Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

Chapter 528 - 310: Hit a Hard Wall, Holy Soldier Attack

In the firmament, blood flared continuously; Hou Zhijie was almost beaten to a sieve, with many blood holes piercing through his body.

Even before Wei Fan’s palm hit him, he was already half-dead.

"How is this possible..."

"Who is this young man, how can he be so terrifying? That’s Hou Zhijie, a core disciple of the Zilan Sect, a genius who broke through to the Martial King level in his thirties, yet he is so easily defeated by him."

"I’ve seen those renowned demons from the Beiding Continent, but when did such a person appear? Could he be a formidable figure from another place?"

"Such a peerless demon, it’s no wonder he dares to kill the patrols of Zilan City. Such a person must have an immense background, with no need to fear just a core disciple of the Zilan Sect."

"The Zilan Sect has always been domineering; this time, it seems they have hit a hard wall!"

...

The surrounding spectators all revealed expressions of shock. They thought they would witness a battle of equals, only to see a completely one-sided crush.

Hou Zhijie, a core disciple of the Zilan Sect, was almost slapped to death by an unknown young man; with just a casual palm, he shattered the Zilan Sect’s determined Void Sword Condensation Technique.

Both were at the Martial King Second Layer, but Hou Zhijie under Wei Fan’s hand was like an ant, and it was evident that Wei Fan did not even exert his full strength, it was just a casual strike.

Now everyone was curious about Wei Fan’s identity; such a person could not possibly be nameless, speculating he probably didn’t belong to the Beiding Continent.

"He’s already understood his own Martial Arts through the Scripture of the Three Emperors, and has completed his cultivation transformation," Feng Hua said with a face full of incredulity.

She knew Wei Fan had already read the Scripture of the Three Emperors, but she didn’t expect Wei Fan to have already comprehended a Heart Method from it.

Although she hadn’t been in contact with Wei Fan for long, she knew roughly what level Wei Fan’s combat power was at. When Wei Fan fought Hou Zhijie, she wasn’t worried Wei Fan would lose, but it shouldn’t have been so effortlessly to defeat Hou Zhijie.

The only explanation was that Wei Fan had comprehended something from the Scripture of the Three Emperors and discarded his previous Guangling Martial Arts Manual.

"Truly a demon!"

She was also a prodigy, yet she was still taken aback by Wei Fan.

It hasn’t been long since he emerged from the Wilderness, and while raising his cultivation from Martial King First Layer to Second Layer, he had already comprehended something from the Scripture of the Three Emperors, and had finished cultivating it, replacing his power.

If it weren’t for her bringing Wei Fan out of the Wilderness, she wouldn’t believe he was someone from the Land of Dao Collapse.

"Who... who exactly are you?"

Hou Zhijie’s face was full of fear, his body riddled with blood holes, yet such injuries, though severe, were not fatal so long as his Primordial Spirit remained.

He was almost scared to death; others only saw Wei Fan nearly slapping him to death, without knowing the kind of pressure he was truly under right now.

Both were at Martial King Second Layer, and he never thought someone could crush him to this extent. Even some Saint Sons from the Holy Land didn’t possess such terrifying combat power.

His face was pallid, and his body retreated swiftly, wanting only to distance himself from this horrifying demon in front of him.

"You’ve repeatedly targeted me, tried to kill me, yet you don’t know who I am?"

Wei Fan’s expression was indifferent, never leaving his side.

He hadn’t even used a Martial Technique, afraid that one move might just kill Hou Zhijie.

Boom!

He operated the Flowing Clouds and Clear Wind Step, with a single step he caught up to Hou Zhijie, then grabbed him by the neck.

"I am a core disciple of the Zilan Sect, let go of me, or you won’t leave here today!"

Hou Zhijie’s face instantly turned deathly pale, the posture in front of him filled him with shame and resentment, but Wei Fan’s hand was like a mountain, suppressing all his power, unable to move.

"You’re just another piece of trash relying on the Sect’s prestige. Do you also think, like those just now, that I dare not kill you?

Tell me why you’re constantly targeting me, and I might spare your life, otherwise, I’ll just have to perform a Soul Search."

Wei Fan didn’t immediately perform a Soul Search on Hou Zhijie, disciples of such major sects usually had restrictions in their Primordial Spirits, making a Soul Search nearly impossible.

"You dare!" Hou Zhijie’s voice was filled with sternness.

"It seems you don’t want to speak?" Wei Fan’s eyes became icy as he clasped his fingers on Hou Zhijie’s head: "Last chance, tell me who you’re working for, or you know the consequences of a Soul Search!"

Hou Zhijie’s face fluctuated, showing fear, as if he wanted to speak but dared not.

"Seems like you’re just a small fry, I’ll have to find out myself!"

Wei Fan’s expression was indifferent, his Will Power stormed like a tempest into Hou Zhijie’s mind. He knew it was likely improbable to extract anything useful, but he had to try, and certainly wouldn’t spare Hou Zhijie.

"Outrageous!"

Suddenly, a loud roar echoed from afar within Zilan City, like thunder, knocking several onlookers from the heavens.

Boom!

A majestic figure, like a Great Sun, soared from the center of Zilan City, emitting thousands of rays of light, followed by a terrifying giant hand nearly tearing the firmament, reaching towards Wei Fan.

"Dare to harm my Zilan Sect disciple?"

In an instant, terrifying waves surged, evaporating the entire Yun City in the skies, revealing a clear blue sky.

"Handle the small ones and the bigger ones come?"

Wei Fan’s expression was icy, this was at least a powerhouse above Martial King Seventh or Eighth Layer, how strong exactly he couldn’t tell, as it was his first time encountering such a high-level expert.

"This is the territory of my Zilan Sect. Do you think you can just kill whomever you want?" Feeling rejuvenated, Hou Zhijie’s expression turned arrogant.

Now Wei Fan faces two choices, continue to soul search Hou Zhijie, kill Hou Zhijie, and then he himself would be caught and killed.

The second is to let Hou Zhijie go and immediately escape.

Although he crushed Hou Zhijie, he absolutely cannot compete with the powerhouse of Zilan Sect.

"Leave this person to me, focus on your own matters!"

Feng Hua appeared silently beside Wei Fan, her hair dancing chaotically, a terrifying aura rising from her body.

She doesn’t intend to stand by idly. Although it hasn’t been proven yet, this incident must have originated because of her, and she also has been simmering with anger, wanting to know exactly who is targeting Wei Fan because of her.

"Alright!"

Wei Fan nodded, not saying much more, focusing on continuing to use the Secret Technique to soul search Hou Zhijie. He could pull out the Holy Soldier to slaughter the powerhouse of Zilan Sect, or summon the Human Emperor Bell.

But since Feng Hua wants to take action, he sees no need to show off.

After leaving the Wilderness, Feng Hua had already recovered to Martial King Seventh Layer cultivation, not much weaker than this powerhouse of Zilan Sect.

"It turns out he also has strong allies by his side, it seems Zilan Sect cannot manage him!"

"Only Martial King Seventh Layer, even if this woman can defeat the powerhouse of Zilan Sect, can she defeat everyone in Zilan Sect?"

"Still intending to go head-to-head with Zilan Sect, not escaping quickly, aren’t they afraid of provoking the Martial Saints of Zilan Sect?"

"Currently, the Demon Saints and Martial Saints of Beiding Continent have entered the Wilderness, the Martial Saints of Zilan Sect may not still be in Zilan Sect!"

...

The aura on Feng Hua’s body made all the onlookers excited, the crowd was mostly inclined towards Wei Fan, hoping he wouldn’t get into trouble.

The Holy Sect stands high above, already disliked by Jianghu people, coupled with today’s events, when Wei Fan was fighting demons for the human race and was deliberately targeted by Zilan Sect people, it made everyone dislike Zilan Sect even more.

Feng Hua’s aura was captivating, light swirling around her, the aura of Martial King Seventh Layer erupted like a volcano, fully unleashed.

Bang!

Facing the incoming giant hand, she raised her hands and pushed away with a flat palm, instantly causing heaven and earth to quake, storm clouds surging.

The enormous sound was deafening, the sky seemed to be split by a lightning bolt.

Wei Fan, holding Hou Zhijie single-handedly, couldn’t help but retreat, avoiding the ripple of Feng Hua’s power.

"Boom..."

Amidst everyone’s shock, the incoming giant hand shattered on the spot, exploding from within with an overwhelming force, flesh splattering, and a torrential blood shower fell from the sky.

The Zilan Sect expert who sent out the giant hand let out a miserable cry, covering half a severed arm while flying across the void, his face full of horror.

"This woman is so strong, who is she?"

"Again, a one-hit wonder, is Zilan Sect reputedly not as strong as said? This is too embarrassing for the Holy Sect, being repeatedly crushed by unknowns."

"It’s not that Zilan Sect’s experts are weak, but that man and this woman are extraordinary demons, invincible in their own tier, Zilan Sect crashed into a hard spot."

...

Everyone showed shock, not expecting Feng Hua and Wei Fan both to possess invincible aura in their tier.

"The Demon-Suppressing Hand Seal of Zilan Sect, didn’t expect it could be broken this way."

"That’s the City Lord of Zilan City, who was a famous genius in his youth, didn’t expect him to be so easily defeated by this woman."

"The City Lord of Zilan City with Martial King Seventh Layer is easily defeated, will Zilan Sect send more experts to intervene?"

The audience grew more excited, sensing that big events were about to occur today.

After defeating the juniors, Zilan Sect brings out the seniors, but now the seniors are also defeated. Will Zilan Sect continue to send experts to uphold their dignity?

The City Lord of Zilan City with Martial King Seventh Layer is easily defeated. To uphold their dignity, either a Martial Saint must act, or the Holy Soldier must be deployed.

But regardless of deploying the Holy Soldier or the Martial Saint, as long as Wei Fan and Feng Hua are not captured, Zilan Sect’s face will be lost today.

But could such two extraordinary young individuals not have a background? Would Zilan Sect dare to ruthlessly kill? If both are disciples of the Holy Sect, killing them would result in a Holy Sect war.

"No..."

At this moment, Hou Zhijie let out a discontented wail, his head bursting like a watermelon.

Wei Fan triggered the restriction in his Primordial Spirit, causing it to explode on the spot, brain matter splattering.

"As expected, nothing can be retrieved!"

He casually tossed Hou Zhijie’s corpse down from the sky, creating a large crater on the ground.

"How dare you kill a disciple of Zilan Sect!"

A loud shout came from afar, in the sky like an ocean rolling, scattering endless Yun City, revealing a powerhouse with Martial King Ninth Layer.

He held a long spear in his hand, which he had already activated, emitting a terrifying Holy Soldier’s aura.

"That’s the Grand Elder of Zilan Sect, he’s wielded the Holy Soldier!"

Someone exclaimed, pale-faced, not expecting Zilan Sect to actually deploy the Holy Soldier outside Zilan City, regardless of the potential catastrophic consequences.