Chapter 474 - 256: Slaying a Demon King, All-Out War

Boom!

Amidst the deafening thunder, the Celestial Cyan Demon King was blasted out as if from another world; the distorted void had been shattered, his domain broken.

The roaring thunder struck his body, engulfed in endless lightning.

It seemed as if an electric sun had appeared in the sky, countless electric arcs ran wild everywhere.

"Roar..."

A roar sounded in the lightning, accompanied by a huge plume of smoke and fire.

"No..."

The next moment, a heartrending scream exploded with the lightning, leaving only some bones spewing green smoke. The figure of the Celestial Cyan Demon King had vanished.

[Slayed Celestial Cyan Demon King, gained 50,000 years of Ordinary Power, 500 years of Golden Body Power]

[Ordinary Power: 540,000 years]

[Golden Body Power: 1,490 years]

Celestial Cyan Demon King!

Dead!

Slayed live by the Human King Bell, leaving behind only a few fragments of bones.

"Collect!"

With a thought, the Human King Bell flew back into his body. Wei Fan erased his aura and left without looking back.

"Slayed a Demon King!"

It was only at this moment that his heart excitedly started pounding; just as he predicted, the Human King Bell could indeed kill a Demon King.

Of course, it seemed easy, but the process was perilous. If the Celestial Cyan Demon King had known how terrifying the Human King Bell was, he might not have had the chance to kill the Celestial Cyan Demon King.

If the Celestial Cyan Demon King had decided to go all out from the start or had not arrogantly believed his King’s Domain could withstand the Human King Bell’s attack, the outcome might have been different.

All cards laid out in the open, the outcome might have differed.

Certainly, even if he couldn’t kill the Celestial Cyan Demon King, given the Human King Bell’s defense, it would have been difficult for the Celestial Cyan Demon King to kill him.

"Who is it?"

A loud shout echoed through Profound Crane Sect, terrifying energies spread as countless disciples trembled in fear.

The Sect Leader seemed disturbed; he had been enraged before, nearly shattering the Profound Crane Sect, and now it happened again.

"Who exactly killed Celestial Cyan? All Demon Kings from the Demon Hunter Organization have been dispatched to intimidate and entangle them; it’s impossible for them to have had a chance to attack!"

The eyes of Profound Crane Sect’s Saint Master were menacing.

A Demon King had died, a great loss for the Demon Race, potentially affecting the dynamics between humans and demons.

But which human Martial King killed the Celestial Cyan Demon King, he couldn’t figure out. The human Martial Kings he believed possible, he sent Demon Kings to entangle.

If any human Martial King escaped the entanglement, surely the Demon King would have transmitted the information back.

"Damn it, could humans have a hidden Martial King as well?"

The Saint Master of Profound Crane Sect was agitated, not believing it was Wei Fan who killed the Celestial Cyan Demon King and the Profound Crane Sect’s Saint Son among other Demon Venerables. For a Martial Venerable to exchange blows with a Demon King was already astonishing, let alone being able to reverse the battle against a Demon King; it was impossible, even if dozens of Martial Venerables wielded King’s Soldiers.

"Daring to plot against me!"

Boom!

The Saint Master of Profound Crane Sect took a step forward, the mountains and rivers beneath him reversed, spreading terrifying energies towards Yunhua Sect’s location.

Yet, he had barely moved far when a mighty figure soared from the mountains, blocking his path: "So agitated, could it be that all the demons you’ve sent were slaughtered? This truly is joyous news!"

It was none other than the Martial King of the Human Race guarding Profound Crane Sect, Wei Zhenwu!

Profound Crane Sect as the Demon Demon Saint Sect, was virtually the Demon Race’s top holy land, home to elite demons. Naturally, the Human Race would dispatch experts to guard it, monitoring the movements of Demon Kings.

The Saint Master of Profound Crane Sect had a gloomy face: "Speak, who did it? You disregard the rules, involving Martial Kings in battles between Martial Venerables and Demon Venerables."

He was certain that the Saint Son of Profound Crane Sect plus the Little Ape King and others were killed by a Martial King of the Human Race. If it wasn’t a Martial King of the Human Race, it couldn’t be that even the Celestial Cyan Demon King, sent after the scare, would fall.

Celestial Cyan fell instantly, without even transmitting a message before the Soul Token cracked, indicative of meeting a formidable opponent.

Wei Zhenwu was taken aback: "Really, they’re all dead? Did Wei Fan slay your Saint Son?"

His face was full of uncertainty, wondering if Wei Fan truly defied heaven to such an extent, slaying the group of Demon Venerables led by Profound Crane Sect’s Saint Son alone.

The Saint Master of Profound Crane Sect’s forehead twitched intensely: "You’re feigning ignorance? Even if Wei Fan defies the heavens, could he slay my disciple alongside the Little Ape King and the Little Lion King’s Ten Thousand Demons Array, slay the Celestial Cyan Demon King?"

Celestial Cyan Demon King?

Wei Zhenwu’s eyelids twitched; not only had the Saint Son of Profound Crane Sect died, but also the Demon Race had lost a Demon King named Celestial Cyan.

Amidst shock, Wei Zhenwu’s face darkened: "You beasts have no martial integrity, sending a Demon King there, and you dare interrogate me!"

While interrogating, a doubt lingered in his mind about which Martial King took action; others might not know, but he knew that the Human Race had no hidden Martial Kings; the Martial Kings of the Human Race were all on the surface.

Besides the Martial Kings of the Demon Hunter Organization, there were only sect Martial Kings.

But unlike the Demon Fiend, those sect’s Martial Kings won’t care about such things. Another person, perhaps the Martial King of the Desert Martial Alliance, might intervene, but they would never save Wei Fan.

Now, the Martial Kings of the Desert Martial Alliance, like the Demon Kings of the Demon Race, all wish to kill Wei Fan. How could they possibly save him?

Since nothing can be gleaned from Wei Zhenwu, the Saint Master of Profound Crane Sect doesn’t plan to ask.

He descended the mountain to kill, not to interrogate Wei Zhenwu.

He shouted sternly, "Get out of the way! Our Demon Race suffered heavy losses this time. Eighteen Demon Venerable powerhouses died, including the Saint Son of Profound Crane Sect, the son of the Heaven-Supporting Demon King, the son of the Purple-eyed Demon King, and the Celestial Cyan Demon King. I shall kill Wei Fan and that Martial King.

If you don’t want a full-scale war, Wei Zhenwu, then get out of the way immediately. I promise to only kill Wei Fan and that Martial King!"

An overwhelming aura rose from his body, the surrounding void twisted, his domain began to radiate, ready for battle at any moment.

Wei Zhenwu’s eyes turned cold: "So many Demon Venerables died, yet you dare to be arrogant?"

The Human Race has never had a full-scale war with the Demon Fiend, not because their King’s Level power is inferior to the Demon Fiend, but because their Martial Venerable power is inferior to the Demon Fiend.

This time, the Demon Fiend easily gathered eighteen Demon Venerables to kill Wei Fan. For the Human Race, gathering so many Martial Venerables is impossible, unless drawing from the Desert Martial Alliance.

Now, with so many Demon Venerables dead, at the Demon Venerable level, the Human Race no longer fears the Demon Fiend. There’s nothing to fear in a full-scale war.

At this moment, Wei Zhenwu’s killing intent intensified: "You’ve broken the rules by sending Demon King powerhouses, yet I haven’t settled accounts with you. Now you dare threaten me? Do you think Wei Zhenwu is easily bullied?"

Boom!

An overwhelming power surged from him, his domain radiating outward.

In the next moment, Wei Zhenwu swept forward like a raging storm, launching a preemptive attack.

Bang!

The Saint Master of Profound Crane Sect struck with a palm, shocked and furious, never expecting Wei Zhenwu would be so resolute this time, taking the initiative: "Wei Zhenwu, how dare you!"

A wave of destruction swept across, causing the land to shatter in fragments.

Like a bolt of thunder, Wei Zhenwu’s domain continuously collided with the Saint Master’s domain of Profound Crane Sect: "Why wouldn’t I dare? Didn’t you want to fight? I’ll fulfill your wish! This is the territory of your Profound Crane Sect; destroying it would be for the best.

Do you want a full-scale war? Fine, let’s have a full-scale war. Let’s settle who will die first at the King’s Level, and then the lower levels can continue fighting!"

He feared no combat with the Saint Master of Profound Crane Sect; they were longtime adversaries, having clashed countless times, and he had no fear of him.

In such moments, one must be resolute; otherwise, the Demon Fiend might think the Human Race is weak and an all-out war could truly break out.

The two King Levels clashed in the sky like two worlds colliding, their gestures causing mountains to crumble and lakes to evaporate.

The more Wei Zhenwu fought, the braver he became, his power completely unabated. The Saint Master of Profound Crane Sect was wary because they were near the Profound Crane Sect, worried excessive destruction of mountains and rivers would affect the sect’s grand array and thus dared not unleash his full power.

Meanwhile, at the border of the Daqian Kingdom.

"Heaven-Supporting Demon King, weren’t you coming to entangle me? Why leave now!"

Elder Gongyang’s previously hunched body straightened, his aura wild, his palms fiercely striking the Heaven-Supporting Demon King.

"Get lost! My son is dead, don’t force me into a deadly struggle with you!"

The Heaven-Supporting Demon King’s eyes glowed crimson like copper bells, striking as he retreated.

He didn’t want to tangle with this old fellow, Elder Gongyang, only wanted to rush to Yunhua Sect to avenge his son, the Little Ape King.

"A struggle it is, then! An old guy like me doesn’t have many years left anyway. If I can die fighting you, a peak state Demon King, it’s worth it!"

Elder Gongyang let out a long roar, his palms crazily striking, causing the mountains to vibrate. When seen by Wei Fan, it was once a smiling face, now madder than anyone.

"After this battle, that boy is likely to break through to Martial King soon!"

He feared Wei Fan might be killed, never expecting the one to be killed would be on the Demon Fiend’s side, their Demon Venerables instead.

Not knowing what happened, whether Wei Fan, that demon, solved the problem himself or a Martial King intervened, he knew absolutely not to let a Demon King escape at this time.

Originally, the Heaven-Supporting Demon King came to entangle him, preventing the rescue of Wei Fan. Now, it turned into him entangling the Heaven-Supporting Demon King, preventing him from killing Wei Fan.

That day, the Wilderness shook, many were unaware of the events but felt the terrifying fluctuations of King’s Level battles.

In the Human Race’s territory, many great cities activated mighty power to resist the King’s Level aura permeating the world.

Quickly, rumors spread that the Demon Fiend plotted to kill Wei Fan, deploying eighteen powerful Demon Venerables including the Saint Son of Xuanhe Sect, the Little Lion King, and the Little Ape King. The Demon King’s concern about the Human Race’s Martial Kings rescuing Wei Fan led to the clashes between Demon Kings and Martial Kings.

All anyone knew was that the Demon Fiend plotted against Wei Fan, prompting clashes between the Human Race’s Martial Kings and the Demon Kings. As for whether Wei Fan was killed or if he slew the Demon Fiend, no one knew the outcome.

"If Wei Fan is dead, I shall grant amnesty to the world!"

In the Great Victory Dynasty, Victory King, newly seated on the throne, laughed heartily.

Wei Fan had enabled his rise because of his wife’s Yue Shengfang and brother-in-law Yue Chengwu’s acquaintance with Wei Fan, leading to support from the Qin Family’s second ancestor, allowing him to rise to the throne, though he felt no gratitude towards Wei Fan.

After all, Wei Fan slew his father, his brothers, and several Martial Venerables in the Imperial Family; gratitude towards Wei Fan was impossible, nor permitted by the Imperial Family.

Inside the Chu Royal Palace!

"He’s surely dead. Never thought he’d die without the Song Family needing to act; did he think he was invincible? Facing eighteen Demon Venerables!"

Song Yi smirked coldly.

Not only the Chu Imperial Family and Great Victory Dynasty, almost everyone thought Wei Fan was certainly dead, regardless of friendships or animosities.

The lineup Wei Fan faced was overwhelmingly strong; aside from Martial King powerhouses, who wouldn’t despair hearing names like Xuanhe Sect’s Saint Son or Little Ape King? And it wasn’t just one or two, but a full eighteen Demon Venerables.