Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting-Chapter 213 - 118: Spineless Cang Niu, You Still Want to Attack the Demon Monarch?

Chapter 213: Chapter 118: Spineless Cang Niu, You Still Want to Attack the Demon Monarch?

Wei Fan’s fist collided once again with the bull horn that the Cyan Bull Demon Monarch had shed.

This time, the power unleashed by both of them was even more terrifying than before; Wei Fan’s true intent was fully displayed, and his will power erupted to the extreme.

Meanwhile, as Cang Niu hypnotized himself, he infused all the strength in his body into the horn.

Boom!

The sound of the collision was deafening; in an instant, everything within a hundred meters was obliterated, shattered by the terrifying sound wave.

The dissipated power turned into terrifying ripples that swept across the ground, creating a terrifying wave dozens of meters high. Even the bodies of those two Ninth-Grade Nascent Soul Great Demons under Cang Niu were instantly pulverized, carried away with the tide.

Long Xueyi and Zhang Xianlong were filled with fear, unable to imagine that this was the result of a battle between Celestial Martial Artists.

Even though they were several hundred meters away, the terrifying fluctuations caused their heart spirits to waver.

"Hah!"

Long Xueyi let out a soft cry, a massive sword aura slashing out, cleaving the wave of earth apart, revealing that the ground before them had sunk half a meter.

Zhang Xianlong swallowed hard: "Why do I feel like this guy already has the power of a Reverse Battle Divine Realm Martial Sect."

The scene before them was too horrifying.

A mere ripple from the horn shed by the Cyan Bull Demon Monarch felt like it could sweep him into a blood mist, yet such terrifying power was repeatedly shattered by Wei Fan.

Long Xueyi nodded lightly: "Perhaps against a Grandmaster who has just coalesced a Divine Soul, he could truly match them."

She knew this was not yet Wei Fan’s strongest technique; if he used Sword Momentum, Wei Fan would be even stronger.

And with the Yellow Dragon Spear, a true Divine Soldier, slaying them wouldn’t be out of the question.

"Boom!"

Wei Fan still used the Great Sun Shattering Fist, without deploying the Sword Momentum.

The cyan light on the horn just flared up, but was extinguished by his punch, leaving a fist seal behind.

Cang Niu, with his hair disheveled, was covered in cracks from the terrifying power.

One punch!

Two punches!

After the third punch, the horn exploded with a bang, scattering in shards all around, creating numerous large holes in the ground.

"Monarch Father’s holy horn was shattered by a punch..."

Cang Niu was momentarily stunned, feeling a chill rise from the soles of his feet to his head, his scalp tingling.

Although this was merely the horn shed as his Monarch Father’s bloodline advanced, the material quality was evident, otherwise, how could it be bestowed upon him as a protective item.

Wei Fan kicked the dazed Cang Niu to the ground, stepping on his face: "You didn’t perform well, not qualified to be my mount. Did your father not give you any other life-saving items? If not, I’ll send you on your way!"

In such a humiliating position, Cang Niu finally began to regain his senses, struggling a bit, only to find a mountain-like weight pressing on him: "Who exactly are you, such a monster, impossible to be unknown."

He hoped to hear a name known throughout the world, so that even in defeat, he would feel better.

Wei Fan shook his head: "Your intelligence... Ape Roar figured out my identity before he died, yet after all this time fighting, you’re still asking who I am. Is this your last words? In that case, I’ll send you on your way!"

Cang Niu was taken aback and blurted out: "That Horizontal Cultivation of Innate Wei Fan?"

A monster of Horizontal Cultivation of Innate indeed had the potential to defeat his Demon Monarch bloodline, but how could he have grown so quickly?

Two months ago it was revealed in the Demon Suppression Bureau of a Horizontal Cultivation of Innate prodigy, who was still an Acupoint Martial Artist.

In two months, many Demon Fiends wouldn’t even have finished a nap in this amount of time.

Wei Fan raised his foot, ready to crush Cang Niu’s head. The guy finally experienced some fear, screaming: "You cannot kill me, my Monarch Father is the Cyan Bull Demon Monarch, a top-level strongman among Demon Monarchs. If you dare kill me, my Monarch Father will surely slaughter ten cities of the Human Race, chasing you to the ends of the earth."

The Cyan Bull Demon Monarch was not like the White Elephant Demon Monarch, who had only become a Demon Monarch for a mere decade or so. According to Long Xueyi’s introduction, the Cyan Bull Demon Monarch had been a Demon Monarch for over a hundred years, a top-tier force among Demon Monarchs, incredibly powerful.

Cang Niu had long lost that kind of arrogant and calm demeanor, showing an ugly side at the brink of death.

Wei Fan paused in his downward motion, looking down at Cang Niu: "Threatening me? If your father dares to slaughter ten cities of the Human Race, I will surely make your race extinct one day!"

If the Human Race feared demonic retribution, they wouldn’t have waged war against Demon Fiends every year.

Long Xueyi approached: "Your father can try the consequences of slaughtering ten cities of the Human Race, only a Demon Monarch, do you think your father is a Demon King? Even a Demon King wouldn’t dare to slaughter ten cities of the Human Race."

Cang Niu’s pupils contracted; Long Xueyi wasn’t wrong, unless the Cyan Bull Demon Monarch wanted to die, he wouldn’t dare to commit such a heinous act.

A son could be reborn, but his life was only one.

He roared low: "Release me, in the future I can attract a massive number of Demon Fiends for you, let you earn merits. Kill me, you can only earn merits once, release me, and you’ll have an endless stream of merits. Even after I become a Demon Monarch in the future, I can help you trap and kill a Demon Monarch."

He did not want to die!

He was the son of the Cyan Bull Demon Monarch, with a powerful bloodline, destined to become a Spirit Concentration Demon Monarch in time. To die here was too frustrating.

Long Xueyi’s eyes brightened a bit, intrigued by the proposal.

With Cang Niu’s status, helping to trap and kill other Demon Fiends would be incredibly easy.

"I want to spare your life, but unfortunately I don’t have the right to pardon those unjustly killed by your hands. Besides, without you, I can still kill Demon Fiends!"

Long Xueyi quivered, nodding somewhat shamefully.

Not to mention releasing Cang Niu and whether he would backtrack, for the sake of those who died at Cang Niu’s hands, they couldn’t let him go, she was momentarily shaken earlier.

Cang Niu’s expression changed dramatically: "You..."