147: A-rank Demon General

Although Han Fei felt joy at his promotion to A-rank, it was fleeting.

His current perspective was far beyond what it once was; he understood that A-rank was merely barely crossing the threshold of a strong individual, and there was still a long way to go.

"Let's try fighting an A-rank Demon General."

Luna Fairy Spirit elegantly snapped her fingers, and with a light flick, her body was surrounded by delicate silver light. Then, her figure gradually merged with the air until she completely vanished.

Immediately following, a suffocating Aura suddenly condensed in the air, and a massive, terrifying Bull-shaped Demon Race slowly entered Han Fei's line of sight.

Its appearance seemed to carry a storm; the surrounding air trembled under its pressure, and even the light seemed to dim a few shades, enveloping the entire space in an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

Facing this Bull-shaped Demon General, Han Fei took a deep breath, a glint of sternness flashing in his eyes.

He knew this was not an ordinary contest, but a battle to test his A-rank strength.

Pondering in his mind, Han Fei decided to go all out, fusing the powers of the four elements—Wind, Fire, Water, and Earth—flowing within him, preparing to meet this confrontation.

The oppressive feeling emanating from the Bull-shaped Demon General was almost tangible; the surrounding air was so compressed by its Domain that it nearly solidified.

Its deep roar was deafening, seemingly accompanied by thunder, shaking the ground and causing fine cracks to appear, as if even the earth trembled before the Demon Race's majesty.

The Demon General's body was like a towering mountain, covered in thick black scales that reflected a cold luster in the faint light.

Its crimson eyes, like flames in an abyss, revealed a bloodthirsty craving, and a pair of incomparably sharp bull horns gleamed with cold light, carrying power sufficient to tear space, charging directly at Han Fei.

Facing such a fierce offensive, Han Fei reacted with extreme agility, gently waving the staff in his hand. The staff's tip suddenly lit up with a crimson glow, like the rising sun, hot and dazzling.

Instantly, rolling heat waves surged from Han Fei's palm, converging into a tall wall of fire, separating him from the Bull-shaped Demon General.

The flames within the fire wall danced with destructive light, their temperature so high that even space seemed to warp, attempting to turn everything that approached into ash.

However, the Bull-shaped Demon General ignored the blazing flames, its massive body showing no hesitation, directly crashing into the fire wall with an arrogant stance.

With a thunderous crash, the flames exploded upon contact with the Demon General's hard scales, yet they only left a few scorched marks on the surface of the scales, unable to budge it in the slightest.

Witnessing this, Han Fei's eyes narrowed, knowing that fire alone could not stop this behemoth.

As his thoughts raced, the light from his staff changed, from crimson to deep blue, and then he gently tapped the ground.

In an instant, the ground seemed to come alive, water surging out, powerful and immense, converging into a rushing blue Dragon, forming a whirlwind that roared and swept towards the Bull-shaped Demon General. The powerful force contained within the water vortex vowed to entangle and devour it.

The surging water vortex, carrying the wild power of the deep ocean, like a colossal azure python, roared and slammed against the Bull-shaped Demon General's tough body, stirring up layers of powerful ripples, attempting to strip away its dominant strength.

The Bull-shaped Demon General's body was tightly wrapped by the water flow, yet it stood like an unshakeable mountain, its eyes gleaming with an indomitable light. Though its steps were difficult, it still pressed forward bravely.

Seeing this, Han Fei's eyes slightly narrowed, and he gently rotated the staff in his hand. Instantly, green light overflowed, like new tender leaves in spring, and Wind Elementals lightly condensed at his fingertips, gradually gathering into a powerful hurricane imbued with nature's wrath.

This hurricane swept in, carrying sand and gravel from the desert, cutting through the air. Every tiny grain of sand seemed to turn into a sharp blade, mercilessly slicing at the Bull-shaped Demon General's thick-scaled skin, making its movements increasingly sluggish.

Seizing this opportune moment, Han Fei flipped his wrist, and golden light flickered on the staff. That was the call from the depths of the earth, and Earth Elementals responded, condensing in his grasp into countless sharp stone spikes. They seemed to hear the battle horn, bursting forth suddenly from beneath the ground, densely packed like bamboo shoots after rain, stabbing fiercely towards the Bull-shaped Demon General.

Those stone spikes were incredibly sharp; even the Bull-shaped Demon General's sturdy scales found it difficult to completely withstand this dense assault, and deep marks were left on them.

However, the Bull-shaped Demon General did not retreat because of this. It roared to the sky, its muscles bulging, and a primal force surged from within its body. Accompanied by violent tremors, the stone spikes shattered, turning into fine stone powder scattered across the ground.

Han Fei knew that only continuous pressure could secure victory, so he waved his staff, once again unleashing brilliant golden light. This time, the gentle Light Elementals, like the morning sun, responded to his call, condensing into a beam of dazzling light that shot straight into the sky, and then, like a sword of divine punishment, accurately and precisely pierced the Bull-shaped Demon General's head.

The behemoth roared in pain, its voice filled with unwillingness. Despite this, the power within its body still surged like a river, showing no signs of weakening.

Facing such a terrifying existence, Han Fei felt shocked internally, yet he showed no intention of retreating.

His staff glowed again, this time with a deep and mysterious dark purple light. That was the whisper from the dark abyss, and Dark Elementals, under his control, transformed into rolling waves of dark energy, silently spreading and gradually enveloping the entire battlefield, attempting to invade and weaken the Bull-shaped Demon General's will.

Under the influence of this invisible force, even a powerful being like the Bull-shaped Demon General gradually became sluggish in its movements; clearly, its will was undergoing an unprecedented test.

At this moment, Han Fei rapidly chanted ancient incantations. A silver light flashed on the staff and then disappeared. That was the Lightning Elementals, controlling thunder, responding to the call, gathering in his palm to form a cloud shimmering with electric light.

Immediately after, an earth-shattering lightning storm suddenly erupted on the battlefield. Electric snakes danced wildly, illuminating the night sky. Every flash of lightning was the most direct manifestation of nature's power, vowing to completely conquer this unyielding Demon General.

Dark clouds rolled, the night sky like spilled ink, and lightning streaked through the thick clouds, as if an enraged deity was wielding a shining longsword.

A flash of lightning, accompanied by a deafening roar, a thick bolt of lightning tore across the sky, striking the mountain-like Bull-shaped Demon General.

Where the lightning struck, flesh instantly carbonized, sparks flew, and a sickening smell of burning filled the air. Yet, the behemoth merely stumbled, its eyes growing even fiercer, its tenacious vitality astonishing.

Seeing this, a look of determination flashed across Han Fei's brows. He lightly waved the staff in his hand, and the staff's tip suddenly lit up with an icy blue glow, as cold and mysterious as the deep sea's ice.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, the temperature of the surrounding air plummeted, and even his exhaled breath turned into white mist.

In an instant, Ice Elementals gathered in the air, condensing into incomparably sharp ice cones. They exuded a chilling Aura that made one's heart palpitate, arranged neatly like celestial soldiers, accurately piercing through the wind and rain, striking directly at the Bull-shaped Demon General.

Each ice cone that pierced was accompanied by a series of cracking sounds. The Demon General's massive body was gradually covered in frost, its movements becoming increasingly sluggish, but it still struggled to twist, unwilling to yield.

Just as the standoff continued, the staff in Han Fei's hand glowed green again, and a vibrant green vitality spread from his palm. Wooden textures outlined themselves in the Void Realm, eventually forming an impenetrable forest of vines.

These vines seemed to come alive, growing wildly, quickly sealing off every possible escape route for the Bull-shaped Demon General as they twisted and turned, binding it firmly.

Each tightening of the vines was accompanied by the Demon General's deep roar, yet it could only watch as it became more and more tightly bound.

When the time was ripe, Han Fei's eyes sharpened, and a purplish-red glow flickered on the staff. That was an ancient and mysterious power of time.

Under his control, the flow of time around the Demon General twisted, forming ripples, as if trapping it in a slowly flowing river of time.

The outside world still flowed, but the Demon General's movements became as sluggish as a slow-motion film, every step appearing exceptionally difficult.

At this moment, Han Fei launched another attack. The staff was transparent like crystal, and the power of space surged within it, tearing open tiny spatial cracks. They silently spread around the Demon General, like the smallest wounds in the Universe.

With a heart-wrenching tearing sound, the cracks suddenly expanded, erupting with a powerful suction force that mercilessly swallowed parts of the Demon General's body, leaving behind a bloody mess.

The Demon General let out an earth-shattering wail, its voice filled with unbearable pain and unwillingness, clearly having suffered unprecedented heavy damage.

However, instead of succumbing to this oppression, it instead ignited an unprecedented and even stronger fighting spirit in its despair.

The Bull-shaped Demon General's entire body was suddenly enveloped in a thick layer of black demonic flames. These demonic flames were deep and unfathomable, like the fire of resentment rising from the bottom of an abyss, not only casting a dim light all around but also adding a terrifying and ferocious quality to its already massive body.

Han Fei's gaze was like a torch, his deep eyes showing no wavering. He knew this would be a protracted and extremely difficult battle, but his will was as firm as a rock.

Clutching the staff that symbolized power and wisdom, he began to rapidly and accurately chant ancient and mysterious incantations.

As the incantations echoed, the staff began to glow with colorful lights—fiery red, azure blue, emerald green... various elemental powers intertwined and merged under his control, gradually forming a complex and incredibly powerful magic array.

The moment the magic array finally took shape, even the surrounding air seemed to tremble slightly, feeling the shock of this power, and the forces of various elements converged into a vortex around him.

The Bull-shaped Demon General's deep roar was like the tolling of a doomsday bell, shaking the earth. Every stomp caused the black demonic flames beneath its feet to spread wildly, as if even space itself was about to be devoured by this power.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Han Fei fiercely waved the staff in his hand. Instantly, a beam of intensely hot flames, capable of melting gold and iron, burst forth, rushing towards the Bull-shaped Demon General like a fire Dragon.

The moment they collided, the heavens and earth seemed to be shaken by the violent explosion. Blazing firelight, accompanied by shockwaves, scattered in all directions, illuminating half the sky.

Immediately after, Han Fei's staff suddenly transformed, from scorching red to a cold, icy blue.

Ice Elementals seemed to be summoned, rapidly condensing around him, forming dense, incomparably sharp ice cones.

These ice cones carried the chilling Aura that could pierce the heart of ice, flying towards the Demon General with overwhelming force.

As the ice cones penetrated the demonic flame barrier, a continuous sizzling sound filled the air. The clash of ice and fire stirred up layers of white mist, and a strange atmosphere, both scorching and cold, permeated the air.

Despite being hit by the ice cones and showing slightly slower movements, the Bull-shaped Demon General did not retreat. Its evil energy still surged powerfully.

Seeing this, Han Fei reacted flexibly, and his staff once again emitted the green light of life.

This time, it was the Wind Elementals that responded to his call, condensing in his hand into a howling hurricane.

This hurricane, laden with sand and gravel, rotated and roared, sharp as a thousand sharp blades, fiercely cutting towards the massive body, vowing to carve a path to victory in this Chaos.

Beneath the sky ravaged by the fierce wind, the massive Bull-shaped Demon General was like a trapped beast, its limbs struggling vigorously, attempting to break free from the hurricane'sRestraint.

The flames of unwillingness burned in its eyes, and its roar echoed through the sky, shaking the surrounding air, as if even heaven and earth trembled for it.

As its entire body suddenly shook, an invisible force erupted from within it. In an instant, the hurricane wrapped around its body was torn to shreds and scattered.

Seeing this, Han Fei's eyes sharpened, and he gently raised the staff in his hand. Golden light suddenly bloomed, like the sun rising in the east, dazzling and brilliant.

Under the call of this light, Earth Elementals solidified in the Void Realm, transforming into tens of thousands of extremely sharp stone spikes. They were as dense as rain, whistling through the sky, carrying a destructive force, and fiercely plunged into the Bull-shaped Demon General's thick scales.

The sound of shattering scales and roars intertwined, blood and dust flew, and the battlefield was instantly enveloped in a murderous atmosphere.

Despite being covered in wounds, the Bull-shaped Demon General's eyes still revealed an indomitable will. It roared, and its body seemed to surge with endless power, instantly shattering the stone spikes that had pierced its body into powder.

Regathering its strength, it charged fiercely towards Han Fei like an unstoppable mountain, vowing to avenge its previous humiliation.

Facing this unstoppable blow, Han Fei remained calm. He quickly uttered ancient and mysterious incantations, and the staff shimmered with silver light. Lightning Elementals then gathered, condensing in his grasp into a rolling dark cloud, which then erupted into a wild lightning storm.

Electric snakes danced wildly, thunder roared, and the entire sky seemed to be torn apart by this power. The bolts of lightning mercilessly struck the Bull-shaped Demon General, scorching the exposed skin of its scales black, and its painful wails echoed through the sky.