Chapter 1565: Chapter 1603: Misfortune God Stele

The Three-Star Giant King’s forehead flickered with bright starlight.

Three stars as dark as the void spun rapidly.

"Space Lock!"

In the next instant.

An invisible space barrier appeared in the sky between the group of Giant Kings and Jiang Fan and others.

The group dove down, colliding with the space barrier, unable to penetrate it.

Only True Word Venerable managed to barely crack it a bit.

Jiang Fan’s pupils shrank, and he said, "He’s the Space Giant King!"

"Be careful!"

True Word Venerable and the others’ faces changed drastically, among all Giant Kings, the threat of the Space Giant King was definitely one of the top.

Moreover, the opponent was a Three-Star Giant King?

It’s feared that with a thought, he could kill anyone among them except True Word Venerable!

"Separate!" Jiang Fan had witnessed the terror of a One-Star Space Giant King and knew full well that if they stayed together, they would all be annihilated.

Whoosh!

Everyone immediately shot out in all directions.

As they barely escaped, the space barrier beneath their feet shattered into countless space fragments, explosively sweeping across the surroundings.

Thud thud!

A series of blood mists erupted.

Heart Demon Venerable’s chest was slashed open with a foot-long cut, and a piece was sliced off the right side of his head.

Blood and brain matter spurted simultaneously, compounded with a hand that had been bitten off earlier, leaving him nearly crippled.

Fortunately, he had a piece of Heavenly Clothes Divine Water in his mouth, which he bit down on in time to continue his life.

Jian Lanjiang hid behind a battle corpse, losing only a chunk of flesh from his shoulder.

But the battle corpse was so disfigured, its arm holding a black blade was almost cut off, causing him great distress.

Pingtian Bodhisattva’s youthful face was marked by several bloody scars, and the Twelve-leaf Golden Lotus beneath his feet had deep marks on it.

Even True Word Venerable was not spared, with blood oozing from multiple places, staining his clothes red.

The only one still intact was Jiang Fan.

He had a Five Magnetic Yuan Mountain in front of him, though its body had several chunks sliced off by the space fragments.

Even the Black Dragon Armor he wore had white cut marks on it, nearly piercing through.

The Three-Star Space Giant King, once he made a move, nearly took everyone’s life.

And this, was just a casual strike to protect the group of Giant Kings.

The Two-Star Fire Giant King’s face changed slightly and said, "Sir, the King ordered you not to intervene."

"If he finds out..."

The Three-Star Space Giant King’s eyes were as cold as water: "All of you are useless, with over half casualties."

"Whether I make a move or not, the King won’t spare me."

He glared poisonously at Jiang Fan and the others: "A few ants, killing so many of our Giant Kings!"

"Letting you die is too easy on you!"

Jiang Fan was confused.

No wonder the Three-Star Giant King hadn’t intervened earlier to save them; with his Space Origin, no Giant King could be killed by them.

Turns out, he was under orders not to strike.

The one who ordered it should be the Five-star Giant King, right?

Isn’t that the Black Sun King?

Or another Five-star Giant King?

If it’s the latter, then there’s two Five-star Giant Kings!

At that thought, the despair in Jiang Fan’s heart deepened.

The Three-Star Giant King did not give him time to think, his eyes filled with cold malicious intent:

"All of you, die!"

Three black stars on his forehead exploded again!

In the next moment.

Jiang Fan felt his whole body imprisoned, like he was buried in stone.

Let alone escaping, even moving a finger was difficult.

The first to be killed by the Three-Star Giant King was Jiang Fan!

Jiang Fan was not panicked, only sighed silently in his mind.

Heavenly Listening Bodhisattva had already met his fate.

It was his turn.

True Word Venerable’s pupils shrunk dramatically as he charged like a shadow.

Heart Demon Venerable, Pingtian Bodhisattva, and Jian Lanjiang’s faces also changed drastically as they rushed over, roaring.

"If you dare, come at me!"

"Stop! Kill me first!"

"Beast, let go of Jiang Fan!"

Seeing them so anxious, the Three-Star Giant King sneered cruelly:

"The one the Giant Emperor has named to be killed, you think you’re worthy to die in his place?"

"Say goodbye to him!"

The Origin Star on his forehead spun violently.

The space imprisoning Jiang Fan suddenly collapsed.

Jiang Fan, caught within, felt an icy sensation penetrate throughout his body.

Following that, a tidal wave of pain surged through his mind.

Is this the taste of death?

Jiang Fan’s heart gave a bitter smile, sending his final divine thought to the Space Mirror he held:

"Little Qilin, it’s up to you."

Inside the Space Mirror, the Little Qilin clutched a nine-colored crystal, its eyes wet with tears.

Back when the Three-Star Space Giant King made his first move, Jiang Fan had a premonition that he would be the first to be killed.

So, he secretly entrusted the nine-colored crystal to the Little Qilin.

If he didn’t get the chance to act, then the Little Qilin would take his place and trigger the crystal.

Hopefully, like the Bodhisattva, it could take down a group of Giant Kings as well.

After conveying his final divine thought, Jiang Fan closed his eyes.

Scenes of his life swirled through his mind like a carousel.

Some unfulfilled regrets, some cherished faces, and those like Jiang Wuya, Yunyang Master, and Bodhisattva, who made him feel sadness.

Farewell.

This world.

He silently bade goodbye, calmly awaiting the fate of death meant for him.

However.

Just as the imprisoned space was about to shatter, threatening to grind his body to dust,

a terrifying roar that oppressed heaven and earth crashed forth.

The entire world shook violently, and the horizon visibly collapsed.

It seemed as if some great terror was coming to crush heaven and earth.

The attention of all present Giant Kings was captured.

Even True Word Venerable and the others turned back, shocked.

That aura made everyone, both giants and humans, tremble with fright.

Boom!

The sky above their heads suddenly caved in.

The ground rolled like waves, mountains crumbled, countless halls of the Fire Worship Sect collapsed abruptly.

The space overhead undulated like waves.

This momentum felt like the descent of a Supreme!

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking air exploded abruptly.

A jet-black stone stele appeared above their heads.

It was human height, yet it bore the relics of time, wrapped in an ancient, unextinguishable battle spirit.

A terrifying aura emerged from the stele.

The aura spread, and those who smelled it, including the Three-Star Giant King, felt dizzy and nauseous.

The Three-Star Giant King was taken aback: "The aura of Misfortune?"

"What is this stone stele? Why did it come flying here by itself?"

Jiang Fan stared at the black stone stele in stunned silence, then his heart surged with great doubt.

Isn’t this the Misfortune God Stele?

Wasn’t it in the hands of the Misfortune Sage’s remains?

Why did it fly here on its own?

True Word Venerable and the others also guessed what the stele was, all with expressions of wonder.

They couldn’t understand why the divine stele from the Forbidden Land flew here by itself.

In the next moment.

The Misfortune God Stele shot straight toward the Three-Star Giant King.

The latter’s eyes turned cold, leaving Jiang Fan, snorting, "A broken stone stele wants to attack me?"

His forehead’s origin power activated, forming a space barrier to imprison it.

However, the stele only remained imprisoned for an instant before unleashing a powerful wave of misfortune, shattering the space barrier and smashing into the Three-Star Giant King hard.

"What?"

The Three-Star Giant King was shocked, and forcefully released both his fists.

Even the space bore minute void cracks from his blows.

Bang!

In a deafening boom, the Three-Star Giant King staggered back, his face filled with shock.

He looked down at his fist, which was already flayed, the white bones exposed.

Strands of misfortune were spreading into his body through the wound.

Yet the god stele remained firmly in place.

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