In Demon Spirit Valley, Mo Fan had just devoured two demons when he was surrounded by a group of Black Underworld Mountain demons pursuing him.
Mo Fan frowned slightly but showed no trace of fear.
Feeling the new power within him, he twisted his neck, producing a series of cracking sounds that made some surrounding demons swallow hard.
They sensed an unusually strong aura emanating from him.
At this moment, Knife Demon, clad in a green robe, also furrowed his brows. He detected a particularly dangerous vibe from Mo Fan and turned to a palm-sized, four-winged demon on his shoulder, asking gravely, “Are you sure it’s this guy?”
“Rest assured, I may lack divine abilities and strength compared to you lot, but my eyesight far surpasses yours!”
“The footprints we followed lead right to this guy!”
The tiny demon chuckled, its eyes eerily large, taking up two-thirds of its head.
Mo Fan could tell at a glance it was an insect-transformed demon, pitifully small and not a threat.
He scanned the surroundings and saw a sizable group: seven Ding-rank demons and over a dozen lesser demons.
“Are you from Black Underworld Mountain?”
Mo Fan questioned first.
At the same time, he felt a secret thrill, not sensing danger but rather an opportunity for a grand feast!
“And which mountain are you from?”
Knife Demon spoke slowly, his tone icy, his cold gaze fixed on Mo Fan.
“Which mountain I’m from doesn’t matter. What matters is why you’re here?”
Mo Fan smiled, locking eyes with Knife Demon. He could tell this one was the leader, and his demonic aura was strong, nearly matching Mo Fan’s, perhaps even denser.
This meant the green-robed demon was also at peak Ding-rank cultivation!
“Well said!”
“I’m Knife Demon, a trusted Ding-rank follower under Second General Green Bat of Black Underworld Mountain.”
“We’re here for Black Bat. You should understand what I mean. So, can you do me a favour and release Black Bat?”
Knife Demon spoke slowly, leading the demons closer, tightening the encirclement, and said gravely, “Black Bat is Second General’s illegitimate son. He came to the Three Mountains Trial to gain experience and merits, aiming to break through to Ding-rank and establish his own camp. No mistakes can be made, or we’ll have no way to explain to Second General!”
Illegitimate son?
Mo Fan was stunned. Earlier, Black Bat had claimed to be Green Bat’s brother. It seemed the poor fool was kept in the dark about his true relation to Green Bat until his death.
But whatever their relationship, it made no difference to Mo Fan, just another piece of gossip.
“You mean that bat demon?”
Mo Fan laughed, watching the demons close in, grinning, “Sorry to disappoint, but I’ve already eaten him!
So I can’t help you with your request, Brother Knife Demon!”
As Mo Fan spoke, a crimson glow appeared on his body, forming a crimson suit of armour: the high-grade magic tool, Crimson Flame Gold Armor, perfect for both attack and defence!
“Scoundrel!”
“Damn it!”
“You’re courting death!”
The Black Underworld Mountain demons erupted in fury, knowing they’d face Second General Green Bat’s wrath.
Even Knife Demon’s face darkened. He quickened his pace, charging at Mo Fan, his low voice rumbling, “If that’s the case, it’s truly unfortunate. I’ll have to take your head to appease Second General’s anger!”
“Kill!”
With Knife Demon’s low shout, the demons attacked, rushing toward Mo Fan.
“Perfect. Devouring you all will smooth my path to Demon General!”
Mo Fan, far from angry, laughed. Demonic aura surged as he spat out a flying sword, aiming straight for Knife Demon!
“Swish!”
The sword reached Knife Demon in an instant, targeting his forehead.
“Clang!”
But Knife Demon raised his hand, his right arm transforming into a sharp green blade, deflecting the sword with ease.
Mo Fan’s mind stirred, and the sword veered around Knife Demon, piercing the chests of several lesser demons.
“Ah…!”
Screams echoed as demons fell, writhing and howling, instantly losing their fighting ability but not fatally wounded.
At that moment, Knife Demon closed in, swinging his blade at Mo Fan’s head.
“Get lost!”
Mo Fan snorted, throwing a punch!
Clang!
His armoured fist collided with the green blade. Both demons trembled, the ground beneath them cracking, and a powerful gust swept outward, keeping the lesser demons at bay.
Feeling the force from the blade, Mo Fan’s lips curled. Knife Demon’s strength seemed lacking?
“Boom!”
The next moment, Mo Fan unleashed a surge of ferocious power, aiming to send Knife Demon flying.
Knife Demon trembled, as if swaying in a storm, shocked by the force. Just as he was about to be thrown back, two more legs sprouted from under his robe. With four legs planted firmly, he redirected Mo Fan’s punch into the ground, causing it to sink, as if struck by an invisible fist, forming a massive crater.
Mo Fan’s eyes flashed with surprise, clearly not expecting Knife Demon’s trick.
Meanwhile, the other six Ding-rank demons closed in, each attacking Mo Fan with their own techniques!
Boom!
With Mo Fan at the centre, a fierce blaze erupted, enveloping the surroundings and forcing the Ding-rank demons back.
This was the fire-based runic attack of the Crimson Flame Gold Armor.
After repelling the demons, Mo Fan didn’t linger, turning to break out to one side.
“Get back!”
A towering Ding-rank demon grinned savagely, swinging a millstone-sized fist at Mo Fan’s head.
Small Thunder Sound Fist!
Mo Fan’s gaze turned icy as he countered with a punch!
“You’re dead! I’m a black bear demon. No Ding-rank demon in Black Underworld Mountain dares match my strength. You think you—”
“Pfft…”
Before the black bear demon could finish, a series of bone-cracking sounds erupted. His massive fist exploded into a mist of blood, bone fragments flying, his thick arm mangled beyond recognition.
As the black bear spat a mouthful of blood, his huge body flew back like a broken kite.
In that moment, Mo Fan broke through effortlessly, shooting out a tongue arrow that pierced the black bear’s body, dragging it back and swallowing it whole!
In a single exchange, Mo Fan devoured the aggressive black bear demon.
The sight chilled the Black Underworld Mountain demons to the bone, fueling their rage.
“Damn it!”
“Old Bear’s dead! Kill him to avenge him!”
The demons, shocked and furious, charged at Mo Fan again, brandishing various demon weapons, their demonic aura boiling!
