Chapter 676: Chapter 675: Curse Power
Ye Fan said, "I don’t understand what you mean. I know that if you remain in this world, you will only devour it and turn it into the territory of your Evil Clan!"
"Evil Clan? The Holy Clan destroyed the Evil Clan long ago! We are just shattered remnants, trying to eke out an existence here!" the Misfortune Pangolin retorted. "Young man, even if you are from the Holy Clan, you cannot be so arrogant! The power you contain causes me great pain, but you are still too weak. If we truly fight to the death, we will only end up destroying each other. In this place, both your Holy Clan and my Evil Clan are outsiders! Why must you make things difficult for me?"
"Leave! Do not disturb my slumber!" the Misfortune Pangolin shouted at Ye Fan.
Even something as powerful as the Misfortune Pangolin is backing down before Ye Fan? Is the white light from his body really that terrifying? Huang Ji thought, stunned.
Ye Fan then said, "And what if it must be a fight to the death?"
"Do you think I’m afraid of you?" the Misfortune Pangolin retorted.
It only dared to challenge Ye Fan because he was weak. If Ye Fan possessed Main God-level power, it wouldn’t be simply challenging him—it probably couldn’t even escape with its life.
At this, Ye Fan said, "I want to know about the conflict between the Holy Clan and the Evil Clan! If you don’t tell me the truth, then I’ll be forced to act!"
He threatened it, desperate to learn the secrets of the Holy and Evil Clans and discover where he truly came from. This was information only the Misfortune Pangolin could provide.
The Misfortune Pangolin laughed mockingly.
Huang Ji finally understood. Ye Fan hadn’t come for the Energy Ore Veins but to uncover the truth of his own origins. However, she was also curious about his background, so she said nothing and simply stood by his side.
The Misfortune Pangolin cackled, "You, a member of the Holy Clan, don’t even know your own origins? That’s the funniest joke I’ve ever heard! HAHAHA!"
At that, Ye Fan unleashed the light from his body. The Misfortune Pangolin felt as if it were being incinerated and howled in agony, wanting to fight Ye Fan to the death.
Ye Fan asked simply, "Will you talk or not?"
"I’ll talk! I’ll talk!" it howled back.
Ye Fan retracted the light, keeping just enough active to shield himself and Huang Ji. He knew the Evil Clan was treacherous; one could never lower their guard when facing them.
The Misfortune Pangolin began its tale. "Our Evil Clan were the lords of many realms and planes. So-called humans, demons, and devils were nothing but our food! We were the absolute rulers, but thirty thousand years ago, everything changed.
"Thirty thousand years ago, in his bid to attain the rank of Great Saint, our Clan Leader, the Evil Emperor, traveled to the center of the planes. He stole the Wordless Heavenly Scripture from the Holy Clan, hoping to use it to overcome his tribulation.
"Using the Wordless Heavenly Scripture, he did indeed break through and achieve the rank of Great Saint. That was the most glorious day for our Evil Clan, for we finally had a supreme expert among us.
"From then on, our Evil Clan should have been able to run rampant across the worlds without restraint. However, the Evil Emperor’s breakthrough to Great Saint also marked the beginning of our clan’s doom!
"A hundred years later, the Holy Clan’s vast army descended upon us. The Evil Emperor led our people to resist their forces, but alas, the Holy Clan was the Holy Clan. In that battle, our Evil Clan was almost completely annihilated, and the Evil Emperor himself was slain by the Holy Venerable of the Holy Clan."
At this, the Misfortune Pangolin roared, filled with bitterness and fury. "Countless beings of my clan fled in all directions! The Holy Clan destroyed our homes and slaughtered our families! And even after escaping, we must still endure your curse!
"Your Holy Clan has such a cruel heart! Now, we can only hide in these dark corners, wallowing in self-pity!"
Hearing this, Ye Fan sighed to himself. The Holy Clan is truly powerful. Even a clan like the Evil Clan, with a Great Emperor presiding over them, was hunted to this extent.
Suddenly, it burst into crazed laughter, startling both Ye Fan and Huang Ji.
Ye Fan asked, "What are you laughing about?"
"I’m laughing because the Holy Venerable ultimately perished as well! HAHAHA! Did you think your Holy Clan was invincible, capable of sweeping everything away?
"No! While you were busy slaughtering my Evil Clan, your arch-nemesis arrived! They launched a sneak attack on your heartlands!
"Your strongest experts went to meet the challenge, and you ultimately paid the price of the Holy Venerable’s death to expel your arch-nemesis. See? As strong as the Holy Clan is, there are still those who can put you in your place! For all your strength, you still had to retreat from the Central World!" it snarled at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan simply said, "Even at our weakest, crushing your Evil Clan is as easy as crushing an ant."
"NO!" the Misfortune Pangolin roared, utterly infuriated. It then shouted, "At least you can’t do anything to me!"
Ye Fan advanced step by step. Terrified, the Misfortune Pangolin retreated, not daring to let him get close, as his radiance was accelerating the relapse of its Curse Power.
Ye Fan declared, "Your Evil Clan has harmed countless peoples. You are the ones who truly deserve to die! You deserve to be hunted by the Holy Clan, left to wallow in self-pity in these gloomy corners, living a life without sunlight!"
"That’s enough!" it snapped. "You had better not push me! Now that I am in this world, your Holy Clan has no right to hunt me!"
"Is that so?" Ye Fan said. "I don’t think so."
The light within his body grew stronger and stronger, reaching an unparalleled intensity.
The Misfortune Pangolin howled, but even in its extreme pain, it showed no sign of surrendering.
Ye Fan was about to kill it, but at that moment, a bold and audacious plan formed in his mind. It was a thought others would never entertain, but it had just occurred to Ye Fan.
He said to the Misfortune Pangolin, "Pledge your allegiance to me, and I will spare your life!"
By now, he knew the Misfortune Pangolin was powerless against him, so he began to press his advantage. If it truly had a way to deal with him, it would have acted long ago. Everything was going just as he had predicted.
The Misfortune Pangolin spat, "Don’t even think about it! I would rather die than surrender to you, a member of the Holy Clan—the very clan that annihilated my people!"
However, this was precisely the kind of stubborn being Ye Fan wanted to subdue. Therefore, he said, "Since you will not surrender, then you leave me no other choice."
He unleashed his most intense light. The Misfortune Pangolin wailed as its body began to dissolve and melt, yet it still refused to surrender.
A stubborn one, indeed. Ye Fan thought. He decided that if it truly would not surrender, he would kill it then and there, letting the Curse Power finish it off.
"I... surrender!" the Misfortune Pangolin said weakly.
It only had half its life left, not nearly enough to maintain its defiance. No matter how much pride it had, under the direct threat of death, it had no other choice.
Comments