Chapter 1220: Chapter 1220: Unworthy of Being a Demon

At the moment that chilling laughter echoed, Emperor Shuiyan completely lost all reasoning, and let out a piercing demon howl to the sky, as if enduring immense pain.

His towering Eternal True Body, like a beast, pressed its four limbs to the ground, the blood light around him surged severalfold in an instant, changing from its original crimson to a bizarre black and red hue.

Instead of dispersing, the black-red blood light wrapped around Emperor Shuiyan’s true body like a layer of blood clothing.

Emperor Shuiyan’s hair began to grow wildly and turn white, while countless beast-like white hairs sprouted all over his body.

He seemed truly transformed into a beast, even sprouting sinister fangs; he screamed in pain, laughed greedily and savagely, his expression was indistinguishable between madness and laughter, leaving only an impression of insanity and rampage!

This is the second stage of the Ancient Demon Ancestral Reversion Technique—Ancient Demon Rampage!

"Hee hee hee, stop resisting, surrender all control of your body to me, why not!" That chilling laughter echoed again inside Emperor Shuiyan.

"Get... out..." Emperor Shuiyan muttered frantically, almost instinctively, as if resisting the corruption of that voice within him.

His reasoning was rapidly diminishing!

Suddenly, a tail formed entirely of black-red blood light grew behind him!

With the formation of the first demonic tail, Emperor Shuiyan’s Ancient Demon Dao surged, his Semi-Saint cultivation was elevated to the First Order Quasi-Saint Realm, reaching up to twelve thousand tribulations!

One must know that, with Semi-Saint cultivation, Emperor Shuiyan was already able to challenge Old Turtle Zhenwu and Beihai True Lord. The overwhelming pressure exerted on Ning Fan at the moment, equaled that of the Beihai spirit sense in a three-stage true form!

And this was only one demonic tail!

As the second demonic tail began to form, Emperor Shuiyan’s essence showed signs of another surging trend!

"No way!"

Ning Fan couldn’t just stand by and watch Emperor Shuiyan grow more demonic tails and increase his cultivation.

Finally, he attacked. The Reverse Sea Sword slashed through the air, a semicircular strike seemed to split the heavens and the earth, cleaving toward Emperor Shuiyan’s unformed second tail.

Like a fool, Emperor Shuiyan remained motionless, neither dodging nor evading, ignoring Ning Fan’s attack as if he hadn’t heard it.

Just as Ning Fan’s sword strike was about to land, suddenly, blood light surrounded Emperor Shuiyan autonomously to protect its master, forming a blood shield that blocked Ning Fan’s strike from the outside.

Crack.

The Reverse Sea Sword’s strike only managed to create some cracks in the blood shield, unable to break through its defense completely. With a sweep of blood light over the surface of the shield, even those cracks healed.

"The Reverse Sea Sword isn’t enough, how about this!"

Ning Fan’s expression sank, as he retracted the Reverse Sea Sword, his true self’s demon fist struck out, Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strike fell like torrential rain!

Three Thousand Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strike!

Though the blood shield’s defense was formidable, it couldn’t withstand Ning Fan’s three thousand consecutive strikes and sustained for only ten breaths before finally shattering.

But due to this delay, Emperor Shuiyan’s second demonic tail, ultimately grew out!

His Ancient Demon Dao spiked to fifteen thousand tribulations!

In the state of two tails, Emperor Shuiyan was already vastly superior to the three-stage true form of Beihai’s spirit sense. But still feeling insufficient, he even intended to form a third demonic tail!

"Cut it... off!"

Having breached the blood shield’s defense, Ning Fan finally caught up to the forming of the third demonic tail, and boldly smashed the Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strike towards Emperor Shuiyan’s three demonic tails.

The two fully formed demonic tails were terrifyingly defensive; even the Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strike after three thousand consecutive strikes couldn’t harm them. Yet the unformed third demonic tail couldn’t withstand Ning Fan’s attack and was forcibly destroyed by him.

Roar——

With the third tail’s formation failed, Emperor Shuiyan roared wrathfully to the sky, letting out a piercing beastly howl, the rampage was severed by Ning Fan in an instant!

Few in the Era of Decline know this: the demonic tails of Ancient Demon Rampage, once destroyed, cannot regenerate in a short time. The destruction of the third tail meant that Emperor Shuiyan’s rampage this time ended at that point, two tails were his limit.

"This person’s destroyed demonic tail did not regenerate..."

Ning Fan seemed to understand something more about the Ancient Demon Ancestral Reversion Technique. Unfortunately, Emperor Shuiyan didn’t give him time to think. The destruction of the third tail completely enraged the rampaging Emperor Shuiyan, his beastly eyes locked onto Ning Fan, murderous intent rose like a flood, as the concentrated essence formed a massive light sphere in his mouth, launching a demon flash attack toward Ning Fan.

Demon Flash! It is extremely similar to Calamity Flash and Barbarian Flash, but there are subtle differences in principle. This is the first time Ning Fan has seen someone use Ancient Devil Dao in such a way; it seems to have opened a brand new door to his understanding of Dao. But now is not the time for comprehension; he must block Emperor Shuiyan’s attack!

Ning Fan attempted to block the Demon Flash with the Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strike, but the Demon Flash was too fierce. As soon as the fist light made contact with the Demon Flash, it was completely incinerated!

Ning Fan wanted to dodge the Demon Flash attack, but no matter how he tried to evade, the Demon Flash seemed able to turn, relentlessly pursuing Ning Fan.

Thus, Ning Fan had no choice but to confront it directly and break this blow. The Jie Xue Zhi Li within him was fully unleashed, and he raised a finger to unleash a tenfold Calamity Flash, colliding with the Demon Flash.

Boom!

Ning Fan’s tenfold Calamity Flash couldn’t withstand Emperor Shuiyan’s Demon Flash; it lasted barely ten breaths before being completely overwhelmed by the Demon Flash.

"Immortal Emperor!!!" The Eight Cold Buddhas wanted to save him but were a step too slow, having no choice but to watch as Ning Fan was engulfed and incinerated by the world-destroying Demon Flash...

Ning Fan was burned into ashes scattered throughout the sky.

He was killed by Emperor Shuiyan...

The Eight Cold Buddhas were filled with immense regret, hating themselves for failing to fulfill their duty to protect. If he had acted faster, perhaps he could have protected Ning Fan. But, there are no ifs...

Everything was too late...

He watched coldly as the roaring Emperor Shuiyan was surrounded by a mournful shout, then opened his mouth to spit out a golden Buddha bead and crushed it in his hand.

That golden Buddha bead was his Precept Bead, safeguarding the Killing Precept!

As a Buddha cultivator, he must adhere to precepts; otherwise, it would harm the Buddhist Law. But today, he would break the Killing Precept! Even if it meant his spirit would be destroyed, he owed Ning Fan’s fallen spirit an explanation!

"Could that guy die so easily? It doesn’t seem right..." In the wooden cage, the Old Turtle Zhenwu wasn’t as worried as the Eight Cold Buddhas. Having been tormented by Ning Fan quite miserably, he didn’t believe Ning Fan could be taken down so easily.

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When Old Turtle Zhenwu’s gaze fell on the ashes scattered across the sky, he suddenly understood something and was filled with regret. The regret was that Ning Fan wasn’t dead after all; he then internally cursed, naturally cursing Ning Fan’s treachery.

How could that little rascal be burned into ash?

Clearly, it was to use the scattered ashes to calculate against Emperor Shuiyan!

Even this foolish turtle figured out the truth, so of course, the Eight Cold Buddhas couldn’t have been fooled. He was just too flustered with concern and quickly realized the abnormality of the scattered ashes.

He could sense it, but Emperor Shuiyan could not.

Despite the surge in power during his rampage, Emperor Shuiyan completely lost his spirit awareness. This is one of the major flaws of the Ancient Demon Rampage — there is never a perfect divine skill in this world.

The spirit-less Emperor Shuiyan couldn’t perceive the danger of the scattered ashes at all.

The ashes fell onto his beastly body and suddenly transformed, turning into countless tree seeds!

As soon as those seeds were scattered, they took root and sprouted, their roots madly piercing into Emperor Shuiyan’s beastly body!

In the blink of an eye, vines grew all over Emperor Shuiyan’s body, forcibly absorbing his Water Elemental Power. In mere breaths, Emperor Shuiyan’s essence was completely drained!

Emperor Shuiyan, drained of strength by the absorption, found those vines gaining immense power from his essence and eventually grew into a towering giant tree, pinning Emperor Shuiyan beneath it!

Only then did Ning Fan reappear. His appearance was in poor shape; his robes were quite tattered, and several places on his body were scorched by the Demon Flash.

Facing the Demon Flash attack, Ning Fan employed the same trick, summoning the Tree Dryad’s shell on his body surface, attempting to withstand the Demon Flash. Even so, he was gravely injured by a single blow of the Demon Flash.

Is this how powerful Emperor Shuiyan in his two-tailed mode is! If he were to summon three tails, four tails, or even more... Ning Fan felt a chill run through him, a real sense of awe at Emperor Shuiyan’s Ancient Devil techniques.

What he respected was not Emperor Shuiyan himself, but the power of the Ancient Demon Ancestral Reversion Technique! If he practiced the Ancestral Reversion Technique diligently and advanced to the second stage, could he be as powerful as Emperor Shuiyan...

"No, that’s not right; what Emperor Shuiyan used wasn’t a complete second-stage rampage. After all, his demon tails had not fully materialized before I interrupted him... What made me feel threatened wasn’t those demon tails, but the owner of that eerie laughter... The owner of that laughter seemed to want to completely take over Emperor Shuiyan’s body but was refused by Emperor Shuiyan himself... If he hadn’t refused, perhaps he wouldn’t appear so spiritless... Without losing his spirit, he couldn’t have been subdued by me so easily..."

It’s hard to describe what emotion this was.

Having clearly defeated Emperor Shuiyan, Ning Fan did not feel joy; the Ancient Demon Blood in his body seemed dissatisfied, dissatisfied with Ning Fan’s current actions.

Ancient Demons crave battle; they should not evade conflict. Especially when both are Ancient Demons, they should triumph over each other fairly, not through schemes.

Roar, roar, roar...

Emperor Shuiyan, pinned down beneath the giant tree, seemed unsatisfied, let out powerless beastly roars, glaring at Ning Fan while gnashing his teeth, but couldn’t reach him.

"Heh heh heh, you young one are also an Ancient Demon? This emperor has never encountered such a cowardly and despicable Ancient Demon like you. To win by scheming, you don’t deserve to be called a Demon! If it weren’t for Brother Shuiyan resisting me, how could your clumsy scheme succeed! If I had climbed out of the abyss, you wouldn’t stand a chance against me in a single round. Such a pity, such a pity... in the end, I couldn’t climb out of the abyss..."

Within Emperor Shuiyan’s body, the chilling laughter echoed once more, filled with disdain for Ning Fan.

Ning Fan ignored the person’s disdain, only interested in his identity, and asked expressionlessly, "You’re not Shuiyan, who are you!"

"Heh heh heh heh, with your talent, one day you’ll reach the second stage of Ancestral Return, and then you’ll know who I am. Until then, I’ll watch you from the abyss, waiting for you to come; but even if you do, we devil spirits won’t accept you, because you’re not fit to be a demon! In this lifetime, don’t dream of possessing the true rampage power!"

Devil spirits?

Ning Fan furrowed his brow, wanting to ask more, but the owner of the chilling laughter no longer deigned to acknowledge him, let out a cold snort, and disappeared without a trace.

Ultimately, Ning Fan did not truly engage the owner of the laughter; whether this was fortunate or unfortunate remained unclear... The owner of the laughter was dangerously powerful; should they have clashed, it would’ve likely been unfortunate...

"I’m not fit to be a demon... but what does that matter?"

Ning Fan shook his head, sweeping away the dissatisfaction lodged within the Ancient Demon bloodline. His scheming against Emperor Shuiyan may not align with the name of the Ancient Demon, but if given another chance, he would do the same. To knowingly confront such dangerous power, would that not be seeking death? He has persevered through these years in this manner; had he faced every enemy honorably, he would never have survived.

His path in the Demonic Dao was never the path of the Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor.

His Demonic Dao was imparted by the old monster with absolute means!

It is not of the Ancient Demon but of the Black Evil Sect!

Precisely for this reason, the Ancient Demon cultivation has always been a part of his four-part cultivation, not its core, nor its entirety.

All traces of unpleasantness within his heart dissolved and were replaced by the joy of great victory.

Should Ning Fan not rejoice?

Old Turtle Zhenwu was caged in wooden confines, Emperor Shuiyan was suppressed by the giant wood, and Beihai True Lord was suppressed on the Ant Lord Tao Mountain. All three formidable enemies were utterly defeated, a true triumph calling for joy!

Ning Fan initially thought this battle would be difficult enough to require using the Three Pureness Thunder Talisman, but unexpectedly, the Godhood of Wood would display such divine might here, crushing all water cultivators present. In the end, he cleared the invading enemies without even needing the Thunder Talisman, a delightful surprise.

"Ning Fan’s actions are clear in grudges and considerations, you provoked me first, so don’t blame Ning Fan for being ruthless!"

Under the resentful gaze of Beihai True Lord, Ning Fan initially headed towards the suppression site of Beihai True Lord.

...

Two hours later.

At the convergence point of the Four Dreadful Seas of the Northern Heavens.

The true self of Beihai True Lord, who was originally feigning sleep with closed eyes, suddenly opened them wide, spitting out a mouthful of blood arrow.

"Master, what happened! Why did you suddenly spit blood!" The Immortal Stone by his side was startled.

"Damn it! Damn it! Brat damn it! This spirit sense of mine is so hard to kill, yet he has a secret treasure that can refine this spirit sense alive and devour it! With this brat, it’s death without end!!!"

Beihai True Lord didn’t bother explaining what happened to Immortal Stone; his mind was swamped with anger, yearning to immediately rush to Ning Fan to hack him into pieces! Just before setting out, Beihai True Lord hesitated again, regained some rationality, and refrained from acting fervently.

Having witnessed Ning Fan’s defying wood elemental methods, he no longer has confidence in dealing with Ning Fan alone. Although his true self is mightier than spirit sense, how could he know if Ning Fan exerted all his power in this battle?

He already lost the spirit sense due to carelessness, lost the power of bestowal, and forfeited the fifth Rain Dragon; he must not be careless a second time!

The preparations must be complete, everything must be ready before killing Ning Fan!

He must at least invite three to five allies as a prudent measure!

With this in mind, Beihai True Lord stopped forming the sixth dragon and suddenly stood up, seemingly planning to leave the Water Sect on a journey.

"Master, where are you going! You’re still injured!" Immortal Stone was startled again.

"It doesn’t matter! Once at Longevity Island, Old Man Changsang will treat me, far more efficiently than self-healing!" Beihai True Lord snorted coldly, harnessed a long rainbow, and soared away from the Four Dreadful Seas, evidently to visit companions.

Gazing at the departing back of Beihai True Lord, Immortal Stone belatedly realized that Beihai True Lord seemed short one Rain Dragon within his body, even the power of bestowal was significantly weaker than usual.

He was even more shocked! Who was the enemy that managed to destroy a dragon from Master’s hand! Could it be some Second Rank old monster?

...

Ancient Demon Abyss, Third Demon Mountain.

Emperor Shuiyan was still expecting his spirit sense to bring back good news, but suddenly sensed something, and flew into a rage.

His spirit sense was extinguished!

Because his spirit sense had turned on the rampage mode, losing too much awareness, it didn’t return much useful information, leaving Emperor Shuiyan not knowing what had happened to the spirit sense and how it was extinguished!

He only knew one thing!

With the extinction of the spirit sense, his water control position suffered significant damage and weakening! This kind of situation had never occurred before!

"Damn it! Damn it! It would be one thing for the spirit sense to be extinguished, but why would my control position power lose so much! Could it be someone used an against-the-heavens method to devour my spirit sense’s control position power? What kind of joke is this! Who! Who did this! I will tear him apart! Ahhhhh!"

Poor Emperor Shuiyan, couldn’t even figure out who the perpetrator was, lost a spirit sense in vain, and regretted endlessly...

...

Inside the Position Sky Map.

Before Old Turtle Zhenwu, Ning Fan used the Refining God Cauldron to kill Northern Sea spirit sense and Shuiyan spirit sense, leaving the giant tortoise speechless.

These are spirit senses of Second-Grade Quasi-Saint level, much harder to kill than Immortal Emperor’s Divine Spirit, yet couldn’t survive even two hours in the hands of this little thief! How, how is this possible! What kind of mythical cauldron is this, how is it so powerful!

"I heard you have many True Spirits? I wonder how many expensive pills those True Spirits can help me refine. Truly anticipating..."

Ning Fan took out a Blood of Ten Thousand Spirits from the Refining God Cauldron, swallowed it into his belly, then looked half-smiling at the giant tortoise in the wooden cage.

The giant tortoise inhaled sharply, considering he’s seen many evil sect monsters, but one like Ning Fan, who directly used Quasi-Saint spirit sense to refine pills, it’s his first encounter! It’s simply too cold-blooded, too cruel! This guy is not afraid of becoming too demonic and losing control during cultivation?

Thinking that his True Spirit would also be refined into pills and consumed by Ning Fan, the giant tortoise shivered with fear, being inherently timid as part of the Tortoise Race, it’s his nature, there’s no way around it.

Thus, a moment ago still very proud, the giant tortoise suddenly became submissive.

"Well, well, I’m not tasty, could you spare me..." No choice but to surrender, this time, the spirit sense came with too many accompanying True Spirits, losing one spirit sense is one thing, but if all accompanying True Spirits die, the original body doesn’t know how many years it would take to cultivate these True Spirits back, the loss is too great.

"Spare you? Based on what?" Ning Fan coldly laughed.

Ning Fan’s tone sounded very cold, but the giant tortoise still heard a hint of negotiation opportunity from Ning Fan’s words, instantly overjoyed, "I can pay the price! As long as my spirit sense True Spirit is not destroyed completely, I can agree to any condition!"

"Really? You can agree to any condition? Even if I demand devouring your spirit sense’s power of bestowal, you won’t regret it?"

"Hehe, I’ve become your captive, even if I refuse, you’ll still devour the power of bestowal, what’s the difference. Wise people don’t speak in riddles, you just say what will make you spare me, as long as your demand doesn’t exceed my limits, I will definitely cooperate wholeheartedly." The giant tortoise felt a great pain but still forced a smile. Who said this tortoise is stupid? In times of crisis, he’s not stupid at all, clearly understanding the situation! The usual foolishness is just an act to confuse enemies, a fool reaching the Second-Grade Quasi-Saint Realm, what a joke!

"In that case, I will speak frankly. I am definitely going to devour your power of bestowal, as it shares the same source as my Rain Control Position, enhancing my position power; I am very interested in your twin sword of tortoise and snake, this item belongs to me; I am also very interested in your energy and blood, curious how you cultivated such energy and blood, care to enlighten me; and about your devouring of Position Sky Map, I am equally intrigued, would you mind sharing your experience in devouring the Sky Map..."

Ning Fan laughed.

The giant tortoise cried.

It seems if he doesn’t pay a significant price, he should abandon any hope of leaving this Heavenly Map World intact, alas, had he known this earlier, he shouldn’t have come to muddy the water, regretting too late!

"You’re unwilling? In that case, I won’t waste words with you, might as well refine you into pills..." Ning Fan pretended to take action against the giant tortoise.

The giant tortoise panicked, urgently saying, "Daoist friend, hold on, hold on! I agree, I agree to everything, whatever you want to know, I will tell you everything!"

Hearing this, Ning Fan nodded satisfactorily, he liked people who understood the situation.

If it weren’t for his interest in some secrets of the giant tortoise, Ning Fan wouldn’t bother wasting words with him, he’d directly strike the fatal blow against the giant tortoise.

On the side, Eight Cold Buddhas, seeing Ning Fan’s various demonic acts, could only helplessly chant a Buddha’s name.

He seemed to have misjudged?

A true Buddha Ancestor shouldn’t act so ruthlessly, should he. He thought Ning Fan would first subdue everyone’s spirit sense, then reason with them, move them emotionally, and with boundless Buddhist Law, influence everyone; unexpectedly, Ning Fan directly took brutal measures, extinguished Shuiyan and Northern Sea spirit sense, and furthermore, threatened the giant tortoise with demonic acts...

If it weren’t for being convinced Ning Fan held the Reverse Sea Sword, Eight Cold Buddhas might suspect Ning Fan of being a real demonic monster...

"This Mixed Kun Immortal’s temper seems a bit... irritable? Sort of like me, hehe, hehe..." Eight Cold Buddhas awkwardly found an excuse for Ning Fan, chuckled.

Thinking of how he almost broke the killing ban because of Ning Fan, and Ning Fan’s demonic style differing not much from a demonic monster, Eight Cold Buddhas felt immensely ashamed, his emotions mixed with complexity...

Namo Amitabha... sin, sin...

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