Best Young Master

Chapter 1937: Chapter 1802: Can’t Wait Any Longer!

In the Demon Beast Forest, monkeys scream and cranes screech, wolves howl, presenting a scene of wilderness!

With the entry of the elite young generation strong people, bloodshed occurs almost every moment.

A large number of Demon Beasts have died tragically at the hands of these young elites, contributing their primordial power.

However, the rebellion of Demon Beasts becomes more and more obvious, with many going mad in terror and anxiety.

Once they encounter a cultivator from the Demon Clan, it’s a fight to the death, causing heavy losses to the young elites of the Demon Clan.

Over the past twenty days, Ye Fan has seen too much bloodshed, and it’s a common sight for him now.

As long as these people don’t provoke him, he doesn’t go on a killing spree.

But if someone recklessly provokes him, he will show no mercy—sending them all on their way!

It is the golden autumn season, many plants in the Demon Beast Forest are weighed down with fruitful bounty, exuding intoxicating fragrance.

"The harvest season has arrived..."

Ye Fan stands on a hill, gazing at the distant mountain ranges that stretch like dragons, and the branches bent with heavy fruits, a cold smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.

Recently, he continuously senses people secretly watching him, knowing that some can’t wait any longer.

A month’s time is almost up, and if they don’t act now, there won’t be such a good opportunity again once leaving the Demon Beast Forest.

Ye Fan is also waiting for these people to arrive; troubles will need to be solved sooner or later, solving them early allows him to enter the core area of the Demon Beast Forest sooner and see what exactly caused the large-scale rebellion of Demon Beasts.

Three days ago, he arrived here and carved endless killing arrays on the ground, arousing the death qi within the Earth Vein Dragon Corpse.

Although mountain ranges stretch across here, there isn’t a single living Dragon Vein, it’s all death Dragon Veins filled with endless corpse qi.

This hillside where he stands is precisely the convergence of eighteen Dragon Veins, beneath it lies endless death energy, it is also the center of all the killing arrays he carved.

This will be his main battlefield, once entering the killing arrays, no one can escape.

Once the killing arrays are activated, they will lock down a radius of thousands of miles, even crossing the void is useless, as it has been completely cut off.

"They are here!"

Standing there, Ye Fan’s eyebrows move slightly, a cold smile emerging at the corners of his mouth.

He senses at least thirty powerful auras approaching him rapidly from all directions, one of these is the strongest successor of the Mo family, Mo Yangwang, who had once threatened him in the square.

"Can’t wait anymore, can you?"

Ye Fan laughs silently, he has been waiting here for an hour just for these people to show up.

A moment later, thirty small black dots appear on the horizon, coming through the air like lightning, standing in the void, encircling him in the middle.

"The pigs are fattened up, now it’s time to slaughter."

Mo Yangwang, dressed in black, with a resentful expression, eyes burning with flames of hatred, strides forward in the void, step by step approaching, stopping on a solitary rock not far from Ye Fan.

"You’ve lost your nerve!"

Ye Fan smirks, saying coldly.

"You’re talking nonsense, how could I lose my nerve? I just don’t want to dirty my hands!"

When Ye Fan pointed out his sore spot sharply, Mo Yangwang looked like a cat stepped on its tail, jumping up and defending excitedly.

As Ye Fan said, he really felt cowardly; knowing that several strong people specializing in hunting other contestants had all perished at Ye Fan’s hands, he feared that he alone was not Ye Fan’s match. Hence, he utilized the power of his clan, both recruiting and threatening, gathering twenty-nine strongest successors from powerful families in remote areas, planning to exhaust Ye Fan with their hands, then strike himself to kill him and avenge his brother.

"But a strongest successor from a weak family in a remote area, there’s really no need to go to such great lengths." The young man to Ye Fan’s front left said discontentedly.

Ye Fan stood on the hillside, looking at him, finding he was surprisingly already at the Peak of Mid-stage Demon Master level, definitely a Saint Child-level strong person in the Xuan Realm.

"Mobilizing so many to kill such a waste, it’s really a bit overblown."

Another person said, full of disdain on his face.

He was also a strongest successor from a powerful family, cultivation between the peak of Mid-stage Demon Master and Late-Stage Demon Master. Such strength, coupled with the special attack characteristics of death qi, could definitely instantly kill most Saint Heirs in the Xuan Realm.

Ye Fan looked at them one by one; these thirty people were the strongest successors from powerful families, each capable of dominating a domain, towering above the young generation of their entire clan, each having their own legendary and immortal stories.

It could be said, this was an extremely terrifying assemblage, each emitting a fierce killing intent, transforming heaven and earth seemingly into a cold winter, with piercing killing intent icy to the bone.

"Killing him with so many people, really no sense of achievement. How do you all plan to torture him?"

The third person spoke up, full of contempt and arrogance in his voice, as if Ye Fan was already fish on the chopping board, ready for their slaughter.

"Just a successor from a declining family, no need for so much trouble, just kill him directly." The fourth person said with a sneer.

"Don’t underestimate him."

Mo Yangwang frowned, speaking to those surrounding Ye Fan: "He can kill strong people specializing in hunting other contestants, he must have something remarkable; everyone together, don’t give him any chance!"

"Is there really a need for this?"

The fifth person spoke, with a cold voice: "I alone am enough to kill him!"

"Indeed, is there a need for such commotion, any one of us can kill him." Another person stood out, a cruel smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

These few had Peak Demon Master cultivation, among the young generation, they were certainly top existence, even most older strong persons weren’t their match.

So many strong people gathered together, putting immense pressure on Ye Fan. He felt endless killing intent and bore a great burden.

"You really think highly of me!"

Ye Fan laughed, looking mockingly at Mo Yangwang, "To actually incite so many people to surround and kill just me."

"Ye, you will soon kneel at my feet begging for mercy. I’m looking forward to this scene." Mo Yangwang’s face was venomous, his voice like an evil ghost, and his tone was extremely malicious.

"Hahaha..."

Ye Fan laughed madly at the sky, not taking the looming danger seriously at all.

After laughing, he stood with a proud posture, his presence declared dominion over all lands, as if he alone reigned supreme, confidently declaring: "Aren’t you just thirty top strong people of the younger generation? Even if there are thirty more, I’d still be able to cut them down without error."

"What is he saying, is he out of his mind, wanting to kill all of us? Hahaha..."

Someone laughed wildly, their eyes flickering with fierce light, filled with cruelty.

"Is he intentionally trying to make us laugh?"

Another burst into laughter, his eyes filled with cruelty and disdain.

"He doesn’t know life from death!"

Sneers rang out continuously.

They were all top strong people from various clans, the strongest heirs, all commanding fear over their regions.

Now, with so many people gathered, even the Supreme Elder of the Ten Great Families would have to avoid them. Yet Ye Fan actually said he would kill them all, making them feel humiliated.

Facing the wave-like killing intent from the crowd, Ye Fan looked at them calmly, "If I said I was waiting here just for you, would you believe me?"

"You’re waiting for us?"

One person was shocked, incredulously asking.

Previously, they had already confirmed that Ye Fan stayed here for three days, but didn’t know what he was doing. They thought there was some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures here, which was why Ye Fan lingered without leaving.

"Is it strange?"

Ye Fan stood proudly, calmly saying, "I was waiting for the trash of the Mo family, just didn’t expect so many of you to come."

"Whether or not you were waiting here for us, if you can survive today, it would surely be a miracle!" Mo Yangwang’s eyes shot out with hatred, speaking venomously.

"Hey, to me, you’re nothing more than some pathetic creatures. As long as I take action, you’ll all turn to dust, killing you doesn’t bring any sense of achievement."

Ye Fan’s voice was calm, without any ripple, as if he was discussing a trivial matter.

Then, his momentum explosively increased, his eyes shooting out two silver rays, with a momentum that looked down upon all others, he said: "Come on, let me send you on your way!"

"Hahaha..."

All around Ye Fan, everyone was laughing, some with mockery, some full of disdain and scorn, others revealed killing intent, expressions varied.

All thought Ye Fan was indeed joking. Among these thirty people, who wasn’t a young top strong person commanding fear over their region?

Ye Fan expected to single-handedly kill all of them, which was utterly unrealistic. Among them, many were not even inferior to Ye Fan, some even stronger in realm.

They believed Ye Fan was surely frightened silly by being encircled by such a tremendous lineup, otherwise, he couldn’t possibly say such words.

"Do you really think you can kill all of us alone, are you dreaming?"

Mo Yangwang sneered.

This time he rallied so many of the strongest heirs from each family, simply to give Ye Fan no chance, to absolutely kill him, to avenge his brother.

"Too much dreaming leads to long nights, everyone, attack together, kill him. As for the demon crystals on him, everyone can divide them. I only want to kill him with my own hands." Mo Yangwang said venomously.

His own brother was slain by Ye Fan, with not even a corpse left, burned to ashes. He wished to immediately kill Ye Fan, to avenge his brother.

As for the demon crystals on Ye Fan, he didn’t care. With his strength, entering the top one hundred was just a plaything, he also didn’t care about those demon crystals.

"Boom!"

Thirty young elites erupted with ocean-like killing intent, each unleashing their demon artifacts aimed at Ye Fan in the center.

The crowd quickly closed in, killing aura emanating from all directions, knife light and sword radiance, each demon artifact was suspended in the void, exuding terrifying ocean-like killing intent.

At this time, Mo Yangwang instead retreated, standing in the void, not participating in the surrounding kill of Ye Fan, just looking venomously at the besieged Ye Fan, with a cruel smile on his lips.

"Didn’t you say one person was enough to kill me? Isn’t there anyone who wants to duel me, to showcase their powerful strength?"

Ye Fan was not afraid at all, teasingly speaking to the crowd.

He arranged a killing array, confident of victory, now just wants to measure the strength of these so-called strongest heirs.

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