Chapter 778 - 558: The Cauldron’s Might Shakes the Hordes of Demons

"Boom!"

In the Void World, everyone felt the world tremble as a terrifying pressure suddenly descended, as if they were bearing the Ten Thousand Jins Divine Mountain, even the divine light emanating from their bodies was suppressed, and the flow of Dao Power became sluggish.

The sky shattered and the laws of heaven and earth twisted, seemingly unable to withstand this unimaginable pressure.

Dharma Martial Saints, who were making their move, were horrified to find that the power they unleashed disintegrated rapidly as soon as it left their bodies.

At the same time, they also felt a terrifying force pulling them toward a certain place.

"What is that?"

Everyone gazed in horror towards the direction of this terrifying pressure, only to see a small, earth-yellow tripod emerging from the center of Wei Fan’s brows.

The small tripod was covered in Dao Patterns and swelled in the wind, while the space around it had already collapsed, unable to bear its terrifying weight.

The horrific pressure permeating the world, which was trying to pull them towards it to be crushed, stemmed from this small tripod.

"Could this be an Imperial Soldier?"

Everyone’s hearts thumped wildly, the power exuded by the small tripod far exceeded that of an ordinary top-level Saint Soldier, leading them to think Wei Fan might have been driven to desperation by the Cyan Bull Demon Saint’s attack, hence taking out an Imperial Soldier.

However, they didn’t have much time to ponder as the small tripod rapidly expanded to over three feet tall, grabbed by Wei Fan with one hand.

The strength of Wei Fan was witnessed by all—slaying a Dharma Aspect Perfection powerhouse was as easy as slaughtering a dog.

Yet when they saw Wei Fan grab the small tripod, they noticed his body slightly sink, his muscles bulging like mountains, it seemed he almost couldn’t hold the tripod.

Restraining his power, Wei Fan indeed nearly couldn’t hold the Profound Yellow Tripod; artifacts refined with Profound Yellow Stone have only two characteristics: hardness and heaviness.

While displaying only Divine Cultivation, the weight of the Profound Yellow Tripod felt overwhelming for him, he even secretly infused part of his Heart Spirit into the tripod, barely holding it.

Of course, amidst battle, no one could discern these details; even at his advanced cultivation, no Saint King Powerhouses could see through it, let alone those embroiled in distant combat, no attention was fully on him.

"Die!"

Without hesitation, the moment Wei Fan grabbed the Profound Yellow Tripod, he smashed it towards the Celestial Cyan Ox.

"Boom..."

The endless firmament shattered, the Great Dao broke, laws twisted into chaos, everyone felt like they were crushed by mountains.

Foremost among them, the azure glow covering the Celestial Cyan Bull Great Saint extinguished completely even before the Profound Yellow Tripod fell; all his external Chain of Order shattered, his entire skeleton audibly cracking.

The space witnessed a terrifying annihilation scene, transforming into a black hole, exuding a horrifying devouring force.

"You... roar..."

With a face filled with shock and anger, the Celestial Cyan Bull Great Saint retreated on all fours, events unfolded in a flash, and as he charged forward to slay Wei Fan, it was too late by the time he sensed something amiss, looking up to see a Profound Yellow Tripod terrifying like a planet.

A horrific gravitational force tugged at him, slowing him significantly.

"Thump!"

The Profound Yellow Tripod smashed down, and under everyone’s horrified gaze, the Celestial Cyan Bull Great Saint vanished absurdly like a pricked bubble, leaving mere dust scattered.

In a single move, a Great Saint-level Celestial Cyan Ox was slain; all the Demon Saints were horrified, the terrifying power making their hearts tremble with fear.

"You dare use an Imperial Soldier, do you think our Demon Race has no Imperial Soldiers?"

Some Demon Saints screamed in terror, stunned by the Profound Yellow Tripod’s power, as they believed only an Imperial Soldier could unleash such overwhelming power.

"It’s not an Imperial Soldier, if it were, we’d all be dead!"

"It’s a heavy weapon refined with Profound Yellow Stone, how has his Profound Yellow Tripod reached the peak Saint Soldier level? Cultivation speed aside, how can his artifact refinement be so rapid!"

Some Demon Saints recognized the Profound Yellow Tripod; although Wei Fan seldom used it to kill foes, he had nonetheless used it before, many knew he owned a Great Tripod refined with Profound Yellow Stone, reputed as the king of weapons in his tier, incredibly terrifying.

However, none imagined this Profound Yellow Tripod was a top-level Saint Soldier, power far surpassing so-called top Saint Soldiers, momentarily mistaking it for an Imperial Soldier.

Even the Martial Saints of the Human Race widened their eyes in shock, faces filled with disbelief.

The power of heavy weapons refined with Profound Yellow Stone wasn’t unknown; in fact, many knew once such a weapon is refined, its power is earth-shattering, invincible.

But such weapons were ten times harder to refine compared to ordinary weapons; even with long lifespans, many Martial Artists found their life essence exhausted before their weapon was complete.

Take a Saint Realm powerhouse, for instance, even after breaking through to the Saint Realm, it takes at least a thousand years to refine a weapon to the top-level Saint Soldier level.

And if refining a heavy weapon with Profound Yellow Stone, it would take over ten thousand years to complete, a Saint Realm powerhouse only lives three to four thousand years, so they dare not use it for such artifacts.

"Great weapon!"

A Martial Saint of the Human Race couldn’t help but shout, the heavy Profound Yellow Tripod in perfect harmony with Wei Fan’s Body Ascension Refining Cultivation, with a single move crushing a Celestial Cyan Ox over nine thousand feet tall.

With such a terrifying weapon, there are few in the Saint Realm capable of killing Wei Fan.

[Slay Celestial Cyan Bull Great Saint, gain 500,000 years of Ordinary Power, 9,100 years of Martial Saint’s Power]

[Ordinary Power: 3,890,000 years]

[Martial Saint’s Power: 37,200 years]

Wei Fan’s hair danced wildly, his physique sparkling, the Profound Yellow Tripod’s power didn’t disappoint him; initially, he planned to use it against the Qilin Ape Saint, but he hadn’t had the chance before Qi Daozhen’s coffin ended the Qilin Ape Saint.

"Kill!"

He roared, putting away the Profound Yellow Tripod and continued massacring the Dharma Realm Demon Saints.

The power of the Profound Yellow Tripod is terrifying, but its weight is equally horrifying, severely affecting speed when held in hand.

"Run quickly!"

All Dharma Demon Saints were terrified, as even the Celestial Cyan Bull Great Saint was dead. Any more Great Saint level Demon Saints coming here would just be courting death.

The massive silhouette of the Kunpeng flickered, and a Dharma Demon Saint several miles away exploded instantly, without even the time for a scream.

"A bunch of useless fools, can’t even kill someone with Divine Cultivation!"

From a distance, Yuan Jiuling roared in anger, wanting to rush over and kill Wei Fan, but Mu Chen and Ouyang Bolun repeatedly beat him back.

"Still want to kill Wei Fan? Today, whether you can go back alive is still unknown!"

Ouyang Bolun launched a heavy punch, and Yuan Jiuling retreated step by step.

Although he didn’t take the opportunity to break through successfully, his strength had increased a lot. If it was his original strength, they wouldn’t have been able to fight against the three Saint Kings so easily.

"Boom!"

Another Demon Saint exploded in mid-air, leaving no remains. Wei Fan was like a tiger among a flock of sheep, frantically reaping the lives of these Demon Saints.

Under the extreme speed of the True Body of the Kunpeng, these Demon Saints couldn’t even see his shadow, plus other Human Martial Saints were assisting and entangling them. Now only two of the ten-plus Dharma Demon Saints were left.

[Slay a Demon Saint, gain 500,000 years of ordinary power, 4500 years of Martial Saint power]

[Ordinary Power: 4.89 million years]

[Martial Saint Power: 46,400 years]

Wei Fan’s killing intent was blazing, and his battle blood boiling. After a swift appearance twice, he had already killed all the Dharma Demon Saints.

Of course, not without a price. At the Great Saint battlefield of Sword Hero, Gu Qingshan and others, all the Human Great Saints were wounded, coughing up blood.

It was precisely because they had the Demon Great Saints pinned down that Wei Fan had the time to annihilate all the Dharma Realm Demon Saints.

"That felt great!"

"Let these beasts suffer from trying to steal and end up with nothing instead!"

Though An Shanhe was still spitting blood, seeing all the Dharma Demon Saints annihilated, he couldn’t help but feel pleased. This battle wiped out all the Demon Saints of the Demon Heaven Alliance.

With the previously slain Demon Saints, the Demon Race had already lost over twenty Demon Saints.

"Form a battle array, let these beasts have no return."

A group of Human Dharma Martial Saints roared, forming a battle array to attack the Great Saint battlefield.

Besides Wei Fan, they also had five or six Dharma Martial Saints, and forming a battle array allowed them to contend with a Great Saint.

As for Wei Fan, he had already transformed into a stream of light and charged ahead.

"Everyone step aside, I’ll seal this lair!"

His first target was the Half-Step Saint King level Demon Saint, essentially the one who caused the injuries on Sword Hero and others.

This guy had taken human form, standing three meters tall, his whole body developed with muscles, his face full of red whiskers, and he had three heads.

The Three-headed Lion, supposedly possessing the bloodline of the legendary Nine-headed Lion, his will power was extremely terrifying.

With a fierce shout, Wei Fan rallied, and Sword Hero and others withdrew, intending to let Wei Fan handle the Three-headed Lion.

By now, the battle had made them completely believe in Wei Fan’s strength; even if Wei Fan wanted to kill a Saint King, they believed he could do it.

This was a trust built up by Wei Fan after all his slaughtering.

"You dare to compete against me, thinking you’re invincible just because you’ve killed that waste Celestial Cyan Ox?"

The Three-headed Lion roared angrily, his bloodline stronger than the Celestial Cyan Ox, his realm higher too. Even if Wei Fan had a top-level Saint Soldier made of Profound Yellow Stone, he was confident he could kill Wei Fan too.

Moreover, in his view, such a terrifying heavy weapon couldn’t always be used, because when Wei Fan killed the Celestial Cyan Ox, he had already seen that Wei Fan was struggling. A few more moves, and it would be Wei Fan who would die.

"Roar!"

His three heads bellowed together, shattering the sky, his Half-Step Saint King aura covering everything.

Boom!

Space quivered, a power as vast as the ocean surged. He forcefully charged at Wei Fan, throwing a punch as big as a mountain.

"Die!"

Wei Fan’s eyes were cold, with a flick of his wrist, a jade token radiating divine brilliance appeared in his hand, which he then threw out without hesitation. It was the jade token sealing the full power of a Saint King, Ouyang Bolun.

"Rumble..."

Terrorizing divine power exploded, a terrifying hand sprouted from the jade token, smashing a part of the sky to pieces.

"A heavy artifact sealing the power of a Saint King’s strike, you beast!" The Three-headed Lion’s face turned green.