Chapter 510: Chapter 187: Kill! (7538 words)
Flashing Firefly Swamp.

This was a rich, abundant, and vibrant region.

Unlike the dense forests of the Soul-breaking Mountain Range, there were not many towering trees here, but rather many mushroom-like trees.

These mushroom-shaped trees were not very tall, most of them were only about seven or eight meters, and a small part of them reached twelve to thirteen meters. The leaves were very tough, as hard as rocks.

These strange mushroom trees, like other native plants, emitted a bizarre phosphorescence.

Being here, one would feel as if they had entered a fairytale world.

Here, there were fewer strangely-shaped rocks and stones but more tranquil ponds and streams.

Chen Fan stepped over the small ponds and moved quickly through the marshy land.

Monsters would often appear in the surroundings.

However, now that Chen Fan could see the monster attribute panel from over a hundred meters away, he could avoid them in time.

Ahead was the Dusty Mist Canyon…

Chen Fan took a glance at the system panel.

The system panel showed that there were still 210 Million system energy points.

Along the way, Chen Fan hesitated a little about how to use this system energy.

This portion of system energy was not enough to activate the first move of the Sky-Cleaving Heavenly Blade, nor was it enough to activate the Void Divine Body and the Whisper of the Demon King.

Using the “Replication 2” skill to copy the Guardian Beast’s skills onto himself, he could currently copy two skills.

It was a mistake…

The skill Chen Fan had wanted to copy most was actually Elder Ape’s “Shadow Canopy” and “Ghost Shadow Step”.

But to take care of Chu Xuan and the others, Chen Fan had let Elder Ape and Little Qing return.

What skills should he copy now?

Snowy’s Thunder Blade, for now, had a somewhat low cost-effectiveness, because Chen Fan’s Sky-Cleaving Heavenly Blade, combined with the high-grade profound weapon in his hand, was already powerful enough in terms of attack;

Snowy’s Lightning Chain, this skill was suitable for group attacks, it was suited for dealing with a large number of enemies with the same cultivation level as oneself, or lower, but it was difficult to threaten enemies with greater strength;

Snowy’s Thunder Dragon, although the Thunder Dragon’s attack power was powerful, its charging time was almost the same as that of Sky-Cleaving Heavenly Blade, so if he had time to charge up, he might as well use the Sky-Cleaving Heavenly Blade;

Gangzi’s Bloodthirst was quite powerful, directly increasing his strength by 30% for a duration of 30 seconds, suitable for Chen Fan’s current situation… the situation where he dared not summon Gangzi;

Feicui’s Wings of Wind and Wind Binding Technique were quite good too, one could be used for escape, while the other was a control skill;

Chen Fan felt a bit irritated…

He had been waiting all this time for the system energy to increase before activating the first move of the Sky-Cleaving Heavenly Blade.

As a result, although the energy had indeed increased quite a bit, it was still not enough, so he could only use it for his breakthrough into the Fourth realm.

Now, it was as if he was caught between a rock and a hard place.

Chen Fan slowed down his pace, squinted his eyes slightly, and copied Feicui’s two skills from the Beastmaster’s Space.

“Wings of Wind!”

“Wind Binding Technique!”

As soon as he copied these two skills, Chen Fan felt a slight dizziness in his head.

Last time when he copied “Thunder Flash”, he had not had time to feel it carefully because he was being chased.

Now that he had copied these two skills, Chen Fan felt as if his brain was suddenly filled with more things.

It was as if these two skills were not Feicui’s skills at all, but rather Chen Fan’s own skills that had been used innumerable times.

Chen Fan just needed to operate his Star Power, and with a flicker of thought, he could immediately activate these two skills.

This “Replication 2” skill of the system was just too terrifying…

If he copied some powerful Guardian Beast skills, what kind of martial arts would he need to cultivate?

After copying these skills, there was no need for him to forcibly borrow some skills from Snowy and Feicui while fighting.

After all, borrowing skills had a significant limitation.

On one hand, the borrowed skills could only be used for a few minutes;

On the other hand, once borrowed, it would cause the Guardian Beast to be unable to use the skill for a short time.

Now, having copied the skills, Chen Fan could use various skills with his Guardian Beasts simultaneously, without any conflict.

Even Chen Fan wanted to call himself “cheating” at this moment.

At this point…

A misty gorge appeared in Chen Fan’s sight.

At the entrance of the gorge, there was a group of Flame Rampant Lions strolling around.

Chen Fan dodged behind a mushroom tree and waited for the group of Rampant Lions to leave before quickly rushing in, sticking to the right side of the canyon.

After walking for forty miles into the canyon, faint human voices suddenly appeared in front of him.

Chen Fan’s sensing power in the Fourth Realm was extremely powerful, able to hear ants fighting and discern their positions by the sound of the wind.

Chen Fan’s current spiritual strength had already reached 465 units, far higher than an ordinary Fourth Grade Realm!

From far away, the noisy voices from that side reached Chen Fan’s ears.

Chen Fan looked up and saw a small path on the canyon wall above his head, slanting upwards.

With a slight movement of his expression, Chen Fan bent his knees, leaped up, and with his hands forming claws, grabbed onto the rocky wall. Like an agile ape, he quickly jumped onto the path on the canyon wall above.

Following the path quickly forward, he made a few turns and bends in the winding canyon.

A group of figures appeared in Chen Fan’s sight.

Ahead was a platform at the top of the canyon.

There were groups of people standing on both sides of the canyon.

On the opposite side of the canyon, a young man in silver-white armor held a beautiful woman in his arms, sitting on a chair, looking coldly down at the bottom of the canyon.

Behind him stood two middle-aged men with their hands folded behind their backs.