Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting-Chapter 112 - 73: Young Master Bai Xiang, Golden Bell Subdues the Evil God—Do They Really Take Me for Great Medicine? (2)

Chapter 112: Chapter 73: Young Master Bai Xiang, Golden Bell Subdues the Evil God—Do They Really Take Me for Great Medicine? (2)

"Why are you still standing here? Go quickly!"

Situ Ying warned Li Fengyi and Su Xuerong, exuding a powerful aura, and followed Li Chuyang, charging out behind Zhang Xianlong.

Li Fengyi reluctantly glanced at Wei Fan, then immediately grabbed Su Xuerong and dashed towards Dingyang Town.

"Old ghost, take your own flesh shell!"

Hu Celestial and Hu Zhao let out a low shout, following the three demon fiends led by Young Master Bai Xiang, and immediately engaged in battle with Situ Ying and Zhang Xianlong.

Black smoke filled the sky like a tidal wave, and the Evil Ancestor God’s eyes emitted a terrifying red glow.

He had long been eager to acquire the horizontally trained innate flesh shell. Seeing Situ Ying and others being entangled by Young Master Bai Xiang’s group, he immediately surged towards Wei Fan, enveloped in a massive wave of evil qi.

[Evil Spirits: Primordial Demon Second Grade, devours human souls, nurtures humans as food]

[Slay it to gain 800 years of power]

"One side is using me as bait to catch big fish, and the other side is using the plan as expected for an ambush. Can anyone ask for my opinion?"

Under Wei Fan’s calm expression, Sword Intent surged violently, like a volcano about to erupt.

The Evil Ancestor God approached in the blink of an eye, wrapped in overwhelming evil qi, which sapped all vitality, causing plants and trees to wither rapidly as it passed.

"Devour your soul, occupy your flesh shell, then I can eat, sleep, and indulge in women!"

Staring at the flesh shell close at hand, the Evil Ancestor God’s eyes were filled with greed.

These beings had no flesh or blood, and their sole desire was slaughter and absorbing human souls to grow stronger, as only by consuming massive amounts of souls could they rapidly strengthen and develop flesh.

He could control his desire for slaughter hundreds of years ago, choosing instead to become a god protecting Ding Family Village out of a desire for flesh rather than benevolence.

Clang!

The Celestial Crystal Saber was drawn, falling into Wei Fan’s hand.

With a saber in hand, the surging Sword Intent could no longer be restrained, erupting like a volcanic explosion.

Simultaneously, driven by Sword Intent, his 240 acupoints and the Supreme True Qi within his dantian stirred like a placid lake churning into towering waves, with 2,500 years of True Qi madly surging outward.

[Soul-Slaying Demon-slaying Saber (Perfection)]

[Current Power Level: 33 years]

Glancing sidelong, a hint of anticipation flashed in Wei Fan’s eyes. With 200 years of power, he had cultivated the Soul-Slaying Demon-slaying Saber to perfection.

Under the complete legacy of Saber Technique, his Sword Intent had also reached the Perfection Realm.

"Soul Destruction Technique!"

Facing the Evil Ancestor God, Wei Fan immediately unleashed the Soul-Slaying Demon-slaying Saber’s most intense Soul Destruction Technique.

He gripped the Celestial Crystal Saber with both hands, and as Supreme True Qi flooded in, the blade emitted a buzzing tremor.

The lingering destructive Sword Intent had long been nurtured in his heart, and he abruptly unleashed it.

A massive purple Sword Aura flashed and vanished, instantly slicing into the black smoke, where the Sword Intent annihilated everything. The smoke shrank and then split into two before explosively scattering in both directions.

"Aow..."

"Aow..."

Heart-wrenching cries echoed from the two halves of black fog, as if there were two Evil Spirits.

"Damn, Perfection Saber Intent!"

The Evil Ancestor God’s voice was filled with terror.

He already held in high regard a horizontally trained innate prodigy, knowing that Supreme True Qi could neutralize his evil qi, so he didn’t underestimate Wei Fan in any way; he had attacked with full force.

Who would have thought Wei Fan was even more formidable than Hu Zhao had described, not only being horizontally trained and innate but also achieving Sword Intent Perfection in the Acupoint Realm.

The two halves of black qi soared into the air and recombined, but their scale was much smaller than before. At the center, the Evil Ancestor God appeared even more translucent.

"Weren’t you going to devour my soul and seize my flesh shell? How come after just one strike you can’t take it?"

Wei Fan’s indifferent voice resonated in the Evil Ancestor God’s ears.

He had already leaped into the air, resolutely charging into the black qi again, and the purple saber light sliced the Evil Ancestor God in half as if cutting through tofu.

With Sword Intent protecting his body and a Golden Bell hidden beneath his skin, the evil qi that could drain all life was powerless against him. Instead, it was swiftly vanquished by his Perfection Saber Intent, causing the evil qi to dwindle.

"I’ll fight you to the death!"

The Evil Ancestor God’s body which was cut in two fused once again, his eyes filled with madness.

Having lingered for hundreds of years in Dingyang Town like Hu Zhao had said, he had long gone insane.

His ethereal figure no longer controlled the evil qi and transformed into a stream of light, directly charging toward Wei Fan’s forehead. As long as he could enter Wei Fan’s body, he would only face Wei Fan’s Sword Intent, not the joint onslaught of Supreme True Qi and Sword Intent.

And Sword Intent was merely a manipulation of the heart spirit; as an Evil Spirit, his formidable strength lay in his heart spirit.

As long as he could seize a horizontally trained innate flesh shell, abandoning centuries of accumulated evil qi was inconsequential because obtaining the flesh shell meant such things would be irrelevant.

"Something’s wrong!"

Sensing Wei Fan’s forehead almost within reach, he suddenly realized there was no panic on Wei Fan’s face; instead, there was a faint, unreadable smile on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, he saw golden light flashing in the black qi, and a small bell the size of a fist emerged from Wei Fan’s forehead.

Before he could react, he plunged into the small bell.

Clang!

The Golden Bell vibrated, roaring like a tiger and chanting like a dragon,

"What is this? Ah..."

After a single cry of terror, a puff of smoke akin to fine dust fell from the bell and dispersed in the wind!

[Slain Evil Spirit, gained 800 years of power]

[Current Power Level: 833 years]