Chapter 642 - 424: Battle Blood Ignites
On this day, the Wilderness trembled with the news that Wei Fan, who had disappeared for several months, reemerged in Jianghu. In the Chu Kingdom, he shot and killed the disciples of Vermilion Bird Tower who attempted to seize the Iron Sword Sect’s headquarters. He issued a stern warning to all powerful figures entering the Wilderness to behave and cultivate peacefully, threatening to eliminate anyone who dared to cause trouble. Moreover, he gave those who had already occupied others’ sects three days to withdraw, or he would personally come to take lives.
For a moment, all the local martial artists of the Wilderness were clapping their hands in praise, exclaiming in delight.
This pent-up anger had been simmering in the hearts of the martial artists of the Wilderness for quite some time. Since the end of the Dao Collapse, and after the external powers revealed their identities upon entering the Wilderness, it was the first time a strong figure from the Wilderness had suppressed an external expert.
"Wei Fan has returned! You outsiders better prepare to be dealt with by Wei Fan. The Wilderness is not a place where anyone can act recklessly."
Some martial artists of the Wilderness shouted to the outsiders, showing blind admiration for Wei Fan.
"Within three days, Wei Fan will definitely be slain by a Saint Realm powerhouse!" A Martial King from the external world shouted back to the wilderness martial artists.
Wei Fan had offended many people, including Zilan Sect’s Martial Saint Song Lingyun and Fire Cloud Cave’s Martial Saint Tian Chunqiu, who both wanted to kill him. He had also assassinated the Saint Sons of Yuan Yi Sect, Star Martial Sect, and Bihai Palace in Treasure Flower Continent.
There are five Human Race Holy Sects with a deep enmity against Wei Fan. He previously "hid" in Cangwu Mountain, where people couldn’t do anything to him. Now that he’s shown himself, these Martial Saints are sure to come seeking revenge.
On the Demon Race’s side, even more Demon Saints wanted Wei Fan dead.
"Good lad, still so domineering, I like it!"
In the Daqian Kingdom, inside the Demon Hunter Sub-Hall, Elder Gongyang couldn’t help but applaud.
Now, the Demon Hunter Sub-Hall had moved above ground because the Wilderness Demon Hunter Organization had been incorporated by the demon hunter organizations of the Five Great Domains and no longer feared Demon Fiends.
"Don’t celebrate too soon. Didn’t Hall Master Gu Qingshan say that he offended many Martial Saints and Demon Saints in the external world? Why is he making such a high-profile move?"
Although Wei Zhenwu also felt delighted, his face turned worried. They were part of the Demon Hunter Organization and naturally knew what Wei Fan had done in the Beiding Continent, as well as the situation in the Five Great Domains.
They were equally dissatisfied with the current chaos in the Wilderness. Even though they had relied on the world’s recompense to break through to the Martial King Ninth Layer in a short time, there were over a dozen parties with Martial Saints backing them, which made them also wary of Saint Realm powerhouses.
Without a Saint Realm powerhouse to counterbalance, who would dare oppose the Holy Sect?
Elder Gongyang shook his head: "No! You don’t understand Wei Fan well enough. He never does anything without confidence. If he dares to challenge so many forces, it means he doesn’t fear these so-called Martial Saints."
Among these Martial Kings, he had the most contact with Wei Fan and understood him the best. He knew Wei Fan wasn’t a reckless person and would never attempt anything without certainty.
"The battle blood in me is burning. I plan to follow Wei Fan to fight again. Are you old things daring enough?"
Elder Gongyang stood up, his body exuding a soaring battle intent.
He was previously the Hall Master of the Wilderness Demon Hunter Organization, which made him the overlord of the Wilderness. Now that the Wilderness was being ravaged by outsiders, he could only pretend not to see it, and his heart had long been filled with fire.
With Wei Fan taking the lead, his battle intent was directly stimulated. Although he couldn’t confront a Saint Realm powerhouse, he could still follow Wei Fan to kill a few Martial Kings.
As a figure considered the pinnacle of the Wilderness combat value during the world’s suppression, his potential was undeniable, and now he was not like those ordinary Martial Kings of the Wilderness.
After being assimilated into the Demon Hunter Organization from the Five Great Domains, Gu Qingshan gave him a Saint Realm technique. Now, his combat power was definitely not weaker than that of so-called Saint Child-level figures.
If not for his age, he would have already been attacking the Saint Realm.
"Why wouldn’t I dare? When have I ever lost to you, old thing!"
Wei Zhenwu roared, feeling the boiling battle blood.
He was also a top combatant in the Wilderness before the Dao Collapse. Over two thousand years of Wilderness history, people like him numbered less than ten. Had he lived in the external world, he would probably already be a Saint Realm powerhouse, but circumstances were unkind to him.
What intimidated him was only the Saint Realm powerhouses. If Wei Fan could hold off those Martial Saints, he would dare to follow Wei Fan and create a bright and clear Wilderness, cutting down those so-called Holy Sect disciples.
"Then let’s fight. Let these outsiders see the edge of our Wilderness powerhouses."
Gao Wanfu, Red Sun King, and Wei Boya also stood up excitedly. The three of them had also cultivated Saint-level techniques, and their combat prowess wasn’t weaker than that of so-called Saint Sons—they were all peak Martial Kings.
These five were the five kings of the Human Race before the Dao Collapse. They had swept the Wilderness of demons alongside Wei Fan. They were rare figures in history, emerging once in several centuries, protecting the Human Race and fighting demons for over a millennium. Given the current state of the Wilderness, who wouldn’t feel stifled in their hearts?
If these people lived in the external world, they might already be Saint Realm powerhouses. Now they were forced into hiding by a group of young Martial Kings, letting the Wilderness descend into chaos.
All of this was merely because they lacked a Saint Realm powerhouse. Had someone helped them fend off the Saint Realm powerhouses, they would have long acted against external forces.
"Good, you old fellows have not disappointed me. You still have your courage. Three days later, let’s show these outsiders the battle power of our Wilderness kings."
Elder Gongyang’s hair flew wildly, his battle intent soaring, deciding to sweep away the external forces that occupied Wilderness sects alongside Wei Fan in three days.
They were people with audacious courage. After Wei Fan left, they continued clearing out external Demon Kings. It was only after the world recovered that they temporarily halted these actions.
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"This kid, with the mess he’s stirring up, how did he end up confronting all the forces? Is he planning to use us to counteract the sect’s Saint Realm so he can take the opportunity to clean up those causing chaos in the Wilderness?"
Zhou Shen revealed a helpless expression. He initially intended for Wei Fan to show himself to lure out the Qilin Ape Demon Saint, but he didn’t expect the commotion caused by Wei Fan to be so immense. In an instant, he understood that Wei Fan was engaging in "manipulating authority for personal gain."
Because of this situation, they would never let a Martial Saint from the Human Race take action against Wei Fan, exposing the fact that Wei Fan is already a Saint Realm powerhouse.
Gu Qingshan shook his head: "It’s fine, these sects have gone too far, even I can’t stand it. It’s good for Wei Fan to deal with them. Each of them treats their own kind like a Demon Fiend. If it weren’t for my role as the Sub-Palace Master of the Demon Hunter Organization, I would intervene in this matter myself."
If Wei Fan remained indifferent while his hometown was being harmed, he himself would look down on Wei Fan. This is more like the Wei Fan he knows.
It’s just a Martial Saint, at worst, whoever dares to reach out will have their hand chopped off. The matter of luring the Qilin Ape Saint must not go wrong, and given Wei Fan’s talent, it’s worth breaking the rules for him.
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"Huangfu Nalan certainly didn’t deceive me!"
Wei Fan sat atop the mountain, the layer of Holy Light around him growing ever brighter, as if it were turning solid, with heavenly music increasingly soaring inside, as if praising voices of the masses reverberated grandly.
This is what Huangfu Nalan told him—that he is a deity in the hearts of the Desert Human Race, a Desert Saint. The greater his contribution to the Desert Human Race, the more they remember his merits, and the greater the benefits for him.
At this moment, as the news of him slaying the disciples of the Vermilion Bird Tower spread, the gratitude from the desert people began to bring him a series of benefits, making him feel ever more enlightened and his comprehension soaring, as if he were merging with the heaven and earth of the desert.
"Clang clang..."
More hidden Great Daos emerged, connecting with his Dao, causing his Dao to grow at an even faster pace.
One day later, under the shocked gaze of Zhi Hua and Gu Ziqin, the layer of Holy Light on his skin condensed into a Divine Ring, which sank into his head and disappeared.
Wei Fan’s heart trembled as he introspected into his body, seeing the Divine Ring appearing behind his Primordial Spirit’s head, emitting a peaceful rainbow-colored light, making him seem sacred and transcendent.
Moreover, under this rainbow light, even more deeply hidden Great Daos appeared.
According to Huangfu Nalan, if he were to become a Saint in the desert, this Divine Ring could help him mobilize the power of the masses, but since he did not become a Saint in the desert, this Divine Ring no longer has the ability to mobilize the masses’ power.
"It’s becoming increasingly divine!"
Thoughts surged in Wei Fan’s mind. Even looking at his own Primordial Spirit, he felt a shocking emotion.
A golden body, three eyes, Wind and Thunder Wings, with a Divine Ring on his back—is this not the legendary god?
"Among those who cultivated the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, I am probably the most unique one."
Although the ultimate realm of the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations is Nine Transformations into Divinity, he does not know whether one can truly become a being like the Divine Mansion. However, his current state is quite similar to a god.
This is not just a matter of appearance. Within the condensed Divine Ring, he seemed to hear the prayers of the masses, as if the power of incense from all directions was enhancing the Divine Ring’s capability, constantly boosting his strength.
If he truly cultivated to the ninth transformation, the Primordial Spirit he transformed may no longer be like those of others who cultivate the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, because he might be the only one among them to become a living Saint, his Primordial Spirit already diverging from others.
After observing for a while, Wei Fan collected his thoughts and summoned the interface. Since he needed to lure the Qilin Ape Saint, he couldn’t just rely on the secret protection of Zhou Shen and the other Martial Saints; he needed to have some self-defense capabilities.
Although he had already killed two Martial Saints, they were nothing but trash at the First Stage of Martial Saint, incomparable to the Qilin Ape Demon Saint, a Demon Saint capable of challenging the Demon Emperor Realm.
According to Zhou Shen, the Qilin Ape Saint had already reached the Great Saint Level, a top-level powerhouse within the Saint Realm.
[Scripture of the Three Emperors (Condensing Dao Realm)]
[Nine-Nine True Skill (Fifty-Fourth Illustration)]
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[Ordinary Power: 950,000 years]
[Martial Saint Power: 800 years]
Previously, he had obtained five hundred years of Martial Saint power from slaying Song Lingyun, making a total of eight hundred years of Martial Saint power. After breaking through to the Saint Realm, he hadn’t used the Martial Saint power to enhance his cultivation, unsure of how much this eight hundred years of Martial Saint power could boost his cultivation.
"It probably won’t enhance it by much!"
The Saint Realm is divided into three small realms: Condensing Dao Realm, Dharma Realm, and Great Saint Realm.
The first realm, Condensing Dao Realm, primarily involves cultivating one’s own Dao, endlessly expanding and condensing the Dao formed. This is a complex and arduous process; some Pathway Condensing Martial Saints may even exhaust their lifespan without achieving Perfection in condensing their Dao.
Because the process of condensing a Dao relates to many factors, including the cultivation technique used, one’s aptitude and comprehension, the quality of one’s own Dao, and the Great Dao connected to the Dao.
Strictly speaking, the cultivation in the Saint Realm involves only one thing: continuously expanding one’s own Dao. The so-called Dharma Realm and Great Saint Realm are merely distinctions describing the degree of Dao condensation.
Very soon, Wei Fan collected his emotions and began to add Martial Saint power.
"Boom!"
His consciousness dipped into the Sea of Consciousness, and his Dao began to grow at an exaggerated rate, rapidly absorbing the Power of the Great Path to flourish.