Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 813 - 812: A Chance Encounter
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Three ancient storage rings flew out from Li Hen's hand, and Chu Ming lightly grasped them with his left hand, instantly catching the rings.
"You can leave now!"
Chu Ming said flatly, his red robe cold and severe.
"Sword Emperor, don't be arrogant. Once we're out of the Great Wilderness, I'll make you pay back with interest."
Li Qianfan threatened with a livid face; today's events were a great humiliation for him.
"If I were you, I wouldn't be talking tough now!"
Boom!
A frigid voice rang out, followed by a sharp ray tearing through the void, as a red glow instantly appeared before Li Feng amidst the white waves.
Slash!
Struck by the red glow, Li Feng's body was instantly reduced to a mist of blood, obliterated without even a chance for his True Spirit to escape.
Boom!
Li Qianfan was in a panic; he hadn't expected Chu Ming to strike suddenly and couldn't stop it, only able to watch Li Feng's demise.
"Sword Emperor, I will never share the same sky with you!!!"
Li Qianfan roared furiously, his eyes blood-red, with streaks of black gas seeping from his eye sockets, utterly terrifying.
"Third Palace Master, let's go!!"
Though his expression was unpleasant, Li Hen knew now wasn't the time to clash head-on with Chu Ming.
Rip!
Li Hen's right hand turned into a wing like a cold iron sword and tore through the void, dragging Li Qianfan with him into the space rift, the fissure healing as their figures gradually disappeared in front of Chu Ming.
Chu Ming did not continue to pursue; if he chased, he could possibly capture one of them.
After they left, Chu Ming turned his gaze to the Spirit Body Group.
Boom!
Sword Aura shot out, sweeping across sun and moon, raising countless clouds of dust.
...
In a desert ten thousand miles away from Chu Ming, a terrifying spatial fissure suddenly appeared, and two battered figures stumbled out, pale and drained, clearly severely injured.
Thud!
A figure suddenly fell to the ground, revealing Li Qianfan's livid face, and Li Hen immediately rushed to support him.
"Third Palace Master, are you alright?"
Li Hen asked worriedly; this venture into the Great Wilderness had cost their demon race dearly.
"It's nothing fatal!"
Li Qianfan took a deep breath, suppressing his anger.
"Second Palace Master, what should we do now?"
Li Hen asked in a low voice.
"First find a place to recover our injuries, then deal with things after we've healed."
Thinking of recovery, Li Qianfan's face turned even more grim. The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power in the Great Wilderness was already unruly, and their Spirit Stones, along with the storage rings, were taken by Chu Ming, which would indeed slow their healing.
"We will act separately and hunt down as many Spirit Bodies as possible to refine and heal our injuries!"
Li Qianfan pondered briefly, then spoke to Li Hen.
Both were intermediate-level Emperors; even injured, they were equivalent to ordinary low-level Emperors and had some power to protect themselves in the Great Wilderness.
"Alright!"
...
"Next, look for Spirit Body Groups as much as possible; if we find a Spirit Body of intermediate-level Emperor rank and obtain a Fourth Level Spirit Pearl, that would be the best."
Absorbing all the Spirit Pearls from the storage rings of Li Qianfan's group, Chu Ming murmured to himself.
Although these Spirit Pearls were fine, they were not enough to break through to high-level Emperor rank; relying on them wouldn't suffice at all.
A single Fourth Level Spirit Pearl contains spiritual power equivalent to dozens of Third Level Spirit Pearls, and Chu Ming estimated he needed a hundred Fourth Level Spirit Pearls to break through to high-level Emperor rank.
Swoosh!
Chu Ming flew out of the cave, his spiritual sense spreading as he started to frantically search for the location of Spirit Body Groups.
The Ancient Sword Emperor had once told Chu Ming that in the Great Wilderness, Spirit Bodies comparable to high-level Emperors were extremely rare, thus Chu Ming seemed rather reckless at the moment.
Time flowed like water; for martial artists, time flew by in the blink of an eye, let alone for a Life and Death Realm King like Chu Ming.
In the blink of an eye, Chu Ming had been in the Great Wilderness for half a month.
In this half month, Chu Ming had destroyed several Spirit Body Groups, killed countless Spirit Bodies, and obtained a massive amount of Spirit Pearls. Yet, even after absorbing so many, his spiritual power pool was only four-tenths full, and a long way from high-level Emperor rank.
However, his combat strength had become several times stronger than half a month ago.
"Hmm?"
On this day, while flying through the sky, Chu Ming suddenly saw five streams of light streaking across the sky.
"It's them!"
Chu Ming's face turned cold. All five were clad in black robes, exuding an unspeakably evil aura, like Asuras escaped from hell.
"It's the Sword Emperor!"
Seeing Demon Blood Horn King and his four companions, Chu Ming realized they saw him too; Demon Blood Horn King's face lit up with joy, laughing aloud.
"Sword Emperor, you refused the path to heaven, yet you barged into hell!"
Demon Blood Horn King eyed Chu Ming coldly, hatred boiling in his eyes.
"You four go ahead; I'll deal with the Sword Emperor, and then I'll find you."
Demon Blood Horn King turned to speak to Black Demon Nether King and the others.
"Hurry up!"
White Stone Demoness's eyes were cold, devoid of any human warmth.
"Don't worry; it will be quick!"
Knowing the Demon Emperor's task was paramount, Demon Blood Horn King didn't dare delay.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Without a glance at Chu Ming, White Stone Demoness and the others flew south, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
The four were absolutely confident in Demon Blood Horn King. Though he entered the Great Wilderness with only a single incarnation, Demon Blood Horn King's true form was a pinnacle high-level Emperor, master of multiple secret techniques. Some, once unleashed, could even bring him initial high-level Emperor combat strength.
Though the Sword Emperor was renowned across Celestial Martial Continent, he was still weaker compared to veteran powerhouses.
"Sword Emperor, did you consider this day when you killed my son?"
Demon Blood Horn King tore off his black robe, revealing crimson scales beneath, and sneered at Chu Ming.
"Demon Blood Horn King? No, it's just an incarnation!"
Chu Ming remained calm. Initially, he was indeed frightened; a powerhouse like Demon Blood Horn King was someone he couldn't contend with.
However, if it were just an incarnation, it wouldn't be able to harm him. With his current strength, he might be able to slay Demon Blood Horn King's incarnation in the Great Wilderness.
"With just an incarnation, killing you is more than enough!"
As Demon Blood Horn King finished speaking, red rays shot from him, dyeing the entire sky a blood-red hue, his incarnation being even stronger than Li Qianfan.
