Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 815 - 814: Spirit Body Uprising
Thud!
The head of the Demon Blood Horn King exploded violently, blood gushing forth like a fountain. This was merely a clone of the Demon Blood Horn King, completely lacking the ability for Blood Rebirth.
Dead means dead, utterly and completely dead.
Whew!
The dust around scattered away, and Chu Ming walked out from the Void, exhaling lightly.
...
"Damn it, that cursed Sword Emperor!!"
In the depths of the starry sky, surrounded by drifting asteroids and countless dim starlight, an ominous figure lay dormant in the Void.
The sudden burst of aura was like a raging tidal wave, causing the entire cosmos to tremble in fear. Around the terrifying figure were countless pitch-black Demons, all kneeling on the ground, trembling with terror.
Scarlet eyes appeared in the Restricted Area, cold and savage, devoid of any emotional trace.
"Hmph!"
The Demon Blood Horn King snorted coldly, then the enormous form tore through the Void, flying towards the Celestial Martial Continent.
"Sword Emperor, the day you emerge from the Great Wilderness will be your death!"
The Demon Blood Horn King murmured, having decided to lay in ambush at the North Sea, waiting for the Sword Emperor to avenge the destruction of his clone.
...
In the center of the Great Wilderness, four sinister figures in black robes appeared within an ancient Array.
This Array was terrifying beyond measure, with a desolate and primitive aura silently sweeping over, causing the White Stone Demoness' expression to turn extremely solemn.
They had already found the Continent Pillar hidden within the Array, but to destroy it, they had to pass through the Array. It was clearly a fearsome Killing Array, and with their combined strength, caution was essential.
"Hmm?"
The White Stone Demoness suddenly exclaimed, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, instantly attracting the attention of the other three.
"What happened?"
The Black Demon Nether King, cloaked entirely in black mist, questioned. Their five-person group donned black robes to prevent others from discovering them, vital due to tasks related to the Demon Emperor, requiring utmost caution.
"The Demon Blood Horn King's clone was killed by the Sword Emperor!"
The White Stone Demoness pondered briefly before speaking slowly.
"Are you sure you're not joking?"
The Giant Elephant Battle King asked in surprise, while the others fixed their eyes on the White Stone Demoness, clearly skeptical about the truth of the matter.
"Do you think I would joke at a time like this?"
Her eyes, deep and serene, spoke softly.
Upon hearing this, the trio fell into silence, familiar with the horror that the clone possessed, making the truth hard to believe.
Among them, the one with the most complex emotions wasn't the Black Demon Nether King or Spider Illusion King, but the Giant Elephant Battle King. His clone had gained physical form through possession, losing almost all advantages, making him the weakest among the four.
Since Chu Ming could kill the Demon Blood Horn King's clone, he was naturally capable of slaying his as well.
"Damn, without the Demon Blood Horn King, our burden increases significantly!"
The Spider Illusion King's expression was grim as he spoke, the King's death reducing their strength by almost a fifth.
"No worries, perhaps we can ally with others!"
After pondering briefly, the White Stone Demoness opened her mouth, speaking softly.
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"What a pauper!"
Picking up the Demon Blood Horn King's clone's Storage Ring, Chu Ming glanced at its contents and couldn't help but curl his lips.
Inside the Storage Ring, mostly miscellaneous items were found.
Of course, this was expected as it was merely a clone, the Demon Blood Horn King naturally wouldn't spend much effort on it.
Swoosh!
Chu Ming's silhouette flickered, transforming into a beam of light, traversing the Void in search of the Spirit Body Group, strengthening himself.
He could imagine, the true form of the Demon Blood Horn King would already know everything that happened here. Once he leaves, there would certainly be an inescapable net outside. To safeguard himself from the King's clutches, he needed at least high-level Seal Emperor strength.
"If only I could get a Spirit Pearl King!"
He muttered to himself, realizing the impracticality, as only high-level Seal Emperors could nurture a Pearl King within.
To obtain a Pearl King, he would need to obliterate a high-level Seal Emperor Level Spirit Body?
This was virtually impossible.
In the blink of an eye, ten days passed in haste. On this day, while searching for the Spirit Body Group within the Great Wilderness, Chu Ming noticed a heavy atmosphere permeating the air.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Repeated bursts of sound, with faint thunderous and windy echoes, as within Chu Ming's Spiritual Sense, Spirit Body Groups hidden in the shadows started sprinting toward a single direction like a mad rush, forming multiple powerful streams.
"This is..."
In his heart, Chu Ming sensed that something significant was about to occur in this region...
Not only Chu Ming felt the Spirit Body agitation, almost every Seal Emperor within the region of the Great Wilderness perceived the abnormality.
Within the Great Wilderness, merely twenty or so still survived, and now, a month later, even the weakest had reached Seal Emperor.
"Is there... a Spirit Body about to ascend to Spirit King?"
From the Void, the Fire Cloud Ancestor emerged, annihilating a Spirit Body with one palm. Holding a Spirit Pearl, he looked in the direction where numerous Spirit Bodies converged, his eyes filled with excitement.
A Spirit King represents the pinnacle among Spirit Bodies, comparable to a high-level Seal Emperor, capable of nurturing a Pearl King within.
Securing that Pearl King, the Fire Cloud Ancestor had a sixty percent chance of breaking through to a high-level Seal Emperor, placing him among the continent's elite.
Swoosh!
With little hesitation, he headed toward the Spirit Body surge, refraining from killing further to avoid alarming the prey.
"Is a Spirit King about to be born?"
The Demon God King emerged, exuding overwhelming demon aura, with a faint golden glow in his eyes, solemn and majestic.
For any Seal Emperor, the allure of a Pearl King was undeniable, and he was no exception.
"We can't let anyone else get there first!"
With a step, the Demon God King traversed through watery space.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Several hidden Seal Emperors followed the wind, intending to take advantage and try their luck.
After all, if a Spirit King truly ascends, it would be a high-level Seal Emperor capable of obliterating them all with ease.
"Third Palace Master, what should we do?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
In an inconspicuous ruin, Li Hen respectfully inquired of Li Qianfan.
