The scene this Knight witnessed completely overturned his understanding.
The Shield of Light held by the Superpower Venerable Body trembled violently, on the verge of collapse.
But the Shield of Light, in a manner beyond imagination, absorbed the force of the Knight's Fist into the sand layer.
Alderite began to doubt his life.
With his eyesight, he couldn't understand what was happening.
Subsequently, the power of the Venerable Body surged into the Shield of Light, quickly stabilizing it.
This exchange ended just like that.
Yang Fan stood still, not even moving a finger.
He thought sincerely, dispersing the Venerable Body, and sincerely said, "That punch was powerful!"
He felt increasingly satisfied with the Sacred Artifact, as with the Legion Spirit Shield and Legion Spirit Fury, his battle strength had indeed increased by a large margin.
He quietly decided to spend more ti searching for the Centipede Overlord to quickly bring the number of War Spirits to three digits.
Alderite moved his lips, dryly responding, "Thank you!"
The Knight really couldn't figure out whether this was praise or sarcasm.
You say the punch was powerful, but I didn't even break the Shield of Light, how is that powerful?
Alderite gave Yang Fan a deep look, finally placing him at the sa level as himself.
This was a person with combat power comparable to a Knight!
The Knight directly asked, "Canglan Ghost, do you have a purpose in inviting here?"
Yang Fan did not answer, instead making a gesture: "Please sit."
Alderite thought for a mont, then walked over with large steps and sat down.
Yang Fan gestured to the grill, smiling: "This is at from the heart of a Sand Demon Worm, full of energy. You can try so."
Alderite's face twitched, politely refusing, "I'm not hungry right now."
Not being hungry was one reason; another was that the Sand Demon Worm's at was tough and hard to chew, even for a Knight.
Yang Fan did not insist: "Alright then."
He picked up a skewer of at and bit off a piece, chewing and swallowing it with ease.
Alderite watched, the corner of his eye twitching a few tis, raising his evaluation of the Canglan People slightly.
The Knight asked, "Does the Canglan Civilization want to cooperate with our Iron Fist Civilization?"
Since it's not hostile, cooperation is the logical next step.
Yang Fan frankly replied, "Yes."
Alderite responded decisively, "Tomorrow I will send a team over to conduct an inspection of the Canglan Civilization."
Yang Fan nodded: "I will co here to pick them up tomorrow."
The two World Gates are nearly 300 kiloters apart, and if he didn't escort them, relying solely on the Iron Fist people could easily encounter danger halfway.
Alderite did not refuse: "That's fine!"
The two parties reached a consensus with remarkable efficiency.
Yang Fan kindly asked, "There are more and more Demon Eye Evil Race migrating over. Do you need to help clear the Evil Race near the World Gate?"
Alderite pondered for a mont, then shook his head: "No need, the more we clear, the more likely the World Gate will be exposed."
Yang Fan did not press the issue, although he had a way with the Overlord Legion to clear the Evil Race without exposing the World Gate.
But there was no need to offer unsolicited help if the Iron Fist Race was unwilling.
Alderite curiously asked, "Have you fought against the strong ones from the Demon Eye Race?"
Yang Fan succinctly replied, "I encountered a Demon Eye Knight yesterday, and he ran away."
This understated remark made Alderite's face twitch a few more tis.
He could naturally understand that "ran away" ant that the Demon Eye Knight had been forced to flee during the battle with the Canglan Ghost.
For the first ti in his life, this Knight felt a tinge of inferiority before a high-rank warrior.
Alderite changed the subject, "Perhaps in the future, we can join forces against the Demon Eye Evil Race."
Yang Fan agreed: "Of course!"
Besides himself, the Canglan Civilization was too weak, and forming an alliance with the Iron Fist Civilization wasn't a bad thing.
Alderite nodded in acknowledgnt: "If nothing else, I'll take my leave now."
Yang Fan returned the gesture: "By all ans."
"Boom!"
A loud explosion was heard.
Alderite disappeared in an instant.
Yang Fan imdiately smiled.
Having successfully established contact with the Iron Fist Civilization, as long as trade comnced, the strength of Great Xia would see a rapid period of developnt.
Five minutes later.
Alderite was standing on a sandy ground.
He did not imdiately return to the World Gate; instead, he patrolled around it.
This Knight looked at a half-buried skeleton, his eyes grave.
He could imdiately tell it was a Death Sand Worm.
Imnsely powerful supernatural energy had instantly drained the sand worm's life force, leaving it a skeleton.
And on the surface of the bone fragnt on the skull, there was an engraved image that resembled an eyeball.
This was the mark of the Demon Eye Evil Race.
So the answer was obvious—this was a Death Sand Worm dosticated by the Demon Eye Evil Race.
Alderite had been quietly observing the Demon Eye Evil Race for a while, but he never knew this Evil Race had tad Death Sand Worms.
Even more shocking, the location of the skeleton was only fifty kiloters from the World Gate of his race.
In other words, if the sand worm had continued forward, there was a significant chance it would discover the World Gate of his race.
So the question was how this creature died here?
Alderite instinctively thought of a possibility: "Could the Canglan Ghost have quietly taken down the sand worm?"
This was the only answer.
The Knight gasped: "Could the Canglan Ghost possess two middle-grade superpowers?"
The Venerable Body just now was clearly a middle-grade superpower.
Judging by the remains of the skeleton, the power that killed the sand worm was likely another middle-grade superpower.
Alderite couldn't help but ponder, "Out of the two hundred or so civilization worlds in this World Group, how many people possess two middle-grade superpowers?"
From his understanding, probably only the strongest civilization worlds in this World Group have such dual middle-grade powerhouses.
The number of these individuals was less than ten, and they were all extrely renowned.
Alderite turned his gaze back toward where Yang Fan was and softly uttered, "Thank you!"
His figure flickered, disappearing into the drifting sands.
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