Chapter 781 - 561: King of Saints

Outside Shuiyun City, Wei Fan fully unleashed his power, his terrifying cultivation shaking the heavens and earth, stunning everyone. Even the five Saint King powerhouses in the midst of battle stopped and looked at Wei Fan in shock.

The twelve-thousand-zhang high Dao was thick and majestic, vast yet solid. If it had no end, they would have thought it was the Heaven and Earth Dao.

"How could such a terrible genius exist under the heavens..."

Ouyang Bolun gulped heavily, feeling parched. As brilliant as he was, destined to become a Martial Emperor, he felt a deep sense of shame compared to Wei Fan.

"We gaze at him like frogs at the bottom of a well staring at the heavens!"

Mu Chen’s face was full of shock. They had previously thought that Wei Fan should remain low-key after becoming a Nourishing Spirit, but it turned out Wei Fan had already been quite reserved. His true strength had already reached the Saint King level, ready to break through to the Martial Emperor realm at any time.

"No one is leaving here alive today!"

Wei Fan’s killing intent soared to the heavens. Previously, he had almost unleashed his full strength several times, but now, with all restraints removed, he felt as if he had thrown off shackles, feeling immensely relieved.

"Die!"

Two piercing beams shot from his eyes, tearing through the void. A Great Saint attempting to flee in the distance suddenly felt his hair stand on end, like a lamb caught in the sight of lions and tigers, the terrible pressure almost causing his Primordial Spirit to collapse.

"Help me, lords!"

Using the last of his strength, he called for aid from the three Saint Kings, Yuan Jiuling and others, but the next moment, a gigantic finger pierced the sky, impaling his body.

Amidst the dragon’s roar, he couldn’t even scream before his body exploded into a mist of blood.

Dragon Roar Heaven-Shattering Finger!

Wei Fan hadn’t used this martial technique for a long time, but at his current realm, killing Great Saint level Demon Fiends was as easy as slaughtering chickens and dogs.

At the same time, in another direction, another Great Saint level Demon Fiend exploded, also blasted apart in the void by the finger emitting dragon roars, with no remains.

"So powerful!"

The Black Dragon Great Saint, Sword Hero, and others felt their scalps tingle. These were Great Saint level powerhouses, not weaklings, yet to Wei Fan, they were like ants, slain with two consecutive finger strikes without time to scream.

"Wei Fan, if you have the skill, fight with the Saint Kings. What skill is there in killing Great Saints like us?"

The remaining two Demon Race Great Saints shouted in fear, their hearts pounding.

"Rest assured, none of you beasts are leaving alive today!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Wei Fan struck out with two fist beams, and the remaining two Demon Saints exploded in mid-air, leaving no remains.

In an instant, four Great Saint level Demon Saints were slaughtered by him without him even moving from his spot. His unmatched and peerless strength made everyone momentarily believe he was a Martial Emperor.

"Invincible!"

"He’s a god!"

"Even the Martial Emperor wasn’t this fierce in his youth!"

"Is he still in the Saint Realm? It feels like even a Saint King powerhouse couldn’t take one punch from him."

...

Human race soldiers observing from hundreds of miles away were filled with fervor, their blood boiling. Wei Fan’s aura of invincibility made them want to bow in worship.

Even the Black Dragon Great Saint, Gu Qingshan, and others felt their blood surging, their hearts and spirits intensely stirred.

"How can he be so strong? Even if he cultivated the Martial Emperor Technique, he shouldn’t be this powerful!"

The Saint King level Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon looked grim. They were all Saint Kings, and he knew the means of Saint Kings. If it had been him, he couldn’t have killed those four Great Saints in such a short time, no matter how much time was given. At most, he could kill three, and the last one would have escaped long ago. But Wei Fan had slaughtered four Great Saints in an instant.

Wei Fan’s strength shocked even these Saint Kings, as if they were not of the same tier.

It wasn’t the power of an Emperor’s Soldier; it was Wei Fan’s own power, but the unparalleled momentum felt like the force summoned by an Emperor’s Secret Technique.

"He must die. If this child doesn’t die, our Demon Race will one day be wiped out by him."

Yuan Jiuling’s face was fierce, his eyes shooting out scarlet beams. He wanted to use an Imperial Soldier, but he hadn’t brought one with him this time. However, he had already sent out the message.

With such terrifying talent, every extra day Wei Fan lived was an additional variable, and he didn’t want Wei Fan to live even a moment longer.

Because this unprecedented and unworldly demon, could very well become an Emperor tomorrow, and once he became an Emperor, eliminating him wouldn’t be that simple.

"We are Saint Kings, he is the King of Saint Kings, the King of Kings!"

Ouyang Bolun was frenzied; not even the Supreme Martial Emperor powerhouse had ever made him feel this way.

[Slew the White Crane Demon Saint, gained 500,000 years of ordinary power, 9,600 years of Martial Saint’s Power]

[Slew the Celestial Cyan Bull Demon Saint, gained 500,000 years of ordinary power, 9,700 years of Martial Saint’s Power]

[Slew the Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon, gained 500,000 years of ordinary power, 9,500 years of Martial Saint’s Power]

[Slew the Dragon Scale Eagle Great Saint, gained 500,000 years of ordinary power, 9,700 years of Martial Saint’s Power]

[Ordinary Power: 10,390,000 years]

[Martial Saint’s Power: 135,000 years]

"Everyone, move quickly, evacuate those in the distance as well. Today, this place is going to be scorched for thousands of miles..."

The moment his identity was exposed, Wei Fan knew that today, a battle of emperor-level experts would likely erupt, and his Martial Arts Spiritual Sense already had some premonitions.

"Go!"

Black Dragon Great Saint, Gu Qingshan, and others’ expressions changed upon hearing this, understanding that Wei Fan was not exaggerating. His terrifying talent being displayed meant that an emperor-level confrontation was commonplace; the fear was more terrifying beings being drawn out.

At their level, they naturally knew quite a bit, and it’s true that there are emperor-level existences in the Five Great Domains, otherwise Xuanyuan Peak wouldn’t have vanished.

"All human soldiers, heed the command, retreat immediately, and inform nearby civilians to stay away from Shuiyun City!"

The Sword Hero and others roared, transforming into streaks of light flying to the distance.

"Kill!"

Simultaneously, Wei Fan’s Will Power obliterated the void, charging forward with overwhelming force.

Even if killing these three Saint Kings wasn’t enough to break through to Martial Emperor’s power, it wouldn’t be far off.

"Still not leaving, yet you dare to think of killing us? Such audacity." The Saint King-level Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon bellowed.

At this time, Wei Fan should be hiding before the Demon Emperor arrives. As long as he hides within the Human Race’s territory, even if the Demon Emperor was unstoppable, finding him would be difficult, especially with a Human Race Martial Emperor serving as a deterrent to the Demon Emperor.

Should the Demon Emperor descend, everything within tens of thousands of miles would be reduced to ruins, leaving no opportunity to escape.

"Thinking yourself the King of Saints, let me meet you!"

At this moment, Mu Chen and Ouyang Bolun did not intervene. The White Crane of the Profound Crane Sect let out a long cry, transforming into a white light charging forward.

The hatred between the Profound Crane Sect and Wei Fan is boundless; it’s the Profound Crane Sect line that suffered the most killings by Wei Fan.

"Godslaying Slash!"

Though he said he would meet Wei Fan, he dared not underestimate him, immediately employing the Demon Emperor’s Secret Technique of the Profound Crane Sect, the Godslaying Slash.

The Saint King White Crane shouted loudly, hands swiftly evolving as profound aura emanated from its body, carrying traces of emperor-level majesty.

"Earth Emperor Fist!"

The space above Wei Fan’s head trembled, a terrifying Blood Qi like a dragon piercing the skies. His body radiated profound natural Dao Runes. Without hesitation, he also unleashed the Martial Emperor’s Secret Technique, aiming to immediately suppress this Saint King White Crane.

Heaven and Earth Dao roared, Chains of Order shone, Dao Power surged into Wei Fan’s fist, instantly interweaving a massive Fist Seal.

At the same time, his Primordial Spirit glowed, Will Power swept out towards the Saint King White Crane.

The Godslaying Slash is a Primordial Spirit Martial Technique, only Primordial Spirit Martial Techniques can counter it, yet his Primordial Spirit had evolved to such an extent that even some Dao Patterns were born. To utilize the power of the Primordial Spirit, Primordial Spirit Martial Techniques were no longer necessary.

In truth, he could unleash Human Emperor’s majesty to suppress this Great Saint White Crane. However, too many things were exposed today, and if his status as a present-day Saint and Human Emperor’s position were revealed, it would be a battle of emperor-level magnitude, feared to turn heaven and earth into chaos.

He was unafraid, but fighting at such intensity would inevitably lead to massive destruction, as thousands of miles in the vicinity still had many people who hadn’t evacuated and couldn’t do so promptly. The hope was that when the Human Race Martial Emperor took action, they could protect these people.

"What?"

He Ji Yun’s pupils shrank, a Divine Blade in his hand still unformed, yet swept away by a terrifying Will Power, dispersing the nascent Divine Blade instantly.

His Godslaying Slash casting was interrupted!

Wei Fan, with an unimaginable Primordial Spirit Realm, broke his Martial Emperor’s Secret Technique mid-execution of a Primordial Spirit Martial Technique.

"How is this possible..."

He Ji Yun couldn’t help but be shocked; for this to happen, Wei Fan’s Primordial Spirit Realm must far exceed his own.

"Not good!"

He realized that Wei Fan simultaneously used two forces: one to break the Godslaying Slash, and the final punch was the truly fatal one.

"Boom..."

At this moment, golden light filled his eyes as a massive Fist Seal, squeezing all space, thundered through, with Chaos Qi erupting, rapidly transforming into earth, water, wind, and fire.

"Drink!"

He Ji Yun grunted, disregarding his shock, urgently drawing upon power to gather in his arms, raising a glow to defend.

"Bang!"

The vast power pierced through the external projection of light, scattered the Dao Power in his arms. He Ji Yun’s feathers flew chaotically, hand and chest bones made cracking sounds, dense cracks spreading throughout his body, nearly breaking him apart.

"I couldn’t even take one move from him!"

Fear finally took hold in his heart, as Wei Fan’s single punch nearly cost him his life, and this was merely a long-distance punch. Knowing that Wei Fan’s might lay in close combat, if the punch was delivered at close range, he likely would’ve exploded then and there.

Moreover, the Earth Emperor Fist wasn’t Wei Fan’s strongest Martial Technique, for in terms of fame, the Nine Heavens Kunpeng Body surpassed the Earth Emperor Fist. Additionally, when Wei Fan acted under the alias "Wei Ran," there was a Divine Skill known as the Yin-Yang Chaos Saber, capable of even breaking the Celestial Imprisoning Rod of the Heaven-Shaking Saint Ape clan.

"I am beyond a Saint King, you feathered creature dare contend with me..."

Wei Fan’s overbearing shout rang in his ears, He Ji Yun’s vision filled with a figure clad in Dao Golden Armor. The next moment, he felt a piercing pain in his Primordial Spirit before consciousness plunged into eternal darkness, knowing nothing more.