It was as swift as the wind, sweeping across the sky.
It was as swift as thunder, with irresistible force.
The sword-light was like the turbulent waters of the sea, setting off torrential waves that were endless and boundless. It instantly smashed through space, shattering everything in its path.
The power of Heavy Sword Kill exploded, sweeping everything in its path. Nothing could resist the terrifying power of this secret sword.
The peak Devil King's Bloodline Devil Body was instantly blasted into pieces, fragmented, and finally turned into dust.
Sheathing his sword, Chen Zong stared ahead, speechless. It was too wasteful and too cruel.
It was wasteful because the power of this sword was too terrifying. First, the Secret Sword of Bloody Massacre cut the opponent's Bloodline Devil Body into pieces. Then, the terrifying impact of Heavy Sword Kill directly crushed the opponent's Bloodline Devil Body into pieces, exhausting the power of his bloodline. The shattered Devil Body and exhausted bloodline power made Chen Zong unable to use the Bloodline Extraction Secret Technique to refine the opponent's bloodline. This was a waste.
As for the cruelty, it was completely shattered. Wasn't that cruel?
The inheritance of the Blood Sword Devil Emperor was indeed terrifying. From this Blood Sword Art, one could see the Blood Sword Devil Emperor's temperament.
When using the Secret Sword of Bloody Massacre, Chen Zong could clearly feel the murderous intent that he stimulated. It wasn't a murderous intent that was targeted at a specific person, but at everything. It was a murderous intent that seemed to want to slaughter everything. He almost turned into a killing maniac.
Fortunately, Chen Zong's Divine Intent was strong enough to control it. Otherwise, it was very likely that he would be invaded by the murderous intent and lose his mind. In serious cases, he might even lose himself and become a true killing maniac.
When Heavy Sword Kill was used, it also stimulated a terrifying murderous intent. However, this murderous intent was different from the Secret Sword of Bloody Massacre. The murderous intent of the Secret Sword of Bloody Massacre was a one-time eruption, while the murderous intent of Heavy Sword Kill was like a wave that emerged in waves.
"If Bloody Massacre and Heavy Sword Kill are so powerful, then what about Blood Sword Asura?" Chen Zong suddenly thought to himself.
Blood Sword Asura was the most powerful of the four secret swords. It required one to master Demonic Light, Bloody Massacre, and Heavy Sword Kill to have a chance of learning it. It was a secret sword that gathered the essence of the three secret swords. Even with Chen Zong's superb comprehension, he still hadn't completely modified it. He still needed time to make it his own.
Chen Zong was looking forward to seeing the Blood Asura's power.
The mausoleum of Demon Emperor Xing Gu wasn't actually very large. It was only separated by countless sturdy walls that made the layout of the mausoleum quite complicated. However, there were also many altars with treasures placed on top of each altar. What treasures one could find and obtain would depend on one's luck and ability.
Demon Emperors were extremely fast. Just as Chen Zong and the others continued to explore Demon Emperor Xing Gu's mausoleum, the angry demon emperor from the Shumu Clan also arrived at Demon Emperor Xing Gu's mausoleum. He first stopped in the air above the mausoleum. Then, a terrifying aura surged, and a dark aura filled the air. It turned into a thousand-meter-tall tree that stretched across the sky. Thousands of branches spread out in all directions.
An extremely terrifying pressure filled the air and directly pressed down.
This demon emperor from the Shumu Clan didn't enter the mausoleum. Instead, he used another method.
One palm!
The Demon Sovereign raised his arm and slapped downward. At the same time, thousands of dark branches instantly gathered together, forming a huge palm print that was 100 meters in size. It was pitch-black, and the branches on it were intertwined with each other. It looked very ancient and heavy. It was as if a huge treant was waving its palm and slamming downward.
The mausoleum was bombarded.
The sky whistled, and countless white streams of air rushed up from the edge of the huge dark palm print. The void trembled, and it was like a tsunami.
The speed at which the enormous black palm fell was not fast, but it carried an extremely terrifying might. Moreover, the further it fell, the heavier and stronger its might became.
The terrifying palm print swept across the sky and landed on the fifth floor of the mausoleum. Unable to bear the impact, cracks began to appear on the fifth floor of the mausoleum, and they quickly spread. Then, with a series of cracking sounds, the fifth floor shattered.
Shatter!
Collapse!
Under the hundred-meter-long palm print, the terrifying and heavy power carried by it directly broke through the fifth floor of the mausoleum.
After breaking through the fifth floor of the mausoleum, the power of the dark palm print was almost exhausted. Then, the second and third palm prints fell.
Palm prints continued to fall from the sky. Each palm print was a hundred meters large, and each palm print was as heavy as a black mountain. One after another, they densely covered a corner of the sky, as if the sky was collapsing.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! The entire mausoleum was shaking. Layer after layer of the mausoleum was broken, shattered, and collapsed.
The fourth floor was shattered by the palm print, and then the third floor.
"What's going on?" On the fifth floor of Demon Emperor Xing Gu's mausoleum, the people who were looking for treasures immediately felt the entire mausoleum shake. They were shocked.
"Who is attacking the mausoleum?" The ordinary-looking Demon Emperor was startled. After sensing carefully, he revealed some doubts.
He could feel a powerful force from the outside constantly condensing and striking down. Clearly, someone was attacking the mausoleum, and judging by the strength of the force, it was a Demon Emperor powerhouse.
Why was he attacking the mausoleum?
Was he planning to break through the mausoleum? And obtain more treasures?
Wasn't he afraid that the treasures would be damaged?
He could attack the mausoleum, but there was no need to do so. It would consume a lot of his strength.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The entire mausoleum shook violently. Dust began to rustle, and small cracks even appeared.
"Someone is attacking the mausoleum." Chen Zong was secretly shocked.
Why was someone attacking the mausoleum?
Why was this happening?
With this thought, Chen Zong suddenly felt the Bloodline Curse Mark left on his neck by Shu Muyuan's death heat up slightly. A cold malice invaded his neck, and Chen Zong's expression suddenly changed.
Danger!
A sense of danger began to emerge.
"Could it be the Demon Emperor of the Shu Mu Clan?"
Chen Zong couldn't help but think. He had killed Shu Muyuan and was marked with a Bloodline Curse Mark that couldn't be removed. With this Bloodline Curse Mark, he would be hunted down by the Shu Mu Clan.
Therefore, it made sense that the Shu Mu Clan would sense Shu Muyuan's death. Then, it made sense that the Shu Mu Clan would send experts to avenge Shu Muyuan.
A Demon Emperor!
It was an angry Demon Emperor with murderous intent. He was bombarding the mausoleum in a violent manner.
Just as Chen Zong was thinking, the fourth floor of the mausoleum was broken. Countless dark palm prints bombarded the fifth floor of the mausoleum.
The Shu Mu Clan's bloodline was the bloodline of the Eternal Darkness Tree. As a Demon Emperor, his Eternal Darkness Tree bloodline must be at the pinnacle level. When this bloodline was stimulated to the extreme, it would condense a phantom of the Eternal Darkness Tree that would take root in the void. It could constantly absorb power from the void to replenish its own demonic power consumption.
The more powerful the bloodline, the more obvious the absorption effect. This was the only way to ensure that the Demon Emperor would attack without regard to consumption. Otherwise, he would have collapsed long ago.
Only an expert who had mastered the power of the Eternal Darkness Tree bloodline would dare to attack so unscrupulously.
The fifth floor of the mausoleum was the resting place of Demon Emperor Xing Gu. It was the toughest, so it was able to withstand the attacks of the Demon Emperor from the Shu Mu Clan. It wasn't as easily shattered as the previous four floors. However, under the continuous bombardment of the Demon Emperor's tyrannical palm prints, cracks continued to spread. It was irresistible. If this continued, it would shatter sooner or later.
Suddenly, a buzzing sound rang out. A burst of black light spread from the fifth floor of the mausoleum. Then, in the center of the black light, a phantom emerged.
It was an imposing figure that stood in the sky. It seemed to be able to support the heavens and earth. It stood in the sky and instantly became the center of the world, attracting the attention of all.
Waves of powerful aura spread out from the figure and swept out in all directions like a tsunami. As the waves of black ripples spread out, they immediately intercepted the huge dark palm prints descending from the sky.
Under the bombardment of the huge dark palm prints, the black ripples fluctuated endlessly. They were instantly shattered, but then reformed in an instant, blocking all of the dark palm prints.
The Demon Emperor from the Shu Mu Clan stopped and stared at the imposing figure. His eerie eyes flickered with cold light.
"Who are you?" The Demon Emperor of the Shumu clan asked coldly. His voice was filled with deep anger and killing intent.
"I am Xing Gu." The imposing figure suddenly spoke. His voice was cold and domineering, as if he were the ruler of the world. "Why are you attacking my mausoleum?"
Xing Gu!
Demon Emperor Xing Gu!
This imposing figure was the strongest Demon Emperor from ten thousand years ago, Xing Gu?
The demon emperor of the Shumu Clan was taken aback, but in the next moment, he sensed that the imposing figure before him was only an illusory figure. It wasn't the real body.
A mausoleum!
This meant that Devil Emperor Xing Gu had already perished, and this projection was most likely only a projection left behind by some sort of method.
No matter how strong he was, he was only as strong as he was ten thousand years ago. Now, he was only a legend.
Legends were indeed worthy of admiration and admiration, but they were no longer worthy of reverence, especially for a Demon Emperor.
"Xing Gu, stop what you're doing. The person I want to kill is in your mausoleum," said the Demon Emperor from the Shu Mu Clan.
What kind of existence was Xing Gu Devil Emperor? He was the strongest Devil Emperor ten thousand years ago. He was invincible under the heavens. Even though he was already dead, how could he be threatened by a Devil Emperor? Even a peak-level Devil Emperor wouldn't be able to threaten him, let alone a Devil Emperor.
"I'll give you one last chance. Leave at once. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless." Xing Gu's imposing body suddenly burst with an even more powerful presence. It was like an ancient demon mountain that suppressed everything. Demon Emperor Shumu's presence immediately slowed down, and he felt like he was about to suffocate.
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