Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

Chapter 488 - 270: Martial Alliance Dissolves? Red Sun King

Elder Gongyang’s cultivation isn’t much stronger than the Beidou Sword King’s!

Wei Fan wasn’t surprised either. Cultivating to the Martial King is more than a thousand times harder than reaching the Martial Venerable Realm.

The suppression of the Dao Collapse, the higher one’s cultivation, the greater the suppression.

After the Holy Fall War, there may have been hundreds or even thousands of Martial Venerables born in the wilderness, but those breaking through to the Martial King can be counted on one hand.

The Beidou Sword King cultivated to Martial King within a few hundred years, yet he has been cultivating at the Martial King Realm for hundreds of years and still has a cultivation of Martial King First Layer.

This isn’t because his potential ran out but due to the effect of the Dao Collapse, which is particularly terrifying for Martial King powerhouses.

A Martial King powerhouse can feel the existence of the Dao Collapse at all times, as if something vast and immense is pressing down on them constantly. They’ve almost reached the ceiling that the Land of Dao Collapse can permit. Progressing even a step feels like carrying a massive mountain, far from the simplicity of cultivation below the Martial King Realm.

He previously didn’t have the power of a Martial King and tried to use ordinary power to elevate his cultivation. The speed was astonishingly slow, and there was almost no effect.

Elder Gongyang was full of shock: "The Beidou Sword King cultivated in the Martial King Realm for hundreds of years. Even if you break through to Martial King, how could you kill him..."

It’s extremely rare for a Martial King to fall in the wilderness. The reason is that Martial Kings are too hard to kill, with fast recovery from injuries and strong escape abilities.

Unless two or three Martial Kings surround and attack one, it’s hard to kill an opponent of the same realm.

Even though Wei Fan personally declared that he slew the Beidou Sword King, Elder Gongyang found it hard to believe, because even if he acted himself, he wasn’t sure he could kill the Beidou Sword King—unless the Beidou Sword King didn’t flee and fought to the death with him.

Wei Fan shook his head with a smile: "If you look down on me so much, do you think it would be normal for me to get slaughtered by the Beidou Sword King? If I didn’t have the strength to kill the Beidou Sword King, how would I dare provoke the Desert Martial Alliance repeatedly?"

The shock in Elder Gongyang’s heart gradually calmed, realizing that someone like Wei Fan, a demon, couldn’t be viewed in the same light as those who take hundreds or even thousands of years to break through to the Martial King.

"So, are you saying you also killed the Celestial Cyan Demon King that day at Yunhua Sect?"

...

The Guangling Sect was shrouded in mist, with spirituality overflowing, and spirit medicines aged for years were everywhere among the mountains, even those a thousand years old weren’t uncommon.

This is one of the foundations of the Holy Sect. Not to mention the means left by the Martial Saint, the inheritance of the Martial Saint, even the mountain full of spirit medicines is an unimaginably precious resource.

From afar, the Guangling Sect was bathed in a glow, with a kind of awe-inspiring sanctity and majesty.

Under the array personally set up by the Martial Saint, this place looked like an immortal realm, with active Taoist principles.

Aside from the extremely dense Heaven and Earth Essence Qi, just due to this characteristic of being close to the Dao, a Martial Venerable has a greater chance of successfully impacting the Martial King Realm here.

The Holy Land of cultivation doesn’t just refer to the degree of Heaven and Earth Essence Qi concentration; it is more reflected in the aspect of the Dao.

The Dao has no form or substance, but at the Martial King Realm, one can know that such a thing truly exists.

The Guangling Sect was serene and peaceful. There were disciples practicing sword in the mountains, others breathing exercises in the woods, and masters patiently guiding their disciples’ cultivation.

Suddenly, a sharp scream shattered the tranquility of the Guangling Sect: "Sect Leader, something terrible has happened..."

The voice of the Guangling Sect’s Foreign Affairs Elder quivered, breaking the sect’s rule that forbids flying within the premises, and directly soared into the Sect Leader’s Hall.

The Guangling Sect’s Saint Master frowned slightly and opened his eyes from the grand chair.

In an instant, it seemed as if stars were extinguishing and the sun and moon alternated in his eyes, as deep as the starry sky.

The foreign affairs elder who had flown in had a change in expression and hastily landed, bowing his head and cupping his hands.

The Guangling Sect’s Saint Master appeared refined on the surface, but his expression showed a hint of displeasure: "What kind of conduct is this, as an elder, how can you shout and carry on?"

He had been closed-eyed, pondering why Qi Daozhen’s Dao in the starry sky suddenly accelerated its collapse, contemplating whether the changes in Heaven and Earth were occurring, merging his heart spirit with Heaven and Earth, and surveying all directions.

Being interrupted like this by the Foreign Affairs Elder, not getting angry was already a testament to his good temper as the Sect Leader.

One must know that the current situation in the wilderness was caused by the Dao Collapse of Qi Daozhen. To comprehend a little of its mysteries could yield infinite benefits.

Moreover, if one could comprehend the reason for the accelerated Dao Collapse and utilize it, perhaps within one’s lifetime, they could make the wilderness as normal as the outside world.

In such a case, it might not be impossible for him to become a Martial Saint.

"With my talent, if I were born outside, even if not a Martial Saint by now, I would be an outstanding powerhouse among Martial Kings. Alas, I was born at the wrong time!"

He couldn’t help but sigh in his heart. Being able to cultivate to King Level power in the Land of Dao Collapse in the wilderness, none were simple folk. Placed in the normal world, they could be called heaven’s pride, with the possibility of becoming a saint.

Yet he has cultivated to now and is still at Martial King Third Layer, seeing no hope of breakthrough.

It’s not that his potential only reached Martial King Third Layer, but the ceiling is only so high. The entire wilderness, including the old crane of Profound Crane Sect and Wei Zhenwu of the Demon Hunter Organization, were all only at Martial King Third Layer.

The Foreign Affairs Elder showed a look of self-blame and said: "The Sect Leader’s teaching is right, it’s just that the matter is so shocking, I lost my composure momentarily. I’ll pay attention next time."

"What is it, hurry up and say it!" The Guangling Sect’s Saint Master became increasingly displeased, eager to dismiss the Foreign Affairs Elder and continue pondering the cause of the accelerating Dao Collapse.

The Foreign Affairs Elder spoke in a deep voice, "I just received a message from the Beidou Sword Sect. The Beidou Sword King has fallen, and his soul token enshrined in the Beidou Sword Sect has cracked..."

"Boom..."

These words struck the heart of the Saint Master of Guangling Sect like a thunderbolt, startling him from his grand chair. The overwhelming and terrifying aura flashed over him, forcing the Foreign Affairs Elder to take several steps back with a look of trepidation.

"How did he die?"

The Saint Master of Guangling Sect spoke in a low tone, his expression grim. As for the matter of the accelerated enlightenment of Dao Collapse, he had long forgotten it. The fall of a Martial King was undoubtedly an earth-shattering event for the wilderness, enough to impact the entire region’s balance.

"Does the Sect Leader not remember? Earlier, you had the Beidou Sword King leave seclusion to resolve the matter of Wei Fan. The Beidou Sword King went down the mountain to kill Wei Fan, and then the Beidou Sword King’s soul token shattered.

The exact details of his death—whether he was slain by experts from the Demon Hunter Organization or by a master backing Wei Fan—are completely unknown to the Beidou Sword Sect."

In a battle of Martial Kings, ordinary people would flee as far as possible; only those of the same level could have the privilege to watch.

"Wei Fan!"

The Saint Master of Guangling Sect spat the name with force, his eyes glinting with killing intent.

Though Guangling Sect competed both openly and covertly with the Beidou Sword Sect for influence within the alliance, it didn’t mean he wanted the Beidou Sword King dead.

The death of a Martial King in the alliance had significant repercussions for the Desert Martial Alliance; it might cause the Demon Fiends to no longer fear them, and the Demon Hunter Organization might increase its attacks on the Desert Martial Alliance.

The main issue was that a Martial King capable of slaying the Beidou Sword King had appeared and held a grudge against the Desert Martial Alliance and Guangling Sect, which was truly problematic.

"Investigate! Deploy people to find out how the Beidou Sword King died!"

The death of the Beidou Sword King had left him daunted, and he dared not immediately confront Wei Fan, acting with even more caution now that a Martial King was lost.

"Yes!"

The Foreign Affairs Elder continued, "What about the members of the alliance within Da Liang? They don’t yet know of the Beidou Sword King’s fall. After the battle, those sects sent messages in inquiry because there are only two days left until Wei Fan’s deadline."

Upon hearing this, the face of the Saint Master of Guangling Sect darkened further, "Let them handle it themselves. The priority now is to find out the cause of the Beidou Sword King’s death!"

The fall of the Beidou Sword King made him feel a crisis; Guangling Sect itself might be in trouble. He had no time to protect others right now. Without understanding the cause of the Beidou Sword King’s death, he dared not provoke Wei Fan.

If it were experts from the Demon Hunter Organization, it would be manageable, but if they were unknown experts, the decrease and increase would render Guangling Sect incapable of standing up to the Demon Hunter Organization head-on.

The Foreign Affairs Elder’s expression changed at these words: "In that case, the alliance might disband!"

Unable to protect their own members, who would stay in the alliance?

"Follow my orders, or are you going to kill Wei Fan?"

Of course, the Saint Master of Guangling Sect understood the consequences of not caring about the sects within Da Liang, but the Desert Martial Alliance was founded not to protect others, but to protect Guangling Sect itself.

When there was extra strength, he naturally had no qualms about showing off, but doing so now would merely bring trouble to Guangling Sect. Even if the Desert Martial Alliance disbanded, it would be better than risking continued conflict with Wei Fan now!

The same holds: as long as Guangling Sect could kill Wei Fan, even if the Desert Martial Alliance disbanded, it could always be reassembled.

The purpose of forming the alliance was for self-preservation, not out of concern about other sects being bullied.

This Elder knew he couldn’t kill Wei Fan; even the Beidou Sword King had died. Even if the Sect Leader went personally, the outcome was uncertain.

"To think he would take shape to this extent!"

As he watched the Foreign Affairs Elder leave, the Saint Master of Guangling Sect’s gaze was grim. When Wei Fan wiped out the four major sects of Su City, he had already known of Wei Fan.

However, back then, he dismissed the idea of paying attention to a youth barely in their teens.

"This matter must be reported to the Red Sun King; Wei Fan’s issue is an alliance issue, not just the concern of Guangling Sect alone."

The Saint Master of Guangling Sect’s eyes flickered, and he held a communication token in his hand, intending to notify the other Martial King of the Desert Martial Alliance, the Red Sun King.

However, before he could send the message, his expression suddenly changed, as a terrifying pressure descended from above, as if it was pressing down to crush his primordial spirit, causing him visible pain.

"It’s happening again!"

Acceleration of Dao Collapse!

The higher the cultivation, the stronger the feeling. At the Martial King Third Layer, he almost felt like his cultivation was dropping to the Second Layer, barely able to withstand the terrifying pressure brought on by the acceleration of Dao Collapse.

With difficulty, he exited the great hall and looked up into the endless void, seeing large chunks of Qi Daozhen’s Dao crumbling and an invisible pressure surging in all directions. The Daoist principles, already hard to discern in the wilderness, seemed as if they were about to disappear entirely, transforming this place into a land of no Dao.

"Good, a few more times like this, and the wilderness can return to normal!"

The Saint Master of Guangling Sect was not frightened but delighted, as the faster the Dao Collapse, the sooner the wilderness would return to the normal world, an immense joy for all Martial Kings.

Leaving aside the brief golden cultivation period after the Dao Collapse ends, simply returning to the normal world gives him hope of becoming a saint.