Greeting the first ray of sunshine in the early morning, Wei Fan once again set foot on the land of Beidingzhou. Huangfu Nalan did not leave the wasteland with him, but stayed in the wasteland to continue his cultivation.
For him, practicing in the wilderness was too slow, but it was not the case for others. Now, for many people, one year of practice in the wilderness was equivalent to three years of practice in the outside world.
For those who are strong in the Saint Realm, it is equivalent to increasing their comprehension by three times, which has unimaginable benefits for realizing the Great Dao.
Now that he has emerged and demonstrated his extraordinary talent, as long as he is still here, no one will dare to mess around in the wilderness. It doesn't matter whether he stays in the wilderness or not.
A day later, Wei Fan appeared in the square where the Liuyun Sect's teleportation domain gate was located.
"That's... Wei Fan. He has returned to Beidingzhou. Is he here to destroy Tianxuan Sect?"
Someone recognized Wei Fan and was shocked.
"You are asking for your life. You are the one who called him Wei Fan. Now you should call him Wei Sheng, or call him Wei Shi as the people in the wasteland call him."
This man's companions pulled him aside and covered their mouths in fear. Everyone knows Wei Fan, the family-destroying demon. Many people thought that Zhilan Sect had provoked Wei Fan too badly. Only now do they know that Wei Fan had already had this "root of disease" when he was in the wilderness.
"Junior greets Saint Wei!" Someone suddenly stepped forward and bowed.
Wei Fan looked and saw that it was Gu Qing, the talented disciple of Liuyun Sect whom he and Feng Hua met when they first passed by Liuyun Sect.
However, at this moment Gu Qing no longer had the high spirits he had that day. He became very decadent, not only mentally but also physically.
His blood, energy and origin seemed to have suffered severe damage. As expected, Gu Qing failed in his attempt to reach the holy realm in the wilderness. Although he survived, he suffered irreversible Taoist injuries.
"Brother Gu, why are you so polite?" Wei Fan laughed. He and Gu Qing had some friendship, and he had no intention of putting on airs as a Saint Realm expert in front of Gu Qing.
Moreover, he has a good impression of Gu Qing, who is loyal and righteous, and a real man.
What happened in the wasteland this time is really sad. Countless people pinned their hopes on the reward from heaven and earth to break through to the holy realm in one fell swoop. Not only did no one succeed, but a group of geniuses were killed or disabled instead.
"Now that you are already a Saint Realm expert, how can I treat you as an equal?"
Gu Qing sighed.
He still remembered the first time he met Wei Fan here. Wei Fan had just caused a big disturbance in Zhilan Sect. He was arrogant and calm, and did not take Wei Fan seriously. The second time they met was in Linyao City. Because his junior brother was killed by a demon, Wei Fan showed up to kill the demon, and the two of them truly became friends.
He never expected that after only two or three months of seeing each other again, Wei Fan had already become a powerful saint.
Half an hour later, Wei Fan appeared at the teleportation gate of Tianxing City, which immediately caused a commotion. Soon, the news that Wei Fan had left the wasteland and returned to Beidingzhou began to spread everywhere.
Wei Fan ignored all this and immediately flew into the air and disappeared from everyone's sight. He did not go to Tianxing City, but rushed to the border city between the human and demon races.
In the battle of the Five Tiger Gates, the Black Dragon King, the Golden Lion King and the Dragon-Horned Deer King were killed, and the Qilin Ape Saint also died. The power of the Beidingzhou monster clan fell into unprecedented weakness. The day after the battle, Zhou Shen returned to Beidingzhou and organized the major dynasties of Beidingzhou to send troops to attack the monster clan.
Wei Fan came back for two reasons, firstly to let others know that he had left the wilderness and that they could come to Beidingzhou to find him; secondly, he wanted to take advantage of the war to kill a group of demons and gain power.
Beidingzhou is not home to only the Golden Scaled Python King and the Five-Colored Demon Bull King. The power of the demon race has always been stronger than that of the human race. There are more than ten human martial saints in Beidingzhou, so naturally there are more than a few saints among the demon race.
Some powerful demon tribes, like the human race’s holy sects, have multiple demon saints in the world.
Three days later, Wei Fan failed several times. The several Demon Saints he targeted left their nests and hid, so he could not find them. However, although he did not kill the Demon Saints, he secretly killed more than a dozen Demon Kings.
The human army pushed forward all the way, and there was not much resistance. Four demon saints died. The demons in Beidingzhou no longer had the confidence to compete with humans, and voluntarily gave up large tracts of territory.
【Three Emperors Sutra (Ningdao Realm)】
【Nine Nine True Skills (No. 55)】
【Wanling Bell (Introduction)】
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[Ordinary skill: 2.79 million years]
[Martial Saint Power: None]
"These powers are enough to upgrade the Wanling Bell once more!"
Wei Fan entered a small town, set up a concealment formation, and then summoned the panel.
He has used all of the martial saint power he had acquired before, and now his Dao has reached three hundred feet, and his soul cultivation has entered the middle stage of Dao Condensation.
He discovered that even when he wasn't in the wilderness, his Tao was still growing fast, just not as fast as when he was in the wilderness.
Of course, he still added the Martial Saint power in a balanced manner, adding half of it to the Nine-Nine True Skills. The Dao marks on his body became more and more mysterious, and the fifty-fifth pattern had been cultivated to perfection.
In the sea of consciousness, the divine ring became brighter and brighter, and the original spirit was sitting cross-legged like a god, with three eyes and two wings, indescribably majestic. Its own Tao was like a millipede that grew a large number of tentacles, constantly absorbing truths from the various great ways of heaven and earth.
"The growth and strength of one's own Dao cannot be separated from the various great Daos between heaven and earth. If one day all the great Daos are destroyed or disappear, will this Dao still be useful?"
This is not impossible. The reason why the wasteland became a place where the great Dao was not obvious and the essence was thin after Qi Daozhen's death is that, to a certain extent, the great Dao disappeared in the wasteland during a certain period of time. Even if a strong man in the saint realm entered the wasteland, his cultivation would be reduced and he would become a martial king.
Since the wasteland can become like this, it is not impossible that the entire world can become like this.
Relatively speaking, the physical strength is not so dependent on the great Dao of Heaven and Earth. The physical body is cultivated to produce its own strength. Even if he enters the environment of the wasteland before, his strength will not be affected much.
After his consciousness withdrew from the sea of knowledge, Wei Fan began to examine the Wanling Bell. He had not paid attention to it for a while, and there were many more phantoms on the Wanling Bell. The Golden Lion King, the Dragon-horned Deer Demon King, and He Feiyu all appeared on the Wanling Bell. Now there were as many as five phantoms of powerful saints on the Wanling Bell.
The shadows of the powerful saints were obviously clearer and more agile than those of the king-level masters. There was even a kind of Tao flowing in them, as if the Wanling Bell captured not only their imprints, but also his Tao.
After half a day, the addition of two million years of ordinary skills was completed, and the Wanling Bell went from entry level to minor success. The Dao Marks on it changed again, and the shadows became clearer and clearer, especially the shadows of the powerful saints, whose facial contours began to appear.
"I don't know if Old Man Zhou has sent the reward information to other continents."
He remembered this matter. Was it that Zhou Shen did not send the reward information to other continents, or no one had the subsequent skills of the Golden Bell Cover? He planned to find Zhou Shen to ask about it after some time.
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After putting away the Golden Bell Cover, Wei Fan stood up and walked out of the room.
This is a small border town with not many people usually. But now the human army is sweeping across the demon race, and many people from the martial arts world are pouring in here, entering the demon territory to hunt for treasures or hunt down the defeated demons.
Because he needed to add the Wanling Bell, he was now in disguise and his appearance did not attract any attention. Wei Fan walked out of the inn where he lived, found a restaurant to eat something, and then planned to continue hunting monsters. Just as he reached the exit of the town, he casually glanced at a passerby, and the panel in front of him suddenly flickered.
[Shadow Six: Martial King Level 7, assassin of the Black Nether Organization, killing innocent people indiscriminately]
[Kill it and you will gain 100,000 years of ordinary skills]
Wei Fan's eyes narrowed. He thought that some demons had sneaked into the human city, but he didn't expect to encounter the Black Nether Killer.
Hei Ming had sent people to kill him several times, and he had not forgotten this grudge. However, Hei Ming was very secretive. According to Feng Hua, even if Hei Ming accepted a mission, he would contact through the communication jade token. Even the person who issued the assassination mission did not know where Hei Ming's lair was.
Generally speaking, even if the killers of the Black Nether Organization are caught, they cannot find out the location of Black Nether through these killers. Therefore, no matter how much the forces of the five major domains hate Black Nether, they have not been able to truly wipe out this organization for countless years.
This person looked ordinary, and he had never paid so much attention to him before. If the panel had not responded, he would not have realized that this person had the cultivation level of a Martial King.
Of course, it’s not that his spiritual perception is bad. If he really encountered someone alone, he would be able to sense something even without relying on the panel. It’s just that there are people coming and going here, and there are many Martial Kings, so it’s impossible for him to pay special attention to one person.
Wei Fan's heart moved, and he released a ray of his mind to attach to this Dark Killer. After leaving the city, he first walked in another direction for a while, then turned back and began to follow secretly.
The killer named Ying Liu was quite vigilant. After leaving the small town and entering the uninhabited area, he changed his appearance, clothes, and direction several times. He deliberately left fake traces on his body to guide others, and from time to time he released his mental power to scan the surroundings.
Sometimes he would lie in wait to see if anyone was following him.
If it were an ordinary Martial King, even a Martial King of the Ninth Level, he might be discovered. However, Wei Fan is now a powerful Saint. The power of his will has reached an incredible level for a Martial King. Even if the other party uses his mental power to scan, he cannot detect his existence.
If he wanted to, he could even appear in front of the other person and the other person wouldn't be able to detect him.
"It seems that he is not going to carry out any mission, but is going back to his lair. Otherwise, he would not be so cautious."
The more careful Ying Liu was, the less anxious Wei Fan became. He didn't want to simply kill a Hei Ming killer. If possible, he hoped to find Hei Ming's lair or one of his branches.
After two days of tracking, Ying Liu suddenly disappeared into a cliff. Wei Fan opened his martial arts eyes and saw that the cliffs in front of him were all transformed by formations, as were the surrounding mountains.
What he saw was a pitch-black hall that seemed to be stained with blood. It was surrounded by bones. There was even a glowing skeleton that looked like divine jade hanging above the door of the hall.
"This is the corpse of a powerful martial saint!"
Wei Fan was somewhat moved. This was the trophy that Hei Ming used to demonstrate his assassination skills. It should be the powerful Saint Realm expert that they successfully assassinated.
"If just a branch has the ability to assassinate a Saint Realm expert, Hei Ming is truly terrifying."
He did not rush in immediately, but retreated for a distance and continued to scan the surroundings with his martial arts eyes to make sure there was nothing else. Then he took out some formation flags and began to set up a large formation, making sure to kill all the killers here after the fight.
As for relying on this place to catch all the members of the Black Nether Organization, he had no such idea at all unless he was willing to spend a few years fighting with these people.
After the arrangements were completed, Wei Fanxian came out and walked towards the main hall. (End of this chapter)