This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 1038 - 496: The Yang Family's Daughter Comes of Age, Her Strength Shakes the World! (Part 2)

Behind them, the group of pursuers grew like a snowball, becoming more and more formidable, more and more terrifying.

Yang Chan's small face had already turned pale due to the enormous consumption of mana.

Her small hands continued to swiftly patch up the horrific cracks on the enormous 'Paper Crane Handicraft,' which were blasted out by various magic treasures and divine skills.

"Second Brother! It's not working!"

"This paper crane can sustain for one more incense stick's time at most!"

"After that, we'll be completely caught up by them!"

Yang Jian's face showed a trace of solemnity upon hearing this.

His gaze, like that of a falcon, rapidly scanned the rugged and complex terrain that was swiftly retreating below.

His brain was operating at an unimaginable speed, frantically calculating every possible strategy for breaking free from their predicament.

Fight head-on?

Impossible.

There are too many of them, and among them are some formidable individuals, top-tier talents capable of taking on the siblings alone.

Once fully surrounded, the three of them would be worn out and killed despite their best efforts.

Scatter and flee?

Even worse.

That would only lead them to being picked off one by one, defeated even faster.

So then...

While they were pondering.

Another line appeared on the world screen.

[December completed point accumulation, becoming a red-name player.]

"Another expert?"

The three siblings felt a rush of excitement.

They looked around.

The other players also reacted.

What to do now?

"Er Lang! Use that!"

At this critical moment, the voice belonging to the Howling Celestial Dog, filled with ancient and eerie aura, sounded again from Yang Jian's sea of consciousness.

"Use that unconventional spell your master taught you!"

"Now, only that can save you!"

Yang Jian's eyes suddenly sparkled!

He instantly realized what the Howling Celestial Dog meant!

Yes!

How could I forget that!

His heart, which was distressed by the desperate situation, immediately calmed down.

The corners of his mouth involuntarily curved into a mysterious smile filled with confidence and... a hint of 'quirkiness.'

"Big Brother, Little Sister!"

His voice once again regained its unique steadiness and calmness.

"Follow my command!"

"Dive towards the Ten Thousand Cliff Canyon below, where the terrain is most complex!"

"We're not running anymore!"

"Today, let these reckless fellows truly experience!"

"What it's truly like... to face a human wave tactic!"

"Boom——!"

The enormous 'Paper Crane Handicraft,' driven by Yang Chan's last spur of mana, plunged like an out-of-control meteor with a long trail of flames into the dark and deep Ten Thousand Cliff Canyon below, like a giant beast's gaping bloody maw!

Behind them, the hundreds of top talents from various clans also hesitated not a second, transformed into colorful escape lights, and followed suit!

In their view.

The 'fat sheep' that had been driven into despair were merely performing their final desperate struggle by hiding in such a deathtrap!

Yet, they were unaware.

What lies ahead for them will be a nightmare that will overturn their worldview and possibly leave a lifelong psychological shadow...

Deepest within the Ten Thousand Cliff Canyon.

In a relatively broad circular basin.

The figures of Yang Jian and his siblings had just landed.

The enormous 'Paper Crane Handicraft' couldn't hold itself any longer, and after a mournful cry, reverted to a vibrant pile of soft soil.

The deafening sound of flight was already coming from all directions of the canyon cliffs!

Figures emitting mighty auras began to appear densely around the basin, like dumplings in boiling water, thoroughly blocking all paths of retreat for the three!

"Hahaha! Where do you think you can run now!"

The Asura Clan prince, whose body was ablaze with demon flame, was the first to land on a giant stone not far from them, holding the Blood Dripping Demon Spear, he pointed remotely at Yang Jian, a cruel cat-playing-mouse-style smile plastered on his face.

"Go on, surrender peacefully!"

"Perhaps this prince might consider leaving your bodies intact!"

Next.

The Star God Descendants, Great Witch of the Witch Clan, Golden Crow Prince, Netherworld Ghost King...

One by one, the renowned top talents throughout the Three Realms of Primordial appeared successively.

Each one of them stared greedily and teasingly like predators at the three figures in the basin's center, who seemingly had no way to escape.

Yet, faced with this inevitable trap that spelled doom to any immortal gods.

Yang Jian's face showed no hint of fear or panic.

He calmly inserted his three-pointed double-bladed halberd into the ground at his feet.

Then, he raised his head, his deep eyes slowly sweeping over every self-assured 'hunter' present.

The corners of his mouth slowly curved into a sneer filled with mockery and... pity.

He slowly opened his arms, as if to embrace the vastness of the world.

And unbeknownst to anyone, his hands were already filled with two...

Two bunches of seemingly ordinary... weeds gathered randomly from the canyon floor?