Chapter 459

"Master, I'm afraid the old turtle's back shell cannot be retrieved. Let's return to Great Xia first and plan carefully." Guifuzi looked troubled, his voice carrying a hint of dejection.

"No!" Chen Fan shook his head decisively, his eyes sharp as knives. "Jiao Cangqi did not pursue; he must have more pressing matters to attend to. Once he frees up his hands, neither of us will have a place to be buried. Rather than retreating, it is better to take this opportunity to reclaim the back shell. With it, if you can recover your Beast God strength, we will have the confidence to wrestle with the Three-Eyed Clan!"

"Master's words are very true..." Guifuzi's old face wrinkled into a ball, and he hesitated, "But the commotion of breaking the Water Spirit Cover is too great; it will inevitably alert Jiao Cangqi."

Chen Fan's gaze shifted and landed on the slave Jiaoming, who was standing by with his head bowed.

"How do your clansmen enter and exit that water curtain?"

"Returning to Master, the Water Spirit Bead can recognize our clan's aura. When our clan enters and exits, the Water Spirit Cover will not block us; we can pass through directly." Jiaoming answered respectfully.

"That makes it easy." A faint smile curled the corners of Chen Fan's mouth. His figure flickered and instantly transformed into the appearance of a Three-Eyed Blue Blood clansman, his aura also becoming identical to that of the Three-Eyed Blue Blood Clan.

Half an hour later, under Jiaoming's guidance, Chen Fan successfully passed through the water curtain and stepped into the Three-Eyed Clan's underwater secret realm.

"Master, the Divine Turtle Shell is enshrined in front of the Ancestral Sacrifice Hall. I will take you there now." Jiaoming observed his expression and took the initiative to speak.

"No rush." Chen Fan waved his hand, his tone carrying an unquestionable majesty. "Take me to the place where blood crystals and soul crystals are produced first."

"This..." Jiaoming's expression changed slightly, and he hesitated, "Master, that place is guarded personally by Jiao Cangqi's younger clansman brother, Jiao Cangchen, and only Lord Jiao Cangqi can enter."

"What are you babbling about? Lead the way!" Chen Fan's eyes turned cold, and an invisible pressure radiated out.

Jiaoming's heart trembled; he dared not say more and had to lead Chen Fan through many twists and turns until they arrived in front of a towering hall.

The hall was wrapped in an extremely dense layer of Water Element power, and at the top, a continuous stream of crimson energy gathered, like a blood-colored long river falling down.

"Master, the Nine Heavens Sealing Capital Array has two major crystal hubs; this is one of them. What gathers here is all blood energy; it is the production site for blood crystals." Jiaoming dared not speak loudly and could only explain via mental transmission.

"Oh?" Chen Fan's gaze stirred as he carefully examined that layer of water curtain. "Only blood crystals? What about soul crystals?"

"The other crystal hub is on the Antarctic continent, controlled by Lord Nos Zhenyue."

"Antarctic continent..." A cold sneer appeared on the corner of Chen Fan's mouth. "It seems that the Three-Eyed Clan in the Earth's core and this one under the sea have long been in collusion."

"Jiaoming! Who allowed you to trespass here?"

A sharp shout suddenly came, and a Three-Eyed Clan powerhouse clad in blue blood battle armor walked over quickly; it was Jiao Cangchen, who guarded this place. Seeing a strange clansman following Jiaoming, he immediately showed an angry expression.

However, just as his scolding fell, a terrifying mental pressure struck like Mount Tai pressing down.

Jiao Cangchen's expression changed abruptly, and just as he was about to open his mouth to call for help, a primitive bell shadow had already instantly submerged into his sea of consciousness!

"Hum—"

The Soul Suppressing Bell shook gently, Jiao Cangchen gave a muffled groan, his eyes rolled back, and his body collapsed softly to the ground, losing all signs of life.

"You guard here; do not allow anyone to approach." Chen Fan instructed Jiaoming and pushed the door open to walk straight into the hall.

Inside the hall, densely packed array patterns flowed like a galaxy, gathering on the central platform into a blood-colored crystal the size of an ostrich egg; its light was dim, clearly not yet fully formed.

And beside it, a blood crystal the size of a human head floated quietly, its blood light brilliant and auspicious; just by inhaling a wisp of the surrounding blood energy, Chen Fan felt the blood in his body surging and his power stirring.

"Such dense blood energy; the improvement this will bring to the physique is likely unprecedented!"

A bright light flashed in Chen Fan's eyes, and without further hesitation, he raised his hand and took both blood crystals into his space ring.

Walking out of the hall, Jiaoming immediately greeted him, pointing at the unconscious Jiao Cangchen on the ground, and asked cautiously: "Master, how should this person be dealt with?"

Chen Fan thought for a moment, picked up Jiao Cangchen, and stepped straight into his personal domain.

A moment later, Chen Fan walked out, and the originally unconscious Jiao Cangchen was already standing respectfully to the side, his eyes full of awe and obedience, clearly having been completely controlled.

"In the future, as soon as the blood crystals mature, send me a message through this mark immediately." Chen Fan flicked his finger, and a spatial mark submerged into Jiao Cangchen's palm.

"Subordinate obeys!" Jiao Cangchen bowed and replied.

After arranging everything, Chen Fan took Jiaoming and headed straight for the Ancestral Sacrifice Hall.

The Divine Turtle Shell, which used to be heavily guarded, had been discarded like worn-out shoes since Jiao Cangqi broke through to Martial God, and now it was lying quietly on the sacrificial altar in front of the hall.

Chen Fan did not hesitate, waved his hand, and took the huge turtle shell into his personal domain; the whole process was silent, not alerting any guards.

Half an hour later, on the desolate island.

The moment Chen Fan took out the Divine Turtle Shell, Guifuzi's eyes instantly turned red, and tears streamed down his face. He touched the familiar back shell tremblingly and knelt on the ground with a "thump": "Old turtle... thanks Master for retrieving the turtle shell for me!"

"Get up." Chen Fan raised his hand to help him up. "With this turtle shell, how long will it take for you to recover to the Beast God realm?"

"Returning to Master, about one month will suffice." Guifuzi said in a deep voice.

"One month is too long." Chen Fan frowned slightly and took out the unformed small blood crystal from his ring. "What about adding this?"

Guifuzi's gaze fixed, staring dead at the blood crystal, his breathing suddenly becoming rapid: "Master! With this supreme treasure to assist, three days! In just three days, this old turtle can return to the Beast God realm!"

"Good, then start recovering immediately." Chen Fan tossed the blood crystal to Guifuzi, but thought to himself: "In three days, the Three-Eyed Blue Blood Clan shouldn't be able to take action against the human race yet, right?"

But then he thought again and felt it wasn't safe enough. Even if Guifuzi recovered to Beast God, could he really fight two Martial Gods one-on-two?

Chen Fan never entrusted his fate to others.

He took out the blood crystal the size of a human head, his gaze solemn. This blood crystal was condensed from the blood energy of countless human ability users; he felt somewhat uncomfortable in his heart.

But the situation was urgent, and he could not afford to hesitate.

"Must improve strength as soon as possible!"

Thinking of this, Chen Fan no longer hesitated and crushed the blood crystal. In an instant, the vast, sea-like blood energy surged into his body; he scattered a pile of thunder crystals on the ground, and the purple-gold thunder power roared, intertwining with the blood energy and merging into his body.

Three days later.

A beast roar that shook the heavens and earth erupted suddenly, and the entire island trembled violently. Guifuzi's true form suddenly appeared, his body reaching a thousand feet tall, like an ancient divine mountain, which even the entire island could hardly contain.

It roared at the sky, the sound waves turning into substance, and the sea surface instantly set off ten thousand feet of wild waves, the entire sea area boiling for it!

After venting the long-suppressed frustration, Guifuzi's figure flickered, transforming into an old man with the demeanor of a celestial being, bowing down to Chen Fan, his voice respectful and steady:

"Guifuzi, pays respects to Master!"

Even after advancing to Martial God, his loyalty and humility toward Chen Fan did not diminish in the slightest.