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"Who exactly are you?"

A few little demons pursuing the human cultivator wore expressions as if they had seen a ghost, terrified beyond measure.

From the aura emanating from Ye Fan, he seemed like nothing more than an early Lord Realm cultivator, almost indistinguishable from the human cultivator they were chasing.

However—

With a mere raise of his hand, Ye Fan had slain three of their companions, whose powers were comparable to theirs.

To them, the human cultivator before them, being able to effortlessly kill their companions, could easily kill them too.

Especially the little demon whose Spiritual Treasure was crushed with a single finger by Ye Fan, now appeared deathly pale, completely losing their previous arrogance, wilted like an eggplant struck by frost.

"I am Ye Fan, the one you’re looking for!"

Ye Fan was filled with an intense killing aura, like a Killing God, looking down at the little demons in front of him.

"Boom!"

The little demons’ minds were instantly hit as if by thunder, leaving them stunned, their minds blank, with only one thought—escape!

A person’s name is like the shadow of a tree.

Though they hadn’t seen Ye Fan, they had heard of his renown, single-handedly resisting the ten young kings of the Demon Clan. Such combat power meant that not even a Three-star Demon could guarantee a retreat unscathed.

The injured human cultivator was also shocked!

He hadn’t expected that the person who descended from the skies to rescue him would be the hero of the Human Race, moved to tears in excitement.

"Hero Ye, you must stand up for us humans!" he called out excitedly.

"Reveal your base, and I might consider giving you a swift end, otherwise I will make you suffer interminably, unable to live, unable to die!" Ye Fan said coldly.

His words to the severely injured human cultivator were nothing short of heavenly music.

But to the little demons, it was as though the Death God had rung the Funeral Bell, their faces turning ghostly pale.

"We won’t say a thing; you’re already a dead man. Even if you dare to appear, the Heavenly Prince will kill you," one of the little demons said fiercely, but with hidden fear.

"Whoosh!"

Ignoring the little demon’s bluster, Ye Fan pointed a finger, and a golden gleam instantly pierced through the little demon’s heart.

"Ah..."

The little demon let out a world-shaking scream, blood spurting out. No matter how he tried to wield his Divine Power, he couldn’t mend his damaged heart, but he couldn’t die, nor could he even faint, only enduring it while rolling and screaming.

"Swish!"

The scene before them made the remaining three little demons turn ashen-faced, trembling like shaking chaff.

"My patience is limited; whoever speaks first will be granted a swift end. Do not force me to use the Soul Searching Technique!"

Ye Fan’s voice sounded like a devil’s whisper in the ears of the three little demons, completely breaking their psychological defenses.

"Run!"

One little demon shouted out, throwing his Spiritual Treasure at Ye Fan, promptly fleeing the way he came; the other two quickly fled in different directions.

They calculated well, splitting into three directions, Ye Fan could only pursue one, the other two could escape successfully.

As for who was unlucky enough to be pursued by Ye Fan, it would depend on their luck.

As long as one of them survived to spread the news of Ye Fan’s appearance, their mission would be considered complete, and the Heavenly Prince would definitely avenge them.

But unfortunately, they encountered Ye Fan. Their well-laid plans were useless before absolute strength.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Fan didn’t even bother to pursue them, instead, his brow split open, a golden light burst forth directly into the sea of consciousness of the three little demons.

"Ah..."

All three little demons hugged their heads, painfully rolling on the ground, unable to bear the agony of their Divine Souls being burned.

The Demon Clan cultivators’ bodies were indeed much stronger than humans, but correspondingly, their Divine Souls were weak.

This was the Heavenly Dao’s way; with every gain, there must be a loss. While possessing strong bodies and powerful bloodlines, they lacked powerful Divine Souls.

Facing the burning Divine Soul Flames of Ye Fan, they had no chance to resist; the pain affecting their Divine Souls was far more unbearable than bodily pain.

Moreover, with the Divine Soul Flames directly roasting their Divine Souls, they couldn’t even faint, only enduring such inhuman pain while fully conscious.

It didn’t take three minutes before one little demon couldn’t withstand it anymore, and wailed, "I’ll say, please... please give me a swift end!"

"Speak."

Ye Fan remained completely unmoved. Thinking of the deaths of Wenren Jing and the Ancient Saint, his hatred for the Demon Clan reached a boiling point.

"Northern Domain, Yunxuan City is a dwelling place for our Demon Clan!" the little demon stammered, revealing a location.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan’s brows slightly furrowed. He coldly said, "We’re now in the Southern Domain, yet you’re telling me about the Northern Domain. Clearly, you’re playing with me. I think you want to endure a month of pain and then slowly die, right?"

With that, Ye Fan acted directly, sending a series of finger beams into the little demon’s body. It was the Broken Vein Cutting Finger, a technique he hadn’t used in a long time.

This martial arts from Earth was equally effective on the cultivators of this world. The last time he used it was in the primordial forest outside the Immortal Secret Realm against Jiang Molin and others.

Once the Broken Vein Cutting Finger was used, the meridians reversed, hundreds of veins snapped, and the whole body felt like it was crawling with ants—numbness, itchiness, pain... all kinds of sensations emerged at once. Even an iron-body King Kong or copper-cast Arhat couldn’t withstand this torture.

Coupled with the scorching Divine Soul Flames, this little demon completely broke down, answering every question without restraint, just begging for a quick death.

For him, death was definitely a relief!

Upon learning that there was a Demon Clan gathering spot not far from here, Ye Fan replicated the method on three others, using the Broken Vein Cutting Finger on them as well, then summoned a Spiritual Treasure, sealed them inside.

These little demons would wail for seven days and nights before dying!

Though such actions might seem cruel, Ye Fan felt no such misgivings.

On the one hand, he was filled with anger and hatred towards the Demon Clan, and on the other, these little demons had just been attacking a human cultivator. If he hadn’t shown up in time, that human cultivator would have already been dead.

"Our base is in Qingyang Ancient City!"

A day later, one of the little demons, unable to endure the living death sensation, revealed the Demon Clan’s base to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan gave the little demon a quick death, then bid farewell to the human cultivator, heading to Qingyang Ancient City alone.

Qingyang Ancient City was an unremarkable ancient city in Changqing State, located very close to the Southern Domain.

Although it was said to be close, it was actually separated by millions of miles. Without a Transmission Array Platform, an ordinary cultivator relying on flight might not traverse such a vast region in even a dozen years.

And this ancient city was an ancient settlement occupied by the Demon Clan, said to have existed for untold millennia, having survived several dark turmoils without being destroyed.

The reason was its location in a nearly sealed environment, surrounded by vast mountains. Besides local cultivators, very few from afar visited this ancient city.

Before the Demon Clan occupied this ancient city, the people here lived in an environment akin to a paradise, with endless resources in the surrounding mountains—including beasts, Xuan Beasts, herbs, Spiritual Medicine, timber, and stone.

Near this ancient city was also a small spirit stone mine, producing some Spirit Stone each year, as well as a Gambling Stone Workshop for cultivators to gamble on stones.

However, all this changed with the Demon Clan’s appearance a year and a half ago, and the cultivators in the entire ancient city were nearly massacred, with only those human cultivators who surrendered allowed to survive.

After walking through the vast mountains for three days, Ye Fan finally saw the weathered ancient city hidden among the trees.

The city walls were mottled, and some parts had collapsed. Atop the grand city gate tower were carved three ancient, simple large characters: "Qingyang City."

Even from a distance, Ye Fan could feel the heavy historical aura of this ancient city.

On the official road outside the ancient city, Ye Fan saw occasional pedestrians in twos and threes, all without any cultivation, at most ordinary people with strong bodies coming in and out.

These ordinary people were either carrying herb baskets or shouldering game, evidently the lowest-tier residents of the city.

Ye Fan frowned. With ordinary people mingling in the city, if he acted rashly, he might harm the innocent.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Fan decisively decided to disguise himself as a hunter, enter the city to scout the situation, and figure out the Demon Clan’s gathering spot before making plans.

Becoming an ordinary hunter was simple for Ye Fan, who slightly operated the Human Face Feng Shui Technique from the Dragon Seeking Formulas to change his appearance, even altering his demeanor.

With this, not to mention those demons who had never met him, even Bai Yan Wolf might not recognize him.

After a circuit through the forest, Ye Fan quickly reaped a reward, slaying a more than three hundred-pound wild boar. Covered in blood, he dragged a pig’s hind leg, slowly emerging from the forest.

"Wow... Little brother, you’re really lucky to have hunted such a big wild boar."

A young hunter exclaimed in surprise, watching Ye Fan drag the fat wild boar out of the forest.

"Just luck!"

Ye Fan mimicked Shi Ye’s appearance, scratching his head naively.

"Let me help you carry it back. Such a big one—must be three or four hundred pounds, right?" The young hunter, very enthusiastic, acted as a familiar stranger.

"How can I trouble you?" Ye Fan did not refuse, and the two found a stick, tied up the boar, and headed towards Qingyang Ancient City, one in front, one behind.

As they walked, Ye Fan chatted casually with the young hunter, quickly grasping the distribution of the Demon Clan in the ancient city, forming a rough plan in his mind.

He planned to wipe out the Demon Clan’s base in one fell swoop!

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