The Asura Saint Son was also severely injured at this moment; if he could be killed now, that would be perfect!
The two fell to the ground and found the Asura Saint Son was drinking a bottle of blood-red Spiritual Liquid, and his ruined body was visibly starting to recover.
Jiang Fan thought it was a pity, having missed the best chance to kill him.
Whew~
The Asura Saint Son exhaled deeply, saying: "Almost didn’t make it!"
He took off the red armor on his body, carefully putting it away.
Looking at the massive corpse of the Giant Emperor before him, he turned to Jiang Fan, a deep wariness flickering in his eyes.
If not seen with his own eyes, it would have been hard to believe that a Human Clan Divinity Transformation in the Second Decline of the Heavenly Human could kill a Two-day Giant Emperor at his peak state.
If this boy could be used by him, it would be like adding wings to a tiger.
If an enemy, he would be a serious threat.
He shook his head, sighed with hands behind his back: "What a pity, the animosity between you and me is too deep, otherwise, we could have tried to be friends on the Martial Path."
Jiang Fan also sighed inwardly.
He never imagined that one day he would team up with the Asura Saint Son against an enemy, and they would cooperate extraordinarily well.
With just the exchange of glances, they could understand each other’s thoughts.
The last person he had such rapport with was Red Sleeves.
These two, one was of a different race, drifting further away.
The other was a mortal enemy, destined for only one to survive.
Truly, destiny plays tricks.
Jiang Fan said: "Forget it, being a friend of yours might easily turn me into a pawn, it’s tiring."
The Asura Saint Son shrugged: "Maybe."
"Alright, hurry and help me find the Prison Suppressing Soul Scripture, the Ancient Giants are winning progressively, soon new Giant Emperors will come."
His gaze swept around again, searching for any suspicious hidden scripture places.
Suddenly, his gaze fixed on a black space, unhealed, penetrated between the legs of the Boundary Master.
It should have been inadvertently created during the Giant Emperor’s last struggles before death.
"An independent space?"
He immediately slipped inside.
Jiang Fan’s expression changed slightly, and he quickly entered too.
When his vision cleared, his heart sank a little. Inside the independent space, there were rows of bookshelves filled with various scriptures from the Buddha Domain!
What made his pupils contract was that several precious scriptures were floating on the Buddha statue at the deepest point of the space.
Among them was a black one.
It was the true version of the Prison Suppressing Soul Scripture!
And the Asura Saint Son had already flashed to the front of the Buddha statue, tremblingly holding it.
"Heh heh heh, heh heh heh heh heh~"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
"The Prison Suppressing Soul Scripture, I’ve finally got my hands on it! Finally got my hands on it!"
"The Buddha’s path, if he can walk it, so can I, the Asura Saint Son!"
Jiang Fan’s face changed abruptly, decisively retreating from the independent space.
With a flash, he grabbed Yue Mingzhu’s shoulders and shouted: "Pingtian, let’s go!!"
The Asura Saint Son had obtained the Prison Suppressing Soul Scripture, he had lost his utility.
So what would happen next was not hard to guess.
The Asura Saint Son would turn against him!