"Finally, it can truly be considered that the tribulation is over."
Sensing this message, Jiang Fan finally relaxed.
Earlier, he found it strange that no notification came, which meant the tribulation wasn’t over, so he was very cautious and didn’t act recklessly.
Later, when he saw that the Tier Four Great Demon Peng Wufeng was still alive, he realized his caution was indeed correct.
Then he sensed the aura of Peng Wufeng weakening, unsure of how much combat strength had been lost.
Combined with the opponent’s carelessness, he resolutely struck with the Primordial Talisman Pen.
As expected, the Tier Four Great Demon Peng Wufeng was effortlessly killed by him.
Even though the opponent was a Great Demon at the Tier Four Early Stage, it couldn’t withstand the sharpness of the Primordial Talisman Pen.
Thud!
The next second, as the Tier Four Great Demon Peng Wufeng died, the blood curse on him transformed into a scarlet light, locking onto Jiang Fan’s aura, attempting to burrow into his body.
However, it was easily deflected by the power of the Demon-Vibrating Bell.
The blood curse immediately vanished without a trace.
"Tsk tsk, the wealth of two Tier Four Great Demons—indeed, this time we’ve truly struck it rich."
"Who knows how much treasure there will be?"
The Primordial Talisman Pen remarked with emotion.
Even it hadn’t expected that Jiang Fan would have such fortune.
To encounter two Tier Four Great Demons perishing together and then reap the benefits.
To kill a Nascent Soul as a Golden Core and obtain the Nascent Soul’s wealth is truly excessive.
Even in Ancient Times, such a thing was extremely rare, almost a miracle.
Undoubtedly, acquiring the wealth of these two Tier Four Great Demons is akin to becoming wealthy overnight.
Whoosh!
With a wave of his hand, Jiang Fan immediately collected the corpse of the Tier Four Great Demon Peng Wufeng and two Storage Bags.
As for the corpse of the Great Demon Xiong Jiu, it had already turned into minced meat scattered all around, impossible to collect completely.
Still, obtaining the corpse of this Tier Four Great Demon was already considered quite a gain.
In addition to the Storage Bags of two Tier Four Great Demons, it was an astonishing wealth.
"However, the biggest gain this time isn’t actually obtaining a Fourth-Grade Opportunity."
"Nor is it acquiring the wealth of the Tier Four Great Demons."
"Rather, it’s about pre-emptively quashing future tribulations."
"Could eliminating this Tier Four Great Demon Peng Wufeng impact future situations?"
Jiang Fan rubbed his chin.
He felt his actions were like a butterfly, a slight flap possibly causing a huge storm.
It just doesn’t show now; the impact on the future must be profound.
Thus, preemptively resolving future tribulations would allow the Human Race to develop securely on the Western Continent.
"Forget it, it’s better to head back first."
Jiang Fan thought.
He had no intention of staying here, immediately opening the Gate of the Void.
Earlier, he had already marked a spatial coordinate in the Ten Thousand Beasts Secret Realm, so he could naturally teleport back.
After all, flying would take far too much time.
The Gate of the Void was far more convenient.
With a roar, he disappeared from the area and returned to the Ten Thousand Beasts Secret Realm.
......
Not long after Jiang Fan left, several cultivators from the Celestial Roc Race swiftly flew over.
An aura of terrifying ferocity emanated from them as they gravely observed the scene.
"Here, two Tier Four Great Demons have fallen, namely Peng Wufeng and Xiong Jiu."
"I’d heard before that Peng Wufeng was pursuing Xiong Jiu; could they have perished together?"
"No, Xiong Jiu blew up his Demon Core, clearly aiming to die with Peng Wufeng. Unfortunately, Peng Wufeng had exchanged for a Tier Five Celestial Roc Golden Feather Talisman, so he survived."
"Wait, if that’s the case, why did Peng Wufeng still die?"
"Isn’t it obvious? There was a third party, another Tier Four Great Demon hidden nearby, and Peng Wufeng couldn’t escape, leading to his death, with even the corpse taken away."
The Celestial Roc Race cultivators were in fervent discussion.
They briefly investigated the surrounding area and deduced what had transpired.
They also learned some of the origins.
"Who dares to strike against our Celestial Roc Race’s Tier Four Great Demon?"
A Celestial Roc Race cultivator was furious.
For them, each Tier Four Great Demon was exceedingly precious.
The fall of even one would cause a tremor within the race.
Now, with an enemy assassinating Peng Wufeng, it was simply a provocation to the Celestial Roc Race, a slap in their face.
They harbored endless rage, wishing to immediately find the culprit and tear them apart.
"Does it need to be asked? It must be those insidious folks."
"Those failures constantly try to bring down our Celestial Roc Race."
"Like rats deep in the sewers, utterly foul."
Another Celestial Roc Race cultivator sneered.
Without a doubt, throughout countless years on the Western Continent, the races that once sought to challenge the Celestial Roc Race’s position were innumerable, but most were wiped out, losing their territories.
However, even so, those failures weren’t actually dead but rather hiding.
Over time, they formed a Losers’ Alliance.
These were Tier Four Great Demons whose races had been exterminated by the Celestial Roc Race, hiding in the shadows, waiting for a chance to seek revenge.
Since these Tier Four Great Demons were loners and had no tribal burdens, plus their covert whereabouts, even though the Celestial Roc Race was mighty, they couldn’t locate them.