Chapter 789 - 569: Resisting the Demon Emperor, Human Dao Trembles

Not only were the defectors like Shi Yun trembling, but even people like Ouyang Bolun were utterly terrified by the sight in front of them—more than thirty Demon Saints were slaughtered in just a few breaths’ time.

He was not a Martial Emperor, but to them, he might as well have been, his immense ferocity surpassing that of a Demon Fiend.

"Beast! I didn’t plan to hold your past transgressions against you, yet you betray the Human Race!"

Wei Fan raised his hand and directly shattered Shi Yun’s limbs, eliciting a piercing scream.

Then he looked at Ouyang Bolun: "Commander Ouyang, should I just slaughter him outright, or hand him over to the Demon Hunter Organization for judgment?"

Ouyang Bolun looked at Shi Yun, hatred flashing across his face: "Killing him outright would be too merciful. Hand him over to the Demon Hunter Organization; we have ways to make him wish for death while serving as a warning to those who are still indecisive."

Shi Yun is the son-in-law of the Zhou Family. This betrayal will implicate them, though the Demon Hunter Organization previously did not bother with the Zhou Family.

Wei Fan nodded and handed Shi Yun over to Ouyang Bolun.

"Everyone, leave here as quickly as possible. With my appearance, the Demon Emperor will soon descend."

His Spiritual Sense already felt the vibration of the Heaven and Earth Dao, with a terrifying aura approaching at an incredible speed, traversing tens of thousands of miles in a single night.

"Be careful, don’t be reckless!"

Ouyang Bolun and the others did not say much, rushing towards the distant battlefield.

"Demon Emperor..."

Wei Fan raised the Imperial Weapon, his heart surging with endless Battle Intent. With his strength, plus the Imperial Weapon, he should be able to face the Demon Emperor for a few moves.

"You really are a monster. How could there be a Demon like you in the world!"

Beside Wei Fan, the Great Dao suddenly manifested; a lotus appeared in the void, followed by a flash of golden light as Dragon Battle Martial Emperor and Ling Xiaoyu stepped out of the Great Path together.

Two Martial Emperors of the Human Race, both watched Wei Fan in shock, clearly having witnessed the terrifying massacre of Demon Saints that he had just carried out.

They confirmed that Wei Fan had not become an Emperor yet, but his combat power was nearly equivalent to that of an initial Martial Emperor.

"Greetings, two seniors!" Wei Fan cupped his fist.

"Call us Dao Brothers. With your strength, we are no longer qualified to be your seniors." Both shook their heads.

"Boom... Boom..."

At this moment, a terrifying commotion arose in the distance, the Ten Thousand Dao surged, and Laws twisted—the Demon Emperor was arriving.

"Do you wish to spar with the Demon Emperor?" Ling Xiaoyu suddenly looked at Wei Fan.

"Yes, I want to see how I measure up against the Demon Emperor!"

Wei Fan licked his lips; if he could exchange a few moves with the Demon Emperor before breaking through, it would greatly enhance his Will Power.

Will Power, essentially a form of conviction; the stronger the conviction, the more terrifying the power of Will Power becomes when unleashed.

"Very well, let us proceed to the Celestial Battlefield!"

Dragon Battle Martial Emperor showed a look of inspiration; even when he was in the Saint Realm, despite his self-confidence, he never dared to spar with the Demon Emperor.

With a light tap of the toe, a flash of golden light soared, space shifted, and the three appeared in the boundless starry sky.

"The Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor is weaker than the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor. Soon, you can spar with the Heaven-Shaking Saint Ape; as long as you can withstand one of his strikes, it will trigger an enhancement in your Will Power."

Dragon Battle Martial Emperor spoke again.

"Old Mudfish, come battle in the Celestial Battlefield!"

Ling Xiaoyu spoke towards the earth below, the power surging from the ground changed direction in an instant, flying towards the starry sky.

It was only then that Wei Fan realized the extent of the land he had always inhabited—a vast and boundless continent.

However, he could not see the full picture of the Five Great Domains, as many areas were shrouded in thick fog.

"Wei Fan, you beast! You slaughtered many Demon Saints of our Demon Race again!"

The Dao resonated, and two figures emerged stepping on the Great Path; the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor, no longer in his true form, had assumed a humanoid appearance.

He was covered in golden scales, with two dragon horns atop his head, a wide mouth with sharp fangs, and two long purple beards hanging beside his mouth like purple lightning bolts.

The Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor had glossy golden fur, crowned with a crown, wielding a staff taller than himself.

Unlike ordinary Heaven-Shaking Saint Apes, he lacked the restraining round ring to suppress his violent emotions; obviously, at the Demon Emperor Realm, he could control his emotions well.

Overwhelming ferocity shattered the firmament, causing a chaotic tide, as the two Demon Emperors were both shocked and furious—once again, Wei Fan had slaughtered over thirty Demon Saints of the Demon Race, including a King of Saints with the potential to become an Emperor.

Including past heinous crimes, Wei Fan had slaughtered nearly a hundred Demon Saints; today’s display of combat power shocked them even more.

"Today, even if we overturn the Eastern Domain, we must kill him!"

The two Demon Emperors wasted no words, charging forward and launching the Emperor’s Strike.

The Ten Thousand Dao trembled and roared, and the Power of the Great Path, under the pull of the Demon Emperor’s Will Power, surged forth and merged into the Demon Emperor’s attack.

In the starry sky, Laws twisted, and distant stars trembled.

"I still have a significant gap compared to the Demon Emperor!"

For the first time, Wei Fan felt the pressure of the Demon Emperor up close, feeling as though a star pressed down on him, hindering the flow of Dao Power.

In the Demon Emperor’s domain, even the connection with the Great Dao was significantly weakened.

Of course, while he could not match the Demon Emperor, the opponent could not easily obliterate him either, as he possessed some ability to resist.

For any other Saint Realm, even a King of Saints, they would have disintegrated under such waves long ago.

"Don’t underestimate yourself. Whether it’s the Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor or the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor, both are Demon Emperors with over ten thousand years of cultivation. If you’re already comparable to them while still in the Saint Realm, then they have no right to be called emperors!"

Ling Xiaoyu was full of amazement. Wei Fan indeed had the preliminary combat power of an Emperor. He couldn’t fathom how there could be such a monster in the world.

"I’ll go kill the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor. Brother Ling, you protect Wei Fan and engage with the Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor."

The Dragon Battle Martial Emperor charged out first, diving into the millions of radiant divine lights, breaking all emerging great paths.

"True Body of the Kunpeng!"

The first move Wei Fan used was the True Body of the Kunpeng, second only to the Five Emperors Fist. Boundless Blood Qi surged from his pores, impacting the myriad stars.

A swath of Dao Runes rose upon his body, instantly forming the illusion of a Kunpeng. The formidable aura clashed with the Emperor Dao fluctuations from the Heaven-Shaking Saint Ape.

At the same time, the Demon Emperor Soldier in his hand, seized from the six-headed lion, revived, and the Dao Runes lit up, drawing upon the majestic power of heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

He swung the Battle Halberd, slicing through the Emperor Dao waves, shattering millions of strands of divine light. Amid the ancient Kunpeng’s screech, he charged towards the Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor.

"An ant dares to challenge a divine spirit?"

The Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor’s eyes gleamed with terrifying coldness, murderous intent surging. In just a few days, Wei Fan had advanced to such a level. Though not an Emperor, he already possessed the prowess to contend with Emperor-level experts.

"Boom..."

The Emperor Soldiers in his grip revived, unleashing overwhelming waves that tore through the starry sky. The massive shadow of his cudgel, as thick as a mountain, caused the heavens to tremble.

"Nothing more than a hairy beast with horns, daring to call oneself a god!"

Wei Fan’s battle blood burned, his Primordial Spirit and body’s Dao Runes vibrating. All power was channeled into his arms, then the Battle Halberd struck down heavily.

"Bang!"

The clash of Emperor Soldiers turned the surrounding thousand-mile space into chaos, the void obliterated, divine power surging like a tsunami, with all drawn-out great paths either breaking or dissipating.

Wei Fan’s oceanic Blood Qi scattered, as if struck by lightning, his whole body trembling, with the Dao Runes dimming instantly, terrible cracks appearing on his arms.

"Boom!"

The Kunpeng illusion exploded, and Wei Fan flew backward.

He indeed couldn’t match the Demon Emperor yet, but he had the strength to contend. Once he breaks through, it wouldn’t take much effort to kill the Heaven-Shaking Saint Ape.

"He has engaged with the Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor!"

"My god, how could such a person exist? Never in history has there been a record of a Saint Realm engaging with an Emperor."

"He didn’t die, the Heaven-Shaking Saint Ape couldn’t kill him!"

On the ground, everyone’s hearts churned with amazement and disbelief, Wei Fan had actually engaged with the Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor.

Though sent flying, he survived, becoming a living myth.

For never in history has anyone fought with an Emperor without first becoming an Emperor themselves. Even the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, before their ascension, didn’t dare clash with Emperors.

Throughout history, Wei Fan is arguably the strongest in the Saint Realm.

In an instant, the people of Yaozhou were boiling, thoroughly shaken. Wei Fan was not an Emperor, yet he was more dazzling than one.

"He actually didn’t die..."

The Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor showed an expression of disbelief. His full-strength strike was enough to destroy an area of more than ten thousand miles, yet it failed to obliterate a Saint Realm ant.

"What cultivation technique are you practicing?"

After exchanging one blow, he had already observed many things. Wei Fan’s strength was one aspect, but primarily his body was too formidable, nearly reaching the caliber of Emperor Soldiers. This was the main reason he didn’t kill Wei Fan in one move.

He had never heard of such terrifying body refining techniques in the world.

With a surge of overwhelming malice, the Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor wielded his great cudgel again, intending to annihilate Wei Fan.

"Do you think you can act wantonly as if I don’t exist?"

Ling Xiaoyu suddenly appeared between Wei Fan and the Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor, launching a punch. The radiant fist light pierced the sky, shattering the massive cudgel shadow.

At this moment, he was also filled with exclamation. Though Wei Fan was injured, in his heart, Wei Fan’s monstrous prowess had escalated another level.

"The Demon Emperor is merely so-so!"

Wei Fan once more gathered his strength, his Primordial Spirit glowing within the Sea of Consciousness. A more terrifying will power surged from deep within his soul, sweeping through his entire body, rapidly healing his wounds.

"Such benefits!"

Suddenly, he discovered the Human Dao resounded, with the power of the great path quickly pouring into his body. The Divine Ring behind the Primordial Spirit’s head also emitted an even more dazzling light at this moment.

"Boom!"

Even more formidable power erupted from his body. In an instant, the True Body of the Kunpeng was reassembled. He understood that his collision with the Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor was causing more people to admire and be grateful to him.

With his Saint Realm body resisting the Demon Emperor and fighting for the Human Race, it inevitably stirred the Human Dao.

"Again!"

Wei Fan’s wild hair danced, battle blood burned, Kunpeng Wings flapped, the Dao Runes on the Imperial Battle Halberd shimmered, and he charged once more towards the Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor, who was entangled with Ling Xiaoyu.