Supreme Hidden Dragon in the City
Chapter 160 Ancient God Incarnation

Chapter 160: Chapter 160 Ancient God Incarnation

Ghostly blue flames ignited, and all the Yin Spirits wailed miserably before being incinerated to nothingness in the blink of an eye.

The middle-aged man’s face drastically changed as the Nurture Yin Gourd in his hand cracked with a snap, and a pained expression crossed his face. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura instantly weakened.

He looked at Chen Fan incredulously, "How is this possible? The Nurture Yin Gourd bestowed upon me by the Ancient God... shattered."

Chen Fan walked over to the middle-aged man and placed the Thundercloud Sword against his neck, "What exactly is this Ancient God you speak of? Spit it out, or I will take your life right now!"

The middle-aged man lifted his head to glance at Chen Fan, a strange smile suddenly appearing on his face, "The Ancient God... is faith!"

Then he bit his finger, conjured a Dharma Seal with his blood, condensed his life essence, and with a flash of light, all his life essence was transferred into the statue.

The middle-aged man’s aura instantly withered, his body collapsing to the ground as if he were a dying tree.

Chen Fan raised an eyebrow, "Are you that insane? You don’t even care about your own life?"

The middle-aged man smiled as he spoke, "I swear loyalty to the Ancient God to the death. I am no match for you, and at the end of the day, death is all the same, so I might as well offer my life to the Ancient God."

"Moreover, my life essence is enough to awaken the Ancient God, boy, you’re in for a disaster!"

Chen Fan turned his head to look at the statue, only to see its eyes gleaming with blood-red light, slowly opening as if coming to life.

An oppressive force emerged, and Chen Fan furrowed his brow, feeling an uneasy premonition rising in his heart.

"Who dares disturb my slumber?" A deep, archaic voice rang out, intimidating Chen Fan’s soul.

Liu Yunxi’s legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the ground.

The middle-aged man’s face was full of reverence, "Great Ancient God, I beg your forgiveness for my incompetence. You may need to reclaim the Soul Force that has been accumulated in this incarnation within the statue. But before you reclaim your power, please eliminate this despicable brat first."

The Ancient God’s gaze fell on Chen Fan, and He said indifferently, "I understand."

Immediately after, two clouds of dark fog shot out from the statue’s eyes, enveloping Chen Fan.

Chen Fan felt endless malign thoughts within the dark fog, and if it were to erode him, he would likely succumb to madness.

He hastily swung the Thundercloud Sword at the dark fog, only to find it completely ineffective.

The middle-aged man watched Chen Fan with a cold sneer, "Do you think you can thwart the methods of the Great Ancient God, you insignificant creature? Accept your death peacefully!"

Chen Fan snorted, his eyes turning a dark golden color once again as he used the Candle Dragon’s Eye.

The dark fog was momentarily halted by the light from the Candle Dragon’s Eye, but it quickly recovered and rolled toward Chen Fan again.

Chen Fan cursed, "Even the Candle Dragon’s Eye is useless; what on earth is this thing?"

The middle-aged man smiled, "That is the Soul Force of the Ancient God. He parted a fraction of His divine Soul to reside in this incarnation within the ancient temple. It’s the true power of the Ancient God, far beyond the comprehension of an ant like you."

Chen Fan’s expression darkened as he realized that this seldom-visited ancient temple had already harmed tens of thousands of people.

The dark fog entwined around Chen Fan’s hand, beginning to erode his body.

However, Chen Fan quickly found that the dark fog couldn’t affect him at all.

"Could it be because of the Nine Yang Divine Body?" Chen Fan wondered.

"Hmm?" Even the awakened Ancient God uttered a sound of surprise.

"Although this dark fog can’t erode me, I also can’t resolve it," Chen Fan muttered with a frown.

The middle-aged man’s face showed the final madness of a dying man, "Ant, quickly submit to the Ancient God; your struggles are meaningless!"

Chen Fan, thinking that the Nine Yang Divine Body was impervious to erosion, wondered if the Nine Yang Divine Fire could have an effect on the dark fog.

So he summoned the Nine Yang Divine Fire to his hand, and the moment the dark fog touched the Nine Yang Divine Fire, it was completely incinerated.

"It actually works!" Chen Fan’s eyes brightened, and then he commanded the Nine Yang Divine Fire to swiftly spread around, instantly burning the dark fog completely clean.

"No!" The angry roar of the Ancient God resounded.

However, as the dark fog was completely burned away, the statue also stopped moving entirely.

The middle-aged man’s frenzy came to an abrupt halt, and he stared blankly at the scene, asking, "The soul of the Ancient God... did you burn it away?"

Chen Fan watched the statue cautiously, unsure whether that so-called Ancient God had truly been burned away.

He picked up the Thundercloud Sword and swung it down, shattering the statue into pieces.

Seeing still no movement, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"As expected, the Nine Yang Divine Fire is more formidable."

He walked up to the middle-aged man, "Tell me everything you know, or else..."

The middle-aged man gave him a cold glance, "You’ve destroyed an incarnation of the Ancient God, he won’t let you go!"

After speaking, his last breath dissipated, and he became completely still.

Chen Fan sighed, "Indeed very loyal."

He turned his head towards the sky, where a pure and unique force was suspended—this was what remained after the Nine Yang Divine Fire burned the dark fog.

"Is this Soul Force?" Chen Fan beckoned, and the force rapidly coalesced, landing in the palm of his hand.

Different from Spiritual Power, as soon as he came into contact with the Soul Force, Chen Fan instantly felt his mental power enhance, his mind seemingly very eager for this force.

"I’ll study this once I get back." He stored the force into his dantian and turned to look at Liu Yunxi, who was sitting on the ground.

Liu Yunxi was curled up in a corner, shivering uncontrollably, her face devoid of any color.

Chen Fan walked over and extended a hand to her, "It’s all right now, get up."

Liu Yunxi looked up at Chen Fan, took his hand, stood up, and then immediately embraced him, bursting into tears.

"Why do such terrible things happen, wu wu wu..."

Chen Fan stood still, considering that Liu Yunxi was scared at the moment, so he let her hold on for a while.

"It’s just some Heretical Path mischief, I have already taken care of it, you’re safe now," Chen Fan comforted.

It was a while before Liu Yunxi finally let go of Chen Fan, wiped her tears, and with a serious expression said, "Thank you."

Chen Fan waved his hand and asked, "Who told you about this place?"

Liu Yunxi’s expression darkened, "Wang Ying, you must have heard of her."

Chen Fan’s eyes widened, "You mean that Wang Ying who produced ’The Overbearing CEO Falls in Love with Me’?"

Liu Yunxi nodded.

Chen Fan said, "If she told you to come here, there are two possibilities, one is that she too was marked by the Soul Controlling Formation, becoming a slave of that so-called Ancient God, but those controlled by the Soul Controlling Formation generally seem very dull, and Wang Ying clearly does not fit that, so this possibility is small."

"The other possibility is that she deliberately wanted to harm you, the waters of your entertainment industry are famously deep, in such a circle, I’m afraid no one really wants others to do well."

Liu Yunxi clenched her teeth in anger, "That bitch, I treated her like a good sister, but she harmed me, I was blind! I must take revenge for this!"

Chen Fan said, "I can’t get involved with the grudges of your entertainment circle, let’s leave this place first."

With that, he flicked his finger, a flame appeared and burned the middle-aged man’s body completely clean.