Yang Fan stood still, silently using his spirit to communicate with the third Star Mark.
The world before his eyes underwent a wondrous change in an instant.
The clear breeze and bright moon disappeared without a trace, yet the mountain peak remained suspended in mid-air.
Strange black "ribbons" swirled around the mountain peak.
Each "ribbon" changed continuously, shifting in length from short to long.
This was actually the space turbulence.
In the past, Yang Fan could only barely sense it, but couldn’t see it at all.
Now with the third Star Mark, he could directly observe it.
"Chirp!"
A bird’s call was heard.
The Peregrine Falcon Needle Eye swiftly darted over.
Yang Fan soared into the sky, flying straight toward the Celestial Iron Peak.
At the sa ti.
He activated his Vajra Iron Bone Superpower to its extre state, instantly transforming him into a dark golden giant.
The Life Elental Power boiled forth.
With a Life Elental Power as high as 1600 points, his entire aura soared to its peak in the blink of an eye.
Unprecedentedly strong Power radiated wildly, shaking and continuously emitting booming detonations.
With each explosion, a gust of wind surged around.
Should ordinary people be affected, they might be blown away dozens of ters instantly.
Even Superpower Users of the physical Elent might struggle to stay grounded.
This was the first ti Yang Fan displayed this state.
At the observation post on the ground,
Pang Long suddenly shuddered, a look of shock flashing in his eyes.
Lu Yishan noticed this detail and curiously asked, "What’s wrong?"
Pang Long let out a breath, "Mr. Ghost is incredibly strong."
Lu Yishan was confused, "Isn’t that obvious? Mr. Ghost is the first Warrior Level powerhouse on Canglan Star."
Pang Long shook his head, "Old Lu, you’re a Spiritual Ability User and not keenly sensitive to Power."
He raised his hand pointing to the sky, a bit frightened, "There’s an extrely terrifying source of Power up there. Standing here gives a suffocating feeling."
Lu Yishan realized, "I see."
In mid-air,
Yang Fan gazed distantly at the mountain peak, projecting his aura.
Projecting aura was precisely one of the typical techniques of a Warrior.
According to the Superpower Secret Scripture, after breaking through the Warrior’s Wall, one could attempt to combine spirit with Power.
This technique has a saying - Divine Control of Spirit.
Usually, within one to two years, or at most three to four years, a Warrior can initially master this technique.
But Yang Fan was different.
He encountered no obstacles, and just by attempting once, he grasped Divine Control of Spirit.
In short.
Without any effort.
Yang Fan felt this should be related to his exceptionally high Spiritual Power and the three Star Marks.
At this mont.
He saw from afar that the Iron Sand Poison Ants were suddenly in chaos.
These creatures from the Primordial World made "shasha" sounds while frequently raising their pair of blade-like forelegs, clashing them together to produce "clang clang" sounds.
This was the demonstration of the ant swarm.
They sensed a powerful threat, hence this action.
Yang Fan smiled slightly, "If I enter the Primordial World, I might count as a relatively powerful little monster."
He focused his thoughts, and the second Star Mark lit up.
"Hoo~"
Yang Fan began to breathe in a peculiar rhythm.
As the breathing continued, his body rapidly heated up while a cool feeling arose in his mind.
This was the collision of fire and ice.
Back then, when Yang Fan helped the military hunt Earth Worms, he used this secret technique to kill a monster hidden underground with one punch.
Now he knows this move is called - Knight’s Fist.
It is a secret technique that only those at the Knight Level can master.
To date.
After more than a month of research.
Yang Fan further perfected the breathing technique.
He nad it - Canglan Breathing Technique.
aning - it’s a breathing technique created by the Canglan People.
After a while.
Fire and ice began to rge.
"Boom!"
The Power suddenly exploded.
Centering on him, a fierce airflow surged within a hundred-ter radius.
Across a super-long distance of two kiloters, Yang Fan remotely locked onto an Iron Sand Poison Ant and threw a punch without hesitation.
"Bang!"
The Iron Sand Poison Ant exploded.
Instant kill!
The other Iron Sand Poison Ants scurried around as if driven insane.
They felt a threat before.
Now they were experiencing intense fear.
Yang Fan smiled slightly, "I’ll open a door for you. If you don’t want to leave, I won’t be polite."
Previously, he wasn’t even a Warrior, his physical Value was pathetically low, and the Knight’s Fist placed a heavy burden on his body.
Now that he had broken the Warrior’s Wall, he could easily handle the Knight’s Fist.
"Dong!"
A phantom sound was heard.
A phantom wooden boat appeared out of thin air.
It was two ters long, surrounded by ripples like water waves.
This was the Shuttle Boat.
With the completion of the third Star Mark, this Supre Treasure had undergone a transformation as well.
Now it possessed a miraculous enlarging function.
Once enlarged, its traversing capability would be greatly enhanced.
Yang Fan looked toward a turbulence near a mountain peak, making a gesture, "Go!"
"Dong!"
Another sound occurred.
The Shuttle Boat transford into a stream of light, instantly striking a certain point in the turbulence.
A strange scene unfolded.
Ripples emanated from the turbulence, with scenes of fragnted images flashing through them.
There were skyscrapers, bustling streets, and even factories.
This was evidently a city.
"Screech!"
An Iron Sand Poison Ant cried out, extending two pairs of black short wings from its back, vibrating them as it collided with the ripples.
It felt a terrifying enemy below, this place was too dangerous, so it decided to leave.
In the instant of contact with the ripples.
The Iron Sand Poison Ant vanished.
The other Iron Sand Poison Ants saw the example and followed suit, flying into the ripples in groups.
In just a few seconds.
Over a hundred Iron Sand Poison Ants disappeared completely.
Yang Fan moved his right hand to grasp another Supre Treasure, the Clone Puppet.
Another clone walked out of his body, turned invisible, and quickly flew into the ripples, disappearing within.
Taking this opportunity, he planned to send a clone to Carnia.
One second later.
The third Supre Treasure Soul Stealing Wisp flashed in midair before returning to his body.
Yang Fan checked, whispering, "An ant is only worth 4.3 Spiritual Source Value? Not as good as the big bug."
In the outpost below.
Pang Long was drenched in sweat.
That Knight’s Fist just now made him feel as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him.
Lu Yishan felt equally uncomfortable, his legs a little weak.
The strong intimidation from the sky was so powerful that even he, a Spiritual Ability User, could sense the pressure from the Strong Manifestation.
Yet, a group of soldiers was all staring at the peak in the sky in shock, feeling nothing.
Being weak has its own benefits.
*
On the other side of Canglan Star.
Carnia Federation.
Yokoni City.
This city is ho to nearly twenty million people, the largest city in all of Carnia, and also the most economically developed.
While the Shapudian in the Eastern Hemisphere was still as dark as ink, Yokoni basked in the sunlight of 2:30 in the afternoon.
Most pedestrians on the street wore various styles of anti-mosquito clothing.
Many people would frequently look around to ensure there were no Poisonous Mosquitoes nearby.
It’s clear that the citizens of Yokoni City have suffered greatly from Poisonous Mosquitoes.
By comparison.
The cities of Eastern Great Xia are in much better shape.
Because the governnt organized large-scale mosquito eradication squads to clean the cities daily.
The Carnians, however, prefer the so-called "small governnt, big society," limiting governnt functions as much as possible.
To the Carnians, the nationwide mosquito eradication in Eastern Great Xia is unimaginable.
At this mont.
The western district of the city.
Two black objects appeared out of thin air several hundred ters high, starting to rapidly circle in the sky.
So pedestrians noticed this scene, curiously pointing upward and whispering.
"There seems to be sothing in the sky."
"Bro, what is that thing?"
"I guess it’s a drone developed by so company, probably doing a flight test."
"This drone looks really strange."
"I think it looks very sci-fi; if it’s for sale, I’d like to buy one."
A few seconds later.
The two black shadows stopped spinning midair, quickly swooped down one after the other.
The crowd watched the scene, cheering in unison.
"So fast!"
"Buddy, fly over here!"
Soon.
A shadow swept over the road above, catching up with a sowhat old car, swinging a pair of forearms downwards.
"Clang!"
A sound of tal clashing was heard.
The car was instantly sliced in two.
Due to inertia, the two "halves" continued rushing forward.
At this mont.
The black-skinned driver sat alone in the left half of the car, gripping the steering wheel with a bewildered expression.
A car bought for three thousand bucks, this piece of crap is too fragile!
No way!
I must confront that damn con artist!
A mont later.
The two-wheeled half car lost balance and toppled over.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound.
The half car rolled over once.
The black-skinned driver was thrown out, hitting the ground hard, executing a thrilling 1080-degree flip.
The seatbelt had snapped earlier, leaving him in such a sorry state.
"Ah~"
"Monster!"
"Run!"
The onlookers finally realized it wasn’t a drone, and chaos erupted.
The "drone" that sliced the vehicle was, of course, the Iron Sand Poison Ant.
In fairness, you can’t bla the Carntians for being blind.
The Iron Sand Poison Ants were pitch-black, their bodies reflecting a tallic sheen, indeed looking unlike a creature.
"Screech! Screech!"
The two Iron Sand Poison Ants screeched in excitent.
They finally understood that the scary two-legged creatures they encountered earlier were just an accident.
The other two-legged creatures in this world are all pathetically weak.
The two Iron Sand Poison Ants leaped into the crowd, wildly swinging their blade-like arms.
A brutal bloodbath began at this mont.
Twenty minutes later.
Azure Palace.
Inside the conference room.
The Federation Grand Commander was discussing with advisors how to unite multiple countries to pressure Eastern Great Xia.
After all, Great Xia
"Knock! Knock!"
The door of the conference room was knocked again, sowhat anxiously.
The Grand Commander was startled, glancing at the door irritably, frowning.
He really disliked this way of knocking.
A minister in the room imdiately noticed this detail.
One second later.
"Click!"
The door lock clicked.
The door was pushed open.
A young official, with sweat on his forehead, appeared at the door.
The eting was forced to pause.
Everyone turned their gaze over.
The young official, visibly distressed, said, "Gentlen..."
Before he could finish, the minister rudely interrupted him, "Do you know what level of eting this is? Don’t you understand the rules of the Azure Palace?"
The middle-aged white man pointed to the door, shouting, "Get out!"
The young official, frightened and showing fear, instinctively stepped back a few steps, intending to close the door.
But he quickly realized the gravity of the situation and re-entered the conference room.
He spoke as quickly as possible, "Sir, a lot of monsters have suddenly appeared in Yokoni City, and many people have been killed."
The young official emphasized, "Possibly a thousand people."
The conference room fell silent instantly.
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