Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 807 - 806: Devastating Losses

Generally speaking, for those strong individuals who enter this place, the direction they choose to cross the Sea of Suffering is random, and as the crossing distance increases, the chance of encountering others dramatically decreases.

Chu Ming never expected that he would encounter the Third Palace Master of the Thousand Demon Palace here.

Whoosh!

A sharp wind blade shot past Chu Ming, and with a snap of his left fingers, Chu Ming crushed the wind blade into pieces, dispersing it into a whirlwind that scattered around.

"Hmm? The power has increased!"

Chu Ming glanced at the bloodstain on his left fingertip, frowning, as the destructive force of the wind blades in the space were gradually increasing.

Li Qianfan glanced at Chu Ming and then quickened his pace with his demon beasts. With Li Qianfan's physical strength, even without dodging, these wind blades would not cause significant harm to him.

However, the same could not be said for the demon beasts under him.

Among those who entered this place with him from the Thousand Demon Palace were three low-level kingdom-level emperors and five top-tier King level demon beasts, but now three of the top-tier King level demon beasts had already been shredded into pieces by the wind blades.

The remaining two top-tier King level demon beasts were also in dangerous condition.

Chu Ming quietly followed behind Li Qianfan's group, not because his speed was insufficient, but because everything ahead was unknown.

"Ah!!"

A wretched scream suddenly rang out. Chu Ming looked up just in time to see a top-tier King level demon beast following Li Qianfan have its entire left arm severed by a wind blade it failed to dodge in time.

"Truly fortunate!" thought Chu Ming to himself. Had the demon beast not dodged in time, it would likely have perished.

...

"Damn, this body is too weak!"

A group of five cloaked figures wove through the Withered Sea, and one of them cursed angrily as terrifying wind blades occasionally erupted from the space, hindering their progress.

These five cloaked figures were the five White Stone Demonesses, and with their actual strength, they could easily ignore these wind blades. However, they were merely using avatars, nowhere near capable of ignoring the wind blades.

Among the five, the Giant Elephant Battle King appeared the most miserable, with almost a third of his black robe torn, revealing skin that was a blood-red layer.

Among the Five Great War Generals, the Giant Elephant Battle King was not considered weak, but he specialized in physical cultivation and had poor soul power. In the Restricted Area, it wasn't evident, but they all had seized human bodies. All at once, his physical advantage was depleted, rendering him the most pitiable under the wind blades.

"Stop talking, conserve your strength. Completing the Demon Emperor Lord's task is our priority."

The White Stone Demoness said indifferently; upon entering the Great Wilderness, they had completely detached themselves from the rest. In fact, they held the others who entered with them in utter contempt.

They were once renowned throughout the ages, and though they entered with mere avatars, they were unmatched by ordinary intermediate kingdom-level emperors.

"Almost all the other foreign races along this route have been slaughtered by us. Unfortunately, the Fire Cloud Ancestor and the Demon God King managed to escape!"

The Demon Blood Horn King sneered, having crossed the Withered Sea, they certainly didn't mind eliminating a few obstacles.

"Those two are well-known figures, and naturally have some cards up their sleeve. Escaping our pursuit is no surprise, but their life force has been reduced to about sixty percent of what it once was. If we encounter them again, they will have no chance of escaping,"

The Black Demon Nether King seemed covered in black fog beneath his cloak, as if he didn't exist in this world.

"Too bad we didn't encounter the Sword Emperor!"

The Demon Blood Horn King still harbored resentment over Chu Ming's killing of the Little Horn King. The Little Horn King was the most talented among his descendants, and given proper cultivation and resources, there was significant hope for a breakthrough to a high-level kingdom-level emperor.

"Heh heh heh, don't worry. When the Demon Emperor Lord's might sweeps across the entire continent, the trivial Sword Emperor will surely fall by our hands sooner or later."

The Spider Illusion King laughed coldly.

"That's true," the other four generals did not doubt the Spider Illusion King's words. They had followed the Demon Emperor for hundreds of thousands of years and were acutely aware of his methods.

Had it not been for the fear of the Celestial Martial Continent having some sort of hidden safeguard, the Demon Emperor would have succeeded long ago.

...

As time slowly passed, three days flew by. Even Chu Ming now felt somewhat sluggish; the constant vigilance over three days had nearly depleted his soul power.

During those days, he personally witnessed the top-tier King level demon beasts beside Li Qianfan being slain by the wind blades in a miserable state. Another low-level kingdom-level emperor demon beast was similarly bombarded into severe injury.

Despite Li Qianfan's disposition, his expression had also become incredibly grave.

Top-tier King level demon beasts, in the Thousand Demon Palace, were comparable to ancestors. Were it not for the chance in the Great Wilderness, they could have lived in relative comfort at the Thousand Demon Palace for thousands of years.

"Palace Master, look, the sea ahead is gradually receding!"

A low-level kingdom-level emperor demon beast gazed into the distance, spotting the Withered Sea appearing to reach its end, and cried out in excitement, a look of post-catastrophe relief on his face.

Li Qianfan lifted his gaze and indeed saw a faint horizon ahead. Though extremely subtle, his keen eyesight discerned that it was the edge of a continent.

"Let's speed up!"

Li Qianfan instructed the remaining three low-level kingdom-level emperor demon beasts, and with that, transformed into a stream of light rushing forward, with the other three low-level kingdom-level emperor demon beasts following closely.

Chu Ming also spotted the continent edge, and his eyes flashed with a gleam of light.

Soon, the group completely set foot on that land, maintaining a certain distance between Li Qianfan's four and Chu Ming all the while.

After Chu Ming crossed the Withered Sea, Li Qianfan merely cast a faint glance before leading his subordinates away in another direction.

"The cost of entering the Great Wilderness is quite substantial indeed!"

Looking back at the boundless Withered Sea, Chu Ming marveled in his heart, imagining the countless casualties of the strong who entered this place.

Retracting his gaze, Chu Ming randomly chose a direction to begin flying and exploring. Though the gravity on this land remained immense, it was only a tenth of what it was across the Withered Sea.

With a lightened body, Chu Ming appeared kilometers away.

The Great Wilderness, desolate, barren, and even the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power in the atmosphere was mottled. A mundane Martial Artist inhaling it would certainly damage their meridians, affecting their entire life.