The adult Wanderer stood in midair, raising its hand in the direction of Han Zhan.
Black energy gathered once more in front of it, this time forming into an incredibly sharp war spear.
Life energy can be drawn from all things and can transform into anything; as the Wanderer launched the war spear, it emitted a piercing wail.
Yi Fan was startled.
He instinctively rose to block, and the war spear suddenly enlarged several times over.
[Power of Lies]!
Yi Fan took the attack head-on, the faint gold patterns on his body flickering, but the opponent clearly did not intend to give him a chance to breathe.
"How much longer?!"
Yi Fan asked, eyes bloodshot.
At that moment, the sound of the zither abruptly stopped.
A Zither Sound Air Blade was released, startling and pushing back those on either side.
Han Zhan had finally been fully revived under the treatment of Clear Heart Powder!
The Fu Xi Zither in his hand vanished, transforming into Xia Youwei standing next to him.
Facing a formidable foe, Han Zhan chose to no longer hide his strength and fight with all his might!
"Youwei, you and Yi Fan are responsible for dealing with the Erosion Insect."
"Let me handle this adult Wanderer."
"Even in a certain-death scenario, I want to leave some ash in their eyes!"
Upon hearing this, Xia Youwei immediately sat down.
Yi Fan continued to hold Bai Shuang back, preventing her from approaching Xia Youwei.
Meanwhile, Han Zhan had begun the First Urgent of the Eight Urgent Fist, white energy waves surging, enhancing his speed to the extreme as he charged towards the Wanderer.
After unlocking Urgent, Han Zhan put on the pair of gloves given to him by his senior brother Wei Qing.
The surging evil energy enveloped him entirely.
Opposite, the adult Wanderer squinted slightly.
"Roar!" It opened its mandibles, withdrawing a long bone sword of equal height from within, gripping it in hand.
Not only humans learn and evolve, but the Insect Race does too.
Han Zhan snorted coldly, his fighting spirit vibrant, as he swung his gloves, pushing his physical abilities to the limit.
The collision between gloves and bone sword emitted silent energy shapes, and in their lethal exchange, the Wanderer suddenly spoke.
"I've seen those gloves before."
"A little over a decade ago, they slayed a mighty Insect King of our race on the battlefield."
"They belong to a mighty one, but you are not."
As it spoke, the Wanderer suddenly increased its strength, and the bone sword coated in green viscous saliva threatened to overpower the gloves and slash down on Han Zhan's shoulder.
Throughout the battlefield, the melodious sound of the Fu Xi Zither resounded once more.
"Dragon Soaring Technique," enhancing amplification!
"Clear Heart Powder," healing restoration!
"Array-Breaking Melody," Zither Sound Air Blade!
Under such chaotic warfare, the Fu Xi Zither represented by Xia Youwei played a role equivalent to three top-tier supports,
under her augmentation, Han Zhan blocked the incoming sword strike.
"I'm not mighty, but you're not an Insect King either?"
Han Zhan retorted unceremoniously, instantly executing the fist skills of Eight Urgent Fist.
His right hand wrapped over the sword point, closing the distance rapidly, and from an unimaginable angle, his left hand pounded like a dragon emerging from a cave, punching the Wanderer's left rib.
Crack!
The Wanderer's left rib emitted a crisp cracking sound.
Han Zhan planned to pursue the advantage, but the bone wings behind the Wanderer had already enclosed around him.
"To have been given those gloves, it seems your relationship with that mightiest one is quite special."
"If that's the case, killing you will surely grieve them for a long time. This excites me greatly."
What the Wanderer didn't expect was that Han Zhan didn't retreat at all.
The next second, his back was pierced by bone spurs from two pairs of bone wings, with blood gushing out.
Yet Han Zhan unwaveringly swung his next punch.
"With just you?"
Crack!
This time, it was the right rib.
Trading injury for injury, life for life.
Facing the Insect Race, I will not retreat one step.
The bone wings tore apart on both sides, and Han Zhan felt as though his entire back was being ripped apart, the intense pain making him grit his teeth.
Han Zhan's audaciousness had another reason,
because he knew he couldn't give this Wanderer a chance to breathe.
Absorbing life energy from a juvenile Wanderer isn't something achieved in one go; absorbing such enormous life energy requires a process.
The Wanderer battles in its original form now because it can't utilize much of that life energy yet.
Once it fully absorbs and completely controls this "Black Tent," they would stand no chance of winning.
This knowledge, all meticulously documented by second senior brother Lin Jingxuan, proved useful now.
Thinking of this, Han Zhan drew back both fists and aimed a fierce strike at the black orb on the Wanderer's chest!
The Wanderer, no pushover,
as Han Zhan shattered its ribs and struck towards its core, once again grasped its dislodged bone sword, twisting its wrist, viciously stabbing towards Han Zhan's heart from behind!
To not retreat is to die!
The chance to kill the Wanderer comes but this once!
Life too is but once!
Han Zhan felt the flow of time around his body slow down as if everything paused in that moment.
Electric flashes in his mind left no room for further thought as words once spoken by Li Shutong surfaced.
"Between life and death."
In that instant, Han Zhan felt an overwhelming surge of white energy flooding from within his body, rushing to his brain, flooding into the memory of "Rest" position.
Eight Urgent Fist's Second Urgent Lock,
Rest, open!
The body, pushed to its limits, suddenly fully recovered,
endless spiritual power gushed out like an open floodgate, flowing from every cell in his body,
as Han Zhan unleashed that punch.
His form, shifting at a speed almost imperceptible to the eye, blurred and wavered momentarily in this brief instant.
The bone sword meant to pierce his heart shifted its aim, impaling the scapula, getting stuck!
Though still excruciatingly painful, Han Zhan had preemptively completed the kill!
"You lost."
Facing the Wanderer before him, Han Zhan stated.
Unexpectedly, the Wanderer suddenly opened its jaws, laughing maniacally before collapsing, "No, it's you who lost."
The next second, the black orb that had been shattered rapidly restored itself.
Moreover, the Wanderer merged seamlessly with the entire "Black Tent"!
Han Zhan, was still a step too slow!
In the sky, the breach that had formed completely vanished, the Wanderer, having regained control of the "Black Tent," its bone wings suddenly increased to three pairs as it soared high, looking down imperiously at Han Zhan and others.
Having successfully absorbed the juvenile Wanderer, this Wanderer's strength directly advanced to Tier Four.
Meanwhile, Bai Shuang, battling with Yi Fan, decisively vanished without a trace.
With her Lying Talent, coming and going was as she pleased.
The hovering Wanderer spread its arms wide, and above its head, a giant meteor took shape and solidified.
Beneath Han Zhan and the others, the animated soil transformed into numerous earth-colored chains, binding the trio tightly in place, immobile!
"It's over."
One move, Meteor Fall, poised to obliterate everything.
Yi Fan, unwilling to give up, raised his hands high, attempting to shield Han Zhan and Xia Youwei from the first wave of the meteor's impact.
Yet before the meteor, mere humans, are but tiny and insignificant.
His last shot with [Immortal], crumbled in less than 0.1 seconds.
Yi Fan's blood vessels in his arms and legs burst, bones cracking, moments away from being shattered into dust.
Suddenly, the meteor halted its descent.
A voice, aged yet powerful, rang in everyone's ears.
"Eighth Urgent, Sixth, Jing Ji, open."