Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

The four faces of the Evil God Statue suddenly let out a scream.

"No, I am a deity, I cannot accept such humiliation."

Yang Fei chuckled, pulling out something.

"I, for one, can't stand high-and-mighty types like you. I'm going to use you as a urinal!"

Boom!

The four faces of the evil god displayed expressions of fury, and the surrounding space transformed subtly with wave-like textures.

"If you dare insult this god, this god will destroy this space and perish with you!"

After saying this, there was a rumble in the Dragon Battle Arena as a violent earthquake indeed occurred.

The blood-red sky also gradually pressed down, all the way to Yang Fei's head.

Yang Fei knew he was in mortal danger, yet he still laughed carelessly.

"Didn't you just call me an ant? Well, let this ant take a big piss and then have you destroy yourself with my piss. That's a fitting end."

The chaos in the Dragon Battle Arena suddenly halted.

The voice of the four-faced god statue suddenly turned fawning.

"Evil God Aqiong, pays respect to the master; please spare me, just let it pass like a fart."

Yang Fei was taken aback; did this fierce guy change his attitude too quickly?

However, Yang Fei was well aware that such duplicitous guys were the most dangerous and did not lower his guard.

He was fully alert: "Your name is Aqiong? Pah! Who gave you such an unlucky name?"

"From today onwards, you shall be called Adou instead. Behave, and the master will be kind to you."

As Yang Fei spoke, he casually patted the evil god's head, showing affection.

The evil god immediately began to flatter Yang Fei.

"Master is wise and mighty, this name is far better than Aqiong, long live the master!"

This guy's attitude did a complete 180-degree turn.

Yang Fei knew he had bad intentions, but didn't really want to pee on his head.

However, Yang Fei didn't intend to spare him, lazily humming.

"Adou, I have a formidable enemy chasing me. Do you have any solutions?"

Devotion and admiration appeared on all four faces of Adou.

"Master is invincible, all of master's enemies are nothing but clowns, they are doomed to be defeated by master."

Hearing this insincere flattery, Yang Fei slowly unzipped his pants.

"Oh no, this is bad, I ate something foul this morning and my stomach hurts, Adou, let me use your head."

Adou immediately cried out: "Master, I have a way."

"We can talk about the solution later, let me relieve myself first."

Yang Fei didn't let up, pressing on step by step.

For some reason, this guy was especially afraid of filth; as soon Yang Fei mentioned it, he was scared out of his wits.

"Master, please don't tarnish my golden body. I've spent years accumulating this bit of spiritual energy."

"If my golden body is sullied and the spiritual energy dissipates, all my effort would go to waste."

Yang Fei burst into laughter: "Haha, so you're afraid of dirt."

In a moment of panic, Adou revealed the truth and regretted it immensely.

Yet, all four of his faces were filled with flattery.

"Master is brilliant and unmatched, it is a great fortune for me to encounter the master."

Yang Fei jumped down from his head with a smile.

"Tell me, what do you have that can help me deal with a strong enemy?"

Adou looked at this rascal, knowing he couldn't win, sighed with resignation.

"I have something that can assist the master in dealing with strong enemies."

He said this, and in the sky's blood-red curtain, clouds gathered, morphing into a giant hand descending from above.

Yang Fei was immediately on guard but found that the hand had no power.

In its palm lay a wrist guard, neither of gold nor stone, with spikes growing from it.

On the wrist guard, three luminous azure stones were inlaid, thumb-sized and irregularly shaped.

Yang Fei took it, clicking his tongue in admiration.

"Wow, this must be an antique. If auctioned, it could be worth a fortune!"

The face of the statue looked pained as if flesh had been cut off from him.

However, this stinginess was immediately hidden, and he wore a pleasing smile.

"Yes, yes, the master is wise, but this item has some use for the master, so it shouldn't be discarded casually."

Knowing this guy wasn't trustworthy, Yang Fei didn't dare wear the guard on his wrist and lazily asked:

"What's it for?"

The statue's tone was very cautious.

"This wrist guard is called the Three-Star Shine. The three Nebula Stones on it can usually absorb the power of the stars."

"When the master fights, just wearing it on the wrist can channel the Star Power to attack the opponent."

Yang Fei was elated: "Wow, such a good thing. Is this Star Power strong? How about I give you a punch to test it?"

Adou shivered immediately.

"No, no, the master's Origin Core Power is a bit... weak."

"But once fused with the Star Power, it can unleash divine power beyond one's own realm. Adou is loyal to the master, please spare me."

"What, this thing can unleash power that surpasses one's own realm?"

Yang Fei beamed with joy, meaning this Danjin peak expert could create a Gang Energy Storm at any time.

If combined with the Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal, it could even unleash True Martial Strength. This is practically heaven-defying.

Yang Fei grinned widely.

He suddenly turned around and saw Adou's unbearable expression, his eyes somewhat evasive.

Yang Fei's face turned stern: "Adou, you're not honest!"

Adou was startled, even his voice trembled.

"I am utterly loyal to the master, with no deceit whatsoever."

Yang Fei chuckled: "Besides the Three-Star Shine, you must have other treasures, right?"

"What other good stuff, contribute it to me."

Adou looked troubled: "Master, I truly have nothing more; even if you destroy me now, I have no treasures to offer."

Yang Fei's eyes watched his central vertical eye, showing no sign of evasion.

He nodded: "Okay, I believe you!"

However, in the next second, Yang Fei suddenly punched Adou's chest hard.

His fist roared through the air, aimed directly at Adou's chest.

"Spare me, master, I have another gift for you."

Adou let out a scream, begging for mercy as quickly as possible, his faces full of pleading.

Yang Fei's fist held as steady as a rock, stopping at Adou's chest, blinking: "What is it?"

Adou's face showed utter grief and numbness.

"I also have a drop of Dou Ling Qiong."

After he spoke, the blood-red sky twisted and transformed, materializing a giant hand from the void, stretching it before Yang Fei.

In the palm, a dewdrop-like object rolled, blood-red, emitting a strong Essence Qi.

Yang Fei chuckled, took the Dou Ling Qiong, and mischievously looked at Adou.

"Adou, how do I use this?"