Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting-Chapter 41: Power of Earth

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Chapter 41: Chapter 41: Power of Earth

[Bear Demon: Fourth Grade of the True Realm, possesses divine power, commander of Yun City’s demon fiends]

[Killing it can grant 160 years of power]

Wei Fan’s gaze slightly narrowed; this Old Bear is indeed extraordinary.

The True Realm of demon fiends is also divided into nine grades. The first to third grades count as a small realm, while fourth to sixth grades are another realm.

Some demon fiends have no potential, and for their whole lives, they can only reach the Third Grade of the True Realm. Becoming a Fourth Grade demon fiend indicates that Old Bear is different from other demon fiends.

Moreover, on his information panel, it is marked "possesses divine power."

"Here to watch the fight? Then please step back a bit!"

Old Bear was still a bit worried that Wei Fan would join forces with Ning Xuan and others to ambush him. He was a person of principle, but he didn’t know whether Wei Fan was as well. To be safe, it was better to have Ning Xuan and the others retreat, just in case he had to deal with an ambush.

Hu Qing and Zhou Qi could be dismissed, but he could sense that the three with Ning Xuan were acupoint martial artists. If they teamed up with Wei Fan, it would certainly be overwhelming.

"You all step back!"

Wei Fan spoke, and Ning Xuan, Su Xuerong, and the others quickly retreated a hundred meters away.

"You are indeed a person of principle!"

Old Bear stood up from the boulder, his mountain-like body emitting an immense pressure that whipped up a fierce wind around him.

He looked down at Wei Fan from the boulder: "I don’t wish to provoke you, but the demon fiends of Yun City have always been under my restraint, not allowed to recklessly devour humans. We’ve also coexisted peacefully with the Yun City Government Office.

Now that the Tiger King and Huang Daxian have been slain by you, as the leader, I have no choice but to step forward."

Actually, he still had more to say.

Wei Fan grew rapidly, and when killing demon fiends, he seemed no different from those fierce people from the Demon Suppression Bureau. Just starting to reveal his prowess, he already eradicated the Fierce Tiger Gang and E Shen Bang, and also beheaded Huang Daxian.

Yesterday, there was even talk that Wei Fan was daring enough to ignore the City Lord’s orders, only taking action after the City Lord was killed by evil spirits.

With such a personality, sooner or later, Wei Fan would uproot the forces in Yun City controlled by demon fiends, then proceed to slay the nearby demon fiends.

Among those nearby demon fiends was naturally him.

So rather than waiting for Wei Fan to come to him, it was better to resolve Wei Fan before he fully matured.

If he loses, only he would die, but he has already arranged for the other demon fiends; if he dies, they will immediately flee Yun City.

If Wei Fan loses, then Yun City will revert to its previous state.

As long as Wei Fan, the Killing God, no longer meddled in Yun City’s demon fiend affairs, it wouldn’t be hard to return to normal.

Even if a new City Lord comes, at most, they would only target those Initial Realm little demons, not coming for high-grade True Realm Great Demons like them.

Wei Fan looked expressionless: "You don’t need to explain. Even if you didn’t come to find me today, sooner or later I would come to slaughter you; it’s just happening a bit earlier."

"Come on, I’m out of power; let me unleash some power."

Old Bear’s eyes flashed with anger: "Young man, how arrogant. Let me see what makes you, a True Qi Realm person, have the courage to speak such words."

His two hind legs kicked off the boulder, which exploded with a rumble.

In an instant, he shot towards Wei Fan like a cannonball, the massive body cutting through the air, causing a terrifying howl.

"Acting all dignified, why stop now?"

With a boom, Wei Fan’s figure instantly soared a foot high, his skin gleaming like metal.

Though not as enormous as Old Bear, in momentum, he was no less intimidating.

Giant Bear Palm!

Wei Fan shattered the ground with three steps, then delivered a palm strike to the soaring Old Bear.

With the support of the Giant Bear True Intent, this palm strike was like a raging tidal wave, even obliterating the air, instantly kicking up a cloud of dust around them.

"Brave enough to take me on in physical combat!"

Seeing that Wei Fan didn’t use his Protective True Qi or the blade on his body, instead choosing to match him with bare palms, Old Bear’s eyes glinted with cold light.

He was a black bear who achieved essence; even before essence, he was renowned for his strength. After gaining intelligence, he focused solely on the path of power.

A martial artist competing with him in physical prowess was an undeniable provocation.

Just like a prayer mat, his massive bear palm collided with Wei Fan’s hand.

The next moment, his bear paw met Wei Fan’s palm in a roaring clash.

In mid-air, Old Bear showed a look of astonishment, feeling as if he had struck a cliff, his charging form stopping mid-air, unable to advance further.

It was like an ant lifting an elephant; he was being held out in mid-air by Wei Fan’s single hand, the dense bear paw pulsing with pain.

"Is this your divine power? Your strength is merely around a hundred thousand pounds!"

Seeing Wei Fan’s eyes filled with disappointment, seemingly unimpressed with his performance.

"You brat!" Enraged, Old Bear’s whole body trembled, attempting to break Wei Fan’s arm.

But in the next moment, Wei Fan exhaled and struck with his other hand, making Old Bear feel a fresh pang of pain as his body flew back, shattering the ground with cracks.

"Clearly lacks an extreme aura; he is not a Body Refining expert!"

The Reception Envoy’s heart quivered, confirming Wei Fan’s training in Horizontal Cultivation of Innate.

Though he hadn’t seen the Supreme True Qi, the current display was enough; aside from Horizontal Cultivation of Innate, no one could possess such terrifying physical divine power.

"Damn it, my power cannot lose to a mere martial artist!"

Old Bear let out a roar, smashing his bear paws into the ground, standing up amidst a burst of dust.

He looked up, finding Wei Fan already racing towards him again, striking once more.

"Let me show you what true divine power is!"

Old Bear stomped the ground, emitting an earthy yellow glow, as if something invisible was entering his body from the ground.

In an instant, his body swelled, his aura becoming even more ferocious.

His palms, as wide as basins, crashed down towards Wei Fan.

Boom!

Wei Fan was sent flying; this time, it was his turn to be knocked back, blood churning in turbulence.

"Alright! Now that’s interesting!"

His agile body shifted in mid-air, stabilizing himself before leaping again.

"Such a formidable physique!"

Old Bear drew a sharp breath; only he knew how much force he had used with that strike, confident it could crush a small mountain.

Yet although he knocked Wei Fan away, Wei Fan wasn’t harmed, appearing even more vigorous and energetic.

"Your strength is already inferior to mine; show all your tricks!"

Old Bear moved around, causing tremors in the ground, as strands of earthy yellow light kept merging into his body.

"Wei Fan, don’t hold back. This beast has mastered the Power of Earth; the longer it drags on, the stronger he becomes!"

The Reception Envoy shouted.

He knew Wei Fan had more to reveal, like his Supreme True Qi of Horizontal Cultivation of Innate, and killer moves like Dragon Roar Heaven-Shattering Finger.

"I have many techniques; I just fear you’ll have no life to see them all. Using Giant Bear Palm on a real bear like you indeed seems a bit lacking!"

A roaring sound came from Wei Fan’s body, as if a river was overflowing inside him.

In the next second, a purple light flashed in the air as he rapidly approached the giant bear, his five fingers emitting sharp wails as they clawed into the bear’s body.

With Supreme True Qi driving the Dragon Roar Heaven-Shattering Finger!

With just a swoosh, his five fingers, like sharp knives, dug into Old Bear’s iron-hard body, raising a spray of blood.