Yang Fan didn't care whether this little bird believed him or not. He directly urged the drop of blood Soul Origin that belonged to the Great Peng in his Knowledge Sea and hooked his finger at it.
"Come, my good grandson, come and kowtow to me!"
Then, Peng Sanjiang's body actually involuntarily walked in front of Yang Fan. With a plop, he knelt in front of Yang Fan and began to kowtow loudly. He didn't have the slightest dignity of a King Level Monster Beast.
"Okay, now take off the inner armor on your body and remove the Spiritual Imprint on it!"
Yang Fan didn't hold back and went straight to the point.
Peng Sanjiang's heart was extremely resistant, but his consciousness and body movements didn't have the slightest strength to resist. His hands unconsciously began to reach for the armor on his body. A moment later, the armor was taken off. Peng Sanjiang put on an expression as if his father had died and handed the armor to Yang Fan with both hands.
"Master, please take a look."
When handing over the armor, Peng Sanjiang originally planned to hold back and not say anything. He wanted to ruthlessly trick Yang Fan at the last moment.
As a result, when he handed the armor to Yang Fan, his mouth didn't listen at all. He directly warned in a soft voice, "Master, be careful. This armor has a Spiritual Imprint left by my Royal Father. It is to prevent people from coveting the benefits of the armor and forcefully seizing it."
Yang Fan glanced at Peng Sanjiang and nodded slightly. He took the armor with one hand and looked it up and down.
"Not bad, not bad! It is indeed a good treasure! "
"This inner armor suits me very well! It is simply tailor-made for me! "
Yang Fan quickly laughed loudly. Without saying a word, he directly sent a wisp of Spiritual Force into the armor.
At that moment, the inner armor's rune core flashed with divine light and instantly devoured Yang Fan's mental power. Following that, a spiritual imprint that was more powerful than his mental power burst out and attacked Yang Fan's spiritual sea.
"You've received a soul attack from the Pinnacle Demon Emperor Peng Wanli. Your sea of consciousness is shaken, and your consciousness is blurry. The Immortal Will automatically counterattacked. Spiritual Power + 200, Spiritual Will + 1000."
"Your divine soul has been invaded by the peak Demonic Emperor Peng Wanli's divine soul. Part of Peng Wanli's divine soul origin has invaded your divine soul, wreaking havoc. Your divine soul origin has been slightly damaged. Spiritual power + 100, willpower + 100, divine soul strength + 300."
Yang Fan's Spiritual Sea trembled incessantly, and his spiritual will was in a daze.
However, due to the existence of the Immortal Will and Yang Fan's strong divine soul origin and divine soul strength, it did not cause Yang Fan's will to collapse and his divine soul to be destroyed the moment he was invaded.
As a professional Soul Refining Pill, Yang Fan had an extremely strong defense and endurance against such divine soul attacks.
After regaining his senses, Yang Fan immediately released the Divine Soul Chains, trapping the Emperor-level Divine Soul that had intruded into his spiritual sea in his Lianyao Flask.
"Soul Refining Technique?!"
"You are a Soul Refiner?!"
The Emperor-level divine soul that had been silent all this time was suddenly at a loss for words. Obviously, it did not expect that it would encounter a human Soul Refiner.
Was this like a sheep entering a tiger's den and taking the initiative to throw itself into his arms?
Yang Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense with it. He directly used the Soul Refining Technique to completely refine the divine soul origin of this peak-level Demon Emperor.
"You have used the Soul Refining Technique on a part of the divine soul origin of the peak-level Demon Emperor Peng Wanli. The soul refining was successful. The divine soul origin of the peak-level Demon Emperor Peng Wanli has been successfully refined. Ninth-grade Emperor-level Soul Refining Pill + 1, Mental Strength + 20, Skill Proficiency + 10."
"You have used the Soul Refining Technique on a part of the divine soul origin of the peak-level Demon Emperor Peng Wanli. The soul refining was successful. The divine soul origin of the peak-level Demon Emperor Peng Wanli has been successfully refined. Eighth-grade Emperor-level Soul Refining Pill + 5, Mental Strength + 20, Skill Proficiency + 10."
It was indeed a peak-level Emperor-level beast soul origin. Just a small portion of it, which was not even 1% of the Demon Emperor's true body, had already contributed six Emperor-level Soul Refining Pills to Yang Fan. One of them was even a ninth-grade Emperor-level Soul Refining Pill, which was the highest in the Emperor-level.
Glancing at the six golden Soul Refining Pills floating quietly in the Lianyao Flask, Yang Fan couldn't help but smack his lips twice.
The divine soul origin of a peak-level Demon Emperor was indeed ridiculously powerful. Just such a small amount of origin power was actually several times more than the divine soul origin of Gui Suishou's level-eight Demon Emperor.
It was hard to imagine how many supreme quality Emperor-level Soul Refining Pills Yang Fan could refine if he could get a complete portion of the divine soul origin of a peak-level Demon Emperor.
With a wave of his hand, the Emperor-level Soul Refining Pills were stored in the storage space. Yang Fan's consciousness quickly returned to his body with a thought.
Without the interference of the Emperor-level Soul Imprint, Yang Fan successfully refined the inner armor in less than three seconds. With a single thought, the inner armor automatically attached itself to the surface of his skin, turning into an ordinary white vest that could not be any more ordinary. It did not emit any light at all.
Unlike the divine armor worn on the outside, this inner armor was hidden deep inside. Unless the owner was in a fatal crisis, it would hide its light and not be noticed by outsiders.
"Huh? How could it be so fast? This doesn't make sense! "
Seeing the inner armor in Yang Fan's hand automatically attach to Yang Fan's body, Peng Sanjiang, who had been hoping that Yang Fan would be injured by his father's divine soul imprint, instantly widened his eyes in disbelief.
"Where's my father's divine soul imprint? That's a divine soul imprint personally arranged and engraved by a peak-level Demon Emperor. How could this human erase it so quickly? "
"That's impossible! This human isn't even King Realm. Even if he temporarily has King's Power with the help of the talisman treasure, he's facing a peak-level Demon Emperor's divine soul attack. How could he withstand it?! "
Peng Sanjiang felt like he was going crazy.
Why was it that a lot of common sense things didn't apply to this human doctor in front of him?
Until now, Peng Sanjiang still didn't understand how Yang Fan avoided the attack and detection of his father's consciousness doppelganger.
And why was the emperor-level willpower barrier in his sea of consciousness and body ineffective against Yang Fan?
And now, even the divine soul imprint of a peak-level Demon Emperor couldn't cause any harm to him, and he was able to easily erase it in a minute!
How did this guy do it? Could it be that he was the nemesis sent by the heavens to specifically target Peng Sanjiang?
Peng Sanjiang was so devastated that he wanted to die.
Before this, he had never thought that one day, he would actually become a pet beast and puppet in the hands of a human.
Damn divine soul detention. Not only did it force him to kowtow to this damn human in front of him and suffer humiliation, but it even made him not dare to have the thought of self-detonating and committing suicide. It was too aggrieved!
Yang Fan reached out and touched the small vest he was wearing. His expression was extremely satisfied, and his mood was very good.
This was the feeling of safety.
This trip was not in vain. Just this small vest of a Divine Weapon was already worth it.
Yang Fan lowered his head and glanced at Peng Sanjiang, who was still on the ground and hadn't gotten up. He asked softly, "Tell me, how many humans have you eaten in these years?"
Yang Fan didn't ask if it had eaten humans before. Instead, he asked how many humans it had eaten.
Because from the divine soul origin in Yang Fan's sea of consciousness where Peng Sanjiang was detained, Yang Fan had already felt the resentment of countless humans. He had also sensed more than one scene of Peng Sanjiang devouring the flesh and blood of humans.
In order to eat fresh, there were many that were eaten alive, and blood spilled everywhere.
"Replying to master, I don't remember clearly, but it shouldn't be less than ten thousand people."
Peng Sanjiang's body trembled, but he still obediently replied.
"Since my cultivation reached the level of a Fiend General, almost every day, there would be clansmen who would send me three human flesh with rich vitality for me to enjoy."
"It was precisely because I devoured so much human flesh that I was able to directly raise my cultivation to the seventh level of a Fiend King in a short thirteen years. I was only one step away from becoming a Fiend King."
Ten thousand people?!
Yang Fan's heart trembled.
He had long known that the number of humans Peng Sanjiang had devoured wasn't a small number. He originally thought that a few hundred or a thousand should be the limit.
However, he had still greatly underestimated the degree of cruelty of these Demon Clans. Even more so, he had never imagined that Peng Sanjiang, a single Demon Beast, had actually devoured over ten thousand humans!
No, no, no!
According to Peng Sanjiang's words, it had continuously used the flesh and blood of humans as medicine to increase its cultivation for thirteen years. At the rate of three humans per day, it had consumed at least fourteen thousand and two hundred people in thirteen years!
What the hell!
He was simply an animal ah ah ah ah!
Yang Fan clenched his fists, and his eyes instantly turned red. The vitality in his body boiled and burned, and the killing intent in his chest couldn't be suppressed any longer. It shot straight to the sky.
"You really deserve to die ah!!"
Pa!
Yang Fan directly crushed the drop of Divine Soul Origin in his sea of consciousness. This kind of trash, he didn't want it to stay in his sea of consciousness for even a moment.
As long as he thought of the fourteen thousand and two hundred human clansmen that had all died in the belly of this Great Roc, Yang Fan's heart and liver exploded with pain.
He wanted to kill this Great Roc!
Now!
Immediately!
He couldn't stop for even a moment!
Not only did he want to kill it, but he also wanted to cut it into pieces and make its head into a specimen. He wanted to send it back to the Feng Ming Mountain where the Great Roc Clan lived, to pay tribute to those human clansmen that had been eaten alive by it and died tragically in its mouth!
Even if this would lead to the strong revenge of the Great Roc Clan, Yang Fan didn't care. Otherwise, this would inevitably become a sore point in his heart, and he would never be able to sleep soundly in the future.
"Not only this Great Roc, all the Fiends in the world deserve to die!"
Yang Fan was deeply stimulated. In his eyes, those human clansmen that had struggled and screamed in the mouth of the Fiends but still couldn't escape the fate of being eaten alive by the Fiends. The killing intent in his heart was cold and awe-inspiring. Once again, he firmly affirmed his determination and ideal to destroy the Fiends in the world.
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