Chapter 1157

Chapter 1157: Eighty Percent

“What if the alien saint catches up, husband?” Zhang Weiyun asked with some worry.

“We’ll hide and keep moving to a different spot,” Xu Fan replied with a smile.

When he crafted that Primal Spiritual Treasure, he had already anticipated attracting a Great Saint-level being in the future.

He had set a coordinate during the journey to the Hidden Spirit Sect; as long as that alien saint could find Hidden Spirit Island, Xu Fan was confident he could escape.

“Don’t worry, in the entire Three Thousand Realms, there aren’t many who can catch me,” Xu Fan chuckled.

With his mastery of formations and deep understanding of the path of karma, even a saint skilled in these arts would struggle to locate him.

While they chatted, Wang Xuanxin in the battle royale game faced her first wave of resistance.

At that moment, Xu Fan’s communication mirror rang again.

He glanced at it and hung up; it was the same alien saint calling.

“What a nuisance~”

Xu Fan and Zhang Weiyun watched through the light curtain as Wang Xuanxin displayed her might.

In the battle royale game world, Wang Xuanxin was being surrounded by a six-person team.

The six had formed an intricate battle formation, managing to hold their own against Wang Xuanxin.

Several true dragons, formed from divine fire, encircled the battle formation, radiating immense pressure.

Wang Xuanxin observed the formation with keen interest.

“Who gave you the courage to challenge me with just six people?” Wang Xuanxin said lightly.

The six only responded with six eye rolls before seizing the chance to break through the barrier of divine fire dragons.

Together, they tore open a space crack and fled.

As the six-person team vanished, Wang Xuanxin quietly watched the direction they disappeared, her expression slightly grave.

The battle formation they had used was incredibly sophisticated, its power far exceeding the combined strength of its six members.

“Next time, I won’t give you a chance.”

Just as Wang Xuanxin pondered this, a sword light suddenly flashed out of the void.

The sword light, which had been building power in the void for some time, nearly struck Wang Xuanxin’s true body.

A giant blade, formed from the Five Elements of Spiritual Energy, appeared in the sky and slashed heavily at the space severed by the sword light.

Wherever the giant blade passed, the space shattered.

A man dressed in a black robe was forced out, and he was split in half by the giant blade, turning into virtual fragments and being eliminated.

“That outfit looks like Shadow Spike. If I hadn’t sensed something odd in the space, I might have really been caught by him.”

At that moment, a feeling of weakness began to surface in Wang Xuanxin’s spirit.

“The poison of the spirit’s origin—when did this happen!” the now weakened spirit said.

The feeling of weakness intensified, and Wang Xuanxin realized she could only exert sixty percent of her strength, with the weakness continuing to worsen.

Seeing this, Xu Fan suddenly remembered there was another disciple in the sect who specialized in the path of poison.

"All kinds of tricks are really hard to guard against. I wonder if Wang Xuanxin can still take first place," Zhang Weiyun said.

"Madam, according to Lord Grape’s calculations, Wang Xuanxin has an eighty percent chance of winning this round," Grape’s voice chimed in.

"An eighty percent chance? I definitely want to see how she ends up taking the top spot," Zhang Weiyun said with interest.

While all the disciples of the Hidden Spirit Sect were engrossed in the game, suddenly a massive wave of divine consciousness sealed off the surrounding star regions.

"Master, Hidden Spirit Island is within the alien saint’s blockade. It hasn’t been discovered yet. Should we activate the coordinates to escape?" Grape’s voice continued.

"Let’s not rush. That alien saint is quite clever; he guessed we would head toward the Da Zhou Celestial Dynasty," Xu Fan remarked.

At that moment, a saint’s gaze swept over Xu Fan’s area but found nothing.

Yet, the saint seemed unwilling to accept this; he scanned the area more than ten times, even nearly shattering the star space within.

But none of this could do anything to the Hidden Spirit Sect hidden deep in space.

Eventually, the alien saint seemed to confirm that Hidden Spirit Island wasn’t there and began turning to other areas to block.

Hidden Spirit Island never slowed down, continuing on its original path.

"Keep searching for another 100,000 years, and you still won’t find Hidden Spirit Island," Xu Fan chuckled.

Just then, a fist the size of several light-armored giants appeared in the star region.

It completely obliterated the area, causing even Hidden Spirit Island, hidden deep in space, to tremble.

"Powerless rage~"

Xu Fan and Zhang Weiyun continued to watch the livestream of the Battle Royale.

Three days later, the Battle Royale had been going on for three months. Now, the active area had shrunk again, leaving only a radius of 100,000 miles, commonly referred to as the final circle.

At this moment, only a little over 10,000 disciples remained in the Battle Royale game.

Each of them was an elite; they could either fight, hide, or had many tricks up their sleeves.

Zhang Xueling and Xiao Luofan were still hiding in a corner, watching the chaos unfold.

"Senior Brother, I feel like we’re about to be discovered," Xiao Luofan said.

"Don’t just feel it; we’ve already been discovered. It’s just that those who found us don’t dare to attack," Zhang Xueling said lightly, glancing in a particular direction.

At that moment, in a hidden formation, Qian Bing and his puppet son were calibrating the Five Elements Annihilation Giant Cannon.

"Fortunately, you can transform into other puppets freely in the game space, or your old man wouldn’t be able to handle all this alone."

"If we want to take down those freaks from our sect together, we have to survive first."

"We must endure until the right moment to strike."

"Our chance to win first place depends on this last shot," Qian Bing told his puppet son.

"Dad, I feel like the sect you’re in is way too freakish. According to the information Lord Grape transmitted to me, there’s no one in the Immortal Realm like our sect," the puppet son said.

"That’s right, just look who leads our sect," Qian Bing laughed.

At that moment, fierce fluctuations of battle suddenly erupted from afar.

Feeling that aura, Qian Bing instantly became excited.

"Senior Brother and Wang Xuanxin are fighting!" Qian Bing exclaimed.

"Should we catch them all in one go?"

"It’s still early. With Wang Xuanxin’s arrogant personality, the final battle will definitely be one against many."

"I’ve researched the information on the Hidden Spirit Sect from the lower realm. That kid is talented and proud, and right now, she won’t resort to any tricks."

"In fact, the more people target her, the more her resolve to fight against fate will rise."

"When that spirit comes out, doesn’t that make her in the eyes of other Hidden Spirit Sect disciples…"

Before Qian Bing could finish his sentence, the area he was in was directly locked onto.

A giant axe and the massive fist shadow of Xiong Li struck directly into that area.