Supreme Sword God-Chapter 478 - 477: The Demon Altar Shattered, Tremendous Gains
Ye Chen’s eyes flickered as he leaped into the air.
At this moment, a certain power of rules descended upon the Gathering Magic Altar.
Ye Chen, quick-eyed and deft, swept across with his sword.
This wisp of rule power was collected by the tear mark on his Celestial Mark Sword.
As it turns out, the Demon Race’s altar isn’t as effective at gathering rule power as the Celestial Mark Sword!
However, even if the Demon Race’s altar could forcibly gather the Power of Celestial Rules continuously, each wisp of rule power required time to coalesce after the previous one appeared.
The battle outside could end at any time, and Ye Chen wasn’t certain when. Whether the Demon Race or the Three Races won, if he couldn’t leave before the outcome was decided, he would certainly be in danger.
Therefore.
He had to seize the benefits quickly and thoroughly.
Ye Chen’s eyes were fixed on the bottom of this large altar!
Inside the altar, dense Demonic Qi roiled like an abyss with no end in sight.
At the bottom, vast amounts of the Power of Celestial Rules flowed; this was the accumulation of Moss, the Demon Race’s prince, these past days!
Ye Chen controlled the Celestial Demon Qi within his body to cover himself, then cautiously dove towards the bottom of the Demon Race’s large altar.
The altar appeared no more than dozens of meters tall from the outside, but as Ye Chen descended to the bottom, it felt like going over ten miles deep!
The further down he went, the denser the Demonic Qi became.
Fortunately, Ye Chen’s body was protected by Celestial Demon Qi, causing the Demonic Qi inside the altar to naturally disperse and make way for him!
The Little Phoenix, tightly clutching Ye Chen’s shoulder with its claws, was extremely tense.
After diving a little further, he finally reached the bottom!
Without hesitation, Ye Chen used the tear mark on the Celestial Mark Sword to gather the strands of rule power at the bottom.
Strands of rule power flowed like streams, while the tear mark was akin to a bottomless pit.
"Eighty strands!"
When the rule power at the altar’s bottom was fully absorbed by the Celestial Mark Sword, including the previous ones, he now possessed eighty-three strands of rule power.
"No rush to leave yet; this Demon Race altar is interesting. It’s quite a treasure to forcibly gather the Power of Celestial Rules." Ye Chen grew interested in the altar itself; taking it along after collecting the rule power would be a huge win!
Ye Chen commanded his Celestial Demon Qi to sweep through every area inside the altar, observing closely with his Martial Arts Celestial Eye.
During this time.
Two more strands of rule power fell and were collected by Ye Chen.
"It seems to take two incense sticks of time to condense one strand of rule power. I’ve gathered two more strands since coming in, which means the Demon Race and the Three Races have been fighting for at least half an hour, and there’s still more to come!"
Ye Chen muttered to himself and then used his Celestial Demon Qi, entering various parts of the altar and attempting to actively operate its power to quicken the condensation of the Power of Celestial Rules.
Earlier, from the outside, he noticed Moss, the Demon Race’s prince, could accelerate the gathering of rule power using the altar’s power. After thoroughly investigating, he was confident!
As Ye Chen used his Celestial Demon Qi to control the large altar, something astonishing happened.
The large altar spun wildly, with the internal Demonic Qi forming vortices that made Ye Chen dizzy.
But the effect was quite remarkable!
Within a single incense stick of time, Ye Chen had gathered four strands of rule power!
However, problems arose as well.
With the support of Celestial Demon Qi, the efficiency of the altar in condensing the Power of Celestial Rules increased significantly, yet it seemed unable to withstand the torment of Celestial Demon Qi, developing cracks inside!
Ye Chen wasn’t heartbroken.
Although he was tempted to take the altar, if it broke, it broke—after all, it belonged to the Demon Race.
Grabbing the immediate benefits came first.
......
At the edge of the hunting battlefield.
The Three Emperors of the Alien Race couldn’t help but wrinkle their brows.
They sensed an unusual disturbance in the Power of Celestial Rules.
He Taiyuan also vaguely felt something amiss.
The Celestial Eye Emperor said, "Grand General Karto, I have some matters to attend to, so please excuse me."
The Green Ghost Emperor also chimed in, "I’ll need to be excused as well."
The Iron Armor Emperor naturally didn’t want to stay behind.
The Three Races valued the rule power tremendously and had been secretly competing over it.
After all, the one who controlled more rule power had more say in matters of Celestial Rules.
Clearly, the Celestial Eye Emperor and the Green Ghost Emperor were going to address this issue, and the Iron Armor Emperor wouldn’t fall behind!
Anyway, the hunting battlefield had its rules; once the hunting began, no human or mighty fighter from the Three Races was allowed to interfere.
The Three Emperors of the Alien Race departed.
A barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of Grand General Karto’s mouth from the Demon Race.
He wasn’t worried about the Three Emperors of the Alien Race discovering anything; before the Demon Race took action, they had ensured that not even top-tier fighters could sense what was happening deep within the hunting battlefield.
He Taiyuan glared at Karto from the Demon Race, snorting coldly, "The Demon Race sure did a lot of preparation!"
Karto feigned ignorance, saying, "I don’t want to deal with you, old thing, but don’t provoke me either. If a fight breaks out, your injuries will be hard to suppress."
He Taiyuan said nothing more.
The bigger picture was priority!
Even killing Karto from the Demon Race would be meaningless.
Moreover, going after Karto would severely exacerbate his own injuries.
Now was not the time he could throw caution to the wind.
There were still thousands of humans needing him to hold up a space for survival.
"Asura, you’re the only hope to change everything. You must not be harmed in this hunt!" He Taiyuan thought to himself.
The more he thought about it, the more he regretted.
He shouldn’t have let Asura participate!
Back in the hunting battlefield, Tang Hao took a spin and then returned to where Li Tianming and the others were hiding, his expression very peculiar, "There isn’t a single Demon Race member, nor are there any from the Celestial Eye, Iron Armor, or Green Ghost Races either.
I even suspected they were setting a trap to lure us out, so I was particularly cautious on my way back. Yet, I didn’t find anything unusual.
Brother Li, what do you think...where did they go?
Could it be that a treasure appeared in the hunting battlefield and they all went treasure-hunting?"
Tang Hao felt his head spinning; such a thing had never happened in the hunt before!
Not only Tang Hao but Li Tianming and the other human warriors were also puzzled!
It was eerily quiet!
"The Three Races not showing up is good news; it’s been seven days into the hunt and we haven’t suffered any casualties so far." Someone remarked.
"Asura..." Tang Hao said, deeply frowned, noting that Asura had promised to return and regroup, yet was still nowhere to be seen.
"Tang Hao, you stay here just in case. I’m going out to see if I can find Asura!" Li Tianming made up his mind.
......
The Demon Race’s significant treasure, the Gathering Magic Altar, appeared normal from the outside.
Yet inside, it was riddled with dense cracks like a spider’s web.
By this time, Ye Chen had also stopped supplying Celestial Demon Qi.
After over two hours of turmoil.
The large altar from the Demon Race was on the brink of destruction.
It seemed that even the Celestial territory of the Three Races couldn’t withstand it anymore; the Demon Race’s altar couldn’t gather any more rule power.
Ye Chen assessed his harvest: a total of one hundred and ninety-one strands of rule power!
