the sword tide surged, blocking the Wall of Eating Demons. The two parties were evenly matched.

At this moment, Nezha's heart suddenly stirred. A large amount of information was synchronized in his mind. Some new insights, new combat techniques, and new power structures appeared.

One of the reasons why Nezha had been getting stronger was that he had obtained the inheritance of his original body. Although he was walking different Great Daos, he could use all kinds of insights, combat skills, and cultivation techniques of the original body at will. If he wasn't strong, it would be a waste of his original body's strength.

"The original body is here too?"

After more than three hundred years, Nezha had already reached the peak of the Sea Establishment Realm. He had even gathered the World Origin Fruits one step earlier than his original body. Now his potential could be considered completely stimulated.

Three hundred years later, the Chosen Team that Nezha joined three hundred years ago had become one of the top ten.

In fact, Butcher An was no match for him. However, with the enhancement of his bloodline, weapons, and the God's Arrival Technique, he was no weaker than Nezha.

At this moment, after synchronizing information with the original body, Nezha seemed to have experienced another three hundred years of combat experience. A lot of insights surged into his heart.

He felt that his strength had increased again.

Butcher An was puzzled. He thought to himself, How can this damn guy continue to become stronger under such circumstances? Is there any justice in this world? We are all in the Sea Establishment Realm. Is there no end to your growth?

After half an hour, Butcher An felt that he couldn't fight anymore. Nezha was a lunatic. He could continue fighting after so long and didn't care about the consumption of energy and resources at all.

Butcher An shouted, "Nezha, it's difficult for us to decide the winner. Why do you keep pestering me? Anyway, this World Origin has been eaten by me. If you have the ability, go fight the people from the City of Scavengers! Why are you pestering me?"

On the other side, suddenly, a bright moon rose to the sky. On the moon, there was a sickle. A powerhouse from the City of Origin was about to be killed.

"Chirp!"

In the blink of an eye, Butcher An suddenly grew a pair of heavenly cicada wings. He was as fast as a stream of light, and the fodder chopper suddenly blocked the sickle.

Taking advantage of the moment when Butcher An was saving his pal, Nezha opened the sky with a backhand slash, swept across the moon, and pierced through Butcher An's chest, leaving a big hole.

And this was nothing. Butcher An didn't care about being hit.

However, at the same time as Nezha attacked, an iron lump appeared. The iron lump held a huge vajra pillar and smashed the powerhouse from the City of Origin who almost died under the sickle.

"Tian Hong, f*ck you."

Bang!

Nezha and Butcher An both retreated.

Holding a sickle, Long Yue appeared beside Nezha. "Tian Hong is here. I'm afraid Bai Ranran is here too. And probably Ghost Blade. These three people have always been inseparable. We'd better leave soon."

However, only Nezha knew that this was not the real Tian Hong at all. This was fished out by his original body.