Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

"Good!"

Ji Qingyue trembled all over, realizing that her previous concern had thrown her into chaos, frightened by such terrifying scenes, forgetting Wei Fan’s supernatural body technique.

Wei Fan originally didn’t want to use the ability of Form Follows Heart, but these Demon Fiends lacked martial virtue, attacking in packs, so he was not going to be polite.

Boom boom...

Three attacks came at him, Wei Fan’s figure flashed and then disappeared from his original spot.

"Back to back, don’t give him the chance to defeat us individually!"

This scene made He Jiuling and Niu Dingtian’s scalp tingle, completely misunderstanding, Wei Fan had used this ability multiple times and they still hadn’t figured it out.

Once Wei Fan disappeared, he could appear anywhere, completely unrestricted by space, without any detectable fluctuations.

As soon as they leaned together, they saw Wei Fan suddenly appear behind Xiong Kaishan, blasting Xiong Kaishan’s head like a watermelon with a punch.

Five Great Demons, taken down in mere moments, even someone like Niu Dingtian felt a chill up his spine, enveloped in the shadow of death.

"Escape!"

He Jiuling and Niu Dingtian had given up hope of killing Wei Fan; now it wasn’t a matter of whether they could kill him, but whether they could survive under him.

Next moment, two top-level Six-colored Golden Body Nine-forged Demon Venerables soared into the sky, scared to death by a single person—Wei Fan, daring not to entangle further and fleeing in panic.

Xie Cailin was shocked: "Five-Colored Demon Bull Clan Leader Niu Dingtian fled?"

Originally, he invited Wei Fan without expecting him to defeat Niu Dingtian, just to hold off, but after a series of events, both Niu Dingtian and He Jiuling were scared to flee, with three powerful Five-Colored Golden Body Nine-forged Demon Venerables dead.

"Descendants of the Demon Saint actually escaped, aren’t you afraid of losing face for your ancestors?"

Wei Fan’s brow glowed, as the Jiaolong Sunset Bow and Dragon Horn Arrow emerged: "Perfect to test the power of my Divine Bow!"

Dragon Horn Arrow placed on Jiaolong Sunset Bow, with a gentle pull, countless Essence Qi swarmed over, shimmering like a Great Sun.

Crack!

Countless electric serpents danced, crackling open, and in an instant, Wei Fan had pulled the Jiaolong Sunset Bow into a full moon.

"It’s the legendary terrifying Divine Bow; it can control thunder and lightning."

Locked onto, He Jiuling’s scalp tingled; he knew the terror of the Jiaolong Sunset Bow and understood that no matter how fast he was, he couldn’t outrun the arrows shot from it.

Swoosh!

With a sharp and high call from his mouth, He Jiuling wildly flapped his wings, putting his full Heart Spirit’s attention on evading the Jiaolong Sunset Bow’s shot.

Ji Qingyue showed astonishment: "Does Wei Fan’s Divine Bow still have arrows?"

Previously, without arrows, the power of Jiaolong Sunset Bow was already terrifying, easily killing Five-Colored Golden Body Nine-forged Demon Venerables; with arrows now, she couldn’t imagine how terrifying its power would be.

At this moment, Wei Fan’s body was surging with electric serpents, with thunderous booms, like a Thunder God among men.

Boom!

As he released his fingers, even the void trembled, the Dragon Horn Arrow transformed into a massive lightning strike, flashing through the void, instantly piercing the sky!

Previously, the Jiaolong Sunset Bow only shot Energy Arrows, with extremely terrifying speed, reaching tens of miles instantly; now with Dragon Horn Arrow’s addition, its speed surged even further.

Faced with an arrow imbued with Thunderbolt Power, He Jiuling showed a look of despair, frantically flapping his wings to dodge, not daring to withstand it.

But just as this thought arose, the Dragon Horn Arrow already struck his body, with torrents of fierce electric light engulfing him in an instant.

Boom!

On the sky, thunder splashed, rumbling, arcs of electricity darting, raising a huge cloud of blue smoke as the Dragon Horn Arrow pierced through, leaving no trace of He Jiuling—all was evaporated by lightning, not even a single feather remained.

Only his top-level Martial Venerate Divine Soldier lost its radiance, weakly falling from the sky, stirring up dust on the ground.

Six-colored Golden Body Nine-forged Demon Venerable with Demon Saint Bloodline, He Jiuling—dead!

Shot down without resistance, leaving no remains!

Xie Cailin’s pupils involuntarily contracted: "Such a terrifying Divine Soldier, more terrifying than before, I fear even a top-level Seven-Colored Ninth Forging Martial Venerate couldn’t withstand it!"

"Brother He..."

Niu Dingtian let out a mournful cry, both grieving He Jiuling’s death and fearing the Jiaolong Sunset Bow.

Such a terrifying Divine Bow, once locked on at close range, besides waiting for death, there was no other option. His power was at best comparable to He Jiuling’s, and He Jiuling was killed without resistance by a single arrow; he wouldn’t meet a different fate.

Unless he had top-level Martial Venerate Divine Weapon-level armor, but such things generally weren’t refined.

"Roar... Wei Fan, if you have the guts, face me head-on; relying on Divine Soldiers, what kind of skill is that!"

Seeing Wei Fan nock another arrow, Niu Dingtian stopped running; he turned back to attack, waving the steel fork in front of him imperviously.

"I’ll fulfill your wish!"

Wei Fan, upon hearing this, put away the Jiaolong Sunset Bow; ever since becoming Martial Venerate, his targets had become Demon Venerables, and Dragon Horn Arrow’s power was too great, shooting everything into non-existence was wasteful.

With a step into the void, Wei Fan instantly flew into the sky.

Rumble...

Niu Dingtian was covered in darkness, with two sturdy horns on his head like Celestial Sabers raising the steel fork high, then slashing down with fierce force.

He was the second alien entity that Wei Fan encountered; his golden body wasn’t gold but black, a situation previously seen only in the Nether Crow Demon Venerable.

The estimation is that the Five-Colored Demon Bulls can all cultivate into a Five-Colored Golden Body, but this might still be related to this situation. Beneath the black body, Wei Fan felt a revolting demonic nature.

The steel fork chopped down heavily, emitting a pressure as immense as a mountain, distorting the golden radiance on Wei Fan’s body.

In terms of power and physical strength, Niu Dingtian surpassed He Jiuling, of course, that’s without He Jiuling using the Crane Ancestor Demon Saint Golden Body.

Even a thread of the true form of the Demon Saint from the Crane Ancestor Demon Saint Golden Body was unbearable even for him, let alone for Niu Dingtian.

However, once the true form of the Demon Saint is removed, He Jiuling’s strength is greatly reduced.

"Great Sun Shattering Fist!"

Wei Fan punched the steel fork, and the great sun instantly shattered, causing sparks to fall from the sky.

He slightly dipped, his arm tingling.

Niu Dingtian’s steel fork bounced high, his body shaking intensely, Qi blood swirling as his body was sent flying.

"His physical body is already comparable to the hardness of top-level Martial Venerable Divine Soldiers!"

Niu Dingtian gasped.

In the current battle, He Jiuling died, and Xiong Kaishan’s several helpers were also shattered, but this was his first collision with Wei Fan.

It was only upon this real clash that he realized how terrifying Wei Fan’s strength was, which wasn’t reliant on unmatched divine soldiers and elusive body techniques; Wei Fan’s own power was equally unmatched.

"Your strength isn’t impressive either!"

Wei Fan dashed forward like a thunderbolt before Niu Dingtian could stabilize himself, slashing down with a punch.

The fist, as if cast from gold and heavy as a thousand tons, instantly shattered the protective demon essence on Niu Dingtian’s body, smashing heavily onto him.

Boom!

In an instant, a part of Niu Dingtian’s chest caved in, with web-like cracks quickly spreading, his expression twisted.

His strength and body were stronger than He Jiuling, but his speed was inferior.

"I’m the clan leader of the Five-Colored Demon Bull Race, how dare you look down on me?"

Niu Dingtian roared angrily, the demon essence healing his wounds as he fiercely chopped down at Wei Fan’s head with the steel fork; Wei Fan crossed his hands to block this world-splitting blow, sweeping Niu Dingtian’s waist heavily with his foot.

"Roar..."

The intense pain caused him to roar uncontrollably; those worthless fellows from the Demon Heaven Alliance allowed such a demon to become a force. In this brief confrontation, he already understood the terror of Wei Fan; no ordinary Demon Venerable, no matter how many, could do anything to Wei Fan.

Even a Seven-Colored Demon Venerable would find it challenging, unless they could produce something to compete with that Divine Bow.

"I’ll fight you to the death!"

His top-level Martial Venerate Divine Soldiers could do nothing to Wei Fan, leaving him no choice but to fight to the death.

Niu Dingtian turned his head, the bull horns on his head emitting a hair-raising black light, stabbing towards Wei Fan’s chest. As the black light shone, the golden light on Wei Fan’s body retracted, causing a stinging pain in his skin.

The true essence surged throughout his body, weaving a curtain of light in front of him, relieving the stinging sensation, though the protective true essence was also vanishing at a terrifying speed.

"This thing is just like the antlers of the Dragon-horned Deer Venerable, possessing special powers!"

Wei Fan took a step back, slashing down a heavy fist onto the massive bull head.

Crack...

In the teeth-gritting sound of bone cracking, Niu Dingtian’s skull shattered, even exposing the white brain matter. However, that was it; Wei Fan did not blow his head apart with one punch.

"Roar!"

Knowing he was doomed to die, Niu Dingtian went mad, disregarding the injury on his head, with his horns continue to flash the black light towards Wei Fan’s body.

"Don’t you know when to stop!"

Wei Fan’s eyes gleamed with cold light as his fingers emitted a dazzling light screen. He feared this black light, but not to the point of having no resistance.

Ignoring the pain in his fingers, he grabbed onto Niu Dingtian’s skull forcefully.

The next moment, blood sprayed, and Niu Dingtian’s skull was ripped off by sheer force, revealing a brain smeared with blood.

Of course, Wei Fan didn’t feel well either, as the five fingers on his hand looked shriveled as though they had lost a substantial amount of essence.

With the rotation of true essence, the fingers gradually filled out!

"Great, I have the material for the third arrow shaft!"

Being provoked to ferocity, Wei Fan tossed the skull aside, pressing his left hand on Niu Dingtian’s head, raising his other fist to strike down.

Boom boom...

He didn’t know how many times he smashed down, eventually straddling Niu Dingtian’s body, one hand pressing his head, the other pounding, smashing from the sky to the ground, creating a large pit until Niu Dingtian’s head turned into minced meat, with only the two arm-thick horns left. Then he stopped.

Wei Fan stood up and turned around; both hands were severely dehydrated, the flesh consumed in half, even exposing the outline of the bones.

Shaking off the flesh fragments from his hands, Wei Fan restored his hands with true essence while collecting Niu Dingtian’s horns and body.

Immediately, he took out the Jiaolong Sunset Bow to activate, and the dragon horn arrow he shot out earlier came flying back from afar.