Dragon Sovereign

When the voice came, Zhang Fan turned his head and saw seven people floating over. A smile broke out on his face and he shook his head lightly. "Don't worry, I'm fine."    

"Okay." The seven of them nodded in relief. They knew that Zhang Fan would definitely be fine, but they still asked him because they were worried.    

Zhang Fan raised his head and looked over. Naturally, he noticed it at this moment. Everyone was staring at him in shock.    

He coughed dryly, and for a moment, he felt slightly embarrassed.    

"What do we do now?" Feng Haoyu looked at Zhang Fan and asked.    

"This … Let's go to the holy land and take a look!" Zhang Fan's eyes lit up. The holy land was the place closest to that god. If that god was here, there might be some problems.    

So after a pause, he said, "But I'll go there alone. You can all go back. Also, I'll tell you about the way to go to Saint-Lo."    

That's right, while he was there, he had used the Emperor Soul Art to extract the memory of one of the Protectors.    

"You know …" Feng Haoyu stared blankly, but at this moment, he revealed an extremely pleasantly surprised expression.    

At this time, Zhang Fan smiled. He raised his right hand and directly transmitted his soul power into Feng Haoyu's mind as it flowed.    

With his current soul power, he wouldn't have any problems doing all of this.    

After Feng Haoyu understood the situation, the surprised expression on his face became even clearer.    

"Martial Ancestor, you can go back. I'll go take a look myself." Zhang Fan understood that there were many people here who wanted to return to the continent as soon as possible.    

"How can this work?" Feng Haoyu stared blankly for a moment. At this moment, he couldn't help but say it out loud.    

"Hehe, nothing will work!"    

Zhang Fan had a smile on his face as he spoke. "Is Martial Ancestor still worried about my strength?"    

After hearing this, Feng Haoyu thought about Zhang Fan's previous performance. He hesitated for a moment, and then he said, "Feng Ling, since you know about the matter of going to Holy Luo, why do you need to go to that place?"    

"En, this is my responsibility!" Zhang Fan thought of that terrifying existence and said, "Martial Ancestor, you guys just listen to me. You guys can leave. Once I'm done with this, I'll look for you guys."    

"Okay then." Feng Haoyu paused for a moment. In the end, he let out a sigh and nodded his head. This was because Zhang Fan's strength really didn't have anything to worry about.    

"Then let's go." At this time, Feng Haoyu turned his head and said to the rest of them. He ran towards the shrine, but when he left, quite a few people would greet Zhang Fan.    

Zhang Fan, on the other hand, was still floating in the air with a smile on his face as he answered the questions one by one.    

In the blink of an eye, everyone had left. In the end, who could be counted as seven? And the members of the four great magical beast clans.    

Looking at them, a peculiar expression appeared on Zhang Fan's face. He released his tremendous soul power and said, "You two can head to the space within the jade pendant first. This is an order."    

When his voice fell, everyone present quivered. At this time, even if their lips moved, they didn't say anything.    

As his soul power surged, the jade pendant on his chest emitted a blinding light. As it circulated, it dragged everyone into it.    

"Both of you, go in as well!"    

After the people from the four magical beast clans disappeared, Zhang Fan's voice rang out at the same time. His purple eyes landed on the seven of them.    

"Big Brother Zhang, I'll accompany you!" Yu Jiu was the first to speak.    

At this time, only Nuwa did not say anything, because they all knew what Zhang Fan was going to do, and for the reason why Nuwa did not say anything, she was clear. First of all, she was worried that there would be some problems that they were worried about following.    

"All of you, be obedient!"    

Zhang Fan sighed and said these four words. Then, he continued, "I've done it myself. I don't want you to be in any danger. Do you understand?"    

The rims of Nuwa's eyes turned red at the same time. At this moment, she said, "Let's listen to Young Master. It's all here now. I believe Young Master will definitely be able to defeat that fellow!"    

"Mm, alright then." Wu Ting lowered her head and agreed. They also understood what she meant. Were they afraid of death? Why would they still be afraid of death now that they had gotten here? She said this because she didn't want to be a burden to Zhang Fan.    

Wu Ting was the first to speak. In the end, Yanran, Jiu Jiu, and Chenmian also nodded their heads. Xiao Lian and Xiaoqing had always been more obedient to Zhang Fan, so they had also tacitly agreed.    

Zhang Fan let out a breath. At this moment, he stretched out his arms to each of them and gave them a kiss on their faces. Following that, his soul began to flow out of his body.    

"Big Brother Zhang, you have to be careful!" Yu Jiu once again muttered.    

"Don't worry, this is my promise to you all!"    

Zhang Fan blinked his eyes. At this moment, he looked extremely relaxed. His soul surge included a few people. At this time, it had completely sucked them into the space of the jade ornament. The entire world had now become completely silent.    

In the entire space, only Zhang Fan's silhouette could be seen.    

He wore a white robe and had long purple hair. A gentle breeze blew, causing his purple hair and white robe to flutter.    

At this moment, his purple eyes narrowed. Zhang Fan smiled as he stretched out his hand to move his body. He then placed it on his chest and muttered, "Not only for you, I will persevere for the sake of Xian`er and the rest!"    

As she spoke, the images of Ouyang Xian`er, Liu Ruyan, Su Qian, Yue Yi, the twin sisters, Ye Xuan, Qingya, Han Xue, Zhu Ting, Wang Yao, and Qiu Ruohan appeared in her mind once more.    

An indistinct expression appeared on his face, which also revealed an extremely firm expression. He still had so many children, so how could something happen to him at this time?    

A gentle wind blew again, and Zhang Fan's figure disappeared from the world.    

When he reappeared, he was already in the air above the Sacred Grounds. His purple eyes also landed on that enormous sculpture.    

At this moment, soul power surged out and completely wrapped around the statue.    

"What, are you still not out yet? You're still afraid of me?" Zhang Fan asked at this time, his voice full of disdain and mockery. He wanted to activate his opponent, and if his opponent's strength had not recovered, then the pressure on him would be slightly reduced. But if he recovered, then the pressure he would be under would become incomparably enormous.    

That was because he had no idea how much he had recovered in such a long period of time.    

As the sound of his voice faded, Zhang Fan frowned. At this moment, a golden light shone forth. With a wave of his hand, it charged towards the stone statue.    

Accompanying the crazed flow of energy, the black light flowed out as it covered the stone statue.    

In that dense energy, he was just able to cancel out the energy that had exploded out.    

At this moment, he clearly felt his soul power tremble, and as his eyes flickered, he noticed that the statue was completely covered by the black light. At this moment, he could clearly feel his soul power trembling, and as his eyes fluctuated, he noticed that the statue was completely covered by the black light.    

With a speed visible to the naked eye, he discovered that the statue had shrunk in size, and its surroundings had become distorted.    

At this moment, the statue disappeared, and a young man with black hair appeared.    

Zhang Fan's gaze flickered when he saw the man. He could see that the person in front of him was most likely the original body that had fought against the Dragon God back then …    

A strange expression appeared on Zhang Fan's face as he spoke. "So you are the original body that was battling against the Dragon God?"    

"That's right!" The man's mouth curled up as he lightly nodded his head. He looked at Zhang Fan with interest and said, "I didn't think that a person like you would appear after I recovered my strength. However, I'm not in a sorry state like last time. You must die."    

"It's not up to you to decide whether to die or not!"    

Zhang Fan didn't feel any energy surging through his body, but he could feel an extremely strong pressure. This pressure caused his entire body to feel a little uncomfortable.    

"Oh right, what's your name?" Zhang Fan asked. He had heard from Nuwa that she could feel the aura of his Master from the person in front of her, which was why he had asked her this question out of curiosity.    

"This sovereign's name is Hong Jun." The man faintly said.    

"Hongjun huh …" Zhang Fan's eyes flickered. His mind couldn't help but recall the voice he used to learn the Saint Origin Art. His eyebrows slightly raised, he had now completely understood the situation and immediately said, "It's a pity that this Hongjun isn't as powerful as him."    

The man's expression was originally extremely cold and indifferent, but after hearing Zhang Fan's words, his expression changed. At this moment, his expression became somewhat gloomy as he said, "You're courting death!" The moment his voice sounded out, the energy in his body surged. At this moment, Zhang Fan noticed that the energy in his body would turn black and red, giving off an extremely strange feeling.    

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed as he felt the strong pressure. The golden light also became dazzling. Without any other words, he let out a shout and rushed forward.