Chapter 1290: Avatar Number Four

Wang Yulun, holding a fishing rod, suddenly froze.

He looked somewhat speechless at the two red stones in the bucket.

“Well, at least I experienced the joy of catching ordinary fish,” Wang Yulun said.

“This Xuanhuang Supreme Treasure from the main Mystical Space is connected to you, so it’s fine to fish here when you have nothing else to do.”

The entire illusion began to shrink slowly, then transformed into a miniature cage in Xu Fan’s hand. After breaking all the protective barriers, he tossed it to Wang Yulun.

“This Xuanhuang Supreme Treasure is specifically for fishing,” Xu Fan said with a smile.

“Thank you, Big Brother Xu,” Wang Yulun expressed his gratitude.

“I came to check on you this time and to let you know that our sect has established a branch outside the Chaotic Mist Area in the Three Thousand Realms.”

“If you have nothing to do, feel free to visit,” Xu Fan added.

Just then, a powerful wave of chaotic wide roads clashed, spreading out and sweeping across the shattered world of the Dark Origin Realm.

“Yuan Lord is fighting against the alien Great Saints from other realms,” Xu Fan said, sensing the remnants of the chaotic roads colliding.

“Should we go help?” Wang Yulun asked.

“No need; if we go, we’ll only create chaos,” Xu Fan shook his head.

At that moment, several formidable auras suddenly emerged in the shattered world area of the Dark Origin Realm.

After sensing them, Xu Fan immediately said to Wang Yulun, “Let’s go, we need to leave this area of the Dark Origin Realm.”

“Those alien Great Saints are trying to surround the Yuan Lord.”

“Aren’t we supposed to help?” Wang Yulun asked in confusion.

“There’s no time to explain; just hurry and leave.”

The Heavenly and Earthly Linglong Tower and Wang Yulun’s Star Ship quickly broke through space and evacuated the shattered region of the Dark Origin Realm.

Once they had exited, several even more powerful auras descended into the area of the Dark Origin Realm.

Soon, the entire Dark Origin Realm transformed into a battlefield for the Great Saints.

One powerful wave after another swept across the shattered area, causing countless world fragments to dissolve into nothingness.

The entire shattered world appeared like Little Grass caught in a storm.

Ten thousand light armors away from the shattered area of the Dark Origin Realm, Xu Fan and Wang Yulun watched as the world disintegrated.

“This is the battle of top-tier Great Saints; an entire realm is overshadowed by it.”

At this time, nearly a third of the area of the Dark Origin Realm had already vanished.

“This is why I told you to leave quickly; while these battle fluctuations aren’t fatal, it’s still better to avoid them.”

“What a pity, such a good treasure hunting spot has just disappeared,” Xu Fan sighed.

“It’s nothing; just think of it as a leisurely outing,” Wang Yulun replied cheerfully, feeling very happy and lacking for nothing at the moment.

While numerous Great Saints fought, a chaotic saint-level god or demon appeared, resembling the Immortal Realm.

The expression on its face was very curious, as if watching a group of insects squabble.

The battling Powerful Beings suddenly halted, all alertly watching the chaotic god or demon.

“I just passed by and felt that something interesting was happening here, so I came to take a look.”

“You all continue; I won’t disturb you,” the chaotic god or demon said with a smile.

The Yuan Lord of the human race and several human race elders briefly exchanged thoughts before leaving directly.

The exotic powerful being who had been fighting with them also departed.

The chaotic saint-level god or demon looked a bit disappointed as the insects stopped fighting.

Then, it vanished, continuing on its journey into the distance.

On Wang Yulun’s Star Ship, a girl dressed in green, holding a Spiritual Sword, gazed at the direction where the god or demon had disappeared, gripping her sword tightly.

“There’s nothing going on here now; where are you planning to go after work?” Xu Fan asked Wang Yulun.

“I heard from Qing’er that there are several large worlds with Yuan Lords, so I plan to take them to see those worlds,” Wang Yulun replied.

“Traveling across great worlds with beauties is indeed a charming affair,” Xu Fan laughed.

At that moment, a figure appeared not far away.

Wang Xiangchi looked at his father and so many aunts with a peculiar expression.

“Xiangchi, is there something on your mind?” Wang Yulun asked his son.

“No, I’m just worried that you might have so much fun playing outside that you forget about me, your son, so I came to remind you,” Wang Xiangchi said.

“Little rascal, how can I forget you!” Wang Yulun joked, and then tossed a Space-type Spiritual Treasure at him.

“Inside are a few Xuanhuang Supreme Treasures and a ten-thousand-zhang Primordial Purple Qi crystal for you and your brother. Share them once you get back.”

Wang Yulun nodded as he accepted the Space-type Spiritual Treasure.

The Heavenly and Earthly Linglong Tower and Wang Yulun’s Star Ship sped off in different directions.

“Yuan Lord, how was the harvest?” After sensing the Yuan Lord’s aura, Xu Fan quickly sent a message.

“It was truly unfortunate; I only got three Xuanhuang Supreme Treasures and seven innate supreme treasures.”

“If it weren’t for that chaotic god or demon showing up, I would have wiped out that group of little brats,” the Yuan Lord said reluctantly.

“Don’t be fooled by that chaotic god or demon pretending to just be watching; the moment it appeared, it sealed off the surrounding space.”

“It wanted to be the fisherman benefiting from the fight, but we are simply not foolish, even if we are weaker,” the Yuan Lord complained.

“Let’s not fuss over the details; you get two Xuanhuang Supreme Treasures and five innate treasures. When we return, I’ll treat you to dinner at the Ten Thousand Saints Tower,” the Yuan Lord recalled his promise.

“Yuan Lord is so generous.”

Thus, when the two sides met, Xu Fan gained another bounty.

A jagged sword radiating crimson light and a blood pool, two Xuanhuang Supreme Treasures, floated around Xu Fan.

“Neither of these Xuanhuang Supreme Treasures seems suitable for anyone in the sect.”

Xu Fan grabbed the jagged sword, and a surge of dark thoughts rushed towards his spirit.

After examining the jagged sword, he turned to look at the blood pool, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

“Without Avatar Number Three around, some tasks are difficult to manage.”

“Then I’ll just create a Number Four, using the blood pool as the core and the jagged sword as the main weapon; it’s a perfect way to make use of waste,” Xu Fan said, clapping his hands.

Xu Fan divided a thread of his Great Saint origin and infused it into the blood pool.

Then, a Xu Fan clad in a blood robe, with a cold expression, appeared before him.

The blood-robed Xu Fan picked up the jagged sword, resulting in a drastic transformation.

At that moment, the blood-robed Xu Fan was like an incarnation of the wicked thoughts of a vast world.

He especially resembled the final boss in a novel of millions of words.

“With these two Xuanhuang Supreme Treasures, I didn’t expect my fighting strength to increase so much,” the blood-robed Xu Fan said.

“Though it looks rather evil.”

As Xu Fan spoke, he waved his hand, and a blood-colored mask appeared on the face of the blood-robed Xu Fan.

“This looks just right,” Xu Fan nodded in satisfaction.

“Master, where shall we go next?” Grape asked.

“First, let’s return to the Three Thousand Realms; I want to see how the new batch of disciples is doing,” Xu Fan pondered and replied.

“Understood, Master.”