Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting-Chapter 216 - 119: Divine Realm Clash, the Master of the Yellow Dragon Spear (Part 2)
How could the sword of the Divine Realm Martial Sect be merely sharp, simply cutting through the body? The killing intent carried by the will power within the sword aura is the truly terrifying aspect. If he hadn’t been resisting with his own will power, his body that was cut would have long turned to ashes.
He was left with lingering fear!
Situ Feng’s sword was initially aimed at his head. He managed to move most of his body away with much difficulty, resulting in only his hind leg being severed.
"Situ Feng..."
The White Elephant Demon Monarch growled, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
This wound is more severe than the last time. Even for a Spirit Concentration Demon Monarch, it would take many years to recover to peak condition after having half of the body cut off.
Not only was most of the vitality of the severed part destroyed, but many areas of the remaining body also had their vitality extinguished, losing the robust physical form of a Spirit Concentration Demon Monarch.
Even if he successfully attaches the body back, it will take him many years to temper these areas to restore their previous strength.
Moreover, that sword not only cut into his flesh but also harmed his divine soul, causing problems with it.
Such a delay while peers are progressing means his future advancement remains uncertain.
"Blocking my path, I..."
He wanted to speak of revenge against Situ Feng, but at the thought of that terrifying sword, a wave of fear surged in his heart.
He had lived for more than three hundred years, only becoming a Spirit Concentration Demon Monarch after all that time.
But as for Situ Feng, he had reached Martial Arts Mastery at barely over a hundred years old, with unmatched power.
If nothing unexpected occurs, he would never stand a chance against Situ Feng in this lifetime.
"But I have a long life. When Situ Feng dies, I will dig up his skeleton and devour it."
"First, I’ll reattach my severed body, then find a place to hide..."
Demonic power surged, and the severed half of the body flew to reattach itself. The White Elephant Demon Monarch’s brow emitted light, and the power of heart and spirit surged from his sea of consciousness, beginning to expel Situ Feng’s lingering will.
Pfft...
Waves of destructive energy were forced out from within his body, instantly turning everything within a radius of several dozen meters to dust.
After a long while, the White Elephant Demon Monarch finally let out a long breath, "Finally, I have purged Situ Feng’s will completely!"
The scale armor, which was a deathly gray, transformed again, becoming white.
White!
This was indeed the original color of the White Elephant Demon Monarch.
The blue color on his body had only turned blue after years of tempering from white.
"Damn you Situ Feng!"
"And that human who killed my son. If it weren’t for him killing my only offspring, today’s events wouldn’t have occurred. When I find out who you are, I will surely annihilate your entire family!"
Looking at his half-blue, half-white body, the White Elephant Demon Monarch felt another surge of killing intent: "Too much essence blood lost, and the divine soul also suffered damage. Fortunately, the body is reattached..."
"Someone’s here!"
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps reached his ears. The White Elephant Demon Monarch abruptly turned to see a nondescript man strolling out from the forest.
Wei Fan’s eyes glimmered slightly, and the panel before him began to flicker:
[White Elephant Demon Monarch: Early-stage Spirit Condensation, a ruthless killer, unforgivable crimes]
[Kill him to gain 5000 years of power]
As he expected, just early-stage Spirit Condensation.
Wei Fan had long known that in the Fourth Realm, regardless of whether they are part of the Human Race or Demon Fiends, they are no longer meticulously divided into the First to Ninth Layer like in previous realms, but rather into the stages of early, middle, late, and perfection.
Although the White Elephant Demon Monarch had broken through Spirit Condensation more than a decade ago, achieving Dao through demonhood is even harder than for the Human Race, so his realm wouldn’t be very high.
He quietly stored away the scale armor he had in his hand.
The Demon Monarch’s speed was too fast, and the White Elephant Demon Monarch was fleeing in panic. If it weren’t for the scale armor he obtained from Master Kun, he wouldn’t have been able to catch up to the White Elephant Demon Monarch.
"Not Situ Feng, nor He Tai Xian!"
The White Elephant Demon Monarch breathed a sigh of relief, his greatest worry was if these two were pursuing him, he’d be doomed today.
"Yellow Dragon Spear?"
The White Elephant Demon Monarch’s gaze fell upon the golden spear in the man’s hand, his pupils contracting slightly, "Are you Fu Shizheng? No, you’re not a Divine Realm Martial Sect member, you must be Fu Shizheng’s disciple or son?"
Relaxing slightly, the White Elephant Demon Monarch realized he had been seeing shadows. Just because he saw the Yellow Dragon Spear, he assumed Fu Shizheng had arrived, but he had seen Fu Shizheng before.
Commander of the Demon Suppression Bureau’s Third Commander Fu Shizheng!
Wei Fan’s heart stirred slightly, his gaze drifting to the Yellow Dragon Spear in his hand.
If he wasn’t mistaken, the White Elephant Demon Monarch mistook him for Fu Shizheng upon seeing the Yellow Dragon Spear, later guessing he was Fu Shizheng’s disciple because he wasn’t a Divine Realm Martial Sect member.
The Yellow Dragon Spear was the weapon used by the masked man when he came to seize his treasure, and Long Xueyi and Zhang Xianlong both said they hadn’t heard of it.
In fact, Wei Fan roughly understood why the origin of the Yellow Dragon Spear couldn’t be discovered. It must be an unknown divine weapon; otherwise, if you could easily trace its owner through the divine weapon, the masked man wouldn’t have dared to wield the Yellow Dragon Spear to kill him.
Because that day, the opponent didn’t intend to kill Long Xueyi and Zhang Xianlong; it wasn’t a lack of intention, likely he didn’t dare, as Zhang Xianlong had Situ Feng backing him, and Long Xueyi, more terrifyingly, had her grandfather Long Jianying, a Commander at the Demon Suppression Bureau.
Of course, they probably also couldn’t kill them.
Whatever the reason, as long as Long Xueyi and Zhang Xianlong weren’t dead, the Yellow Dragon Spear remained a clue, daring to bring it out meant not fearing the Yellow Dragon Spear could implicate the true backer behind it.
And now, according to the White Elephant Demon Monarch, the Yellow Dragon Spear seemed to belong to the Third Commander, Fu Shizheng.
Wei Fan swung the Yellow Dragon Spear in his hand, "You actually recognized my identity through the Yellow Dragon Spear..."
At this moment, the White Elephant Demon Monarch, standing five or six meters tall, spoke in a weak voice, "This is a divine weapon refined by our Demon Race, though others may not know, I do know a few things."
Once, a friend of mine acquired the Yellow Dragon Spear from a deceased Demon Monarch’s tomb, and not long after, he was killed by Fu Shizheng. Ask yourself, who, apart from Fu Shizheng or his disciples and kin, could wield the Yellow Dragon Spear!"
As he spoke, the White Elephant Demon Monarch chuckled coldly, "Do you think you can do anything to me with a divine weapon? It seems today the Yellow Dragon Spear will return to our Demon Race, as Fu Shizheng’s disciple appears to be so brainless, not realizing that an injured Demon Monarch is still a Demon Monarch.
By eating you, I can restore some primordial energy!" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
The White Elephant Demon Monarch paid no regard to the person before him, not even if the other held a divine weapon.
The gap between a Spirit Concentration and a Celestial Martial Artist cannot be bridged by a divine weapon.
He began striding towards Wei Fan, his nostrils suddenly catching a familiar scent.
The White Elephant Demon Monarch halted his steps, his eyes turning sharp, "Cang Niu’s scent, were you the one who killed Cang Niu?"
Today’s conflict arose from the killing of Cang Niu.
Although he had reattached his severed body, the future reaction of the Cyan Bull Demon Monarch towards him remained unknown.
The Cyan Bull Demon Monarch isn’t like the White Ape Demon Monarch, and Ape Roar isn’t the same as Cang Niu either. Ape Roar was merely an offspring of the White Ape Demon Monarch before Condensing Spirit, and the White Ape Demon Monarch had many such offspring, losing a few was no issue.
But Cang Niu was the sole offspring of the Cyan Bull Demon Monarch post-Condensing Spirit, with a mighty bloodline, entrusted with the hopes of the Cyan Bull Demon Monarch.
The Cyan Bull Demon Monarch’s domineering and violent nature was the cause for his worries; hence, he directly clashed with He Tai Xian to show his stance.
Wei Fan shook his head, "Look again..."
Wei Fan approached, his aura vibrating.
"So fragrant!"
The White Elephant Demon Monarch raised his enormous head, "Supreme Medicine, you are that Horizontal Cultivation of Innate?"
This scent instilled an instinctive desire within him to devour the other.
Such a sense, the White Elephant Demon Monarch only experienced when facing Divine Realm Martial Sects, otherwise, even a Body Refining Celestial Being wouldn’t evoke such a desire to consume.
Only the Supreme Medicine of Horizontal Cultivation of Innate would provoke such a strong urge for Demon Monarchs like him to devour it.
"Splendid, you came offering the Great Medicine yourself!"
The White Elephant Demon Monarch was somewhat excited, for it was said that consuming a Horizontal Cultivation of Innate not only provided a great boost but even purified bloodlines and enhanced potential — a proof evident by his instinctive desire driven by his demon monarch physique.
Wei Fan remained expressionless, "Did you not smell the scent of Ape Roar? Yesterday, I also slaughtered that beast!"
