Ancient Ancestral Gods

"Even a little is enough to kill you!" Ao Wutian's eyes revealed a fierce light, as he said resolutely.    

    

At this moment, he was extremely unhappy, because Xiao Fan had guessed right about his situation.    

    

The divine spark he had swallowed was indeed a damaged divine dragon spark.    

    

Just a small piece like that was sufficient to allow him to progress even faster and become much stronger than his peers.    

    

He didn't know if he didn't have the talent, or if he didn't have the power to fuse a damaged divine spark.    

    

It had been quite some time since he had swallowed that small piece of divine spark, but he had yet to bind it.    

    

Just as Xiao Fan had said, he had only gotten a little bit of the True Dragon Qi.    

    

Even if it was just a tiny bit, he still believed that it was enough to capture Xiao Fan.    

    

"No, no, no, you can't kill me!" Xiao Fan opened his cold eyes as he shot out his strong conviction.    

    

In the next moment, the sensation of overturning rivers and seas once again rose up from his body. An immense aura rushed out from his body, stronger and stronger than the one he had when he had advanced to become a Fourth Martial Saint.    

    

Beside Xiao Fan, a Qi that was as vast as the sea of stars churned, releasing a beautiful light.    

    

At the same time, within the Battlefield of Gods, the crystal-like five-colored soil was quickly expanding. Streams of powerful battle aura were gathering from all directions and fusing into the soil.    

    

That was a massacre left behind in the ancient battlefield of the gods. At this moment, however, it was being triggered by the Battlefield of Gods and had actively merged with it.    

    

"Good boy, I can't let you advance again!"    

    

Ao Wutian let out a thunderous and furious roar, the aura on his body expanded greatly, his two hands clawed forward, and two sharp purple-colored dragon claws that were five feet long appeared.    

    

"You can't do anything to me!" Xiao Fan's fists moved, the group of fist prints turned into armies of thousands of men and horses.    

    

RUU?!    

    

The two huge dragon claws grabbed onto the middle of the fist imprint army and fiercely collided with each other, resulting in an explosion.    

    

Ao Wutian's eyes flashed with a cold smile, and in the next moment, he silently appeared behind Xiao Fan.    

    

Both of his hands contained the divine power of True Dragon energy as it gathered. An enormous amount of divine power surged into the golden spear as he fiercely thrust it towards Xiao Fan's head.    

    

This thrust contained an overflowing energy. Space itself seemed like a star that was annihilating and exploding. Its power was peerless; the power of space tearing could tear apart everything.    

    

Ao Wutian's face revealed a complacent look, this thrust of the spear was enough to heavily injure Xiao Fan.    

    

Dong!    

    

However, something unexpected happened. The golden spear pierced through a fake figure. The moment that figure was struck by the spear, it exploded like a barrel of explosives and disappeared without a trace.    

    

"Crap!"    

    

Ao Wutian thought that something was wrong. The powerful aura in his body rushed out and formed a protective barrier that wrapped around his body. He took a step forward and quickly left his original position.    

    

What he stabbed with his self-confidence was only an afterimage that Xiao Fan left behind.    

    

This point was something he had not realized before this. This was a very dangerous signal.    

    

Xiao Fan left behind an afterimage and disappeared, as he was bound to launch a sudden attack.    

    

Fortunately, he walked quickly and did not sense any danger approaching him.    

    

When he turned around and looked again, he found Xiao Fan standing at his original position.    

    

A cold sweat ran down his back. It was a close call.    

    

If he had been even a little bit slower, he would probably have been attacked by Xiao Fan.    

    

"Something's not right. That kid is avoiding me not for a sneak attack, but in exchange for time to raise his cultivation base!" Ao Wutian's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he spoke with a start, "How is it possible, how is it possible!?"    

    

That's right, in that instant of disappearance, Xiao Fan had already broken through to the realm of a Level 5 Zhi Zun.    

    

How much time had passed? Xiao Fan had gone from the Third Stage Elder to the Fifth Stage Elder, and in a short period of time, he had consecutively raised his cultivation by two realms. His speed was too fast, so fast that even he found it hard to believe.    

    

"How is that impossible? Didn't you see it with your own eyes? Come, as my follower, you will obtain supreme glory!" Xiao Fan was calm as he looked at Ao Wutian.    

    

In the World of Gods, the power of divinity was abundant and powerful. It was a holy land for cultivation, and to every dignitary who entered this place, they were like fishes in water.    

    

If not for the fact that he had spent the past fifty years deliberately suppressing and repeatedly polishing his previous cultivation realm, he would have long entered the realm of a Class 5 Martial Saint.    

    

Now that he had encountered Ao Wutian and had swallowed an incomplete divine spark, he naturally could not underestimate him.    

    

Moreover, Ao Wutian and Ao Wuhen were brothers. If he wanted to make Ao Wutian his believer, then he needed to have enough strength to prevent accidents from happening.    

    

If he hadn't met Ao Wutian, if he hadn't known Ao Wutian's true identity, he wouldn't have broken through two realms in succession so much faster in exchange for an even stronger strength to subdue and subdue the other.    

    

"You really make me envious and jealous. I've only seen your speed on one person!" Ao Wutian's face turned sinister and horrifying. Jealousy and resentment were all shown on his face.    

    

Xiao Fan's Sovereign Realm levelled up too quickly, even immortals would be envious of him. They all hoped that they could level up faster.    

    

"Who is it, it can't be your brother Ao Wuhen!" Xiao Fan said.    

    

His cultivation speed was fast, this was something that Jiang Yan had already talked about with him.    

    

In the Immortal World, perhaps only the legendary Ao Wuhen could compare to him.    

    

Therefore, the person Ao Wutian was referring to, should be Ao Wuhen.    

    

"Kid, you really know too much, but one thing is certain, you will never reach my brother's level!" Ao Wutian said.    

    

"You don't need to think about it, just become my believer!"    

    

Once he said that, Xiao Fan suddenly rushed towards Ao Wutian.    

    

He opened his five fingers like a mountain pressing down on the top of a mountain. A huge golden buddhist hand came crushing down with a tremendous power.    

    

Ao Wutian held the golden spear tightly in both his hands, with True Dragon Qi condensing on the spear, he thrust upwards, releasing a resounding clang, and was unable to pierce through the Great Buddha's hand.    

    

"It's useless. Surrender, don't resist!"    

    

Xiao Fan waved his hands, and the buddhist hand that was even more powerful smashed downwards as the buddhist light shone brightly.    

    

At the same time, a Divine General, who was as powerful as him and wore five-colored Divine Armor, appeared behind him along with the Mark of the Faith Seed, as he rushed towards Ao Wutian.    

    

The veins on Ao Wutian's forehead stood out, and his expression was extremely solemn.    

    

The pressure that Xiao Fan was giving him was simply too great, and now that there was another body of energy as strong as him, it made him feel even more threatened.    

    

He quickly pulled out his hand and condensed the power of divinity into it. He grabbed at the incoming Godly General, and a resplendent dragon claw flower appeared, grabbing towards the incoming Godly General.    

    

BOOM!    

    

With the Divine General being torn apart, Ao Wutian revealed a proud expression on his face.    

    

"What are you so proud of? If you consume so much of the power of divinity, you will only fail!"    

    

Xiao Fan roared in disdain. Both of his hands moved, and one after another large buddhist hand seals smashed down like a collapsing sky, instantly increasing its power by eight times. )    

    

Ao Wutian had not yet entered the Divine Realm, so he was simply unable to control and rationally use the power of the gods to face the enemy.    

    

The more power of divinity was used, the greater the damage it would cause to the user.    

    

"Pfft!"    

    

Receiving the fierce attack of Xiao Fan's hand seals, Ao Wutian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly becoming much paler and paler.    

    

At this moment, countless five-colored chains appeared and locked the injured Ao Wutian. One Buddhist handprint after another landed on Ao Wutian's body and the faith seed mark was also inserted into his body by Xiao Fan.    

    

"AHH!"    

    

Being attacked by Xiao Fan's incomparably strong will of faith, Ao Wutian felt as if his head was about to explode.    

    

And it was also at this moment that an even stronger and more dangerous aura rushed out of Ao Wutian's body, wrapping around his entire body.    

    

"Anyone who dares to hurt my brother is courting death!" A terrifying voice that carried an enormous aura charged straight at Xiao Fan.