Chapter 187

A Good Romance

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Too weak, his present strength was really too weak. The reason why he could barely arouse a sliver of martial intent was because he possessed a sliver of the divine sense of the Heaven Tier.

Ling Han nodded. It was alright, at least this sword was genuine tenth-tier material, and although only a sliver of martial intent was aroused, how powerful was the Shattering Void Tier? Even a sliver of martial intent was very kickass.

Moreover, the stronger he was, the more he would be able to arouse the Demon Birth Sword's power, and sooner or later, he would make this tenth-tier Spirit Tool shine again.

The problem was, his present strength was too weak. If it was really exposed that he possessed a tenth-tier Spirit Tool, then how many covetous gazes would it attract?

He secretly decided that he would try not to use the Demon Birth Sword unless it was a crucial moment.

Now it was time to meet that Demon Emperor.

Ling Han looked outside through the Black Tower and saw that Rong Huan Xuan was indeed still searching for him, looking as if he was determined to find him after digging three feet into the ground.

His figure flashed, and he appeared in the outside world.

"Yi …" Seeing Ling Han appear without a sound, Rong Huan Xuan instantly revealed a shocked expression. If Ling Han could appear by his side like this, then wouldn't he be able to easily succeed once he launched a sneak attack?

Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, "Now, should I call you Rong Huan Xuan, or Asura Demon Emperor?"

Rong Huan Xuan's soul should have already been erased, and now Asura Demon Emperor's soul occupied this physical body.

"Youngster, this lord originally wanted to take over your physical body, but didn't think that you'd actually run away so quickly …" Rong Huan Xuan said with a smile. "You can call this lord whatever you want. When this lord reigns over the world, this lord will naturally recover the honorific title of Asura Demon Emperor."

Ling Han's right hand shook, and the Demon Birth Sword already appeared in his hand. He brandished the sword, and said, "If you die here, then there won't be a future!"

"Hahahaha!" Rong Huan Xuan laughed loudly, then shook his head. "Perhaps you can destroy this lord's physical body, but it doesn't matter, this lord can still occupy another one! If this lord was so easy to destroy, how could I have possibly been divided into nine parts and suppressed in various mystery realms?"

"So you weren't lying about this. You really were dismembered," Ling Han said with a smile.

Rong Huan Xuan's expression turned cold, and he said, "In front of this lord, you dare to speak so rudely?"

"What, you still want me to call you lord?" Ling Han said with a smile.

"In the past, who knows how many people knelt before this lord. Even those who were countless times stronger than you couldn't enter this lord's eyes, so who do you think you are?" Rong Huan Xuan said disdainfully.

"Alright, alright, a real man doesn't boast about his past achievements. I am indeed only in the Gushing Spring Tier, but you aren't much better." Ling Han waved his hand.

"Damn brat!" Rong Huan Xuan's expression turned stern. "Just as well, the owner of this body harbors extremely deep killing intent towards you, and this lord also wants to kill you, so die!"

He brazenly attacked, striking out with a palm. Innumerable flashes of black light surged, turning into a long snake-like attack that shot towards Ling Han.

Ling Han was unafraid. Although Asura Demon Emperor had escaped, it was equivalent to being trapped in the body of a Gushing Spring Tier martial artist, which greatly reduced his threat. Otherwise, he wouldn't have appeared at all. Anyways, even if the sky collapsed, there would be someone taller to hold it up.

He shook the Demon Birth Sword and slashed towards Rong Huan Xuan.

"Damn it, you actually managed to erase this lord's consciousness on the sword!" Rong Huan Xuan originally had a hint of a sneer at the corner of his lips. He wanted to order the Tool Spirit to unleash its might and directly erase Ling Han, but he discovered that the order he issued was like a stone sinking into the ocean.

He should have immediately realized that his divine sense was missing by a sliver, but who asked him to fuse with Rong Huan Xuan's physical body, causing his sensitivity to be greatly reduced? He actually only realized that something was wrong when he couldn't command it.

This brat was too strange!

He had spent several tens of thousands of years of effort to slowly permeate into the Demon Birth Sword bit by bit, eroding the Tool Spirit and making this treasured sword his own, greatly weakening the formation's power. Only then was Rong Huan Xuan able to take the Demon Birth Sword away.

He never thought that in just over a day's work, Ling Han would completely erase his divine sense from the Demon Birth Sword.

No!

The Tool Spirit of this treasured sword should have been destroyed as well, because his consciousness had already fused with the Tool Spirit, reaching the point where they would live and die together. Since his divine sense was destroyed, it meant that the Tool Spirit was also dead.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, if a Tenth Tier Spirit Tool showed its might, his current physical body really wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Although he was an extremely special life form, developing from a pure soul state at the very beginning, without a physical body, he would still be rootless duckweed. Moreover, being suppressed for several tens of thousands of years, his vitality would definitely be greatly damaged. Previously, in order to stop Ling Han, he had expended too much Demonic Qi. Now that he had just occupied a physical body, if he were to immediately change it, he would be even more seriously injured.

Thus, he didn't want this physical body to be destroyed.

Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, "It would be a waste for you to use this sword."

'Ugh!'

Even with Asura Demon Emperor's temperament, he still had the urge to curse. With his status, just the fact that he had been suppressed for several tens of thousands of years could scare people half to death, and a junior actually dared to look down on him.

"Heng, so what if you have a Tenth Tier Spirit Tool? It's impossible for you to unleash its full power, so you'd better let this lord send you to your grave!" Rong Huan Xuan sneered, opened his mouth, and spat. Wisps of black Qi surged out, turning into multiple black thorns.

This wasn't Asura Demon Emperor's Demonic Qi, but Rong Huan Xuan's Corpse Qi …

Ling Han's expression was stern. He raised the Demon Birth Sword horizontally, the tip of the sword slightly pointing downwards. Endless sword intent condensed, and multiple small-scale vortexes actually appeared in the surroundings.

Rong Huan Xuan's expression instantly changed, and he said, "What sword technique is this … huh, why does this lord seem to remember seeing it somewhere before?"

Mysterious Three Thousand

Ling Han drew his sword, and Origin Power surged out, turning into a five-colored light. This was the change after the Gushing Spring Tier. The Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth condensed one after another, turning into multiple swords of Origin Power. There were actually more than a hundred of them!

In the first place, the Three Styles of Black Origin could only be cultivated after the Gushing Spring Tier. Previously, he had relied on the power of the Gushing Spring Tier to use it, but in the end, he was still unable to unleash the true might of the Three Styles of Black Origin.

Now that he had reached the Gushing Spring Tier, at least this Mysterious Three Thousand finally revealed its true prowess.

"This sword intent … this is the sword technique of the Heaven's Sword Palace …" Rong Huan Xuan's eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing an obvious look of fear. However, the attack had arrived, so he could only parry. His hands moved in a flurry, and one after another, black Qi surged out. It was impossible to tell whether it was Demonic Qi or Corpse Qi.

Peng, peng, peng, a hundred swords pierced through, and the sword light was blazing, turning Rong Huan Xuan into a sieve.

Rong Huan Xuan used one hand to protect his head, and the other to protect his heart. Both were entangled by black-colored Demonic Qi, and the other parts of his body were riddled with holes, with blood gushing out violently. He lowered his hands. His arms had been sliced to the point that white bones could be seen, but his head and heart were completely protected.

"Heaven, Sword, Palace …" Rong Huan Xuan said word by word. He gritted his teeth, appearing to be extremely furious. One after another, black Qi circulated within his body, and his wounds immediately healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

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