Chapter 791 Lan and the Source of the Tao
Wang Juefeng withdrew his sword and kicked the body of the Pangolin Demon Royal.
Bam!
The dead pangolin resumed its true form and its huge body crashed heavily before the camp of the Demon Clan. Blood gushed out, dyeing the ground and white snow red.
The sword in Wang Juefeng’s hand was a strange archean stone weapon that Ding Hao had found from the Fake God City, in the deepest part of the Sage Battlefield. It was impregnable and could break through the defense of Demons at the Demon Royal Realm.
Moreover, in the past three years, the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect also had the Divine Herb Garden, the mysterious crystal cave in the back mountain, and all kinds of elixir prescriptions left behind by Ding Hao. Since then, they had soared in strength every moment at the speed of light. Wang Juefeng used to be the disciple of the old monster Qi Qingshan, and his martial arts talent was amazing. Under such conditions, it was enough for him to transcend the Great Grandmaster Realm and reach the Martial Emperor Realm.
Killing a five or six-apertured Demon Royal was not difficult for Wang Juefeng, who was wielding an archean period stone weapon.
“Hahaha, who else wants to die?”
With his sword held horizontally in front of his chest, Wang Juefeng shouted pretentiously.
He would surely show off if he could. No one could do it better than him. This was one of the many silly certification rules this cynical teacher had set. Even if one was attacked by a sword at a precise moment, that person must chuckle happily at his predicament.
On the other side.
Prince Lan from the Heavenly Demon Temple frowned slightly.
So, there was really such a master from a small sect in Snow Province.
Of course, he merely frowned slightly.
He didn’t even look at the Pangolin Demon Royal’s corpse on the ground. With a gentle wave of his hand, a Demon expert beside him emitted demonic fire and burned the body into ashes.
Lan yawned gently.
The experts of the Demon Clan beside him all shivered in fear. This expression meant that the prince was losing his patience and beginning to get angry. Having followed this young master of the Heavenly Demon Temple for so many years, they knew his character well. If they did not kill the Human Clan quickly, they would also suffer once their Prince turned furious.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Figures flashed, and Demon Auras soared.
In an instant, the figures of several dozen Demon experts flashed, rushing toward Wang Juefeng with horrendous power.
“Shameless! How dare you bully us just because there are more of you!” Someone from the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect shouted.
On Lan’s face, there was a trace of lazy contempt and ridicule. Since they had more people with them, they should bully the Humans with their greater number. The Humans deserved to be bullied, with their fewer men. In this world, everything was decided by the power. No one had ever set a rule that you could not outnumber your foes in a fight.
Pathetic and stupid Humans.
Was there so-called fairness in this world?
“D*mn it, there are too many of them. I don’t want to play anymore…” Wang Juefeng, who was shouting “who else wants to die” just now, unhesitatingly admitted his cowardice at this moment. He took a step back and yelled. “Fan, I’ll leave them to you. Kill them all.”
Zhang Fan, who had been silent all this while, took a step forward and suddenly unsheathed his saber.
The huge black All Triumphant War Saber in his hand was as light as grass. He launched himself on his feet. There was a loud boom, and the ground under his feet cracked and subsided like a spider web. Zhang Fan instantly whizzed through the air and slashed out.
His saber radiance was like a bolt of refined autumn silk.
Their paths crossed.
Zhang Fan landed on the ground like a huge boulder, dragging his long saber.
The six Great Demon Royals also landed behind him at the same time, their bodies frozen on the spot as if they had been petrified.
Lan, who was lying lazily on the beautiful nude women acting his chair, suddenly had a dazzling light in his eyes. He stood up and stared fixedly at Zhang Fan with an extremely surprised expression.
The Demon experts beside him were also in an uproar.
There was a brief pause.
Squirt, squirt!
Blood spurted out, and the six Great Demon Royals whose bodies were frozen on the spot, suddenly split in two from their mid-brows down. The six figures became 12, severed apart. Their blood and internal organs burst out. They had all been killed, and even their divine souls could not escape.
Zhang Fan slowly exhaled a mouthful of foul air.
At this moment, the hunter boy, who was not very eye-catching, suddenly towered over them all. He was like a War God descending from the clouds who could not be looked in the eye.
The Supreme Kung Fu Devoted by Ten Emperors was a body cultivation technique. Even now, Zhang Fan’s Qi cultivation had not yet reached the Great Martial Mentor Realm. However, he had cultivated the Supreme Kung Fu Devoted by Ten Emperors to a horrifying degree. It did not mean just a simple increase in physical strength at the Martial Emperor Realm, but a brute power unleashed to its horrific extreme.
Nourished by the magical herbs and precious medicine from the Sage Battlefield, and aided by the elixir prescriptions especially left behind by Ding Hao to help Zhang Fan cultivate in martial arts, Zhang Fan’s strength had grown so fast in the past three years. Zhang Fan was also naturally compatible with the Supreme Kung Fu Devoted by Ten Emperors. No one in the whole Swordsmanship-seeking Sect could compare with him.
At this moment, even if Zhang Fan met an expert half a step away from the Martial Grand Emperor Realm, he might still be able to defeat him.
To him, these six Demon Royals at the medium cultivation level did not pose a threat at all.
“Interesting, how interesting. I didn’t expect there would be such a master in the small Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. It’s really surprising.” Lan slowly sat back on his seat and scrutinized Zhang Fan boldly. He raised a finger to point at the hunter boy and said, “Swear loyalty to me. Then I will spare your life today.”
Zhang Fan pointed with his long saber. A keen murderous intent gushed out in the direction that his blade was pointing. He said, “Get the hell out of here. Then I will spare your life today.”
“Unappreciative fool.” Lan smiled contemptuously and indifferently. “I merely think it very rare for a Human to reach your level of physical cultivation. Since you don’t know what’s good for you, you can die with the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect… The Source of the Tao, finish off these idiots.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
A middle-aged man with long silvery hair bowed his head, obeying his order.
He was burly and his long silvery hair was more dazzling than the snow drifting in the sky. His facial features were extremely strange. There was only a single eye under his silvery eyebrows that were linked together, more than five inches long. But he had six arms on his body.
The middle-aged man looked like a low-level Demon that had not fully evolved. But when he slightly released his power, the complexions of all the experts of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect opposite him instantly changed.
The horrible power radiated out like ripples, majestic and uncontrollable.
This was the unique power of a Demon Emperor.
This middle-aged man called the Source of the Tao was a true Demon Emperor.
He slowly walked out from beside Lan, without deliberately releasing his power. Some of the weaker experts of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect felt as if their bodies had been constrained by some power. It was difficult for them to move even a finger.
Wang Juefeng’s complexion also changed, and his whole body flashed with flaming Qi to resist this terrible oppressive power.
Zhang Fan snorted softly and slightly shook the long saber in his hand.
In an instant, his dazzling blade movements shattered the drifting snow in the sky. The experts in the Demon camp who were a little closer to him felt his saber wind assault their faces. Before they could react, they had been crushed into bloody foam.
Zhang Fan wanted to use his Saber Qi to crush the demonic power from the Source of the Tao.
But he did not achieve his intended effect.
“Even if you cultivate your physical strength to the full, you still shouldn’t display it on such a refined occasion.” The Source of the Tao shook his head gently. “You’re no match for me.”
“We won’t know until we fight.” Zhang Fan took a deep breath.
His body, which was not considered strong, suddenly swelled up. The muscles all over his body bulged as if they were being sculpted by a knife or an ax. His vigorous blood Qi surged out of his body like ocean waves. Pale red mists, like burning flames, scorched and swirled around his body.
“So, you held back your strength just now? But your power is still not enough.” Like a silver-haired God of Death, the Source of the Tao approached step by step and suddenly raised his hand.
A magnificent and irresistible demonic power surged out.
Zhang Fan blocked it with his saber.
Boom!
The hurricane-like energy waves dissipated.
Zhang Fan held the saber hilt in one hand and supported his blade with the other, resisting the demonic power with his All-Triumphant War Saber. His body could not help but retreat. Although his legs were digging firmly in the ground and his feet were like huge plows, he still left two deep furrow trails on the ground.
Blood trickled out of the corner of Zhang Fan’s mouth.
“Retreat.”
Zhang Fan turned his head to look at Wang Juefeng and the others, but he rushed toward the Source of the Tao like a tiger charging out of its cage.
Wang Juefeng looked calm and waved his hand. The people behind him slowly retreated, leaving the Demon Clan no chance to take advantage of the situation and start a slaughter.
The Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had grown stronger over the past three years. But three years was only a short time and they still lacked high-end combat capability. However, the mountain-defense formation that Ding Hao had set up before he left was extremely powerful, nourished by the purple abyss energy from under the amethyst cliff in the back mountain. Even a Demon Emperor presence had to suffer.
With the protection of the mountain-defense formation, the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect could hold on for at least ten days to half a month.
They had enough time.
Once the news spread, the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost would definitely not sit idly by. The Blue Cloud Sect, the Extermination Swordsmanship Sect, and other super sects of the Human Clan all had experts at Mirror Lake. Sooner or later, they would come to help.
Boom!
In the distance, loud and terrifying energy explosions could be heard.
Zhang Fan somersaulted in the air and flew back. He forcefully intercepted the attack of the Source of the Tao. The latter was injured again and spat out a jet of blood.
“Although I quite admire you, I can’t let you go since you offended Prince Lan.” The Source of the Tao moved like a bolt of lightning and followed Zhang Fan closely. He struck out with his palm, which turned into a wolf claw, attacking Zhang Fan’s chest.
Although Zhang Fan had been in disadvantage, he kept changing the movements of the long saber in his hand. They seemed like bolts of refined autumn silk scattering in the air.
Clang, clang, clang!
The wolf claw clashed with his saber, resounding with metallic clangs.
“I heard that the Jade-faced Asura, the Leader of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, is the most amazing woman in Snow Province. If the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect offers her to Prince Lan, your sect might be spared a complete massacre.” The Source of the Tao could not break through the saber radiance at the moment. He guffawed and taunted to provoke.
In the distance.
The young master of the Heavenly Demon Temple, who was reclining lazily on the naked women forming his chair, had an evil and cruel smile on his lips. He nodded thoughtfully. “A timely reminder from the Source of the Tao. It may indeed be interesting to humiliate a noble female sect leader of the Human Clan.”
Before his voice died away…
“Because of what you just said, you shall surely die today.”
A clear and stern voice suddenly rang out from a distance. The Demon Clan’s Demonic Pattern Formation in the void was severed by an extremely powerful sword radiance. The silver radiance flashed, and the air suddenly turned cold. Before anyone could react, there was a blur before their eyes. More than a dozen figures suddenly appeared between the two camps.
