CHAPTER 289: CHAPTER 284: APPETITE HAS GROWN

Above the sky, the battle was extremely violent, blood rain flying, accompanied by a roar of anger, another cultivator from the West Emperor Palace was torn apart by a fierce beast.

The demon above the sky let out a thunderous roar, reversing the morale.

In the West Emperor Palace, several cultivators have been killed in succession, and all were extraordinary Condensed Core Realm cultivators.

At this moment, that Wuzhiqi had already taken on a half-demon form, with white head, green face, and fanged, a body violently several feet tall, arms thick and strong, claws stained with blood, giving people the feeling of immense power, able to tear apart a Jiao Dragon.

"The fierce beast Wuzhiqi, truly ferocious." The people of the West Emperor Palace looked grim, naturally recognizing the other as the descendant of the ancient evil demon Wuzhiqi.

Liu Zonglin looked up at the demon army above the sky, whose ferocious excitement erased the advantage that Yuwen Jing had brought. If this evil demon cannot be subdued, once the war starts, these bloodthirsty demon troops will start with ferocious excitement, which would be even more disadvantageous to the humans of West Emperor Island.

"Does anyone else wish to fight?" Liu Zonglin asked, looking around the crowd of West Emperor Palace.

A silence fell. Although there were many exceptionally talented cultivators in the West Emperor Palace, the fierce beast Wuzhiqi was notorious, immensely famous in ancient legends.

In the legend of the West Sea, there was a fierce beast Wuzhiqi that fed on True Dragons in ancient times.

Now, this is merely a Fifth Realm Wuzhiqi, but if it continues to grow, when this fierce beast Wuzhiqi grows into a Seven Realm Great Demon, it will become a disaster.

In the White Jade Palace, there were countless cultivators, yet no one dared to take on the battle.

Song Siyu looked at the fierce evil demon on the battlefield, feeling impulsive but not daring, knowing well that although she was the Heavenly Pride Girl of the West Emperor Palace, the oppressive presence brought by Wuzhiqi was too strong, and those who fought before her, even more brilliant geniuses, were torn apart the same way.

"The fierce beast Wuzhiqi is immensely powerful, extremely ferocious. In this battle, it is feared that no one in the West Emperor Palace can deal with it." Meng Hong looked at the battlefield and said quietly, "Initial Stage of Condensed Core, there is no other Yuwen Jing."

Saying this, he looked beside him at Li Fan. If Li Fan entered the Condensed Core, with his Sword Dao talent, he would surely be able to kill Wuzhiqi.

"It seems you human cultivators are nothing but this." The mermaid scoffed coldly as she saw no one fighting, and she said in a deep voice to the Jiao Dragon she rode, "We Demon Race will definitely penetrate West Emperor Island and slaughter all these humans."

The huge pupils of the Jiao Dragon scanned below. When its gaze fell in a certain direction, it froze for a moment, and strong killing intent burst from its pupils, a terrifying aura emanating from it.

"What’s the matter?" The mermaid asked indifferently.

"My lord, I have encountered the human who slew my child." The Jiao Dragon said in a deep voice, its eyes fixed on that side.

Beneath the sky, Li Fan frowned, unexpectedly being seen by this Jiao Dragon, making his situation troublesome.

Beside him, Luo Qingyan and Meng Hong and others also felt tense. The owner of Jiao Demon Island was a Great Demon of the Sixth Realm, being targeted by it meant a dead end.

"No way." Li Fan quickly thought, he could not give the Jiao Dragon the chance to kill him. Thinking of this, Li Fan’s figure moved through the air like lightning, rushing toward the battlefield direction.

The group beside him immediately understood what Li Fan intended to do.

The huge pupils of the Jiao Dragon stared at Li Fan, seeing him going to the battlefield and uttered coldly, "Damn human, you dare to come out."

"It’s him." On the West Emperor Palace’s side, Song Siyu also saw Li Fan.

"Elder Nan, it was this boy who killed Zhengchuan." On the White Jade Palace, an old man stood, and someone behind him spoke softly, making that old man’s eyes sweep toward Li Fan, bursting with strong killing intent.

Li Fan also felt the killing intent behind him, feeling frustrated. He originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape West Emperor Island, unexpectedly discovered by the Jiao Demon. Now, he had offended both sides.

"Was it you who killed my son Nan Zhengchuan?" A thunderous shout came, and Li Fan felt a pressure descend, turning back, he looked at the old man and said, "Song Boling of Song Family, West Emperor Island colluded with Old Demon Li to murder West Emperor Island cultivators. I removed him for the people, and Song Siyu led the West Emperor Palace people to question me, wanting to kill me without asking right from wrong, of course, I resisted."

"Seize him." The old man sneered coldly.

"I represent human cultivators in battle, is this the attitude of the West Emperor Palace?" Li Fan shouted.

"Wait." Liu Zonglin called out, looking at Li Fan and asked: "You want to fight?"

"Yes."

Li Fan was forced to this point, with no retreat.

"Go ahead." Liu Zonglin said indifferently, Nan Zhengchuan’s father looked grim, staring tightly at Li Fan.

Li Fan turned and headed toward Wuzhiqi.

Wuzhiqi scanned Li Fan with its vicious eyes, sensing the aura on him, those fierce eyes showed a contemptuous look, saying, "Foundation Establishment ant, not worthy of my action."

After saying that, he turned and left, heading toward the demon army.

"Liu Zonglin, in the previous two realm battles, each side has won some. Next, this Four Realm battle will be the final round of confrontation." The mermaid said lightly, in the demon army, there are many powerful demons in the Fourth Realm, while human cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage are not strong enough, they will not be able to win them.

"As you wish." Liu Zonglin replied, then glanced toward the ground below and said softly, "Select the most outstanding Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators from each palace and prepare to fight."

Naturally, he did not put that Li Fan who stepped out in his mind, an outsider cultivator representing humans to battle, commendable courage, but it could only lead to death.

"Sir, there must be a powerful magical treasure on this child’s body," the Jiao Demon King said in a deep voice. Previously sent demons to kill Li Fan had all fallen, surely slain by some magical treasure.

"If you dare to battle with borrowed magical treasures, I’ll eliminate you directly," the Mermaid said coldly. The Demon Race had strong physique, giving them a great advantage in physical body battles, but if humans used sharp magical treasures, they could erase that advantage.

Li Fan did not respond. To kill a Four Realm Demon, did he still need a magical treasure?

He didn’t originally want to fight, as attracting attention was a trouble for him.

But since things had come to this.

Then, he would follow the footsteps of the Li Mountain predecessors, slay demons, eradicate evil.

When the sword of Li Mountain is unsheathed, demons and devils lose their courage.

"I’ll go kill this human," a figure holding a large axe said amidst the demon army. This half-demon figure was immense and imposing.

He charged downward, unleashing violent thunder with his every move, his entire body enveloped in lightning, and the massive axe in his hand emanated Thunder Power.

Below, the expansive human cultivators, seeing the scene before them, felt a bit worried in their hearts. They hoped that the young man in white wouldn’t be unable to withstand a single axe blow; that would be too discouraging.

However, those who knew Li Fan were confident; it seemed these demons would suffer a great loss.

This person, with Foundation Establishment, could kill someone in the Condensed Core Realm.

"Courting death," Meng Hong said with a smile. Just as he finished speaking, a beam of light appeared in the sky, a sword light.

The sword light flashed and vanished, simultaneously with the descending thunder, accompanied by a flash of blood light and the powerless demon corpse plummeting from high above, its head severed from the body.

"If that Wuzhiqi were to battle, it would be troublesome; these demons are audacious. A mere Four Realm Demon, wanting to challenge Brother Qingshan, enduring one sword strike would be quite the feat," Meng Hong commented. Those who had witnessed the battles between Li Fan, demons, and Nan Zhengchuan shared the sentiment.

Li Fan, in the Foundation Establishment realm, was akin to Yuwen Jing in the Mid Stage of Condensed Core Realm, with no match, even able to kill beyond his realm.

"Hmm?"

Liu Zonglin and the West Emperor Palace cultivators, witnessing this sword strike, also displayed an intrigued expression at such a fast sword strike, decapitating with one slice.

"Buzz..."

From within the demon army, another shadow darted like lightning, moving quickly with a form hard for the eyes to capture.

Li Fan’s arm stretched forward, and a flying sword appeared in front of him, emitting a ringing sound.

With a thought, the flying sword shot out explosively, erupting with the sound of thunder, traversing the sky.

With a burst sound, a flash of blood appeared in midair, though the demonic shadow remained, its true body had already been penetrated by the flying sword, dead.

Both battles occurred too quickly, so fast that neither the demon army nor the human cultivators had fully registered it, just feeling something odd. After all, Li Fan was not Yuwen Jing, nor was he the Heavenly Pride Child of the West Emperor Palace. His sudden arrival didn’t hold high expectations, yet the fights caused this odd sensation.

Were the demons entering battle simply too weak?

Even the Mermaid had this thought, her cold gaze sweeping over the demon army.

"I’ll go kill him."

A Four Realm Jiao Dragon stepped forward, heading straight forth, transforming into its true form. The massive body of the Jiao Dragon carried thunder, rolling with the sky’s thunder, its fierce body diving down. Its savage claws were larger than Li Fan himself, as if just one grab could crush him.

Li Fan swung his hand, aligning the flying sword in front of him, and with a flick of his finger, the flying swords launched sequentially.

The Jiao Dragon roared, its claws closing in; the flying sword met the claws with a bursting splatter of blood, piercing through the claws.

The trailing flying swords continued forward, stabbing into the Jiao Dragon’s abdomen, causing it to roar and wail in agony.

A continuous sound of piercing echoed, as the chain of flying swords embedded into the Jiao Dragon’s body, making the immense body of the Jiao Dragon tremble in midair, emitting a sorrowful cry, quickly ceasing its trembling, whimpering while plummeting down, on the brink of death.

Looking at the Jiao Dragon’s falling body, then at Li Fan, still calmly standing there.

From the moment he entered battle till now, three consecutive fights, yet his body had not even moved.

Was it that the demons were too weak, or was it that this human Sword Cultivator was too domineering in his attacks?

Li Fan had originally thought he’d face Wuzhiqi in battle, never expecting the other side to send a Four Realm Demon. Isn’t this just a massacre?

He wasn’t even interested in the Demon Cores of these Four Realm Demons.

Indeed, his appetite had grown.