"This can't go on!"
Wei Fan looked up at the starry sky. He could not ignore the lives of the Human Race just to gather cultivation power.
For countless ages, although the Human Race had held back the demons and devils, their overall strength had always been weaker. If this dragged on, the number of deaths would be impossible to calculate. To end this war, the best way was still to slaughter a few Demon Emperors.
Once the Demon Emperors retreated, the ordinary demons and devils would naturally no longer dare attack the Human Race.
Now that he had become an Emperor, his true opponents were still the demons and devils. Unless the Demon Emperors died, no matter how many low-level demons and devils he killed, the Human Race's crisis would not be lifted.
Ordinary Cultivation Power: 178 million years Martial Emperor Cultivation Power: None
Wei Fan glanced at the panel, then hesitated no longer. He shot into the sky and charged toward the stars.
However, this place was far from where the Emperor-level experts were fighting. Even at a speed of tens of thousands of miles in an instant, he could not reach that battlefield anytime soon.
At that moment, all kinds of insights flooded his mind—the Nine Heavens Kunpeng Body, Yin Yang Chaotic Blade, Earth Emperor Fist, and Five Emperors Fist.
As vast amounts of Ordinary Cultivation Power were added, his Dao grew without pause. The mark of the Eternal True Art crackled with lightning and thunder, correcting the innate formation born within his flesh after he became an Emperor.
At the same time, above his Primordial Spirit, the Human Emperor Divine Armor, Mysterious Yellow Cauldron, Tiger Soul Saber, and Dragon Sunset Bow were tempered by the power of his will and the power of the