Chapter 2038 - 1901: Emergence of the Demon Clan

Chapter 2038: Chapter 1901: Emergence of the Demon Clan

Compared to the vastness of the Huo Sang Ancient Star, a mere few thousand cultivators are like a drop in the ocean!

Unlike other Human Race trialists, the elite of the Demon World, Tu Sihai and the others, have the Forbidden Artifact, the Bone Mirror, which allows them to communicate with each other instantly, regardless of their location.

Entering the Huo Sang Ancient Star was no exception!

Upon entering this star of extreme heat and Yang, they sensed that their strength was severely suppressed.

However, possessing the Fake Qi Blood Secret Technique, they were not worried about being exposed.

In a surprise attack, they were confident that no one could escape their deadly strikes, not even those Young Supremes.

After landing on the Huo Sang Ancient Star, Tu Sihai issued commands through the Bone Mirror to the surviving Luo Landu and others.

Without exposing themselves, they were to act at will and eliminate the elites of the Human Race.

In his words, every elite of the Human Race killed would weaken the Human Race, paving the way for future invasions by human-shaped creatures.

This order was not difficult for the other surviving members of the Demon Clan to execute. However, for Luo Landu, it was quite challenging.

Upon learning that Ye Fan was of the Human Race, he was bewildered.

On the one hand, emotionally, he could not believe that the impressive and caring big brother on the field was actually a spy planted in the Demon Clan.

On the other hand, rationally, he had to accept this reality, which left him deeply conflicted.

While facing Human Race cultivators, he hesitated many times. Though he could have been an assassin, he chose to abstain.

This very hesitation resulted in his strength not advancing as quickly as Tu Sihai and the others.

Additionally, his hesitation displeased Tu Sihai and the others greatly, and they even considered eliminating him as a warning to others.

However, entering the Human Clan’s Ancient Star Path was not easy, and regardless of the circumstances, Luo Landu bore the Demon Clan’s mark, which could not be changed.

Upon learning about the situation with the Nameless Loose Cultivator, Tu Sihai immediately sensed an opportunity.

With a sinister laugh, he took out the Bone Mirror in a secluded place, infused it with Death Energy, and it shone brightly...

"Everyone, be alert! Find opportunities immediately to attack the Human Race and frame it as the work of Xuan Realm cultivators."

Tu Sihai sent out a divine consciousness into the Bone Mirror, disseminating the message, then displayed a wicked, icy smile.

This maneuver of diverting disaster not only effectively eliminates the Human Race elites but also frames the Xuan Realm trialists, making them the public enemy on the entire Human Clan’s Ancient Star Path.

Most importantly, they knew that Ye Fan came from the Xuan Realm, so doing this was undoubtedly the best retaliation for his massacre of his own brothers.

"Ye, I don’t believe you can remain indifferent."

Tu Sihai laughed cruelly, his teeth white as forest, and a vicious red glow flickered in his eyes.

"The moment you can’t help but jump out, your death will be inevitable..."

His plan was thorough and his intentions were maliciously intense.

However, he didn’t know that all his plans did not escape Ye Fan’s notice.

Upon receiving the message, Ye Fan pondered briefly and immediately understood Tu Sihai’s evil intentions, his expression becoming instantly dark.

"The current situation is quite unfavorable, the Human Race cultivators have become much more cautious, making it difficult to find opportunities to act. We might as well join forces and act together for a greater chance."

Without taking much time, Ye Fan devised this plan to counteract and strike individually. As long as he knew the location, that person was doomed.

After sending out the message, Ye Fan patiently awaited a response.

"Who wouldn’t agree? Now those Human Race cultivators are extremely cautious; if they’re not well-known friends, it’s impossible to get close, making it difficult to attack."

"Oh, by the way, according to the location you provided, Pi Hen and I are nearby. I’ll send you the location, come over yourself."

The reply came from Lai Qihang, the sixth-ranked elite of the Demon Clan. He and the seventh-ranked Pi Hen connected through the Bone Mirror and had gathered together two days ago.

"Good!"

Ye Fan indifferently replied with two words, stood up, and with a murderous intent, made his way to their location!

At this moment, his killing intent was overwhelmingly intense!

...

Not far from the hard dry land where Ye Fan was located, there were rows of rolling mountain ranges, dotted with patches of the Fire Sycamore Forest.

On this extremely high-temperature star, besides the Fire Sycamore Forest, almost no other plant could survive.

This is an extreme environment, where apart from the Fire Sycamore Forest and the Golden Crow, no other creature can survive, as they would be vaporized by the high temperatures.

However, strong cultivators are not limited by this!

Once one’s cultivation reaches a certain level or comprehends the Fire Element Law and its essence, they can freely walk on this scorching ancient star.

For some cultivation maniacs, such an environment is indeed the holy land for enhancing their strength.

Because in such an environment, you have no choice but to push your limits unless you wish to die.

"The red sun blazes like fire, the fields half-scorched, a farmer’s heart boils like soup, while nobles fan themselves!"

With a chanting sound, a young cultivator with a high hat and wide belt, a face like jade, and lips seeming painted with vermilion, emerged from the Fire Sycamore Forest.

This person was eight feet tall, graceful and elegant, peerless and otherworldly, like an immortal.

However... there was a bit too much scholarly air!

Most peculiarly, he actually carried a feather fan in hand, and this fan was very special, even faintly exuding Holy Might.

"Ye, you rascal, you’re too untrustworthy. You said we’d stick together, but you ran off on your own."

This carefree and distinctive fellow is none other than Wen TaDou, the successor of Emperor Wen. With his words, the previous atmosphere vanished completely, making him seem like an ordinary person again.

The entire Huo Sang Ancient Star is abuzz with the stories about the nameless independent practitioner from the Xuan Realm, and he naturally had heard of it too. He immediately guessed that this so-called nameless independent practitioner must be Ye Fan.

Reflecting on the remarkable deeds Ye Fan had done on the Xing Kong Gu Road, Wen TaDou couldn’t help but secretly admire him.

Is this guy even human? Each time he disappears for a while and returns, his cultivation soars, inevitably performing another sensational act.

In contrast, although Wen TaDou has half a foot in the Venerable Realm, becoming a Quasi-Saint Lord level strong person, he realizes the gap between himself and Ye Fan seems to be widening.

It must be noted that he has exerted great effort in cultivation, enduring battles of life and death to achieve today’s strength.

Yet Ye Fan already swept aside Saint Lord level strong people several months ago. Such disparity...left him utterly ashamed.

However, his method of cultivation is entirely different from Ye Fan’s, making slow progress understandable, especially since he hasn’t encountered luck truly belonging to him. Otherwise, he’d surely soar to the skies.

In the past, Emperor Wen could utter laws. A single phrase could suppress and kill a strong person at the Quasi-Emperor Ninth Layer Heaven pinnacle. This was no bluff.

"The universe is broad, where does the Golden Crow fall in the Fire Sycamore, not seeking heroes elsewhere, only asks if Heaven harbors Immortals!"

Reciting, Wen TaDou moves toward a nearby location. His strength comes from Wen Qi, not Primordial Qi from between Heaven and Earth, but a mysterious energy hidden in the human body and within words.

If he can craft high-quality poetry daily, naturally his strength will increase greatly.

Moreover, some words contained in ancient stele texts harbor terrifying Wen Qi. If he can find them and absorb them, his strength can increase.

Suddenly, Wen TaDou frowned, sensing terrifying fluctuations and sounds of battle coming from ahead.

Undoubtedly, a conflict has arisen between cultivators.

On this Xing Kong Gu Road, only might reigns supreme; justice has no place. Strength is everything.

With strength, you gain fairness; without it, you are nothing. No one will show pity to the weak.

Because everyone on this path is a competitor, do you expect rivals to offer you fairness and justice? That’s impossible.

Initially, adhering to the principle of staying out of unrelated matters, Wen TaDou didn’t want to meddle in these affairs unless confronted.

However, he possesses a compassionate heart, unwilling to see the weak perish without even anyone to collect their remains.

It’s this sympathy that drives him toward the direction of the outbreak of the battle.

With the secret technique "Close and far," he’s not worried about being assaulted closely; after all, there are few anomalies like Ye Fan.

"Boom!"

The battle ahead intensified, with mountains being destroyed and leveled.

"You won’t die a good death!"

"So Ye’s words were true; you are the true spies of the demon clan!"

"Fight them, even if we die, we must drag them down with us!"

Amidst the battlefield, furious shouts resounded. Four or five young cultivators were being routed by two elite members of the demon clan.

For them, the demon clan’s death energy was bizarrely powerful, able even to corrode divine power and protective divine aura.

Upon contact, they suffered grievous losses, two were instantly killed.

Only when they utilized death martial techniques, revealing intense death aura did their identities become clear, and these people reached enlightenment.

"You realize it now? Too late. None of you will escape today, and that Ye kid will continue to take the blame for us."

Ranked seventh among the demon world’s young elite, Pi Hen laughed wickedly, then relentlessly attacked, forcing them to burn divine power to fight desperately.

But defeat was inevitable; it was merely a matter of time.

"Quickly finish them; don’t waste time lest other humans discover us. If our identities are revealed, none of us will survive." Lai Qihang sneered as he spoke.

"Puff!"

With a swift claw strike, he tore out a cultivator’s heart, which was still beating.

"Crunch, crunch..."

Lai Qihang’s expression was fierce as he shoved the bloody heart into his mouth to chew, with blood trickling down his lips.

"Stop!"

Seeing this, Wen TaDou exploded with righteous indignation, letting out a furious roar, as several law divine chains flew from his mouth targeting Lai Qihang and Pi Hen, the true demon clan spies.

"My words become laws...cage, binding heaven and earth!"

Though Wen TaDou isn’t adept at close combat, he skillfully applies the secret techniques passed down from Emperor Wen.

As his voice echoed, a golden cage descended from the sky, directly imprisoning Lai Qihang and Pi Hen, providing the ordinary trialists with a chance to catch their breath.

"You want to imprison us? Dream on!"

Lai Qihang let out a furious shout as death energy surged around him, forcefully corroding a large hole in the golden cage, allowing him to walk out leisurely.

"Today is your death date; no one will escape!"

Lai Qihang shouted fiercely, charging directly at Wen TaDou.

As for the others, he firmly believed that Pi Hen alone could take care of them.