Chapter 486 - Suppressing the Mist Horn Clan (1/2)
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After many years, when some devil old monsters in the internal sea recalled the strongest devil lord of the internal sea, they could not help but think of a white-robed young man.
That young man killed the three bandit kings in just an instant and knocked out millions of Gold Core Realm and Nascent Soul Realm cultivators with a wave of his aura force. Ordinary people could not even stay conscious when they stand by his side.
In Tai Chi City of the Mist Horn Clan.
Ning Fan released unleashed his devil might entirely, causing countless experts to go unconscious. Just like the promise he gave Su Yan, he did not kill any low-grade member of the clan.
As for his killing intent against Xi Mo, he let it out without reservation.
In the city, there were Xi Mo, Gui Jiao and Yin Gong who were the last three Void Refinement Realm experts of the Mist Horn Clan and 22 Divine Transformation Realm cultivators of the clan which included the 6 esteemed elders. Aside from them, there were 9 Divine Transformation Realm cultivators from the internal sea who came to spectate the confrontation and the group of Divine Transformation Realm servants that little Ming Que had brought with her.
These experts who managed to retain their consciousness stared at Ning Fan in shock. Those Divine Transformation Realm cultivators in particular were overwhelmed with terror.
“Zhou Ming, Su Yan is a member of our Mist Horn Clan. Besides, it’s a private affair of our clan. Are you sure you want to interfere?!”
Xi Mo’s expression turned gloomy. However, Ning Fan literally ignored his words.
“Zhou Ming! If you leave right now, I will leave bygones be bygones. However, if you continue to harbor murderous intent against me, my Mist Horn Clan will certainly fight you non-stop until either one of us dies!”
Xi Mo continued to threaten Ning Fan but his words still fell on deaf ears.
“Zhou Ming! Let me tell you this! I owned the contracts of ten million spirit devils. All of them are waiting for my command. If you dare to continue messing with me…
“That’s enough talking!”
Ning Fan ran out of patience. He turned into a strand of smoke and flew at Xi Mo with a frightening devil might.
As soon as they saw Ning Fan act, the nine unrelated Divine Transformation Realm cultivators hurriedly left Tai Chi City.
Little Ming Que who was gnawing pills in in her mouth also brought her group of servants to leave the city swiftly on a spotlessly white “cloud baby” and moved closer to Su Yan’s direction.
The 22 Divine Transformation Realm cultivators of the Mist Horn Clan got into a formation and stood in front of Ning Fan. Each of them began delivered their attacks at Ning Fan, pledging their lives to protect Xi Mo.
Ning Fan did not have any mercy for them. Since these Divine Transformation Realm cultivators had attacked him first, they then had to be taught a lesson about death!
“Myriad Sword Style, Shadow!”
Ning Fan channeled his essence qi into his Separation Slayer Sword. As he brandished the sword, the body of the sword which was already as light as a feather in the first place suddenly produced countless sword shadows.
He could summon fifty million sword shadows in a single sword attack. However, since he was just dealing with 22 Divine Transformation Realm cultivators, there was no need for him to use his full strength. He only activated one-fifth of the power of that attack and produced ten million sword shadows.
Even so, as soon as the sword light of the ten million sword shadows swept over his enemies, the 22 Divine Transformation Realm cultivators were all drowned under the sword light. They literally vanished from this world without even leaving any remains of their bodies.
Su Yan shut her eyes in sadness. She could not bear to watch the cultivators who were once her clan members died under Ning Fan’s sword any longer. She could not keep her heart as settled as still water after all.
When she opened her eyes, she surprisingly realized that all of the 22 Divine Transformation Realm cultivators whom she thought had perished were still alive.
Even though the ten million sword rays had destroyed their physical bodies, but they purposely spared their primordial spirits. Ning Fan then condensed his magic power and formed a thread which strung all of the primordial spirits together.
Seeing the 22 Divine Transformation Realm cultivators could not even stop Ning Fan’s footstep at all, each of the Divine Transformation Realm watching the fight were filled with fear.
When Xi Mo and the other two Void Refinement Realm experts saw Ning Fan capture the primordial spirits of the 22 cultivators and strung them on a thread instead of killing them to humiliate them, their expressions became even more hideous.
“Zhou Ming! If you have the balls, then kill me! I will protect Lord Xi Mo even if I have to die!” A Divine Transformation Realm elder who had an unyielding spirit shouted in rage.
“I will never believe in the words that Su Yan said to slander Lord Xi Mo! Zhou Ming! Unless you show me the evidence to prove that Lord Xi Mo has really plotted against Su Yan, it’s plainly unreasonable for you to attack Lord Xi Mo!” Another elderly cultivator spoke with hatred.
“Kill me!”
“I want to die with you together!”
The harsh reproofs from each of the Divine Transformation Realm old monsters could not make Ning Fan reveal a single hint of his emotion.
“I’ll be too lenient with you all if I kill you all right away. I want to plant slave marks on all of you. From today onwards, your descendants will become my devil slaves for eternity! Crush!”
Ning Fan’s words were brief but they immediately fill the faces of all the Divine Transformation Realm elders with fear.
Slave mark was a restraining ability of ancient devils. It was a type of lost divine ability of the past. It was widely used by the devil race in ancient times. For example, Great Emperor Mo Luo had ruled over four great devil clans by enslaving them using the slave mark, causing them unable to escape from the fate of being a slave to him.
The method to plant a slave mark was already lost for countless years. The four great devil clans enslaved by Great Emperor Mo Luo were still searching for methods to break their slave marks. Hence, they did not think Ning Fan would know the method and they only thought that he was trying to intimidate them.
Ning Fan was lazy to explain to them. He released a trace of his ancestral talisman power from the center of his palm which directly went into the 22 primordial spirits. In an instant, that power erased the Mo Luo Devil Mark which were within their bodies.
What happened right now had really twisted the conception of the 22 primordial spirits about the world! The slave marks which had caused them to suffer for their entire lifetime were actually erased by Ning Fan!?
The method to destroy a slave mark that was recorded on the devil slates was by using the ancestral talisman power. Therefore, except for Ning Fan, the others completely had no idea about this method to erase the Mo Luo Slave Mark.
The tiny faces of the 22 primordial spirits began to look panic-stricken. None of them felt happy after having their slave marks erased.
They had been striving for their entire lifetime. Many devil cultivators had been longing to break the Mo Luo Slave Mark on them.
As long as their slave marks were not destroyed, all of their descendants would carry the slave marks and become Mo Luo’s slaves forever!
They had tried out every way they knew but they were still unable to erase the Mo Luo Devil Mark. It was just beyond their expectations that Ning Fan could erase their slave marks as easy as turning over his palm.
It would have been a joyful matter, if Ning Fan did not plant another slave mark on them…
After erasing their original slave marks, Ning Fan used his ancestral talisman power to inscribe a full and complete devil race slave mark on the bodies of the 22 primordial spirits using his essence qi.
Slave mark was a kind of restraining ability that was different from the demon seal of the demon race. It had a better effect in controlling the devil race. Besides, it was imperishable as it could be passed down from generations to generations
“Ah!”
“Stop it!”
“Don’t!”
The 22 miniature primordial spirits cried in pain. All of them struggled in vain as Ning Fan planted the slave marks on them.
Starting from this moment, they no longer harbored any intention to resist Ning Fan. Once they try to rebel against him, the effect of the slave marks would set in!
The new slave mark was similar to Mo Luo Slave Mark. It would stick to everyone with the slave mark and their descendants permanently.
From now onwards, these 22 individuals could only become Ning Fan’s slaves. If they try to betray him, they would die!