Facing the first ray of morning sunlight, Wei Fan once again set foot on the land of the Beiding Continent, while Huangfu Nalan did not leave the Wilderness with him, but stayed behind to continue cultivating.
For him, cultivating in the Wilderness was too slow, but it was not the same for others. Nowadays, cultivating in the Wilderness for one year was equivalent to three years of cultivation in the outside world for many people.
For Saint Realm powerhouses, it was equivalent to tripling their comprehension, providing unimaginable benefits for understanding the Great Dao.
Now that he had emerged, showcasing unparalleled talent, as long as he was around, no one dared to cause trouble in the Wilderness. Whether he stayed or not made no difference.
One day later, Wei Fan appeared in the plaza where the Transmission Domain Gate of the Liuyun Sect was located.
"That’s... Wei Fan, he’s returned to the Beiding Continent, could he be coming back to destroy the Celestial Profound Sect?"
Someone recognized Wei Fan and was taken aback.
"Are you out of your mind? Wei Fan is not something you can mention casually; you should be calling him Saint Wei now, or follow the people of the Wilderness and call him Master Wei."
The person’s companion pulled him aside, covering his mouth in panic. Nowadays, who doesn’t know the infamous name of Wei Fan, the House-Slaying Demon Fiend? Many believed the Zilan Sect offended Wei Fan too severely, only now realizing that Wei Fan had already had such a ’potential for madness’ since his time in the Wilderness.
"Junior greets Saint Wei!" Someone suddenly stepped forward and cupped his hands.
Wei Fan looked over; it was Gu Qing, the talented disciple of the Liuyun Sect he had met during his first visit with Feng Hua.
However, at this moment, Gu Qing no longer had the high-spiritedness of that day. He appeared very despondent, not only mentally but also physically.
His Blood Qi and Origin seemed to be severely injured. Unsurprisingly, Gu Qing had failed in his attempt to break into the Saint Realm in the Wilderness. Although he survived by luck, he suffered irreversible Dao injuries.
"Why so courteous, Brother Gu?" Wei Fan laughed heartily. He and Gu Qing shared some camaraderie, and he had no intention of putting on airs of a Saint Realm powerhouse in front of him.
Moreover, he had a favorable impression of Gu Qing, considering him a true man of integrity and righteousness.
This time, the affair in the Wilderness was indeed sorrowful. Countless people pinned their hopes on the bounty of Heaven and Earth to break through to the Saint Realm. Not only did no one succeed, but a batch of geniuses ended up dead or crippled.
"Now that you are a Saint Realm powerhouse, how can I consider myself your equal?"
Gu Qing sighed.
He vividly remembered seeing Wei Fan for the first time here, right after he had caused a huge ruckus in the Zilan Sect. He had been self-confident and hadn’t taken Wei Fan seriously. The second time they met was in Linyao City, where Wei Fan had come to subdue demon fiends after Gu Qing’s junior brother had been killed by them, thus establishing a genuine friendship between them.
He never imagined that only two to three months later, upon seeing Wei Fan again, Wei Fan had already ascended to the lofty heights of a Saint Realm powerhouse.
Half an hour later, Wei Fan appeared at the Domain Gate of Celestial Star City, causing a sensation. It wasn’t long before the news of Wei Fan leaving the Wilderness and returning to the Beiding Continent began to spread everywhere.
Wei Fan paid no heed to this and immediately soared into the sky, disappearing from everyone’s sight. He did not head to Celestial Star City but made his way to a border city between the Human Race and the Demon Race.
In the Battle of the Five Tigers Sect, the Black Flood Dragon King, Golden Lion King, and Dragon Horned Deer King were slain, and the Qilin Ape Saint was also killed, plunging the demon forces of the Beiding Continent into unprecedented weakness. The day after the battle ended, Zhou Shen had already returned to the Beiding Continent to organize various imperial dynasties into launching attacks against the demon race.
Wei Fan returned for two reasons: one is to let everyone know he had left the Wilderness, and they could find him in the Beiding Continent. The second was to take advantage of the great battle to slay a batch of demons and gain power.
The Beiding Continent was not left with only the Golden Scale Python King and the Five-Colored Demon Bull King; the power of the Demon Race had always been stronger than that of the Human Race. Even if the Beiding Continent had over ten Martial Saints, the Saint Realm powerhouses of the Demon Race were naturally more than just a few.
Some powerful demon fiend groups, like the Holy Sect of Humans, had multiple Demon Saints in existence.
Three days later, Wei Fan had several missed targets. The demon saints he had been eyeing had all left their lairs and hidden themselves, evading his search. However, even though he had not slain any demon saints, he had secretly killed over a dozen demon kings.
The human army swept away everything in its path, meeting little resistance, and four demon saints were killed. The demon forces of the Beiding Continent no longer had the confidence to contend with the Human Race, voluntarily giving up large swaths of territory.
[Scripture of the Three Emperors (Condensing Dao Realm)]
[Nine-Nine True Skill (Fifty-fifth Image)]
[Ten Thousand Spirits Bell (Entry Level)]
...
[Ordinary Power: 2.79 million years]
[Martial Saint’s Power: None]
"This power is sufficient for the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell to be enhanced once more!"
Wei Fan entered a small city, set up a concealing array, and summoned his panel.
The Martial Saint’s Power he had previously obtained had already been entirely consumed. Now his Dao had reached three hundred zhang, and his Primordial Spirit cultivation had stepped into the mid-Condensation Stage.
He discovered that even without staying in the Wilderness, his Dao growth speed was still very fast, just not as fast as when he was in the Wilderness.
Of course, he was still adding the power of the Martial Saint in balance, with half being added to the Nine-Nine True Skill. The Dao marks on his physical body became increasingly profound, with the fifty-fifth pattern having been cultivated to Perfection.
In the Sea of Consciousness, that Divine Ring grew increasingly radiant, the Primordial Spirit sitting like a Divine Mansion with three eyes and two wings, exuding an indescribable majesty. His own Dao sprouted numerous tentacles like a millipede, continuously absorbing principles from various Heaven and Earth Dao.
"The growth of one’s own Dao and power is inseparable from the various Great Dao between Heaven and Earth. If one day all the Great Dao were destroyed or disappeared, would this Dao still be of any use?"
This is not an impossible scenario. Why did the Wilderness become a place with unmanifest Dao and thin Essence Qi after Qi Daozhen’s death? To some extent, it was because at that point in time, the Great Dao disappeared from the Wilderness. Even if a Saint Realm powerhouse entered the Wilderness, their cultivation would be reduced, becoming a Martial King.
Given that the Wilderness could become like this, it’s not impossible for the entire Heaven and Earth to become the same.
Relatively speaking, the dependency of physical power on the Heaven and Earth Dao is not as strong. The strength cultivated from the physical body is self-derived. Even entering the kind of environment the Wilderness was in the past would not greatly affect his power.
Withdrawing his consciousness from the Sea of Consciousness, Wei Fan began to examine the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell. Not having paid attention for a while, he noticed many more phantoms appearing on the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell, including the Golden Lion King, Dragon Horned Deer Demon King, and He Feiyu. Now, there are as many as five Saint Realm powerhouses’ phantoms on the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell.
The phantoms of the Saint Realm powerhouses are noticeably clearer and more vibrant compared to those of the King-level experts, even possessing a kind of flowing Dao Yun, as if the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell captured not only their imprints but also their Dao.
After half a day, the addition of two million years of ordinary power concluded. The Ten Thousand Spirits Bell progressed from Entry Level to Minor Achievement, the Dao marks on it once again changing. The phantoms grew ever clearer, especially the phantoms of those Saint Realm powerhouses, starting to show facial contours.
"I wonder if Old Man Zhou has spread the bounty news to other continents."
He recalled this matter, pondering whether Zhou Shen had not spread the bounty news to other continents, or perhaps no one possessed the following cultivation technique of the Golden Bell Shield. He planned to ask Zhou Shen in the future.
After putting away the Golden Bell Shield, Wei Fan got up and walked out of the room.
This was a small frontier city, usually not having many people. However, now that the Human Race’s army was sweeping across the Demon Race, many Jianghu people surged in here to explore the Demon Realm or hunt down the defeated Demon Fiends.
Since he needed to add to the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell, he was currently in disguise, and his appearance did not attract attention. Wei Fan left the inn he was staying at, found a restaurant to eat some food, and then planned to continue hunting Demon Fiends. Just as he reached the small town’s exit, he casually glanced at a passerby when the panel before his eyes suddenly flashed.
[Ying Liu: Martial King Seventh Layer, Black Nether Organization Assassin, Kills Innocent People Indiscriminately]
[Kill him, and you will obtain 100,000 years of ordinary power]
Wei Fan’s gaze hardened. He initially thought there was a Demon Fiend infiltrating a human city, but unexpectedly, he encountered a Black Nether assassin.
He hadn’t forgotten the vendetta of the Black Nether sending people multiple times to kill him, though the Black Nether was very secretive. As Feng Hua said, even when the Black Nether accepted assignments, they communicated solely through Communication Jade Tokens. Not even those commissioning assassinations knew where the Black Nether’s base was located.
Under normal circumstances, even if one caught a Black Nether assassin, one couldn’t find out the Black Nether’s location through these assassins. Thus, despite the Five Great Domains’ forces loathing the Black Nether, they couldn’t truly eradicate this organization throughout countless years.
That person appeared ordinary. He hadn’t even noticed before. If not for the panel’s response, he wouldn’t have detected the person possessed Martial King cultivation.
Of course, it wasn’t that his Spiritual Sense was lacking. If he were to encounter them alone, he could have detected it without relying on the panel. However, with people coming and going, and not few among them being Martial Kings, he couldn’t deliberately focus on one.
A thought occurred to Wei Fan, and he released a strand of Heart Spirit that attached to this Black Nether assassin. After leaving the city, he first walked in a different direction for a while, then returned and began stealthily pursuing.
This assassin named Ying Liu was considerably vigilant. After leaving the small town and entering the Uninhabited Area, he altered his appearance several times, changed clothes and directions, deliberately left false trails as a guide, and occasionally released Power of Heart and Spirit to scan his surroundings.
Sometimes, he even lay in wait to see if anyone was tracking him.
Against an ordinary Martial King, even a Martial King Ninth Layer, he might be discovered. However, now that Wei Fan was a Saint Realm powerhouse, his Will Power was already at an unfathomable level for a Martial King. Not even when the opponent’s Power of Heart and Spirit swept over could they detect his existence.
If he wished, he could appear right in front of the opponent, and the opponent still wouldn’t realize it.
"It seems he’s not out to execute a mission but instead returning to the lair. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so exceedingly cautious."
The more cautious Ying Liu became, the more patient Wei Fan remained. He didn’t just want to simply kill a Black Nether assassin. If possible, he hoped to locate Black Nether’s lair or a division of it.
After tracking for two days, Ying Liu suddenly disappeared into a cliff. Wei Fan opened his Martial Arts Celestial Eye to see, realizing the cliff before him was entirely formed by arrays, as were the surrounding mountains.
What he saw was a pitch-black grand hall, seemingly stained with blood, piled around with white bones, even with a glowing, jade-like white bone hanging over the hall’s entrance.
"This is the corpse of a Martial Saint powerhouse!"
Wei Fan was somewhat moved, recognizing this as a trophy Black Nether used to demonstrate their assassination techniques, likely from successfully assassinating a Saint Realm powerhouse.
"If even just a division possesses the capability to assassinate a Saint Realm powerhouse, Black Nether is truly terrifying."
He didn’t rush in immediately but retreated some distance. Then, continuing to use his Martial Arts Celestial Eye to scan the surroundings, and after ensuring there was nothing else of note, he took out some Array Banners to begin setting up a grand array, determined to, upon engaging, utterly capture all these assassins here.
As for wanting to rely on this place to root out all members of the Black Nether organization, he had no such intention, unless he was willing to spend several years on it.
Setup complete, Wei Fan revealed himself and walked toward the grand hall.
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