Jiang Fan’s gaze was calm.
How could a Sage who controls the Law be confronted head-on with just a piece of nine-colored crystal?
But his task wasn’t to confront, it was to delay!
Crushing the nine-colored crystal could merely force him back momentarily and create a massive commotion, attracting other Sages here.
In at most three breaths, the situation could be resolved.
However, before he could crush it, the Asura Saint Son smiled faintly, flicked his finger, and a giant’s pouch flew out from his waist.
As the pouch burst open, over three hundred Nascent Soul Realm cultivators with slightly dazed eyes lined up around them.
Among them, quite a few were late-stage Nascent Soul!
Jiang Fan’s fingers, ready to exert force, suddenly paused—these were Nascent Soul cultivators from Central Earth!
The Asura Saint Son had anticipated his move with the nine-colored crystal, and used Nascent Soul cultivators from Central Earth as hostages.
"Why not crush it?" The Asura Saint Son teased.
Jiang Fan’s face sank—crushing might not harm the Asura Saint Son, but it would surely kill all Nascent Soul cultivators present.
The Asura Saint Son leisurely said, "Others might spare no cost to save their lives, but not you, Jiang Fan."
"Hand over the Prison Suppressing Soul Scripture, and these people will be returned unharmed."
Jiang Fan quickly thought of a countermeasure.
Bam!
A Nascent Soul cultivator closest to Jiang Fan suddenly exploded into a mist of blood.
It was the Asura Saint Son!
He raised a finger and flicked lightly, killing it instantly, and then turned to another Nascent Soul cultivator, smiled faintly, and said, "You can keep considering." Bam!
With that, the opponent also burst into a mist of blood.
Then the third, fourth, fifth...
The Asura Saint Son didn’t stop, like squashing ants.
Jiang Fan’s eyes were wide, furious, "Stop! I’ll give it!"
His eyes were filled with hatred as he quickly extracted the Prison Suppressing Soul Scripture, saying with hatred:
"Asura Saint Son, I will remember this grudge!!!"
The Asura Saint Son caught the Prison Suppressing Soul Scripture from a distance and chuckled:
"Your weakness is easy to exploit, hahaha..."
But just as the Prison Suppressing Soul Scripture left Jiang Fan’s hand, a black crystal carved with many strange eyes emerged in his palm.
The Asura Saint Son glanced and his pupils shrank: "World Artifact • Hell’s Eye!"
Before he could react, Jiang Fan grabbed the Hell’s Eye and activated it.
This World Artifact can be activated with soul power, regardless of race.
Therefore, when Jiang Fan infused all his soul power, the eyes on the black crystal came to life, turning towards the Asura Saint Son.
Wave after wave of black eyes swept over the Asura Saint Son’s body, and his eyes instantly became dazed.
He was actually controlled by the Hell Realm Device as a puppet!
Jiang Fan was momentarily stunned, this easily?
The Boundary Master named Tongyuan could only use Hell’s Eye to control a Sage with his Remnant Soul.
How could someone of the mere Divinity Transformation Realm control a Sage?
He felt something was amiss but couldn’t pinpoint it.
But there was no time to worry, he decisively took out a pouch and collected the sky-full Nascent Soul cultivators.
Instead of killing the Asura Saint Son, rescuing Nascent Soul cultivators from Central Earth was more important.
Before he could completely gather the Nascent Soul cultivators, the Asura Saint Son’s eyes suddenly fluttered, breaking free from control.
He asked with mixed suspicion and surprise: "Why is this Dark Night Asura Clan’s World Artifact in your hand?"
Jiang Fan seized the opportunity to gather the remaining Nascent Soul cultivators, clutching the nine-colored crystal and snorted: "Ask it yourself!"
Without Nascent Soul cultivators obstructing, Jiang Fan attacked without hesitation!
But at this moment.
A voice of extreme anger hammered into the void.
"Asura Saint Son!!!"
This voice, is it the Great Wine Sacrifice of Heavenly State?
Jiang Fan’s heart relaxed, finally reinforcements had arrived.
Looking at the repeatedly unused nine-colored crystal in his hand, Jiang Fan showed disdain, is this thing destined to rot in his hand?