Battling an Eighth-Order
The black Fiends surged and gathered, transforming into a monstrous storm of yin winds, as if the entire sky had collapsed. Countless birds and beasts in the mountains and forests didn't even have time to cry out before they were instantly crushed into a cloud of blood foam by that violent pressure.
"Eight... Eighth-Order Celestial Phenomenon?!"
The short, stout priest rolled his eyes and collapsed onto the muddy ground with a thud, his entire body trembling violently.
At the forefront of the rolling black clouds, a terrifying figure, surrounded by dozens of malevolent Black Pythons, strode swiftly through the air, followed by hundreds of Black Fiend Guards riding black Anomalous Beasts, exuding murderous intent.
The Void surrounding the entire Blackstone Mountains has been completely sealed off by the raging black demons, so much so that not even a fly can escape.
Run?
If you try to run away now, you'll be the first person they'll use as a live target to be crushed!
"My God! This isn't a settlement meeting, this is a massacre of the entire city!"
The short, stout priest's face turned as green as a bitter gourd. He scrambled out of the mud pit, nearly pulling his pants off, then turned and ran for his life toward the gate of the Fire Crow Tribe's stronghold.
Inside the temporary stronghold of the Fire Crow Tribe.
After settling the old miner with the broken bone into a dry and warm stone house, Chen Fan fed him a drop of his own Qi and Blood to help him mend the broken bone before walking to the bluestone steps at the entrance of the village and sitting down.
He held the rough bone knife in his hand, found a whetstone, and slowly began to scrape it, producing a rhythmic swishing sound.
Sunlight filtered through the sparse clouds and fell on his youthful face, where he looked relaxed and content.
Bang!
The wooden fence inside the village gate was violently smashed open.
"Chief! Help! The sky is falling! It's a huge collapse!"
The short, stout priest tumbled and crawled in, sliding several meters through the mud before kneeling and prostrating himself at the foot of the steps beside Chen Fan, tears streaming down his face, his voice louder than a wild beast.
Chen Fan stopped what he was doing, looked down, and examined the round, fleshy ball in front of him.
The fat man's once-large priest's robe was now torn in several places by thorns, and his entire body was covered in burrs and mud from the back mountain. His bulging storage ring was still glowing with a faint spiritual light.
A faint smile curved Chen Fan's lips, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.
"Hey, isn't this the steward who went to inspect the secret passage in the back mountain? How come you've rolled back covered in grass? I thought you'd gotten lost hundreds of miles away."
The fat on the short, stout priest's face twitched violently, and his expression froze instantly.
You've been seen through!
The leader's eyes clearly showed that he already knew he had gone to the back mountain to scout ahead and was planning to slip away!
Cold sweat instantly streamed down his spine. The fat man's mind raced. The next moment, he shook his head violently, pounding his chest, and cried out loudly, his neck stiff:
"My lord, please understand! This old servant was merely scouting the enemy's position in the back mountains! I was born a member of the Fire Crow Tribe, and I will die a vengeful ghost of the Fire Crow Tribe! Even if the King of Hell from the Profound Nether Main City were to come, this old servant would never retreat a single step! I swear to live and die with my lord!"
That shout was so passionate and loyal that Chen Fan almost believed it if it weren't for a spirit stone that had fallen out of his pocket.
"Okay, stop howling, your ears hurt."
Chen Fan couldn't help but chuckle and kicked the fat man's round belly with his toe.
"Get up. With your size, you'd be nothing but wolf food if you ran out."
The short, stout priest quickly scrambled to his feet, hunching his shoulders and chuckling awkwardly.
"Our leader is wise! Our leader is mighty!"
"Lead everyone to retreat into the stone fortress cellar at the rear, and activate all defensive totems."
Chen Fan put away the bone knife, dusted off the stone fragments from his robes, and slowly stood up.
He stretched, his joints cracking like popping beans, and his dark, deep eyes flashed with youthful exuberance and a deeply concealed coldness.
"I'll take care of the trash in the sky."
Rumble!
As soon as the words were spoken, the sky above Dazhai turned completely into darkness.
The raging Eighth-Order black demon storm crashed heavily against the defensive barrier of the stronghold. The sturdy black iron wooden fence shattered and exploded inch by inch in an instant, and the entire mountain shook violently, with rolling stones falling like rain.
Hundreds of Black Fiend Guards were suspended in mid-air like a black tide, their chilling aura causing the vegetation within a radius of several miles to wither and die.
At the very core, the Ancestor Wusha stood with his hands behind his back, his aged and withered face full of ferocity, looking down at the dilapidated barbarian village below, his voice turning into rolling thunder that shattered the surrounding area.
"You barbarians of the Great Wilderness, how dare you defy the might of my Black Fiend Gate!"
"Where is that little beast who killed Duan Heavenly Wolf? Come out and face your death!"
A terrifying sonic boom, carrying the pressure of Eighth-Order Divine Soul, descended upon the village, causing the Fire Crow Tribe inside to turn pale and their Qi and Blood to surge.
Just then, a slender figure slowly stepped out of the dilapidated village gate.
Chen Fan raised his head expressionlessly, looked at the imposing old man in mid-air, and picked at his ear.
"Shouting so loudly, are you in a hurry to be reincarnated?"
"Um?"
Ancestor Wusha's eyes narrowed, and ferocious black flames exploded in his pupils.
He had assumed that the one who killed Duan Heavenly Wolf would be some ancient immortal who had lived for hundreds of years, or Demon King had lived in seclusion in the Black Wilderness. But he never expected that the one who came out would be a mere boy who was only a little over ten years old!
"What an arrogant and ignorant brat!"
The Ancestor Wusha laughed in extreme anger, his withered claws slowly emerging from his black robe. The overwhelming evil energy condensed into a gigantic, pitch-black demonic claw, hundreds of feet long, obscuring half the sky.
"I will drain your Divine Soul and refine it into a heavenly lamp for three hundred years!"
Facing the demonic claws that could destroy an entire mountain, Chen Fan did not flinch and took a deep breath.
Boom!
The two Totem Powers within his body merged instantly, Life-and-Death Millstone in the Miniature Divine Kingdom trembled violently, as a vast and boundless gray Qi and Blood shot straight into the sky!
"Old man, you talk too much nonsense!"
The ground beneath Chen Fan's feet collapsed into a hundred-foot-deep pit, and he rose up from the ground, transforming into a gray streak of Stream of Light that tore through the darkness. His fist, carrying the immense power of yin and yang intertwined Yin-Yang water and fire, shot straight into the sky!
In the sky, a massive black demonic claw slammed down with a ferocious power that could crush the Void, while below, the boy's heavy fist shot upwards like a meteor. The two world-destroying forces collided violently in the center of the Void!
In mid-air, a colossal black demon claw, hundreds of feet long, blocked out the light of day. Thick, viscous, and deadly aura swirled around its fingertips, resembling a black demonic mountain collapsing down, causing the entire Blackstone Mountain's rock layers to groan under its unbearable weight.
However, that gray fist aura that shot upwards against the sky, though only the size of the boy's fist, stirred up a powerful roar that could tear the heavens and the earth apart!
Boom!
The two extreme moves collided fiercely in mid-air!
At the point of impact, an extremely intense gray-black gale instantly exploded, and the shockwave swept in all directions like a tsunami that had burst its banks. Boulders weighing thousands of kilograms along the way were shredded into dust by the airflow, and the rolling dark clouds in the sky were forcibly torn apart, creating a huge hole several miles in circumference.