Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 810 - 809: The Overbearing Demon Race
"Trying to break through to the high-level Emperor realm is indeed not that simple!"
When Chu Ming finished absorbing the last Spirit Pearl in his hand, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
A dozen Third Level Spirit Pearls and over ninety Second Level Spirit Pearls, only increased his Spiritual Power storage a bit. To break through to the high-level Emperor realm, he would need hundreds more times such resources.
Whoosh!
Chu Ming flew while surveying the surroundings with his Spiritual Sense, searching for traces of the Spirit Body Group.
Solitary Spirit Bodies have weaker strength and are hard to find. The Spirit Pearls obtained from them, naturally, won't be powerful.
The Spirit Body Group, due to its large number of Spirit Bodies, is easy to spot. But the Spirit Bodies within are often very strong; ordinary Martial Artists can only retreat upon encountering them.
Now that Chu Ming's cultivation had broken through to the Intermediate Emperor realm, his target was naturally set on the Spirit Body Group. Ordinary Spirit Bodies couldn't satisfy him at all.
Looking at the Great Wilderness, Chu Ming's heart could only think of one word: desolation.
Whoosh!
Visible to the naked eye, a green glow came speeding towards Chu Ming. Instinctively reaching out his hand, he grasped what appeared in his palm — a green lotus flower with five petals, clear lines swirling with terrifying flame aura.
"Flame Lotus!"
Chu Ming's face lit up with joy. The Flame Lotus is a divine object, a treasure for Martial Artists who cultivate Fire Attribute Techniques. A single Fire Lotus can save a Martial Artist decades of cultivation time.
"I've never gifted Feng Yuyan anything before. I'll give her this Fire Lotus!"
Chu Ming silently thought. He hadn't cultivated Fire Attribute Techniques, so even if he refined the Fire Lotus, it would only enhance his affinity with Fire Elemental Power. If given to Feng Yuyan, its effects could be maximized, perhaps allowing Feng Yuyan to ascend to the Intermediate Emperor realm in a short time.
Boom!
A terrifying black glow darted across the sky, immediately followed by a burly Demon tearing out from the Void. Upon seeing the Flame Lotus in Chu Ming's hand, his eyes erupted with endless killing intent.
"Sword Emperor, I discovered this Flame Lotus first. If you're wise, hand it over. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
The appearing Demon King possessed Low-level Emperor battle capabilities; otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to be so arrogant before Chu Ming.
However, he still believed Chu Ming's cultivation remained at the Low-level Emperor. If he knew Chu Ming had already reached the Intermediate Emperor realm, he would never dare do this.
"Since this Flame Lotus is in my hands, it's mine!"
Chu Ming said calmly, a flash in his hand as he stored the Flame Lotus in his Storage Ring.
"Courting death!"
The Blood Cultivation Demon King immediately flew into a rage, eyes flashing with a hint of blood-red light. He transformed into a burly black fortress, charging at Chu Ming. As the Void tore, endless gray airflow swept in furiously from another side, overwhelmingly terrifying.
Whoosh!
"Celestial Extinction Divine Sword!"
Chu Ming's Azure Sky Sword trembled slightly, hundreds of Sword Aura instantly flowing from its tip, as if a half-moon were falling, bombarding the Blood Cultivation Demon King.
Under this Sword Momentum, the Blood Cultivation Demon King felt a choke in breath, sensing a lethal threat, and immediately shouted in horror: "No!!!"
Boom!
However, the Sword Aura came down, directly tearing the Blood Cultivation Demon King's demonic body to pieces. Endless Sword Aura in that instant shredded the soul inside the Blood Cultivation Demon King completely, leaving absolutely no chance for Blood Rebirth.
Whoosh!
Chu Ming picked up the Blood Cultivation Demon King's Storage Ring, finding a lot of miscellaneous items inside but hardly any real treasures, and not a single Spirit Pearl.
Chu Ming estimated that the Blood Cultivation Demon King, upon getting Spirit Pearls, would directly absorb the Spiritual Power from them. After all, in the Great Wilderness, increasing power even slightly boosts chances of fortune.
Whoosh!
Chu Ming continued to fly, searching for traces of Spirit Bodies.
...
Not far from Chu Ming, three figures were frantically besieging a group of Spirit Bodies. Among the three, two figures were vast like the sun, emitting scorching power all over, while the remaining figure, though slightly inferior, still had impressive momentum.
The three figures fell among the Spirit Body Group like wolves into a flock of sheep.
"Third Palace Master, it seems someone is coming!"
Among the three, the one with weaker momentum said respectfully to Li Qianfan.
"No worries, today we shall initiate a massacre!"
Li Qianfan said coldly, bending his right hand into a claw. The intense wind surged forth from his hand, directly bursting a pale blue Spirit Body.
Though only two subordinates remained with him here, one of them, having absorbed numerous Spirit Pearls, had broken from Low-level Emperor to Intermediate Emperor, while the other was also close to breaking through.
Li Qianfan confidently felt that in the Great Wilderness, unless they encountered the five Intermediate Emperors of the Demon Race, they were unbeatable.
Rip!
The Void tore open, and a red figure leapt out from it. Chu Ming looked at Li Qianfan and the three in surprise.
Boom!
A burly middle-aged man blocked Chu Ming's path. This man, named Li Hen, was a five-color divine bird in human form. Originally, his cultivation was at the Low-level Emperor, but now he had broken through to the Intermediate Emperor.
"We discovered this place first, you better leave!"
Li Hen said sternly, eyes fierce. If it weren't for the fact that Chu Ming was a titled genius, killing him would provoke a major war between the Human Race and Demon Race, he would have already made a move.
"The ones who should leave are you!"
Chu Ming said indifferently, suddenly turning cold.
Boom!
As soon as Chu Ming finished speaking, Li Hen made a move, his entire body expanding rapidly. In an instant, he transformed into a five-color divine bird, large enough to block out the sun. His arched back seemed to move like a mountain.
"Since that's the case, killing you here won't raise any concerns from the Human Race!"
Boom!
Li Hen, being a Demon Beast, had an extremely robust physical body. His sharp claws tore through space, fiercely grabbing at Chu Ming.
Chirp!
Chu Ming stepped forward, his red robe fluttering with the wind, a cold gleam emerging between his brows.
Clang, clang, clang...
The Azure Sky Sword clashed with sharp claws, like metal striking, sparks flying everywhere, resembling a rain of fire.
Meanwhile, Li Qianfan and Li Feng were hunting Spirit Bodies, and though they noticed Li Hen battling Chu Ming, they showed no intention of helping.
The duo knew very well the terror of Li Hen, the five-color divine bird, an ancient remnant. Now Li Hen was fully matured; his back could carry mountains, wings could cut the sky. The Human Race's physique inherently couldn't match the Demon Race. In their view, Chu Ming was bound to lose.
