FVN Chapter 610 A formidable enemy has arrived! Slaughter the Old Demon!
Chapter 610 A formidable enemy has arrived! Slaughter the Old Demon!
Li Jiuyuan laughed and didn't say anything more.
Chen Fan withdrew his divine sense, his expression indescribably strange.
When he overheard their conversation, he felt a mixture of amusement and a sense of absurd relief.
It turned out that Song Tianren really didn't recognize him.
Not only did Song Tianren not recognize him, but neither did Li Jiuyuan.
The fact that the two of them were waiting on Demon Abyss Island for him to walk right into their trap, unaware that the person they were waiting for had been living right under his nose for two days, is a scene that is enough to make anyone laugh.
However, these two were just waiting for something to happen, so there was no need to expose them.
Chen Fan wanted to see who would be killed when the leaves fell from this tree.
Chen Fan leaned against the stone wall, slowly closed his eyes, and continued meditating.
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Seven days have passed in the blink of an eye.
During these seven days, Chen Fan did not leave the cave and refined all the abundant cultivation resources provided by Demon Abyss Island.
Pei Qian would send over a batch of demon pills and crystals every two days. Although the quality was not top-notch, the quantity was sufficient and the demonic energy was pure, which was perfect for his demonic cultivation.
Chen Fan popped the demon pills into his mouth one by one, purified the impurities with the golden bowl, and then used the soul power in the black soul banner as a guide to gradually integrate the demonic energy into his dantian.
With such reckless accumulation, his demonic cultivation steadily increased, and the threshold between the late Nascent Soul stage and the Great Perfection stage became increasingly thin, with only the final layer of paper separating him from the next level.
That night, Chen Fan sat cross-legged on a futon, his demonic energy surging like boiling water.
Dark red blood-red demonic energy condensed into tangible demonic patterns around him. As the patterns swirled, faint sounds of ghostly wails and wolf howls emanated, causing the luminous pearls on the cave walls to tremble slightly.
The dark red demonic core in his dantian was expanding and contracting at a visible speed, each pulsation bringing forth a surge of demonic energy that swept through his limbs and bones.
He formed hand seals and poured the medicinal power of the last batch of demon pills into the demon core.
The magic core shuddered violently, and countless fine cracks appeared on its surface before it exploded with a bang!
The shattered fragments of the demonic core spun rapidly in the dantian, like a dark red nebula. At the center of the nebula, a point of pitch-black light gradually lit up, drawing all the fragments back together and condensing them into a demonic core that was more solid and darker than before.
Visible to the naked eye, three blood-red demonic runes flowed faintly on the surface of the demonic core, each rune radiating a terrifying pressure at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection level.
Nascent Soul Great Perfection, Breakthrough in Demonic Arts.
At the same time, the spiritual nascent soul on the other side of the dantian seemed to sense something, suddenly opened its eyes, opened its small mouth, and swallowed the pure demonic energy that had overflowed when the demonic power broke through.
The golden and blood-red light on the surface of the nascent soul intertwined and flowed, and after a moment it returned to calm. The aura of that nascent soul was three times more solid than before.
Although his cultivation in the immortal path was still at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, under the nourishment of demonic arts, he had already faintly touched the threshold to the Half-Step Godhood stage.
Two distinct forces flowed in parallel within the dantian, not conflicting with each other, but instead creating a subtle resonance.
Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes, feeling the unprecedented and immense power within his body, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.
With his current strength, if he were to encounter the early-stage Nascent Soul assassin from that night at the Dayu Inn again, he would definitely not be as passively attacked as he was back then.
If he were to use all his trump cards, he might not be without the ability to fight a head-on confrontation with someone at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
Meanwhile, in the main hall of Demon Abyss Island, Li Jiuyuan was impatiently tapping the armrest of the blood-red stone seat with his fingers.
Seven days have passed, and Chen Fan, whom Song Tianren mentioned, has not shown up at all.
None of the sentries and informants stationed on the island detected any suspicious outsider cultivators. The waters surrounding Demon Abyss Island were calm and peaceful; there were hardly any righteous cultivators, let alone any rogue cultivators from other realms.
"Fellow Daoist Song, is that eunuch you told me about ever coming?" Li Jiuyuan's tone was no longer as polite as it had been a few days ago. "I've been waiting on the island for seven or eight days as you instructed, with triple reinforcements and dozens of sentries deployed, but I haven't seen a single person. Are you playing a trick on me?"
Song Tianren stood with his hands behind his back in the hall, his expression still indifferent, but a hint of doubt flashed in his dark eyes.
He paused for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Island Lord, please be patient. I have dealt with this man several times in the capital of Zhao. He appears to be low-key and patient, but in reality, he is very methodical and never does anything without certainty. Since he accepted the mission to kill you, he will definitely come. It has not been ten days yet, which is still within the realm of common sense. If you wait a few more days, Island Lord, he will eventually reveal his presence."
Li Jiuyuan snorted coldly, and was about to say something when a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall.
Pei Qian strode into the hall, his face solemn as he cupped his hands and said, "Reporting to the Island Lord, an uninvited guest has arrived from outside the island."
"Who?" Li Jiuyuan frowned.
"Tu Laomo." Pei Qian uttered three words, his tone carrying an undisguised sense of dread.
Li Jiuyuan's face instantly darkened.
Tu Laomo, a demonic cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, is the lord of Black Reef Island. He and Demon Abyss Island have been vying for supremacy in this sea area for hundreds of years.
The two were of similar cultivation levels and their territories were adjacent. They had fought countless battles over cultivation resources and control of the sea area.
The last confrontation was six months ago, when Li Jiuyuan suffered a significant loss, having three reef islands rich in magic crystals stolen from him, a fact he still resents.
Now that the other party has personally led people to block his doorstep, this is no longer about seizing territory, but about humiliating him.
"How many men did he bring?" Li Jiuyuan asked coldly.
"Four people at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, six people at the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage, and several other lackeys," Pei Qian reported truthfully.
Li Jiuyuan abruptly stood up, his demonic energy surging like boiling water, and ghostly flames blazing in his eerie green eyes: "Old Demon Tu has gone too far! He dares to block my door with just a few men? Does he really think I'm a pushover? Pass down the order, form a full force and go into battle! Today, I will twist his head off and hang it at the island gate as a lantern!"
"Island Master, please wait," Song Tianren suddenly spoke, his voice calm. "Old Demon Tu only brought so few people; it's clearly a trap. Think about it, Island Master... His cultivation is comparable to yours. If he really wanted a head-on confrontation, why didn't he bring more men? His shouting outside the island is clearly an attempt to provoke you out so he can set up an ambush, taking advantage of your superior numbers. If you lose your composure, Island Master, you'll be playing right into his hands."
Li Jiuyuan paused, his anger still evident on his face, but the impulsiveness in his eyes had subsided somewhat.
Song Tianren's words do make sense.
He pondered that Tu Laomo, though seemingly rough and bold, was actually extremely cunning, and that Tu Laomo had suffered countless hidden losses at Tu Laomo's hands over the centuries.