Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 84, Beast Tide (Part 1)

The battle between the two from start to Li Qing’s death took merely two breaths, too fast for anyone paying attention to Chu Ming to react.

"So strong!"

Hao Donglin sighed inwardly, his breath heavy. He had witnessed Chu Ming’s sword strike and even he wasn’t confident he could withstand it. He had been observing Chu Ming in part to let Li Qing test Chu Ming’s strength.

The result filled him with shock and fear that Chu Ming might target him next. Hao Donglin immediately ran deeper into the beast tide, daring not approach Chu Ming.

"This boy is terrifying!" A man from the martial world whispered to his companion, who was fighting against a Demon Beast, unaware whom he was referring to.

Following his gaze, upon seeing Chu Ming’s face, his companion remarked, "That’s the famed supreme genius Chu Ming of the martial world!"

"His strength likely rivals mine!" The martial artist whispered, slashing a top-tier Fourth Level Demon Beast, his eyes flashing with envy.

"Impossible!" His companion exclaimed in disbelief. Breaking through to True Dao Martial Artist in the Great Yan Kingdom wasn’t easy; some may never succeed, hitting bottlenecks at the Ninth Layer of the Transcendence Realm.

Unable to break through to True Dao Martial Artist, they’d boost their strength in every possible way, seeking to exhaust the potential of the Transcendence Realm. Some even wield strength comparable to core disciples of sects; these two were such people.

Despite boasting of not weaker strength among sect core disciples, nearing forty years old, their potential had been spent, their life’s achievements likely capped.

"In his sword, I saw various realms, even glimpses of Sword Intent!" The martial artist sighed. This time his companion did not refute; the other’s strength was superior, their perception naturally higher.

"Sword Intent?" His companion’s face changed instantly. Sword Intent is elusive and difficult to grasp, but it’s undeniable that martial artists capable of understanding Sword Intent are all Sword Dao geniuses. Typically, only those reaching the Guiyuan Realm could delve into the Sword Dao Realm. However, some geniuses, different from the ordinary, often begin understanding Sword Dao Realm in True Dao or even Transcendence Realm, reaching deep comprehension of the Sword Dao Realm upon attaining Guiyuan Realm, proceeding to grasp Sword Dao mysteries.

"In recent years, geniuses have been emerging in Great Yan Kingdom. Who knows what sparks they’ll ignite in the future? Perhaps they’ll step out of Great Yan Kingdom and make a name in the Celestial Realm."

"It’s difficult. Our Great Yan Kingdom is a small country at the bottom in the Celestial Realm. Our talents can’t compare to other countries. If only there was a leader, there might be hope!"

Both sighed deeply. Great Yan Kingdom was indeed just a small nation in the Celestial Realm, akin to the size of a speck.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Chu Ming swiftly killed the surrounding Demon Beasts with a single blow, picked up Li Qing’s Storage Ring without checking, continuing his hunt for other Fourth Level Demon Beasts.

Hao Donglin, known as Little Fire Palm, lightly patted his palm, immediately launching bursts of scorching flames. The Demon Beasts unable to dodge were all burned to ashes; his cultivation technique was the Profound Low Tier Flame Spirit Profound Skill, with seven layers, now at the sixth layer, extremely terrifying.

Whoosh

A whistling sound approached, a Cyan Qilin Beast lunged from Hao Donglin’s left, unnoticed, its sharp teeth glinting cold white, claws aimed directly at his head.

Snort!

Hao Donglin waved his left palm, instantly forming two red tornadoes of flame, mixed with countless Palm Force Qi, sweeping towards the Cyan Qilin Beast.

Slash, slash, slash.....

The Cyan Qilin Beast and surrounding Demon Beasts were swept up, burnt to ash without a cry.

Nearby, Zhang Yue activated her Cyan Nether Mountain-moving Technique, a green glow covering her body like a battle armor, repelling attacks from numerous fierce Demon Beasts with clinking sounds, all deflected.

Hah! Hah!

Combining her arms, a terrifying Powerful Qi emitted from Zhang Yue’s arms, blasting towards the Demon Beasts ahead, immediately killing them to dust.

In the deepest part of the beast tide, among horrific figures battling each other, Ling Fan swung his sword against the Thousand-faced Ghost Bull, his body stained with blood, from himself and the Ghost Bull. Despite his prowess, the Ghost Bull posed a challenge.

The Ghost Bull, on par with his strength and boasting tough hide, braved his sword strikes, often catching him off guard.

Watching other battle groups locked in combat, Ling Fan’s worry deepened, fearing the appearance of Fifth or Sixth Level Demon Beasts, contemplating swift resolution. frёeωebɳovel.com

"Great Drop of Water Swordsmanship!"

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Numerous crystalline water droplets floated in mid-air, glittering brightly, a realm of water slowly gathering around, forming a massive Water Barrier, twisting and engulfing surrounding Spiritual Power.

From Ling Fan’s Martial Technique, the advantage of sect disciples was evident. Cyan Yang Sect’s Luo Chuan, merely in the Transcendence Realm, practiced Great Drop of Water Swordsmanship. Ling Fan, from the Great Yan Kingdom royal family, in True Dao Seventh Layer, also practiced Great Drop of Water Swordsmanship, the gap quite significant.

However, Ling Fan’s research on Great Drop of Water Swordsmanship was clearly superior to Luo Chuan’s, evident from the water realm emitted.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The massive grinding disk of water droplets instantly pressured the Thousand-faced Ghost Bull, with explosive sounds spreading, sweeping away the Spiritual Power in the air.

Moo!

The Thousand-faced Ghost Bull roared skyward, an invisible wave expanding, crushing the weaker Demon Beasts around. Suddenly, it spat a black light bomb from its mouth, shrouded in demonic aura, transforming into countless faces, human and beast, fiercely.

Slash, slash!

Black light bomb and Great Drop of Water Swordsmanship’s grinding disk clashed, countless gales swept in all directions, blue and black lights intertwining, bursting in mid-air, like splendid fireworks.

Slash, slash, slash....

Stalemate for a moment, the black light bomb suddenly disintegrated, blue grinding disk’s light brightened, pressing directly onto the Thousand-faced Ghost Bull.

Boom

The blue grinding disk seemed to transform into countless blades, thrusting into the Ghost Bull’s hide, blood flowing, but the beast’s life force too resilient, pain only provoked its ferocity, turning into a storm towards Ling Fan.