Chapter 602: Chapter 384: War Erupts, Green Flame Sea-Covering Staff
After spending half a day, Wei Fan had already cleared out all the Demon Fiends within a thousand-mile radius outside Yun Jin City.
In fact, after he slew twelve Golden Kirin Crocodile Demon Kings, the nearby Demon Fiends had almost all fled. Only the Dragon Turtle Demon King, self-proclaimed as the first Demon King of the Beiding Continent, thought Wei Fan dared not trouble him and thus was slain by Wei Fan.
On a mountain peak outside Yun Jin City, Wei Fan started a fire, setting up a large pot, and began adding various spirit medicines and ingredients into it.
Feng Hua was somewhat stunned: "Are you really going to stew the Dragon Turtle Demon King? It has a bounty in the Demon Hunter Organization, and bringing it back could exchange for thousands of spirit crystals!"
She thought Wei Fan was joking earlier, never imagining he was serious.
"No problem, bringing back the turtle shell can still claim the bounty. Besides, so many people saw it; everyone knows I killed the Dragon Turtle Demon King, the Demon Hunter Organization won’t deny the account."
Those cases where you need to bring back the body to claim the bounty are because it’s necessary to verify that you’ve truly slain the Demon King on the bounty list. The Dragon Turtle’s shell is quite recognizable; you could say it’s the only Dragon Turtle in the Beiding Continent; the Demon Hunter Organization wouldn’t dare to renege on the account.
And because of his challenge to the Demon Race in Yun Jin City, quite a few Martial Kings came from elsewhere to witness the fight; many could attest to his slaying of the Dragon Turtle Demon King.
Taking out the Divine Sword of the Black Nether Assassin, Wei Fan then took out the body of the Dragon Turtle Demon King and began bleeding it. Although it had been dead for quite a while, the Dragon Turtle Demon King’s blood hadn’t solidified but instead emitted a faint light and had a fragrant scent.
Having not cultivated a Holy Skill, solely relying on its powerful bloodline talent to become the first Demon King of Beiding Continent, it’s imaginable how potent the Dragon Turtle Demon King’s bloodline was. Even a random drop of blood would be a treasure for an ordinary Martial Artist, capable of tempering the physical body and enhancing the origin.
If given to a potent Alchemist, they could definitely refine strong spirit medicine.
"Is that... the Dragon Turtle Demon King?"
"Wei Fan killed the first Demon King of Beiding Continent?"
"He’s become the strongest under the Martial Saint of Beiding Continent!"
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Initially, the Martial Kings in Yun Jin City were puzzled by Wei Fan’s act of starting a fire and setting up a pot. Once they saw Wei Fan pull out a Dragon Turtle and began bleeding it, everyone instantly recognized it as the Dragon Turtle Demon King.
Wei Fan had slain the Dragon Turtle Demon King, meaning he had replaced the Dragon Turtle Demon King’s position, becoming the strongest under the Saint Realm in Beiding Continent.
"Brother Wei is truly fierce!"
Yang Tao was greatly moved. He had been closely following Wei Fan’s movements outside Yun Jin City, along with all the arriving Martial Kings, hovering above Yun Jin City, waiting for strong Demon Race members to come and kill Wei Fan.
Because today was exactly the third day set by Wei Fan’s deadline, if the Demon Race dared to attempt against Wei Fan, a great battle was surely going to happen today.
"Why doesn’t Brother Yang come over for a drink?"
The turtle soup was ready, and Wei Fan took out spirit wine, sending an invitation to Yang Tao in Yun Jin City.
The Dragon Turtle Demon King looked large, but after removing the massive turtle shell, there wasn’t much meat left; just one pot was enough to stew it all.
Yang Tao, without courtesy, came by walking in the air, drawing envious glances from countless people.
Meat from the first Demon King of Beiding Continent is not something an average person can eat. Although the Yang Family had suffered due to Wei Fan, repeatedly targeted by the Demon Race, as long as Wei Fan doesn’t fall, no one in Beiding Continent dares to excessively target the Yang Family.
Additionally, with the talent exhibited by Wei Fan, becoming a Saint shouldn’t be too big of a challenge. Once Wei Fan becomes a Saint, the Yang Family’s status will naturally rise with the tide.
The three of them sat down, drinking wine and eating meat, refining essence qi.
After a short while, Yang Tao felt his cultivation had significantly progressed, his origin becoming robust: "The Dragon Turtle Demon King has been entrenched outside Yun Jin City for many years, and I’ve always worried about him capturing and eating me, but never thought I’d be the one eating him instead."
He couldn’t help but sigh; having the first Demon King of Beiding Continent living outside Yun Jin City, it’s naturally impossible not to feel fear. However, the Dragon Turtle Demon King knew his limits and dared not act against someone like him, who commanded the frontier army.
"Brother Wei and Miss Feng Hua’s cultivation is indeed unfathomable!"
For someone like him, a peak Martial King, there weren’t many things that could enhance his cultivation. Yet after a meal of Dragon Turtle meat, he only felt essence qi coursing through his body, his qi blood surging.
But in contrast, Wei Fan and Feng Hua showed no reaction at all. Wei Fan’s reaction was expected, given he had slain the Dragon Turtle Demon King, but even Feng Hua, this woman, was as unfathomable as Wei Fan.
Wei Fan stood up: "Brother Yang, return to the city; those beasts are probably arriving!"
He sensed a murderous aura permeating the world, and Feng Hua also seemed to sense something, turning her head to look into the distance.
"Thank you, Brother Wei, for your hospitality!"
Yang Tao felt nothing but quickly departed upon hearing the words, without any intention to help.
He’s just an ordinary peak Martial King; Wei Fan’s battles require at least a Saint Child Level practitioner to intervene. Without a fighting strength reaching the Broken Void Level, one wouldn’t even count as cannon fodder.
"This time, I should be able to kill to my heart’s content; these beasts dare to come, who knows what backup plans they have prepared!"
Wei Fan’s battle intent flared up, and to prevent massive destruction of the earth later, he began ascending into the sky.
A little while later, the oppressive aura wasn’t only felt by Wei Fan; the surrounding Martial Kings who came to watch the battle could also sense it.
"How many Demon Kings have actually come!"
Martial Kings couldn’t help but be moved; even before seeing the Demon Kings, the terrifying killing intent had already spread.
"There shouldn’t be many Demon Kings. With Wei Fan’s combat prowess, without special means, any number of Demon Kings coming is just courting death. I think they must be deploying Holy Soldiers."
"Can Wei Fan, who can slay the Dragon Turtle Demon King, withstand Holy Soldiers?"
Holy Soldiers are the Holy Sect’s greatest trump card. As long as they have Holy Soldiers, even without a Martial Saint, the Holy Sect can persist. When facing powerful enemies, just deploying Holy Soldiers can slay them.
In Beiding Continent, unless one also possesses Holy Soldiers, no Martial King can withstand them.
"If he can perform as brilliantly as the ancestor of Xuanyuan Peak did in past years, he should be able to withstand Holy Soldiers. Legend has it the ancestor of Xuanyuan Peak faced off one move against a Martial Saint at the Peak Martial King level and survived.
The Martial Saint couldn’t kill the ancestor of Xuanyuan Peak with one move. Withstanding Holy Soldiers shouldn’t be a big issue; it just depends on how much Wei Fan compares to the ancestor of Xuanyuan Peak."
Everyone was anticipating this great battle. The Demon Race dared to confront Wei Fan, so they must have made thorough preparations.
Gradually, fierce winds began to blow, trees loudly rustled, and at the horizon’s end, a black line appeared, rapidly enlarging.
After a while, everyone finally saw it wasn’t a black line; it was a boundless black cloud surging and spreading, with rampant roars emanating from within.
Wei Fan didn’t hesitate and directly charged toward the boundless black cloud.
The Demon Race wants to kill him; it may not require many Demon Kings, but there are definitely not just one or two Holy Soldiers.
Once the Demon Fiends go all out in deploying Holy Soldiers, the nearby Yun Jin City could very likely be affected and razed.
"Boom!"
Qi Blood as strong as a dragon burst forth from above his head, piercing the sky, breaking through the clouds. The strong momentum was intimidating, confronting the aura emanating from the boundless black cloud.
"Wei Fan, you have killed many of our Demon Race’s Demon Kings and dared to issue challenges. Today you will certainly die!"
From within the boundless black cloud came a resounding shout, golden light pierced through the cloud, vaguely revealing terrifying figures—a towering, burly Five-Colored Demon Bull, a Dragon-Horned Deer standing on its limbs, and a Qilin Ape roaring to the sky.
Mighty Qi Blood pierced through the black cloud, soared into the sky, and for a moment it seemed like heaven and earth had many pillars supporting them.
Counting carefully, these columns of Qi Blood were precisely fifteen, signifying the Demon Race dispatched fifteen Demon Kings to kill Wei Fan.
Judging by the scale of Qi Blood, all fifteen Demon Kings were Peak Demon Kings, not some Demon Kings clinging to life after failing to break into the Saint Realm.
"They dare to invest such a cost; aren’t they afraid of Brother Wei killing them all!"
Yang Tao’s eyes gleamed with a sharp light.
Peak Demon Kings, even a strong family like the Five-Colored Demon Bull doesn’t have many. Not only are they deterrent power, but also potential reserve forces meant for breaking into the Saint Realm after Dao Collapse ends. If Wei Fan were to kill them all, even a powerful race like the Five-Colored Demon Bull couldn’t bear such a loss.
The Demon Fiends value bloodline purity. Apart from cultivating War Generals, they almost never marry outside their race. Additionally, the stronger the bloodline, the harder it is to reproduce; not to mention the danger of dying when attempting to enter Saint Realm. Therefore, even strong races like the Five-Colored Demon Bull have a small population, only two or three hundred, as each clan member can cultivate to Demon King Ninth Layer.
Two or three hundred may sound like a lot, but for a demon saint race that has existed for thousands or tens of thousands of years, it’s actually very few; losing even one is a significant loss.
If these fifteen Peak Demon Kings were to fall here, these three races would definitely suffer, since Wei Fan had already slaughtered many members before.
"Boom!"
After a thundering noise, a colossal staff shadow entwined with green flames swept out from the black cloud, carrying the momentum of splitting heaven and earth, charging toward Wei Fan.
The terrifying fluctuation of the Holy Soldier surged; in an instant, the heavens crumbled, the mountains shattered and sank, and the void exploded like a mirror.
"It’s the Green Flame Sea-Covering Staff, the Holy Soldier of the Qilin Ape Race!"
"These beasts indeed came carrying Holy Soldiers, and we can’t tell how many Holy Soldiers they’ve brought!"
"How could an ordinary Martial King unleash Holy Soldiers to this extent? Could it be the Demon Race has brought a Demon Saint?"
A Martial King from the Human Race revealed a look of alarm; even across dozens of miles, the fluctuations from the Holy Soldiers made him feel appalled, and he couldn’t help but suspect the possibility of a Demon Saint.
This isn’t impossible; with Wei Fan being such a demon and provoking the Demon Race, a Demon Saint lowering his dignity to kill a Martial King is very likely.
They all understood that if Wei Fan didn’t fall, the Human Race in Beiding Continent would certainly have another Martial Saint in the future; surely the Demon Race Demon Saint couldn’t overlook this.
The Demon Race loves to eliminate the prodigies of the Human Race; it’s said the ancestor of Xuanyuan Peak disappeared for years, avoiding assassination by the Demon Saints.
Yang Tao said solemnly, "It’s impossible for a Demon Saint to come here; all the Demon Saints in Beiding Continent have gone to the Wilderness. If a Demon Saint were present, there’d be no need to deploy Holy Soldiers to kill anyone; these beasts should be using battle arrays to forcefully augment their power, causing the Holy Soldiers to explode with such might."
His heart was in his throat, involving Holy Soldiers; he also didn’t know if Wei Fan could slaughter this group of Demon Kings.
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