Chapter 403: Chapter 211: The Power of the Divinity-Sealing Seal, Human King Bell Perfection_2

The two of them did not leave immediately.

Wei Fan was worried about changes and had been traveling nonstop for several days, with neither of them having had a drop of water.

In the mountains, Wei Fan took out a big piece of the Flying Tiger Venerable’s meat and handed it to Ji Qingyue to handle, while he studied the Divinity-Sealing Seal.

This thing didn’t seem like a Martial Venerate Divine Soldier, but more like a secret artifact, presumably not crafted by Wu Qiulong and others.

The last attack nearly killed Wu Qiulong, making him appear as if he had lost his wits, which allowed Wei Fan to easily strike him down.

"Let’s give it a try!"

Heart Spirit being useless, Wei Fan attempted to infuse his True Essence into it. In an instant, the Great Seal emitted a grayish glow and felt heavier.

At the same time, an oppressive aura enveloped him, causing his Primordial Spirit to seem as if it were about to fall asleep.

"Divinity-Sealing Seal, does it seal the Primordial Spirit?"

Wei Fan’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. Could this be a special divine soldier specifically targeting the Primordial Spirit?

He was tempted to test its power on himself but feared it might kill him outright.

The capability appears to be indiscriminate. Once True Essence is infused, even he, the owner, feels his Primordial Spirit is about to be sealed into slumber.

It’s important to know that his Primordial Spirit is not ordinary; it’s a Silver Divine Soul refined through the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, with mysterious and unparalleled power. Yet, under the seal’s eerie aura, it couldn’t help but succumb to slumber.

This should be a formidable special divine soldier, but the people of the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold couldn’t unleash its full potential.

After all, even his Primordial Spirit nearly couldn’t withstand that bizarre sealing power. Regular people holding this seal might end up sealing themselves before they manage to seal the enemy.

"Let’s try it out next time we’re against an enemy!"

With Heart Spirit power being ineffective and no need for refining, Wei Fan put the Divinity-Sealing Seal away.

"It’s ready to eat!"

At this moment, Ji Qingyue had finished preparing the roasted meat, and Wei Fan went over to open a jar of wine. The two drank while eating.

"Be careful in the future. I heard some seniors say that these bandits rampaging through the nations are actually supported by major forces to collect resources.

If the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold is also supported by someone, it’s likely there will be revenge on you!"

Ji Qingyue thought for a moment and added, "I won’t spread this matter, but the enmity between you and the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold is already widely known."

Wei Fan’s expression darkened, "No need to keep it secret, you can spread it all you want. I want to see which beasts are supporting the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold!"

He’s not only unafraid but eager to know who is supporting the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold.

Even though the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold only robbed major sects, it doesn’t mean it was something good.

These major forces were utterly unscrupulous, supporting bandits to plunder others for resources.

The matter of him destroying the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold couldn’t actually remain hidden, and if it’s a major power, they could surely find out it was him.

That day at Bibo Lake, thousands saw him capturing Wu Zhaoyan. Although they didn’t recognize him, they knew his face.

Adding to this, his grudge with the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold is well-known across the world, so suspecting him isn’t difficult. If the power is significant, suspicion alone is enough. It just depends on whether the power supporting the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold dares to confront him.

Having eaten and drunk their fill, the two departed into the void.

"Where to next?" Ji Qingyue asked, looking at Wei Fan.

The two originally agreed to hunt the Demon Venerable together, but until now, they hadn’t killed a single one, while Wei Fan had killed a heap of Martial Venerates of the Human Race.

Wei Fan looked toward Tongzhou, "I still have some unfinished business in the Great Victory Dynasty. Since I’ve returned, I’ll settle it before moving on!"

Ji Qingyue nodded and said no more.

Wei Fan also looked at the panel:

[Golden Body·Fourth Forging (100%)]

[Human King Bell (Expertise)]

... 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

[Ordinary Power: 221000 years]

[Golden Body Power: 390 years]

"First, let’s upgrade the Human King Bell to Perfection..."

With a thought, the panel began to reflect injuries, and the power was consumed like flowing water.

[A year of power, you’ve refined the Human King Bell again, intending to perfect it.]

...

Within, the Human King Bell burst into brilliant light, the Tiger Soul, Dragon Soul, and Three-legged Golden Crow awakened from slumber to inhale and exhale thunder, and the bell began to emit an enigmatic aura, with lines of Dao Mark appearing and increasing over time.

"Once these Dao Marks cover the bell, the Human King Bell should be perfect!"

Although there were some indefinable Dao Marks on the bell wall, they were very sparse.

As time passed, the Dao Marks increased, resembling vines crawling over the entire bell wall, deepening the Human King Bell’s aura.

Simultaneously, the True Sun Fire and thunder also underwent changes, becoming increasingly terrifying in power.

Time passed unknowingly, and the Tiger Soul, Dragon Soul, and Three-legged Golden Crow simultaneously roared towards the sky, as the Human King Bell radiated golden light.

A few breaths later, the bothersome Dao Marks vanished into the bell wall, and the Tiger Soul, Dragon Soul, and Three-legged Golden Crow went dormant.

Wei Fan felt a surge of joy and hurriedly shifted his attention to the panel:

[Two hundred thousand years power, Human King Bell is perfect, covered in Dao Marks...]

[Human King Bell (Perfection)]

[Ordinary Power: 21000 years]

[Golden Body Power: 390 years]

The recently obtained over two hundred thousand years of power was instantly reduced to just twenty thousand years.

Wei Fan didn’t mind; the stronger the Human King Bell, the more confidence he had in his actions.

With his thoughts in check, he and Ji Qingyue continued toward Tongzhou.

...

Tongzhou, Demon Suppression Bureau!

After a few months, Wei Fan had returned here once more.

Previously, it was You Qingfeng who received him; however, given his current status and cultivation, You Qingfeng, the Demon Suppression Bureau Grand Commander of Tongzhou City, was no longer qualified to receive him.

As soon as he appeared, You Qingfeng and Pei Shinan came to personally welcome him to the General’s Office Hall.

It had been almost a month since he slaughtered Zhang Juzheng and others, causing a commotion in the Capital City, and naturally, the news had already reached here.

"Why have you returned?"

Pei Shinan’s expression was a mix of shock and complexity; single-handedly subduing a nation—such a feat was akin to a myth.

Even the Prime Minister and others, who gave him a headache, were directly defeated by Wei Fan right in front of the Great Victory Dynasty’s Imperial Family.

He knew Wei Fan was designated as an Inspector, meant to head to the Demon Hunter Sub-Hall.

Having a falling out with the Imperial Family, it was unexpected for Wei Fan to return, especially since a place like the Daqian Kingdom was Wei Fan’s real stage, making the Great Victory Dynasty seem too backward for him.

Wei Fan sipped some tea, "I’ve come back to deal with some unresolved matters!"

He gestured to Ji Qingyue, "This is my friend Ji Qingyue, a disciple of Dongfang Ye from Yunhua Sect."

Pei Shinan’s eyelids twitched. Knowing exactly where Yunhua Sect was, he immediately regarded Ji Qingyue with a different look, standing to pay a respectful greeting.

After greeting Ji Qingyue, he looked at Wei Fan, raising an eyebrow, "You want to eliminate the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold? It’s hard to locate their lair, and they wouldn’t have rampaged for so many years if they were easy to find.

Also, the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold isn’t one to be trifled with. They’re not the Imperial Family, so they won’t fear your status as an Inspector. To seek revenge, it’s best to bide your time..."

If Wei Fan had any unresolved matters within the Great Victory Dynasty, it would only be with the Imperial Family or the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold.

Being an Inspector, he certainly couldn’t go about exterminating a dynasty’s Imperial Family, inciting turmoil across the kingdom.

That left the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold, which had sent people to hunt down Wei Fan several times, but no one knew where they were located.

Wei Fan shook his head, "Not the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold; I had already eliminated them before coming here!"

Clatter...

Pei Shinan’s hand, reaching for tea, shook, causing the cup to spill over the table.

"You... you said you’ve already destroyed the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold?"

Pei Shinan was utterly stunned, displaying disbelief. The news was likely true since Wei Fan wasn’t one to boast.

This meant the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold was, indeed, wiped out.

Had this guy improved his cultivation in the short time since leaving the Great Victory Dynasty? The Prisoner Dragon Stronghold’s Wu Qiulong was a Nine Forged Martial Venerable, and if Wei Fan’s cultivation hadn’t improved, how could he have eradicated the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold?

Wei Fan nodded!

Pei Shinan couldn’t contain his astonishment, "This demon!"