Free Web NovelChapter 342: Drought Demon
As the sword spirit surged on the Feng Ling Sword, streaks of purple and white energy continuously intertwined and moved across the Feng Ling Sword.
Wang Yufan looked at the black and white stream of light attacking from above, unleashed a direct sword strike with the Feng Ling Sword in his hand, and the purple and white colors intertwined, then transformed into a sword light that shot towards the attack of the Drought Demon.
When the Drought Demon saw this, the eyes under his bamboo hat narrowed slightly; at this moment, his power had already collided with Wang Yufan’s power.
With a loud ’boom,’ the two attacks collided.
Huge energy waves continuously surged in all directions.
Emperor Huang Wuji, sitting in the Imperial Family area, loudly exclaimed, "Not good, this barrier is about to break!"
After speaking, his figure immediately vanished from his seat.
When he reappeared, he was already above Wang Yufan and the Drought Demon, and the power of the Yuandao Realm directly erupted, but his target was not Wang Yufan and the Drought Demon.
The energy waves from Wang Yufan’s and the Drought Demon’s attacks struck the barrier.
"Crack, crack, crack!" The barrier began to shatter continuously.
At this moment, Emperor Huang Wuji, in the sky, continuously formed hand seals and struck them downwards.
The shattering barrier slowly began to repair itself once more.
"The commotion from these two’s battle is too great! Even the formation set up by the Mingyue Empire couldn’t hold it, and the Emperor had to personally reinforce it."
"Yes, these two are too terrifying.
If it weren’t for the Emperor, I’m afraid all of us spectators would have been affected."
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While everyone was discussing, the battle between Wang Yufan and the Drought Demon had just begun.
Wang Yufan saw that after his attack, the Drought Demon only retreated a dozen meters.
"As expected, this guy isn’t that simple.
It’s been a long time since I’ve encountered such an opponent.
Today, let’s fight to our heart’s content."
Wang Yufan thought this, and everything happened in an instant.
Seeing the Drought Demon retreat, Wang Yufan once again made the Feng Ling Sword in his hand disappear and directly performed the Heavenly God Fist.
The huge figure behind Wang Yufan appeared, wearing a purple-gold crown and draped in a dragon robe.
The phantom, following Wang Yufan’s movements, directly threw a punch towards the direction of the Drought Demon.
The Drought Demon’s eyes under his bamboo hat were full of disdain, and in the next moment, the compass in his hand also disappeared.
The Drought Demon channeled all his power into his fingertip, then directly pointed it out.
Terrifying black light burst forth from the Drought Demon’s fingertip, surging towards Wang Yufan’s punch.
After Wang Yufan finished performing the Heavenly God Fist, his figure instantly vanished from his original spot.
The Drought Demon, not far away, narrowed his eyes, and his divine sense spread out in all directions.
"Hmph."
The Drought Demon snorted coldly.
His figure also vanished from his original spot, and the two continuously collided in the air above the arena.
And the power of that earlier finger strike and punch collision exploded with a rumble.
On the spectator stands, everyone’s eyes were wide.
"The combat power of these two is too terrifying.
Is this the battle of the Yuankun Realm?"
Although Wang Yufan’s strength was not explicitly stated by the crowd, everyone knew that to be able to fight a Drought Demon whose strength had reached the Yuankun Realm to this extent, then without a doubt, Wang Yufan’s strength had also reached the Yuankun Realm.
In the VIP section, Shangguan Nan of the Tianyu Divine Sect stared intently at Wang Yufan.
At this moment, he had even overlooked the Drought Demon, whom he had previously thought highly of, and he muttered to himself:
"This young man is truly deeply hidden.
If my Tianyu Divine Sect could gain such a genius, then..."
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Above the arena, the two individuals clashed incessantly, leaving the spectators dumbfounded.
"I never expected this person’s combat power to be so strong. If I don’t use my trump card, I won’t be able to defeat him," Wang Yufan thought repeatedly.
But even as he pondered, Wang Yufan’s sword move once again came at him.
With a "boom," Wang Yufan struck out with his palm, clashing once more with the power unleashed by the Feng Ling Sword in Wang Yufan’s hand.
"What’s wrong? Weren’t you so arrogant just now? Why are you silent now?" Wang Yufan said, attacking all the while, not caring about stirring up trouble.
And Wang Yufan, under his bamboo hat, let out a low growl and said loudly, "You deserve to die. I never thought there’d be someone like you in this Mingyue Empire. I truly underestimated you. But next, let me show you my true strength." After Wang Yufan finished speaking, his large bamboo hat was directly shattered by him.
When his bamboo hat shattered, everyone also saw the face hidden beneath it.
Under the bamboo hat, a face was covered by a black mask, and there were some black patterns on his neck. Those patterns emitted a faint black glow.
"Oh, is this the power you’re going to unleash? I think you should just put your bamboo hat back on," Wang Yufan said.
Hearing Wang Yufan’s words, Wang Yufan snorted coldly and said, "It’s too much of a hindrance, but now I can fight to my heart’s content. You... will definitely lose." After Wang Yufan finished speaking, his hands began to form seals continuously. Three meters in front of Wang Yufan, a huge black vortex spun incessantly.
Wang Yufan, standing not far away, felt a terrifying power slowly emerging from within this black vortex.
And the people sitting in the stands were also discussing incessantly.
"What exactly is that thing in front of Wang Yufan? It hasn’t appeared yet, so why can this power make my heart tremble? Could it be that some monster is about to come out?"
"I don’t know. This power is too terrifying. Look, the thing in front of Wang Yufan has already come out."
At this moment, a black object slowly emerged in front of Wang Yufan, its black patterns continuously flowing. Wang Yufan slowly reached out and directly grabbed the object with black flowing light that emerged from the vortex in front of him.
Following Wang Yufan’s movement, a black battle saber emerged. And a terrifying power emanated from that battle saber.
Sima Chun of the Demon Shadow Divine Sect, sitting in the VIP section, said, "This battle saber has such a strong killing aura, and it’s also filled with dark power."
Hearing Sima Chun’s words, Zhang Dao, who was beside him, also nodded. Shangguan Nan’s expression also changed. Shangguan Nan felt that this young man named Wang Yufan was not that simple. This dark power made Shangguan Nan feel a sense of unease.
And seeing Wang Yufan’s actions, Wang Yufan’s eyebrows twitched. Just as Wang Yufan was pondering, Wang Yufan’s voice came over.
"Kid, didn’t you want to see my true strength? Then I’ll satisfy your desire." After Wang Yufan finished speaking, he directly held the demonic saber in his hand and swung it out.
Wang Yufan could see that the demonic saber’s patterns directly traveled up his arm towards Wang Yufan’s body. As the black patterns entered, Wang Yufan’s Yuankun Realm first-layer cultivation continuously advanced towards the Yuankun Realm second-layer cultivation.
The moment the demonic saber was swung, Wang Yufan’s power also reached the second layer of the Yuankun Realm.
Watching the demonic saber come towards him, Wang Yufan gripped the Feng Ling Sword tightly in his hand. For this move from Wang Yufan, Wang Yufan directly used the middle section of the first layer of the Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword Canon.
A huge purplish-white power surged onto the Feng Ling Sword, and complex sword moves were directly unleashed, striking at the demonic saber’s attack.
Huge waves of combat energy continuously emitted rumbling sounds. The battle between Wang Yufan and Wang Yufan had entered a fierce stage.
And Wang Yufan also felt that this Wang Yufan’s strength was indeed not simple. Coupled with this strange demonic saber, Wang Yufan knew that Wang Yufan’s full power was comparable to the third layer of Yuankun Realm. Wang Yufan knew that if he wanted to defeat this Wang Yufan, he could only use the lower section of the first layer of the Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword Canon.
And Wang Yufan had only roughly comprehended the lower section of the first layer of the Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword Canon and hadn’t used it yet, but now he had no choice. He still had the Chaos Bell and the whisk that old man Bai Shan had given him.
Thinking of this, Wang Yufan’s eyes suddenly lit up. The Feng Ling Sword in his hand disappeared, and a whisk appeared in his hand.
When everyone saw the whisk appear in Wang Yufan’s hand, they discussed animatedly.
"Why did a whisk appear in this young man’s hand? Could it be that he also knows Daoist magic?"
"No way, the most top-tier Daoist magic has long since disappeared. That Daoist sect has long since fallen apart."
Hearing what this person said, everyone thought of a very old sect.
Dao Yi Divine Sect.
There was once such a sect in the Primordial Spirit Realm, specializing in cultivating Daoist magic. Among them, their sect master, Bai Shan, had long since reached the Primordial Ancestor Realm. And this White Mountain Yuanzu was naturally fond of acting alone, and enjoyed collecting martial arts techniques or other valuable items.
However, a thousand years ago, White Mountain Yuanzu suddenly disappeared from the Primordial Spirit Realm. A few hundred years after his disappearance, the Dao Yi Divine Sect no longer produced talented individuals, and the Dao Yi Divine Sect gradually began to decline.
Regarding the mysterious disappearance of White Mountain Yuanzu, there were various theories.
The first theory was that White Mountain Yuanzu might have broken through to the Yuanshi Realm and had already left the Primordial Spirit Realm. The second theory was that White Mountain Yuanzu was secretly killed by other Prime Ancestors because he provoked them.
Although there were various theories, some people still guessed the true cause of White Mountain Yuanzu’s death.
Seeing a whisk appear in Wang Yufan’s hand, Wang Yufan’s brows furrowed slightly, because he felt that this whisk was not simple. Although Wang Yufan had not learned Daoist magic, he just wanted to try how this whisk, which old man Bai Shan had used, performed. After all, he already had the Feng Ling Sword, and he would complete the task Bai Shan had given him when he met Bai Shan’s disciple in the future.
While Wang Yufan was thinking, he directly made his move. The whisk in his hand was swung out, and the terrifying power directly transformed into threads that seemed like sharp swords capable of cutting through everything. As Wang Yufan performed this move, his body also moved rapidly, turning into streaks of afterimages.
Upon seeing Wang Yufan’s whisk attack, Wang Yufan once again swung the battle axe in his hand. After the two forces collided, it turned out to be a draw. Wang Yufan felt that this whisk was good, but it was a pity that he did not have corresponding cultivation methods.
After Wang Yufan put away the whisk, he once again took out the Feng Ling Sword and unleashed the middle section of the first layer of the Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword. As time went on, he became more and more familiar with the Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword.
The two fought from the sky to the ground, but they were both within the barrier set up by Emperor Huang Wuji, so the onlookers were not harmed.
And after fighting with Wang Yufan, Wang Yufan increasingly felt that Wang Yufan’s combat power was not inferior to his own, and it seemed as if he was honing his moves, because Wang Yufan could clearly feel that Wang Yufan’s sword moves were becoming more and more proficient.
And indeed, Wang Yufan became more and more thorough in comprehending the middle section of the first layer of the Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword during his battle with Wang Yufan. Wang Yufan was also slowly integrating the knowledge of the lower section of the Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword’s first layer. Due to the difficulty of the Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword, Wang Yufan could only try to train in such circumstances. This Wang Yufan was indeed the strongest opponent Wang Yufan had encountered so far. Compared to Mo Zhi back then, it was like one was in the heavens and the other was on the ground.
After Wang Yufan’s demonic axe once again chopped down towards Wang Yufan, it made a clever turn and headed towards where Wang Yufan had dodged. And Wang Yufan, relying on his agile footwork, narrowly avoided such a move.
Sima Chun of the Demon Shadow Divine Sect in the VIP section cupped his fists towards Shangguan Nan and said, "The strength of these two young men is very good. I wonder which one you think will win, Lord Shangguan. They are evenly matched." Hearing Sima Chun’s words, Zhang Dao of the Shanhe Sect and Emperor Huang Wuji, who had finished setting up the protective barrier, all perked up their ears to listen to Shangguan Nan’s reply.
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Nan turned his head to look at Sima Chun, smiled, and said, "The talent of these two young men has already surpassed many of their peers. If I really had to choose between the two of them who would win, I would choose the one named Wang Yufan."
And upon hearing Shangguan Nan’s reply, Sima Chun smiled and said, "Then my opinion is different from Lord Shangguan’s. I think that young man named Wang Yufan is stronger. They have been fighting for so long, and Wang Yufan hasn’t been at a disadvantage at all, while that Wang Yufan has been knocked back several times by Wang Yufan’s powerful strength.
So, I think Wang Yufan will win." Hearing Sima Chun’s words, Shangguan Nan smiled and didn’t say anything more to Sima Chun. He knew that no matter what he said, Sima Chun, Zhang Dao, and Emperor Huang Wuji would definitely not believe him, but he was very confident, and he didn’t need to answer. He would let the facts speak for themselves.
Seeing Shangguan Nan’s reaction, Sima Chun knew that Shangguan Nan must be sticking to his own ideas. He really didn’t know why Shangguan Nan, from the Tianyu Divine Sect, couldn’t see such an obvious thing. Did he know that this kid named Wang Yufan still had some hidden cards?
Although he thought this, he did not say it out loud.
"Boom boom boom." The battle between Wang Yufan and Wang Yufan on the arena had already reached hundreds of moves, but there was still no victor. Wang Yufan knew that he couldn’t keep fighting Wang Yufan endlessly like this. He was going to start preparing to use his trump card. He felt that once he used such power, he might very well kill Wang Yufan, which would instantly violate the rules of the competition set by the Mingyue Empire. But if he didn’t use it, in his eyes, Wang Yufan’s strength was like a sticky plaster; no matter what martial arts he used, Wang Yufan would slowly adapt to it.
But he didn’t care, he couldn’t keep fighting Wang Yufan.
So, after seeing Wang Yufan cleave with a sword, Wang Yufan then said in a deep voice, "Your strength is indeed good. You are the first opponent I have encountered who can fight me to this extent. However, today ends here. I don’t want to play with you like this anymore."
After hearing Wang Yufan’s words, Wang Yufan looked Wang Yufan up and down and said, "Hmm, alright. I’m glad you recognize the difference in strength between us. It’s just as you said, today’s battle should end. I need to go home and eat."
"Eat? Hahaha, then let you go home and eat your fill." After Wang Yufan finished speaking, a terrifying bloody aura emanated from his entire body. The bloody aura went from his feet all the way to his forehead. Wang Yufan clearly saw three enchanting red lotuses directly blooming on top of Wang Yufan’s head. If Wang Yufan had not guessed wrong, the bloody aura in those lotuses was indeed Wang Yufan’s bloody aura. Such a strange cultivation method made Wang Yufan more and more curious.
Not only Wang Yufan, but even the onlookers were extremely shocked, because not a single one of them had ever seen someone use martial arts in such a way.
Wang Yufan felt very proud of the discussions around him. This martial art was something he had specially prepared when he came from his sect to participate in the genius competition. He never expected to be able to use it today.
When Wang Yufan saw this scene, his hands were not idle; he was already brewing the final move of the first layer of the Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword. If he could successfully unleash it, Wang Yufan felt that he could completely handle even opponents with the strength of the third or fourth layer of the Yuankun Realm.
In the next moment, the three lotuses growing on top of Wang Yufan’s head directly burst open, and the scattered points of light fell directly onto Wang Yufan’s body.
Wang Yufan’s strength instantly increased by two realms from his Yuankun Realm first-layer cultivation.
This scene left the audience stunned and dumbfounded.
"Is there really such a cultivation method in this world that can instantly increase one’s strength by two levels?"
"I’ve never seen such a cultivation method either, but the world is full of wonders. I think this guy Wang Yufan definitely possesses such strength."
"But I see that Wang Yufan’s strength is not inferior to Wang Yufan’s at all. No matter how intense the battle is, this young man named Wang Yufan can still handle it calmly. I think the ultimate victor will be Wang Yufan." Not only them, but other powerful sects also thought so.
As the power on Wang Yufan’s body gathered, he directly swung an axe towards Wang Yufan. Wang Yufan also comprehended the lower section of the first layer of his Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword at this moment.
Just as Wang Yufan comprehended this, a purplish-white light surrounded him.
