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Chapter 1926: Chapter 1791: Deadly Calamity

The Demon World is vast and sparsely populated, extremely desolate, with mountains fractured and rivers redirected, and everywhere are scenes reminiscent of apocalyptic battles.

Even after millions of years of recovery, traces of these battles still fill this world; many places are lifeless and barren, with not a single blade of grass growing.

Relative to the vast land, the Demon World is indeed sparsely populated, which makes it a no-man’s land for thousands of miles with most areas deserted and barren.

The Demon Clan’s folk are fierce, often engaged in private battles, with brigands running rampant, making travel extremely unsafe.

These brigands are powerful and elusive, frequently ambushing travelers and caravans; even caravans from top clans face the risk of being looted.

This is not an exaggeration—some brigands are incredibly terrifying, their might comparable to the Supreme Elders of huge clans, appearing and disappearing without a trace, making them difficult to capture.

In most cases, many cultivators of the Demon Clan travel in groups, often hiring mercenaries specifically to protect travelers.

Those qualified to be mercenaries are extremely powerful cultivators, and some are former brigands themselves who have amassed a large amount of cultivation resources and wealth before retiring.

Yet, they can’t fully escape this circle; becoming mercenaries suits them well, as all brigands are interconnected and often show leniency due to past relationships.

Ye Fan and Zi Huan traveled alone, with no mercenary protection, and were soon targeted by a group of brigands.

These brigands, although fierce, were quite cautious and did not act immediately, choosing instead to watch from the shadows.

Generally, those brave enough to travel alone are incredibly powerful and dangerous figures—making a hasty move could backfire and cost the brigands dearly.

Eventually, when Ye Fan and Zi Huan entered a barren desert full of scattered rocks, the brigands could not contain themselves and appeared.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

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Dozens of powerful brigands rushed in from all directions like wind and electricity, surrounding Ye Fan and Zi Huan completely.

A murderous aura erupted from them, causing the temperature of the entire surrounding heaven and earth to plummet, making it seem as if winter had arrived prematurely, freezing the blood in one’s veins.

Hmm?

Ye Fan subtly surveyed the brigands, noticing each one’s cultivation was remarkable, and they all bore scars like badges of honor.

"I won’t say much—hand over everything you’ve got and I’ll consider giving you a quick death!"

A middle-aged man said with a sinister grin.

"Bald Eagle, don’t be rude—don’t scare my little beauty!" Just then, a lewd voice rang out.

The brigands surrounding Ye Fan parted ways, and two mid-stage Demon Master strong people carried a soft chair through the crowd to Ye Fan and Zi Huan.

On the soft chair lay a very effeminate young man, lounging while holding a cup of fine wine, with four youthful girls attending to him, one wiping the wine stain from his mouth with a white silk handkerchief.

His complexion was pale, his eyes shining with lascivious light, devoid of masculinity, betraying a life almost hollowed out by indulgence in wine and women.

Nonetheless, his cultivation was impressive, already at the Peak of Late-Stage Demon Master, just short of reaching the Peak of Demon Master Realm.

"This little beauty is truly seductive! Just looking at her elicits a response—capture her to be my village chief’s wife!"

The effeminate young man leered, his pants unmistakably bulging swiftly.

Clearly, he was the leader of these brigands; since entering, his lascivious gaze had not left Zi Huan’s full and firm Jade Peak.

Zi Huan suddenly flashed a charming smile, speaking coquettishly, "Want me to be your village chief’s wife? That depends on whether your subordinates have the capability."

"Hmm?"

The young man paused for a moment, then Ye Fan moved, launching the Heavenly Demon Fist across the ancient Void, condensing Death Energy into silver Punch Ray, shattering a powerful brigand.

"Attack, kill him, make sure to kill him!"

The young man was aghast!

He never imagined Ye Fan to be so powerful; his subordinates couldn’t withstand even one move from him, being instantaneously killed by a single strike.

Seeing Ye Fan rush towards him, the young man swiftly summoned a Bone Shield while retreating into the crowd.

"Daring to target me, truly courting death!"

Ye Fan laughed coldly, moving like a dragon, treading Chasing Star Step, as fast as lightning, smashing the Bone Shield with a punch and simultaneously killing two blocking brigands.

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, rich with the aura of death, permeating this land.

The brigands smelled the danger of death, realizing they had kicked the iron plate—the young man’s strength was overwhelmingly powerful!

"Run!"

The brigands panicked, fleeing in every direction, completely disregarding their leader.

Originally, they were a motley crew gathered for mutual interests, but faced with the threat of death, they scattered like sand, each fleeing for their life.

"Hmph!"

Ye Fan snorted coldly—before the speed of Chasing Star Step in the world, no one had ever escaped; he turned into a Flowing Light, killing all brigands attempting to flee.

Afterward, he strolled to the young man, who by now had turned into a mud puddle, wailing unceasingly under Ye Fan’s feet.

"Who are you people? Where is your base?"

Ye Fan stomped a few kicks, almost shattering the young man’s bones entirely, causing him to scream in agony.

Under Ye Fan’s interrogation, the young man confessed everything without daring to hide a thing.

They are bandits in this place, and their power is not insignificant. They make a living by robbing passersby and caravans.

Because this place is remote, few travelers and caravans pass by, and even if some do, they are not ones they can provoke. There haven’t been any opportunities for days, so they set their sights on us.

"Is it just you guys?"

Ye Fan fiercely kicked around, and those bandits who hadn’t died yet were immediately kicked into howls as if they were crying ghosts.

"We have a village, with about a hundred people, not far from here on the mountain."

Under Ye Fan’s interrogation, these people confessed everything.

"Let’s go, take us to your village!"

Ye Fan kicked each other bandit to death, leaving only the young village chief, whom he grabbed and flew towards the nearby mountains.

"Brother Ye, what are you doing? You don’t want to occupy the mountain and become bandits yourself, do you?" Zi Huan asked Ye Fan through divine consciousness Transmission.

"Of course not."

Ye Fan also responded via divine consciousness Transmission: "I’ve seen the coordinates. The Ancient Demon City is hundreds of thousands of miles from here. If we fly there, it would take at least half a month. So, we must use a Transmission Array Platform to traverse the void, but we don’t have the materials to engrave the platform. This group of bandits has been robbing for so many years; they must have some savings. If we rob them back, we’ll have the materials to engrave the Transmission Array Platform, won’t we?"

Soon, they arrived at the mountain stronghold, and dozens of Demon Clan bandits saw their village chief beaten beyond recognition. They became furious, charging up without speaking a word.

However, in front of Ye Fan, all their resistance was futile, only speeding up their deaths.

Ye Fan, holding the young leader whose bones were all shattered, flicked his fingers, and fierce Finger Beams like Heavenly Swords killed all the strong people among the bandits who came forward.

"Hiss..."

This move shocked everyone in the mountain stronghold. Such combat power was comparable to the clan leaders of those powerful clans, and they were not opponents at all.

"Zi Huan, leave none alive, take action!"

Ye Fan called out to Zi Huan, and then the two of them began a massacre in the stronghold.

Body after body fell; countless people died. Ye Fan transformed into a Killing God, slaying in all directions, with bodies lying beneath his feet.

Meanwhile, Zi Huan also began a killing spree, her delicate hand striking fiercely, as intense death light pierced through a bandit standing before her, shattering his Divine Soul.

The bandits lived by plundering, killing countless people, and leaving no survivors after robberies. Their evil deeds were numerous, and death was not enough to atone.

"Spare me..."

Over a dozen young bandits slumped to the ground, kneeling and kowtowing, begging repeatedly. They were genuinely terrified of Ye Fan and Zi Huan, these two killers who showed no mercy.

Ye Fan showed no leniency, his moves sharp and deadly. With a point of his finger, a hole appeared in the foreheads of these men, extinguishing their Divine Souls, and they died a violent death.

In a bandit stronghold, how many could be good people?

Moreover, this is the Demon World!

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

Blood flowers bloomed, vividly yet chillingly beautiful. In the blink of an eye, over a dozen more bodies appeared.

In the distance, everyone trembled, scattering in all directions, and some, realizing escape was impossible, charged forward with desperate cries.

Ye Fan’s expression remained calm, as if he were taking a walk in a courtyard, light and graceful, yet ruthless. Each point of his finger ended several vibrant lives.

He walked with composure, ending lives like harvesting wild grass. Corpses lay scattered throughout the stronghold, with blood pooling into streams flowing down the slopes.

"Demons... Demons from Hell!"

The bandits in the stronghold were utterly broken, like lambs on a chopping block, awaiting their unchangeable fate — slaughter.

Death itself was not frightening, not as much as the process, which tormented the soul, a maddening ordeal.

An hour later, all the bandits were executed. A pungent bloody smell permeated the entire stronghold, with bodies lying in disarray, and blood staining the ground red.

The young village chief was nearly scared mad by Ye Fan’s merciless and brutal methods, constantly muttering, "Don’t kill me... don’t kill me..."

Through Soul Search, Ye Fan opened the hidden chamber where they stored their treasures and was stunned by the scene before him.

The chamber wasn’t large, but it was filled with Demon Crystals and Death Cores, emitting a rich and pure Death Aura.

Additionally, in one corner, Ye Fan found the materials needed for engraving the Transmission Array Platform, a type of Ink Jade, reflecting soft light like black gemstones.

In the treasury, aside from a large number of Demon Crystals, there were many weapons, as well as some sealed Secret Manuals, all of which Ye Fan took out.

Ye Fan browsed through them and found that they were all ordinary martial arts and secret techniques, not the kind of powerful secret technique he desired like the Heavenly Demon Eye, leaving him slightly disappointed.

However, upon reflection, it was understandable. After all, these people were bandits with no foundation or background. It would be strange for them to have powerful secret techniques.

In the end, Zi Huan used the Ink Jade they found to create over a dozen Transmission Array Platforms. The two of them boarded the platform, traversing the void directly towards the Ancient Demon City!

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