Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

"Be wary of the Demon Emperor’s Secret Technique from the Profound Crane Sect. If you can’t hold on, run back to me!"

Gu Qingshan’s voice echoed in Wei Fan’s mind.

The reason Emperor Dao Sects stand so high above others is not only because of the threat posed by Imperial Soldiers but also due to the Secret Techniques and powerful bloodlines passed down by Emperor Level experts.

Wei Fan nodded slightly, tore the space open with both hands, and jumped into the Void World. Soon after, Gu Qingshan, Zhou Shen, and the Three-Eyed Toad Saint also tore through the space and followed him in.

"What a pity, why not fight outside!"

The people in Celestial Star City looked at the battlefield in the Void World and couldn’t help but pound their chests in frustration, as this meant they couldn’t witness the battle.

The Void World was always eternally silent, without a hint of light, but now it was as bright as daylight, with divine light covering the sky and earth, and power surging like a tide.

"Return my fifth brother’s life!"

He Feihong let out a long howl and extended a claw that seemed tangible, aiming at Wei Fan, with the fur on the claw visible as if it were a living body. The powerful Qi Blood made the Void World tremble.

"It already has the aura of a Dharma Martial Saint, indeed worthy of being a disciple of the Emperor Dao Sect."

Wei Fan wasn’t sure if this was He Feihong’s ultimate technique or a casual attack, but the aura he felt from He Feihong was already not weaker than that of Elder Xuanjian from the Celestial Profound Sect.

And it’s clear that He Feihong is not a particularly formidable disciple within the Profound Crane Sect, or else Gu Qingshan wouldn’t be unfamiliar with him.

"Shameless scoundrels, you beasts are indeed shameless. He’s almost breaking through the Dharma Realm, and Wei Fan has only just broken through to the Saint Realm. This is your so-called battle of the same level."

Zhou Shen cursed at the Three-Eyed Toad Saint, they could tell from He Feihong’s aura that he was close to breaking through to the Dharma Realm, and generally, even a Dharma Martial Saint might not be He Feihong’s match.

"Boom!"

A Dao Mark emerged on Wei Fan, emanating mysterious energy. He had evenly distributed the Martial Saint’s Power he obtained from killing Jiang Yiyun onto the Nine-Nine True Skill and the Scripture of the Three Emperors.

His Dao had now reached six hundred feet, and the Nine-Nine True Skill began cultivating the fifty-seventh image.

He didn’t dare use the cultivation of his Primordial Spirit!

He had only broken through to the Saint Realm less than a month ago, and condensing a Dao spanning six hundred feet in less than a month is an astonishing feat; he could only resort to the less obvious method of Body Refining.

After all, besides talent, strength is also related to the cultivation technique, if he were to become like He Feihong, others would think it’s because he cultivated some unparalleled Body Refining Martial Arts.

In an instant, an overwhelming aura swept out, slowing down the speed of the approaching claw, while blood Qi, like a dragon, pierced through the Void World and the real world, astounding the human martial artists in Celestial Star City with its shocking Qi Blood smoke.

"This guy became stronger since he was in the Wilderness, how did he do that?"

Gu Qingshan was moved, Wei Fan’s momentum was similarly not weaker than a Dharma Martial Saint, his body seemed even more formidable than a typical Holy Soldier, with mystical Dao Marks flowing out natural Taoist Skill energy.

"This is the Nine-Nine True Skill!" Zhou Shen stared intently at Wei Fan.

The "Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill" that countless Saint Realm powerhouses in the Five Great Domains coveted for years, and yet only Wei Fan had mastered it, undoubtedly an unparalleled martial art.

"Boom!"

Wei Fan dashed across like a bolt of lightning, shattering He Feihong’s claw with a single punch, his body emanating ten thousand rays of light.

Now, his body’s cultivation, if converted to Condensing Dao Cultivation, was practically equivalent to condensing a Dao of five to six hundred feet, not much different from He Feihong’s cultivation.

Though He Feihong was close to breaking through to the Dharma Realm, he wasn’t there yet.

"This body is terrifying, usually those who attain Body Ascension aren’t this fierce, he must have cultivated an unparalleled Body Refining Martial Arts."

He Feihong showed a shocked expression, only he knew the strength of the power he unleashed, which could retreat an ordinary Dharma Martial Saint, yet was shattered by a palm of Wei Fan. To know Wei Fan had only been a Saint for a month, yet already had the bodily strength to rival a Dharma Martial Saint.

He unleashed another Sword Aura, the terrifying Sword Intent extraordinarily fierce, even drawing out the Great Dao, resounding with a zheng-zeng sound.

This indicated that even if He Feihong hadn’t entered the Dao with the sword, nor reached the supreme realm of a Sword Saint, his Sword Dao cultivation was not far behind Sword Saint Level figures.

"The Demon Emperor Bloodline is truly terrifying!"

Gu Qingshan couldn’t help but marvel, he didn’t know He Feihong, but he knew that within the Profound Crane Sect, He Feihong wasn’t the top disciple among his generation, not well-known.

However, Wei Fan’s performance was even more dazzling, even more formidable.

Facing the sword that drew out the Great Dao, he boldly grabbed it with his bare hand, shattering the terrifying sword without leaving a trace on his hand.

"Are you tickling me? When I was in the Martial King Realm, I could catch Holy Soldiers with my bare hands, this kind of method isn’t enough to kill me."

Wei Fan’s skin radiated light, Dao Marks flowed, and his thick hair chaotically danced as he stepped on Cyan Nether Travel rapidly closing the distance with He Feihong. Alas, the speed of this race was too terrifying, even though his Cyan Nether Travel had reached Perfection, yet narrowly not matching He Feihong.

Even at this moment, He Feihong’s displayed speed might not be his fastest, unless he was willing to expose Wind and Thunder Wings, otherwise, he simply couldn’t catch up with He Feihong.

He simply stood in place, unwilling to waste energy, as it was He Feihong who wanted to kill him, not the other way around. Without close combat, He Feihong wouldn’t be able to kill him even if he exhausted himself.

"Hmph!"

He Feihong let out a cold snort; Wei Fan’s physical body was truly astonishing. Although he had the Demon Emperor Bloodline and his body wasn’t weak, he really didn’t want to engage in close combat with a monster whose body had ascended.

Even though he’s fast and possesses extreme speed, once the distance closes, his speed advantage would be diminished.

But without engaging Wei Fan closely, relying solely on these long-range attacks, there was basically no chance of killing Wei Fan.

Standing several miles away, He Feihong’s body glittered and shone. Wei Fan gestured to him with a finger: "Want to kill me? Then come and get me. If it’s still these feeble moves, I won’t entertain you."

"Want to leave? Leave your life here for this young master!"

Despite his reluctance, He Feihong also knew he must engage in close combat with Wei Fan. At such a distance, by the time the power reached Wei Fan’s body, it would be considerably weakened.

After all the hardships of coming from Profound Crane Sect to Beiding Continent and even inviting the Three-Eyed Toad Saint for protection, if he withdrew without daring to fight closely with Wei Fan, he would bring shame not just to himself but to the Profound Crane Sect as well.

"Boom!"

He Feihong turned into a streak of light and rushed towards Wei Fan, the speed was terrifying, causing a dreadful sonic boom in the Void World.

His fist was covered with a thick layer of Dao Power, rubbing against the air like a meteor, and within a blink, he was in front of Wei Fan.

Wei Fan executed the Great Sun Shattering Fist, instinctively throwing a punch forward, the fiery Great Sun emitted a scorching heat that could burn the sky and boil the sea, sweeping terrifying heat waves in all directions.

"Boom..."

A terrifying sound like two worlds colliding resonated, the Great Sun shattered into pieces, exploding forward, landing on his own body and being obliterated.

In front of him, He Feihong transitioned from extreme speed to a halt, revealing a shocked expression.

He exhibited the Crane Race’s extreme speed, crossing several miles in an instant, yet didn’t expect Wei Fan to react, accurately landing a punch on his fist.

The exploding Great Sun struck him, making clinking noises, his white clothes swelled, hair fluttered wildly, the rebounding power resembled waves, and the light on He Feihong’s body twisted.

In the next moment, he involuntarily flew backward, his face flushed red.

In the first real confrontation, He Feihong was no match for Wei Fan, even though he had the Demon Emperor Bloodline and his cultivation was higher than Wei Fan’s, Wei Fan’s mere physical power broke his astounding punch.

The space shattered directly, revealing the mountains and earth outside, terrifying power gushed out.

Gu Qingshan gently waved his sleeve, sweeping away the dreadful power to prevent it from destroying the mountains near Celestial Star City.

"Body Ascension is actually fearsome!" He Feihong was somewhat moved.

"You’re alright, against a regular Condensing Dao Martial Saint, my punch would have shattered them into flesh."

Wei Fan also marveled, He Feihong’s body was extremely formidable, although he punched him back, the actual damage wasn’t significant.

"Arrogant!"

However, these words fell on He Feihong’s ears with great insult; possessing the Demon Emperor Bloodline, yet retreating in a high-level battle with Wei Fan was a humiliation to him.

He Feihong once more charged, Wei Fan’s punch hadn’t inflicted significant harm, giving He Feihong some confidence.

"Slash!"

The roaring sound of rivers flowed from He Feihong’s body, power surged madly, and cold beams shot out from his eyes, Demon Qi soared to the skies.

With hands shaped like blades, he lifted his arm high and made a striking motion, as Will Power exploded, the Great Dao was invoked, Chains of Order emitted flowing light converged on his body.

The terrifying Sword Intent shattered space, Chaos Qi surged forth, a phantom giant sword penetrated from the Void World to the real world.

"Boom!"

It seemed like heaven and earth had been split apart, words couldn’t describe the ferocity of this sword, even the Sword Dao resonated, divine light erupted, flowing like water as it augmented.

In the process, He Feihong’s arm transformed into pure white wings like snow, each feather gathered Sword Qi like heavenly swords, divine light fiercely gleamed.

These feathers had been infused with Will Power over years of shedding, a single pluck could give a Martial King Powerhouse far superior power than ordinary top-level Martial King Divine Soldiers, and he was covered in such feathers.

"A newly-advanced Dharma Martial Saint cannot withstand this move, coming to kill Wei Fan, this beast is indeed extraordinary." Zhou Shen showed a serious expression.

Wei Fan’s hair flew wildly, his Battle Intent boiled over, he raised his arm: "I’ve always been forced to defend, now you try taking a saber from me."

The Blood Qi surged in the Void World, turning himself into an emotionless Celestial Saber, the sharp Saber Intent clashed with He Feihong’s Sword Intent across the distance.

The Four Symbols Divine Beast Dao became apparent, beast roars thundered in the ears.