Mo Fan’s speed was extremely fast, but the Black and White Demon King’s speed was not slow either. For some reason, he had activated a divine ability that caused a layer of shimmering flow to attach to his black and white wings. As the wings spread, fierce winds howled.
“I have long heard of the great name of Demon King Lai Bao. Although your cultivation is only at early King Realm, you possess the ability to rival peak King Realm!”
“Today, let this old man test his skills and weigh your true strength!”
The Black and White Demon King laughed heartily. His figure was like a ghost, and at this moment, he seemed more like a wisp of fierce wind, changing instantaneously in the sky, difficult for the naked eye to capture.
“Then, senior, you must be careful!”
Mo Fan also laughed heartily upon hearing this. His body transformed into lightning, continuously pursuing the Black and White Demon King.
Both demons were far too fast, to the extent that other demon cultivators could not clearly see their figures at all. They could only observe lightning exploding and fierce winds howling.
The Black and White Demon King was indeed worthy of being a peak King Realm great demon. His strength far surpassed that late King Realm great demon from before by an unknown amount.
After several consecutive collisions, the Black and White Demon King suffered some losses in physical confrontations. Just as Mo Fan felt delighted, he discovered a wisp of cyan light circulating on the opponent’s body. It was precisely this wisp of cyan light that caused all of Mo Fan’s subsequent attacks to miss.
“As expected, a great demon who has cultivated to peak King Realm will never be weak in strength!”
Mo Fan’s brows furrowed slightly. He began a more frenzied assault, his speed continuously stacking, attempting to overwhelm the Black and White Demon King’s reactions.
Yet no matter how much he increased his speed, the latter’s body remained elusive and unpredictable, as if he were attacking a mass of wind. As long as there was any airflow, the opponent could drift away a step ahead.
This sensation was more like punching cotton, and that feeling of powerless exertion made Mo Fan inwardly frustrated.
However, the Black and White Demon King was likewise somewhat depressed at this moment, because Mo Fan’s speed was too great. Although he could dodge Mo Fan’s attacks with his divine ability, he also could not capture Mo Fan’s figure.
Thus, the battle between the two could be described as evenly matched. Though they continuously collided in the sky, in reality, it was merely friction between vital energies, with no actual physical impacts occurring.
But in the eyes of the many demons on White Feather Mountain, it appeared differently. They assumed the two demons were equally matched, fighting with great intensity.
Seeing that he could not touch the Black and White Demon King, Mo Fan also grew angry. He directly transformed into thunder and flew high into the firmament. Then, the thunder at the centre of his brow shone brilliantly. Immediately after, he reached out with one hand, grasping directly downward.
Divine ability, Hand of the Thunder God.
Whoosh.
In an instant, endless thunder surged. Thunderclouds densely covered the firmament. A heaven-supporting great hand entirely condensed from thunder extended from the thunderclouds, directly enveloping everything below.
In Mo Fan’s view, since you are as slippery as a loach, I will simply cover this entire void, leaving you nowhere to evade.
Boom.
The sky rumbled, thunder flashed. The airspace above the entire White Feather Mountain seemed to transform into a thunder pool. The momentum was so vast that even Ancestor Bai Lu, who was in secluded cultivation, was startled.
On the severed cliff, a figure suddenly appeared.
“Ancestor!”
The many demons, upon seeing this, all paid respectful salutes.
“Hm.”
Bai Lu nodded, but his gaze was fixed tightly on Mo Fan in the sky. He spoke solemnly, “This brat has grown stronger again!”
“Ancestor, do you mean Demon King Lai Bao is stronger than the last time we met?”
Bai Feng looked with surprise at the small old man who had appeared beside her.
“Hm. The last time we went to congratulate him, this brat had only just broken through to Demon King not long before. But now, only a few months have passed, and he has already broken through to mid-Demon King!”
“Moreover… this fellow possesses a very special divine ability!”
When Bai Lu reached this point, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
“Special divine ability?”
Bai Feng looked at Bai Lu with puzzlement.
“Have you not noticed, Feng’er?”
“The divine abilities this brat is currently using are all thunder and lightning powers. Or rather, all the divine abilities he has displayed are those of that old thunder boar from before!”
Bai Lu’s tone was grave. In his eyes as he looked at Mo Fan, there was a trace of doubt, though it soon became increasingly bright.
“Ah?”
“Ancestor, are you saying that after Demon King Lai Bao killed Ancestor Purple Lightning, he also seized his divine abilities?”
Bai Feng was thoroughly shocked.
In fact, she had noticed this before, but she had not thought in that direction. She merely assumed Lai Bao originally possessed divine abilities related to thunder power.
But now, hearing Bai Lu explain it this way, she immediately realised.
If he could truly seize the divine abilities of other demons, then this fellow would be too terrifying.
“Although it sounds exaggerated, the facts are just so!”
“This brat’s divine ability is probably perversely frightening!”
“However, our demon race’s divine abilities are inherently mysterious and unpredictable. Though his is somewhat more perverse, it should also have significant restrictions. He cannot seize the divine abilities of just any demon, so there is no need to worry excessively!”
“Even so, this brat is still far too heaven-defying!”
Bai Lu shook his head, his tone carrying some lament. At the same time, he genuinely envied Mo Fan, this favoured child of heaven.
Demonic cultivation is just like that. Sometimes, awakening a good divine ability can even surpass a century of bitter cultivation by others.
The conversation between the two demons was conducted via voice transmission, so it was not heard by the other nearby demon cultivators. Immediately, a demon king asked, “Ancestor, do you think Elder Black and White can win?”
“Win?”
Ancestor Bai Lu smiled upon hearing this, then spoke meaningfully, “It would already be good if he could fight to a draw!”
What?!
All the demon kings were shocked upon hearing this.
One must know that the Black and White Demon King was the strongest on White Feather Mountain aside from Ancestor Bai Lu himself. His divine ability was also extremely powerful, and his cultivation was evident. In their view, unless an ancestor like Bai Lu acted, the Black and White Demon King had no possibility of defeat.
Yet at this moment, Ancestor Bai Lu had spoken such words, truly startling them greatly.
“Watch carefully. Such opportunities are rare!”
Ancestor Bai Lu reminded them timely. The demon kings harboured no doubts and all focused intently on the battle.
In the sky, as the Hand of the Thunder God descended, the Black and White Demon King, with no escape possible, no longer evaded. He similarly unleashed a terrifying divine ability. Endless wind power gathered, and several massive tornadoes emerged around his body, actually holding firm against the pressing Hand of the Thunder God.
“Divine ability, Storm Divine Weapon!”
The Black and White Demon King stood at the centre of those tornadoes. He let out a low shout. Then, the tornadoes around his body all fused together, ultimately forming a storm spear.
“Break!”
The storm spear was sacrificed, actually tearing apart Mo Fan’s Hand of the Thunder God by force.
“Divine ability, Myriad Transformations Wind Shadow!”
In the next moment, the Black and White Demon King once again unleashed his divine ability. One after another, figures emerged from his body.
In an instant, he divided into more than ten, each figure emitting an equally terrifying aura.
Avatars?
Mo Fan’s brows furrowed. He raised his hand and punched, directly shattering the oncoming storm spear by force.
Although that storm spear possessed extremely terrifying attack power, it still could not breach the protective dragon energy on Mo Fan’s body. In the end, it was ground to nothingness by his single punch.
If one were to say which part of Mo Fan’s body was the strongest, aside from his head, it would probably be his right hand.
Within his head resided the mysterious treasure known as the Money Coin, which could protect him at critical moments, even shielding him from external spiritual force invasions. As for his right hand, it had fused with that Devouring Heaven Palm Bone.
Thus, let alone a mere storm spear, even an attack from an Ancestor Realm demon cultivator, Mo Fan would dare to meet with his right hand bare.
However, this scene, falling into the eyes of the Black and White Demon King, caused his pupils to contract sharply.
“It is impolite not to reciprocate. Young friend, take one strike from this old man as well!”
The Black and White Demon King’s voice shook the skies.
In an instant, those more than ten figures all sacrificed their Storm Divine Weapons, ultimately fusing into one and killing towards Mo Fan.
Sensing the terrifying aura emanating from that Storm Divine Weapon, even Mo Fan could not help but twitch his eyelids slightly.
Facing this strike, he had several ways to receive it, or even destroy it. But in the end, he still held back, directly transforming into lightning and vanishing from his original spot.
