Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm

Back when he killed the Demon Monster Wanshan and obtained a bone fragment, after painstakingly deciphering it, he discovered it was the Qing yang Book, which contained a wealth of secret techniques.

As the book didn't specify which branch family excelled in which secret technique,

he instinctively assumed these were secret techniques mastered by the Five Colored Flame Race.

To be honest.

Upon seeing the dense array of over a thousand types of secret techniques, Yang Fan was deeply shocked.

After the shock came the fear.

A mere Warrior Level fighter carried so many secret techniques on him.

Does this mean that each demon of the Qing yang Demon Race masters at least dozens, if not hundreds, of secret techniques?

In order to counter the demon threat, Yang Fan spent a lot of time studying the Qing yang Book, and so far he has deciphered and mastered over eighty secret techniques.

More than 60% of these techniques are quite powerful.

Now, judging from the response of Armor Scale, he realizes he might have made a misjudgment: "Could it be that ordinary demons only master a dozen or more, maybe twenty secret techniques, and the powerful ones might not be many?"

At this moment.

Yang Fan sensed that Armor Scale was relentlessly pursuing him again.

He looked across the distance and slightly curved his lips.

A second later.

Armor Scale ghostly floated into the hall.

It didn't enter through the main door but chose a tricky position.

It first entered the third floor, then broke through two layers of concrete to reach the hall.

At the instant Armor Scale appeared.

Vivian received an early warning and decisively activated another tactic obtained from Yang Fan.

It nearly got Matra to use her as a sacrificial offering, so it harbors extreme hatred for all Carmenians.

The dozen or so Carmenians in the hall all knelt down in unison, their bodies leaning backward.

"Bang! Bang!"

Accompanied by a series of explosive sounds.

A more terrifying sight unfolded.

The ribs of each Carmenians opened like doors, and their organs bizarrely ignited with crimson flames.

This was another blood sacrifice secret technique mastered by Yang Fan—the Body Burning Curse.

Not only can Carmenians perform blood sacrifices, but he is also far more adept at it.

Armor Scale descended from above and was taken aback by the scene it suddenly witnessed.

But in its haste, it was too late to avoid it.

Over a dozen crimson flames, like raging dragons, burst out of the chests of the "gate openers" and instantly struck Armor Scale.

Armor Scale roared, and a tall shadow appeared behind it.

This was clearly the Superpower Venerable Body.

This meant that Armor Scale had cultivated its superpower to a perfect state.

It must be said, the Qing yang Demon Race is incredibly strong, with any random demon reaching this level.

The Venerable Body held a semi-circular giant shield in each hand, with numerous spikes standing on the shield surface, burning with crimson flames.

The Venerable Body combined the two giant shields to form a flaming sphere.

The overwhelming power of the superpower forcibly expelled the blood flames.

But the scales on Armor Scale's body left quite a few blood marks.

To the naked eye, it appeared as burn marks.

In fact, it was a curse based on the soul.

Armor Scale, relying on its formidable strength, resisted most of the curse's power.

The small remaining portion was just a minor annoyance to it.

Yet to its pride, it was a heavy blow.

This was the second round.

Yang Fan had a slight upper hand.

Armor Scale glanced around but didn't find Vivian, then roared in anger: "Damn bug, I will skin you slowly and perform the most brutal blood sacrifice."

Yang Fan's mood was utterly calm.

To him, this was merely the impotent rage of a defeated cur.

Ultimately, who would end up being the one sacrificed remained a question!

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Tianfu Province.

Xiuzhu City.

"Ugh!"

The terrifying "Open Door Blood Sacrifice" made Wen Zehan retch uncontrollably.

At this moment, the image of Mr. Ghost in his mind shattered, and he didn't even dare to look directly at the big boss.

In front of the big boss, even the devil might have to sit at the children's table?

In the following period.

Wen Zehan watched as Vivian, with Armor Scale chasing her, wandered all over Fire Phoenix City.

In a coffee shop.

Vivian dashed inside like lightning.

More than twenty customers and employees wailed in unison.

One by one, blood-colored branches sprouted from their bodies, quickly adorned with blood-colored flowers.

The unfortunate civilians sacrificed by Vivian turned into mummy-like corpses in no time.

This scene was quite horrifying, yet carried a certain cruel aesthetic.

Having just witnessed the "Open Door Blood Sacrifice," Wen Zehan's threshold had been raised significantly, and now he only felt slightly uncomfortable.

He clearly noticed that following Armor Scale showed less determination in pursuit than before.

There's no doubt that the endless tactics of the Ghost Lord has made Armor Scale hesitant.

Half a second later.

Armor Scale hovered at the entrance of the coffee shop, shooting a large area of crimson out with a wave of the hand.

"Boom!"

The coffee shop instantly turned into a sea of fire.

Yet Armor Scale sped up and fled upward like a frightened rabbit.

But it was still a bit too slow.

On Armor Scale's back scales, a few blood-red petal markings mysteriously appeared.

This indicated it had been hit.

Wen Zehan couldn't quite understand how Vivian accomplished it; he could only sigh, "Boss is amazing."

On the other hand.

Seeing this, he started to slightly understand the Ghost Lord's intention.

This batch of Qing yang Demon Race to which Armor Scale belonged was evidently planning to secretly take control of the Carmenia Federation, and further seize the entire Canglan Civilization.