The Destruction of the Mountain Apes
"You scum! You'll be buried with me!"
In this desperate situation, Yuan Ba's eyes turned completely bloodshot.
Blood gushed wildly from the deep, bone-revealing gash in his chest, but instead of retreating, he opened his mouth and swallowed all the gushing blood back into his stomach.
The originally dim and dilapidated phantom of the Primordial Violent Ape suddenly swelled to sixty feet in size after the blood sacrifice that burned its Origin Source!
The ape sprouted sharp Bone Spikes all over its body, and its violent and malevolent aura, like a landslide and a tsunami, was forcibly drawn from the ground, transforming into two dark yellow Millstones with a diameter of over thirty feet, which slammed down on the gray-red blade arc that was slashing towards it!
This is a forbidden technique passed down through generations of the Mountain Ape Tribe; once used, it severs all meridians.
But Yuan Ba had no other choice; he was going to drag this Fire Crow demon down to hell with him!
"Good idea, but too slow, like a tortoise crawl."
Chen Fan's movements in mid-air were not even slightly sluggish.
His right wrist suddenly trembled, his palm slightly clenched, and the two completely opposite totemistic Qi and Blood within his body accelerated their rotation on the blade once more.
There are no unnecessary fancy moves, only pure, extreme speed and efficiency.
Boom!
The White Bone Battle Saber cleaved through the gale, its tip leaving a straight, ink-like crack in the air.
Before the dark yellow Millstone could close, a sharp blade of light pierced the throat of the illusory ape from below.
Click!
With a crisp cracking sound, the sixty-foot-tall monstrous ape Dharma Form crumbled from head to toe, turning into countless fireflies. The remaining force of the blade light had not diminished, and like a bolt of lightning, it swept across the broad neck of the Yuan Ba.
The strong winds suddenly stopped.
The flying mud and rocks seemed to have lost all their strength, and fell back to the ground with a clatter.
Yuan Ba's furious face remained frozen in place, his fists still raised high, but his enormous head had rolled onto the Bluestone Slab, rolling more than ten feet away.
The headless, burly body swayed twice before crashing to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust half a foot high.
The once-powerful ruler of the Mountain Ape Tribe has perished!
"Leader!!"
Beside the ruins of the high platform, the white-haired priest's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was shrill and distorted with extreme horror.
Peak Seventh Rank tribal totem warrior couldn't even last two rounds against this young man's blade!
Despair and resentment instantly overwhelmed his reason. A resolute and ferocious light flashed in the white-haired priest's eyes. His withered claws pierced his own chest, and he forcefully dug out a large clump of his heart's essence blood, smashing it into the eye of the stone array at his feet.
"You've destroyed my Mountain Ape's foundation! I'll make your entire clan pay with their lives! Activate the formation! Earth Fiend Heaven-Burning!"
Rumble!
The entire main village square shook violently, the hard black iron floor tiles rose up one after another, and scalding red magma and turbid evil energy surged wildly from the depths of the earth. The protective array of the entire Blackstone Mountains was being forcibly detonated!
"Old man, you're so old, yet you still have such a temper."
A calm voice suddenly rang in his ear.
Quick!
It's so fast that your nerves don't even have time to react!
The white-haired priest turned his head in horror, only to find Chen Fan had silently appeared three steps to his side, having pierced through the overwhelming malevolent aura.
Chen Fan didn't even draw his knife. He simply raised his left palm with his fingers slightly bent and delivered a powerful and domineering palm strike from mid-air!
Qi and Blood surged from his palms, transforming into a thick, gray-red wave of energy that forcefully slammed onto the white-haired priest's crown with unparalleled brute force.
Bang!
The explosion of the earth's veins was abruptly halted by this palm strike. The white-haired priest's body, along with the sturdy white bone platform beneath his feet, shattered completely in the violent shock, and he died instantly.
The surging lava was once again flattened by Chen Fan's foot, and the entire Blackstone Main Stronghold returned to deathly silence.
The wind blew across the empty square, and a strong stench of blood filled the air.
Thump!
A dull thud of someone kneeling sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silence.
The remaining short, stout priest was pale and trembling like a quail in a storm, his knees slamming heavily onto the gravel ground.
He didn't even dare to look up at Chen Fan, his forehead slamming against the ground with muffled thuds.
"My lord, spare us! Your Majesty, spare us! We surrender! The entire Mountain Ape clan surrenders!"
The short, stout priest wept bitterly, his forehead bruised and bloodied, and water seeped from his trousers. He was a far cry from the high and mighty priest he had been before.
The lessons of the past lay right beside him: one had lost his head, another had shattered a stone platform. If he had been even half a breath slower, the Mountain Ape Tribe would have been completely wiped out of the Great Wilderness today!
Chen Fan flicked the blood off his Battle Saber, sheathed it, and strode to the short, stout priest.
He looked down at the round head, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, and casually patted the top of the head.
"Alright, if you keep banging your head, you'll smash the floor tiles. Save your energy for moving things. Discretion is the better part of valor; you're much more sensible than those two."
The short, stout priest, as if granted a pardon, suddenly went limp and collapsed to the ground, repeatedly bowing. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your mercy! Thank you, Your Majesty, for sparing my life!"
"Don't thank me yet," Chen Fan said calmly. "Go, gather all the remaining soldiers in the stronghold to the center of the square, and put down all weapons and heavy armor. Anyone who makes a move will be punished."
"I understand! I'll get on it right away!"
The short, stout priest scrambled to his feet and, shrilly, ran wildly toward the various barracks throughout the village.
Chen Fan didn't look at him again, turned around and climbed the steps, steadily ascending to the highest council tower of the Mountain Ape Main Stronghold.
At the top of the tower, a heavily armored battle flag, about ten feet wide and embroidered with a fierce ape treading a mountain totem, fluttered in the wind.
Chen Fan reached out and gripped the flagpole, applying slight pressure.
Click!
He snapped the iron flagpole in half with one hand, and the huge beast-shaped battle banner spun and fell into the deep valley.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Fan took a black banner with red patterns and Fire Crows from his back armor and slammed it heavily into the crevice in the rock!
A fierce wind howled, Fire Crows spread their wings, and black and red flags obscured half the sky above the Blackstone Mountains!
"Fire Crow! Fire Crow! Fire Crow!"
A deafening roar erupted around the main village.
Five hundred Fire Crow Elite Cavalry, escorted by strong and brave warriors, marched into the main camp. Along the way, they saw Mountain Ape warriors kneeling and surrendering all over the mountains.
The awe and fervor in the eyes of the Fire Crow Tribe people were almost tangible; they all knelt on one knee in unison, pounding their chests heavily with their right hands.
Chen Fan gracefully descended from the tower, landing steadily at the very front of the group.
He suppressed all his murderous intent, stepped forward, and personally helped several wounded veterans up from the ground.
"We're family, so let's not bother with all this fancy kneeling and bowing when we're out together."
Chen Fan grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.
"We've captured the territory! From now on, this fertile land is our domain, the Fire Crows! Tonight, we'll slaughter a cow and have a barbecue—all you can eat!"
A few simple words instantly ignited the passion of all the veterans. The honest men grinned widely, their eyes red, and loudly agreed.
After cleaning up the mess, the short, stout priest trotted up to us like a lapdog, his back bent so low it was almost touching his knees.