The aura erupting from Mo Fan caused all the demonic cultivators to frown slightly.
Yet very quickly, mocking smiles reappeared on their faces.
Only Ri Ying frowned and said, “For a demon to actually cultivate a human golden core, that is truly rare!”
“Unfortunately, a mere mid Core Formation cultivation will hardly be enough to withstand us!”
“So… you still refuse to hand over the immortal treasure?”
As he spoke these last words, Ri Ying’s voice turned utterly icy, while powerful pressure radiated from his body, fully revealing the might of the early Core Formation stage.
“Hahahaha… you are killing me!”
Far from being intimidated, Mo Fan burst into loud laughter and pointed at Ri Ying. “You yourself are only at the early Core Formation stage, yet you dare look down on my mid Core Formation cultivation?”
“Are all you demonic cultivators this arrogant?”
As he spoke, Mo Fan looked up at the sky. The once-clear weather was gradually turning gloomy. Dark clouds began gathering from all directions.
The people before him, however, failed to notice the changes overhead. They continued pressing Mo Fan, determined to strip him of everything he possessed.
“Arrogant?”
“No, you demon simply do not understand my strength!”
“Nor the strength of my Sun Moon Holy Sect!”
Ri Ying sneered coldly, then slowly raised both hands. Behind him, nine dazzling great suns gradually materialised!
The moment those nine blazing suns appeared, even Corpse Daoist’s expression changed. He immediately led the Corpse Yin Sect cultivators backward more than ten zhang.
“Did you see that, demon?”
“My phenomenon is called Nine Suns Blazing the Heavens. Among all divine body phenomena, it ranks near the very top!”
Ri Ying spoke calmly, then turned to Yue Chan beside him with a smile. “Junior sister, release your phenomenon as well. Let this fellow witness our true power!”
“Very well!”
Yue Chan nodded slightly and spread her arms, lifting them gently upward.
Hum.
A resonant hum echoed through the void. An enormous bright moon slowly emerged behind Yue Chan.
The instant that moon appeared, with Yue Chan at the centre, mist rose from the ground within a ten-li radius. Frost began condensing on the grass, and the temperature plummeted!
“My phenomenon: the Bright Moon Hangs High!”
Yue Chan’s cool voice rang out. She looked down indifferently at Mo Fan within the array and continued, “Demon, though we are only at the early Core Formation stage, both Senior Brother Ri Ying and I can slay late or even peak Core Formation cultivators!”
“If you know what is good for you, hand over the immortal treasure at once. Otherwise we will have no choice but to kill you!”
“Oh? So if I hand the immortal treasure to the two of you, those Corpse Yin Sect fellows will leave this king alone?”
Mo Fan’s eyes flashed as he grinned.
Though the phenomena of these two were indeed intimidating, the moment Mo Fan sensed the aura of the thunder tribulation, all panic vanished.
Instead, he began stalling for time, waiting for the tribulation clouds to fully form.
He had already decided: while undergoing his tribulation, he might as well pull off a massive counterattack and drag these so-called direct disciples of great sects into crossing the tribulation with him!
The moment this idea appeared, Mo Fan could barely contain his excitement at his own brilliant plan.
Sure enough, as soon as he spoke, the expressions of the Corpse Yin Sect group changed.
Corpse Daoist stepped forward. A phenomenon likewise appeared behind him.
It was a dark realm, like an abyss, within which a single blood-red eye stared out.
“My phenomenon may not be as gorgeous as yours, but when it comes to killing, I daresay it is no weaker!”
Corpse Daoist sneered coldly and stepped forward. The blood-red eye in the abyss behind him instantly fixed upon the four cultivators of the Sun Moon Holy Sect.
“The Earth Fiend Nether Body truly lives up to its reputation!”
“Yet though the Nether Abyss is powerful, I am afraid it will still struggle against the two of us together,” Ri Ying said calmly, narrowing his eyes.
“Shall we find out?”
Corpse Daoist laughed savagely. Light flickered at the centre of his brow, and a ferocious aura poured out, as though some peerless vicious demon were imprisoned there.
Mo Fan was delighted by the sight. He spoke leisurely, “There is only one immortal treasure. In my opinion…”
“Shut up!”
Before he could finish, all three shouted at him in unison.
“Corpse Daoist, this demon is extremely slippery. He clearly wants to profit while we fight. I am sure you do not wish to see that either?”
Ri Ying suddenly changed the subject. “Why not kill this demon first, then compete for the immortal treasure afterwards? That way he cannot take advantage of us!”
“I agree!”
Corpse Daoist nodded.
The three who had been at each other’s throats moments ago instantly turned their gazes toward Mo Fan in perfect unison.
“…”
Mo Fan was speechless, but he also knew it had never been realistic to provoke these two sides into fighting each other.
Only idiots were truly swayed by words.
Clearly, none of these people were idiots.
“In the end, a fight is inevitable…”
Mo Fan sighed, then looked up at the sky that had become a solid mass of black clouds pressing down. A brilliant smile spread across his face. “But the timing is just about right!”
What did he mean?
All the demonic cultivators frowned, not quite understanding his words.
“What is that?!”
Suddenly, one of the Corpse Yin Sect cultivators cried out in alarm.
Everyone followed his gaze and saw the man staring gravely at the sky.
Then they all looked up. The clear sky from moments ago was now covered by a solid canopy of black clouds!
“You all want the immortal treasure, yes?”
“It is right here on this king. Come and take it if you dare!”
“Hahahaha…”
Mo Fan laughed wildly. His dragon wings unfurled, and he shot into the sky like a bolt of lightning!
“Get back down here!”
Corpse Daoist roared in fury and once again unleashed his Corpse Yin Palm, trying to force Mo Fan back to the ground.
This time, however, Mo Fan opened his mouth and spat out the Thunder God Spear. With a single strike he shattered the mountain-like emerald palm print, then grasped the spear tightly and turned into a streak of lightning that soared upward!
“That divine spear is a Demon Ancestor sacred weapon!”
“Chase him!”
One cultivator recognised the Thunder God Spear in Mo Fan’s hand. His eyes lit up, and he immediately flew after him.
A Demon Ancestor sacred weapon was comparable to a supreme-grade human treasure, something only Nascent Soul cultivators were worthy of wielding. Naturally it set all their hearts ablaze.
After staring for a moment, Corpse Daoist gritted his teeth and gave chase as well!
“Senior brother, do we follow?”
“Those thunderclouds are clearly strange!”
Yue Chan frowned, watching the cultivators flying away overhead, momentarily uncertain.
“That demon clearly cultivates some kind of thunder-type divine ability. It is extraordinary, but not invincible!”
“Those heavenly phenomena are probably caused by one of his divine abilities!”
“There is only one immortal treasure. We cannot let it slip away. Chase!”
After a brief moment of thought, Ri Ying made his decision and shot upward.
The remaining three immediately followed, pursuing Mo Fan.
They had considered the possibility that it might be a demon cultivator’s tribulation cloud, but how could such perfect timing exist?
They had watched Mo Fan fight nonstop inside the Dragon Ruins. Forget breaking through; he had struggled just to keep his realm stable without serious injury.
In their view, he could not possibly have had time to break through the moment he left the Dragon Ruins, just as they themselves had not.
As for altering heavenly phenomena, both Ri Ying and Yue Chan could do that themselves!
Yet as the thunder tribulation in the sky truly erupted, terrifying thunder pouring down like waterfalls, the unmistakable aura of tribulation finally revealed itself!
In that instant, every cultivator chasing Mo Fan felt their hair stand on end!
“Damn it, it really is a thunder tribulation!”
“That beast is actually trying to drag us into crossing the tribulation with him! Does he not know that the more people there are, the stronger the tribulation becomes?!”
“Stop talking, run! Run!!”
