ce more.On its body, a giant clock phantom appeared, as if the strongest defense, resisting everything."It's the Nine Divine Forms, an ultimate move of unparalleled power!" exclaimed a talented young..."It's not enough, I haven't killed enough, my strength isn't strong enough!"

Fang Han was inside the Monster Beast Forest, continuously killing monster beasts. His eyes flickered with blood, as if he had gone mad with rage.

His freedom felt like a mountain on his chest, heavy and suffocating.

Jun Ying'er, even more so, seemed to become Jun Xiaoyao's maid, staying by his side every day.

It was obvious to everyone that the intense adoration in Jun Ying'er's eyes, like a lovestruck maiden, desperately wanted to throw herself at Jun Xiaoyao.

This is something that Fang Han cannot accept.

He can't stand the fact that the woman he likes has become a devoted follower of Jun Xiaoyao.

A burning jealousy consumed him.

Only this kind of killing could bring him a moment's respite.

The Divine Talisman of Offering constantly absorbed the blood and qi of those demonic beasts, strengthening Fang Han's power.

But this kind of strengthening, facing a powerful celestial prodigy like Jun Xiaoyao, is simply a drop in the bucket.

"Not enough, not enough, damn it! Even with the Divine Offering Enchantment, I don't know how many years it would take to catch up to that Jun Xiaoyao!"

Fang Han roared in frustration, smashing a fist into an ancient tree.

He wants to surpass Jun Xiaoyao, he wants to go to the Immortal Realm, he wants to gain Jun Ying'er's favor!

And just then, deep within a valley ahead, a sudden spatial fluctuation rippled through the air.Jun Xiaoyao also understood. 。It turns out that Jun Wuhui has been hiding all along within the War God Academy. 。Watching him silently from the shadows 。As for everything the King of Fufeng did, it w...