Chapter 714 - 496: He Doesn’t Dare to Kill Me
Demon Qi surged like a wolf smoke; Ao Qingyu’s body shone brilliantly, like a Great Sun descending from the sky, hanging between the mountains.
The aura of the Dharma Demon Saint spread out, the void could not bear it at all, collapsing instantly and transforming into Chaos Qi that surged explosively. Two figures fell into the Void World together.
"I don’t kill, you’re lucky enough, yet you dare to provoke me!"
A fierce wind suddenly rose, thunder was born in the void, Ao Qingyu, in anger, caused a change in the wind and clouds in the heavens and earth, as Dao patterns emerged one by one.
He clenched his five fingers tightly, and struck a punch across the air, causing the Chain of Order to tremble.
"Indeed, the bloodline is terrifying, no weaker than the Heaven-Shaking Saint Ape. It will surely be very effective for cultivating the Nine Dragons Nine Elephants Skill."
[Ao Qingyu: Dharma Realm, Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon lineage, countless kills]
[Killing him can yield 500,000 years of Ordinary Power, 3,000 years of Martial Saint’s Power]
Wei Fan gazed indifferently at the panel; the Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon before him was merely at the initial stage of the Dharma Realm, capturing him wasn’t difficult at all.
He was waiting for the opponent to come close, to capture him alive and then cultivate the Nine Dragons Nine Elephants Skill.
The best material for the Nine Dragons Nine Elephants Skill is not a corpse, but a living being. With the Soul Token intact and the Essence, Qi, and Spirit not dispersed, it’s best for engraving Dao Patterns.
The power surged like a tide before him, causing Wei Fan’s robes to flutter wildly. Just as Ao Qingyu’s fist was about to strike him, Qi Blood like a dragon rushed out from the top of his head, piercing through both the Void World and the real world.
On his body, Dao Patterns emerged naturally, intricate and flowing, without a trace of carving.
This was the Dao Patterns that are naturally born. If someone who had achieved Body Ascension saw it, they would surely regard it as a Kui Treasure and ponder deeply.
"Body Ascension, he is Wei Fan!"
Ao Qingyu’s pupils contracted violently, his face filled with shock.
So young, and someone who achieved Body Ascension in the Human Race, apart from the nineteen-year-old Saint Realm, he couldn’t think of anyone else in the world. He didn’t expect that before he had left, Wei Fan would come to him.
"Come on, I just want to see if you’re as demonic as the legends say!"
Ao Qingyu roared. If he could take down Wei Fan, using the achievement of killing the greatest prodigy of the Human Race to nurture his momentum, he might one day rule the world.
He had analyzed the battle between Wei Fan and the Heaven-Shaking Saint Ape Yuan Tiansheng. In the beginning, it was said that Wei Fan didn’t dare to fight Yuan Tiansheng at all and fled the battlefield in fright, with Yuan Tiansheng giving chase.
When Wei Fan returned, Yuan Tiansheng was already dead; no one saw how Wei Fan managed to kill Yuan Tiansheng.
So, there was a significant trickery involved; there might have been a Human Race powerhouse lurking nearby. Wei Fan merely led Yuan Tiansheng there; he didn’t actually have the power to kill Yuan Tiansheng personally.
Moreover, he himself was stronger than Yuan Tiansheng. Even if it was truly Wei Fan’s power that killed Yuan Tiansheng, he was not afraid. If he couldn’t fight him, he could at least run.
Young people, who consider themselves to be prodigies, dream of ruling the world. If meeting Wei Fan, they didn’t even dare to fight, they might as well find a smelly gutter to hide safely.
But the next moment, Ao Qingyu regretted not fleeing the moment he recognized Wei Fan. A terrifying aura radiated from Wei Fan, like an avalanche or tsunami. The oppressive force was so strong he felt like he was carrying several mountains, and the Demon Qi from his body was crushed.
"He is already a Divine Containment Realm Body Refining Martial Artist..."
He realized it, but it was already too late.
Wei Fan, like a vast dragon emerging from the sea, made a slight move, and the Void World trembled everywhere, and terrifying cracks appeared in the space.
He took a step forward, like lightning across the sky, and Ao Qingyu only saw a blur. The golden light on his body twisted and extinguished, as a palm seemingly capable of extinguishing all things pressed down on the golden light on his body, striking him.
"My life is over!"
Ao Qingyu’s face turned ashen; such a terrifying attack was enough to blow him to pieces. With his many Divine Abilities, he couldn’t even bring them to bear, nor could he utilize the Secret Technique that could mobilize the Imperial Soldiers; there simply was no time to use it.
Wei Fan’s killing of Yuan Tiansheng had no trickery; it wasn’t that he couldn’t defeat Yuan Tiansheng but that he hid his real strength, unwilling to expose it publicly.
A tree standing out in the forest faces the wind’s destruction!
In less than three months, he broke through to Divine Containment; the Demon Race would undoubtedly want to kill such a prodigy with all their might.
He realized it, but it was too late. He couldn’t even see Wei Fan’s movements, so how could he escape from him?
Wei Fan’s palm, heavy as ten thousand tons, slapped onto Ao Qingyu’s chest.
"Boom!"
Under the terrifying power, the light on Ao Qingyu’s body was extinguished, and his Qi Blood, Demon Qi, and so forth were all beaten back. As he screamed in agony, he flew horizontally, his body resounding with the sound of bones shattering, and blood flowed from his orifices.
One move, he couldn’t even withstand a single move from Wei Fan.
"He doesn’t dare to kill me!"
Ao Qingyu’s spirit lifted; the power of this palm was enough to blow him apart, but it only shattered all the bones in his body, temporarily stripping him of his power.
He thought it was because Wei Fan didn’t dare to kill him. After all, anyone who knew was aware that his Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon clan was an Imperial Family among the Flood Dragons, and he, Ao Qingyu, had a Demon Emperor grandfather.
In Shuiyun City, no one dared to come and kill him for over a hundred years, for this reason, Wei Fan likely did not dare either.
"You, Wei Fan, are indeed a demon. I concede defeat; let us end it here today!"
He was not foolish enough to provoke Wei Fan at this moment; instead, he complimented Wei Fan, providing him an out. Although his grandfather was formidable, since he was not present, if Wei Fan killed him, being the Demon Emperor’s grandson would be of no help.
"Do you think I’m just sparring with you?"
Wei Fan was a bit confused by Ao Qingyu’s words because he had no idea that Ao Qingyu had thought so much in an instant. To him, Ao Qingyu’s grandfather could even be the Demon Emperor, and he would still not hesitate — the bowstring had already been drawn.
He lunged forward, grabbing Ao Qingyu with one hand, extending his Will Power to seal Ao Qingyu’s strength.
Following this, he turned around with Ao Qingyu in tow, vanishing into the Void World.
"Is it over?"
The space mended, all cracks disappearing, and the people of Shuiyun City knew the battle had concluded. But whether the Human Race’s Martial Saint or the Demon Saint had triumphed, no one knew for sure.
"Perhaps they transferred the battlefield because no sign of Dao Collapse appeared."
Everyone who had been watching returned to the city; no one concerned themselves with what happened afterward. After all, the strongest among them was merely a Martial King, lacking the qualifications to venture into the Void World and find out.
Of course, some intelligence agents of the Demon Hunter Organization secretly took out communication jade tokens to report the events of Shuiyun City.
"Wei Fan, what are you planning?" Ao Qingyu, having been carried by Wei Fan, finally realized that Wei Fan wasn’t afraid to kill him but had other intentions.
Wei Fan’s expression was indifferent: "I am cultivating the Nine Dragons Nine Elephants Skill; I still need some materials. Don’t be afraid; the process will be quick. You often eat people alive, so this scene should not be new to you — do not fear."
Ao Qingyu’s expression changed dramatically; how could he not fear? Eating others and being eaten were worlds apart.
"You beast, you’re cultivating such a heinous cultivation technique as the Nine Dragons Nine Elephants Skill!"
He couldn’t help but shout; he had heard of the Nine Dragons Nine Elephants Skill. It was said that this cultivation technique required killing Nine Dragons and Nine Elephants for cultivation to refine the essence of origin to engrave Dao patterns. It was a remarkably "vicious" martial art, despised by the Jiao Dragon Race and the Elephant Race, who would spare no effort to slaughter anyone found practicing it.
To the Jiao Dragon Race and the Elephant Race, this was a Demonic Cultivation Technique.
"Vicious?"
Wei Fan did not expect to hear the word ’vicious’ from a Demon Fiend’s mouth, resulting in a burst of laughter: "You practice by eating people, yet you claim not to be vicious?"
Ao Qingyu no longer argued, knowing that when it came to being vicious, the Human Race was no match for Demons.
Humans killed Demons for self-preservation, but Demons killed humans because they considered humans as food.
After flying for a while, Wei Fan, carrying Ao Qingyu, entered the belly of a mountain, using array banners to establish a grand array to isolate all auras, his eyes starting to show killing intent.
It was his first time doing such a cruel act of refining a Demon Fiend alive.
Fear appeared in Ao Qingyu’s eyes as his voice trembled: "You can’t kill me; the consequences of killing me are beyond what you can bear. My grandfather is a Demon Emperor. If anything happens to me, the Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon Clan will hunt you to the ends of the earth.
You should know that when a Demon Emperor is enraged, rivers of blood flow, and the earth will become devastated."
"Threatening me?" Wei Fan’s voice was icy: "Demon Hunters slay demons and fiends, never fearing consequences. If the earth becomes devastated, so be it. Vengeance will always be repaid; allowing you to live will only encourage you more."
Ao Qingyu hurriedly shook his head: "I dare not threaten you; I am merely stating a fact.
Release me; I can become your pet beast and mount, charging into battles for you. I am a Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon with powerful bloodline.
Killing me to cultivate the Nine Dragons Nine Elephants Skill will only increase your strength marginally, insignificant to you.
However, if I live, I can grow alongside you. In the future, you might even have a Demon Emperor War General.
Killing me truly isn’t worth the loss; as long as I live, my Demon Emperor grandfather will not trouble you, benefiting you even more than killing me."
Wei Fan lightly nodded: "What you say does make some sense!"
Ao Qingyu’s words indeed made sense; his bloodline was strong, possessing the Demon Emperor Bloodline. His father was likely born after a Demon Emperor ascended. His bloodline did not lose to the Heaven-Shaking Saint Ape.
Killing Ao Qingyu indeed offered fewer benefits than taking him as a mount.
"Right!" Ao Qingyu nodded frenetically, a smile covering his face, thinking he would not die.
But the next moment, the smile on his face froze.
"But for me right now, killing you maximizes the benefits..."
With an emotionless voice, boundless Dao Power surged out, engulfing his body, quickly transforming into terrifying flames to burn his flesh and Primordial Spirit, extracting his Essence of Origin.
"Roar... Wei Fan, you shall die a horrible death; the Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon Clan will not spare you!"
Ao Qingyu’s voice gradually faded, finally transforming into a shining polychromatic orb in Wei Fan’s hand.