Everyone stared blankly at the scene in the sky, falling into a daze. Xiang Yutian, displaying his ten-zhang True Demon Body, was undoubtedly powerful, making everyone feel as if the end of the world was approaching. His every move could shatter mountains, as evidenced by the collapse of Emei Mountain. Yet, this mighty Evil Emperor was reduced to a human swine?!
Everyone gasped, swallowing involuntarily, as if they had seen a ghost. In the sky, Xiang Yutianâs eyes also showed disbelief. The ten-zhang True Demon Body was the result of a century of secluded cultivation. Even though his current power was far from his peak, the True Demon Body still made him formidable, stronger than a newly ascended Land Immortal.
He had thought that with the True Demon Body, crushing the spiritual swords before him would be effortless. But he never expected the sword formation to have such a hidden ace! He vaguely understood that it was a nested sword formation, simple in theory but incredibly difficult in practice.
The Three Talents Sword Formation alone was already beyond his comprehension, let alone nesting another within it.
This was simply inconceivable. Unconsciously, Xiang Yutianâs gaze at the spiritual swords was tinged with fear. âWhat kind of monster is this?!â He couldnât believe it. A martial artist who hadnât even ascended to the Land Immortal realm was this strong!
Suddenly, a horrifying thought crossed his mind. âCould this Little Immortal be the reincarnation of an ancient monster?â Xiang Yutian gasped, feeling immense fear.
It was well known that even the Land Immortals of the Nine Provinces had a lifespan of only five hundred years. Despite life-extending methods, some prodigies, unwilling to perish, researched various ways to extend their lives, including reincarnation.
Reincarnation was one such method, but it was extremely dangerous and had a low success rate. Even if successful, the new life would be a completely new existence, with little connection to the previous one, inheriting only some wisdom and legacy.
While some might retain past life memories, it was unheard of. Xiang Yutian had heard of reincarnation but never witnessed it. Seeing Ning Changgeâs monstrous talent, he couldnât help but speculate.
Through the spiritual swords, he seemed to see those indifferent eyes piercing through time and space, landing on him.
The mighty Evil Emperor panicked! But now, what terrified him more was the dreadful sword formation above. With his limbs severed, his state had deteriorated drastically. If two more sword auras fell, he wouldnât survive, likely turning to dust on the spot.
âI canât die here! I havenât reclaimed my Evil Emperor Relic!â Xiang Yutian was unwilling.
His eyes showed pain, then resoluteness. âLittle Immortal, you are indeed a peerless prodigy. Today, I, Xiang Yutian, admit defeat!â The Evil Emperorâs voice echoed through the sky. He glanced deeply at the terrifying sword formation above, his head and torso still moving freely under the influence of true power.
With a sudden, piercing shout: âHeavenly Demon Disintegration Technique!!â Three mouthfuls of True Demon Blood were spat out, making his already poor state even worse, barely hanging by a thread.
As the fifth massive silver-gray sword aura descended, everyone thought the Evil Emperor was making a final stand. They were stunned to see his remaining body streaking towards the horizon, leaving a trail of blood.
He had used the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique not to fight but to escape! The crowd gaped in disbelief. The mighty Evil Emperor of the Great Sui, fleeing in such a manner? The crowd was speechless, unable to express their shock.
The silver-gray sword aura pursued, visibly drawing more blood, but Xiang Yutianâs body disappeared into the distant sky, his speed after using the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique was astonishing.
In the Sutra Pavilion, Ning Changge chuckled, not expecting Xiang Yutian to be so spineless, fleeing without a shred of dignity. âUnfortunately, the spiritual swords have limitations. If I were there, even the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique wouldnât save him.â But he didnât dwell on it. With his limbs severed and using the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique, Xiang Yutian was now incredibly weak, his losses severe. Recovering from such a fundamental loss wouldnât be easy.
Ning Changge suspected Xiang Yutian had lost his essence a century ago, along with the Evil Emperor Relic.
Now, even a strong Heaven-Man could threaten Xiang Yutian. Even if he escaped, he posed no danger. Moreover, the last sword aura had left a spiritual seed in Xiang Yutianâs body.
If Ning Changge wished, he could track and kill him anytime. But there was no need. He was interested in the Evil Emperor Relic. Legend had it that each generation of Demon Sect Holy Lords infused their true energy into it before dying, making it immensely powerful.
For a Demon Sect member, using it could make breakthroughs as easy as drinking water.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
For Ning Changge, the Evil Emperor Relic was likely as useful as the Buddhist Relic he had obtained, perhaps even more potent. âXiang Yutian, heavily injured, will surely seek the Evil Emperor Relic to restore his power. Hmm⦠a ready-made laborer.â Ning Changge smiled. Finding it himself would be troublesome.
Letting Xiang Yutian find and bring it to him was much better. Though the Dragon-Slaying Saber and Heaven-Reliant Sword were said to be keys to Yang Gongâs treasure, Ning Changge suspected there were other ways to open it. With Xiang Yutianâs skills, finding it wouldnât be difficult. He could wait on Tianzhu Peak.
Therefore, Ning Changge felt no urgency about Xiang Yutianâs escape. He posed no threat to him or Wudang. âHowever, the severed limbs of Xiang Yutian are quite interesting.â His spiritual sense detected some mysteries within those limbs. Understanding them might help him create the body technique he had always wanted.