502: C502 Star Swamp

C502 Star Swamp

Jing Angkai was Jing Hong's father, one of the princes of Grand Xia Dynasty.

The original king of the Grand Xia was a peak Innate Stage warrior, but he was killed by Jing Angkai.

Before this, Jing Angkai had given people the impression that he was just a prince waiting to die. Even his son, Jing Hong, was just a playboy in the eyes of the people of Grand Xia Empire.

However, no one would have thought that Jing Hong would suddenly become a Nirvana Stage Expert.

Now, Jing Hong's father had even betrayed Grand Xia Dynasty. Furthermore, the rebellion had succeeded.

When he heard this news, Yang Fan couldn't help but frown.

"Grand Xia Dynasty?"

"Jing Angkai isn't the master of the Divine Dynasty, but someone else?"

Yang Fan guessed that Jing Angkai's sudden betrayal might have something to do with the mysterious master of the Divine Dynasty.

Although there was only a single word of difference between the Grand Xia Dynasty and the Grand Xia Dynasty, it was actually equivalent to a completely different power. The Grand Xia had been completely destroyed.

Such a powerful power had collapsed from the inside. Such a thing was very rare.

However, Yang Fan didn't think too much about it. Although it was rare, it didn't mean that it wasn't.

In the records, such a thing had happened two or three times. Compared to forcefully destroying a major power, such incidents were only slightly more ruthless.

After understanding this matter, Yang Fan got up and headed to Star Swamp.

...

Grand Xia Dynasty.

In a luxuriously decorated spacious room, there was a young man with a crown on his head. He was handsome and flawless.

He sat on the chair behind the table and looked at the list in his hand.

In front of the table, near the door, there were two people standing. One of them was an old man with white hair and beard, and the other was a middle-aged man in embroidered robes.

If there were people from the Grand Xia Dynasty here, they would definitely recognize this middle-aged man as Jing Angkai.

He had killed his elder brother, the Sovereign King of the Grand Xia Dynasty, and turned the Grand Xia Dynasty into the current Grand Xia Dynasty.

Furthermore, there were originally six Kings in the Grand Xia Dynasty, and four of them were unwilling to submit to him. Now, all four of them had died in Jing Angkai's hands.

As well as the people who had resisted in the empire, they had all been suppressed and killed!

At this moment, the man who had overturned the Grand Xia Dynasty with one hand was standing respectfully in front of the young man, his eyes carrying obvious respect.

At this time, the young man put down the name list in his hand, raised his head and looked at the two people, and said indifferently, "If there's a chance, we'll get rid of the person on this name list."

As soon as he finished speaking, the name list on the table slowly floated out and landed in the old man's hand.

After the old man finished reading it, he handed it over to Jing Angkai.

His gaze fell on the name list. The first name that entered his eyes was Yang Fan. He continued to look at the list. There were more than ten people on it. All of them were geniuses who stood at the peak of the young generation in Nineteen Prefectures.

The young man continued, "There's no chance, so there's no need to force it. The first thing we need to do is to unify Nineteen Prefectures. At that time, all of these so-called geniuses will be eliminated together."

He spoke very casually, as if he was ordering a small matter.

However, Jing Angkai didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it. He quickly replied, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

The young man nodded, then looked at the old man and said, "Ask the three commanders to prepare. Bodhi Holy Land should already know about us. In the shortest time possible, we will completely occupy Grand Xia and the other three provinces."

"Within two months, I want to see the Grand Xia as the center. All four provinces are under the rule of Grand Xia Dynasty!"

Although the young man said it calmly, it wasn't a discussion, but an order.

The old man's expression turned serious. He stood up straight and replied in a deep voice, "Understood!"

After leaving the room, the old man said to Jing Angkai, "I'll leave the matter of the name list to you."

Without facing their king, Jing Angkai had a smile on his face. He said, "Don't worry. Wuying Chamber of Commerce is basically under our control. We will be able to find out about these people very soon."

"As long as there is a chance, I will make them disappear completely!"

The old man didn't like to smile. He nodded and said, Yes." Mm, then that's it, go and do your work. Next, the war is about to begin "

...

Star Swamp.

Yang Fan was in the air, looking at the dense forest below. There were huge trees that blocked out the sunlight. There were only a few gaps that could reveal some light spots.

Just like Yang Fan's eyes, he could not see the situation inside clearly.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, dozens of vulture-like Demonic Beast rushed out from the dense branches and leaves.

These vulture-like Demonic Beast were merely God Refining Stage Layer Nine. Yang Fan had killed all of them with a flick of his finger. The corpse fell down and was devoured by the endless forest.

When Yang Fan saw this, he didn't stop in midair and went down.

After entering the Star Swamp, Yang Fan found that these towering trees were almost 30 meters tall. Some of them were even 300 meters tall.

He seemed extremely tiny under these giant trees.

The ground was like a name, and it was a swamp that gave off a foul smell.

Yang Fan stood on a tree branch and did not walk on the swamp.

"According to the rumors, the divine sword of the Sword Burial Prefecture fell in Star Swamp. I don't know if it's true or not." Yang Fan looked into the depths of Star Swamp and said to himself with a smile.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, Yang Fan couldn't just go and look for it. Even if this kind of groundless rumor was true, it would still require luck to find it.

This rumor had been circulating for tens of thousands of years, but no one had ever found it.

In Yang Fan's opinion, it was most likely false.

After that, he stomped on the tree branch, and his body shot out like an arrow leaving the bow. Then, he tapped the tip of his foot on another tree branch, and flew out once again.

This repeated again and again. In just a moment, Yang Fan's figure had disappeared among the giant trees.

As he went deeper into the Star Swamp, the Demonic Beast that Yang Fan encountered became stronger and stronger. At this point, he could occasionally encounter Nirvana Stage Demonic Beast.

Yang Fan slowed down and stopped going deeper.

Since there were Nirvana Stage Demonic Beasts in this area, Yang Fan planned to search for them if he died.

If he went deeper recklessly, it would be troublesome if he encountered a powerful Demonic Beast.2

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Yang Fan felt a strong wind approaching him from behind. He didn't turn around immediately, and struck out with his palm.

Bang!

The palm hit a heavy object, and immediately after, he heard the sound of a heavy object smashing into the swamp.

At this moment, Yang Fan turned around and saw a Demonic Beast with a sharp mouth and a half upright body walking. Its entire body was covered with dark long fur.

This strange Demonic Beast struggled out of the swamp, and then stood on top of the swamp as if it was walking on flat ground.

"Roar!"

The strange Demonic Beast roared and once again charged at Yang Fan like a cannonball.

This was a Nirvana Stage Tribulation One Demonic Beast. Its ferocity was something that an ordinary martial artist of the same level might not be able to handle.

To Yang Fan, this was just battle points.

He had already comprehended 20% of the Thunder Law. He gathered it in his palm to form a thunder ball, but he did not have any special techniques. It was a condensation of the power of Laws.

Boom!

Yang Fan threw out a thunderball, blasting the Demonic Beast until it was charred black, without any signs of life.

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