Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

Fang Weimin, accompanied by two Elders from the Divine Sword Sect, stepped through the air to Laisu City, not only because of the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill but also to seize the opportunity for revenge for the deaths of Zuoqiu Yi and Meng Tianrang.

"Not good, why has he returned? This fool is still so impulsive, can’t he endure it a bit?"

At the Demon Suppression Bureau, Li Fengyi and others’ expressions changed drastically. As friends, they didn’t want Wei Fan to risk returning for a breath of air; too many Grandmasters with significant backgrounds had come this time.

Situ Feng appeared in front of Huo Tianzheng in a flash, anxiously saying: "Didn’t you tell him not to return, Elder Huo? Why is he here?"

Huo Tianzheng replied nonchalantly, "My words don’t matter. That old stirrer Long Jianying told him to kill some people and then hide. Don’t worry, Wei Fan’s skills surpass your imagination, not to mention there’s me and that old rascal Long Jianying. Let’s go see how he strikes terror into them..."

As he spoke, he leapt into the air.

The Commander has returned?

Situ Feng got excited. With Commander Long Jianying back, there’s nothing to fear, and he too leapt skyward.

"You’re still not leaving?"

Chen Zhizhang looked at Wei Fan, now returned to his original form, in horror. If this guy didn’t leave, the Martial Venerable Power within him would be exhausted.

"Before I leave, I’ll finish you off!"

Wei Fan’s eyes flashed coldly. The Martial Venerable Power on Chen Zhizhang’s body was reduced to a thin layer of golden light.

Light emanated from his brow, maximizing his Will Power, and his hands suddenly tore apart the golden light.

Pssh!

A splash of blood, innards spilled all over, and Chen Zhizhang along with the Martial Venerable Power were ripped into two.

[Slain Longhua Wanderer, gained 3000 years of Ordinary Power, 30 years of Spirit Soul Power]

[Slain Chen Zhizhang, gained 3000 years of Ordinary Power, 30 years of Spirit Soul Power]

[Ordinary Power: 24800 years]

[Spirit Soul Power: 180 years]

Rolling up the Storage Gourd of Longhua Wanderer and Chen Zhizhang with Heart Spirit, Wei Fan’s purple True Power surged as his body shot up like a cannonball, flying beyond Su City.

"Wei Fan!"

"He’s really appeared!"

"So, he was here in Su City all along!"

"Leave the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill!"

"Stop him, don’t let him escape!"

...

The purple True Power was as conspicuous as a lamp in the night, and Wei Fan’s flight caught everyone’s attention.

In an instant, Su City was in an uproar. All Divine Realm Martial Sect members capable of flight soared into the sky, chasing in the direction Wei Fan was leaving.

"So many Grandmasters, I wonder how many will survive in a while. Kill, they’re all selfish bastards. Killing them all wouldn’t affect our Human Race’s fight against the Demon Fiends!"

Long Jianying said, his Power of Heart and Spirit sweeping forward, taking Long Xueyi into flight, leaving Zhang Xianlong gaping in place.

He knew an intense Divine Realm battle was about to ensue. Bringing him along would just be sending him to his death.

But he really wanted to witness such an earth-shaking battle.

"The Ordinary Power surpassed twenty thousand again, let’s perfect the Great Leiyin Bell as a trump card first!"

Wei Fan streaked across the sky like a stream of light, and the panel before him began to flicker.

[With a year’s Power, your affair of harboring the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill was exposed by the Demon Fiends, and surrounded by enemies, you plan to perfect the Great Leiyin Bell in one go, slaughtering all with ill intentions, even intending to use it to intimidate a Martial Venerable.]

...

"Wei Fan, you can’t escape. Leave the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill and we’ll give you a quick death. The Demon Suppression Bureau Headquarters has ordered to sever ties with you. No one can save you today."

A deafening voice came from behind, and a late-stage Divine Realm expert was chasing in the forefront.

Wei Fan turned back, and behind him were numerous Divine Realm Martial Sect members. A glance showed that even after he dispatched Longhua Wanderer and five other Divine Realm members, there were still twenty to thirty Divine Realm members pursuing him in the sky.

"All for just the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill!"

An astonishing cold light flashed in his eyes, killing intent surging.

When the frontline of the Human Race and Demon Fiends was breached, it seemed as if only the Demon Suppression Bureau’s few Divine Realm members remained in the Great Victory Dynasty; if these few fell, the Human Race would fall.

But now, for the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill he possessed, suddenly twenty to thirty Divine Realm members had appeared.

If everyone contributed to resisting the Demon Fiends, how could the Demon Fiends be so rampant?

"Since all you know is infighting, I won’t feel guilty killing you!"

There were no Martial Venerable Powerhouses in sight, only Divine Realm members, and he had a set of trump cards, unafraid no matter how many Divine Realm members came.

Only this time, it seemed the Martial Dao level of the Great Victory Dynasty might regress decades because of his actions.

"Regress if it must, they brought it upon themselves!"

As the thought arose, Wei Fan turned back: "If you want the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill, come to Eagle’s Woe Cliff!"

Eagle’s Woe Cliff!

A few miles outside Su City stood a sheer cliff, several hundred feet high, even inaccessible to ordinary Celestial Martial Artists.

Amidst twenty to thirty Divine Realm members, perhaps some were merely spectators without intent to kill him. So, he made his stance clear, and when the fight started, he wouldn’t care who they were; anyone on Eagle’s Woe Cliff wouldn’t be spared.

Behind the twenty to thirty Divine Realm members were You Qingfeng, Situ Feng, and others.

So many Divine Realm members made even them feel a tingling scalp, yet Huo Tianzheng, along with the disguised Long Jianying and Long Xueyi, remained indifferent.

Long Jianying knew the terrifying outcome after Wei Fan’s initial transformation through Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, while Huo Tianzheng had witnessed the power of the Great Leiyin Bell firsthand.

In Silver Moon Valley, Wei Fan was besieged by three Divine Realm members and three Spirit Concentration Demon Monarchs.

But the Great Leiyin Bell chimed only once, and the three Divine Realm members and Demon Monarchs turned to dust before they could escape.

If Wei Fan pulled out that terrifying Great Golden Bell again, it was uncertain how many of these twenty to thirty Divine Realm members would remain after one chime.

Divine Realm members were not a concern; their worry lay in the potential lurking presence of a Martial Venerable.

...

[Twenty thousand years of Power, your Great Leiyin Bell is perfected; amidst the Tiger Roar and Dragon’s Chant, a thousand thunders roll, extinguishing souls and robbing spirits]

[Ordinary Power: 4800 years]

[Spirit Soul Power: 180 years]

"Extinguishing Souls and Robbing Spirits!"

Wei Fan’s eyes lit up. The perfected Great Leiyin Bell gained the ability to suppress Divine Souls, disabling opponents by sound waves directly impacting the Divine Soul within their Sea of Consciousness.

This was an exceptionally terrifying ability.

All powers of the Divine Realm Martial Sect originated from the Divine Soul; however, that doesn’t imply their Divine Souls are robust.

The Divine Soul of a Divine Realm Martial Artist is actually quite fragile, easily destroyed without the body’s protection.

The ability of the perfected Great Leiyin Bell, while it may not destroy Divine Souls through the body, just causing them some harm is a fearsome capability.

Normally, in Divine Realm combat, one would destroy the opponent’s body before targeting the Divine Soul.

Once the Divine Soul is wounded, the strength dwindles instantly.

By now, Wei Fan has invested ten thousand years of power into the Golden Bell Shield martial art.

"Add to the Sea of Consciousness!"

Wei Fan plans not to hold back the 180 years of Spirit Soul Power, adding it all to his Sea of Consciousness in an instant, further enhancing his Divine Soul and bolstering his Will Power.

[Sea of Consciousness (780 feet)]

[Spirit Soul Power: None]

Enhancing his Sea of Consciousness to 780 feet, Wei Fan finally landed on Eagle’s Woe Cliff.

He turned, facing the mass of pursuing Divine Realm members with a calm demeanor.

"One, two, three... twenty-three!"

He even had the leisure to count, realizing that even excluding Long Jianying, Huo Tianzheng, You Qingfeng, and others, there were still twenty-three Divine Realm members.

Boom, boom, boom...

The air filled with the sound of massive ruptures.

A few breaths later, the first pursuing Divine Realm member reached Eagle’s Woe Cliff. Seeing Wei Fan hadn’t fled further, truly stopped at the cliff, they refrained from immediate action.

After all, with a host of Divine Realm members behind, even if they could swiftly deal with Wei Fan, they would immediately become the next Wei Fan, hunted by others.

A few more breaths later, all the Divine Realm members arrived, gathering in small groups, vigilant to keep distance from each other, and similarly, nobody acted against Wei Fan immediately.