Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting-Chapter 241 - 132: Mythical Species, Looting the Black Python Demon Lord’s Lair
[Jiao Demon: Ninth Grade of Core Formation, Rearing Human Race, Eating Countless Humans]
[Kill it, you can gain 3600 years of power]
"Mythical Species!"
Wei Fan’s eyes flickered, no wonder he could simultaneously fight against Zhou Zhenyuan and Chen Qiming, two Demon Suppression Assistant Generals, and still have the upper hand; it turned out to be a Flood Dragon.
"Who are you? Among the Eight Great Demon Suppression Assistant Generals of Su City, there’s no one as young as you."
The Jiao Demon, after the initial surprise, surprisingly calmed down and showed no intention of fleeing.
Wei Fan smiled: "Interesting, you’re not running!"
The Jiao Demon raised an eyebrow: "I belong to the Black Lake lineage, do you dare to kill me?"
Black Lake Demon Venerable was its confidence.
Unfortunately, Wei Fan didn’t even know what Black Lake lineage was, and even if he did, he wouldn’t fear it. He dared to kill a Demon Monarch before he was a Grandmaster, let alone now: "I’ve slain plenty of Demons, but never a Flood Dragon. Even if your father is a Demon King, you’re destined to die today."
Upon hearing this, the Jiao Demon’s expression changed drastically. This guy wasn’t intimidated by the words "Black Lake lineage" at all, but instead showed an eager look because of its Flood Dragon bloodline.
That excited expression was as if it encountered an extraordinary Demon from the Human Race it wanted to slay, triggered by rare species.
It panicked: "The Black Lake lineage has a Demon Venerable as its guardian, it’s best you think this through."
Simultaneously, its body exploded with a bang, and amidst the enormous black smoke, a mighty Flood Dragon appeared, its agile and powerful dragon body rapidly soaring toward the sky.
Covered in cyan scales, a row of cockscombs extended from its head to its tail, and its four dragon claws were sharp and fierce.
"Moo..."
The dragon’s roar shook the land, and gale and fog emerged out of nowhere, propelling the Jiao Demon swiftly into the sky.
The intense dragon’s might made the nearby Demonic creatures tremble, especially serpentine monsters, who prostrated on the ground, allowing many Demon Suppression Guards to easily slay their enemies.
"It really is a Flood Dragon!"
"No wonder Assistant General Zhou and Assistant General Chen couldn’t take it down together!"
"..."
Several Demon Suppression Guards exclaimed in surprise; not just Wei Fan, but most were seeing a Flood Dragon, a mythical creature, for the first time.
Wei Fan’s figure shot skyward.
"You think you can escape in front of me? I said even if your father is a Demon King, you’ll still die. Did you think I was joking!"
In almost an instant, Wei Fan, like a bolt of lightning, caught up with the Jiao Demon in mid-air and unleashed the Dragon Roar Heaven-Shattering Finger.
The dazzling purple light intertwined with dragon roars, and the massive finger, thick as a tree, shattered the demonic power as it struck the Jiao Demon’s body.
The Jiao Demon’s body sank, and the black-glowing scale armor shattered, terrifying cracks rapidly spreading across the Jiao Demon’s body.
"Ahh... The Black Lake lineage will never let you go!"
Amidst the anguished howl, flesh and blood exploded, and a Demon Pill was swept back by Wei Fan’s Power of Heart and Spirit.
Even a powerful Flood Dragon that could contend with two Demon Suppression Assistant Generals was killed with a single finger in the presence of a Grandmaster.
Flesh and blood rained down from the sky, like a torrent, raising countless dust clouds on the ground.
[Slain Jiao Demon, gained 3600 years of power]
[Ordinary Power: 9510 years]
[Spirit Soul Power: 10 years]
"The Dragon Monarch is dead!"
"The two Demon Monarchs haven’t appeared, it seems something really happened to them!"
"Run away!"
...
Seeing this scene, all Demonic creatures were terrified to the core, cold sweat streaming down their bodies as they began to flee.
"Don’t let these beasts get away!"
"Kill them all!"
"Today we shall level Cyan Cloud Mountain!"
...
The momentum of the Human Race army was high, with excited roars echoing everywhere.
"Not a single Demon should escape!"
Wei Fan’s voice spread across the battlefield, his figure rapidly flickering. Every time he stopped, a Nascent Soul Demon Fiend exploded, and its Demon Pill was seized.
After he stopped more than a dozen times, there were no more Nascent Soul Demon Fiends on the battlefield.
He killed some, while Zhou Zhenyuan and other experts, freed up by Wei Fan, killed others. A few, due to being too distant, escaped without a trace.
However, the escaped Nascent Soul Demon Fiends were certainly no more than a handful; the remaining Demons were utterly terrified.
Next was a one-sided massacre, as Zhou Zhenyuan, Chen Qiming, Jin Wucheng, Zhang Xianlong, and other Celestial Martial Artists began participating in the slaughter of lower-level Demons.
Wei Fan led the Human Race army in pursuit from the city walls to the foot of Cyan Cloud Mountain, then all the way into the depths of Cyan Cloud Mountain.
Along the way, the ground was covered with the corpses of Demonic creatures.
Half an hour later, even when Wei Fan flew into the sky, his sight couldn’t catch a glimpse of a single Demon.
"Cyan Cloud Mountain has truly been leveled; I never thought I would see the day it was broken in my lifetime."
Old General Chen Qiming was full of emotion, his eyes red.
Cyan Cloud Mountain erupted in turmoil year after year, and was suppressed year after year, with countless people buried here.
Wei Fan cupped his fists: "Old General, what should we do next?"
Even though he held Situ Feng’s Commander Token, he had no experience with such matters.
Chen Qiming, looking at Wei Fan with an expression of awe, said solemnly: "Some will return to clean up the battlefield, gather usable items from the Demons’ bodies, collect the bones of fallen brothers, heal the injured, and those unharmed will press forward, find the Demons’ nest in Cyan Cloud Mountain, and truly occupy this place."
Wei Fan nodded: "Then I’ll leave everything to the Old General’s command!"
Chen Qiming, knowing Wei Fan lacked experience in leading, immediately summoned a Deputy General to pass down orders, while Zhou Zhenyuan and Wei Fan led some troops ahead to prevent any remaining Demons from escaping.
Zhang Xianlong flew over, landing beside Wei Fan: "Wei Fan, is my Master alright?"
He was a Demon Hunter, not obligated to lead, and could move freely.
His Master Situ Feng hadn’t appeared, leaving him somewhat uneasy.
