novelraw Chapter 315 - 168: The Battle to Become a God, Unmatched Power
Chapter 315 - 168: The Battle to Become a God, Unmatched Power
Eagle’s Woe Cliff!
They’d waited half a month, and now Wei Fan was right in front of them, but no one dared to make the first move.
Even Wu Shiping and Fang Weimin, who had grudges against Wei Fan, were holding back. The Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill existed as a single copy, but with so many people here, nobody wanted to let someone else benefit from it. On top of that, Huo Tianzheng and You Qingfeng were also present.
Aside from Huo Tianzheng’s group, three among the twenty-three Divine Realm Martial Sect members who’d arrived didn’t move ahead, but instead watched from afar. It was hard to tell if they were genuinely here for the show, or just hoping to nab the prize after others had tired themselves out.
"What are you up to, Huo Tianzheng? Are you trying to cause trouble for the Demon Suppression Bureau?" Wu Shiping turned and stared at Huo Tianzheng’s group.
Even though they had numbers on their side, Huo Tianzheng’s group wasn’t a small force either.
Long Jianying, Long Xueyi, Situ Feng, You Qingfeng, Yue Chengwu, Hong Shixian, Huo Tianzheng—seven Divine Realm Martial Sect experts.
If all seven of them really decided to help Wei Fan, there was no way they’d come out on top.
Especially since that day, Huo Tianzheng had badly injured him with a single move. He still hadn’t gotten over it.
"Huo Tianzheng, are you planning to defy the Garrison Commander’s orders?" Fang Weimin chimed in, hesitating to act as he glanced at Huo Tianzheng and his crew.
Huo Tianzheng gave a corpse-like grin: "Ignore us. Do as you please. We’re just here to watch the show!"
As soon as he said that, Fang Weimin and the others breathed a collective sigh of relief.
As long as the Demon Suppression Bureau kept out of it, Wei Fan wouldn’t escape, even if he had wings.
None of them caught on to Huo Tianzheng’s mocking tone. He said they were here to watch the show, but whose show exactly?
The hot-tempered Long Jianying stayed silent, wanting to see how far Wei Fan could go. He especially wanted to see what kind of monster would emerge from Wei Fan combining Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill, and Horizontal Cultivation of Innate. Could he take down twenty Divine Realm Martial Sect members by himself?
"Wei Fan, hand over the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill and we’ll make your death quick!" someone finally couldn’t hold back, eyes burning into Wei Fan.
Wei Fan shot the man a glance.
[Huang Guozhong: Divine Realm Perfection, Elder of Celestial Eagle Castle, cultivates Demon Skill]
[Kill him to harvest 4,000 years of ordinary power and 40 years of spirit soul power]
So he was an Elder from the top-tier Celestial Eagle Castle, a master at Divine Realm Perfection. No wonder he dared to speak now.
Cultivating Demon Skill—another red-named target for power harvesting.
Wei Fan’s face was expressionless: "What if I tell you I don’t have the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill? Would you believe me?"
He wasn’t afraid, but he didn’t want everyone in the world fixated on him.
"Cut the crap. Do you think everyone here’s an idiot? Someone already tracked down Fu Shizheng’s disciple and confirmed it—the Demon Fiends really gave Fu Shizheng the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill. And get this: before Fu Shizheng went missing, his last move was to hunt you down. Don’t play us for fools. Would we have wasted all this time guarding you in Su City without proof?"
Another person spoke up.
Wei Fan looked at him, and his panel popped up—his name was Ye Jingtian, Elder of Moonlight Hall, another top-tier expert at Divine Realm Perfection.
At that moment, Wei Fan understood it didn’t matter if he admitted it or not. The Jianghu crowd had already checked every angle. They were sure the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill was on him. "But with so many of you here, who gets the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill? Is it you?"
Ye Jingtian’s eyes lit up in delight.
Then Fang Weimin of Divine Sword Sect spoke out loudly: "Hmph, you’re trying to turn us against each other. Everyone, I say we kill Wei Fan first. Then we settle the matter of the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill with our own abilities.
You’ve all heard about his talent; if he escapes, your sects and every force behind you will get wiped out sooner or later!"
Only a local like Fang Weimin from Tongzhou knew how scary Wei Fan was. Even someone like Zuoqiu Yi had been hacked down by Wei Fan with just a few strokes. The Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill was important, but killing Wei Fan was absolutely crucial.
Because as long as Wei Fan lived, he’d eventually wipe out Divine Sword Sect.
Wei Fan shook his head: "No. You’re wrong. I’m not trying to sow discord; I’m just telling you there’s only one copy of the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill. You won’t be able to split it. I have a better way to settle this."
He glanced at Fang Weimin, planning to save him for last so the bastard could taste real fear.
"What way?" Ye Jingtian pressed eagerly.
With just one Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill, dividing it was tricky. Even with his Divine Realm Perfection, he couldn’t be sure he’d grab it once the fight started.
Among those present, there were four or five experts at Divine Realm Perfection, most were at Late Divine Realm.
Out of twenty people, only one or two were at Mid-Divine Realm. After Wei Fan was killed, the bloodbath among these people would truly begin.
If there was a way to avoid that and still get the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill, that’d be perfect.
Wei Fan grinned, flashing perfectly white teeth: "If I kill every last one of you, then I won’t have to worry about who gets the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill."
In response, angry shouts erupted all around:
"Arrogant bastard!"
"What a joke!"
"You think you’re some Martial Venerable?"
"Even if you master the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill, we could all kill you with ease!"
...
"Heh..."
Wei Fan let out a quiet laugh, and his figure vanished from sight in the blink of an eye.
"So fast!"
"What kind of body technique is that?"
"Everyone, be careful!"
...
Wu Shiping’s pupils shrank—he hadn’t even seen how Wei Fan disappeared. That speed was positively ghostly.
The next instant, Wei Fan reappeared in the midst of the crowd, dragging a massive dirt-yellow Great Tripod over a meter tall, radiating bone-chilling power.
With his breakthrough to Divine Realm, plus the transformation of his Spirit Soul, the Profound Yellow Tripod and his Divine Soul had become more deeply fused. Now using the Profound Yellow Tripod was no longer hard to control like before.
This time, intent on wiping out everyone, he didn’t summon the Great Leiyin Bell, but immediately brought out the Profound Yellow Tripod.