Chapter 160

Meng Zhangqing took a deep breath, and it seemed as if fire was surging in his eyes.

That was ambition!

——

Heavenly Demon Abyss, at the crack.

Suddenly light flashed, and two figures appeared.

They were the Spirit-Connecting Realm martial artists cultivated by the sect.

Both were injured.

Their auras were withered.

"Why did you come out so soon?"

The Great Elder frowned slightly.

"Great Elder, almost the entire Bewitching Sound Heavenly Demon clan has been mobilized and is fully besieging us."

One martial artist said.

His face was a bit pale.

"What did you do?"

The Great Elder asked.

"It's not what we did, it should be that those few disciples killed some important existences in the Bewitching Sound Heavenly Demon clan."

Another martial artist said.

Hearing this.

The Great Elder narrowed his eyes.

Swish!

Light flickered, and several more people were teleported out.

Among them was, shockingly, Lin Xiaotian.

His eyes even held a look of panic.

"The Heavenly Demons have gone mad; they are dense, covering the sky and earth."

Lin Xiaotian swallowed hard.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough,

and directly used the Demon Abyss Token, he wouldn't have been able to get out.

Swish, swish, swish!

Many more people appeared.

——

"Sword Two!"

"Sword Three!"

"Sword Four!"

"..."

"Sword Nineteen!"

Brilliant sword light crisscrossed between heaven and earth, and the terrifying sword qi swept across the universe!

This was a shocking scene!

On the black-red earth,

tens of thousands of Heavenly Demons swarmed forward.

But in an instant, they were all slashed to pieces!

The sword wielder,

bare-chested, his black hair dancing wildly!

His gaze was as cold as frost!

All around, countless pitch-black chains surged, piercing through and refining the Heavenly Demons one by one!

"Power of Demon Suppression!"

The last Level 5 Heavenly Demon said in disbelief.

But the next second, its whole body ignited with flames,

turning into Heavenly Demon Qi.

This place was not the territory of the Bewitching Sound Heavenly Demon clan, but another Heavenly Demon tribe, just not as strong as the Bewitching Sound ones.

Throughout the entire clan,

only the patriarch was a Level 5 Heavenly Demon!

Bang!

Meng Zhangqing grabbed the Heavenly Demon Qi directly and devoured it completely!

It transformed into provisions for his mental cultivation!

At the same time, a shattering sound came from within his body!

His realm had improved once again!

Fourth level of the Spirit Communication Realm!

What an astonishing speed of cultivation.

In just five or six days, he had crossed from the first level of the Spirit Communication Realm to the fourth!

"Not bad."

A faint smile finally appeared on Meng Zhangqing's cold, stern face.

But to rise further,

the Heavenly Demon Qi required would be far more than before.

A rough estimate was at least eight wisps.

Which meant eight Level 5 Heavenly Demons!

With such a high quantity, he feared only the territory of the Bewitching Sound Heavenly Demons would have them.

And that location was already beyond the scope of his map.

Which meant it was extremely dangerous!

"No rush, no need to go to them; they will come looking for me themselves!"

Meng Zhangqing twisted his neck.

A crackling sound of bones erupted from his entire body.

A dense sense of oppression permeated the air,

causing even the Red Firmament Sword in his hand to soften.

Master~

You are truly so handsome~

He turned around.

The chains were retracted one after another.

What appeared before his eyes was also dense Heavenly Demon Qi.

It was a pity that most were only Level 1 or 2, useless to him, but he could give them to others in the sect as a form of feedback.

Spirit Communication Realm martial artists could use them to increase their mental cultivation; although not as fast or effective as Level 5 Heavenly Demon Qi, they could still make progress.

Disciples in the Creation Realm could use them to gain an early understanding of the path of the spirit.

It would be of great benefit for breaking through to the Spirit Communication Realm.

Thinking this, Meng Zhangqing stored them all into his storage ring.

He only absorbed the Heavenly Demon Qi of Level 3 and above.

Meng Zhangqing did not intend to hide the existence of the True Demon Art.

After all, there was no way to explain his skyrocketing cultivation base.

He was also prepared to pass the True Demon Art to the sect.

Although this technique was precious, not everyone who obtained it could practice it; even the Sect Master might not be able to master it.

Because it required a Demon-Suppressing Object!

This object was extremely rare even in the ancient times, let alone now.

Only that girl Bai Suxi had heaven-defying luck.

To be able to master it!

Others could only leave it on the shelf.

As a collector's item.

At the same time, he had other purposes.

He believed that such an action

should be able to improve the Sect Master's favorability toward him.

"The Undying True Principle Heavenly King Art (Volume One)."

Meng Zhangqing's eyes flickered.

He hadn't practiced this technique, mainly because he didn't have the time, so obtaining the corresponding attributes from the Sect Master was the best choice!

Withdrawing his thoughts,

Meng Zhangqing sped off into the distance.

He remembered there was another Level 5 Heavenly Demon tribe hundreds of miles away.

He could not let them go.

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"Sword Five!"

Mo Xiaoyu stepped into mid-air!

She unleashed a powerful sword qi.

She also pushed the power of her Innate Sword Body to the limit!

And surrounding her were three whole Level 5 Heavenly Demons!

Two at the early stage, one at the middle stage.

All had host bodies.

For Heavenly Demons, after possessing a body, they could not only use their clan's innate talents, but some could even inherit the original owner's power!

Such as martial arts techniques.

"Wind-Breaking Blade: Frost Slash!"

That middle-stage Heavenly Demon looked exactly like a human brute, only its eyes were blood-red.

Continuous blade qi swept out,

constantly colliding with Mo Xiaoyu.

If it were only the blade-wielding Heavenly Demon, she wouldn't be afraid at all.

But the two on the side kept using their innate talents, mental interference, and even assaulting her sea of consciousness...

Causing her to become somewhat flustered!

"Despicable!"

Mo Xiaoyu was so angry she cursed out loud.

But the Heavenly Demons didn't care.

Cruel smiles even appeared on their faces.

"It's actually an Innate Sword Body!"

"No wonder Duosi was killed by you!"

In their view, the culprit could only be this Innate Sword Body.

"I want this body!"

The blade-wielding Heavenly Demon said greedily.

"Big Brother, don't you like tall and mighty ones? Let this little one be given to me!"

Another Heavenly Demon said.

"In normal times, I could let you have it, but this is an Innate Sword Body!"

The blade-wielding Heavenly Demon licked the corner of his mouth, "Once possessed, I can practice the sword path just like a human, and my strength will increase greatly!"

Hearing this,

the two early-stage Heavenly Demons had nothing to say.

Who told them their strength wasn't as good, so they didn't have the first choice.

"Damn it!"

"How dare they covet my body!"

"Die for me!"

Mo Xiaoyu's cute face was filled with anger.

But anger was just anger.

Reality was ruthless.

Under the siege of the three Heavenly Demons, she was already beginning to falter.

"Looks like I have to slip away."

Mo Xiaoyu sighed in her heart.

She actually wanted to hone herself here more; it was especially useful for the growth of her mental cultivation.

Especially regarding the sword intent above the sword momentum!

She already had a vague framework in her mind.

But it was still lacking quite a bit.

"Sword Twenty-one!"

However, at this moment, an indifferent voice rang out.

Mo Xiaoyu then saw a scene that shocked her.

It was a terrifying sword light.

It slashed over from a distant place, with extreme speed, arriving before her eyes in the blink of an eye.

Oh no!

The three Heavenly Demons' expressions changed drastically.

From this sword, they felt an incomparably powerful force.

Impossible to block!

But the sword light was too fast, impossible to dodge!

They could only resist by force!

Crack!

However, upon contact!

All actions were futile.

All defenses were like brittle paper, shattering directly.

Along with their mental consciousness, which was also slashed to pieces.

The might of a single sword, terrifying to this extent!

And the figure of the newcomer

appeared in the next second.

A cold wind blew.

Black hair danced wildly, and his stern face was like ten-thousand-year-old ice.