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Chapter 438

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When he saw Demoness Ji dodge, Su Zimo heaved a sigh of relief and lamented internally.

He had no choice in order to hide his identity.

"Why? You're unwilling?"

Su Zimo's expression darkened.

Since it was an act, he had to do it well.

When she saw the displeasure on the burly man's face, Demoness Ji froze for a moment before smiling sweetly in a soul-stirring manner. "Benefactor, please calm down. I'm afraid there's a misunderstanding. I mistook you for someone else and thought that you were an old friend of mine. "

"I'll apologize to you right now, benefactor."

With that, she bowed with an apologetic expression.

Su Zimo harrumphed and did not say anything else.

Demoness Ji's gaze shifted as she asked again, "Benefactor, don't you want to know about that old friend of mine?"

"Not interested,"

Su Zimo waved it off casually and sprinted into the distance at an extremely fast speed. His voice sounded from afar. "I'm only interested in the Human Emperor's Palace!"

"I want to head to the Human Emperor's Palace as well. Why don't we travel together?"

Demoness Ji shouted from behind.

Naturally, Su Zimo would not agree to it and pretended not to hear anything.

They had just met and he was nearly exposed by Demoness Ji. If they were to travel together, she might truly see through his identity!

"Su Zimo!"

At this moment, a shout suddenly came from behind without warning.

Instinctively, Su Zimo wanted to stop in his tracks and turn back.

This was the most normal and natural reaction for a person.

However, in a flash, Su Zimo's thoughts changed and he continued sprinting forward without stopping, vanishing before Demoness Ji's eyes in the blink of an eye.

When she saw that, she frowned slightly and murmured in deep thought, "Seems like they're truly not the same person."

After leaving far away, Su Zimo slowed down gradually and heaved a sigh of relief.

That was close!

Demoness Ji was the one who shouted earlier on!

Her shout came suddenly. If not for Su Zimo's quick reaction, he would have exposed himself and been caught red-handed.

"This girl is really …"

Su Zimo mumbled softly. He shook his head and flew towards the center of the ancient battlefield, where the Human Emperor's Palace was located.



Ten days later.

The Human Emperor's Palace slowly descended. As it got closer and closer to the ground, the pressure it exuded became more and more terrifying.

Within a radius of a thousand miles around the ancient palace, all of the ancient creatures and mutated beasts had moved away, not daring to linger in this area.

Even after the passage of time, the Human Sovereign's might was still vast and mighty. He could still suppress the Eight Barren Lands and cause all demons to fear him!

"So this is the Human Emperor Palace. It is indeed shocking."

"The pressure is too great. Even though I'm at seven meridian Foundation Establishment, I don't dare to step forward. It's hard to imagine what kind of pressure one would have to endure while fighting within the range of the Human Emperor Palace. "

"Look, is that a divine dragon carved on the stone pillar? It's so lifelike, as if it's about to come to life!"

The appearance of the Human Emperor's Palace attracted the attention of cultivators from all over the Primordial Battlefield.

Layer after layer, densely packed, everyone looked up at the sea of lightning and the ancient palace within the dark cloud vortex with shocked gazes.

Not everyone could be as rational as Tang Yu to suppress the curiosity in their hearts and avoid getting embroiled in this bloody battle.

"I'll give all of you three breaths' time to leave. Whoever remains here will die!"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from the periphery of the crowd with a sharpness that could sever everything!

Many cultivators turned back.

Behind everyone, a long-robed cultivator strode over with a sheathed sword casually sheathed by his waist. His slender fingers waved gently with a cold expression.

"How can we leave this place in three breaths' time?"

Many cultivators frowned.

"One breath's time,"

The long-robed cultivator was expressionless as he lowered his gaze and replied.

"Who is that? What an arrogant tone!"

Someone could not help but scoff coldly.

"Two breaths' time,"

The long-robed cultivator continued.

A sharp-eyed cultivator caught sight of the sect badge on that person's waist and his expression changed as he exclaimed, "Sword Sect! That person must be the successor of Sword Sect, Hang Qiuyu! "

Instantly, the crowd stirred when they heard the words' successor of Sword Sect '.

Right then, Hang Qiuyu's voice sounded once more.

"Three breaths' time."

Unknowingly, Hang Qiuyu's slender fingers were already on the hilt of the sword by his waist as he looked at everyone coldly. "You've already lost your final chance."

Buzz!

An incomparably dazzling white light appeared.

Nobody could describe the speed and power of that slash.

The Startling Sword was unleashed in a startling manner!

Instantly, almost all the cultivators facing Hang Qiuyu could not open their eyes because of that bedazzling sword beam.

The next moment, everyone felt a chill in their throats as a warm and sticky liquid with a fishy stench sprayed out from their throats!

It was blood.

Opposite Hang Qiuyu, dozens of cultivators were dead. Their throats were sliced by a single slash and they fell to the ground with grievances.

Almost all those who dared to come near the Human Emperor's Palace were seven meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivators with capabilities.

However, those dozens of cultivators died on the spot without even having the chance to summon their spirit weapons.

The might of a single slash was terrifying!

The cultivators at the back were horrified. They quickly patted their storage bags and took out protective talismans. They crushed them at once, summoned their flying swords, took out shields, heart-protecting mirrors, and other defensive spirit tools. Only then did they feel slightly relieved.

Swash!

By the time everyone was ready and looked ahead, Hang Qiuyu's figure had already disappeared.

A cool breeze blew.

Hang Qiuyu had already charged into the crowd with the Startling Sword!

A sword beam flashed and blood flashed.

Some cultivators were severed at the waist as blood gushed out along with countless disgusting innards.

Protection talismans were like paper against Hang Qiuyu's sword.

Clang!

A cultivator placed his shield in front of him, blocking the Startling Sword. A crisp sound rang out.

Joy had just appeared in that person's eyes when his expression froze the next moment. His gaze dimmed and his head tilted to the side – his lifeforce was severed!

A white mark appeared on that person's shield and it broke into two when it fell to the ground.

A superior-grade defensive spirit weapon was destroyed by the Startling Sword just like that – it could not even withstand a single slash!

Many cultivators were shocked and did not dare to linger any longer as they fled into the distance in a frenzy.

That was the terror of sword cultivators!

Although the sword reigned supreme in Tianhuang Mainland, not all cultivators who could wield flying swords could be called sword cultivators.

True sword cultivators never let their swords leave their hands, and their hands never left their swords.

Unlike flying swords, the swords in the hands of sword cultivators had hilts.

Sword cultivators were particular about sword techniques, sword force and sword intent. They cultivated the Dao of the sword and were one with the sword, one with the universe or even one with the heavens!

In the cultivation world, be it the immortal, fiend or Buddhist sects, it was difficult to tell which sect or lineage was stronger – one could only find out after a true battle.

However, there was a publicly acknowledged fact in the cultivation world.

The killing power of sword cultivators was the strongest!

Among the immortal, fiend and Buddhist sects, sword cultivators of Sword Sect of the nine immortal sects were the most famous.

Back then, the founder of Sword Sect was the number one Sword Emperor of the ancient era.

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