"Ping, can we go a little further?" Xiao Chen asked again. The speed of condensing the murderous aura was too slow at such a distance.
"Sir, if we go any further, they will probably notice us." Ping shook his head. With his current attainments in formations, this was the best he could do. After all, the North River was surrounded by powerful Immortal Kings from the Ancient Race and the Extreme North. Maintaining such a formation was extremely taxing on him.
"Don't worry, we won't be detected if we don't reveal any fluctuations of magic power." Xiao Chen understood what Ping was worried about.
He probably didn't know what Xiao Chen wanted to do, but there must be something going on since they were so close. As long as a trace of magic power was revealed, it would be impossible to continue hiding.
In fact, when one absorbed and condensed the murderous aura, it would not cause any magic power fluctuations. This was also one of the powerful characteristics of the Slayer Emperor Art.
Other cultivation methods would absorb the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to circulate, which would naturally cause magic power fluctuations. However, the Slayer Emperor Art did not do so.
Otherwise, when he stood still for half a day in the Gate of Fallen Gods, people would have noticed something was wrong.
"This … Alright, if you don't reveal any magic power fluctuations, then we can go a little further. However, we can't get too close. Otherwise, once they start fighting, the shockwaves of their battle will also affect us." Ping looked at Xiao Chen's expression and gritted his teeth as he spoke.
"Thank you!" Xiao Chen said sincerely.
He was indeed grateful to Ping. If it wasn't for Ping, he wouldn't have dared to come alone.
Even if he was more confident in his concealment methods, he didn't dare to act rashly in the face of so many Immortal Kings.
"Sir, you are too polite. At most, we can go a hundred miles forward. Is that okay?" Ping pondered for a while and reported a limit.
"A hundred miles? That should be enough! "Xiao Chen's eyes flashed. He also calculated for a while and then nodded.
The distance of a hundred miles was relatively close. Their speed would definitely be several times faster than it was now.
Ping carefully maintained the formation, not letting even the slightest trace of their auras leak out. He carefully moved forward for a hundred miles.
Xiao Chen sensed for a moment and found that the speed at which he absorbed the killing intent was indeed much faster. Then, he obediently sat down cross-legged, looking like he was waiting to watch the show.
In reality, he was circulating the Slayer Emperor Art to absorb and condense the dense killing intent.
Because on both sides of the river, besides the top-rate experts at the Immortal King Realm who were in confrontation with each other, there were similarly a large number of ordinary cultivators who were hostile towards each other.
Even if each of them only revealed a little bit of killing intent, when so many people gathered together, the killing intent was incomparably dense.
"This is only at a relatively stable stage right now. If a great battle really breaks out between them, then the killing intent will definitely be extremely dense!" Xiao Chen was very excited.
If he was lucky, he would be able to level up several times in a row.
The Slayer Emperor Art was divided into nine lower levels, nine middle levels, and nine upper levels. As for whether there were any higher levels, even the Fengsha Sword did not know.
After all, this little guy had not recovered much of his memory. But the information he knew was enough to make Xiao Chen feel that the Slayer Emperor Art was very abnormal.
He had only just begun to learn it, and his strength had already increased by two or three times. Moreover, every time he leveled up in the future, his strength would also increase by several times.
Even if there were only nine levels in total, it would still be very terrifying. But it just so happened that there were 27 levels in total!
If he could really cultivate all nine levels, Xiao Chen felt that if he faced anyone at the same level, no matter who it was, he would probably be able to directly crush them, or even kill them instantly!
In the future, every time the Slayer Emperor Art broke through, his strength would increase by at least three times. And the more levels he broke through, the more strength he would increase. If he could break through all nine levels, he would at least increase his strength by a hundred times!
How terrifying was it to have strength that was a hundred times stronger than the same level?
As Xiao Chen thought about it, he could not help but laugh foolishly to himself.
Ping, who was watching from the side, was confused, but he did not dare to ask any more questions. He could only stand aside obediently.
After activating the Slayer Emperor Art, Xiao Chen did not need to interfere in the process of absorbing and condensing the murderous aura. Therefore, he also observed the situation on both sides of the North River.
The number of Celestial Kings on both sides was about the same.
None of them had an absolute advantage.
As for the Celestial Generals and the weaker Heaven Celestials, there were more of them, but they did not play much of a role. The final outcome was decided by those Celestial Kings.
Of course, it could not be said that they were useless. At the very least, for Xiao Chen, when the murderous aura of these people merged together, it was enough for him to condense a murderous aura.
Xiao Chen first used his Divine Telekinesis to probe the jade slip and read through all the information he had collected about the Celestial King Stage powerhouses in the extreme north. After that, he identified them one by one.
"The Ancient Race has really mobilized the Extreme North. Almost half of the Celestial Kings of the Extreme North. If we really succeed in crossing the North River this time, I'm afraid that the remaining Celestial Kings of the Extreme North will also come out at the same time."
At this moment, in the center of the battlefield a hundred miles away, although a great battle had not broken out, the Ancient Race and the Extreme North's Celestial Kings all stopped in mid-air and looked at each other.
There were also fierce shouts from each other.
One of the Ancient Race's Celestial Kings said coldly, "This old man advises you to obediently give up your territory, and less blood will be spilled. If you continue to be stubborn and insist on obstructing us, then I'm afraid the Extreme North will become a river of blood!"
"I'll give you one more hour to consider whether you want to give up your territory or continue to fight!"
As soon as his voice fell, another Celestial King of the Extreme North also sneered, "That sounds nice. If we give up our territory today, I'm afraid it won't be long before you make us give up even more territory! It's fine if you occupy the area south of the North River, but you will never give up the area north of the North River. "
Xiao Chen recognized this person. It was Zhao Zhengqing, the palace master of the Zephyr Thunder Palace, one of the eight major forces of the Extreme North.
Now, among the eight major forces gathered here, apart from the Zephyr Thunder Palace, there was also the Wuji Pavilion, the Thousand Separation Sect, and the North Splendor Gate.
It could be said that half of the top forces of the Extreme North had been mobilized.
Zhao Zhengping's words also represented the thoughts of everyone in the Extreme North.
For them, giving up the area south of the North River was already the bottom line.
"Hmph, I advise you to think about it carefully. Do you want to retreat on your own, or do you want to continue to stain the Extreme North with blood later!" Shang Ning snorted coldly.
However, he did not make a move. Obviously, they had agreed on one hour.
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