Chapter 508: Chapter 290: Ushering in Eternal Peace, It Is Called the Human Emperor Bell

Profound Crane Sect, all disciples enter the key nodes of the Grand Array, linking their power with the Martial Saint Array, and use the Demon Saint Formation to activate the Holy Soldier.

The Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle shone brilliantly, and the Holy Soldier’s fluctuations swept across the eight desolations.

Suddenly, the Saint Master of Profound Crane Sect regained his confidence.

The power of two Great Demon Kings, over ten Demon Venerables, hundreds of Spirit Concentration Demon Monarchs, and countless disciples, when transformed by the Demon Saint Formation, could unleash twenty to thirty percent of the Holy Soldier’s power.

Twenty to thirty percent of the Holy Soldier’s power was enough to easily kill a Martial King Ninth Layer expert. Even if Wei Fan and the others arrived, with three Holy Soldiers on the Human Race’s side, he still wouldn’t be afraid.

It’s not just about having many Holy Soldiers, but how much of their power one can unleash.

"I’m here, do you truly not fear!"

Suddenly, a cold and fierce voice rang out from afar, accompanied by a thunderous sound. An astonishing momentum surged across the sky, moving majestically towards the Profound Crane Sect, as if a Great Sun was rolling through the sky, causing the Demon Saint Array to ripple.

The people of Profound Crane Sect were all shocked upon hearing this. Such momentum was clearly not something one or two Martial Kings could release. Everyone instinctively looked up and saw five domineering figures galloping across the firmament. In the blink of an eye, they arrived above the Profound Crane Sect, dropping two gigantic objects.

Boom, boom!

Two enormous figures fell from the sky, cracking the ground and raising clouds of dust as if dragons had emerged.

As the dust gradually settled, everyone finally saw that the objects dropped were two huge corpses; one was a golden Peng bird, and the other was a tiger with a pair of black wings on its back.

"Golden Roc Demon King!"

"Black-winged Tiger King!"

"They’re dead!"

"How can this be? The Demon Race only has the Heaven-Supporting Demon King and the Saint Master left!"

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A series of screams erupted from the Profound Crane Sect as all the disciples recognized the identity of these two corpses: the Golden Roc Demon King and the Black-winged Tiger King, two of the four Great Demon Kings of the Demon Race.

"Wei Fan, was it you, this beast, who killed them?"

The Heaven-Supporting Demon King felt his scalp tingle. If he hadn’t hidden in the Profound Crane Sect, he would likely have been one of the corpses right now as well.

Out of the six Great Demon Kings of the Demon Race, four had already been killed by Wei Fan. Suddenly, he looked at Wei Fan with eyes red with rage.

"The Golden Roc Demon King and the Black-winged Tiger King are both dead, Wei Fan really deserves to die!"

The Saint Master of Profound Crane Sect looked distressed.

Although he had anticipated this, seeing the corpses of the Golden Roc Demon King and the Black-winged Tiger King truly made him feel a chill in his limbs. Wei Fan, this demon, indeed brings death to those who offend him.

The pattern maintained in the Wilderness for thousands of years was about to change because of his arrival.

"You’ve finally arrived. With our combined power today, we shall eradicate the Desert Demon Race and let the Human Race truly take charge!"

Wei Zhenwu approached Wei Fan and the others with some excitement, finally about to accomplish what his ancestors couldn’t do.

Though the Profound Crane Sect had the Demon Saint Formation to activate the Holy Soldier, the Human Race’s side now had six Martial King powerhouses. With their combined efforts, they might well contend against the Holy Soldier activated by the Demon Saint Formation.

Even if they couldn’t contend, it wouldn’t matter. They just needed to trap the Profound Crane Sect. Once other Martial Venerables of the Human Race had swept away the Wilderness Demon Fiends, hundreds more Martial Venerables could be summoned to wear down the Profound Crane Sect.

Not just him, but Elder Gongyang, Gao Wanfu, and others were also very excited.

These Demon Hunters’ Organization Martial Kings have stayed for hundreds of years in the demon-infested territories to deter the Demon Kings. If it wasn’t for their firm commitment to safeguarding the Human Race, they would have gone mad.

Today, destroying the Profound Crane Sect and clearing out the Wilderness Demon Fiends would be their complete liberation, and how could they not be excited?

This is also why the Martial Kings of the Desert Martial Alliance were previously reluctant to combat the Demon Fiends. They hardly had enough time to cultivate, let alone deter the Demon Kings, which was an arduous task. Spending hundreds of years in desolate areas, always at risk of being surrounded and killed by Demon Kings - who would want to do such a thing?

"Let’s take action. Even if it costs us our lives today, we must secure eternal peace for the Desert Human Race!"

Wei Zhenwu stepped forward, staring at the Red Sun King: "The past grievances we can overlook, but if you cheat and sneaky during the battle, I’ll be the first to kill you!"

With these words, he raised the Celestial Desolate Halberd high, not planning to deploy the Guangling Sect’s Holy Soldier, as the combined effort of six Martial Kings activating the Celestial Desolate Halberd sufficed.

The Red Sun King shook his head vigorously: "Brother Wei, don’t worry. I too have righteousness in my heart. It was only because Murong Hua forbade it that I stayed out of this before."

Elder Gongyang nodded: "When we slaughtered the Black-winged Tiger King earlier, the Red Sun King fought ferociously!"

His words proved the Red Sun King was trustworthy, and Wei Zhenwu’s expression improved greatly: "Then let’s take action. Gather our strength to activate the Celestial Desolate Halberd and destroy these beasts below!"

The Saint Master of Profound Crane Sect’s expression changed: "Wei Zhenwu, is it worth mutual destruction? I can assure you that the Demon Race will no longer disturb the Human Race in the future, and when the Dao Collapse ends, Profound Crane Sect will relocate and leave this place, how about it?"

He bowed again, even promising to leave the Wilderness to the Human Race once the Dao Collapse ended.

Wei Zhenwu’s expression turned cold and severe: "No way! Now that there’s a chance to thoroughly destroy you, do you think I, Wei Zhenwu, would be foolish not to take it? Surrender willingly, and I’ll grant you an honorable death, preserving your dignity as a Demon King.

Otherwise, if we break into the Grand Array and kill you, you’ll surely be scalded, plucked, and cooked as our feast!"

As they spoke, he infused power into the Celestial Desolate Halberd, and the Holy Soldier began to ripple intensely.

Gao Wanfu, Elder Gongyang, and the others began to retreat behind him, pressing their palms on his back to transfer power.

"Come here and help activate the Holy Soldier. Only by combining our forces can we have a chance to wipe out these beasts." Elder Gongyang looked at the unmoving Wei Fan.

Wei Fan shook his head: "They come from the same sect, using the Holy Array to transform power and then activating the Holy Soldier, they can at least wield two or three-tenths of the Holy Soldier’s power. Our cultivation techniques are different, even if six Martial Kings exert their full strength, we can barely wield one-tenth of its power, and it won’t be enough against them."

Since arriving here, Wei Fan had been observing the Profound Crane Sect’s Demon Saint Array, and with his knowledge in array formations, he naturally discerned many things.

Wei Zhenwu frowned: "Are we giving up on the fight then?"

Wei Fan was aware of these things, but given the situation, even if it meant burning life essence, they had to flatten the Profound Crane Sect today.

"Of course not!"

Wei Fan walked in the void: "You older generation have seen many years, it won’t do to let the Holy Soldier absorb more of your life essence. Since I proposed this decisive battle, let me handle the task of breaking the Profound Crane Sect. You all should step back a bit!"

As soon as this was said, Wei Zhenwu’s eyes lit up, recalling Wei Fan’s reversal against Murong Hua. Wei Fan likely had more means.

In fact, although they knew Wei Fan had killed the Saint Master of Guangling Sect, Murong Hua, Gao Wanfu hadn’t revealed how Wei Fan achieved this.

"Trust Wei Fan, if he can’t do it, we old bones can still fight desperately."

Remembering the terrifying Great Golden Bell, Gao Wanfu retreated first.

"Alright, let’s see the methods of our Human Race’s supreme demon!"

Wei Zhenwu put away the Celestial Desolate Halberd and began to retreat.

Though he was determined to die, he certainly preferred to live if he could, hoping to impact the legendary Martial Saint Realm once the Dao Collapse ended.

"Haha... Who would’ve thought Wei Fan would be so arrogant? You think breaking the Guangling Sect means you can break my Profound Crane Sect. You take me for a fool like Murong Hua."

The Saint Master of Profound Crane Sect mocked, not believing Wei Fan could break the Profound Crane Sect, even with a stronger weapon. But Wei Fan had the cultivation of Martial King First Layer, how could he wield an even stronger Divine Soldier?

Above his head, the Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle floated, ready to deliver a sky-shattering strike at any moment.

The Demon Saint Formation and Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle together meant extended attack range, and it wasn’t at all like when Wei Fan broke Guangling Sect.

Wei Fan shook his head: "In my eyes, you and that fool Murong Hua are no different. Daring to face you alone, naturally, I have my confidence!"

Buzz buzz...

As he spoke, a tremendous roar echoed from his body, resonating with the sound of bells alongside the deafening Tiger Roar and Dragon’s Chant.

Simultaneously, dazzling golden light erupted from him, emitting radiance more brilliant than the blazing sun.

The Saint Master of Profound Crane Sect’s expression changed immediately, although he hadn’t seen what was on Wei Fan, this spectacle was remarkable.

Miles of golden light emanated from Wei Fan, dyeing the sky and earth in gold.

"Could it be he has refined a Holy Soldier himself?"

Wei Zhenwu’s expression was uncertain.

He wielded the Celestial Desolate Halberd but dared not integrate the Holy Soldier into himself; with merely the cultivation of Martial King Third Layer, he couldn’t bear the aura of the Holy Soldier.

Unless it’s a self-refined Divine Soldier, integrating too strong a soldier only brings harm, not benefit.

And now, the sight clearly indicated Wei Fan had a terrifying weapon inside him, unless it was self-refined, no one could integrate such a terrifying weapon.

"Impossible!"

The Saint Master of Profound Crane Sect exclaimed, realizing what Wei Zhenwu did—but Wei Fan was only with Martial King First Layer cultivation, how could he refine a Holy Soldier?

Even Martial Saint powerhouses only refine their Holy Soldier years after becoming a Martial Saint.

The sound of bells filled the world, Tiger Roar and Dragon’s Chant.

A giant golden bell emerged from Wei Fan, adorned with dragons swimming and tigers strolling, Golden Crows spreading wings swiftly, with mysterious and profound Dao Marks everywhere.

The most striking was a golden lightning symbol, radiating an incredibly violent aura, its arcs spurting out, crackling fiercely.

The Golden Bell whirled, inverted over Wei Fan, constantly alternating between illusion and reality, allowing a glimpse of Wei Fan’s indifferent expression.

Wei Zhenwu, Elder Gongyang, and others were moved: "Did Wei Fan use this Golden Bell to kill Murong Hua?"

The spectacles on this Golden Bell were too astonishing, seeming to surpass weaponry, as if its rank exceeded even Holy Soldiers.

In contrast to the Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle bobbing above the Profound Crane Sect’s Saint Master’s head, it appeared as a mere counterfeit beside the Golden Bell.

"Indeed!"

Gao Wanfu nodded, even encountering it a second time, he was still full of awe: "I seem to recall Wei Fan saying this bell is called Human Emperor Bell!"