Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

"Wei Fan!"

The Black Nether Saint Son melded with the void, becoming one with it, and waited for two days before finally seeing Wei Fan step out of Celestial Star City.

"Li Jianchen is here too. That complicates things."

He frowned slightly, but his expression soon relaxed. Assassins like them thrived on the principle of striking with one fatal blow, rather than open combat. As long as he killed Wei Fan and slipped away immediately using Black Netherworld’s stealth technique, Li Jianchen would never find him—even if he had the ability to pierce the heavens and earth.

Wei Fan was too proficient at hiding. Miss this chance, and who knew when he’d get another shot? If he could assassinate this prodigy who’d surpassed Xuanyuan Peak, he would undoubtedly become Black Netherworld’s number one killer in thousands of years.

Turning this over in his mind, the Black Nether Saint Son slowly drew the Saint-Slaying Sword.

The Saint-Slaying Sword was a unique holy weapon forged only by Black Netherworld, imbued with unusual powers, created specifically to break the bodies of those who’ve ascended through body cultivation—a terrifying, matchless killing weapon.

Throughout Black Netherworld’s history, countless body-ascended saints had been assassinated by the Saint-Slaying Sword.

This was why, even knowing Wei Fan’s body had ascended, he still dared to come after him—he wanted to prove his dominance on the path of assassination through this killing move. Black Netherworld, an organization as ancient as the Demon Hunter Organization, had faced all kinds of prodigies and developed their own countermeasures long ago.

The world’s number one assassin organization didn’t rely solely on stealth techniques.

"He’s coming!"

Watching Wei Fan draw closer, the Black Nether Saint Son planned to wait until Wei Fan passed by, then launch a fatal strike from behind to shatter Wei Fan’s holy body and snuff out his Saint Dao.

Suddenly, Wei Fan turned his head toward him, a mocking smile lifting the corner of his mouth.

"Damn, he’s already spotted me?" The Black Nether Saint Son’s heart jolted in shock.

At that moment, Wei Fan’s fist crushed the void, crashing down like a mountain.

"Boom!"

The void collapsed and caved in, shattering like a mirror. The Black Nether Saint Son’s figure was exposed and instantly fell into the Void World.

Wei Fan’s whole body blazed with radiant light, Blood Qi piercing the firmament. He moved like a majestic blue dragon, stepping forward in an instant to pursue into the Void World.

"Black Nether Assassin!"

Li Jianchen saw Wei Fan punch a figure out of the void and instantly understood it was a Black Nether assassin—aside from Black Netherworld, almost no one had such bizarre cultivation techniques. Not even a Saint Realm powerhouse like him had noticed someone hidden in the shadows nearby.

"Get out of here!"

He sliced out a wave of Sword Qi, isolating the spreading force so that none of the bystanders would be harmed.

It was important to remember this was the road from Celestial Star City to the Transmission Domain Gate—people traveled here every moment. If Saint Realm powerhouses fought here and lost control of their power, it could lead to disastrous consequences.

He knew Wei Fan was already restraining his power; otherwise, several kilometers around would’ve been destroyed by that last attack.

"Saint Realm powerhouses are fighting—move!"

The people on the main road finally reacted, frantically fleeing into the distance. In an instant, there was no one left within sight.

At the same time, the surge of Saint Realm aura triggered the city’s mighty defenses, alerting everyone inside. The auras of Zhou Shen and Gu Qingshan soared into the sky, racing toward the scene.

"How could you notice me?"

The only eye revealed by the Black Nether Saint Son was filled with shock. As Black Netherworld’s Saint Son, he was always the one ambushing others—he never expected to be ambushed himself. This was simply unimaginable.

The Black Netherworld’s Void Transformation Secret Technique had actually been seen through by Wei Fan.

"So you’re the Black Nether Saint Son. I’ve been waiting for you for days!"

Wei Fan roared, his hair gleaming and swirling wildly as he stood on Cyan Nether Travel, his overbearing aura flooding the sky.

The Void World shook, pierced by his mighty Qi Blood, as his formidable strength was fully unleashed.

He’d held back with his first punch. Although it was an ambush, his real intention was to shift the battlefield into the Void World—otherwise, if he used his full power, everyone within several kilometers except Li Jianchen would’ve been killed by his energy alone.

"You killed Elder Ying!"

The Black Nether Saint Son’s pupils shrank at these words, instantly realizing that Wei Fan was the one who’d destroyed Black Netherworld’s North Cauldron Continent Branch—how else could Wei Fan immediately recognize him?

In the next moment, he turned and fled without bothering to question how Wei Fan had exposed the Black Nether Branch or deciphered the Void Transformation Technique.

Because he never intended to face Wei Fan head-on. As an assassin, he only believed in the art of ambush and assassination, following the "strike once and vanish" creed. Even though he was confident he could match Wei Fan in a direct confrontation, he had no intention of fighting Wei Fan outright.

His goal was not to defeat Wei Fan in open battle, but to assassinate him—to prove his mastery of the Killing Dao.

And nearby, Li Jianchen with his white hair was approaching, while Gu Qingshan and Zhou Shen sped from within Celestial Star City. These men would never allow a direct duel with Wei Fan; delay even a moment, and he’d probably die here.

"Leave your life behind!"

Wei Fan hurled another punch across the void, his power surging like a mountain breaking and a tidal wave roaring. The Black Nether Saint Son dodged, letting the blow crash deep into the Void World.

"If I want to leave, no one in this world can stop me."

The Black Nether Saint Son let out a long howl—his body instantly turned to nothingness, like a drop of water vanishing into the sea.

"Gone!"

Li Jianchen, rushing forward, was dumbfounded. He could claim he’d been unprepared before, but now the Black Nether Saint Son had disappeared right before his eyes. Even as he swept the area with his Power of Heart and Spirit, he still couldn’t detect a trace of the assassin.

"Black Netherworld truly is terrifying!"

His heart couldn’t help but tremble. If such an assassination were targeted at him, he’d never even realize it.

"Just a bunch of ghost tricks!"

Wei Fan threw another punch, blasting the Black Nether Saint Son out of the distant void. No matter how mystical his stealth technique, nothing could hide from Wei Fan’s Martial Arts Celestial Eye.

Still, he had to admit the assassin wasn’t just adept at stealth—his speed was uncanny. While not as monstrous as He Feihong, he was faster than most; catching up in a short time would be tough.

"You..."

The Black Nether Saint Son finally couldn’t keep it together. Wei Fan could see through his Void Transformation Technique, not by luck but by real skill. If this chase continued, he’d eventually be caught.

Because at this moment, he could sense two terrifying auras closing in—it could only be Gu Qingshan and Zhou Shen, the Hall Masters of the Demon Hunter Organization on Beiding Continent.

Gu Qingshan was a Great Saint Level Saint Realm powerhouse, a formidable cultivator. If someone like him locked on, survival would be nearly impossible.

"I don’t believe it!"

Mystical energy surged from the Black Nether Saint Son’s body as several Great Daos were drawn out, Dao Power flowing into him.

"Phantom Clone Technique!"

His body flashed with holy light, splitting instantly into seven forms. All seven looked entirely real, each radiating identical aura, scattering in different directions.

"No wonder they’re almost as ancient as the Demon Hunter Organization. They’ve got real skills, not just reliance on stealth techniques."

Wei Fan was a little surprised—this was his first encounter with such a miracle skill.

Though they hadn’t fought, he could tell these seven clones had real combat power—they weren’t just distractions, but could genuinely mislead the enemy.

"This is trouble!"

Li Jianchen’s heart sank. Seven clones plus the original made eight figures fleeing in all directions. He couldn’t tell which was real and which were clones.

And while he hesitated, all eight figures dissolved into the void just as before—there was no way to pursue them.

"Stay where you are!"

But he saw that Wei Fan showed no hesitation at all. After a brief chase, Wei Fan slammed a fist across the distance, blasting the Black Nether Saint Son back out from the void. The Phantom Clone Technique plus the Void Transformation Technique didn’t fool Wei Fan one bit.

"You must have mastered the Martial Arts Celestial Eye..."

The Black Nether Saint Son blurted out. Even if he reacted slowly, by now he realized that Wei Fan must have awakened the legendary Martial Arts Celestial Eye. Only such a pupil technique, capable of seeing through all falsehoods, explained how easily Wei Fan saw through every deceptive trick.

"Martial Arts Celestial Eye?"

Li Jianchen’s heart stirred. He glanced at Wei Fan in amazement. If Wei Fan truly possessed the Martial Arts Celestial Eye, it explained why all of the Black Nether Saint Son’s methods failed against him.

Wei Fan remained silent—neither admitting nor denying it. It was a power cultivated through the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations. He wouldn’t reveal it lightly, lest someone link him to the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations.

"Rumble..."

All at once, the Void World trembled as if heaven and earth were overturning. Infinite divine light surged in, dazzling all eyes.

At the same time, a soul-shaking aura swept across, freezing the Void World.

"Dare to run wild on Gu Mou’s turf? Do you think I don’t exist?"

After so long, Gu Qingshan finally arrived. The aura of the Great Saint Level powerhouse shook the Void World.

The Great Dao thundered and chains of order appeared en masse as Gu Qingshan summoned a hand that blotted out the sky.

"No!"

The Black Nether Saint Son’s face changed drastically. After several failed attempts to escape, delayed by Wei Fan, Gu Qingshan, the Great Saint, had finally caught up. He was only at Condensing Dao cultivation; his Void Transformation Technique couldn’t fool the Spiritual Sense of a Great Saint.

Escape was now impossible. Although he was faster than Wei Fan, there was no way to outpace a Great Saint powerhouse.

"Gu Qingshan, I am the Black Nether Saint Son. If you attack me as a Great Saint, you won’t survive Black Netherworld’s revenge."

His only hope now was that Gu Qingshan would hold back, fearing Black Netherworld’s power—otherwise, today he would surely die here.

"You think the Demon Hunter Organization fears your Black Netherworld?"

Gu Qingshan’s voice thundered like a bell, murderous intent surging as his giant palm shattered space and slapped down, wholly determined.

"Don’t kill him—let me see what the Black Nether Saint Son can do!"

Wei Fan called out. If Gu Qingshan crushed the Saint Son with one slap, it would be a waste—Wei Fan could at least harvest power from slaying him himself.

"Boom!"

But it seemed he’d spoken too late; Gu Qingshan’s giant hand slammed down as the Black Nether Saint Son disintegrated into ash before he could even scream, leaving no remains behind.

The terrifying aura receded as the giant hand snatched up the Saint-Slaying Sword. Gu Qingshan’s true form appeared.

"I’ll handle the killing—his death as Saint Son is no minor matter. That kind of vengeance isn’t yours to bear."

He’d heard Wei Fan’s words, but chose to carry the burden of killing the Black Nether Saint Son himself.

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