Chapter 3843: The Third Passage

what do you want to do"Dulan was trembling with anger."What am I going to do First, ask yourself what you've already done."Ye Bufan reached out and patted his head, which was pig-like in size. "You sa...Xifeng Lie this time changed his direction, attacking the opponent's right chest to see if it was a vital point.

The result once again took everyone by surprise. The longsword pierced the air with a formidable aura, but it only sank in about half an arm's length, unable to directly pierce the chest like last time.

There is no doubt that in just a short time, Tan Ge's strength has increased by an unknown amount compared to before, and even his physical body has become much stronger than before.

The sword wounds healed faster than before, almost completely recovered in a breath or two.

In contrast, the remaining three Immortals whose strength was on par with him fared worse. Their sword strikes and blade slashes landed on Tan Ge's body, but only caused superficial wounds, unable to harm his bones.

"Come again."

The west wind roared again with a furious shout, his sword thrust straight towards the opponent's throat.

This time, not only did I fail to penetrate, but I was also repelled by the black demonic energy, not even managing to scratch its surface.

The remaining people did the same, wielding their long and short swords, hacking relentlessly, but failing to even scratch the surface.

At this moment, Tan Ge's aura is growing stronger and the pain on his face is slowly fading away.

In its place was an unspeakable sense of dread and coldness, a palpable aura of demonic energy, and eyes that had turned a chilling blood red.

"Oh no, he's been possessed! Run!"

Xifeng Lie realized something was wrong. Now, Tan Ge stood there, allowing them to attack, yet none of the blows could harm him.

Once the opponent has fully completed their demonization and regained their offensive capabilities, it will be their doom.

The wisest course of action now is to escape as quickly as possible, make haste and get out of here.

The idea was good, but the moment he turned his back, a red glow flashed in Tan Ge's eyes, and he punched him in the back.

This strike was incredibly fast and powerful, far surpassing the strength of the Immortal Venerable's early stage.

"Bang!"

Being too close, Xi Fenglie had no time to dodge. He was struck hard in the back by a punch, flying out like a cannonball and crashing into the wall beside him with a bang.

This blow was far too heavy, and coupled with the previous severe beating he had received from Ye Bufan, the old wounds were reopened and fresh ones added. He coughed up three mouthfuls of blood in succession.

"Such beautiful blood mustn't be wasted."

Tan Ge's voice was raspy and unpleasant, sending chills down one's spine.

Then he raised his hand and with a wave, a cloud of black qi enveloped the three mouthfuls of blood. In the blink of an eye, it was completely absorbed.

"Run!"

Upon seeing such a ghastly and terrifying scene, even the eldest disciple was no match. The remaining three disciples fled in panic.

"Want to run Not that easy."

Tan Ge's figure flashed, his speed reaching its peak, like a ghost surpassing the three people, blocking the entrance of the passage.

"Don't let anyone run away, all of you stay here."

He unleashed three punches in succession, and the three Immortal King-level powerhouses before him had no resistance whatsoever. They were completely blasted into three clouds of blood mist, and afterward, even their primordial spirits were devoured by demonic energy, leaving not a single trace behind.

The west wind rose from the ground, his heart filled only with unwillingness and fear.

Originally thought to be the child of destiny, after entering the Primordial Secret Realm, he instantly became a mid-stage Immortal Venerable.

Never would he have expected that his own strength would be utterly useless. First, he was brutally beaten by Ye Bufan, and now he was about to die.

Faced with the already demonized Tan Ge, he was filled with a sense of powerlessness.

Such formidable combat strength, not to mention himself, I'm afraid even the elders and Sect Master of the sect wouldn't necessarily be a match for this guy.

Since we can't fight, we have to think of other ways.

"Wake up, little brother, it's your senior brother!"

You are a member of the Guiyuan Sect, and we are fellow disciples. You can't harm me...

According to his plan, it would be best to awaken the other person's memory. If that didn't work, as long as there was some slight blankness in their expression, he could find an opportunity to escape.

But the result was to his utter disappointment. Tan Ge didn't care for his words at all, his two blood-red eyes flashed with red light, killing intent surging heaven and earth.

Whoever you are, surrender your blood.

He slapped her directly after he finished speaking.

The demonized Tan Ge seemed to have forgotten the techniques of Gu Yuanzong. Each move was simple and crude, yet shockingly powerful, leaving you unable to resist.

Feeling that immense pressure, West Wind wanted to flee but was utterly unable to. The surrounding space had been compressed into a solid reality, and even the slightest movement demanded an exorbitant price.

"Ah!"

A roar of unwilling rage erupted from his mouth, as if he wanted to detonate his soul and perish with his opponent. Unfortunately, he never got the chance.

"Poof!"

Tan Ge's huge palm, imbued with overwhelming demonic energy, directly smashed him to pieces, obliterating both his body and soul.

Then, demonic energy flashed and completely devoured the essence blood.

"Well done, you've helped me recover a bit."

That dark figure appeared again here, nodding in satisfaction at Tan Ge.

"Well done. From now on, you are the Second Demon Puppet General under the command of the Demon Emperor."

Furthermore, Ye Bufan and the others entered the portal without stopping. They rushed all the way and soon arrived at the end of the passage, coming to a huge stone chamber.

Just as the scene where Dongfang Dao Yuan and Xifeng Lie met, the arrangement here was exactly the same. A golden crown, dazzling with light, caught everyone's eye.

Even the golden light and shadow used the same words, and after speaking, they vanished from mid-air.

The little girl Qin Muyue excitedly called out: "Brother Ye, hurry over here! This is the inheritance of Emperor Xuanji, with it you will become the strongest in Zhongtian Domain."

Ye Bufan glanced at her and smiled faintly, "You don't want such a good thing"

"I also want it, but I know this thing doesn't belong to me, it belongs to Brother Ye."

No immortal wouldn't want to become stronger, but Qin Muyue's heart was very rational. Without Ye Bufan, she couldn't have safely arrived here. With her strength, she couldn't possibly obtain the inheritance of the Xuanji Emperor.

So she didn't feel jealous or resentful; she genuinely felt that this thing rightfully belonged to Ye Bufan.

On the other side, Ao Yue Xianzi was also like that. Everything she had was given by Ye Bufan, and she couldn't be too greedy.

"Doctor Ye, Miss Qin is right, this inheritance should belong to you."

As for the rest, like Situ Dianmo and Leng Qingqiu, they wouldn't even need to be mentioned. All their resources are distributed by Ye Bufan, with no envy, jealousy, or any attempt to grab them.

"Don't rush, some things need to be looked at clearly before speaking."

Ye Bufan strode forward, reaching out to take the Crown of Kings in his hand.

Golden light shone brightly, emanating an aura of powerful energy. If it were any other immortal, there would be no doubt whatsoever.

The fact is, both Xifeng Lie and Dongfang Dao Yuan failed to notice anything amiss. Their eyes were blinded by greed.

But Ye Bufan was completely different from them. His eyes were clear and bright, not a trace of greed in them, instead, a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

He had a magic artifact like the Spirit Refining Bottle in his hand. He had fought countless powerful demon cultivators before, so he was all too familiar with demonic energy.

Although this thing was hidden extremely well, even disguised without a flaw, he could still feel a faint trace of dark aura.

"Well done."

Ye Bufan rotated Wang Zhimian in his hand a few times, then played with it for a moment before sending it to Situ Dianmo. "Do you see anything wrong with this thing"turned his head and asked, “You ate three stems of Xuanhuang grass, right What else did you have”"Some, some. Hong Yuan Guo ate seven, Qi Xing Cao ate five, and Hong Ye Galan ate three..."Although Jia...