Chapter 365: Nurturing All Spirits
"Let's go together, kill him and then kill a few more Yang family disciples!"
Li Tianming shouted, with the strength Wei Fan had shown before, if that terrifying cauldron appeared again, they might not be able to defeat Wei Fan alone.
Because the power of the Martial Saint has a certain time limit, it is impossible for them to remain so powerful forever.
The power of the two men hit the sky, like two thunders running across the void. This time they took the initiative to kill Wei Fan.
"Can't you just fight peacefully? Why do you have to make me use my ultimate move?"
When he heard that Li Tianming and Sun Wu still wanted to kill the Yang family, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
With a flip of his wrist, a gilded bottle with dragon pattern appeared in his hand.
He did not use the Xuanhuang Ding. Although the Xuanhuang Ding was not much weaker than the holy weapon, it was not a holy weapon after all. It could defeat ordinary Martial Kings, but at this moment, the holy power appeared on Li Tianming and Sun Wu. It would be bad if they were damaged.
Not to mention destroying the Xuanhuang Ding, even if some of its divinity was lost or some Dao traces were damaged, it would still be a loss.
It's not like there are no other things available. There's no need to take risks with your most precious magic weapon.
As for the Wanling Bell that had just been deduced, Li Tianming and Sun Wu were not yet qualified to die under it.
As power was infused, the dragon-patterned gilded bottle began to revive. The terrifying fluctuations of the holy weapon seemed to be about to crush the sky. The vital energy that had originally swarmed towards Li Tianming and Sun Wu was now all absorbed by the dragon-patterned gilded bottle.
"Bang!"
As invisible and terrifying waves collided, tiny cracks appeared in the void between the three people.
After practicing the Three Emperors Sutra and now having reached the seventh level of Martial King cultivation, although it is still very strenuous for him to activate the Holy Weapon, the explosive power is stronger than before.
"How come he has a replica of the Saint-level dragon-patterned gilded bottle?"
Li Tianming and Sun Wu's eyes almost popped out and they were scared to death.
What they took was just a drop of holy power that the Martial Saint drew from his own body, but what Wei Fan used was a weapon that the Demon Saint had refined throughout his life. It was needless to say which one was stronger.
The Zhilan Sect explained the matter of Wei Fan, but did not say that the dragon-patterned gilded bottle was with Wei Fan, but with Feng Hua. They also thought that the dragon-patterned gilded bottle belonged to Feng Hua.
But from the scene in front of him, it was obvious that the gilded bottle with dragon pattern belonged to Wei Fan, and Wei Fan only lent it to Fenghua.
“Run away!”
Sun Wu screamed, but the moment the dragon-patterned gilded bottle appeared, he knew that it was impossible to kill Wei Fan today. If he ran slower, he might even die here.
The cost of using holy power and holy weapons is different, and their power is also different.
As disciples of the Holy Sect, they knew too well the power of the Holy Soldiers. Even if they didn't understand, the feelings on their bodies told them that Wei Fan could wipe them out in an instant.
"Can you escape?"
Wei Fan controlled the dragon-patterned gilded bottle and swept it over. The terrifying wave instantly caught up with the two of them. Li Tianming and Sun Wu didn't even have time to scream before they turned into dust and dissipated on the spot, leaving no trace at all.
Even the top-notch martial arts weapons on them turned into ashes on the spot, leaving no trace of impurities.
The Martial Saint is extraordinary and otherworldly. There are Martial Kings everywhere in Beidingzhou, but there are only a few Martial Saints. You can imagine how difficult it is to become a Martial Saint.
Even Wei Fan was shocked by this scene. Even with his current strength, he could only leave some fist marks on the top-level Martial King's Divine Weapon. He could not destroy the top-level Martial King's Divine Weapon with one blow, let alone turn it into ashes.
After cutting off the input of power, the fluctuations in the dragon-patterned gilded bottle subsided.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Wei Fan was startled. The Wanling Bell in his body actually made a slight vibration. A wave that only he could feel was radiating outwards, sweeping across the places where Li Tianming and Sun Wu were blown up.
There was nothing there originally, but after this wave swept through, it seemed as if something was condensing, and then flowed into his body along the wave emitted by the Wanling Bell.
The next moment, Wei Fan's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he saw two unclear human figures appear on the wall of the Wanling Bell.
Although it is not very clear, but if you look closely, you can see that these two figures are Li Tianming and Sun Wu who were just killed.
“Is this what it means to nurture all living things?”
Or enslave all souls?
At this moment, on the Wanling Bell, as the shadows of Li Tianming and Sun Wu appeared, the tiger soul and the dragon soul emitted a burst of joy and wandered on the wall of the bell. The three-legged golden crow flapped its wings and flew over the heads of the two.
The two men knelt down as if worshiping an unknown existence.
"Are they the real Li Tianming and Sun Wu, or are they just traces of their existence in the world that were sucked into the Wanling Bell?"
Wei Fan's heart was shaken. The things produced by this Golden Bell were becoming more and more magical. Li Tianming and Sun Wu had obviously been beaten to ashes by the Dragon Patterned Gilded Bottle, without a trace of them remaining. However, this magical All-Spirit Bell seemed to have forcibly condensed the mark of their existence between heaven and earth and pulled them into the All-Spirit Bell.
"The Wanling Bell has become stronger and more spiritual!"
Wei Fan also felt the difference of the Wanling Bell. As the shadows of Li Tianming and Sun Wu appeared on the Wanling Bell, the Wanling Bell gave him a feeling of being more spiritual and sacred, as if a faint vitality began to appear on the barren land.
He released his mind and attached it to the Wanling Bell, trying to communicate with Li Tianming and Sun Wu's shadow, but he didn't get any feedback. The two's intelligence was not even as good as the tiger soul and dragon soul, and they just kept worshipping blankly.
"It's good that it's not me!"
Wei Fan breathed a sigh of relief, for he was afraid that Li Tianming and Sun Wu who appeared on the Wanling Bell had intelligence. In that case, it would be hard to say whether they were real people or evil spirits.
Although the people on the Wanling Bell look like Li Tianming and Sun Wu, they are obviously just forms and marks.
As for nurturing all living things, further observation is needed.
"Looks like we need to kill more demons!"
As the marks of Li Tianming and Sun Wu appeared on the Wanling Bell, the change could already be felt.
"what's on your mind?"
Fenghua saw that Wei Fan had been standing there after killing Li Tianming and Sun Wu, so she couldn't help but fly over.
Wei Fan came back to his senses: "I want to send Zhihua to the wilderness!"
Zhihua was obviously implicated by him, and it was not appropriate for them to stay together any longer. The Yang family was too weak to continue to be involved with him.
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And even if he was not implicated by him, as his and Fenghua's cultivation levels improved, Zhihua would only be able to gain some merit by following them but would not be able to gain any real training.
As we are friends, I'll just send Zhihua to the wasteland. Anyway, in the underground mausoleum that is suspected to be Qi Daozhen's, he killed a group of demon kings and obtained a bunch of secret treasures that can cross the barrier of Daobeng. There's nothing wrong with giving some to Fenghua.
Also, he had been away from the wilderness for almost two months, and his old friends might have thought he had died in the mausoleum, so someone had to go and report his safety.
Not to mention others, people like Huo Tianzheng, Long Xueyi, and Ji Qingyue will definitely be worried about him.
"Okay!" Fenghua nodded. She also felt that Zhihua was no longer suitable to follow them. She was not worried that Zhihua would take away the credit, but was thinking about Zhihua.
The two quickly returned to Yunjin City and told Zhihua about Wei Fan's plan.
Although she felt a little disappointed, she also understood the interests involved. The benefits of continuing to follow Wei Fan and Feng Hua would be far less than entering the wilderness. Otherwise, these martial saints and saints of Beidingzhou would not have flocked to the wilderness.
"It looks like the White Horse Trio will disband right here!"
She was also a generous person and quickly put these things behind her.
Wei Fan took out the secret treasure that could cross the barrier of Daobeng and handed it to Zhihua, as well as a letter he wrote himself and the Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique.
The Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique was lost in its inheritance at the Martial King realm, and is of no use to him now. The wasteland will see changes in the future, so he naturally wants to help old friends like Long Xueyi. He even took out the Guangling Martial Arts Canon that was no longer useful, and asked Zhihua to take it to Long Xueyi and the others, as well as some Martial King magic weapons.
For him, these things just take up space in his storage gourd, but they are definitely very useful to Long Xueyi and others.
And even if he doesn't want to build up his own power, supporting some friends will be beneficial to the future. Not to mention helping to defend against the enemy, at least they can help collect some intelligence.
There aren’t many people in the five major domains that he can trust, but for the time being, there are no problems with the character of those who grew up with him in the wilderness.
After explaining these things, he and Fenghua said goodbye and left Yunjin City and rushed to the nearest teleportation domain gate.
Five days later, the two appeared in the Demon Hunter branch in Tianxing City and found the place responsible for exchanging merits.
This is a sealed room, which is designed to prevent others from hearing when delivering influential tasks. The Demon Hunter Organization has considered this aspect very carefully when it comes to maintaining the confidentiality of the Demon Hunters.
The first task the two submitted was the mission for Youshan City. At first, the person who registered and checked the merits looked normal, but when Wei Fan took out the body of Yuan Jie, the holy son of the Qilin Ape clan, this person finally lost his composure and ran out from behind the cabinet in shock.
"How could you kill Yuan Jie..." The man looked doubtful.
Although Fenghua and the Demon Hunter Organization had previously warned people about Yuan Jie's murder, it was clear that not everyone in the Demon Hunter Organization knew about it.
It's no wonder that this person doesn't believe that they have the ability to kill Yuan Jie. It's just that there hasn't been any incident of the Demon Saint being killed in Beidingzhou for decades. In addition, Fenghua and Wei Fan are both in disguise, so it's normal to be suspicious.
"You can ask someone more capable to identify whether this is Yuan Jie!"
Fenghua snorted coldly.
"Just you wait!"
The man reacted upon hearing this and hurriedly opened a secret door to ask for help. The Demon Hunter Organization had its own way of identifying such Holy Sons, but he was not qualified to master such ability.
After a while, the old man Zhou Shen, who was seen last time, appeared with his hands behind his back.
"You go out, I'll be the host here!"
He waved his hand, and the person in front closed the secret door and left.
"Show your true colors, tut tut... You two little guys are really beyond my expectations. You actually killed the old ape's favorite. When he comes back and finds out about this, there will be rivers of blood."
He obviously recognized Wei Fan and Feng Hua, because Feng Hua was the one who contacted him to explain Yuan Jie's murder.
(End of this chapter)