Chapter 425: Chapter 222: If You Have the Guts, Put Down the Divine Bow, Nether Crow Demon Venerable (Part 2)

The Royal Second Ancestor stopped the two of them. Would a Demon with a Seven-Colored Golden Body be someone out of their mind? Obviously not.

He dared to put away the Divine Bow and might have something even more powerful. Would he be so foolish as to let himself be killed without using the Jiaolong Sunset Bow?

The great battle did not break out in the end. The Royal Second Ancestor had high prestige; if he forbade fighting, the Royal Martial Venerable dared not engage Wei Fan.

Yet on that day, the entire Great Victory Dynasty learned of Emperor Qin Hao’s assassination by Wei Fan in the Capital City, shaking the country to its core.

Wei Fan, this Killing God, not only wielded his butcher’s knife against the Imperial Family but even slaughtered the old Emperor himself.

Previously, those who had coveted the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill, including the forces that had sent experts to Book City, all were filled with dread.

Fortunately, there were too many people that day; Wei Fan only remembered the top forces like Celestial Eagle Castle and Moonlight Hall, or they too would have been wiped out.

Qingzhou City, General’s Mansion!

"I, Long Jianying, am probably going to be remembered in history for this!"

Long Jianying was in shock. Wei Fan actually went and killed the Emperor of the Great Victory Dynasty, and the reason was his own appointment as General in Qingzhou.

The Emperor being shot to death would naturally be recorded in the annals, and Long Jianying thought he would be noted as well.

"We martial artists should be like Brother Wei!"

You Qingfeng was still in disbelief. Daring to use such methods, even to the point of slaying the old Emperor, this was the true demeanor of a martial artist.

The faction in Tongzhou, never having sided with any Prince in recent years, found everyone wanting to step over them; even the old Emperor paid them no mind.

Confronting this fierce man Wei Fan finally taught the Imperial Family the meaning of a hero’s wrath, blood splattering five steps.

Su City, Demon Suppression Bureau!

In the secret chamber, Long Xueyi’s brow glowed, emanating a mysterious aura from her body.

At this moment, within her Sea of Consciousness, mists surged, heavenly sounds echoed, and her Divine Soul opened its eyes from meditation, with her hands tracing mysterious patterns in her Sea of Consciousness.

Much time passed before Long Xueyi’s awareness returned to her body. She opened her eyes, feeling as if she’d shaken off a heavy burden.

"I’ve finally reached the entry level of Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations!"

Her heart was filled with joy. Achieving entry level in just a month or two was beyond her expectations.

Her grandfather, Long Jianying, had taken five or six years to achieve entry level in Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations back then.

"It truly is an unparalleled unusual skill. Even if I can’t catch up to you, I should be able to stand behind you now!"

After reaching entry level in Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, Long Xueyi felt different. Her mind became clearer, and even her affinity with the Power of Heaven and Earth changed.

"I should first inform Grandpa and the others, and then continue my seclusion. Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations is only at entry level; only after completing the first transformation will I have the right to stand behind him!"

Opening the door of the secret chamber, Long Xueyi headed to the Commander’s Office of the Bureau.

After leaving the courtyard for a while, her expression darkened as she saw white silk hanging in many places in the Demon Suppression Bureau, as if mourning an important figure’s death.

At first, she thought her grandfather Long Jianying had passed, but along the way, the Demon Suppression Guards greeted her with smiles, suggesting otherwise.

"Xueyi, you’ve come out of seclusion?"

A voice came from behind. Long Xueyi turned to see Zhang Xianlong.

He seemed to have just returned from outside, with some bloodstains still on him.

Long Xueyi pointed at the white silk in the Demon Suppression Bureau and asked, "Why is the white silk hanging?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xianlong glanced at Long Xueyi with a strange look, "You still don’t know? The current Emperor Qin Hao has passed away!"

The Emperor has died?

Long Xueyi looked suddenly enlightened. No wonder so much white silk was hanging in the Demon Suppression Bureau—it was because the old Emperor had died.

"That’s not right. I heard the Emperor was a Martial Venerable Powerhouse. How could he die? Was he killed by a Demon Fiend?"

She quickly realized something was amiss. A Martial Venerable Powerhouse living for a thousand years wouldn’t be a problem, so how could the Emperor die suddenly?

Zhang Xianlong shook his head, "He wasn’t killed by a Demon Fiend; it was Wei Fan. The old Emperor tried to harm your grandfather and angered Wei Fan, who went to the Capital City and directly slaughtered the old Emperor—what a relief!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Long Xueyi’s eyes widened in shock. Who dared to kill the Emperor of the Great Victory Dynasty?

The next moment, her face turned anxious, "How could he be so bold, even daring to kill the Emperor? Is he alright?"

The Imperial Family is not to be trifled with. The soldiers and horses of the realm are not even under their control but under the Generals of each state. This illustrates the Imperial Family’s strength.

Zhang Xianlong looked at Long Xueyi with a half-smile, "Didn’t you hear about the old Emperor trying to harm your grandfather? Yet you didn’t ask if he was alright, only about that rash Wei Fan. If Elder Long knew, he’d be heartbroken..."

Long Xueyi’s expression turned stern, "You’re being insolent again. You think I can’t handle you after you broke through the Celestial Human Ninth Layer? Keep talking, and I’ll teach you the meaning of heartbreak!"

Zhang Xianlong’s face stiffened, realizing that this lady before him was not someone he could joke with. He quickly said, "Don’t underestimate Wei Fan. No one can do anything to him.

He not only slaughtered the old Emperor but also killed two Royal Martial Venerables, and then he left without the Imperial Family daring to say a word."

Long Xueyi’s expression remained calm, but her heart was in turmoil.

She had shut herself in seclusion for over a month to reach entry-level in Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, thinking she’d closed the gap with Wei Fan, but apparently not.

One person intimidated the Imperial Family, slaughtering the old Emperor, and the Imperial Family dared not act rashly—his cultivation must be even more terrifying now.

"What about my grandfather? Why did the Imperial Family want to harm him?"

...

In the sky, two figures streaked across.

Wei Fan glanced at Ji Qingyue, "I’ve finished my business. Who do you want to kill next?"

Originally, he had agreed to hunt the Demon Venerable with Ji Qingyue, but it had been almost a month and he was still dealing with his own matters.

Ji Qingyue looked into the distance and said, "I want to kill the Nether Crow Demon Venerable!"

Wei Fan showed a puzzled expression; he had not heard of any such Nether Crow Demon Venerable.

Ji Qingyue said, "I was originally from the Chu Kingdom. When I was young, my village was targeted by that beast, the Nether Crow Demon Venerable, and reduced to a food source. My master and my grandmaster passed by and saved some people, but my parents and most were devoured by that beast.

In that battle, my grandmaster was killed by the Nether Crow Demon Venerable while trying to save us. Over the years, I’ve wanted revenge on this beast, but given the strength of the Nether Crow Demon Venerable, I fear I need to cultivate for a few more centuries."

Even back then, her grandmaster, with a Golden Body Eighth Forging cultivation, was killed by the Nether Crow Demon Venerable. Even though she now has a Five-Colored Golden Body, it would take centuries of cultivation to seek revenge.

In those few centuries, the Nether Crow Demon Venerable might be slain by someone else.

Moreover, the Nether Crow Demon Venerable’s talent is high; as she progresses, so does he.

"Do you know where this beast’s lair is, or do you have a trace of his aura?"

Wei Fan asked. Killing a Demon Venerable is no big deal, but without any leads, the Nether Crow Demon Venerable can’t be found, then no matter how strong he is, it won’t help!

Ji Qingyue nodded, "His lair is near Chu Kingdom. This is the aura of the Nether Crow Demon Venerable!"

She had already obtained information about the Nether Crow Demon Venerable from the Demon Hunter Sub-Hall, even acquiring his aura.

"Give it to me!"

Wei Fan took Ji Qingyue’s aura into his body, determined the direction, and flew toward the Chu Kingdom.

"This Nether Crow Demon Venerable is different from ordinary Demons. Its true form is a Nether Crow that feeds on corpses. After becoming a Demon Venerable, a destructive aura of death was born within it.

This aura of death specifically extinguishes vitality and destroys the physical body. Back then, my grandmaster was hit with a stream of this death aura, and it polluted his Primordial Spirit, leading to his death.

Once we find it, don’t engage in close combat. Just use the Jiaolong Sunset Bow to shoot it..."

"Back then, when the Nether Crow Demon Venerable killed my parents, it had a Four-Colored Golden Body Eight Forging. It should be at Ninth Forging now..."

"In terms of cultivation, this beast isn’t your opponent. But its lair is where the Nether Crow Race has lived for thousands of years, possibly shrouded in a Grand Array!"

...

The two figures streaked across the sky as Ji Qingyue informed Wei Fan of all the information about the Nether Crow Demon Venerable.

Although officially the Nether Crow Demon Venerable is no match for Wei Fan, as a Demon Hunter, she knows never to underestimate any Demon at any time.