Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

"Even an idiot like you would know it, how could I not?

If you want to see my martial techniques, then as you wish!"

Wei Fan suddenly lifted his head, a surge of fierce and ominous aura erupted from his body. At the same time, a web of Dao Patterns emerged, intertwining with this fierce aura, transforming into a Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon.

"Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon, you actually dared to kill the descendants of the Jiao Emperor just to cultivate the Nine Dragons Nine Elephants Skill!" Wei Fan’s audacity left Wang Tai utterly shocked; this was far more severe than merely slaying a Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon.

He understood that it wasn’t that Wei Fan lacked martial techniques, rather his martial techniques were terrifying.

Rumors in the Jianghu suggested Wei Fan had just slain a Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon merely two or three days ago, yet he had already refined it and mastered the Nine Dragons Nine Elephants Skill at such an astonishing speed.

"Moo..."

The next moment, Wei Fan opened his mouth and let out a dragon’s roar, and the Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon on his body followed suit with a great bellow.

The vast sea of Dao Power exploded, the space fractured, transforming into Chaos Qi. The various Great Daos behind Wang Tai were subdued by this roar, some directly vanished, severing their connection with Wang Tai.

"The power of the Celestial Dragon’s Roar has indeed increased significantly..."

With the augmentation from the Dragon Soul, the Celestial Dragon’s Roar now possessed some characteristics of a Primordial Spirit Martial Technique, yet he had only refined one Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon, and the Nine Dragons Nine Elephants Skill had yet to truly reach Perfection.

One must know, in Zhou Shen’s depiction, if the Nine Dragons Nine Elephants Skill could truly slay Nine Dragons and Nine Elephants as an aid to cultivation, its power would not be inferior to the Martial Emperor Technique.

"Roar!"

Wei Fan’s hair fluttered wildly, like a War God; amidst a long howl, a vast array of Dao Patterns again surged from his body, transforming into a colossal Celestial Horned Elephant.

"One Dragon One Elephant!"

Wang Tai’s expression changed, Wei Fan before his eyes seemed like a transformed Demon, the brutal and ferocious aura instilled a sense of dread in him.

Some martial artists of the Human Race were peculiar, violently bullying their kind, each harsher than the last. Yet, when pitted against demons, they resembled a cat facing a mouse, their innate momentum weakened by three parts.

Even though the Celestial Dragon’s Roar exhibited some traits of a Primordial Spirit Attack, it wasn’t sufficient for Wei Fan, just at the initial stage of Divine Containment, to suppress Wang Tai—who had already Condensed Dao for two thousand zhang—with an inauthentic Primordial Spirit Attack.

The fundamental reason for his fear was Wang Tai’s innate terror of demons, which birthed a fear beneath the Celestial Dragon’s Roar.

"Let me show you my martial techniques!"

Wei Fan moved with the agility of a dragon, hair wildly dancing, with the Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon and Celestial Horned Elephant behind him wailing.

"Boom!"

He stepped forward, delivering a punch, the shadows of the Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon and Celestial Horned Elephant followed the punch, transforming into a gusting wind, crashing toward Wang Tai.

"Bang!"

Wang Tai’s heart and soul were deeply shocked, feeling as if struck by a mountain on his chest; the immense power shattered the Dao Power guarding him, and his body involuntarily flew backward.

In an instant, almost all the Great Daos behind him vanished, and the Dao Power’s source was suddenly cut off.

"You’re nothing but a waste who bullies your own!"

Wei Fan was naturally aware of the reason for this occurrence. Originally, the Nine Dragons Nine Elephants Skill—having refined just One Dragon One Elephant—was not supposed to be so potent. However, due to Wang Tai’s fear of demons, his strength dramatically waned.

He pursued, his fist like rolling thunder, unstoppable.

Blood trickled from Wang Tai’s mouth; he twisted his body with difficulty to evade, but Wei Fan’s punch still grazed his body, sending him flying again.

"Miscreant, he’s a human, not a demon; what’s to be afraid of? You are a descendant of the Martial Emperor; how can you fear a mud-legged man from the dregs!"

Wang Chuan Sect shouted loudly from afar, not rushing to intervene. The Wang Family knew of Wang Tai’s fear of demons; unless this fear was overcome, Wang Tai’s path on the Martial Dao would not go far.

"What of your Martial Emperor’s Secret Techniques? What of your ambition to rival your ancestors? Show it, kill this mud-legged man who dared kill a descendant of my Wang Family, and defend the dignity of our Martial Emperor Clan.

If today you can’t get through this, you’d better find a block of tofu and go bash yourself against it."

His voice carried a strange cadence, penetrating deep into the heart, with an uplifting power.

Wang Tai’s blood ignited, eyes radiant: "I can’t lose to a mud-legged man. Even if you aren’t a demon, even if you were, today I, Wang Tai, will kill you."

"Boom boom boom..."

The Void World shook, the fear in Wang Tai dissipated entirely, and the vanished Great Daos reappeared, bridging the Void World and the real world.

He seemed reborn, his entire demeanor vastly changed, exuding dominance, fearless, his Will Power sweeping through the heavens and earth like a storm, summoning even more Great Daos.

"Good! This is the kind of young man I expect from my Wang Family!"

Wang Chuan Sect showed a pleased smile. With such great change in Wang Tai, even if he couldn’t beat Wei Fan today, the gains were already ample.

In the future, even if he can’t become an Emperor, he will be a pillar of the Wang Family, and bringing Wang Tai to kill Wei Fan was indeed a right choice.

The Martial Emperor Family may not resist the Demon Fiend, but it must not fear.

"Ancestral Emperor’s True Body!"

Wang Tai roared, unleashing Will Power, and his forehead emitted a strange pulsation, rapidly drawing upon the Power of the Great Path.

At the same time, his body shone brilliantly, and the Emperor’s Aura sent shivers down one’s Heart Spirit.

"Boom!"

The Void World trembled most terrifyingly, like the collapse of heaven and earth.

In the next moment, a grand and majestic great path was drawn out, piercing through heaven and earth, reaching the end of the Void World.

This mysterious great path appeared, and like a torrent, Dao Power surged forth, flooding Wang Tai’s body.

Wang Tai’s momentum surged, divine light radiated, as the aura of the great path and Emperor’s Aura enveloped all, quickly forming a nearly ten-foot-tall phantom upon him.

The phantom had an imposing visage, appearing like a deity, as if all beings were ants before it, only able to bow in reverence.

Within the phantom, Wang Tai’s face was full of arrogance, pointing at the grand and majestic great path, saying, "This great path, we of the Wang Family call the Ancestral Dao; it is the great path of our imperial ancestor from ages past, an eternally existing path between heaven and earth, preserving our Wang Family throughout time.

You, who crawled out from the mud swamp, with dirt on your thighs still unwashed, do not truly understand the heritage of the Martial Emperor Family.

Today, with the Ancestral Emperor’s True Body of my Wang Family, I slay you; even in death, you should feel proud."

As he spoke, he stepped forth, sending a giant palm print toward Wei Fan, the Emperor’s Aura collapsing space, nearly breaking the Chain of Order, sparking a flicker.

"What the hell are you pretending to be a big shot; Wang Family eternal, even the Martial Emperor Clan has been annihilated, disappearing in the river of history, is the Martial Emperor Clan more powerful than the Martial Emperor Family?"

Dao Patterns flashed beneath Wei Fan’s feet, his figure retreating to evade the grand hand of the Ancestral Emperor’s True Body: "If one day I, Wei Fan, ascend to Emperor, I will shatter the Wang Family’s Ancestral Dao, it spawns degenerate descendants like you, he’s no good thing either, better not let such a Dao pollute heaven and earth."

This Ancestral Emperor’s True Body is indeed terrifying; even a trace of Emperor’s Aura is enough to make most Dharma Martial Saints grieve, even for someone achieving Body Ascension it poses a challenge, Martial Arts Spiritual Sense alerting him.

"Desecrating the Ancestral Emperor, you should die, you think you still have a future?"

Wang Tai heard Wei Fan’s words, ferocity gleamed in his eyes, the Ancestral Emperor’s True Body sending a palm through space toward Wei Fan, Dao Power like a heavenly river pouring down upon him.

"Moo!"

Simultaneously with emitting Celestial Dragon’s Roar, Wei Fan unleashed Nine Dragons Nine Elephants Skill with a punch; under the blessing of the Power of One Dragon and One Elephant, he managed only to shatter a corner of the Dao Power ocean, his body retreating dozens of feet, with the phantoms of the Celestial Horned Elephant and Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon dimming.

"Utter ignorance, can you withstand the Ancestral Emperor’s True Body? All are ants beneath the Martial Emperor, without martial techniques at this level, you dare contend with the Ancestral Emperor’s True Body of my Wang Family."

Wang Tai propelled the Dao Power ocean forward, double palms striking out again, a vast ocean of Dao Power enveloping Wei Fan.

The ocean surged, waves towering to the sky, Wei Fan’s figure already unseen, seemingly to be shattered within the ocean.

"Is it only your Wang Family that possesses Martial Emperor Technique? Merely a Martial Emperor, those unaware might think your Wang Family’s ancestor is a Martial Emperor."

Wei Fan’s indifferent voice sounded from within the ocean, time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Wang Tai’s pupils contracted, feeling a terrifying aura awakening within the ocean, as if a frightening life was reviving.

"Boom!"

In the next instant, the Dao Power ocean exploded, lifting towering waves, power beyond control surged in all directions.

In the exploding ocean, a set of Dao Patterns shot up to the sky, rapidly assembling in the void, supporting the descending palm of the Ancestral Emperor’s True Body.

Meanwhile, Wei Fan appeared like the War God manifesting on earth, his figure emerging from the ocean, stepping upon the waves.

"Rumble..."

Space shattered open, a grand and majestic great path appeared far superior to the Wang Family’s Ancestral Dao, emitting supreme and fierce Evil Qi.

It seemed like the most terrifying Demon Fiend in the world, ancient and primal Qi pervading; as soon as it appeared, Dao Power poured down as if a dam broke, intertwining with the Dao Patterns emanating from Wei Fan.

Almost instantly, a Kunpeng appeared in the Void World, flowing with astonishing Dao Yun, its presence cracking the sky.

Nine Heavens Kunpeng Body—True Body of the Kunpeng!

With martial techniques sacred in both body and Primordial Spirit, within the Demon Hunter Organization’s collected body technique martial techniques, Nine Heavens Kunpeng Body ranks first; its comprehensive destructive power is among the top ten worldwide, except for techniques created by Martial Emperor powerhouses, Nine Heavens Kunpeng Body stands in the top ten.

Whereas the Wang Family’s Martial Emperor’s Secret Technique, among all Martial Emperor’s Secret Techniques, would struggle to rank in the top twenty.

How can the Ancestral Emperor’s True Body compare with the True Body of the Kunpeng, especially in myth, the Kunpeng is a Supreme Level existence, at the very least being an Emperor Level entity, even if the Martial Emperor who created Nine Heavens Kunpeng Body didn’t fully comprehend the Dao left by the Kunpeng, it is certainly unparalleled by the Wang Family’s Ancestral Emperor’s True Body.

"You’re not just at Divine Cultivation, your Primordial Spirit Cultivation even broke through to the Dharma Realm..."

Wang Tai’s face was full of astonishment, waves of shock roiling within him, his scalp tingling; he realized he had once again underestimated Wei Fan’s demonic talent.

Within less than three months, not only had Wei Fan’s Body Refining Cultivation broken into the Divine Containment Realm but his Primordial Spirit Cultivation had even reached the Dharma Realm, a prodigious talent dazzling through the ages, terrifying enough to astound.