He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

It is open and vast here, surrounded by black rocks.

There are countless terrifying patterns engraved on the rock wall, exuding an evil aura.

And in the center of the space, there is a huge altar.

On the altar, there lay a pitch-black long knife.

The blade is slender and sharp, with countless intricate inscriptions etched on it.

The inscription flashed a strange red light, which made people's scalps tingle.

"Is that you?"

Zhang Beixing murmured softly, his eyes solemn.

He walked forward slowly and reached out to grasp the hilt of the long sword.

In an instant, a terrifying force surged into his body.

It is a force that tears apart the soul and devours life.

It is enough to make any living being feel despair and fear.

But Zhang Beixing looked normal.

He let this power wreak havoc in his body, and his eyes became brighter.

"Very good, you really live up to your reputation."

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his tone was full of appreciation.

It was as if I had obtained some precious treasure.

Just when he was about to draw his sword.

Suddenly, there was a shrill sound from behind.

"Stop! You can't touch that knife!"

Zhang Beixing's expression suddenly changed and he turned back.

I saw a group of people in white robes appearing behind me at some point.

The leader was none other than the Archangel Gabriel from Heaven.

He had a stern expression and his eyes were as sharp as knives.

He stared at the long knife in Zhang Beixing's hand, his eyes full of fear.

"I didn't expect you to be such a connoisseur."

Zhang Beixing chuckled, his tone sarcastic.

"It's a pity that you're a step late."

"How dare you! Hand over the Soul Eater now!"

Gabriel was furious, and a holy light surged around him.

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Oh, just you?"

Zhang Beixing sneered and didn't take it seriously at all.

He flipped his wrist and held the long knife in his hand.

hum-

With a low hum, the blade flashed with an eerie red light.

The space was suddenly filled with a creepy atmosphere.

"you!"

Gabriel's pupils shrank and his expression suddenly changed.

He didn't expect that this human could instantly control the power of the Soul Eater.

"I said, I'm determined to win."

Zhang Beixing raised his eyebrows and spoke in a flat tone.

It was as if what he held in his hand was just an ordinary long sword.

"You guys who claim to be righteous, just forget it."

He sneered, his eyes sweeping over everyone present.

"You are nothing in front of me."

The next second, a pair of pitch-black wings suddenly rose behind him.

The wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun.

Every feather sparkles with a chilling light.

Zhang Beixing jumped up like a flash of black lightning.

In an instant, he rushed in front of the angels.

"The tenth level of Soul Devouring Secret, eternal damnation!"

As he shouted, the pitch-black long sword suddenly slashed out.

Wherever the blade passes, space is distorted.

A black crescent suddenly appeared across the sky.

"what--!"

Screams came and went, and blood splattered.

Those angels were all cut in half by this one blow.

No one can resist, no one can fight back.

There was only endless wailing and corpses all over the ground.

Gabriel's eyes widened, his face filled with horror.

He never dreamed that the elite troops he brought would be so fragile.

"How is this possible?"

He stepped back tremblingly, his tone unable to hide the fear.

"How can a mere human being have such strength?!"

"I've said it before, you're no match."

Zhang Beixing put away his knife and stood there with a cold expression.

He didn't take what was happening in front of him seriously at all.

"Now, do you want to leave obediently, or do you want to be like them?"

He raised his chin and gestured to the corpse at his feet.

Gabriel gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

He wished he could rush up right now and fight Zhang Beixing to the death.

But reason told him that that would be tantamount to seeking death.

After a long moment, he finally glared at Zhang Beixing fiercely.

"Zhang Beixing, just wait for me! Sooner or later, I will kill you with my own hands!"

After saying this, he turned around unwillingly and disappeared on the spot.

All that was left were a pile of broken corpses and a devastated space.

Zhang Beixing snorted lightly and didn't take it seriously at all.

In his eyes, Gabriel was nothing more than a clown.

He is good for nothing except his smooth talk.

"It's so boring."

The young emperor shook his head, his tone helpless.

It was as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.

"System, it seems that the 'strong enemy' you mentioned is nothing more than this."

He spoke casually, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Oh, my Lord, you underestimate them."

The voice of the persuasion system was filled with a hint of solemnity.

"The heavens and the demons are not that easy to deal with."

"They are now searching for you with all their might, vowing to take back the Soul Eater."

"By then, I'm afraid there will be a tough battle to fight."

"That's just what I want."

Zhang Beixing raised the corners of his lips slightly, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

"I want to see who in these three realms can fight with me!"

As the words fell to the ground, the black wings spread out again.

The next second, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Only a series of ambiguous whispers were left, echoing in the space. "Come on, just come on."

"I am waiting here."

The Abyss, the center of hell.

A dark and eerie castle stands in the midst of lava and hellfire.

Above the castle, there were dark clouds and flashes of lightning.

There is a chilling atmosphere.

This is the base camp of the demon clan.

Countless powerful demons lurk within.

Swear allegiance to the new demon lord, Talons.

And at this moment, in the castle's meeting hall.

An urgent meeting is being held.

At one end of the long table, Talons had a gloomy look on his face.

His eyes glowed blood red, and a terrifying demonic aura emanated from his body.

"Is the news reliable? Did that damned human really get the Soul Eater?"

He stared at his scouts with a grim tone.

"Reporting to His Majesty the Demon King, the news is absolutely true!"

The scouts were trembling with fear and dared not hide anything.

"It is said that even the Archangel of Heaven was defeated by him."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Countless eyes of disbelief were directed at Talons.

"how can that be"

Someone murmured, his eyes full of horror.

"How can a mere human being fight against an archangel?"

"Could it be that he has cultivated to the level of a god?"

Another person guessed, in a panicked tone.

"Otherwise, how can he defeat the entire heaven with his own strength?"

There are different opinions and endless discussions.

All the demon elites present changed their expressions.

A feeling of uneasiness and panic spread in the hall.

"Quiet!"

Talons shouted loudly, and demonic energy surged around him.

In an instant, the hall fell silent.

No one dared to say anything more.

"This person's origins are unknown, and he is definitely not an ordinary person."

The devil's brows were furrowed and his eyes were serious.

He looked out the window with a sharp gaze.

"But no matter who he is, the Soul Eater must not fall into his hands!"

"That is a divine weapon that can destroy the heavens and the earth. How can we let him get his hands on it?"

These words were like thunder.

Everyone gasped and looked solemn.

"Then what should we do?"

A high-level demon asked tremblingly.

"Are we going to fight that human head-on?"

"That's right. From today on, we will be fully prepared for war!"

Talons' eyes turned fierce and murderous.

"I will use all the power of the demon clan to take back the Soul Eater! No matter the cost!"

As the words fell, the demon king's eyes lit up with fighting spirit. His tall body was like a Shura walking out of purgatory. The black demonic flames enveloped his body, making all the demons present shudder.

"As you command, Your Majesty the Demon King!" All the demons bowed and shouted loudly. Their eyes flashed with madness and bloodthirstiness, ready to make a move.

"Very good, prepare everything for me!" Talons nodded with satisfaction, his tone grim. "I want to let that human know the consequences of provoking the demons!"

At the same time, in a dense forest somewhere outside the Demon Realm, Zhang Beixing and his group were moving quickly towards an unknown direction.

"Master, where are we going?" Elena followed Zhang Beixing lightly, her face full of confusion. As a vampire, she was not familiar with this continent.

"Go find someone." Zhang Beixing said calmly, "He is crucial to our next plan."

"Could it be that gentleman?" Richard suddenly realized, a trace of awe flashing in his eyes. "The legendary 'wise elder', Garo?"

"That's right." Zhang Beixing nodded, his lips slightly raised. "With his knowledge and experience, he must know how to control the Soul Eater."

"Moreover, he possesses many ancient secrets and knowledge." "It will be of great benefit to us in our fight against the heavens and the demons."

The group walked through the dense jungle and gradually came to a hidden valley. Deep in the valley, there was an inconspicuous wooden house. The wooden house was surrounded by various exotic plants and flowers, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

"This is it." Zhang Beixing stopped and stared at the wooden house in front of him. He took a deep breath and walked forward slowly.

"Senior Jialuo, I am Zhang Beixing, and I have come to visit you specially!" He said loudly to the closed wooden door, his tone respectful but calm.

As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden door creaked open. An old man with white hair and beard slowly walked out. He was wearing a gray robe and his eyes were deep and wise.

"Zhang Beixing?" The old man looked at the black-robed young man in front of him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. "I didn't expect you to come to see me."

"Senior, please don't be polite." Zhang Beixing clasped his fists and saluted, looking humble. "I am here because of the matter of 'Soul Eater'."

"Oh?" Jia Luo raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashing. "You have already got the knife?"

"Yes. Just yesterday, I took it out from the 'Forbidden Land'." Zhang Beixing nodded, his tone calm, as if this matter was nothing more ordinary.

"But I found that I can't fully control its power." "So, I need the guidance of my predecessors."

Jia Luo was silent for a moment, and looked at Zhang Beixing deeply. He seemed to see some characteristics in this young man.

"Come in, let's talk in detail." The old man turned around and strode into the wooden house. Zhang Beixing understood and motioned Elena and Richard behind him to wait outside. Then, he followed Jialuo into the house.

The furnishings in the wooden house are simple and old. The walls are covered with various scrolls and ancient books, exuding a sense of vicissitudes of time.

Jia Luo sat down at the table and pointed to the chair opposite. "Sit down, young man."

Zhang Beixing sat down as he was told, with a respectful look on his face. He knew that the old man in front of him was no ordinary person. For him to be in awe, this man's cultivation and knowledge must be extraordinary.

"I can see that you have the blood of a king flowing in your veins." Jia Luo went straight to the point. "Moreover, you have a powerful force hidden in your body."

"This power is even comparable to that of the Soul Eater." "No wonder you can control it."

Zhang Beixing was shocked, but his expression remained calm. He didn't expect that the other party could see through his origins at a glance.

"Senior, you are indeed amazing." He praised sincerely, not sparing his respect. "Senior, please keep my background a secret for me."

"Don't worry, I have no interest in leaking this." Jia Luo waved his hand, his tone indifferent. "I'm more interested in what you want to do with the Soul Eater?"

Zhang Beixing pondered for a moment and spoke slowly. "I will use it to unify the three realms."

"Oh? Why do you think so?" Jialuo became interested, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"The world today is already rotten." Zhang Beixing's eyes were firm and his tone was determined. "Humanity, the heavens, and the demons, the three forces are fighting against each other."

"The apparent peace is only the calm before the storm." "Once someone starts a war, it will be a bloody catastrophe."

"So, I want to be the one who ends everything." Zhang Beixing's eyes were like torches, revealing an unbreakable will. "I will use the power of the Soul Eater to make the three realms submit to me."

"Hahaha! Interesting!" Jia Luo laughed up to the sky, his eyes full of admiration. "Young man, I like your ambition and courage!"

"But a sword alone is not enough to shake the foundation of the Three Realms." The old man put away his smile and said earnestly, "You need more help and more strategies."

"Senior, please teach me." Zhang Beixing said respectfully, with a sincere look on his face. "Your wisdom will surely help me find the way out of this maze."

"Okay, I will teach you three sets of ancient secret techniques." Jia Luo nodded, his eyes deep. "The first set is the 'Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon', which can make your speed and reaction reach the state of unity between man and nature."

"The second set is the 'Ashura Battle Body'. After practicing it, you will be invulnerable to swords and spears, and immune to all poisons."

"The third set is the 'Demon Art of Devouring the Sky', which is a forbidden technique of the demon race. If you practice it to the extreme, you can devour the sun, moon, stars, and burn everything."

"Thank you, senior!" Zhang Beixing was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly. With these three sets of secret techniques, he was one step closer to his goal.

"Remember, when practicing, don't rush." ​​Jia Luo warned earnestly. "Haste makes waste, the key is to proceed step by step."

"Disciple will keep it in mind." Zhang Beixing responded respectfully, his eyes full of gratitude.

In the next few days, Zhang Beixing practiced hard under Jia Luo's guidance, starting from the most basic "Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon", taking one step at a time and making steady progress.

Elena and Richard were waiting beside him, taking care of his daily life and diet. Zhang Beixing was seen sitting in meditation from time to time, and sometimes making strange hand seals. A strange wave was surging around his body, getting stronger and stronger.

Gradually, his speed and strength were greatly improved. He became more and more proficient in the 'Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon', and his body was as fast as lightning, as if he was the mysterious unity of heaven and man.

Jia Luo watched from the side and nodded frequently. "This kid's talent is really amazing." He secretly sighed and looked at this apprentice with new eyes.

After a few days, Zhang Beixing finally cultivated the "Ashura Combat Body". His muscles bulged all over his body, like a god descending from heaven. His skin was as tough as iron, and thousands of arrows pierced his heart without damaging his hair. (End of this chapter)