Grasping Evil

Stone Warrior and the other spiritual puppets were all Divine Transformation Realm beings. Under their joint attacks, how could mere fifty thousand Gold Core and Nascent Soul Realm beasts rival them? It was just a matter of time before the entire army was completely wiped out.

Looking at the number of casualties of the demon troops which increased at an unimaginable speed, the three newly surrendered generals, Qing Xuan, Wu Ya and Wu Yun were completely filled with awe. If they had not yielded to Ning Fan, perhaps they would have shared the same fate as the fifty thousand demon troops and Mu Nan: death.

Paying no attention to the three generals, Ning Fan's gaze shifted to Feng Han's group which consisted of four generals. At the moment when he arrived just now, he had already noticed the four of them. However, he did not have the time to pay them much attention. It was only now that he had the time to look at Feng Han.

After searching Mu Nan's memories, he of course gained knowledge about the matter regarding the Dragon Burial Ocean City as well as what Feng Han and the others had encountered. With an indifferent tone, he said, "You all have been planted with demon seals?"

"To be frank with General Bei, it's true that we have been planted with demon seals!"

The other three generals found it hard to not show signs of shame. Feng Han, however, straightforwardly made a step forward and replied to Ning Fan with his cupped fists.

When Wu Ya and Wu Yun witnessed that scene, both of them instantly had a bad feeling. Throughout the month, in order to obtain the cultivation method of the Feng Yun Tribe, they had interrogated Feng Han by torturing him. They did not forget to use any and every punishment in each of the interrogations. Perhaps, the latter was not going to forgive them for what they had done.

From the way Feng Han addressed Ning Fan, both of them seemed to share a friendly relationship…

We're doomed. Would we offend that man because of what we have done to Feng Han?

"I can help the four of you erase your demon seals. However, I have one request. When the four of you return to the Feng Yun Tribe in the future, you must establish friendly ties with the Luo Yun Tribe!"

"This… Don't worry, General Bei. Before I entered the Third World, the Wind General has already given an order to the members of the Feng Yun Tribe to be on friendly terms with the Luo Yun Tribe. Both tribes shall enjoy blessings and endure misfortunes together. I, as a demon general of the Feng Yun Tribe, shall of course obey the military order. Hence, I won't dare to simply act against the Luo Yun Tribe on my own."

"Hmm. Very well. Come over here, the four of you."

Ning Fan made a step forward and emerged in front of Feng Han and his comrades. With a flick of his sleeve, golden purple mist blew past their heads. Immediately, disbelief filled their faces.

The demon seals which tightly shackled their Sea of Consciousness were corroded into ashes as if they were weathered out by an ancient wind. In a flash, it actually disappeared into thin air!

Feng Han and the other generals were stunned and surprised. In the next second, all four of them instantly cupped their fists and bowed towards Ning Fan with respect.

As for the surrendered generals, the astonishment they felt couldn't be described with words.

"This man really has powerful means! The demon seals are difficult to plant and they are even harder to erase. Unless the person is willing to be planted with a demon seal, the person who plants the seal must be a large cultivation realm higher than the person who is being planted… This Lu Bei sure is terrifying since he is capable of helping others to erase their demon seals!"

Ning Fan was not concerned about how everyone at the scene felt. The reason why he would be willing to lend a hand was merely because he had a good impression of Feng Han.

After all, it was a nothing bad since he was able to strengthen the bond between the Luo Yun Tribe and the Feng Yun Tribe.

In terms of combat power, in the later battle, perhaps the four of them would be useful.

The yelps and wails that filled the atmosphere began to gradually subside. The surroundings were piled up with multitudes of corpses. Ning Fan did not utter any words. With a wave of his hand, he condensed the demon blood and demon pills which permeated the entire area into blood crystals and consumed them. As for the Dao Fruits and demon souls, Ning Fan assigned the group of puppets to gather them.

"It's still not enough…"

Ning Fan looked at the direction of the Dragon Burial City and muttered to himself.

Originally, he was not willing to provoke any foreign forces other than Kun Mo. However, in a lot of times, it was the opposite party whom you don't wish to offend that crosses the line first.

"There are always battles in the path of cultivation. There isn't right or wrong in a fight. There are only two outcomes: victory or defeat. The winner survives while the loser dies. In front of me is the Dragon Burial City where Zang Long, the ferocious Revered Dragon resides. In the past, this man was able to parry the Old Bear's ten palms. He is not a person that can be underestimated…"

Even if Ning Fan possessed the black dragon refined corpse with him, he did not have one hundred percent confidence of winning against Zang Long, a Peak Divine Transformation Realm expert as he was fighting the latter in his territory.

However, regardless of anything, Ning Fan could not back off this time!

"When someone throws a punch at you, you must hit back as hard as you can. Otherwise, there will be more people who will see you as a weakling and bully you!"

Meanwhile, the cold qi being emanated from Ning Fan's body was getting stronger and stronger. Xi Ran, who was standing beside Ning Fan could not help but shiver.

It was as if the poison was trying to make a final struggle after knowing that it was going to be devoured by Ning Fan, though its actions would be fruitless in the end.

He felt like his Sea of Consciousness was going to explode. However, no matter how cold or how much pain he felt, he had never yelled in pain or even knitted his brows.

"Lu Bei, are you feeling a lot of pain? If you feel that the pain is unbearable, just yell out and let me know. I won't mind it at all. You don't have to endure it quietly by yourself…" Xi Ran felt her heart ache, even though she could not understand why she would feel that way.

"No! It isn't!" Ning Fan stubbornly replied.

Is there going to be someone who would help you if you whine and cry?

At this moment, Ning Fan seemed to have understood his feelings in his previous life.

Even though he was just an insignificant and weak butterfly, even if his opponent was the Immortal Emperor who eliminated the Heavenly Court on his own, he could not back off. If he were to back off, Weiliang would die!

I can't retreat. Even if I am going to be turned to ashes by an Immortal Emperor, I have to save her!

I can't retreat. Even if heaven and earth is overturned by my own wings!

Taking a step back might resolve the conflict, but if there isn't your shadow among the endlessly vast sky, what's the point of retreating…

"This time, shut your eyes tight and don't look!"

After keeping his Golden Flame Chariot, Ning Fan took a step forward and his demon wings grew.

Pulling Xi Ran into his arms, both of them vanished in a stream of purple smoke!

That teleportation he made carried his determination, the determination to turn Zang Long into ashes!

"Lead the way!"

Originally, Qing Xuan had something to tell Ning Fan. However, because Ning Fan's tone was too cold, he did not dare to voice it out at all.

Twenty-one powerful Divine Transformation Realm auras dashed right into the Dragon Burial City under Qing Xuan's lead.

Each line of defense which spotted that incoming enemies immediately sounded the horns to warn the others and launched attacks at them without giving any explanations. It was because Ning Fan came with a heaven-soaring Baleful Qi, exposing his hostility and killing intent. At first glance, anyone would know that he was coming to create some troubles in the city.

However, before any attacks could come close to Ning Fan and the others, they were all blasted into nothingness by each of the spiritual puppets using savage means.

Each line of defense along their way were turned into a bloody sea. Within a short period of time, the Dragon Burial Ocean City quickly neared. The final gate which blocked in front of the city was heavily guarded by a large number of troops!

Ten thousand sea beasts stood in a neat formation!

Four Wild Beasts emitted an ear-splitting howl!

When Ning Fan and his men were just getting nearer to them, the massive group of demon beasts let out a battle cry so loud that it reached the heavens.

"Kill!"

As soon as the word 'kill' was uttered, the voice immediately turned into rays of intimidating formation light which congealed into an enormous, blood-red character of 'kill' and rushed towards Ning Fan.

As the massive character was approaching him, Ning Fan pushed one of his palms out and collided against that attack. Upon the collision of tremendous force, it nearly caused him to retreat for half a step.

It's indeed a powerful joint attack from a formation technique! Using voices as a formation, using the troops to harmonize and eventually use the word 'kill' to eliminate their enemies. This character of 'kill' is comparable to a full-strike of a Late Divine Transformation Realm expert!

Even so, I can't retreat, not even for half a step!

"Crush!"

His five fingers turned claw-like and slashed against the incoming strike. The killing qi of the strike might have been destroyed, but it still managed to enter Ning Fan's body, violently damaging him internally.

This is the attack of killing qi from one hundred thousand ferocious beasts. The only way to counter it is by using my own killing qi!

His body felt excruciating pain and agony, as if his internal parts were being torn apart. However, Ning Fan's eyes were gradually filled with a hint of craziness.

He felt that his demon blood was boiling and his Dao Heart was gradually being consumed by his devil qi. The Yin Yang Flame which was formed from nine types of Heavenly Cold Qi and Earth Flames was also burning, reacting to his demon blood!

His heart was on the verge of losing its rationality like flames that had broken free from its restraints.

At this very moment, Ning Fan suddenly had a feeling: he was one with the flames!

The previous experience he had in controlling flames emerged before his eyes. However, he rejected all the scenes which he recalled how he wielded flames.

His understanding towards flames had faintly improved by a little.

Killing Qi. Do you think only you possess it?!

At this moment, Ning Fan had completely transformed into the demon body of Fu Li with long purple black hair. A pair of horns grew from his head and his entire body became covered with purple scales.

Meanwhile, the purple star in his left eye rotated with high speed and the Baleful Qi revolving around his body turned into menacing blood-red clouds.

*Roar*

That roar he made was as if he was going to unleash every last bit of his killing intent that he had accumulated throughout his life.

Other than Xi Ran who was under his protection, Stone Warrior, Feng Han, Qing Xuan and the other Divine Transformation Realm beings were stricken with fear faced with that formidable killing intent.

What kind of startling killing intent is this?

The voice of his roar turned into blood-red sound waves which seemed to solidify and blasted towards the one hundred thousand demon troops.

Under that explosion, the formation light of the joint attack conjured by the demon troops immediately shattered!

As for Ning Fan who was standing in midair above the sea domain, he made a stomp without showing any mercy. That stomp he made was not to summon the sword of great momentum. On the contrary, he was using his demon power.

With just a single step, folds of black fire waves turned into a circle of fire and spread in all directions from the place he set his foot upon.

Every wave of the fire waves which he made after that would enhance the power of the flames even more. When the third wave was created, raging black flames emerged, making anyone unable to stare at it directly.

As the black flames continued to spread, the four Early Divine Transformation Realm experts and one hundred thousand demon troops were all engulfed by the sea of flames which covered the vicinity of ten thousand li* (500m per li), filling the surroundings with yelps and shrieks of pain!

Originally, Xi Ran did not dare to open her eyes. At the current moment, however, she lifted her eyelids because of her curiosity towards what had happened.

At first, while she was snuggling in Ning Fan's arm, what she felt was only coldness. Now, however, her skin felt a scorching heat of the flames from her surroundings.

That incredible temperature made Xi Ran have a false conception: As a member of the Profound Medicine Race, if she were to be burnt by the flames, she would die without a doubt!

"What a powerful flame! It's no wonder he could resist the coldness of the poison as he possess such flames to protect himself…"

Meanwhile, the three waves of the fire waves caused the sea water to seethe whereas the force of his stomp shook the great earth. With just a move, one hundred thousand demon troops perished.

In the distance, Dragon Burial City experienced a heavy quake and the mountain within its vicinity began to shake.

Countless ferocious beasts rose to the sky. As they noticed the collapse of their last line of defense at the battlefront, their eyes widening in shock.

At the same time, an Immortal's Abode Treasure somewhere within the city flashed all of a sudden. A black-armored old man then walked out from within and gazed at Ning Fan's direction with a pair of cold-piercing eyes. His body was scrawny like a narrow strip of wood while a pair of horns adorned the top of his head.

"The Evil Cold Worm? So you are the Lu Bei who is being pursued by Kun Mo! Hmmph, you really have guts to cause trouble in my Dragon Burial City and evade from being hunted down! Do you have any idea what the consequences are of provoking me?! Apparently, my prestige has been forgotten by people after I stopped moving around in the Southern Star Sea in the past one hundred years!"

This black-armored old man's left eye shone violently with two black stars.

As his stars glowed, a dark-colored dragon prestige extended over the entire area in all directions.

Upon sensing his aura force, countless sea beasts could not help but tremble in fear. Even Qing Xuan, Feng Han and the rest of the group felt an irresistible power which caused them to feel an abnormal feeling of yielding towards that old man.

The prestige of ancestor blood!

"After one hundred years, you only managed to refine half a drop of the ancestor blood? That is to say, you still have one drop and a half left?"

Ning Fan sneered. He let Xi Ran down and took a step forward.

As soon as he made that step, a wicked purple black aura force spread out to the whole Dragon Burial City which was one hundred thousand li* (500m per li) large!

As for the dark-colored dragon prestige from the black-armored old man, it was literally crushed!

Instantaneously, that old man's face wore an extremely ugly expression.

"Impossible! You have ancestor blood too? Besides, you even have more drops of ancestor blood than me?! Who the hell are you?! If you can tell me a background that can even scare me, I might consider letting you go this time!"

The old man was actually feeling afraid.

A demon who possessed such vigorous aura force must be someone like an old ancestor of a certain large True Spirit Race.

Even if his opponent was only at the Early Divine Transformation Realm, offending him would only be a suicidal act!

Especially when the black-armored old man's eyes landed on the black dragon refined corpse, they immediately widened with astonishment.

A Half-Step Void Refinement Realm dragon corpse?! And it's a black dragon from the royal family?!

"This man is really audacious to the extreme for being bold enough to turn a royal black dragon into a refined corpse! However… didn't the royal family of the black dragon ceased to exist…?"

The old man was unable to guess Ning Fan's identity. Even so, the dreadful feeling he had towards Ning Fan rose unprecedentedly.

Staring at Qing Xuan, the black-armored old man's eyes filled with rage. He did not hate him for being a traitor. Instead, he detested that brute for leading such a formidable opponent into the Dragon Burial City.

"I won't need any backers to kill you. Zang Long, hand over the ancestor blood and fight me!" Ning Fan indifferently uttered. In terms of aura force, he had currently overpowered Zang Long. Hence, it was a good opportunity to completely finish him off.

"How dare you!"

Two Early Divine Transformation Realm cultivators soared high into the sky and assaulted Ning Fan. However, their actions only caused Ning Fan to narrow his eyes with contempt and impatience.

"Early Divine Transformation Realm cultivators aren't enough!"

When he pushed one of his palms forward, the two Divine Transformation Realm cultivators revealed looks of utter shock. In the next second, their bodies exploded into blood mist.

Zang Long was already terrified. The current Ning Fan who had come to challenge him in such vigorous manner made him really reluctant to fight him.

However, even though the opponent came for the ancestor blood, Zang Long was also reluctant to hand over the ancestor blood.

In another four or five hundred years, he would completely refine the two drops of ancestor blood. When the time comes, he could break free from the body of a star spirit with the power of the ancestor blood and ascend to the Land of Demons.

He might be able to enter the Dragon Race and obtain quite a high position depending on his bloodline. Perhaps, he could even become an immortal.

His opponent might be strong, but it was just impossible for Zang Long to willingly give him the ancestor blood!

"Hehe. It's really beyond our expectations that the reputable Revered Dragon will also feel fear… Do you need these three old men's help?"

"It's you! The Three Elders of Southern Prison Country! Why did you come here for?!"

"A drop of ancestor blood. Promise us that and we will fight for you and kill that young man!" Three winged elderly men whose appearances were exactly the same exposed their true selves.

Each of them was an expert of the Peak Divine Transformation Realm!

"If the four of us combine our strength, even if this young man has a Half-Step Void Refinement Realm refined corpse, there is nothing to fear. Besides, he also possesses ancestor blood. Although ancestor blood is said to be impossible to extract, consuming his blood would also greatly enhance your bloodline. If you cooperate with us, you could still have half a drop of ancestor blood after killing this young man. If you don't cooperate with us, you won't have even a single drop of it and you might end up having your entire race being annihilated by him… Think wisely!" The three of them spoke with a threatening tone.

Upon hearing their words, the black-armored old man's face turned grim.

"Fine! After this matter is resolved, I promise to give the three of you a drop of ancestor blood!"

However, the black-armored old man was sneering inwardly.

After the matter is resolved, I'm still the one who decide whether to give them the ancestor blood or not. It depends on me. Now, let's finish off that man first.

The three elders of the Southern Prison Country exchanged glances among each other and wore malicious smiles. In their minds, they were planning to cooperate to neutralize Ning Fan and then murder Zang Long so that they could take his share as well!

When the other three elderly men appeared, Ning Fan's eyes became solemn.

No matter how many experts there may be, the Dragon Burial City must be destroyed today!

Moreover, there seemed to be another Peak Divine Transformation Realm expert hiding in the dark.

Is he waiting to obtain all the profits in the end?

<strong>Translated by Tommy, edited by Roel.</strong>

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