Chapter 854: Boarding the Ship

Taking a deep breath, Tang Anya followed Yang Fan and walked out of the exit in the aircraft, keeping her feet on the ground.

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Only then did we discover that the cigar-shaped aircraft was parked upright in a square-like space, and then sank silently into the ground. Its top was exactly level with the ground, with only a slightly invisible circular mark.

Her eyes moved, and she looked around and saw that there were circular marks like this every half meter on the ground of the empty square. A rough count showed that there were probably hundreds of them.

In other words, there are at least hundreds of aircraft of the same type in this mothership.

Suddenly, she exclaimed and hugged Yang Fan's arm tightly, her face turned pale.

Yang Fan followed her gaze and frowned slightly.

About twenty meters away, there was a corpse lying on the ground. It had a big head and a small body. It was wearing tight clothes with no visible material. From the angle where they stood, they could clearly see the alien's big bull-like eyes. Staring this way, his head was hairless and his pupils were gray and white.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Fan looked around and found four more alien corpses of almost short stature.

Yang Fan walked towards the nearest corpse, stopped when he was less than five meters away from the corpse, and told Tang Anya to stand where she was.

He came to the body and squatted down, gently pressed on the alien's head. He quickly raised his brows and wiped his fingers under the short nose. His fingers were stained with a little light red blood, and gently Sniffing, a light flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, a ball of Samadhi True Fire appeared in his palm, burning the blood on his fingers. With a flick of his finger, the firelight fell on the corpse, and in the blink of an eye, the corpse was reduced to ashes.

Then, Yang Fan fired four more times and incinerated the other four corpses.

"Master, they are..." Tang Anya's face turned pale.

It was not that she had seen dead people before, but it was the first time she saw dead aliens, and she was inevitably a little scared.

"Dead by poisoning." Yang Fan paused for a moment and then added: "It's Nascent Soul poison. Even the strong Nascent Soul can't resist it, let alone these weak alien beings... It seems that I was right. This interstellar carrier indeed arrived in the solar system during the pre-Qin period.”

Tang Anya couldn't help but widen her eyes and said with a look of disbelief: "Master is saying that these aliens were poisoned by Qi practitioners from the pre-Qin period? But this mothership is on the sun?"

Yang Fan muttered: "It should be that the aliens who arrived on Earth first were contaminated with Nascent Soul poison and brought them to this mothership, causing death. The poisoner not only had a clever poisoning technique, but also had a dark heart. ...But you don’t have to worry, the sun’s environment has a great impact on the Nascent Soul toxin, and it has lost its effectiveness now.”

He briefly sensed it and then said: "There are a total of one hundred and twenty-five aliens in this mothership, all of them are dead. These five people probably wanted to escape in the aircraft just now, but before they could enter the aircraft, they Already poisoned to death.”

Tang Anya couldn't help but shudder.

Although Yang Fan had said before that the earth's civilization in ancient times was not as weak as she thought, she was hesitant to believe it. It was only now that she truly felt the terror of ancient Qi practitioners.

Next, Tang Anya had no intention of observing the internal structure of the alien mothership. She always felt that the surroundings were gloomy, so she subconsciously grabbed Yang Fan's arm and followed him closely.

Yang Fan thought it was nothing at first, but after a while, he felt something strange. Feeling the amazing elasticity of the arm's touch, and smelling the faint body fragrance coming from Tang Anya's body, a trace of discomfort flashed across his face.