Chapter 383: Catch a Turtle for a Tonic
In Yunjin City, a King Wu took out a communication token and swiftly transmitted news of what had happened there.
Before long, intelligence about Wei Fan appearing in Yunjin City, killing twelve Demon Kings including the Golden Qilin Crocodile, and counter-killing a Black Nether Assassin landed on the desks of major powers throughout Beiding Continent.
For a time, the news shook countless people. Some even used the term half-step Martial Saint to describe Wei Fan's astonishing strength.
"Another Black Nether Assassin is dead!"
At Zhilan Sect, Sun Tao's scalp tingled. Wei Fan's growth had been advancing by leaps and bounds—within less than three months, he had risen from the Martial King Second Layer to the Martial King Ninth Layer.
His guts had turned green with regret. He regretted being overly cautious that day and failing to use everything he had to keep Wei Fan behind.
Now, even if he led every King Wu of Zhilan Sect down the mountain, it would be difficult to pose any threat to Wei Fan. Moreover, after Wei Fan's successive killings, Zhilan Sect did not have many King Wus left.
Even Zhilan Sect's Sacred Weapon would not be enough, because he knew Wei Fan also possessed a Sacred Weapon. No matter how many King Wus they brought down the mountain, it would not be enough for Wei Fan to kill.
Now, they either had to wait for the Martial Saints who had entered the Wasteland to return and deal with Wei Fan, or increase the bounty further and have Black Nether send a stronger assassin.
"The Sacred Weapon cannot be lost. We must retrieve it as soon as possible!"
No one knew when Zhilan Sect's Martial Saint would return. So many forces wanted Wei Fan dead; if