The Heaven Shaking Sacred Ape's face was filled with horror. As he retreated, demon power surged, swiftly stitching his severed body back together.
At the same time, the great staff in his hand swept toward the direction where the wings had vanished, but it struck nothing but air.
"Die!"
Wei Fan's voice, as though it had risen from hell itself, sounded by the Heaven Shaking Sacred Ape's ear. A pair of blade-sharp wings cleaved down upon him, splitting the Heaven Shaking Sacred Ape from head to toe in a single stroke.
Scalding blood splashed everywhere. The demon body that had glowed with golden light instantly dimmed, and its ocean-like demon power collapsed with a boom, cracking the heavens.
"Brother Yuan..."
"Damn it! You've killed another Demon Saint of my clan!"
Only two moves had been exchanged, yet the Heaven Shaking Sacred Ape at Perfection Dharma Form—whose kind could become Saints upon reaching adulthood—had been slain, as helpless as a chicken or dog before the slaughter. Every Demon Saint felt a chill run through their bodies, their minds trembling.
Such ferocity was beyond description. He had only just broken through to the Spirit Infusion Realm; if he truly became an Emperor, who in heaven and earth could stand against him?
Slain Heaven Shaking Sacred Ape, obtained 500,000 years of Ordinary Cultivation Power, 5,000 years of Martial Saint Power
Ordinary Cultivation Power: 1.39 million years
Martial Saint Power: 12,000 years
"Trash. You're nowhere near enough for me to kill. You want to kill me, Wei Fan? Is this all you've got?"
Bathed in demon blood, Wei Fan charged through. As his willpower swept out, he stored the Heaven Shaking Sacred Ape's corpse in his storage gourd, his surging aura sweeping across the nine heavens and ten lands.
All the human powerhouses were