Grasping the Evil-Chapter 896: Fifth-grade Inferior Golden Immortal
Xin Jia’s eyes suddenly changed, never expecting that the beast he summoned would make such an excessive request, demanding half of his Demon Soul.
Without giving Xin Jia a chance to refuse, the black-robed elder’s words had just fallen when he immediately reached out with five fingers through the air, causing the traces around him to reverse.
Xin Jia drew a sharp breath, unable to predict the beast would directly attack him. In an instant, five black mist finger beams appeared within a hundred feet. With another flash, the finger beams pierced directly toward him, already upon him!
Xin Jia’s eyes turned cold; he would not allow the finger beams to reach him.
He shook his storage pouch, and twelve glittering golden Dragon Teeth immediately flew out, whirling and protecting him from the front.
The twelve Dragon Teeth were a set of defensive magical treasures, reaching the Acquired Seven Nirvana grade, quite remarkable. Once transformed, a dragon head phantom immediately flew out, swallowing the finger beams coming toward them.
However, the divine power of the finger beams was too astonishing; with just one strike, the dragon head phantom was obliterated. Moving forward, the twelve Dragon Teeth, struck heavily, were instantly reduced to flying ash by the finger beams...
Xin Jia was shocked; the mysterious power of the finger beams exceeded his expectations. Trying to escape was too late; he was directly pierced by the five finger beams, severely tearing the Demon Soul.
With a wrenching action, Xin Jia screamed, half of his Demon Soul being torn away by the black-robed elder, Demon Blood splashing everywhere.
The black-robed elder absorbed the torn Demon Soul, swallowing it. His complexion immediately brightened a bit, his aura surging again, reaching directly to the Mid Stage of Shekong.
The Mid Stage of Shekong seemed to be this black-robed elder’s cultivation limit.
He no longer devoured Demon Blood to boost his cultivation, and his icy gaze swept over the masses of the Demon Ship, finally resting on Ning Fan outside the Demon Ship.
As the gaze of the black-robed elder swept over, all the three thousand surviving Yin Yang Evil Vein cultivators on the Demon Ship felt a strange chill, shivering uncontrollably.
The black-robed elder’s divine powers were too fierce, too astonishing! With a flick of his fingers, he deprived two thousand Yin Yang Evil Vein cultivators of their Demon Blood; with a wave of his hand, he could obliterate traces, shatter an Acquired Immortal Treasure, and even tear Xin Jia’s Demon Soul apart, rendering Xin Jia helpless to resist...
Ning Fan’s eyes grew even more grave; in his view, the black-robed elder was much more dangerous than the current Xin Jia.
Ning Fan also noticed that when the black-robed elder activated his divine powers, there was a trace of purple light flickering in his eyes...
That fleeting purple light seemed somewhat familiar...
"Do you want to kill this person?"
The black-robed elder coldly asked Xin Jia, exuding a natural authority of a superior when facing him.
"Yes! You have already swallowed half of this Demon’s Demon Soul. Quickly kill this wretch, or this Demon will not easily forgive you!" Xin Jia replied with a gloomy expression.
At this moment, Xin Jia had only the left half of his Demon Soul remaining; the right half of his body had been tore off by the black-robed elder.
He activated his Demon Art, gradually reshaping the right half of his Demon Soul, growing limbs anew. However, the whole Demon Soul became illusory and transparent, its aura declining. The power of half his Demon Soul was taken by the black-robed elder and couldn’t be replenished!
Xin Jia’s gaze toward the black-robed elder was extremely cold, but more so, filled with regret.
Had he known summoning this beast would cost him half his Demon Soul, he would never have chosen to summon it at any cost.
The matter had occurred; everything was irretrievable. At this moment, Xin Jia only hoped to use the beast’s power to annihilate Ning Fan, and afterward, slowly settle the old score with this fiend!
"Noisy!" The black-robed elder’s eyes went cold, and a formless ancient demon’s might immediately pressed down on Xin Jia.
Under the impact of that pressure, Xin Jia felt a pain in his chest, retreated several steps, coughed up fresh blood, his face showing shock.
The black-robed elder, however, ignored Xin Jia, his cold gaze sweeping over Ning Fan with slight bewilderment.
But the bewilderment quickly transformed into indifferent and heartless killing intent, coldly saying,
"To kill this person, one finger is enough!"
The black-robed elder’s figure swayed, stepping into the world and disappearing without a trace.
In the next moment, around Ning Fan’s surroundings, thousands upon thousands of black mist demon shadows appeared, each one identical to the black-robed elder in appearance.
Each demon’s shadow seemed as if stepping on the Heavenly Dao, carrying an innate celestial majesty! The tens of thousands of demon shadows raised their fingers simultaneously, pressing down on Ning Fan through the void, the pressure akin to Heaven’s fury!
Without any booming sounds, without any demonic power moving, it was a simple and unremarkable gesture. The only peculiar aspect was a flow of purple-black demonic power at the fingertip!
Ning Fan’s gaze suddenly sharpened; if he saw correctly, this finger clearly contained the magic power of Fuli!
But that finger contained not only Fuli’s strength but also the power of the Barbarian Beasts.
At the black-robed elder’s fingertips, Fuli’s magic power and the Barbarian Beast power were perfectly integrated!
Under that power, the traces around Ning Fan’s body immediately began to reverse!
In the world, numerous virtual shadows of Cultivation Stars appeared. These shadows, without exception, were rotating contrary to the Great Dao, half purple-black, half black-red!
As these Cultivation Star shadows moved counter to the Great Dao, it was completely reversed. All sentient beings in this realm, at this moment, felt their cultivation dissipating!
It was genuinely losing cultivation; under the black-robed elder’s Yin Plucking Finger, the cultivation of all beings was rapidly wiped away!
Barbarian Beasts temporarily ceased killing, each one terrified, their auras beginning to plummet rapidly!
Each Yin Yang Evil Vein cultivator glanced fearfully at one another, unable to comprehend why the demonic power within them was burning and disappearing so rapidly!
The higher the cultivation, the faster it dissipated!
Xin Jia’s heart beat wildly; he had summoned Dire Demons several times, but it was the first time he witnessed a poison creature executing such powerful Divine Skills.
Under the black-robed elder’s Finger Technique, Xin Jia’s demonic power burned wildly. In just one breath, the black-robed elder managed to wipe away ten thousand years of his Taoist practice!
The black-robed elder’s one-finger Divine Skill was capable of erasing the cultivation of all beings below the Shattered Thought level!
That was with the black-robed elder only able to exert the power of the Mid Stage of Shekong. If the black-robed elder’s strength were higher, even the cultivation of Thought-Shattering and Eternity Realm cultivators could be wiped away with a finger!
"Ancient Moment!" The black-robed elder suddenly shouted these two words; no one could understand what he meant.
Only Ning Fan understood these two words!
He originally couldn’t comprehend them, but the moment he heard them, within his bloodline, some inherited memories of the Fuli race inexplicably appeared!
These two words were ancient demon characters of the Fuli race, a rarity comprehensible by few in the world.
The bloodlines of the demon race were indeed a mystery, capable of transmitting much information, such as innate divine skills, or even the ancient demon characters of their race.
Since Ning Fan acquired the Fu Li Demon Bloodline, it’s the first time he has comprehended the characters of his tribe from the bloodline!
The ’Ancient Moment’ uttered by the black-robed elder was the catalyst for Ning Fan to comprehend the Fu Li ancient demon characters!
These two words in the Fu Li Race have only one meaning, which is ’Lost World Palace’!
Lost World Palace means the disappearance of path and the demise of humans, implying that all cultivated divine skills will be annihilated in the long river of reincarnation.
This finger of the black-robed elder undoubtedly possesses the great power to dissipate the cultivation of any living being and annihilate the path of Lost World Palace!
In Ning Fan’s divine sense, more and more bloodline memories emerged, gradually recognizing the origin of the black-robed elder’s supernatural powers!
Before ancient times, when the Fu Li Race still existed, it was the overseer of Heavenly Dao, governing all the demons in the world.
The Fu Li Race was favored by the Immortal Emperor and bestowed with three clan-guardian divine skills, one of which is a finger technique named ’Gui Xu Zhi’.
This finger was specifically used for punishment, and before ancient times, countless demon race Great Emperors who committed grave sins were forced by the Fu Li Race to be erased with the Gui Xu Zhi, with their cultivation dissipated, severe cases directly erased from existence, and their path disappeared in the human world!
The black-robed elder is clearly demonstrating the Gui Xu Zhi!
The Gui Xu Zhi is one of the three major clan-guardian divine skills of the Fu Li Race, its power is world-shaking, but even within the Fu Li Race, only a few demon ancestors were fortunate to master it...
The bloodline memory ends here, Ning Fan’s gaze sharpens.
The black-robed elder does not resemble a living being but rather a dead object, perhaps a malignant entity left from the deceased demon ancestor of the Fu Li Race.
The only perplexing thing for Ning Fan is that within the black-robed elder, besides the Fu Li bloodline, there is a second barbarian beast power... Barbarian beasts seem to have no connection with the Fu Li Race...
If you can’t figure it out, there’s no need to think further.
The Gui Xu Zhi can only be executed with the Fu Li bloodline, it holds enormous destructive power against non-Fu Li beings, but for Fu Li tribe demon cultivators, its power is negligible.
Ning Fan is clearly at the center of the black-robed elder’s attack. Logically, his cultivation should be dissipating the fastest.
However, as a Fu Li Race ancestral blood demon cultivator, the demon blood within him flows gently, unexpectedly dissolving all the power of this finger effortlessly!
He fears not the Gui Xu Zhi’s might of the black-robed elder’s finger!
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
Four breaths, five breaths, six breaths...
After ten breaths, Ning Fan’s cultivation is not diminished in the slightest, but the cultivation of all other beings in this place has been weakened to varying degrees.
"Same tribe..."
Suddenly, the black-robed elder’s eyes reveal a look of confusion.
In his view, Ning Fan’s cultivation should not have been able to withstand this finger.
But the fact is that this finger has no destructive power against Ning Fan; the only possibility is that Ning Fan is himself a Fu Li, and his blood lineage is not low...
If it is Fu Li, then he is a friend and not an enemy...
The cold glint in his eyes diminishes again and again, ultimately, vanishing without a trace.
He disperses his supernatural powers, thousands of demon shadows reunite, and he steps towards Ning Fan step by step, his eyes no longer hostile.
"Same tribe..."
He approaches Ning Fan, raises his hand, eyes bewildered, wanting to touch Ning Fan’s body.
But just the moment the black-robed elder’s fingers touch Ning Fan, his body self-ignites, burning into white ash and scattered away...
Xin Jia and other demons are all startled!
They don’t understand how Ning Fan was able to block the black-robed elder’s supernatural powers, unharmed!
They are even more puzzled as to why the black-robed elder named Nifan would suddenly lose hostility towards Ning Fan and withdraw his supernatural powers!
Xin Jia’s heart is especially unbalanced!
During the ten breaths when the black-robed elder activated his supernatural powers, his cultivation was forcibly erased by a million years!
This is because he was affected by the Gui Xu Zhi, just when affected!
Ning Fan was at the attack center of the Gui Xu Zhi, the burning of his cultivation should have been a hundred times, a thousand times more than Xin Jia’s, but the result was unchanged cultivation...
"Why does this child not fear the supernatural powers of that malignant entity!"
Xin Jia is utterly baffled.
He also doesn’t understand why the black-robed elder’s finger turned to ash the moment it touched Ning Fan...
The ’Nifan’ characters on the Through-Sky Stone gradually dim, ultimately leaving only faint scars...
The confusion in the black-robed elder’s eyes grows, his entire body already turns into white ashes, only his head remains.
His head takes one last look at Ning Fan, suddenly clear. This clarity lasts for just a moment, and then his head also turns into ashes and disappears.
Yet, Ning Fan clearly sees that just before the elder’s head completely dissipates, there was an expression of understanding in his eyes.
In the end, he even nodded and smiled at Ning Fan.
He understood something...
Why did he smile...
"Impossible! What kind of demonic art did this child use, which directly turned that malignant entity into ashes! I’ve tried it; that entity’s supernatural power is bizarre, ordinary means won’t kill it!"
Xin Jia’s heart is increasingly horrified; at his prime, he had attacked the malignant entity with full supernatural powers but couldn’t kill it. But Ning Fan seemed to do nothing, yet killed this malignant entity...
This scene is beyond comprehension, Xin Jia cannot understand!
His physical body is destroyed at this moment, his demon soul half swallowed by the malignant entity, his entire Taoist practice erased by a million years by the entity.
At this moment, he is increasingly no match for Ning Fan, almost without the power to resist in front of Ning Fan’s ten swords!
Ning Fan brushed aside all distractions, setting aside the peculiarities of the black-robed elder.
At this moment, he had no time to concern himself with the strange actions of the black-robed elder. He only wanted to reclaim Xianxian’s Primordial Spirit and take her back!
With a press of his five fingers forward, the ten swords of Rain and War surged out fiercely, slashing towards the Demon Ship once more.
Ning Fan’s figure flickered, appearing directly over the Demon Ship, transforming into a red light, closely following the sword light, charging straight towards Xin Jia.
Any demon blocking his path was slain by Ning Fan atop the Demon Ship!
Xin Jia was greatly frightened. At this moment, he was full of injuries. Even when facing a stronger Enlightenment, he held little chance of winning, let alone being Ning Fan’s opponent!
He regretted countless times in his heart, regretting his aggressive attempt to kill Ning Fan, and regretting summoning a ferocious creature to his own detriment.
All feelings of regret ceased the moment Ning Fan’s sword light arrived!
His vision turned black, all his consciousness lost beneath the blade of the Separation and Union Sword!
His Demon Soul’s body, first brutally pierced by the Separation and Union Sword, was then further penetrated by the remaining nine swords.
A wisp of Demon Soul was shattered into countless fragments by the ten swords of Dao Laws, one by one vanishing into oblivion!
"Not good! Elder Xin Jia is dead; we must retreat from here swiftly and report this to the two Immortal Venerables!"
The demon cultivators fled desperately from the Demon Ship.
Ning Fan, however, was in no rush to pursue those escaping demon cultivators, a faint cold smile forming at the corner of his mouth.
Dead? No, Xin Jia is not dead yet! The Xin Jia he slew had no blood seal within his body. There exists a second Xin Jia here!
Ning Fan seized Xin Jia’s storage pouch, keeping it in his hand, and forcefully drove the ten swords, slicing the Demon Ship beneath him into numerous segments.
Within the Demon Ship, in an inconspicuous cabin, cautiously hid an elder in a grey robe with dragon horns.
He was Xin Jia’s Second Demon Soul! If the First Demon Soul died, he could replace Xin Jia and continue to live!
He hid in the cabin, intending to escape after Ning Fan killed Xin Jia, using Xin Jia’s name to return for revenge in the future.
Unfortunately, his seemingly profound concealment technique was utterly insignificant in Ning Fan’s eyes.
Under the frenzied slashing of the ten swords, the Demon Ship shattered into numerous pieces.
Xin Jia’s Second Demon Soul also died in extreme unwillingness, passing on with resentment, only then truly dead...
Ning Fan’s figure flickered, appearing before the corpse of the Second Demon Soul of Xin Jia. With a grab of five fingers, he extracted the blood seal from the remnants and swallowed it in one gulp.
At the moment he swallowed the blood seal, the Barbarian Beast army that had been serving under Xin Jia’s command now gazed at Ning Fan with a dazed look.
After the moment of confusion, they submitted anew, no longer bearing any hostility in their eyes towards Ning Fan!
Under Xin Jia’s command, there were originally two hundred thousand Barbarian Beasts, but Ning Fan had single-handedly slain a few thousand low-level Barbarian Beasts, and thereafter some were lost.
Ning Fan’s own Barbarian Beasts initially numbered fourteen thousand, but after the battle, many were lost, leaving now only eight thousand. Naturally, most of those lost were low-level Barbarian Beasts, of little consequence.
Henceforth, the number of Barbarian Beasts under Ning Fan’s control leaped from fourteen thousand to two hundred thousand!
Among these two hundred thousand Barbarian Beasts, there were forty-five Shekong Barbarian Beasts!
Lifting his gaze, Ning Fan’s eyes swept towards the demon cultivators scattering in all directions, a cold glint rising anew in his eyes.
These demon cultivators sought to flee and report the events here to the Demon Race Immortal Venerable, but alas, Ning Fan would not grant them that opportunity.
"Leave none alive!"
At Ning Fan’s command, the two hundred thousand Barbarian Beasts surged forth as a tide, pursuing and cutting down the fleeing demon cultivators.
Ning Fan stood there in the void, retracting the ten swords, releasing the secret technique, and finally feeling the waves of weakness surging in his heart.
While his Mana could be replenished continuously through the Grand Five Elements Body, his injuries had accumulated too heavily due to frequent self-harm, exceeding the limits he could bear.
At this moment, his Primordial Spirit was on the brink of severe damage. Not to mention performing Divine Skills, even flying was extremely difficult.
Having no mind to gather the spoils of war here, he glanced at the floating Through-Sky Stone beside him, his figure flickering as he flew to the stone, sitting cross-legged.
The Through-Sky Stone, Ning Fan naturally recognized; the words ’Nifan’ inscribed on this stone garnered his attention, but at this moment, he lacked the inclination to study it closely.
Casually taking out some expensive pills and ingesting them, Ning Fan activated the Black Star Technique, slowly healing his wounds.
While healing, he took out a green banner from Xin Jia’s storage pouch, which was precisely the Binding Thunder Banner that had taken away Fairy Loli’s Primordial Spirit.
Currently, the luminescence of the Binding Thunder Banner was nearly completely dimmed, the space within was on the verge of collapse, unable to block any spirit sense probing.
Ning Fan’s spirit sense swept across the Binding Thunder Banner’s space, immediately leaving him speechless.
At this moment, within the Binding Thunder Banner’s space, the little Primordial Spirit of Fairy Loli was swimming around in a vast sea of thunder.
As she swam, she devoured the thunder in the sea voraciously, occasionally letting out giggles.
To her, all the thunder within the banner was a rare delicacy, and her mood was incredibly elated.
Ning Fan smiled bitterly, rubbing his forehead.
He had practically exhausted himself in rescuing her, his whole body riddled with wounds. Yet she was here, happily feasting, laughing foolishly without a care...
Suddenly, Ning Fan’s gaze sharpened, as if he had seen something unbelievable!
Earlier, he hadn’t looked closely and failed to notice the ominous changes on Fairy Loli’s Primordial Spirit, but upon closer inspection, he realized there was emperor aura flowing on her Primordial Spirit!
"This is... Emperor Qi!"
Ning Fan took a deep breath, countless conjectures forming in his mind in an instant.
The presence of Emperor Qi on Fairy Loli’s Primordial Spirit indicated that she was undoubtedly an Immortal Emperor!
Fairy Loli was associated with the East Heavenly Extreme Thunder Palace, which only had one Immortal Emperor, the Extreme Thunder Palace Master, bearing the imperial title ’White Emperor,’ with her given name being ’Lan Yunxian’!
"Before the evolution of the Fairy Thunder Body, could it be the Immortal Emperor of the Extreme Thunder Palace...Lan Yunxian?!"
Ning Fan suddenly recalled the words Fairy Loli had spoken, and his expression grew more complex.
"Hmph, don’t underestimate me, I’m really strong! I’ll tell you, a few years ago, I even killed a red-haired Demon King. He was very strong, what’s his name... Oh, right, it’s...Big Mushroom..."
This little girl’s Thunder Body before evolution seems to have been...really strong...
Ning Fan pondered silently, not knowing what he was thinking, sometimes smiling wryly, sometimes sighing.
Shaking his head, Ning Fan suddenly became aware of something and temporarily put Fairy Loli’s identity to the side.
With a wave of his hand, he retrieved a token from his storage pouch — the identification token of a Sixth-Rank Superior Luo Tian Protector!
In the past, he consecutively slew sixty-eight Poison Dragon Guards, accumulating countless battle achievements, elevating his Immortal Position from Eighth Class Immortal Guard all the way to Sixth Rank Protector.
Now, having slain Xin Jia, his Immortal Position once again elevated, from Sixth-Rank Superior Luo Tian Protector to Fifth-grade Inferior Golden Immortal!
Even though Xin Jia’s cultivation was suppressed, he was still considered a mid-stage Fragment Thought demon race powerhouse. Killing him naturally brought considerable battle achievements.
With these battle achievements, Ning Fan’s Immortal Position promotion seemed only natural.
In the Four Oceans Sect, everything depended on the height of one’s Immortal Position.
Within the Four Oceans Sect, a Fifth-grade Inferior Golden Immortal held a status comparable to the Thought-Shattering Cultivators, wielding substantial power...
"Inferior Golden Immortal..." Ning Fan shook his head, put away the Immortal Position token, and continued to meditate and heal.
Although he did not particularly value power, he did not reject the promotion of his Immortal Position either.
Ning Fan had spent several hours escaping the pursuit of Xin Jia, and now, healing took several more hours.
A day had passed since the collapse of the primitive wilds. The army of two hundred thousand Barbarian Beasts that hunted the demon race had already returned without letting any demon cultivator escape.
Ning Fan meditated on the Through-Sky Stone, still healing, the stone constantly releasing black demonic mist, forming a massive dark cloud that enveloped the horde of beasts in fog.
From a distance, it seemed that Ning Fan alone was sitting in meditation atop the Through-Sky Stone among the dark clouds.
In the void, a group of human cultivators flew cautiously from a doorway of life.
This group of human cultivators was seated on a Spirit Boat of considerable size, numbering in the tens of thousands.
On the Spirit Boat, the cultivator with the highest cultivation was a sneaky old Taoist at the early stage of Fragment Thought, whose cultivation due to the Banishing Immortal Force could only manifest as Initiate Realm of Shekong.
This old Taoist went by the name Demon Yuanzi, a major force in the Demon World of the Northern Heaven Immortal Realm.
Demon Yuanzi was a ruthless character, his lifelong favorite pastime was killing and seizing treasures.
This man had killed many in his lifetime, rarely saving anyone. He followed the Path of Killing, and came to the Barbarian Wilderness Ancient Domain with the initial goal of slaughtering the demon cultivators there, using it to sense the bottleneck of mid-stage Fragment Thought.
Unfortunately, his luck was somewhat poor, as soon after arriving at the wilderness he encountered drastic changes.
With the great calamity looming, Demon Yuanzi was separated from the main human forces, his cultivation was suppressed by the Banishing Immortal Force, and he was eager to find two Human Clan Immortal Honorifics for shelter.
He had a habit of traveling alone, but when he encountered the Barbarian Beast Horde on his own, he suffered greatly and almost lost his life.
After that, he dared not travel alone anymore, so he gathered human cultivators along the way to progress together, considering them helpful against the Barbarian Beast Horde.
Along the way, he saved tens of thousands of human cultivators. But saving them for free didn’t match his ruthless nature.
Thus, every time he saved someone, Demon Yuanzi demanded some Dao Crystals as compensation.
If the saved cultivators had precious treasures that caught his eye, he would seize them directly, adding them to his storage pouch.
By doing so, Demon Yuanzi saved tens of thousands of cultivators and found great profit, eventually growing fond of this activity of saving and seizing treasures.
While flying, Demon Yuanzi’s gaze suddenly shifted.
In front of the Spirit Boat, a massive dark cloud appeared in the distance, resembling a coiling dragon.
On the dark cloud stood a giant stone, atop which sat a cultivator seemingly meditating and healing.
The cultivator wore a ghost mask, with silver hair, their aura chaotic, indicating severe injuries.
Despite the chaotic aura, the aura occasionally revealed was undoubtedly human and reached the mid-stage Enlightenment level, causing Demon Yuanzi’s eyes to light up.
"Mid-stage Enlightenment... So, this person, at their prime, is a mid-stage She Kong cultivator? Rescuing them might be useful... Hmm? What’s under their seat...Through-Sky Stone! It’s truly the Through-Sky Stone!"
Demon Yuanzi drew in a breath sharply, then his eyes flickered with greed.
The fame of the Through-Sky Stone was something he could not ignore! It could be used to forge high-grade Acquired Immortal flying escape magical treasure, or for mastering flying escape secret technique. Even to Fragment Thought Elders, it was an extremely precious item!
Given Demon Yuanzi’s personality, encountering such a treasure, how could he not seize it!
"I am Demon Yuanzi, Demon, as in Demon King! In my lifetime, I love nothing more than killing and seizing treasures!"
"Youngster! I have taken a liking to the Through-Sky Stone beneath you! If you hand it over to me, I might show compassion and spare your life, and allow you to board the ship to escape with us!"
"If you refuse to give up the stone, don’t blame me for showing no mercy!"
Demon Yuanzi stood with hands behind his back at the prow of the Spirit Boat, coldly snorting through his nose, sending forth the accumulated Evil Qi from his life’s killings towards Ning Fan.
The cultivators on the Spirit Boat who sensed this Evil Qi were all taken aback, shocked by the extent of Demon Yuanzi’s slaughter.
Ning Fan had been continuing his healing, but upon hearing Demon Yuanzi’s threat to seize the treasure, he immediately opened his eyes coldly.
Though Demon Yuanzi had killed many, most of them were low-level cultivators, he had never slain Thought-Shattering Cultivators, and his Evil Qi could not intimidate Ning Fan in the slightest.
Ning Fan’s gaze crossed the void, indifferent and cold, directly locking on to Demon Yuanzi, causing him to feel an immediate chill!
Just a few hours ago, Ning Fan had killed the mid-stage Fragment Thought Xin Jia, and the Evil Qi he carried was terrifyingly intense!
Demon Yuanzi shivered slightly, he couldn’t imagine how Ning Fan’s gaze held such dense Evil Qi and demon power!
"Are you sure you want to seize this Stone from me!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)
