Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

Swoosh!

Almost in a flash, He Jiuling was right in front of Wei Fan. His terrifying speed could be said to be the fastest Wei Fan had ever seen so far.

From a distance, Xie Cailin and Ji Qingyue couldn’t even see how he moved, and he was already near Wei Fan. His arms turned into golden wings, slashing at Wei Fan like Celestial Sabers!

"Speed, huh?"

Wei Fan raised an eyebrow and directly punched the intersection of the wings.

Rumble...

In the next moment, a destructive wave swept across. Everything within a hundred-zhang radius of the two turned to dust instantly, a dragon-like plume of dust rising to the sky, almost breaking the Grand Array.

Several Big Banners shook frantically, scattering endless brilliance.

"You go stabilize the Grand Array!"

With a soft command from Niu Dingtian, the destructive shock wave brushed past him like a breeze, and Xiong Kaishan retreated to a Big Banner nearby, grabbing hold of it.

"The Seven-Colored Golden Body is indeed terrifying!"

He showed a solemn expression, looking through the dust to see some feathers falling.

In the first collision, He Jiuling, a Demon Venerable with the Demon Saint Bloodline, clearly fell into a disadvantage. His physical body could not match Wei Fan.

It’s important to note that Wei Fan was only at the Seven-Forged Golden Body, whereas He Jiuling, a Demon Venerable with the Demon Saint Bloodline, had completed the Golden Body Ninth Forging, like Wei Fan, also trying to break through to the Demon King realm.

Boom boom boom...

He Jiuling’s wings flapped, cutting terrifying gulches into the ground. Sometimes cutting into the Grand Array, even causing temporary rifts.

Wei Fan collided with him wildly. After more than a dozen moves, the ground was littered with golden feathers, and He Jiuling’s wings were somewhat bloody and mangled.

"Crane Ancestor Demon Saint Golden Body!"

He Jiuling’s body swelled up, instantly revealing its true form. In a moment, a mysterious aura emitted from him, and it seemed as if there was a tyrannical force in heaven and earth supporting him, covering his body.

The Crane Ancestor Demon Saint Golden Body was a Golden Body Technique created by the Crane Ancestor, who founded the Profound Crane Sect based on his own Demon Saint body, and only his bloodline descendants could cultivate it.

Once this technique is unleashed, one can instantly gain a trace of the True Form of the Demon Saint, causing a substantial increase in attack power.

Screeech!

He Jiuling let out a high-pitched cry, the sharp crane beak emitting the fluctuation of a Top Martial Venerable Divine Weapon, disappearing like a golden lightning bolt in an instant.

This beak was actually the Divine Weapon he had refined.

Wei Fan’s pupils narrowed slightly. The Holy Sect’s heritage was indeed not to be underestimated. He felt an oppressive aura targeting his Primordial Spirit, making it impossible for his Will Power to be fully exerted.

In an instant, his Spiritual Sense sent him an alarm. Besides the oppressive aura, He Jiuling’s speed, enhanced by the Crane Ancestor Demon Saint Golden Body, far exceeded the past. Even in the situation where his Will Power was suppressed, he could barely see clearly.

Looking at He Jiuling’s body, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe and fear, as if what he saw wasn’t a Demon Fiend but a Demon Saint, invincible on earth and in the skies.

"This Crane Ancestor Demon Saint Golden Body seems to be communicating with an incredible existence, giving He Jiuling a suppression force higher than my Primordial Spirit realm. The Demon Saint Technique is indeed extraordinary. It seems my silver Primordial Spirit’s ’divine’ nature is still not enough to counter the Demon Saint’s might."

As Wei Fan figured this all out, the Golden Bell within him trembled, isolating the suppression brought by the trace of the True Form of the Demon Saint.

In the next moment, with a thought, he activated the Form Follows Heart ability.

Splash...

He Jiuling passed through Wei Fan, and the anticipated scene of blood splashing didn’t occur. What he passed through was just an illusion.

His pupils shrank violently: "When did he disappear?"

Wei Fan’s speed was so terrifying that he disappeared without him even knowing. No wonder when he was relying on speed to rampage before, Wei Fan held him in such disdain. So it turns out his speed had reached a ghostly level.

"Afterimage?"

Niu Dingtian was full of shock, and he didn’t see how Wei Fan disappeared either.

"Behind you!"

In the next instant, the vanished Wei Fan seemed to appear out of thin air, suddenly appearing behind He Jiuling. His fist, seemingly cast from gold, slammed down heavily towards He Jiuling’s back, as if it was going to punch through the void.

He loudly reminded He Jiuling, and all this happened in the blink of an eye.

By the time his voice rang out, Wei Fan’s fist, weighing over ten thousand kilograms, had already struck He Jiuling.

The Protective True Essence instantly shattered, followed by a burst of blood. He Jiuling was blasted into the ground like a cannonball, churning up the soil like waves.

Niu Dingtian took a deep breath: "He isn’t suppressed by a trace of the True Form of the Demon Saint!"

When He Jiuling began using the Crane Ancestor Demon Saint Golden Body, he clearly felt Wei Fan’s Will Power being suppressed, and his aura dropping.

But just in an instant, Wei Fan returned to normal, completely unaffected by a trace of the True Form of the Demon Saint.

"Even a Holy Sect disciple using the true form of a Demon Saint is suppressed by Wei Fan?"

On the other side, Zhou Wenli was aghast.

He had always viewed Wei Fan from the perspective of a Royal Martial Venerable of the Daqian Kingdom, looking down on Wei Fan, believing he and Ji Qingyue were poor wretches sent to their deaths.

Who knew this person was actually Wei Fan, and now seeing Wei Fan was even more brutal than the rumors.

Boom!

Wei Fan revealed the Purple Extreme Dragon-Slaying Golden Body, flipping over and sitting on He Jiuling, grabbing a fist the size of a cooking pot and pounding it down.

Bang!

With one punch, the crater sank another dozen meters, lifting massive waves of dirt several stories high.

He Jiuling let out a wail, his wings flapping frantically.

"Stop!"

Niu Dingtian burst through the waves of dirt like a whirlwind, wielding a Top Martial Venerable Divine Weapon Fork, striking heavily at Wei Fan. The terrifying momentum pressed the surging earth back down, akin to Mount Tai crashing down.

"Finally can’t hold back and want to attack together?"

Wei Fan grabbed He Jiuling beneath him and flipped him towards Niu Dingtian’s fork.

"Shameless!"

Niu Dingtian roared in anger. Although he managed to withdraw most of his strength in time, the fork still swept a flurry of feathers off He Jiuling, rescuing him from Wei Fan’s grasp.

"Join forces and kill him!"

He Jiuling’s eyes were about to split, his entire body stripped of feathers like a plucked chicken, covered in wounds.

As a direct disciple of the Profound Crane Sect, he had never been so humiliated, beaten while someone rode on him.

Niu Dingtian, Xiong Kaishan, and two other Five-Colored Golden Body Ninth Forging Demon Venerables needed no command, their power already roiling to unleash.

Boom, boom, boom...

In a flash, the five Demon Venerables struck simultaneously, their powerful energies crashing like an avalanche or tsunami, shattering the heavens and earth. Even the grand array’s light screen fractured, and the big banners threatened to explode.

"This is bad, Wei Fan is in danger!"

Witnessing the scene of an impending apocalypse, Xie Cailin and Ji Qingyue felt their scalps tingle, sensing that the next moment Wei Fan would be blasted apart.

This was not just one or two Demon Venerables, but two Six-Colored Golden Body Ninth Forging and three Five-Colored Golden Body Ninth Forging Demon Venerables attacking together, all wielding Top Martial Venerable Divine Weapons.

Such terrifying power could level a State City, with a population of millions, to ruins in an instant.

They couldn’t know how Wei Fan felt being targeted, but even two or three hundred meters away, the energy fluctuations had them spitting blood, their Golden Bodies cracking.

If not for Xie Cailin shielding Ji Qingyue, she likely would have been obliterated by the terrifying energy.

"Get out of here first, Wei Fan will be fine!"

Fortunately, the array shattered enough for them to escape, avoiding the direct impact of the terrifying energy.

"With this power, Wei Fan will surely die!"

Zhou Wenli spat blood, having already fled the array at the first moment, disappearing beyond the horizon without looking back.

"Good timing!"

Wei Fan roared; the combined strike of the five Demon Venerables was indeed earth-shattering. He estimated he needed Golden Body Eighth Forging Perfection to resist, Golden Body Ninth Forging to face such power without fear.

As for his current self, this strike might not kill him outright but could severely wound him.

"Die!"

He Jiuling’s eyes blazed with murderous intent, practically tangible.

This strike left Wei Fan no option to evade, forcing him to withstand it full on, which, even if not fatal, could cost him half his life.

Wei Fan’s lips curled in a mocking smile, "You think this can kill me?"

Rumbling...

The force descended, and Wei Fan’s figure shattered into fragments instantly.

The surrounding several kilometers turned to powder in a moment, billowing smoke and dust hundreds of meters high, the earth boiling like a seething ocean, cracking and exploding everywhere, raising waves of earth.

The entire grand array completely ruptured, its banners exploding like fireworks, dispersing in the wind.

Ji Qingyue screamed, "Wei Fan..."

At the same time, Niu Dingtian also shouted, "He’s not dead, be careful!"

Though Ji Qingyue couldn’t distinguish the real situation, Niu Dingtian could see Wei Fan’s figure had shattered, yet there was no sign of blood and flesh scattering.

With a Seven-Colored Golden Body Seventh Forging physique, he couldn’t have been annihilated instantaneously; the only explanation was, like before, Wei Fan vanished using his ghost-like, enigmatic Body Technique, leaving only an afterimage for them to strike.

Instantly, Niu Dingtian felt a chill; the Seven-Colored Golden Body was already terrifying, and Wei Fan’s invincible Body Technique made him undefeated. Those gathering intelligence never reported Wei Fan possessing such a technique.

"He’s behind us!"

He Jiuling also cried out, trying to anticipate Wei Fan’s next move by instinct.

But just as he turned, screams rang in his ears.

Boom!

A cloud of blood exploded before him; Wei Fan appeared in their midst, punching a three-tailed Fox Demon to pieces, golden blood and gore spraying.

"You beast, you killed another disciple of the Profound Crane Sect!"

He Jiuling watched, eyes nearly bursting, the Demon Venerables slain by Wei Fan now totaling three.

"A group fight? My favorite! Only in a brawl does killing feel so satisfying!"

Wei Fan vanished again, reappearing to crush a Turtle Demon’s head with a punch.

Numbers were useless against him unless they could restrict his Form Follows Heart ability, which, barring suppression by Will Power, other methods were ineffective.