"Demon Lord?"
It was a tale that Xiao Chen had heard of since entering the Violet Manor; legend has it that the battle between Immortals and Devils thousands of years ago had seen the Demon Lord released a terrible surge of power so vast that the entire domain of Demons collapsed. Was this the same Demon Lord that the old man was referring to?
"Yes! The invincible Demon Lord who stormed and wreaked havoc in the Heavens and the Underworld. What an impressive feat! It took the combined strength of the Lord Buddha and both Emperors of the Heavens and Nether to subdue and seal him."
Xiao Chen made no response. He was not interested in old fairy tales and legends. He tugged at Murong Xian'er's hand to leave, but she was deeply fascinated with the story and urged the old man to tell her more.
Another young man came over. Xiao Chen eyed him warily, wondering if he was equally enthralled by the old man's story or Xian'er's beauty. "The
Thanks to the abundant travel expenses that Yu Yifeng provided, Xiao Chen was able to pick a luxurious and comfortable carriage at a horse carriage company. This way, he wouldn't be jolted around throughout the journey. He shared the ride with six other people—two Foundation Building Realm cultivators and four Qi Refining Realm cultivators. Every now and then, these people would sneak admiring glances at Murong Xian'er but they suppressed their desire after sensing Xiao Chen's imposing aura. The most popular conversation fodder throughout the journey was none other than Xiao Chen's deeds in the recent past. From the first sign of his budding talent at the Immortals League Competition, to the havoc he wrecked at the imperial palace of Zhou State, to the punch he landed on a peak Core Forming Realm cultivator at the Widespread Wintriness Sect, to the hacking of the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, and to the recent beheading of a gargantuan dragon and killing of a Nascent
When the rest of the masked men saw this, they did not know who shouted "kill!" When the rest of the masked men saw this, one of them shouted, "Kill!" They all sent out their flying swords which moved toward Xiao Chen. At the moment, the sword radiance crossed, and the wind roared. Xiao Chen snorted coldly. The Unsullied turned into a white radiance and flew out. "Clash!" It cut off an incoming flying sword. More than 20 armed escorts retreated. They were not able to join this battle. They would be killed in vain and add troubles to Xiao Chen if they rushed over. The dozen masked men had all entered late Foundation Building Realm, but they were no match for Xiao Chen's Unsullied. The flying swords they had refined for more than ten years were as fragile as broken copper and scrap iron in front of Unsullied. A little while later, there were only three or four flying swords left, but the dozen people still wanted to take Xiao Chen's life and r
Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes and saw a red-robed old man five or six meters away with heavy murderous intent and hatred on the face. Judging by the palm, he could conclude that this person was at least in Lv 7 Core Forming Realm. But he didn't remember where he met this person. Since this was the first time he came to the Middle Continent, he'd better not fight if things could work out with words. People nearby were also attracted and came over. Murong Xian'er rushed to the front of the old man, angrily pointed at him and said, "Hey! Who are you? Don't you bully Brother Xiao Chen!" "Fuck off!" The red-robed old man's face glowed with anger. With a stroke of his sleeve, a mighty force surged toward her. People nearby cried out. Even the Foundation Building Realm cultivators could not bear this attack. It would kill the little girl. "Xian'er!" Xiao Chen wanted to stop it, but it was too late. With a bang, Murong Xian'er was sent flying. Xiao Ch
Although the Immortal's Sword was not a Legendary Weapon of ancient times, it was formed by a late Core Forming Realm expert. Its power was palpable. Xiao Chen held his breath and held his sword in front of his chest. He heard Ling Jingshan shouting at him, "Go!" The Immortal's Sword immediately turned into 13 rows of dazzling light and moved to him one after another. Being aware of the ferocity of the swords, Xiao Chen did not dare to underestimate them. He thrust his sword madly and brought Mystic Cyan Swordplay to its extreme. Although it had blocked 13 waves of attacks, his hand was shocked numb, and his arms trembled faintly. The crowd outside exclaimed. A Foundation Building Realm cultivator was able to withstand 13 blows from a late Core Forming Realm expert. This was beyond their knowledge. Ling Jingshan's eyes narrowed, and he thought that this boy was not simple. Just now, the 13 swords were a part of Ling Family's superior sword technique, and
No one expected this seemingly ordinary girl to possess such overwhelming Ancient Divine Power. The surrounding gale gradually came to a standstill. In the sky, the image of the Three Emperors also slowly dissipated. Murong Xian'er gradually recovered as the white radiance faded. She gently closed her eyes as if she was exhausted and began falling to the ground. Xiao Chen sprang upward to catch her midair and landed on the ground. He felt a stab of pain after seeing her pale face and frail condition. A wave of hatred swept him. Murong Xian'er opened her eyes ever so slightly and tugged on his arm. "Brother Xiao, don't…" His heart ached even more after seeing how she was only concerned about him, even now. After waking up a millennium later, she was the only one aside from Evernight that he felt as if he had known all along. Yet he failed to protect her and allowed harm to come to her again and again. Noticing his enthralled state, a cold gli
"Xian'er!" Ice-cold air instantly wrapped itself around Xiao Chen. Earlier, he couldn't detect any breath at all. Who managed to kidnap Xian'er so quietly and smoothly? He immediately thought of that mysterious person who had previously kidnapped Xian'er. Currently, Murong Xian'er's breath had yet to dissipate. He shattered the window overlooking the west with his palm and unleashed Phoenix's Wings to chase after the kidnapper. The Phoenix's Wings were about three meters long and looked as if they were lit up with raging flames. It was particularly conspicuous in the night sky. Residents who had yet to drift off to dreamland were stupefied after catching sight of this a blurry flame whizzing through the sky. "Oh God! What's that, a person? I must be seeing things!" The massive Xianyong City was divided into several districts. Following Murong Xian'er's breath, Xiao Chen flew westward for nearly 50 kilometers and arrived in the
Reacting as quick as lightning, Qin Shaoyang immediately chased after Xiao Chen and swiftly reappeared in front of the latter. Xiao Chen unleashed Cyan Dragon Roars at Qin Shaoyang without another word, prompting the latter to raise his palm to resist. Following a loud crashing sound, both retreated by three meters. The force of the collision also caused the weaker disciples around them to nearly lose their footing. Their two palm attacks were equally as powerful. Quite a few disciples were flabbergasted. Their First Brother had, after all, entered the Core Forming Realm a long time ago. Qin Shaoyang extended his arm after regaining his footing and said sternly, "This is the resting place of the elders of this sect. You cannot trespass any further!" Xiao Chen raised his head and saw the faint words "Pure Harmony Hall" appearing under the moonlight. He could detect a wisp of Xian'er's breath coming from within the hall. He stepped forward, sa
Right then, the Elder of the Pavilion of Swords who had kept quiet all this while spoke. He wore a dark green Taoist's robe and carried a red sword case on his back. He appeared grim and no-nonsense. He looked even more like a master than Fengxi. "Hmph! Youngster, don't underestimate us. If the truth is as you imagine it, wouldn't that make us savages?" He sounded angry. It seemed that he was annoyed by Xiao Chen's suspicion that they were using Murong Xian'er's blood to prolong their life. Xiao Chen knew he misunderstood them but he wasn't willing to concede. He wondered what they were being so mysterious about. What was that about some ancient scroll? "Sigh, my young friend. Let me tell you what's going on. Several months ago, I discovered one-half of a scroll in a certain remnant. What we can be sure of is that the scroll was something that two Immortal Kings fought over in ancient times. However, the script used in the scroll is too old.