Fengming Mountain Territory.
Above the vast sea of clouds, an old man in a yellow robe was being blocked by an old woman holding a snake-shaped staff.
“Fellow Daoist, you have crossed the line!”
The old woman was dressed in a black robe, her silver hair tied up in a bun, and she was coldly staring at the yellow-robed old man opposite her.
The yellow-robed old man was seated on a golden lion demon. Upon hearing her words, he did not take offence and smiled slightly, “What, is Fengming Mountain not welcoming this old man to visit a friend?”
“Fengming Mountain welcomes friends, but not troublemakers. Fellow Daoist, you have come from thousands of miles away. You know very well what you are after!” the old woman said with a cold snort.
“So, it’s about that matter. It’s just a scuffle among the younger generation. Please, Fellow Daoist, don’t take it too seriously.”
The yellow-robed old man smiled and continued, “We have not violated the rules set by the White Tiger Saint King, so naturally, we won’t bring disaster to your Fengming Mountain. Besides, hasn’t the Fire Phoenix Saint King said nothing about it?”
The old woman fell silent for a moment before saying indifferently, “The Saint King is still in seclusion. Where would she find the time to deal with your trivial matters? I won’t pursue this issue, but you must stop here! No matter the outcome, you must leave as soon as possible!”
“Very well!”
The yellow-robed old man nodded with a smile, then grinned, “With your word, this old man is reassured. That toad demon is as good as dead!”
This time, the old woman said nothing more and quietly closed her eyes.
Below the sea of clouds was the location of Mo Fan and his group.
At this moment, he looked up at the demon cultivator charging down fiercely, a wry smile forming in his heart.
“Do the great demons of Fengming Mountain just love to pick on me?!”
With that, a cold glint flashed in Mo Fan’s eyes as he shouted at the rapidly approaching demon cultivator, “Who are you, and why have you come here?!”
“I’m here only to kill you!”
A domineering voice echoed from the sky. The demon cultivator was like a falling meteor, moving at an astonishing speed, his body shrouded in black demonic flames, exuding a terrifying killing intent.
Even before he reached them, an intense oppressive force enveloped Mo Fan and his demon companions.
“Such intense killing intent!”
White-Clothed’s face changed slightly, and she immediately furrowed her brow.
“I’ll cut him down!”
Before Black-Clothed’s words fully left her mouth, she shot into the sky.
Her wings spread behind her, turning her entire body into a blur. During her flight, her body completed its armoured transformation, and she swung a massive scythe, slashing directly at the incoming demon cultivator!
“Boom!!”
In an instant, the two figures collided, producing a thunderous roar in the sky.
Soon, a figure plummeted from the sky, crashing into the ground!
“Black-Clothed!”
Mo Fan’s pupils shrank sharply at the sight. He hadn’t expected the enemy to be so ferocious, knocking Black-Clothed to the ground in a single clash.
At the same time, the charging figure, halted by Black-Clothed’s attack, lost much of its downward momentum. The black demonic flames on its body had also dimmed significantly, but it still rushed towards Mo Fan.
At this moment, Mo Fan finally saw the figure’s face clearly.
It was a young man clad in black armour.
The young man’s appearance was unremarkable, his skin slightly dark, and his short black hair stood up like steel needles.
Even in armour, his astonishing physique was undeniable, with sharply defined muscles.
In each of his hands, he wielded a massive spherical hammer, glaring down at Mo Fan with a sinister smile.
“This guy…!”
Mo Fan’s brows furrowed. He didn’t recognise this demon, but judging by the aura, it hadn’t reached the Demon King level. Yet, the terrifying oppressive force was even stronger than that of a Demon King!
This was a demon general even more monstrous than Black-Clothed!
Mo Fan took a deep breath, feeling a trace of bitterness. He couldn’t understand why Fengming Mountain’s demon territory had so many freaks!
Black-Clothed and White-Clothed were one thing, but then came that first-generation demon, and now this one…
Was this place truly a gathering ground for monsters?
“Could this guy be another first-generation demon cultivator?”
Mo Fan frowned, feeling somewhat exasperated. He thought the great demons of Fengming Mountain were giving him too much credit.
But it likely wasn’t the Lei Yu family this time. Given his feud with them, there was no need for them to send one demon at a time like some cartoon rescue mission. If two first-generation demons attacked together, in his current state, he’d likely not survive.
But if it wasn’t the Lei Yu family, then who could it be?
“Acting within the rules… this isn’t just framing the Lei Yu family anymore… it’s about killing me!”
Mo Fan murmured to himself, a flash of killing intent in his eyes.
All this flashed through Mo Fan’s mind. As the black-armoured demon cultivator drew closer, before Mo Fan could speak, White-Clothed flew out first, heading straight for the enemy!
At the same time, two other figures also shot forward: the double-headed wolf demon and the turtle demon thrall.
“Thralls?”
Seeing the three clouds of ghostly mist coming at him, a trace of surprise appeared on the black-armoured demon cultivator’s face, but it quickly turned into a dark scowl.
“Mere thralls dare to act arrogantly before this Holy Son?”
“I’ll shatter your souls and make sure you never reincarnate!”
The black-armoured demon cultivator sneered, raising his hand to send a wave of black demonic flames towards the three ghostly mists.
“You seem to have forgotten about me!”
A cold voice rang out from behind the black-armoured demon cultivator. He turned to look, only to see a massive fist descending from the sky!
Divine Ability, Gigantification Technique!
Boom!!
Mo Fan’s punch sent the black-armoured demon cultivator crashing to the ground!
Then, with a wave of his hand, a lightning mark appeared on his forehead. The power of wind and thunder surged from his body, transforming into a hurricane that blew away the black demonic flames trapping White-Clothed and the three thralls into the distance.
The demonic flames didn’t extinguish but fell like heavenly fire, ravaging the earth!
“Such terrifying flames, impossible to put out!”
Mo Fan’s brows furrowed. He retracted his divine ability and looked at his right fist, where the flesh was completely charred, exposing the bones of his hand.
Due to his hand’s fusion with the Sky-Devouring Demon Bone, the black flames didn’t harm the bones. Instead, they triggered the special power within the Sky-Devouring Demon Bone, which emitted a faint black glow, quickly devouring the black flames that had invaded Mo Fan’s arm!
Not only that, Mo Fan even faintly sensed the existence of his inner space!
“This is…!”
This sudden change made Mo Fan’s eyes light up. He hadn’t expected the black flames to aid the recovery of the Sky-Devouring Demon Bone, loosening the seal on his inner space!
This discovery thrilled Mo Fan beyond measure.
Though he knew the seal on his inner space would eventually lift, the uncertainty of when had always worried him.
But now, it seemed he had found a solution!
Divine Ability, Regeneration!
Mo Fan murmured to himself, activating the regeneration ability. The charred flesh on his fist began to regrow at a visible speed, while the blackened flesh fell to the ground.
“Excellent, this guy is full of surprises!”
A joyful expression appeared on Mo Fan’s face as he flew downward!
This time, the hunter had become the hunted!
