Magic Emperors

Episode 3

The guard watched in horror as Zhuo Fan raised his palm above his head and began to operate his cultivation method.

black lirans came from there, spinning like worms as they dug into the body of the guard. As they entered, the guard's face changed.

His frightened face, twisted in pain, now darkened his pale face from losing a lot of blood. With each passing moment, the man inched closer to turning black like charcoal. In the dark night, even if one did not notice, no one would claim him to be a human.

This made Zhuo Fan excited, fixated on the scene before him.

]The demonic transformation art might take the cultivation of others as its own, but when is it that easy to steal one's Yuan Qi? Even if he did, it would probably reject him. He had to show great caution, especially now when he was building his foundation.

Therefore, Zhuo Fan chose to first impale it before absorbing it.

Taking a deep breath to calm his excitement, his hands stiffened and a black stream began to flow back from the guard to his body as the guard itself withered before his naked eyes.

An hour later, Zhuo Fan retracted his hand and sat down cross-legged, starting to refine the new Yuan Qi.

The guard collapsed and scattered into ashes. It was as if ancient corpses were dug up only to be scattered in the wind as they made contact.

The creation of the Nine Quiet Emperors not only took the cultivation of others but also their essence.

Black energy wandered around his body like a flood. Zhuo Fan was immersed in concentration as he operated a cultivation method to create a flow of energy through his meridians and widened bit by bit.

The entire strength of a Qi Condensation expert flowed through his untrained body. That power nearly burst into his meridians as his forehead sweated.

But he pushed it because he knew this power could build a foundation that had never been seen before. Such a stable foundation would guarantee an easier and smoother cultivation path.

Time passed by one second each time for two hours, as Zhuo Fan gritted his teeth and sweat flowed from him like a river…

He loosened his jaws only at the sixth hour, when the black energy, after exploring his body for hundreds of times, gathered in his dantian and settled in the form of a black lake.

He slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath. The clouds on the horizon started to brighten, and the stuffed wild beasts returned to the depths of the forest.

“After dawn? Hahaha, I did not expect that the cultivation of the 2nd layer Qi Condensation would require all night.”

Zhuo Fan shook his head and examined his body.

Bang out!

] A loud voice echoed and the stone collapsed under Zhuo Fan's weak blow.

Next he checked his cultivation.

He was calm before, but that gaze frightened him during the day

As for his cultivation, not only did he reach the 5th layer of Foundation Establishment, the Yuan Qi within him was Qi Condensation, and not Foundation Establishment.

“Man, This Demon Transformation Art is incredible.” Zhuo Fan could not help but smack his lips, secretly pleased.

In general, even the rare geniuses of the Sacred Domain took a year to reach the 5th layer of Foundation Establishment. However, he needed one night to do what everyone else had to work for two and three years to achieve.

“It won't be long before I return to the Sacred Domain. Hehehe..” Zhuo Fan laughed out loud.

Just as he was enjoying his fantasies when he returned, a shout woke him up.

Frowning, he walked cautiously towards them. He was clear about his limitations. Even if he had the cultivation of the 5th layer Foundation Formation, this small achievement could not handle the simplest martial skill. He did not have the strength to retaliate if he met an expert.

Therefore, caution is a top priority. After all, he was not an extremely powerful Demon Emperor at the moment.

With a cat's light steps, he approached the bush. Zhuo Fan pushed the leaves to look at the two parties in the deadlock.

One had more than a dozen men, the guards of the Luo clan surrounded an eighteen-year-old girl and a six-year-old boy.

The other group wore black clothes and were led by an old man, more than twenty people. The man was familiar with Zhuo Fan. He remembered seeing her in the Luo clan as their servant. Then the couple surrounded by guards should be the young master of the Luo clan, Luo Yunhai, and the young miss, Luo Yunchang.

“Huh, no wonder the mountain bandits violated the strict security of the Luo clan guards, we have a traitor among us. “

Zhuo Fan sneered inside. He remembered his disciple and clenched his fists.

In his past life, he was betrayed by his students, and the person he had now died from the same consequences. He would inevitably come into a little contact with the body he was sitting on.

But he immediately shook his head and sighed, ready to turn around and leave.

With his strength, he had no way of helping them. Moreover, there was no one to associate him with the Luo clan. It was not worth it to throw his life away.

however, he only took two steps before his heart was overwhelmed with pain. The third step never came.