You Er’s borrowing of prestige ultimately came to an end under Mo Fan’s reprimand, though it still allowed him to indulge fully.
Ever since joining Black Wind Mountain, he had been frustrated in every way. He could only put on slight airs occasionally when divining in front of Mo Fan. So this time, it made him feel secretly thrilled.
Mo Fan, however, paid no attention to this fellow’s perverse mindset. He directly took the group of demon generals and soared into the sky, flying towards the summit of White Feather Mountain.
“Not good, a great demon is invading the mountain!”
“Hurry and notify the various demon kings!!”
Although those demon generals were restrained by Mo Fan, they all shouted loudly at this moment, their voices extremely piercing, as if afraid that the demons of White Feather Mountain would not hear.
Under the shouts of these demon generals, the many demons on White Feather Mountain quickly discovered Mo Fan and his group.
Mo Fan did not care about this. He had come to visit Ancestor Bai Lu, yet he was repeatedly obstructed by the demons of White Feather Mountain. In this matter, he was in the right, so he naturally felt no fear.
Moreover, with his current strength, within the King Realm, though not absolutely invincible, there were few who could make him wary.
As long as Ancestor Bai Lu did not act against him, he truly felt no reverence at all.
“Fellow cultivator, this is White Feather Mountain. It is not a place for you to trespass!”
Soon, a cold snort sounded. A figure arrived transversely through the air, wielding a great halberd that slashed fiercely towards Mo Fan.
“This king has come to visit Ancestor Bai Lu, yet you repeatedly obstruct me. You truly do not take this king seriously!”
“Since that is the case, this king has no choice but to fight his way up and seek Ancestor Bai Lu to judge the matter!”
Mo Fan sneered coldly. With one glance, he saw that it was a demon king, and moreover a great demon at mid-King Realm.
Yet he felt no fear whatsoever. In an instant, dragon scales emerged all over his body. He directly threw a punch towards the descending great halberd.
“To dare catch this king’s demonic weapon with bare hands?”
“Too arrogant!”
That demon king sneered coldly. Demonic power circulated throughout his body, causing a layer of lustre to cover the great halberd. He slashed downward fiercely.
“Clang!”
However, the sound of metal clashing emerged. Immediately after, the great halberd directly flew from the demon king’s hand, hurling sideways and smashing heavily into the mountain wall on one side, embedding itself deep in the massive rock.
In contrast, that demon king wore an expression of shock and anger. The tiger’s mouths on both hands had split open, with blood gushing out.
“Arrogant?”
“You cannot even withstand one punch from this king. What qualification do you have to shout at this king?”
Mo Fan arrived in front of that demon king and slapped him directly, sending him flying.
This domineering scene caused the pupils of many demon cultivators on White Feather Mountain to contract sharply. It also made some demon cultivators who had wanted to advance and surround Mo Fan halt in their steps.
This demon was so ferocious. Even a mid-King Realm great demon could not block a single slap. Who the hell would still dare to step forward?
Would that not be seeking death?
Mo Fan paid no heed to the shocked gazes of these fellows. He continued flying upward with the demons around him.
“Fellow cultivator, you have gone too far!”
Another demon king acted.
He sat high above the sea of clouds, slapping a palm downward.
In an instant, divine ability power circulated. That palm blotted out the sky and sun, as if it would cover the entire White Feather Mountain, pressing ruthlessly towards Mo Fan.
“Too far?”
“Could it be that this king can only allow you to bully him?”
Mo Fan snorted coldly. A trace of emerald green ghostly light appeared in his eyes, instantly discerning the opponent’s cultivation.
Late King Realm.
“In this world, the strong are always revered. My cultivation is higher than yours, so what I say is right!”
“What does fellow cultivator think?”
That demon king smiled, sitting high in the clouds. With a flip of his hand, it was as if the heavens tilted. Even before the heaven-supporting great hand approached, enormous oppressive force already emanated, making You Er and that group of demon generals struggle to breathe, their faces showing terror.
“What fellow cultivator says is naturally very correct. However, higher cultivation does not mean you are necessarily stronger than me!”
“Having a large hand also does not mean you are definitely stronger than me!”
Mo Fan laughed heartily. His right arm instantly swelled violently, then he once again punched towards the firmament.
Boom.
Fist and palm collided, immediately erupting with a heaven-shaking roar. At the same time, with Mo Fan as the centre, a storm ripple visible to the naked eye spread in all directions, affecting even minor demons more than ten li away, sweeping them directly outward.
Before that heaven-supporting great palm, Mo Fan appeared as insignificant as an ant.
Yet it was precisely this punch that caused a series of bone-cracking sounds to emerge from the great palm. Immediately after, a miserable cry came from above the sea of clouds.
With one punch, that demon king sitting high in the clouds was injured.
Taking advantage of the gap as the great palm overhead rapidly shrank, dragon wings unfolded behind Mo Fan. His speed suddenly increased several times. In almost an instant, he arrived above the sea of clouds.
“Fellow cultivator, it seems my strength is greater than yours. What do you think?”
Mo Fan smiled lightly. Seeing the opponent’s extremely unsightly expression, without waiting for him to speak more, he directly rewarded him with a slap.
Smack.
This slap was crisp and loud, directly sending this lofty demon king tumbling from the clouds.
Another demon king defeated in a single move.
This scene caused an uproar among the many demons secretly watching the battle on White Feather Mountain. It also made some demon kings preparing to act reconsider, no longer daring to strike easily.
Mo Fan stood in the sea of clouds, raising his head to look upward. He could already vaguely see the summit of White Feather Mountain.
There was a severed cliff there. Several figures stood at the edge of the cliff, including Bai Feng, whom Mo Fan knew well.
Bai Feng was also gazing at Mo Fan at this moment. Then she looked at the group of demon kings beside her and smiled slightly, “Do any elders wish to act?”
“This…”
The demon kings immediately hesitated.
“Rest assured, he has come to visit, so naturally he will not strike fatally.”
“This fellow is reputed to possess the power of a holy son, an unparalleled demonic prodigy. Within the Demon King Realm, he can be called invincible. Right now is a perfect opportunity for the elders to act. Perhaps you may gain some insights.”
Bai Feng’s words moved the group of demon kings, though more demon kings understood the vast gap between themselves and Mo Fan. They did not wish to lose face as demons under the watchful eyes of many.
“This old man will meet him.”
After a moment of silence, one demon king chose to act.
He had a pair of black and white wings. As the wings spread, he vanished without a trace.
“This old man is the Black and White Demon King, Great Elder of White Feather Mountain, at peak King Realm cultivation. I invite the young friend to grant instruction.”
A somewhat hoarse voice sounded. Immediately after, Mo Fan saw a figure approaching head-on.
Boom.
In the next moment, Mo Fan’s entire body was directly blasted flying.
“So fast.”
Mo Fan thought inwardly. Then, opening his mouth, he took You Er, whom he had been shielding nearby, into his bag. As for those demon generals, he paid no heed to their survival, instead taking them and flying once more towards the Black and White Demon King.
“Your White Feather Mountain’s way of receiving guests is truly unique.”
Mo Fan sneered coldly. Then he raised his head to look at Bai Feng watching the battle from the severed cliff above and smiled as he asked, “Sister Bai Feng, is this your intention or your ancestor’s intention?”
“Demon King Lai Bao jests. This is naturally not White Feather Mountain’s way of receiving guests. Bai Feng also apologises on behalf of those impolite demon generals below. I ask Demon King to please spare them.”
Bai Feng revealed a smile on her face, slightly bowing towards Mo Fan while explaining, “The various elders see that Demon King Lai Bao is unparalleled in bravery, so they cannot help feeling itchy to test Demon King’s strength.”
“No problem.”
Mo Fan nodded. Then demonic power surged, transforming into black tentacles that swung the several demon generals nearby and hurled them towards the Black and White Demon King.
“Now, this king will get serious.”
Mo Fan grinned. Since Bai Feng had put it that way, he could not be bothered to pursue the matter further. He would fight his way up first.
In an instant, a lightning mark emerged at the centre of his brow. Thunder shone all over his body. With one step, he vanished from his original spot.
