On that very night, as the Vampire Clan was resting and preparing for the next day’s war, their base was hit by a surprise attack. Ye Fan was instantly roused from his sleep, as was Heather.

"It’s two elders from the European Church Court!" Heather exclaimed. She had sensed their auras and immediately identified them. She panicked slightly; clearly, these two had been sent by the European Pope to test the Vampire Clan’s strength. She scrambled to get dressed, ready to go out and fight.

But at that moment, Ye Fan said, "No need. Leave this little matter to me." Just as Heather was about to speak, he was already gone.

Atop the Holy Mountain of the Vampire Clan, two elders from the European Church Court laughed wildly. They had been ordered to attack the vampires, and they began their massacre the moment they arrived. No one could stop them. They were full of confidence for one simple reason: the Cain Ancestor had been wounded by the Pope and was unable to fight. This made them all the more reckless.

Just then, a figure appeared before them, blocking their path.

The two elders shouted, "Who are you?"

Illuminated by a faint glow, they finally saw the figure clearly. It was the Shenzhou Heavenly King, an outcome they had not anticipated at all.

"You’ve got a lot of nerve, coming here to die," Ye Fan spoke calmly.

"So, it’s the Shenzhou Heavenly King," one of the elders sneered mockingly. "It seems tonight is destined to be a rewarding one. Not only can we wipe out the Vampire Clan, but we can also slay the King of Heaven. Two birds with one stone!"

"Really?" Ye Fan retorted. "If you truly believe that, then you are gravely mistaken."

"Hmph! Such shameless boasting!" The two prepared to attack Ye Fan.

"Your Pope sent you here to die, and you fools actually came," Ye Fan continued. "This time, you’re destined to die here."

The two elders from the European Church Court rushed forward.

In that instant, Ye Fan moved. Two sharp slashes of Sword Qi cut through the air, striking the elders. They let out blood-curdling screams and plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground. But that was not the end.

The Vampire Clan Martial Artists on the ground erupted in cheers, thrilled to see the two elders brought down. Ye Fan descended to meet them.

The two elders struggled to their feet despite the pain, but before they could react, Ye Fan had already charged.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

A series of slaps sent the two men flying backward, knocking their teeth out. They got up, utterly humiliated, as the surrounding Vampire Clan Martial Artists began to swarm them.

The two elders had never anticipated that the Shenzhou Killing God would be this powerful. Even teaming up, they couldn’t withstand a single one of his blows. It seems our intelligence was flawed. We’ve been completely blindsided.

"I told you," Ye Fan taunted. "The European Pope sent you here to die."

The surrounding Vampire Clan Martial Artists roared with fury. "Lord King, they’ve killed many of our innocent people!"

"Please, Lord King, kill them!"

"Kill them!"

Their eyes burned with endless rage. Seeing their fallen kin, all they wanted was revenge.

Ye Fan also saw the vampires slaughtered by the two elders. "Fine," he announced. "I will give you all a satisfactory resolution!"

The elders exchanged a glance and shouted, "Retreat!" 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

But Ye Fan simply swung his Yuanhong Sword. "Conquer the World!"

An explosion ripped through the sky above them. Screaming, the two elders plummeted from the sky once more. This time, they were not only injured—Ye Fan had also destroyed their Dantians.

They were now cripples. Who could have imagined that these two lofty Holy Court elders—men who were a headache even for Heather, the Vampire Queen—would be utterly powerless before Ye Fan? The scene was incredibly shocking.

With a mixture of rage and despair, the two glared at Ye Fan. Only now did they truly realize that the European Pope had sent them on a suicide mission. They had come to test the Vampire Clan’s strength, only to walk right into their own demise.

Ye Fan retracted the Yuanhong Sword. He had held back; otherwise, a single full-power strike would have been enough to blow them to pieces.

As the enraged Vampire Clan Martial Artists swarmed forward, Ye Fan addressed them. "Everyone, their cultivation has been destroyed. Now, they’re yours. You decide how they die!"

The vampires gratefully thanked Ye Fan, their eyes instantly filling with boundless fury. They stared down at the two helpless elders, who now wore expressions of pure despair, never imagining they would meet such an end.

"King of Heaven, the European Pope won’t let you get away with this!" the two elders roared. "Your end will be even more miserable than ours!"

"Is that so?" Ye Fan replied mockingly. "It’s more likely the Pope’s end will be more tragic than yours. Too bad you won’t be around to see such a gratifying scene. Hahaha!"

As the crowd of vampires closed in, the two powerless Holy Court elders were mercilessly cut to pieces by the vengeful warriors. They probably never expected that less than ten minutes after their own massacre, they would experience such swift and brutal retribution. Theirs was a far more terrible fate.

But none of this concerned Ye Fan. In his eyes, the so-called European Church Court was just a pack of wolves in sheep’s clothing. They preached about saving humanity, but in reality, they were more ruthless than anyone. In fact, these hypocrites were even more vicious than actual wolves.

Afterward, Ye Fan returned to Heather’s residence.

Although Heather hadn’t left her room, she had witnessed the entire battle. She was shocked by Ye Fan’s strength but also deeply moved. Everything Ye Fan did was for her. And though she was the high and mighty Vampire Queen, at heart, she was a girl who was easily touched.

With the two high-ranking elders from the European Church Court completely dealt with, the Vampire Clan had achieved a victory. While not a grand one, it was at least a minor triumph and a good start to their struggle against the European Church Court.

"My dear," Heather said to Ye Fan, "you’re so strong!"

"Really?" Ye Fan chuckled, a roguish grin ruining his otherwise refined appearance.

"Really!" Heather affirmed.

"Actually, that’s not even my strongest side," Ye Fan said casually.

"Then what is your strongest side?" Heather asked, puzzled.

"Of course, it’s this!" he declared, pushing her down onto the bed.

She immediately knew what he meant and hastily protested, "Don’t you dare mess around!"

But her resistance was futile. Soon, their intimate union began, and Heather finally understood just how strong Ye Fan’s "strongest aspect" truly was.