As Ling Fan unleashed a palm strike that annihilated a group of Condensation Stage cultivators, the remaining Condensation Stage powerhouses finally grew fearful.
The frenzied crimson glow in their eyes subsided, replaced by expressions of utter horror.
"Flee!"
"Quick, run! He's a monster, a demon!"
"Kid, you just wait! You dared to interfere with our business, just you wait and see!"
The group of Condensation Stage powerhouses scattered in all directions like stray dogs.
Ling Fan did not pursue them.
With his current strength, it wouldn't be difficult to keep all of them.
But there was no need.
These individuals were merely a bunch of clowns.
It would only be a waste of his time.
Ling Fan turned his gaze towards the Demon Hall.
Within the Demon Hall, it seemed as though a terrifying presence resided. Rolling demonic energy surged, as if it were enraged by Ling Fan's disruption of its plans.
Boom!
Boom!
From the depths of the Demon Hall came the clanking of chains and the sound of something monstrous thrashing about.
Ling Fan paid it no mind and withdrew his gaze.
He then looked at Wang Meng and the old man.
"Although I don't know your purpose, you've resolved our urgent crisis. This old man must thank you." Elder Long Sheng said.
Ling Fan's gaze was distant as he said, "No need to thank me. Tell me, what is being suppressed within this Myriad Burial Demonic Abyss – a Demon Emperor, or a Demon Saint?"
Upon hearing Ling Fan's words.
Everyone, including Elder Long Sheng and Wang Meng, looked at Ling Fan with astonishment, their expressions shifting to tension and vigilance.
Elder Long Sheng suppressed his shock and asked, "How... how do you know the secret of this Myriad Burial Demonic Abyss?"
Ling Fan replied, "Your so-called secrets cannot hide from my eyes."
"It is a Demon Emperor."
Elder Long Sheng weighed his options for a moment before finally speaking.
"As expected!"
Ling Fan showed little fear, as if a Demon Emperor was merely that.
"How much strength does this Demon Emperor have left?"
Ling Fan asked directly.
"Condensation Stage!"
Elder Long Sheng replied.
"Hmm, about what I expected."
Ling Fan nodded.
"Who exactly are you? You absolutely cannot be just a young man. If not for your age, I would truly believe you to be an ancient, reclusive monster! What is your purpose for coming here?"
Elder Long Sheng took a deep breath and asked with a solemn expression.
Ling Fan did not answer Elder Long Sheng's question. Instead, he asked, "How long has your clan been suppressing this demon here, and how many people are left in your clan?"
Elder Long Sheng gave a wry smile and said, "For several hundred years! Our clan's population has dwindled. If we cannot completely eliminate this Demon Emperor, we won't be able to suppress it for much longer."
Elder Long Sheng's words caused Wang Meng and the other young powerhouses to fall silent, a somber atmosphere pervading the area.
"You are being somewhat stagnant!"
Ling Fan said indifferently.
Upon hearing this, Elder Long Sheng's face immediately showed signs of anger.
The impetuous young powerhouses like Wang Meng glared at Ling Fan with even greater animosity.
"What nonsense are you spouting, boy! Our clan has been toiling here to suppress the Demon Emperor. Do you know how much hardship we've endured, how much suffering we've borne, and how many clansmen we've sacrificed! How dare you criticize us for being stagnant! Do you know that without us, this small Nine Hua Realm, which is like a desolate martial desert, would likely have already been destroyed by this Demon Emperor!"
"You saved us from our predicament, and we are grateful, but that doesn't give you the right to spout nonsense and negate our contributions!"
"Leave! We do not welcome you!"
Ling Fan let out a cold laugh and said, "Do you think I'm wrong? With your clan's talent, if you hadn't gambled all your strength on this Myriad Burial Demonic Abyss, your clan should have produced a Manifestation Stage powerhouse long ago. You've focused all your energy on guarding against this Demon Emperor, attempting to wear it down through attrition."
"But you've forgotten, the reason a Demon Emperor is a Demon Emperor is its incredibly long and robust lifespan, which you cannot compare to. You are destined to be outlasted by it. As long as it gets even a slight opportunity, it will rise again!"
"While you are containing this Demon Emperor, you are also caging your own progress."
"Therefore, in the end, it will be the victor, not you. Your actions have merely delayed the inevitable."
"Did I say you were stagnant incorrectly?"
Ling Fan's tone remained consistently calm.
The young powerhouses who were initially furious now fell silent.
Even Elder Long Sheng's eyes showed a hint of contemplation.
They had thought about this before.
But for the sake of stability, they had chosen a different path.
This was because the risks involved were too great.
Once the growth rate of their clan's powerhouses couldn't keep up with the Demon Emperor's recovery speed, the entire Nine Hua Realm would face annihilation.
They dared not take this risk.
Nor could they afford to.
"Kid, it's easy for you to say that!"
A young powerhouse, still unconvinced, retorted.
Ling Fan did not bother with him and strode towards the Demon Hall.
"Stop! The Demon Hall is our clan's forbidden area. No outsider is allowed to set foot here."
The young powerhouses watched Ling Fan vigilantly.
However, Ling Fan ignored them.
With a single step, he entered the Demon Hall.
The seals of the Demon Hall did not impede Ling Fan in any way.
This astonished everyone.
However, it was too late for them to stop him now.
Unless they were to fight Ling Fan and drive him out.
But after witnessing Ling Fan's terrifying strength in annihilating a group of Condensation Stage cultivators with a single palm strike, they dared not make any rash moves.
Ling Fan proceeded towards the depths of the Demon Hall.
"What do you want to do!"
Elder Long Sheng exclaimed in alarm, unleashing a terrifying peak Condensation Stage power and reaching out to stop Ling Fan.
Ling Fan turned and casually swatted him. The collision sent Elder Long Sheng staggering back more than ten steps before he could finally halt his momentum.
In contrast, Ling Fan did not even sway.
"The Elder was forced back!"
Wang Meng and all the other young powerhouses were dumbfounded, speechless with shock.
They gained a deeper, more direct understanding of Ling Fan's immense power.
After repelling Elder Long Sheng with a single palm, Ling Fan turned and entered the depths of the Demon Hall.
Roar!
At this moment.
A colossal shadow suddenly materialized in the depths of the Demon Hall, and an overwhelming demonic might descended upon Ling Fan.
Rolling demonic energy surged, violently impacting Ling Fan, causing his grey hair and simple robe to be pulled back straight.
Ling Fan's expression remained unchanged.
"You're crazy! You'll be controlled by it! Do you want to release it now? Hurry up and get out of there!"
Elder Long Sheng shouted anxiously.
However, Ling Fan paid him no heed.
He said calmly, "Have you considered that since your Western Demon Hall, which you guard, was attacked, have the Demon Halls to the East, South, and North not also come under attack? If you couldn't defend it, could they?"