Chapter 599: Chapter 381: Half-Step Martial Saint
Wei Fan stood in the void, his hair dancing wildly. Not a single one of the twelve Demon Kings could stand against him; all were killed in an instant. Even when Wei Fan gave them the chance to join forces, they could only force out a fraction of his power.
"So fierce!"
"Beiding Continent has produced such a formidable figure!"
"No wonder the Northern Guardian King told us not to leave the city to assist; if we went, we’d only be a burden."
"With the assets of a Martial Saint, I’m sure that in just three to five years, as long as he doesn’t fall, Wei Fan will surely become a Saint."
"Nonsense, if such a Demon can’t become a Saint, then how many others in the world can?!"
"Zilan Sect, Fire Cloud Cave, and the Demon Fiends all want to kill him. Who knows if he’ll live to become a Saint."
...
The entire Yun Jin City was in an uproar, everyone watching Wei Fan’s figure in shock.
"What a pity, we still can’t see his full power!"
Feng Hua shook her head quietly. Being so powerful, Wei Fan is arguably the strongest in the Martial King Realm. Whether it’s one Demon King or ten, it makes no difference to Wei Fan; they simply can’t force out his real power.
Moreover, the Demon Race clearly underestimated Wei Fan. Although they had dispatched Demon Kings to deal with him, they lacked even a combined battle array. It wouldn’t matter if there were twelve or a hundred Demon Kings; without a combined formation, killing them all was only a matter of time.
No matter how many attacks an ordinary Demon King launched, it was useless if they couldn’t break through his defense.
"His power can be described as Half-Step Martial Saint!"
Feng Hua’s beautiful eyes shone with different lights. Even a Martial King wielding a Holy Soldier could be defeated by Wei Fan at this moment. Without the emergence of a Martial Saint, there is almost no one in Beiding Continent who could match Wei Fan.
[Slain Five-Colored Demon Bull Demon King, gained 100,000 years of Ordinary Power, 900 years of Martial King’s Power]
[Slain Dragon Horned Deer Demon King, gained 100,000 years of Ordinary Power, 900 years of Martial King’s Power]
[Slain Golden Kirin Crocodile, gained 100,000 years of Ordinary Power, 900 years of Martial King’s Power]
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[Ordinary Power: 1.92 million years]
[Martial King’s Power: 24,800 years]
As the surging power calmed down, Wei Fan glanced casually at the panel. His attention wasn’t on the panel but within his body, on the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell.
A ripple, perceivable only by him, spread through the surrounding void, sweeping over the places where he had slain the Demon Kings, seemingly capturing the marks dissipating into the heavens and earth.
Light flowed on the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell, vibrating and humming. One by one, the shadows of the slain Demon Kings appeared: Golden Kirin Crocodile, Qilin Ape Demon King, Five-Colored Demon Bull Demon King...
As these shadows emerged, the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell rapidly elevated, its aura becoming more profound and mystical. Within a short period, with such an increase in Demon King marks, the Three-legged Golden Crow and the Tiger Soul and Dragon Soul showed a clear surge in spirituality, hovering above a sea of shadows, yearning for more shadows to appear.
"When will I ever gather enough for ten thousand marks..." Wei Fan felt somewhat helpless.
At this moment, the number of shadows on the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell was already twenty-seven, all of King Level strength. Yet, between twenty-seven and ten thousand, the gap was like heaven and earth.
Sweeping with Will Power, he took in all the Demon King corpses and scattered Divine Soldiers. To him, top-level Martial King Divine Soldiers were no different from scrap metal; he could crush them with ease.
However, he still collected them. These items could be sold for Spirit Crystals, though they weren’t worth much. Of course, when the Dao Collapse concludes and he returns to the Wilderness, they could be gifts to old friends.
Wei Fan looked into the distance, proclaiming loudly, "Listen, Demon Fiends. I will remain here for three days. I’m giving you a chance to dispatch experts to kill me!"
There were still plenty of remnants of the Demon Army scattered among the mountains and forests. He knew these words would reach the ears of powerful tribes like the Qilin Ape. Rather than seeking out enemies, why not let them come to their deaths?
After displaying such invincible strength, the Demon Fiends would surely be eager to kill him.
"Isn’t he afraid the Demon Race will bring out their Holy Soldiers to kill him?"
Everyone was shocked; they didn’t expect Wei Fan, after having slain so many Demon Kings, to continue provoking the Demon Fiends.
"You’re forgetting that Wei Fan still has that terrifying Profound Yellow Tripod. So what if the Demon Race brings out their Holy Soldiers?" someone reminded.
In terms of weapons, Wei Fan feared none.
A Martial King shook his head. "You’re wrong. His Profound Yellow Tripod may be reputed to be not weaker than Holy Soldiers, but it’s still not a Holy Soldier. The extent to which he wields the Profound Yellow Tripod’s power is its limit, not the limit of a Holy Soldier. A wooden saber and an iron saber can both cut through tofu, but that doesn’t make a wooden saber as powerful as an iron saber.
If the Demon Race brings out Holy Soldiers, his Profound Yellow Tripod would definitely be shattered.
It’s not that his Profound Yellow Tripod is on par with Holy Soldiers, but that Martial Kings can only wield part of a Holy Soldier’s power. In a true battle, only a Holy Soldier can counter a Holy Soldier."
Feng Hua glanced back towards Yun Jin City. These Martial Kings simply had no idea how strong Wei Fan truly was. What she was eager to see was how many moves Wei Fan could exchange with a Martial Saint. If Demon Kings wielding Holy Soldiers could kill Wei Fan, how could he dare to so brazenly provoke the Demon Race?
Suddenly, her pupils contracted. She saw ripples in the void behind Wei Fan, a nearly transparent long sword appearing, quickly stabbing towards the back of Wei Fan’s head.
"Black Nether Assassin!"
Feng Hua instantly realized that only the Black Nether, that detestable assassin organization, could have such terrifying Concealing Body Technique. Only they had the capability to forge such assassination-specialized Divine Soldiers.
Furthermore, the assassin’s timing was perfect. Perhaps they had been there all along but chose not to strike during Wei Fan’s battle with the Demon Kings, instead waiting until the battle was over and Wei Fan was off guard to launch their attack.
"Be careful..."
She opened her mouth to warn Wei Fan, only to find that Wei Fan had already turned around at the first moment, gripping the nearly transparent Divine Sword as if with iron-clamped fingers.
"I’ve long since detected you, didn’t expect you to still dare strike at me in this situation!" Wei Fan’s expression was as calm as a still well.
Having become a Peak Martial King, with Body Refining Cultivation and True Essence Cultivation intertwining, he had elevated not only his power but also significantly enhanced his Primordial Spirit, becoming sharper than ever before.
This Black Nether Assassin’s concealment methods were astonishing, exposing almost no trace, but Wei Fan’s Spiritual Sense had long since improved dramatically, detecting a faint killing intent. Even though his eyes couldn’t see the person, he understood that it was Black Nether’s assassin.
His fingers exerted force, pulling out a figure from the void, revealing a pale-faced man before his eyes.
"You detected me long ago? How is that possible..." The pale face was full of deep astonishment.
Wei Fan not only discovered him hiding nearby but even knew his exact location, otherwise, it wouldn’t have been possible to react in an instant and seize his weapon, requiring a terrifying level of spiritual sense to feel his killing intent.
Black Nether Organization is feared precisely because their assassination techniques are unmatched, and their concealment methods are almost undetectable.
"Nothing is impossible!"
Wei Fan exerted force again, causing the Black Nether assassin’s body to involuntarily draw closer.
In the next moment, the Black Nether assassin released the sword’s hilt, disappearing into the void, just like a drop of water vanishing into the ocean.
Wei Fan’s eyes showed a peculiar look; this body technique was truly magical, and no one but the Black Nether assassins could perform it.
"Wei Fan, don’t be complacent. I’ve failed, but my assassination technique isn’t the strongest in Black Nether. Having killed two Black Nether assassins, more skilled assassins will come looking for you!"
The Black Nether assassin’s voice echoed from all directions, with no identifiable source.
Black Nether’s failures aren’t rare, but their assassins, even in the event of failed assassinations, typically can retreat without harm due to their superior concealment techniques. Yet, here, Wei Fan had killed two assassins for whom the organization had paid a heavy price to train.
This was both a disgrace and a provocation to Black Nether, even if those who commissioned the assassination wanted to let it go, Black Nether wouldn’t rest, or else their authority would be questioned.
"You think you can escape?"
Wei Fan’s eyes burst with brilliance as his Primordial Spirit in the Sea of Consciousness opened its eyes, pushing Spiritual Sense to the limit.
"Your emotions are unstable, with intense fluctuations in your Heart Spirit; your invisibility is useless against me!"
His eyes couldn’t see the Black Nether assassin’s figure, but relying on Spiritual Sense, he struck a fist towards a spot in the void.
"Boom!"
The void shuddered and rippled, then the vanished figure of the Black Nether assassin reappeared, with much of his body shattered.
This Black Nether assassin’s body technique was astonishing, but his own strength wasn’t strong; many Peak Martial Kings could kill him in a direct confrontation.
"You..."
The pale face was filled with pain mixed with dread; Wei Fan hadn’t lied—his Concealing Body Technique was completely ineffective, unable even to escape.
"Tell me, who in Black Nether ordered your kill on me?"
His Will Power surged, and as Wei Fan grabbed at the void, the Black Nether assassin’s body flew over, his head gripped by Wei Fan’s fingers, dangling like a chick in his hand.
He didn’t use the Soul-Searching Technique, but instead attempted to use extraordinary Will Power to hypnotize the assassin’s Heart Spirit. Now that his Primordial Spirit had advanced further, perhaps he could hypnotize an expert of this level.
"It was..."
The assassin’s eyes briefly went blank, almost revealing who had placed the order with Black Nether for Wei Fan’s assassination.
But in the next moment, a terrifying force exploded inside the assassin’s head, blasting it apart with a boom.
Wei Fan attempted to suppress this force, but found it ineffective; instead, his powerful Will Power first crushed the assassin’s Primordial Spirit.
Blood mixed with brain matter sprayed out; his Will Power swept through like a storm, scattering the blood.
"Dead!"
His brows furrowed; he hadn’t used the Soul-Searching Technique, yet even after hypnotizing the Black Nether assassin, his question touched upon a taboo, triggering Black Nether’s self-protective mechanisms to prevent secret leaks.
Invisible ripples emerged, and the shadow of the dead Black Nether assassin appeared on the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell.
"Wei Fan counter-killed the Black Nether assassin?"
"An incredible feat; in that situation, any ordinary Saint Son might have been killed—I truly don’t know how he detected it."
"From what it sounds like, this isn’t Wei Fan’s first encounter with a Black Nether assassination."
"Trouble is brewing; who could be so despicable as to hire Black Nether assassins for Wei Fan’s murder!"
Above Yun Jin City, the Human Race Martial Kings were shocked; having evaded a Black Nether assassination and counter-killed the assassin was a rare event even in the Five Great Domains—truly a remarkable deed.
Some, of course, worried for Wei Fan; while he’d escaped this time, what about the next?
Black Nether has intimidated the Five Great Domains for years, their methods impossible to fathom; they’ve assassinated many Martial Saints and Demon Saints.
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