msmithbooks Chapter 537 - 319: Losing Control Upon Facing a Demon Fiend? Fourth Realm of Martial King
Chapter 537 - 319: Losing Control Upon Facing a Demon Fiend? Fourth Realm of Martial King
"Reveal your true form; I don’t enjoy eating you in your human shape!"
Everyone was dumbfounded hearing Wei Fan’s words. He had already tortured the poor creature so ruthlessly, yet he was still making demands.
"The Little Bull King has fallen!"
"Since when did such a ruthless person appear on the Beiding Continent? That’s the young son of the Five-Colored Demon Bull Ox King."
"This beast has so humiliated our Demon Race, it’s simply seeking death."
On the stage carved from a mountain peak, one side belonged to the Human Race’s Linyao City, and the other was the Demon Territory.
The three great demon kings—Niu Jiang, the Dragon-Horned Deer, and the Snake Demon—came to sweep across the Human Race. Not only were there strong warriors from the Human Race watching, but on the other side of the mountain, there were also many demons spectating.
At this moment, seeing Wei Fan treat Niu Jiang in such a manner left those demons feeling chilling cold throughout their bodies.
"The Snake Demon is about to be slain, and that woman is also a terrifying figure!"
Someone suddenly shouted.
Wei Fan was too overpowering, crushing Niu Jiang in an instant and stealing all the attention, leaving almost no one to focus on Feng Hua’s battle with the Demon King Seventh Layer Snake Demon.
Yet she was equally fierce, her attacks as domineering as ever. At this moment, she had already forced out the Snake Demon’s true form, a serpent dozens of feet long, its body broken in the middle, its wings being torn off alive.
She, too, didn’t rush to kill the Snake Demon but tortured it instead. In the end, she imitated Wei Fan, skewering the Snake Demon with a long spear and roasting it over the fire.
"You beasts, is there anyone else willing to come and die?"
She arrogantly gazed in the direction of the demons, as the intense flames kept the Snake Demon wailing miserably.
The demon side fell into a dead silence; no one dared to step forward.
The Snake Demon she slew wasn’t an ordinary demon but a Winged Serpent with a powerful bloodline. Since even a Winged Serpent was beaten to death, who would dare step onto the stage?
"These two are so strong, even the average Saint Son from the Holy Sect might not be able to match them!"
"Finally vented some anger!"
"It’s a pity no one went to slaughter that Dragon-Horned Deer; otherwise, it would have been perfect!"
"How dare the Zilan Sect offer a bounty against such figures."
...
The strong warriors of the Human Race were discussing, regretting that while two of the three great demon kings were dead, there was no one suitable among Wei Fan’s group to slaughter the Dragon-Horned Deer.
"Release the Little Bull King and the Winged Serpent Demon King, and our Demon Race will concede!"
Suddenly, a deep-toned Great Demon surfaced in the sky, its scarlet eyes staring towards Wei Fan.
This was a Five-Colored Demon Bull, entirely black, its cultivation at the Demon King Ninth Layer, its aura like an abyss or sea; it should be the guardian of Niu Jiang.
As the young son of the Ox King of the Five-Colored Demon Bull Race, Niu Jiang’s status was noble, and having a guardian was not unusual.
Yet, even so, it did not dare rashly charge onto the stage to save Niu Jiang because there were strong human warriors on the other side as well.
"Who do you think you are, thinking conceding is enough?"
Wei Fan cut off a piece of roasted beef from Niu Jiang, devouring it with spirit wine.
"Old fool, if you want a fight, I’ll accompany you!"
Gu Qing soared into the sky, his aura at the Martial King Ninth Layer sweeping like a mighty wave: "If you want to fight, then come over here! Using the Demon Race to scare people, is there something wrong with your brain?"
Niu Jiang hadn’t been tortured enough, so how could he let these demons threaten Wei Fan at this moment?
"If the Demon Race wants to start a war, then hurry up; if not, stop blabbering."
Another Human Race expert at the Martial King Ninth Layer floated in the air, unafraid of battle.
Wei Fan had just vented some anger for the Human Race, and now everyone supported him.
Niu Jiang’s guardian’s expression turned grim, ultimately not daring to start a fight. His blood-red eyes were just fixed on Wei Fan.
"You two-legged sheep, if you have the guts, come fight me; I’ll kill you one by one!"
The Dragon-Horned Deer’s eyes were bloodshot; both its companions had been pierced by long spears, roasting over the fire, their heart-wrenching screams piercing into his heart spirit.
His eyes were red, only wanting to kill a few people to vent his anger and boost the demons’ morale.
As he spoke, he tore off a large leg from the fire rack before him, defiantly taking large bites.
"Beast, you’re courting death!"
"Both your companions are dead, and you still dare to provoke us!"
"Just wait, soon enough someone will come to kill you too!"
...
The Dragon-Horned Deer’s actions reignited the anger of the Human Race warriors who had originally felt vindicated, yet as before, like before, they were at a loss regarding dealing with him.
At the level of the Demon King Fifth Layer, none of the present Human Race strongmen were his match. Going up would just fall into the Dragon-Horned Deer’s provocation.
Wei Fan’s eyes turned cold: "You court death!"
"I’ll send you on your way, and then I’ll slaughter it."
Niu Jiang roared, "You dare..."
Boom!
In Niu Jiang’s desperate gaze, Wei Fan raised his palm and struck down, instantly shattering Niu Jiang’s skull, causing it to burst open and die, revealing its massive true form.
"Boy, you’re dead; the Five-Colored Demon Bull Race swears to kill you."
Niu Jiang’s guardian’s eyes were bloodshot, incredulous that Wei Fan suddenly stopped torturing the Little Bull King.
"Why kill so suddenly?"
"Why not torment him a while longer!"
"That damned beast got off easy!"
...
The human warriors were perplexed, feeling that Niu Jiang should have been tormented longer. Only Feng Hua’s eyes flickered, roughly guessing what Wei Fan was planning.
"He wants to kill that Dragon-Horned Deer; why does he lose control whenever he encounters a Demon Fiend!"
She was the only one who truly understood Wei Fan, knowing that once Wei Fan met a Demon Fiend, he would often act recklessly.
Wei Fan had likely slaughtered the Five-Colored Demon Bull to go to another arena and kill the Dragon-Horned Deer. But that Dragon-Horned Deer was no ordinary creature; Wei Fan and the Deer were two small realms apart. Even though he had the strength to crush the Five-Colored Demon Bull, it would be dangerous against the Deer.
[Slaughtered Niu Jiang, acquired 100,000 Ordinary Power, 300 years of Martial King’s Power]
[Ordinary Power: 630,000 years]
[Martial King’s Power: 1000 years]
Wei Fan glanced at the panel; a thousand years of Martial King’s Power should be enough to break through to the Fourth Realm of the Martial King.
He took out all the Spirit Crystals from himself and from Niu Jiang’s Storage Gourd, then sat down.
"Is he going to cultivate? Break through on the spot and then slaughter the Dragon-Horned Deer?"
Feng Hua’s eyes widened. It had only been ten days, and Wei Fan was on the verge of a breakthrough again?
If he truly could break through, given Wei Fan’s strength, leaping a minor realm to kill the Dragon-Horned Deer shouldn’t be a problem. Even if he couldn’t kill it, self-preservation would be guaranteed.
"Indeed, with his terrifying talent, ten days is more than enough to break through to the Fourth Realm of the Martial King."
Having spent some time with Wei Fan, she began to adapt to his demonic talent, believing without a doubt that Wei Fan would breakthrough.
She knew Wei Fan in detail, from his rise in fame in Su City to his current status in the Third Layer of Martial King, which took just over a year.
The so-called Martial Kings under twenty from the Five Great Domains couldn’t compare to Wei Fan.
Those under twenty started growing up soaked in various Spirit Medicines, beginning cultivation in their teens, with elders finding them top-tier spirit medicines for foundation-building.
But Wei Fan didn’t start touching Martial Arts until he inherited the position from his constable father, who died accidentally at seventeen.
So, Wei Fan’s actual cultivation time wasn’t even two years.
Yet the so-called twenty-and-under Martial Kings of the Five Great Domains had been cultivating for over a decade. They’re simply not in the same league.
"What’s he doing?"
"Taking out so many Spirit Crystals, is he about to break through?"
"It seems so. Perhaps the previous battle against the Little Bull King of the Five-Colored Demon Bull Race cleared his thoughts and allowed him to touch on the aura of breakthrough."
...
Everyone watched Wei Fan on the arena, puzzled. Typically, someone ready to break through would at least prepare for a few days in a safe place with guardians. But Wei Fan intended to break through on the arena itself, undeterred by the prospect of Demon Fiends jumping in to interrupt him.
"It’s just for show. I’d kill anyone who dares hop in!"
Wei Fan was indeed preparing for a breakthrough but not relying on his own ability. It was through the panel that he planned to manage. The pile of Spirit Crystals was merely a cover.
In reality, he only needed to trick Feng Hua. The rest saw no anomaly as they couldn’t discern when he actually broke through the Second Layer of Martial King.
As his mind moved, the panel started flickering.
[With one year of Martial King’s Power, you begin to prepare for the breakthrough to the Fourth Realm of the Martial King, amassing many Spirit Crystals...]
As the panel flickered, the insights of the Third Layer of Martial King flooded his mind, with the Scripture of the Three Emperors crazily revolving in his body.
Boom!
His aura surged, the terrifying power shattering the Spirit Crystals around him into pure heaven and earth essence qi, which exploded outward.
In the next moment, his body became like a bottomless pit, madly absorbing the almost liquid-like essence qi.
Nearly the essence qi of ten thousand Spirit Crystals surged like a vast ocean. Even his body wasn’t able to absorb it all at once, so his Will Power firmly contained it around him.
"Using Spirit Crystals as an aid indeed saves a lot of Martial King’s Power!"
He could distinctly feel his power increase at a speed far surpassing that of using only Martial King’s Power for breakthrough. Though part of the disguise, it was truly conserving Martial King’s Power.
When breaking through to the Third Layer of Martial King, he discovered that after his main Heart Method changed to the Scripture of the Three Emperors, the required Martial King’s Power for each layer increased from five hundred years to a thousand years.
"His aura is starting to rise, truly breaking through?" Zhi Hua’s red lips parted with a gape, unable to close.
Is this the Demon that Feng Hua found? It’s indeed terrifying, no wonder she said those things. Becoming an ally to such a person means that, after a transitional period, one could take full advantage.
Just like this time, Wei Fan slaughtered the Five-Colored Demon Bull, and Feng Hua killed the Winged Serpent. Though they did not partake in the battles directly, due to it being a group mission, they could also earn some merits.
"Not good, if Demon Fiends challenge him at this time, it’ll be troublesome. Wei Fan is being reckless!" Gu Ziqin and his friends didn’t share Zhi Hua’s optimism.
This was the arena of Linyao City, and Demon Fiends did not respect martial ethics. If given a chance to slay Wei Fan, they wouldn’t miss it.
Sure enough, as soon as they had such thoughts, the voice of the Little Bull King’s Guardian Bull resounded:
"Go. He is in breakthrough — his weakest moment. Whoever kills him to avenge the Little Bull King, the Five-Colored Demon Bull Race will cover all resources for cultivation to Demon King Ninth Layer, and even request the Ox King to enlighten the mysteries of breaking through to Demon Saint."
"I’ll slay him to avenge the Little Bull King!"
Great rewards inspire courageous men; immediately a Demon King of the Third Layer flew up, charging toward Wei Fan on the arena.
Wei Fan in peak condition he dared not provoke, but in breakthrough mode, Wei Fan held no such concerns. Just a slight disturbance could leave Wei Fan dead or severely injured.
During a breakthrough, interruptions were not allowed; otherwise, everyone wouldn’t enter secret rooms or seek powerful guardians. It’s all because the power is in full operation during breakthroughs, the Primordial Spirit focused internally, ignoring external matters, let alone engaging in battle.