Chapter 1947 - 1812: Strong People Rise from the Han Family!
The square was silent, with a faint scent of blood in the air!
Everyone cast peculiar glances at Ye Fan.
To kill an opponent in one move, how powerful must one be to accomplish this?
Especially Ye Fan’s indifferent demeanor, it left everyone in shock.
Unless one has struggled on the edge of life and death, and slaughtered countless beings, how could one achieve this?
Although they all possessed strong mental fortitude, killing to them was as ordinary as a daily meal, with no psychological burden whatsoever.
But to be like Ye Fan, who could remain nonchalant after killing an opponent, as if it wasn’t even him who acted just now, such ease is something very few could achieve.
"This is an extremely dangerous opponent!"
At this moment, the top inheritors of the Ten Great Families began to take this young expert seriously, one who emerged from a weak, remote family.
At first, due to Ye Fan’s rebuke to Xingtian and his furious slaying of Mo Yangsheng, causing tumultuous waves, making headlines,
these people didn’t regard Ye Fan as an equal opponent, merely as a madman.
In the Demon Realm, there are many such madmen, but they often meet tragic ends; very few can truly rise.
After all, the Ten Great Families are deeply rooted, with very strong bloodline legacies; otherwise, they couldn’t have a place in the fiercely competitive Demon Realm.
Moreover, the Ten Great Families occupy more than forty percent, nearly half, of the entire Demon Realm’s cultivation resources.
The remaining resources are distributed among the tens of thousands of other families in the Demon Realm.
Among these remaining families, some top-tier families also occupy a large amount of resources, first-rate families take up much too, leaving very few resources for truly weak families.
The top inheritors of the Ten Great Families have been high and mighty from birth; to them, an inheritor from a weak family is but an ant.
And now, someone they deemed an ant has acquired power equal to theirs, even surpassing theirs, this stirred some peculiar feelings in the top inheritors of the Ten Great Families.
Could the entire power structure of the Demon Realm be about to break?
This would be a tremendous shift affecting many people’s interests; the Demon Realm is about to change!
But they were not concerned about their status and interests being threatened.
Because the Han Family is at the bottom; the strongest inheritor, Han Zhan Tian, has already fallen, implying the Han Family will be delisted from the Ten Great Families.
Even if Ye Fan is strong, at most he could only break into the top ten, unlikely to threaten their status.
However, the top inheritors of the eighth and ninth families wore worried expressions.
They admitted they couldn’t kill a top-tier family’s top inheritor in one strike like him.
The Han family produces strong people!
Those top inheritors from small families, they cannot compare to these people in cultivation resources, but they often have strong resolve, decisiveness, and ruthlessness.
Because they bear the responsibility of revitalizing their families.
In such a lack of cultivation resources, they only rely on themselves; once they rise, they are unstoppable.
The position of the Ten Great Families is not unchangeable.
In fact, the elimination rate in the Demon Realm is very high; for a powerful family to remain for thousands of years is already miraculous.
The present Ten Great Families mostly emerged within five thousand years, originally coming from weak families.
This survival-of-the-fittest and meritocratic social mechanism ensures the prosperity of the Demon Realm.
As everyone harbored their thoughts, two young men from the tenth group took the stage!
No one announced the start, the two of them began a life-and-death battle as soon as they took the stage, the intense clash shattered the entire void.
"Kill!"
One young man in a black robe roared, like a dragon’s roar, an innate primordial demonic qi pierced the sky.
Within the demonic qi, a Bone Tower rapidly enlarged, shimmering with a bloody light, pressing down on the opponent.
"Seeking death!"
The opponent was a young man in blue, emanating a faint blue light, dreamy and illusory.
With a loud shout, he also spewed out an innate primordial demonic qi, like a blue galaxy, striking across the sky.
Within the blue demonic qi, a large dark blue Big Seal traversed the sky, fiercely colliding towards the Bone Tower, densely etched with runes, shining like stars.
"Boom!"
The Bone Tower and the dark blue Big Seal collided, instantly exploding with dazzling Divine Radiance, collapsing the entire void, turning into a terrifying black hole, absorbing all energy.
The heavens trembled, the world turned upside down.
If it weren’t on the Heavenly Demon Platform, the strike from these two could have sunk the entire earth.
This is the power of young Late-Stage Demon Masters, truly astonishing, far more exciting than the fight Ye Fan just showed.
Yet such excitement didn’t bring immense shock; everyone believed that at this level, it’s expected to display such power.
But the shock Ye Fan brought to everyone was unparalleled.
After all, Wu Zhongtian also had the Peak of Mid-stage Demon Master strength, and to survive the riot in the Demon Beast Forest demonstrated many capabilities.
However——
In front of Ye Fan, Wu Zhongtian’s strongest strike didn’t harm Ye Fan at all; Ye Fan didn’t even use a Demon Artifact, just a single punch shattered the man and the Demon Blade entirely.
It seemed simple, without any flair, unlike the two on stage fighting so thrillingly.
But such a strike delivered an incomparable impact on the soul.
Ye Fan killed Wu Zhongtian as if squashing a bug effortlessly, seemingly without even breaking a sweat, which was far from what people had anticipated.
Being able to break into the top hundred, there was no doubt that both people on the stage were extremely powerful, with every move bearing the might to shatter heaven and earth.
Although neither of them was the strongest heir of the Ten Great Families, in terms of strength, they were not far behind.
They were all from the younger generation, with similar cultivation periods, differing only in the abundance of cultivation resources, the quality of their cultivation techniques, martial arts, and secret techniques.
And some seemingly declining Xiao families, perhaps a million years ago, were an incredibly powerful heritage, not much worse in techniques and martial arts compared to the Ten Great Families.
"Heavenly Demon Tower, suppress!"
The young man in black robes bellowed, and the blood-red ancient tower instantly expanded, covering the sky and earth, carrying a mysterious heavenly demonic aura as it roared down upon his opponent, as if Heaven’s hand was coming down to suppress them.
"Holy Demon Seal, open for me!"
At this moment, the young man in blue also went all out, spraying a mouthful of blood from his heart, instantly causing the Holy Demon Seal to burst into a brilliant blue light, like a blue sun illuminating the heaven and earth, turning the entire Ancient Demon City blue.
"Boom!"
Another intense collision occurred, with countless runes flashing on the Heavenly Demon Tower, emitting dazzling brilliance that many people couldn’t keep their eyes open.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound rang out, and the blood-colored Bone Tower, towering in the sky, was covered with cracks, then exploded with a bang.
"Slash!"
Taking advantage, the young man in blue held the deep blue Holy Demon Seal and directly smashed it at his opponent, completely overpowering him.
"Wait!" the young man in black robes hurriedly shouted, "I concede, I concede, I beg you to spare my life."
As he spoke, the young man in black robes simply knelt down, his face pale as paper, blood at the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with terror.
It was evident that when the Bone Tower was shattered, he himself also suffered severe injuries, otherwise he wouldn’t concede so readily.
However—
The young man in blue didn’t care about that at all, as the Holy Demon Seal in his hand, carrying the destructive Demon Light, smashed brutally down.
"Puff!"
The young man in black robes struggled desperately to resist, even burning the Death Core, but couldn’t withstand the power of the Holy Artifact, and was smashed into a pulp.
"I don’t need you to concede!" the young man in blue coolly said, then his gaze, as icy as his demeanor, turned toward Ye Fan.
"I’m looking forward to battling you!"
Facing the provocation, Ye Fan smiled. He found this young man in blue quite interesting, at least not pretentious, very genuine.
"Don’t worry, if we indeed end up fighting, I’ll spare your life!" Ye Fan said earnestly.
He genuinely liked this young man; if they could become allies, he might be a significant help to Zi Huan in the days when Ye Fan isn’t in the Demon World.
Similarly, no one announced the victor.
Nor did anyone announce the end of the match.
At the moment the young man in black robes was smashed into pulp, the match had already ended.
However, he wasn’t like Ye Fan. Not only did Ye Fan kill his opponent, but he also gained a Flame Warhorse, whereas the young man in blue gained nothing.
The Bone Tower was a Demon Artifact, second only to a Holy Artifact, but it was shattered by the Holy Demon Seal, leaving nothing behind.
"The promotion match is too brutal; defeat means death!"
"At this rate, it seems that by the end, there will hardly be anyone left alive to leave the arena!"
"Competition is this cruel; if you’re afraid of dying, you might as well concede directly, and not take the stage."
After the great battle, many were discussing, some ready to back out, thinking that this elimination mechanism was too brutal.
And some were eager to try, believing that they could hold on till the end and successfully make it into the top ten.
At this moment, even the heirs of the Ten Great Families couldn’t remain calm, feeling a tremendous threat.
When a cultivator chooses to risk it all, they often burst with immense potential, sometimes dragging their opponents down with them.
The gigantic skull in the void didn’t care what people thought; after the great battle ended, it began to glow again.
"Zz!"
"Zz!"
This time, no one announced the start, as the giant skull in the void directly shot down two beams of light, landing on two individuals in the tenth group.
"Buzz!"
The light flashed away, but the matchup above had already been chosen. It was Long Tianxiang and Mosi, the two were chosen.
"Heh heh..." Mosi let out a cold laugh, "Dragon boy, your luck is really not so good, to have run into me."
"It’s still hard to say who will win; don’t be happy too early!" Long Tianxiang coldly retorted.
He wasn’t from a top-tier family, but he was the strongest heir from a first-class family. More importantly, his family, in ancient times, was also one of the Ten Great Families, producing formidable figures.
"Then let’s not waste any time; let strength speak!"
Mosi’s voice was as sinister as an evil ghost, giving a cruel smile, and landed lightly on the Heavenly Demon Platform like a giant bat, beckoning Long Tianxiang.
"Since you’re courting death, I’ll oblige you!"
Long Tianxiang showed no fear, shooting two beams of Death Light from his eyes. His figure shifted as he appeared like a ghost on the Heavenly Demon Platform, facing Mosi from a distance.
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