Chapter 647 - 429: The Qilin Ape Saint Appears
"Boom!"
Zhou Shen threw a punch, his fist as bright as the Great Sun, producing waves of Dao sounds.
Though he appeared elderly, his power was terrifyingly unrivaled; he had already demonstrated the strength of a Dharma Martial Saint while at the Vajra Sect, unlike a typical Saint Realm powerhouse.
The Golden Lion King was caught off guard, and the sound waves emitted along with the paws clawed out were all sent back by Zhou Shen’s punch. His mountain-like body tumbled through the Void World, almost flying backwards a thousand feet.
"Roar!"
After stabilizing his body, he quickly transformed into a burly man dressed in gold, glaring angrily at Zhou Shen and Wei Fan: "You old thing, you’re indeed lurking nearby. His appearance was orchestrated by you."
Wei Fan had already appeared in the Wilderness for three days. The Demon Race’s knowledge wasn’t delayed about Wei Fan’s presence, but rather concerned that his appearance was the work of the Demon Hunter Organization.
After all, Wei Fan was too eye-catching, with talents akin to a Demon, and many enemies. In such circumstances, the wisest course for Wei Fan was to hide, break through to the Saint Realm, and then appear, much like Xuanyuan Peak did in the past.
The sudden appearance was likely a trap.
"You knew, yet you dared to appear?" Zhou Shen raised an eyebrow.
He didn’t actually believe that the Demon Race couldn’t see through their plan, but using Wei Fan as bait was transparently overt. Unless these Demon Saints wanted to give Wei Fan the chance to become a Saint, they’d walk into the trap knowing it’s a snare.
"He must die!" The Golden Lion King snorted coldly.
Not to mention Wei Fan killing his son, a formidable foe who could resist Holy Soldiers barehanded, not weaker than Xuanyuan Peak’s demon-like talent, the Demon Race would never give Wei Fan a chance to become a Saint.
Should he truly become a Saint, Wei Fan would become a formidable force. With his Martial King Realm, he could resist Holy Soldiers with his bare hands; ordinary Demon Saints wouldn’t be able to handle Wei Fan. Plus, considering his terrifying cultivation speed, it wouldn’t be long before the Human Race would have an invincible Saint Realm powerhouse, which every Demon Saint wished to prevent.
Moreover, Wei Fan harbored animosity towards the Demon Race, having already eradicated all Demon Fiends in the Wilderness. Upon entering the Five Great Domains, he continued this approach. No Demon Saint would want such a demon to become a Saint.
"You alone are not enough!" Zhou Shen unleashed an ocean-like power, and chains of order piercing the firmament appeared.
The Golden Lion King nodded: "Come out, everyone!"
Knowing it’s a trap, he naturally wouldn’t come alone to kill Wei Fan. These past few days, the Demon Race has been gathering powerhouses.
"Zhou Shen, today I will kill you!"
The firmament suddenly trembled, as if crushed by a massive mountain weighing thousands of pounds. A pitch-black figure like ink appeared, his eyes blood-red, with two sharp ox horns like two Celestial Sabers piercing the sky, his hair flowing like a waterfall.
The surrounding martial artists gasped; another Demon Saint had arrived, Zhou Shen feared he’d be unable to withstand.
Initially, there were two Saint Realm powerhouses from the Human Race present, but the old clan leader and Elder Xuanqing of the Celestial Profound Sect were already fighting fiercely. Even once the Demon Saint appeared, they continued their battle.
Zhou Shen spoke one word at a time: "Five-Colored Demon Bull King, yet with you added, still not enough — how many more beasts, all come out!"
Then, he looked towards the old clan leader engaged in the Void World battle with Elder Xuanqing: "Old fellow, stop fighting, let’s kill these beasts first."
"You hold on for a while, this bastard thinks my Wilderness is empty, today I’ll slaughter him no matter what."
The old clan leader’s roaring voice came through, having fought fiercely, not letting Elder Xuanqing go despite the Demon Saint’s arrival.
At this moment, he swung his axe one blow after another, forcing Elder Xuanqing to continuously retreat, already bearing several scars.
His words also revealed information: Zhou Shen wasn’t alone, the Human Race still had Saint Realm powerhouses.
"Boom!"
The void cracked open, and out stepped a snow-white-clad, long-sword-wielding white-haired man.
His expression stern, his features were as if carved with knives and axes. Upon his appearance, a surge of Sword Qi soared towards the sky, as if all things in heaven and earth were about to become swords. Clouds contracted, forming into long swords, even trees on the ground withdrew, transforming into swords.
Meanwhile, all around, any martial artist carrying a sword felt their swords tremble, producing sounds akin to worshiping a king.
"White-haired Sword Saint Li Jianchen!"
Someone screamed in frenzy, face full of admiration. Among the Five Great Domains, Saint Realm powerhouses were numerous, but few earned the name Sword Saint.
Li Jianchen, one of the two Vice Hall Masters of the Beiding Continent Demon Hunter Organization, not yet a hundred years old, acclaimed as the first Sword Saint of Beiding Continent. He proves the Dao with swords; his Sword Dao cultivation unmatched in several continents nearby, and he has slain several Demon Saints.
Upon his arrival, even the Five-Colored Demon Bull King and Golden Lion King’s expressions changed, for Li Jianchen’s lethal prowess was formidable, instilling dread in the Demon Race of Beiding Continent before he became a Saint.
"Stop hiding, come out, all of you!"
Behind Li Jianchen, a Sword Qi appeared, splitting the void, revealing three mountain-like figures, with a momentous fierce force surging out.
"Black Flood Dragon King, Dragon Horned Deer King, Golden Scale Python King, Wei Fan is in trouble; to kill him, the Demon Race deployed five Demon Saints."
Some displayed concern, along with the Five-Colored Demon Bull King and Golden Lion King, a total of five Demon Saints appeared from the Demon Race. Even if Li Jianchen and Zhou Shen teamed up with a descendant of Qi Daozhen, they couldn’t match these five Demon Saints.
"Qilin Ape Saint hasn’t come yet!" Zhou Shen furrowed his brows slightly.
These Demon Saints can be left alive or killed, but the main target is still the Qilin Ape Demon Saint. Even with the enemy who killed his son appearing, the Qilin Ape Demon Saint remains seated, making him increasingly uneasy.
"Did you kill the Black-Scaled Flood Dragon King?"
The Black Flood Dragon King’s eyes, as large as lanterns, emitted a terrifying light beam, with a monstrous aura spreading across the world.
His body was as vast as a mountain, over ten zhang thick, and any casual movement could tear the void, causing a landslide or tsunami.
"Is he your son? A few months ago, I slaughtered a black long worm and roasted it; the taste wasn’t bad. I wonder if that’s the one you’re talking about."
While speaking, Wei Fan took out a giant dragon scale.
"You deserve to die. Today, you shall definitely perish."
The Black Flood Dragon King roared angrily, his voice resonating like a great bell, causing eardrums to hurt. The Black-Scaled Flood Dragon King was not his son, but a member of his clan.
Their clan’s bloodline was strong, but producing offspring was extremely difficult. Even the powerful Five-Colored Demon Bull clan only had a few hundred members in total, while his Black Flood Dragon clan, after thousands of years, still only had a few dozen members. Losing even one was unacceptable.
Moreover, after entering the Wilderness, he learned that there was once a nest of Black Flood Dragons here but had been wiped out by Wei Fan.
Wei Fan’s expression didn’t change: "There have been plenty of beasts wanting to kill me; who do you think you are? The son of the Golden Lion King was also killed by me, but he didn’t get to kill me because I killed the most sons of the Five-Colored Demon Bull King—two of them."
"Beast, you deserve to die!" The Five-Colored Demon Bull King and the Golden Lion King couldn’t restrain themselves anymore; this bastard specialized in killing the offspring of these Demon Saints.
Wei Fan looked at the Five-Colored Demon Bull King: "It’s not your turn to kill me either. Your two worthless sons were killed just like that, but the strongest bloodline I’ve killed belonged to the Qilin Ape Saint’s son, Yuan Jie, who possessed Holy Blood.
Unfortunately, his flesh was too valuable; I couldn’t bring myself to eat it, so I sold it to the Demon Hunter Organization for alchemy."
A group of Demon Saints glared furiously, their anger reaching the Nine Heavens. Though they were in the Wilderness, they were aware of what Wei Fan had done on the Beiding Continent. Among the five Demon Kings present, only the Golden Scale Python King did not have clan members killed by Wei Fan, while the offspring or many clan members of the other Demon Saints had been slaughtered by him.
"You’re trying to enrage the Qilin Ape Saint, but unfortunately, he didn’t come!" The Black Flood Dragon King showed a mocking expression, understanding more or less Zhou Shen and others’ plans.
"If he didn’t come, then several of you will die here today!"
The void ripped open, and Gu Qingshan emerged from within. He was intended to deal with the Qilin Ape King, but since the Qilin Ape didn’t appear, he had to come out.
Several Demon Saints showed a cautious look; no one dared underestimate a Sub-Palace Master of the Demon Hunter Organization. Without absolute cultivation strength, it was impossible to make someone like Li Jianchen bow down.
"You’ve got quite a mouth. Do you think I am just decoration?" The Black Flood Dragon King’s gigantic body shrank, transforming into a robust man with hair flying wildly; muscles bulged all over his body, and dragon scales covered him entirely.
"Everyone’s here, let’s kill!"
Behind Li Jianchen, the Divine Sword automatically unsheathed, its sharp sword qi instantly tearing through the sky, bringing out Chaos Qi.
With a single sword strike, the sky was filled with surging sword qi, enveloping both the Dragon Horned Deer King and the Golden Lion King, aiming to single-handedly battle these two great Demon Saints.
"This old fellow is killing like he’s gone mad!"
Zhou Shen glanced helplessly at the distant old Clan Leader and then charged forward: "Golden Scale Python King, come fight a battle."
"Don’t be in a rush to reveal yourself!"
Gu Qingshan transmitted a message to Wei Fan, and then also flew out, engaging in battle with the Black Flood Dragon King and the Five-Colored Demon Bull King in the Void World.
Hearing this, Wei Fan reluctantly suppressed his battle intent; the Qilin Ape Saint might not have come, but if the Human Race appeared overly strong, that old demon might not dare show up.
"Boom...!"
A group of Saint Realm powerhouses clashed, creating a terrifying scene, as if ten thousand thunders were rumbling through the world and space shattered.
The Great Dao materialized, with massive Chains of Order piercing through heaven and earth, while Dao Power surged like a vast ocean.
Everyone retreated far back, watching the battle from over a hundred miles away.
So many Saint Realm powerhouses fighting, if not for entering the Void World, the surrounding hundreds of miles could have become ruins.
Even so, many mountains collapsed in the power fluctuations.
"Settle!"
Wei Fan frowned; the Five Tigers Sect, such a cultivation holy land, being destroyed would be an enormous loss for the Desert Human Race. He dropped several Big Banners from the sky, protecting the mountains near the Five Tigers Sect.
After doing this, he looked up to see Li Jianchen struggling a bit against two opponents, Zhou Shen’s opponent, the Golden Scale Python King, also being a Dharma Demon Saint, similarly pressing Zhou Shen, while only Gu Qingshan, with overwhelming cultivation, was causing the Black Flood Dragon King and the Five-Colored Demon Bull King to retreat continually.
"Hold on, I can dismember this bastard alive soon!"
The old Clan Leader’s voice came from the depths of the Void World. Elder Xuanqing was nearly slain by him, with knife wounds exposing flesh all over his body.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a bloody giant mouth appeared in the depths of the Void World, about to swallow the battling old Clan Leader and Elder Xuanqing whole.