After Dajiao left, Mo Fan seemed much more silent on the subsequent journey.
At least when Dajiao was around, he could chat with him a bit; but now, whether it was Sancunding or the yellow bull demon, they were so afraid of him that they dared not initiate conversation.
Along the way, Mo Fan had devoured countless demons; he felt there were at least sixty or seventy. Although most were lesser demons, the demonic aura vortex in his body was expanding wildly. The demonic aura inside became more viscous, seeming as if it could liquefy at any moment.
Even so, Mo Fan still hadn’t sensed that barrier; he felt somewhat disappointed in his heart.
Of course, quite a few demons escaped from him, mostly those that could fly.
For such demons, Mo Fan truly had few means to completely exterminate them. After all, he was a land-based demon; as long as they flew high enough, he had no way.
It was precisely because of this that a comical incident occurred during the journey, leaving Mo Fan both amused and helpless.
He had devoured a group of demons but missed one flying demon.
That flying demon couldn’t beat Mo Fan, but it flew high enough to escape his spell range. Thus, it hovered above Mo Fan’s head, cursing incessantly. Whenever it saw demons ahead, it would fly over in advance to warn them, telling the crowd that a great devil was coming. Once targeted by him, they would be eaten; it was extremely brutal!
This scene left Mo Fan helpless and amused; finally, he used the Bewitching Golden Light divine ability to scare it away.
However, as a result, the news spread from one to ten, ten to a hundred; soon, all the demons participating in the trial in Demon Spirit Valley heard a terrifying message.
There was an extremely horrifying demon in Demon Spirit Valley who specialised in eating other demons, known as the “Demon Eater” among demons!
Mo Fan was naturally unaware of this; even if he knew, he probably wouldn’t care.
But it did bring him considerable negative impact, such that for a long time, he couldn’t devour any demons.
Those demons who were fighting fiercely would, upon spotting Mo Fan riding the yellow bull, turn and flee in terror simultaneously, not even continuing the fight. This left Mo Fan utterly confused.
It wasn’t until later that he finally understood everything.
When night fell, Mo Fan finally arrived under that immensely huge Six-Coloured Vermilion Fruit Tree.
The ground here had long been dyed red with blood; hundreds of demons were constantly clashing, their battle cries shaking the heavens. Severed limbs and remains were everywhere; some demon soldiers crisscrossed, and a slight carelessness could injure other demons.
“It’s finally time for this grandpa to show his skills!”
Upon seeing the scene before him, Mo Fan was not alarmed but delighted; a thick joy appeared in his eyes.
If he devoured all these demons, wouldn’t he break through to the Demon General Realm soon?
Just as he was about to jump off the old yellow bull’s back, the battlefield, which had been resounding with battle cries, suddenly fell silent.
Almost at the same time, all demons abandoned the fight and turned to look at Mo Fan.
“Black robe!”
“Ugly bald head!”
“Big yellow bull!”
“Damn! The Demon Eater is here!!”
“Run! The Demon Eater is here!!”
It was unknown which demon suddenly let out a scream; then the demons clashing under the treasure tree all turned and fled, leaving Mo Fan stunned.
“That damned bald bird, how dare it slander this grandpa’s reputation like this? Does this grandpa not care about face?!”
After being dazed for a while, Mo Fan couldn’t help cursing inwardly.
The so-called bald bird was the bird demon that had cursed him all the way; because it had no feathers on its head, Mo Fan called it the bald bird.
He could tolerate being called the Demon Eater, but what the hell was “ugly bald head”?!
Mo Fan trembled with anger, yet he saw that the demons who had been fighting fiercely moments ago had all fled completely, leaving him alone riding the big yellow bull, speechless.
However, he didn’t chase after them; instead, he jumped off the bull’s back, came under the treasure tree, and let the big yellow bull lie on the blood-soaked ground. He then sat grandly on the soft bull body.
He was waiting for the arrival of his six lesser demons.
For those fleeing demons, Mo Fan was not panicked at all. He didn’t believe the high-ranking demons of the three mountains would allow those lesser demons to escape; there must be countermeasures. Otherwise, how could it be called a “slaughter”?
This scene also left the figures above the treasure tree speechless.
These figures were the masterminds behind this three-mountain trial, the high-ranking demons of the three mountains!
“Demon Eater? Quite interesting… By the way, which mountain’s demon is this? He seems very powerful; my Black Nether Mountain doesn’t have one.”
A black-robed, fair-skinned demon, beautiful like a woman, suddenly spoke faintly, casting his gaze at the two demons opposite.
“This probably needs to be asked of Old Pig; our Black Cloud Mountain doesn’t have such a damn demon either.” One of them, a burly elder in armour, shrugged and looked at the black-bearded big man beside him.
This black-bearded big man was none other than the Black Wind Mountain Demon King!
At this moment, a flash of surprise passed through his eyes; then he spoke indifferently, “You two, this time, Black Wind Mountain has the fewest demons participating in the three-mountain trial. It’s rare to have a somewhat powerful one; you don’t need to mock here, do you?
Do you dare say you have no contingencies?!”
“Whether there are contingencies or not, let’s not discuss yet; but the appearance of this Demon Eater has scared away the demons. How can the trial continue?” The black-robed youth sneered, his gaze fixed on the Black Wind Demon King.
“Isn’t this easy to handle?”
“Just kill him directly, as I see it.” The armoured elder grinned.
“Night Owl, this is a demon from my Black Wind Mountain, not your Black Cloud Mountain’s. If you dare touch him, this king will eat all the demons from your Black Cloud Mountain in the barrier!”
“As this king sees it, just shrink the barrier, force these lesser demons to have no place to hide, and make them come here to fight!
At dawn, judge the winner based on the number of surviving demons; how about that?”
The Black Wind Demon King snorted coldly, then narrowed his eyes slightly and stated his idea.
“I have no objection!” The black-robed youth shrugged.
“Agreed!”
The armoured elder also nodded.
Seeing both demon kings agree, the Black Wind Demon King immediately turned to a tall woman in colourful clothes behind him and said, “Shan Feng, shrink the barrier!”
“Yes, Great King!”
The woman in colourful clothes nodded, then flew into the sky and soon disappeared without a trace.
Under the treasure tree, Mo Fan looked up but only saw densely packed spirit fruits emitting dazzling brilliance.
His heart stirred, and he thought secretly, “The treasure tree is right in front of me; can I secretly pick some? Anyway, there are no demons around now; probably no other demons will know, right?”
Thinking this, Mo Fan directly instructed Sancunding on his shoulder, “Little guy, fly up and pick some fruits for this master!”
“Ah?”
“Master, this… is this okay? These are treasures coveted by those great demons!”
Sancunding was immediately troubled upon hearing this; he wasn’t stupid and naturally understood what it meant to touch these fruits.
“What nonsense; this master tells you to pick, just go. Whether it works or not, won’t we know after trying?”
Mo Fan rolled his eyes and urged hurriedly.
Sancunding had no choice but to obey; but as soon as he approached within a zhang of the treasure tree, he was repelled by a beam of light and couldn’t get close at all.
“Let me try!”
Mo Fan frowned upon seeing this; as he opened his mouth, a flying sword shot out, heading straight for a spirit fruit above!
“Buzz—”
The space trembled, rippling like water waves, yet it allowed the flying sword to advance no further.
Mo Fan frowned, his demonic aura surging within; he fully urged the flying sword forward, making it burst with brilliant light.
The next moment, the flying sword actually pierced through that ripple, about to hit the fruit; but at that instant, a black beam shot down from above.
“Ding!”
With a light sound, the flying sword near the fruit was immediately repelled.
Mo Fan’s face changed drastically upon seeing this; with a casual gesture, he recalled the flying sword.
Only then did he look above the treasure tree, seeming to understand something.
“Master, it was just a bit short; if you try again, you might get that spirit fruit!” Sancunding flew back, exclaiming excitedly.
“Shut up!”
Mo Fan flicked his finger on the guy’s head, immediately making the latter shake his head, looking dazed.
“These great demons really have good tastes!”
Mo Fan snorted coldly in his heart, dispelling the thought and withdrawing his gaze, no longer looking at those spirit fruits.
Next, what he needed to do was to protect his lesser demons as much as possible while trying his best to devour more demons and break through to the Demon General Realm as soon as possible!
Mo Fan was very clear that with the strength he had shown now, if he didn’t break through to the Demon General Realm, he would likely die as soon as the trial ended!
Only by breaking through to the Demon General Realm could he truly have a sliver of self-preservation power and truly deter those great demons who had ideas about him!
At the same time, thousands of miles away, Black Wind Mountain welcomed a huge sailing ship.
That sailing ship was a hundred zhang long, riding the wind and revealing its massive hull in the sea of clouds…
