The brief battle between Ning Fan and the immortal emperors was too powerful. It alerted all the cultivators of the Dark Race in the nineteenth heaven.
Among them were the hunters who had retreated from the Dark Continent and the guards who guarded the Divine Rice Field. However, most of them were the members of the lowest level of the Dark Race.
The cultivation world had a strict hierarchy. Even a huge being like the Dark Race had its own hierarchy.
The nineteenth heaven was a remote place. Tens of millions of low-level cultivators of the Dark Race lived here. They did not care about the conflict between the Dark Race and the successor of Ancient Chaos. They also did not care about the rumors in Eastern Heaven. The way they looked at Ning Fan was rarely filled with hatred.
There was only confusion.
"Mother, who is that big brother? H-He's so handsome. He actually fought the immortal emperors of our race to a standstill … I also want to be like him. No one can stop me. I don't want to be like an ant and be trapped in the nineteenth heaven for the rest of my life."
A child pointed at the sky and asked curiously. His eyes were sparkling with excitement.
"My son, don't talk nonsense! That person is a bad person. You can't learn from him … "
"What is a bad person?"
"A bad person is … a bad person …"
Ning Fan continued to run at full speed. His rain sense covered the entire nineteenth heaven. Every grass, tree, cloud and soil appeared in his mind like a picture.
He was not concerned about the hierarchy of the Dark Race. He also disdained to kill those ordinary people who did not even know who he was.
On the nineteenth heaven, the Divine Rice Field was not the only thing worth plundering. Every grass and tree here was a rare treasure in Eastern Heaven.
That inconspicuous Lian Feng was actually a good material for refining Innate Magic Treasures!
That calm lake bottom actually contained immortal treasures of the Water Element!
Every single one of the exotic flowers and grasses that bloomed in the mountains and rivers was actually rare spiritual medicine!
With nine immortal emperors chasing after him, it was naturally impossible for Ning Fan to plunder all the resources in the nineteenth heaven. He only focused on advancing towards the eighteenth heaven. If he encountered something good along the way, he would only plunder the valuable ones!
Therefore, wherever Ning Fan passed by, the immortal mountains were uprooted, the lakes and seas were drained of their spiritual liquid and the exotic flowers and grasses were all in a mess.
The nine immortal sovereigns gritted their teeth in anger. They wanted to stop Ning Fan from plundering the heavens but they could not catch up with him at all. They had only chased less than one-third of the way to the eighteenth heavenly layer but Ning Fan had already broken into it!
There were Dark Realm Gates between the two Heavens. The Dark Realm Gate on the 19th Heaven was guarded by a Second Tribulation Immortal Venerable.
At this moment, the Celestial Sovereign was being served by a few beautiful women as he basked in the moonlight and enjoyed the spirit tea as usual.
Only when Ning Fan appeared like an ancient God of Slaughter did the ancient Immortal Venerate lazily open his eyes and berated him.
"Who is it? How unruly! Don't you know that it is this lord's resting time from dawn to dusk every day? I will definitely not open the Dark Realm Gate and let anyone through! This lord will only work at night! Men, take this man down and teach him the rules of the Nineteen Heavens. "
The chubby face of the Primordial Immortal Sovereign was filled with arrogance. After all, his elder was an Immortal Emperor of the Dark Race, so it didn't matter if he acted arrogantly.
However, when he saw Ning Fan's face clearly, he swallowed all the words he was about to say. He nearly choked on the spirit tea he drank.
Unlike those ordinary members of the Dark Race who did not care about the secular world, he recognized Ning Fan!
"I-It's you! Why are you in the Dark Heaven of my race? What are you trying to do? Don't you dare act recklessly. Otherwise, I don't mind … "
"Noisy!"
Ning Fan frowned. His eyes that were filled with killing intent immediately swept across the Primordial Immortal Venerable. Immediately, the Primordial Immortal Venerable felt as if his eyes were pierced by tens of thousands of swords. He let out a muffled groan and spurted out a mouthful of blood. His heart was filled with extreme shock.
Countless guards foamed at the mouth and fainted after being hit by Ning Fan's aura force.
What kind of terrifying killing intent was this? After all, he was an Immortal Venerable. Even if he were to face an Immortal Emperor, he would not be so cowardly. However, in front of Ning Fan … he could not even look him in the eye!
Is this … the legendary successor of Ancient Chaos?!!!
Didn't you see that Ning Fan's killing intent had increased to the next level after going through twenty-four days of killing in the Dark Continent? If he did not restrain his murderous aura, unless one was an ancient Immortal Venerable who had experienced the sea of blood for a long time, one would not even be able to look him in the eye!
Ning Fan did not plan to kill too many people in the Great Dark Heaven. Thus, he naturally could not be bothered with this Immortal Venerate who was guarding the entrance.
Moreover, he didn't need this Celestial Venerable guarding the door to open the Gate of the Dark Realm for him. This door was sturdy enough to stop ordinary Celestial Venerables and Immortal Kings, but it couldn't stop him!
Even without activating the cross-shaped halo, Ning Fan could still borrow the power of the Heaven and Earth. With a grasp of his hand, the power of the Heaven and Earth in the surroundings frantically gathered towards him, becoming an endless source of magical power for Ning Fan.
Then, the Ancient Demon Mountain Breaking Fist punched out, carrying with it a disdainful aura!
Boom!
A loud sound echoed throughout the nineteen heavens. The nine Immortal Emperors who were chasing Chen Fan cursed out loud.
They couldn't catch up to him!
They were powerless to stop Ning Fan from entering the Eighteen Heavenly Layers to plunder the treasures!
When the nine Immortal Sovereigns finally arrived at the eighteenth heavenly layer, Ning Fan had already rushed to the sixteenth!
When the nine emperors reached the Sixteenth Heavenly Layer, Ning Fan had already ascended to the Tenth Heavenly Layer!
Countless immortal treasures were plundered by Ning Fan along the way. Among them, the most valuable ones were the Ancient King Dao Fruit Tree in the Seventeenth Heaven. It ripens once every five million years and can produce twelve Immortal King Dao Fruits at a time. There was also the Flying Immortal Pond in the Fourteenth Heaven. This pond could help a First Step Immortal Cultivator cleanse his marrow and increase his chances of becoming an immortal by twenty percent. Lastly, there was the Incinerating Cauldron in the Twelfth Heaven. It was said that any magic treasures thrown into this cauldron could be melted into forging liquid and used to forge magic treasures of any grade.
Any one of these items was a priceless item that could make a clan prosper.
No matter how Ning Fan plundered, Dark Ancestor did not stop him. Ning Fan was not a fool. He certainly could guess why Dark Ancestor did not stop him from plundering the members of the dark race.
Because Dark Ancestor was confident!
No matter how many things Ning Fan plundered, as long as he loses to the descendant of the Dark Ancestor in the end and dies in this place, he would be able to take back all the things he plundered in one go!
Above the Tenth Heaven, an ancient puppet guarded the Realm Gate, exuding the powerful aura of a quasi-Emperor.
Even though this puppet was strong, it was killed after receiving Ning Fan's Ancient Devil Mountain Breaking Strike for around two hundred consecutive strikes!
The guardian general of the Eighth Heaven was a giant python that was in the Dragon Transformation Stage. Once it succeeds, it would become another great emperor of the dark race … In the end, it was defeated by Ning Fan's six hundredth and seventy-first punch. Its snake eyes could only watch Ning Fan enter the Seventh Heaven, not daring to stop him!
The guardian general of the Fourth Heaven was a Six Tribulation Immortal Emperor. He did not participate in the hunt of the Dark Continent as he had the responsibility of guarding the land.
When Ning Fan arrived, he subdued the sovereign with a single blow using the cross-shaped halos. The sovereign's expression changed drastically. He directly used a secret technique to abandon his physical body and fled with his primordial spirit …
The guardian general of the Third Heaven was also a Six Tribulation Immortal Emperor. When he saw Ning Fan's arrival, his expression changed drastically and he fled without putting up a fight …
Ning Fan plundered more and more immortal treasures. The ones that caught his attention were: The World Suppressing Mount Tai of the Tenth Heaven was a Low Grade Innate Magic Treasure with power that could sweep away all other Low Grade Innate Magic Treasures of the same level; the Immemorial Python Skin of the Eighth Heaven could cure all the poisons in the world and could also be consumed to cultivate poison cultivation techniques; the Dark King Ming Diagram of the Third Heaven was actually an ancient diagram that recorded the abilities of the True World.
The one with the most bountiful harvest was the Second Heaven!
The First Heaven was where Dark Ancestor was, and the Second Heaven was where the entire Dark race's treasury was!
All of the dark race's cultivation techniques, books, elixirs, and treasures were stored here!
Of course, what was placed here was definitely something that Dark Ancestor himself didn't think highly of. It might not even be a necessity for Immortal Emperors to cultivate.
However, to Ning Fan, the treasures in the vault were already priceless. They were exactly what he needed!
There were more than 50,000 Immeasurable Pills, more than enough for him to break through to the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Venerable Realm!
The dark race even had a stockpile of 800 million Yin Sunwood, the rarest of the ingredients for the Infinity Pill.
Ning Fan almost wanted to laugh out loud!
How delightful!
If he didn't attack the Dark Race, how many Immortal Emperor forces would he need to plunder to obtain enough Immeasurable Pills to break through to the Eternal Immortal Realm? Five hundred Immeasurable Pills were enough to create an ancient Immortal Venerable. Fifty thousand pills were enough to create a hundred Immortal Venerables!
As expected of the Dark Race. Only the Dark Race would hoard such a large number of Infinity Pills and use them as strategic resources!
What a pity …
From now on, these Immeasurable Pills would all belong to Ning Fan!
When Ning Fan plundered everything in the Second Heaven, countless cultivators of the Dark Race cursed angrily. However, no one dared to stop him.
Ning Fan flew all the way to the gate of the Second Heaven. It was the entrance to the First Heaven. The guards there had already retreated to the First Heaven. Five old men with vast qi were standing there.
These five old men gave off different degrees of Perfection Qi. Each of them was blessed with luck and eight-colored rays of light shot into the sky.
All of them were Quasi-Saints. Each of them was glaring at Ning Fan angrily, wanting to kill him as soon as possible. Among them was An Tiandou, a Quasi-Saint whom Ning Fan had met before!
However, they could not do anything because Dark Ancestor forbade them!
They could not understand Dark Ancestor's obsession to defeat Ancient Chaos no matter what. They only knew that if they touch Ning Fan on their own, Dark Ancestor would certainly kill them in a fit of rage. Even their identity as Quasi-Saints would not be able to save them!
Dark Ancestor … was such a cold and heartless existence!
The gazes of the five Quasi-Saints were as bright as the heavens. They swept over Ning Fan with their heavenly might. Even someone as strong as Ning Fan could not stand steadily and almost fell from the sky.
He gritted his teeth and his eyes were filled with arrogance. Stepping on golden flames, he took a step forward and forcefully neutralized the aura force of the five Quasi-Saints using the secret word 'Force', causing their faces to turn even darker.
However, a chuckle came from behind the five Quasi-Saints. It seemed like the person was very satisfied with Ning Fan neutralizing the aura force of the five Quasi-Saints.
It was a young man with dog ears. His eyes were filled with arrogance. He walked out from behind the five Quasi-Saints. Every step he took actually caused the law of darkness in heaven and earth to respond to him!
The Dark Sovereign!
He was a Five Tribulation Immortal King but he already knew the power of the Dark Sovereign like the back of his hand. His combat power was almost on par with a Nine Tribulation Great Emperor. Moreover, he was not an ordinary great emperor but a Sovereign Great Emperor!
"You are the successor of Ancient Chaos, aren't you? I finally get to meet you. You are not bad. By the way, what's your name, Ning …? "
Ning Fan frowned.
You are not bad.
This was a compliment that a superior would only use to a subordinate …
What's your name?
I've caused a ruckus in the Dark Race but this young man actually doesn't even remember my name …
How disdainful! How disdainful!
This young man should be the successor of the Dark Ancestor …
The battle that was supposed to happen has finally arrived!
Countless Second Heavenly Layer Dark Race cultivators were paying close attention to the upcoming battle!
More and more cultivators of the Dark Race gathered at this place. Their battle cries shook the heavens!
"Five Saints, please take action and kill the successor of Ancient Chaos!"
"Divine Venerables, please take action and kill the successor of Ancient Chaos!"
"The glory of the Dark Race shall not be blasphemed!"
"Those who offend our Dark Race shall be hunted and killed by the myriad worlds!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill! "
The young Immortal King suddenly frowned. His eyes flashed with killing intent. With a flash, he disappeared without a trace.
In a flash, he returned to his original spot. There were hundreds of primordial spirits in his hand. They were strung together by the Dao of Darkness!
At this moment, hundreds of True Immortals of the Dark Race were killed by the young Immortal King!
After killing them and seizing their primordial spirits, the young Immortal King even devoured them one by one.
All of a sudden, the surrounding cultivators of the Dark Race kept quiet out of fear. They did not dare to shout anymore.
This young man is actually eating the primordial spirits of his companions?
Ning Fan's frown deepened.
He had done many cannibalistic things in his life. However, he would never do it to his companions. He would only treat his enemies cruelly and mercilessly.
However, the young man in front of him did not have such scruples at all. The way he looked at the surrounding cultivators of the Dark Race was as if he was looking at his food!
How cold and indifferent! It was as if he was looking at pigs and dogs! This kind of indifference gave Ning Fan a strange feeling. It was as if there was something on this young man that was similar to him …
"Divine Venerables, please don't kill our people for the sake of food!" The five Dark Saints were displeased but they did not dare to scold the young Immortal King loudly.
The young Immortal King ignored the five Saints. He licked the blood on his lips and said indifferently.
"Alright, I'm full. Don't interfere. I'll kill this junior!"
Even though he looked like a young man, his bone age was millions of years old. It was not inappropriate for him to address Ning Fan as a junior. Even though he was not considered as an old man among the cultivators at the same level as him, Ning Fan was too young.
Every time the young man took a step forward, the Great Dao of Darkness beneath his feet would form ripples that reverberated between heaven and earth.
Ning Fan felt an unprecedented pressure from this young man. That kind of pressure was something that even the two Divine Void Emperors could not give him.
From this young man, Ning Fan felt the same pressure that he felt when he first met the Seventh Slaying Emperor. Could it be that this young man's combat power was already comparable to the Seventh Slaying Emperor?
Could he win this battle?
Ning Fan did not know whether he could win or not. All he knew was that he could not and would not run away from this battle!
"My name is Black Rope. You are so weak …"
The young man who was called Black Rope was approaching Ning Fan step by step. However, his voice suddenly came from behind Ning Fan for some reason.
Without giving Ning Fan the time to turn his head, the young man's sharp claws had already pierced into Ning Fan's back. Blood splattered everywhere as he violently grabbed Ning Fan's primordial spirit.
Then, he crushed Ning Fan's primordial spirit, causing blood to splatter everywhere!
It turned out that the real Black Rope had already snuck behind Ning Fan without him noticing!
That Black Rope who was still walking in the sky turned into an illusion and disappeared bit by bit.
It was actually just an illusion technique!
The Dao of Darkness was originally suitable for casting illusion techniques. Since this Black Rope was a cultivator at the Dark Mastery Realm, it was not surprising for him to be able to cast an illusion technique without making a sound.
Black Rope felt very disappointed that he managed to kill Ning Fan with just a single strike. However, that disappointment only lasted for a moment. At the next moment, it turned into anger.
He did not know why Ning Fan did not die. Instead, he used the same method to sneak behind him and pierced his dantian with the Ocean Defying Sword when he was careless!
He who was proficient in illusion techniques was actually tricked by Ning Fan with an illusion technique?
Could it be that the attainment of this Ancient Chaos' successor in illusion techniques is even higher than a cultivator at the Dark Mastery Realm like me?!
* Bang *
After being pierced by the Ocean Defying Sword, Black Rope's body began to turn into illusory light and disappeared.
Far away, Black Rope who was unscathed dispersed the light of the illusion technique and revealed himself. His expression was cold.
"I remember now. Your name is Ning Fan, right?! You are qualified to fight against me! "
How could he not know Ning Fan's name?!
He just felt disdain to call Ning Fan by his name. However, at this moment, when Ning Fan saw through his illusion technique, he finally acknowledged Ning Fan a little. Now, he truly acknowledged Ning Fan's qualification to fight against him.
"As the successor of the Dark Ancestor, I challenge you to a battle. If you lose, you will die. If you win, I, Black Rope, will allow you to take everything from the Dark Clan, including … my life! Do you dare to enter the void space of my Master Position and fight me to the death?! "
As soon as Black Rope finished speaking, he raised his hand and drew a line across heaven and earth, tearing open a crack and stepping into it.
Rumbling dark qi swept out from the crack, causing the surrounding heaven and earth to turn dark!
"Why wouldn't I dare?!"
Ning Fan's eyes were calm. In a flash, he stepped into the crack. As soon as he entered the crack, a gigantic black dragon roared and rushed towards him. It had the cultivation base of an Immortal Venerable.
Ning Fan turned his hand and slashed the gigantic black dragon with the Ocean Defying Sword. However, as soon as the gigantic black dragon died, its corpse actually split into two and then into four. In an instant, there were hundreds and thousands of Immortal Venerable dragons rushing towards him!
It seemed like the more they killed, the more of them there would be …
Judging from Ning Fan's expression, he seemed to have been stunned by the aura of the thousands of Immortal Venerable dragons. From the very beginning, he had planned to go all out. After activating the cross-shaped halo, he raised his hand and summoned the One-World Water Bottle, as if he wanted to kill the group of Immortal Venerable dragons. However, as soon as the Water Bottle soared into the sky, it was frozen in place by a ray of black light. Its power was sealed and it could not be activated at all. Then, Black Rope forcefully grabbed it and snatched it away.
"With your current cultivation base, using your magic treasure in front of me is no different from displaying your slight skill in front of an expert. I also know a little about the Heaven Sealing Finger. If I must say, the inheritance of the Eastern Heaven Ancestral Emperor that I have mastered is more complete than yours! From now on, this bottle belongs to me! "
Black Rope had witnessed the power of the One-World Water Bottle with his own eyes. Even someone as arrogant as him was greatly tempted by it.
Ning Fan's cultivation base was too low. It was impossible for the Water Bottle to regain its former glory in his hands. Black Rope, on the other hand, was different. If he were to use this bottle, at least nine out of the eleven immortal emperors of the dark races would die even if he could not summon the Boundless Sea to enhance the power of the bottle like Ning Fan!
"Without the Water Bottle, this young man is not worth mentioning. Dragon Breath of Darkness, kill this young man! "
Black Rope gave another command. The thousands of enraged dragons began to spew out their dragon breaths. The dragon breaths were neither poisonous nor fiery. Hundreds and thousands of them gathered together, forming a sea of fire with alternating red and green dragon breaths. In an instant, it drowned Ning Fan.
Seeing that Ning Fan actually did not run away after being attacked by the dragon breaths, Black Rope yawned in boredom. He thought to himself: Even an immortal emperor would have to avoid the combined attack of a thousand dragon breaths. If Ning Fan is directly hit by them, he would probably die without any remains.
Boring. This is way too boring. I haven't even warmed up and my opponent is already dead. He is indeed a weakling …
Just as he was feeling disappointed, Black Rope suddenly let out a muffled groan. For some reason, he coughed out a mouthful of poisonous blood.
His expression turned grim. He glared at the Water Bottle in his hand and saw that it was covered with ink marks. They looked like tiny tadpoles swimming on the body of the bottle. If it is not activated, those ink marks would look like the blue and white flowers on the body of the bottle. However, they were actually not!
Those ink marks contained an enormous amount of poison power. Ning Fan had hidden them on the Water Bottle in advance, waiting for Black Rope to snatch the bottle from him. As Black Rope was careless, Ning Fan's sneak attack really succeeded …
The poison power was extremely domineering. After all, it was the poison power that Ning Fan cultivated using the Poison Immortal of the Three Desolate Poison Realm as his origin!
Black Rope snatched the Water Bottle into his hand. In just a few breaths' time, his entire right hand which was holding the bottle had turned purplish black. It had been invaded by the deadly poison …
Even though Black Rope's magic power was boundless and his physical body was also strong, allowing him to forcefully suppress the poison power in his body, he was still slightly injured by Ning Fan!
His right hand felt slightly numb due to the poison. It made Black Rope lose his grip on the Water Bottle. The Water Bottle took the opportunity to turn into a ray of light and escaped.
Then, the Water Bottle flew all the way back to the center where the thousands of dragon breaths were burning. That was where Ning Fan was. The item had been returned to its rightful owner!
"The beast tooth dagger that day had the same qi as yours. You should be the one who took it away, right? You cut me once and I poisoned you once. This is considered returning the favor! "
Ning Fan kept the Water Bottle. He opened his mouth and swallowed the burning and ferocious dragon breath into his stomach. His expression remained the same as before, as if he was just swallowing air instead of some fiery poisonous dragon breath.
He shouted 'dispel' again. Then, the thousands of Immortal Venerables turned into rays of illusory light and dispersed …
He had the ability to break the Thousand Dragons Illusory Technique right from the beginning. The reason why he pretended that he could not break it was just to set up a trap to trick Black Rope into being poisoned.
However, he did not expect that Black Rope actually knew the Heaven Sealing Technique … In that case, the sealing effect of the cross-shaped halos would probably be useless against Black Rope …
...
In the outside world, the five Dark Saints seemed to have sensed something and were slightly surprised.
All of them knew how difficult it was for Black Rope to break the illusory technique once he was in the palm void. Moreover, the Thousand Dragons Illusory Technique was one of the strongest illusory techniques of the Dark Race. They did not expect Ning Fan to be able to break it so easily and even set Black Rope up …
This was something that even Quasi-Saints like them could not do easily.
It seemed like this battle would not end as quickly as they had imagined …
"Hehe. So what if the successor of Ancient Chaos is not afraid of illusory techniques?! What Black Rope is best at is never illusory techniques but body techniques! With his divine power that can pierce through all living things and his body technique, he is invincible! Even a Quasi-Saint like me would not be willing to exchange blows with Black Rope using body techniques! "
"There is only one reason why Black Rope did not use his body technique until now … the successor of Ancient Chaos has yet to force him to show his true strength!"
"Since the illusory technique is ineffective, Black Rope is probably going to use magic techniques. He has already mastered three of the four great divine abilities of the Old Ancestor. The successor of Ancient Chaos is in danger. I wonder how long he can last … "
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