Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

"Old geezer, I originally wanted you to experience the pain of a white-haired person sending off a black-haired one, but since you’re seeking death, I’ll send you off first."

Yin Tianshou struck with his massive hand, charging towards Wei Fan, aiming to capture him and extract his Primordial Spirit for a Soul Search.

"You arrogant brat, I am an Array Grandmaster, the Great Saint of this era, you don’t understand what the name Yin Tianshou represents in the Eastern Domain."

He roared, his massive hand swelling threefold, emitting an even more astounding aura. If it weren’t for the Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill, he would have slapped Wei Fan to death.

"Moo..."

"Roar..."

Suddenly, Yin Tianshou heard the sounds of a Tiger Roar and Dragon’s Chant beside his ear, and saw blinding golden light erupting from Wei Fan’s body, a terrifying aura instantly filled the entire Array Space, as if something frightening was awakening inside Wei Fan.

"What is this? Could it be he has a Martial Emperor Divine Soldier on him!"

Yin Tianshou’s hair stood on end; this aura definitely wasn’t something Wei Fan could produce. The aura of a Saint Realm powerhouse wasn’t enough to make his heart race, only a power beyond the Saint Realm could give him such a feeling of horror.

His pupils violently contracted, witnessing an even more astonishing sight; the massive hand he unleashed was forced open by the golden light, and a huge Golden Bell soared from Wei Fan’s body, rapidly expanding.

Upon it, Dragon and Tiger apparitions, Ten Thousand Spirits worshipped, numerous apparitions emitted a Saint Realm aura, even fiercely looking back at him.

"What kind of Divine Soldier is this? Run..."

Yin Tianshou was horrified; this Divine Soldier hadn’t even manifested its anomaly yet it was already so astounding. If it were fully unleashed, he wouldn’t be able to withstand it.

In an instant, he cast aside any thoughts of the Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill, only wanting to flee far away with his son Yin Wu.

Without hesitation, his massive hand covered the heavens, reaching towards his son Yin Wu.

"Clang..."

Yet before he could seize his son, a deep, resonating bell sound echoed in his ear.

The golden bell waves rippled like water, instantly filling the Array Space, and in the next moment, the bell waves transformed into a torrential sea of thunder.

"Spare me!"

Yin Tianshou screamed in terror, his massive hand vanishing beneath the surging thunder tide, his son, the demonic prodigy whose body had ascended, didn’t even have time to scream before being directly evaporated, leaving nothing behind.

"Who on earth are you?"

Yin Tianshou’s voice trembled, Will Power surged wildly, attempting to invoke the Great Dao’s defense, but before the Great Dao could be summoned, he was already submerged by the sea of thunder, his consciousness scattering under the terrifying lightning.

The violent purple lightning instantly pierced through his Protective Dao Power, penetrated his flesh, riddled him with holes, and evaporated his blood and flesh.

Before Wei Fan could answer, his consciousness had already sunk into darkness, his body reduced to ashes, no trace left at all.

Even as a Great Saint powerhouse, Yin Tianshou’s resistance to the Golden Bell wasn’t notably stronger.

[Killed Yin Wu, gained 500,000 years of Ordinary Power, 3,000 years of Martial Saint Power]

[Killed Yin Tianshou, gained 500,000 years of Ordinary Power, 6,000 years of Martial Saint Power]

[Ordinary Power: 6.31 million years]

[Martial Saint Power: 9,000 years]

"I didn’t even exert my full strength..."

He merely unleashed a soundwave attack, yet exterminated a Great Saint, the terrifying might indescribable.

Although he hadn’t added more power to the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell recently, it had actually been continuously enhancing; as he slaughtered more and more Saint Realm powerhouses, the imprints of these Saints were absorbed by the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell, further strengthening it.

The violent purple lightning roared like a tide, instantly annihilating Yin Tianshou and his son, destroying the Dao Patterns on the ground, and the entire Array Space cracked open, revealing the clear sky outside.

Wei Fan’s heart stirred, and the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell shrunk, merging into his body and disappearing.

Simultaneously, the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell emitted mysterious fluctuations, capturing the imprints of Yin Tianshou and Yin Wu, replacing the existing ones on the Bell.

Their shadows appeared on the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell, beginning to worship towards unknown directions, meanwhile, the Bell’s might increased slightly.

By now, the number of Saint Realm powerhouse shadows upon the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell exceeded two figures.

"Rumbling..."

The purple lightning roared and rampaged over the earth, stirring a torrent of mud and stone, obliterating everything, raising a massive cloud of dust.

"Boom boom..."

Yin Tianshou’s Dao materialized, entwined with numerous Great Paths of Heaven and Earth, stretching for nearly eight thousand feet, clearly showing Yin Tianshou’s lifespan was nearly exhausted, and hadn’t cultivated to the pinnacle of the Great Saint realm.

Wei Fan soared into the sky, aware of how catastrophic the consequences of a Great Saint powerhouse’s Dao Collapse could be, although protected by the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell, this chaos infiltrated everywhere, directly impacting the Great Dao in the world, not even the Bell could provide complete protection.

Even if he wouldn’t die, his Primordial Spirit would suffer for a while.

The Great Dao roared, and suddenly the Chain of Order directly snapped, the collapsing power of the Great Dao surged in all directions, the epicenter comparable to a battle between two Great Saint powerhouses.

No matter how quickly Wei Fan flew over ten miles away he still felt a shock to his Dao, his Primordial Spirit affected, after suppressing the vibration, he casually picked a direction and swiftly left, wary that the tremors might attract unnecessary trouble.

The main issue was he had no idea where this place was, considering the situation where Yin Tianshou and his son both practiced Demon Skill, it was possibly the heartland of the Demon Fiend.

Of course, such a possibility is small. He won’t be too far from the Holy City because the teleportation time isn’t long.

Sure enough, after a few moments, a Saint Realm powerhouse appeared nearby and asked what had happened.

Wei Fan wouldn’t say he killed a Great Saint powerhouse, but rather that he was also attracted by the disturbance. These people continued to rush towards the place where the Dao Collapse occurred, while he flew along the direction from which these people came, soon seeing a sizeable city.

He descended from the sky, not hiding his true appearance. Although his fame is quite loud now, not many have actually seen him.

By the roadside, he stopped a young swordsman carrying a sword and inquired a bit, it was indeed still Yaozhou here.

Yaozhou is where the Holy City is located, the Holy City is just a place and doesn’t represent this entire region, the real name of this area is Yaozhou.

"Brother, if you want to go from here to the Holy City, it’s not far. Even a Martial King would have to fly for about a month, and there’s no nearby Transmission Domain Gate."

Wei Fan frowned slightly, a Martial King would have to fly a month, and even if the speed of a Martial Saint powerhouse is fast, it would still take a day or two through the Void World.

"Furthermore, the road from here to the Holy City isn’t peaceful; killing and robbery are common, and there might be Demon Fiends appearing.

If you’re heading to the Holy City, you could go along with those caravans. There’s protection and besides, if your strength is high, they might pay you."

The young swordsman was very enthusiastic, instructing Wei Fan on how to get to the Holy City.

Wei Fan shook his head and refused: "Thanks for the information, but I’m in a hurry to get to the Holy City, no time to wait."

As he spoke, he tore space open with his hands, plunged in headfirst, and disappeared.

"Holy... Holy Realm powerhouse, so young."

The young swordsman was shocked, almost breaking into a cold sweat, realizing he called a Saint Realm powerhouse "brother."

...

The Holy City is never dark; even at night, the Holy City does not fall into darkness.

However, the Holy City follows ancient rules, closing its gates at night and not allowing anyone to enter or exit.

Many taverns and entertainment places remain open, and what’s discussed most at gatherings is Wei Fan being teleported away by someone lying in wait.

"Wei Fan is probably fallen, but no one has his Soul Token, so there’s no news for now."

"The Demon Hunter Organization issued a reward for finding Wei Fan, but no one has claimed it, the situation is quite clear."

"It’s a pity, a generation’s prodigy, surpassing Xuanyuan Peak, with Martial Emperor potential, fallen just like that."

"He was so brilliant, if he doesn’t die, then no one else stands a chance against the Venerable Phoenix Body!"

"Even the Martial Emperor is helpless, chances of survival are slim. Someone with such means is either from the Martial Emperor Clan or a Great Saint powerhouse."

...

It’s been half a day since Wei Fan was teleported away, yet there’s still no news. Both those with grudges and the spectators are paying attention to this matter.

"Are you all just hoping for Wei Fan’s death?"

Li Jianchen was furious; many had been contacting him today to inquire about Wei Fan, but without exception, their first question was whether Wei Fan is really dead. For this, he almost fought several people.

"He’s feeling a bit upset!"

Lu Shun’an offered a smile to those around, having searched near the Holy City for Wei Fan until dark but found nothing. Frustrated, they came here to drink, only to hear people say Wei Fan was dead; no wonder they got angry.

He comforted and pulled Li Jianchen to a seat: "Wei Fan can’t be in trouble, such a prodigy of his kind can’t be struck down by minor mishaps. The Demon Hunter Organization has already stated, unless someone wants to be exterminated, no one dares to harm Wei Fan."

Li Jianchen looked troubled: "It’s been half a day, and there’s still no news. When he left Beiding Continent, Elder Zhou entrusted me to take good care of him, saying he has potential to become Emperor, destined to be a pillar for our Human Race. If something happens to him, how can I answer to Elder Zhou? Today, I’ve thought of contacting Elder Zhou several times, but taking out the Communication Jade Token, I dared not speak..."

He suddenly realized: "Damn, how could I forget this."

With his wrist turned, a Communication Jade Token appeared in his hand; having focused all day on finding Wei Fan, he forgot to use the Jade Token to contact him.

Heart Spirit infused into the jade, and a message was sent.

Tang Xiao and others looked dumbfounded at Li Jianchen: "You didn’t use the Jade Token to contact him earlier?"

They knew Wei Fan for a short time and had no link through the Jade Token, hence couldn’t contact him, and didn’t think of it, but unexpectedly Li Jianchen also hadn’t thought of using the Jade Token to contact Wei Fan.

Li Jianchen said nothing, his mind tense; whether Wei Fan is in trouble or safe, he’ll know once there’s a response.

"Don’t worry, he was teleported away by someone deploying a Teleportation Array, the distance should be far, might take some time to receive a message, let’s eat first."

Li Jianchen nodded, putting the Waist Token on the table, and took a big gulp of Spirit Wine.

"Buzz... Buzz..."

Next moment, he felt the table begin to vibrate.

The few stared wide-eyed, seeing the Jade Token Li Jianchen placed on the table emit a faint glow and start vibrating.

"Quick, look!" Lu Shun’an, Tang Xiao, and others urged Li Jianchen excitedly.

He snatched up the Jade Token, infusing Heart Spirit, and next moment, his face showed a free and unrestrained smile.