In just half a day, Mo Fan and Bai Yaoyao returned to Black Wind Mountain. The entire trip had taken little more than a day.
“Hey! What demons dare trespass on my Black Wind Mountain? Tired of living?!”
A small flying demon rushed towards them, cursing loudly. Though his cultivation was low, his attitude was bold, gripping a long spear in his hand.
Mo Fan glanced at him but didn’t recognise this demon.
In the year and a half he’d been away, Black Wind Mountain had clearly gained many new demons.
“Blind fool! You don’t even recognise our great king?!”
Before the small demon could get close to Mo Fan, another demon zoomed in, slapping the small demon so hard he spun several times in the air.
The newcomer then respectfully addressed Mo Fan and Bai Yaoyao, “This humble Screamer greets the Great King! Greetings to Lady Bai!”
“What? It’s the Toad King?!”
The small demon steadied himself, ignoring the slap mark on his face. He cried out, “Toad King, please forgive me! This small demon didn’t mean it. It’s just that the Toad King is so majestic and heroic, I failed to recognise you at first!”
Mo Fan’s face twitched at these words, while Bai Yaoyao covered her mouth, chuckling.
“You say this king is majestic and heroic, and I quite agree. But you used the wrong words. Next time, say I’m incomparably handsome!” Mo Fan said calmly, causing Bai Yaoyao to roll her eyes.
Though she knew Mo Fan had thick skin, she’d still underestimated him.
“Oh? Got it! Toad King, you’re incomparably handsome!!”
The small demon immediately parroted, making Mo Fan burst into laughter. He then looked at Screamer, noticing that this demon had broken through to the Demon Soldier realm.
“While this king was away these past two days, did anything happen on the mountain?” Mo Fan asked.
“Reporting to the Great King, nothing happened. The mountain is peaceful, and the brothers are thrilled!” Screamer grinned.
“What do you mean?”
Mo Fan was puzzled, thinking, I was only gone two days, and you lot are this excited?
“Did the Great King forget? Before you left, you ordered Old Chai, the kitchen camp leader, to prepare a grand feast with rare spiritual fish meat. After eating, the brothers made huge breakthroughs! This small demon was lucky to drink a few extra bowls of soup and was later rewarded half a fish tail by Leader Chirp. That’s how I broke through to the Demon Soldier realm. Now, everyone on the mountain is buzzing with excitement, grateful for the Great King’s kindness! They say without your feast, who knows how long it’d take for another breakthrough!” Screamer chuckled.
So that’s it.
Mo Fan nodded, smiling, “Since everyone acknowledges me as their king and is willing to share in my joys and hardships, I must treat them well! Go back and tell them, there’ll be more feasts like this in the future! Not only will this king let the kids eat Demon General banquets, but one day, they’ll taste Demon King banquets!”
“The Great King is mighty!!”
Screamer’s face lit up with joy.
Mo Fan didn’t linger with the two small demons and hurried back to the Spring Pool Cave.
He didn’t reveal that Bai Yaoyao had reached the Demon King realm, nor did he immediately summon Black Wind Mountain’s leaders for a meeting. Instead, he went straight into seclusion.
With two demon mountains about to attack, Mo Fan couldn’t afford to relax. He needed to refine the Heaven-Devouring Demon Bone in his possession and integrate it into his body.
This was the solution Yun Rou had suggested to break the deadlock.
Though Mo Fan was sceptical that a mere bone could fend off a Demon Ancestor, he had no choice but to treat a dead horse as if it were alive.
Whether it worked or not, he’d try first!
Sitting cross-legged in his seclusion space, he opened his mouth and retrieved the palm bone.
It was a five-fingered bone. If not for the familiar aura Mo Fan sensed, he wouldn’t have believed this human-like bone belonged to the Heaven-Devouring Demon Clan.
He had tried activating it before, but it showed no response, so he hadn’t bothered much with it. Now, as he began refining it with demonic energy, he found no resistance at all!
As he continued, the bone gradually became transparent, looking less like a real bone and more like a magical treasure.
When the entire bone turned transparent, Mo Fan raised his right hand, pressing it against the bone.
“Hmm?”
Moments later, Mo Fan was stunned. The expected fusion didn’t happen…
“You’re doing it wrong. This isn’t an ordinary bone. It requires blood of the same origin to activate,” a faintly familiar voice suddenly spoke in his ear.
“Who?!”
Startled, Mo Fan looked around but saw no one.
The space seemed empty except for him.
Frowning, he then spoke excitedly, “Is it Senior White Tiger Saint King? Senior, is that you?!”
But no voice responded, leaving Mo Fan with a wry smile and a hint of doubt.
He looked at the floating palm bone, his gaze uncertain.
Could the voice not be from Senior White Tiger Saint King but from the bone itself?
No… that was definitely Senior White Tiger Saint King’s voice!
Mo Fan’s eyes brightened. Without hesitation, he sliced his right palm.
Then, something strange happened.
His blood flowed upward, defying gravity, enveloping the transparent bone.
Soon, the bone turned blood-red. Guided by the blood, it slowly descended towards Mo Fan’s right hand, merging with it under his incredulous gaze.
At the moment of fusion, a vision flashed in Mo Fan’s mind.
It was a blood-red battlefield, filled with deafening war cries. A demon dragon soared through the sky, leaving countless corpses falling like rain, staining the heavens red!
“Calamity Demon, this world cannot contain you!”
“Die!!”
A divine spear appeared from the sky, aiming for the dragon’s forehead.
Roar!!
The dragon roared, opening its mouth and sucking in countless beings, swallowing them instantly!
Then, it raised its right claw, striking at the sky!
The blood-red, five-clawed hand expanded a thousandfold, a black vortex forming in its palm, swallowing the incoming spear. It then reached into the clouds, grasping a golden-armoured deity.
Boom!
The next moment, the golden deity exploded!
“Monster!!”
A bell-like voice shook the heavens.
Swish!
A massive golden blade slashed down from the ninth heaven!
“Ah!!”
Mo Fan screamed in terror, the vision vanishing instantly.
“What a terrifying slash!”
Gasping heavily, Mo Fan felt as if that blade could have cleaved his soul.
“That blood-red demon dragon must be the owner of this palm bone, the previous Heaven-Devouring Demon!” Mo Fan calmed down, a solemn look in his eyes. Looking at his fully healed right palm, he understood.
“No wonder she said fusing with this bone would let me fear no Demon Ancestor…”
Mo Fan took a deep breath, feeling the immense power within the bone. His hand felt almost like a magical treasure itself.
A treasure comparable to a Demon King weapon!
“Just one palm bone has made me this powerful… truly worthy of the Calamity Demon ancestor! But with my current cultivation, I can’t freely wield this bone, or my body won’t withstand the backlash…” Mo Fan’s bright gaze calmed, but soon a puzzled look emerged.
Because he realised that even this bone alone wasn’t enough to confront a Demon Ancestor.
“I understand…”
After a moment’s thought, a brilliant smile spread across Mo Fan’s face.
