Xia Feng revealed his true colors and left ruthlessly. Then, he led the yellow-robed old man away, leaving behind an embarrassed Qin Wu.
"Old Mister Qin, there is no need to feel conflicted. In less than seven days, everything will come to light."
Xiao Chen opened his eyes and said something that Qin Wu could not understand.
Now, Xiao Chen was a hundred percent sure of his guess. How could Xiao Chen tolerate such an ambitious person?
After Old Qin left in a daze, Xiao Chen stood up, and his eyes turned cold.
"This Xia Feng definitely did not expect that I would dare to reject Huangpu Feng's orders. Within seven days, he will definitely inform the Corpse Race that there is a change in the plan. At that time, I will be able to catch him easily. I will kill this scoundrel. Otherwise, I will not be able to fight to the death with the Corpse Race. "
Think about it. If you focused on fighting at the front, and someone informed the enemy of your movements, what kind of terrifying scene would that be?
"However, before that, it is time to subdue and suppress the Death Throne. Now that my immortal will of thunder has reached forty percent comprehension, and I have advanced to Martial Sage, what is there to fear?!"
A light flashed on Xiao Chen's forehead, and a black light came out. This was one of the seven thrones, the Death Throne.
Massacre, destruction, destruction, grief, pain, despair, death. The seven thrones looked like they were all negative emotions. However, when one thought about it, the cycle from massacre to death was a cycle from life to death.
The state of cycle definitely surpassed all the states in the world. It was on the same level as the state of primal chaos formed by Chu Chaoyun's state of light and darkness. They both pointed to the origin of the great Dao.
However, it was still too far away now. Xiao Chen had only collected two thrones. He could not bite off more than he could chew. He had to subdue the Death Throne first and be able to circulate Death Qi.
Xiao Chen's Spiritual Sense flew out of his forehead with the purple Lightning Talisman. With a flash of electric light, it entered the throne. A boundless sea of Death Qi appeared before Xiao Chen's eyes.
With the experience of subduing the Massacre Throne, the purple Lightning Talisman hovered above Xiao Chen's head as it flew towards the sea of death. No matter how vast the sea was, it would not go on forever.
Occasionally, black tentacles leaped out of the sea and swung at the body formed by Xiao Chen's Spiritual Sense. However, before they could touch it, the electric saber Qi from the talisman shattered them.
This did not stop Xiao Chen from advancing. The further he went, the denser the Death Qi became. The talisman above him sent out strands of electric light, encasing Xiao Chen and preventing him from being to it.
"Junior, you finally came out.
Just as Xiao Chen flew to the end, the Death Qi below surged and surged back, forming a one-kilometer-tall demonic figure that looked down at Xiao Chen from above.
Xiao Chen's figure wavered, and his Spiritual Sense body became a thousandfold larger. He looked at that demonic figure and said, "I should be the one saying that. You finally could not resist coming out. It looks like the deterrence of my purple Lightning Talisman is rather strong."
Naturally, this demonic figure was the Item Spirit of the Death Throne. However, the Evil King was already dead, and this Item Spirit had mutated long ago. It was now an evil spirit.
"Humph! It is just the immortal will of thunder. How much harm do you think it can do to me? I'll give you a chance to become stronger. Sign an equal contract with me and help me recover my strength. I will provide you with Death Qi. "
The demonic figure did not even look at the purple Lightning Talisman. It did not care at all as it made a condition for Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen found it funny. This demonic figure really knows how to act. It will not shed a tear until it sees the coffin.
Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and pointed. Without any warning, the purple Lightning Talisman flew towards the demonic figure. Instantly, a flickering electric light crackled within the demonic figure.
The demonic figure's body shrank continuously as it howled in pain. Finally, it shrank back to its normal human form and rolled around on the surface of the sea.
In the past, Xiao Chen would not have been confident of dealing with this Evil Spirit with just ten percent of the immortal will of thunder. Now, there was nothing to fear. If this Evil Spirit was truly powerful, Wang Can would not have been defeated by it back then. It could only be said that this Evil Spirit was just bluffing.
The demonic figure could not use much of the Death Throne's energy. Like the Massacre Throne's Evil Spirit, it was still accumulating energy.
"Stop! Stop! I'll sign a contract with you and be your servant forever. I know all the secrets of the Death Throne. I can help you ascend to the Death Great Dao and surpass all the Martial Emperors of the Corpse Race and Ghost Race."
The demonic figure could not help begging for mercy amid the pain.
"As an Evil Spirit, you should not exist in this world in the first place. Go in peace. What I seek is the Dao of Reincarnation, my own Ultimate Saber Dao. I do not care about the Death Great Dao."
How could Xiao Chen believe the words of such an evil being? Furthermore, he did not care about the Death Great Dao, either.
Xiao Chen subdued the seven thrones and grasped the state of cycle. His ultimate goal was to serve his Saber Dao. The Dao of Reincarnation was also created by someone before him.
Xiao Chen's Martial Dao was a path that no one had ever taken before or since. He embraced many schools of thought, using his body as a saber and his thoughts as a saber, creating a supreme Saber Dao.
Amid the demonic figure's dissatisfied cries, Xiao Chen used the will of thunder to refine it. Then, he placed his Spiritual Mark on the Death Throne, officially subduing two of the seven thrones.
Xiao Chen's Spiritual Sense and the purple Lightning Talisman returned to his body. Then, he withdrew the Death Throne into his sea of consciousness. The two thrones — one red and one black — slowly spun in his sea of consciousness. The purple Lightning Talisman was like an aloof king, looking down on the two thrones.
With a thought, black Death Qi came out of Xiao Chen's fingertips. He smiled in satisfaction and said, "I should be able to execute the Ancient Underworld River Wave Palm now. The Death Great Dao is really miraculous. Unexpectedly, the Death Qi in the world can bring out such great might."
Xiao Chen closed his eyes and carefully comprehended, merging several mysteries of the Death Great Dao with his Saber Dao.
By the time Xiao Chen opened his eyes, the sky had already turned dark. He had spent an entire day on this. However, he had gained a lot. If he ran into the Corpse Race's people, he would definitely be able to give them a pleasant surprise.
After looking at the sky outside the window, Xiao Chen put on the Heavenly Sea Cloak and sneaked out. When he arrived above the palace where Xia Feng resided, he activated the cloak's special effect, completely concealing himself.
For the entire night, everything in the palace was normal. There was nothing out of the ordinary. Every day, Xia Feng would use his flying sword to report the situation on the island to Huangpu Feng's headquarters.
Xiao Chen was very patient. He was also very confident of his guesses. The other party would definitely give himself away.
In the end, after three days, Xia Feng did not make any strange movements. Just as Xiao Chen's patience was about to run out, Xiao Chen finally discovered something wrong on the seventh day. As usual, Xia Feng sent out a flying sword message. Two hours later, Xia Feng strangely sent out another flying sword message.
Two hours later, another strange flying sword flew out. Xiao Chen looked carefully. That flying sword flew in the direction of the Corpse Race's main camp. However, after flying halfway, it quickly turned around and headed for the Corpse Race's Black Patterned Island.
"What a fellow! He finally gave himself away."
Xiao Chen smiled faintly and revealed himself. Then, he quickly chased after the flying sword.
The flying sword moved strangely fast, like a beam of light. Even when Xiao Chen executed his Thunder Dragon Steps to its limits, he could not catch up. In the end, he used the cloak's acceleration function and barely managed to catch the flying sword.
Xiao Chen sent in his Spiritual Sense, and information entered his mind.
That fellow is very cautious. He is starting to suspect me. Change of plans. Don't touch him for now.
However, Bai Wuxue is a little restless. He wants to lead the elite Martial Sages of Black Monarch Island to launch a surprise attack on your flank, using lightning-quick means to kill everyone on the island. You can surround them and take down Black Monarch Island in one go. After that, you can break through the third line of defense.
Remember, after we loot Dragon Wood Star, according to our agreement, you have to give me half of the resources.
Xiao Chen toyed with the metal sword in his hand. His expression turned somewhat grave. Xia Feng was the commander of the third line of defense. Unexpectedly, he had become the enemy's spy.
However, when Xiao Chen thought about the reward, he felt that it was indeed tempting. There was an entire resource star's worth of wealth. Now that Xiao Chen had nothing on him, he could not help feeling tempted.
After putting away the metal sword, Xiao Chen turned around and barged into Qin Wu's residence, startling the other party, who was cultivating. When Xiao Chen explained his purpose for coming and showed Qin Wu the information on the metal sword, Qin Wu flew into a rage.
Qin Wu flew into a rage and went completely berserk. He cursed, "I was wondering why the first two defensive lines were broken so quickly. Two resource planets were plundered in succession. It can be said that the Corpse Race's surprise attack was effective."
"However, not only did this Dragon Wood Star take in the remaining experts of the first two resource stars, but it also made preparations. It should not have suffered such a miserable defeat. It turns out that this is because of this traitorous dog."
The impression that this old man before Xiao Chen gave him was that he was the kind of person who tried to smooth things over. Xiao Chen had not expected this old man to have such a huge reaction after learning the truth.
"Xiao Chen, it looks like he purposely targeted you from the start. Come, let's go and kill this traitor now." Qin Wu did not want to drag things out, so he immediately pulled Xiao Chen over to kill this spy.
Xiao Chen originally thought so as well. However, when he saw the information on the flying sword, he changed his mind.
"Elder Qin, you should know how to send a flying sword, right?"
Qin Wu asked doubtfully, "I do. Why?"
Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Good. In that case, let's not bother with this traitor for now. Just send this metal sword over in its original form. We can beat him at his own game."
"Beat him at his own game?"
Qin Wu asked with some doubt, "How do we beat him at his own game?"
Xiao Chen smiled faintly and unfurled the sea chart. The second line of defense consisted of three islands and ten-odd subsidiary islands.
In the past few days, the junior-generation disciples of the Haotian Sect had been reaping the fruits of their labor on these subsidiary islands. They harassed the Haotian Sect and left after one round of attacks. Every time, they would reap a large harvest.
However, in the end, these subsidiary islands did not have any main forces. They did not have any Superior Grade Martial Sages guarding them. The Corpse Race still sent people there mainly to collect as many resources as possible.
The ordinary people on the subsidiary islands needed someone to supervise and make arrangements. Only then would they be able to continue mining and gathering Spirit Herbs at the bottom of the sea.
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