Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The youth was taken aback as soon as he entered.

Everywhere he looked were Fiend Spirits. He wasn't interested in the Fiend Spirits of the Heaven Cave Realm. Killing them yielded too few points, and their spiritual energy level was too low to be suitable for him.

He was about to retreat when his pupils suddenly constricted slightly.

"Sword marks?"

A cruel smile immediately appeared on the corner of his lips.

"So, you chose this doorway. With so many Fiend Spirits, it's truly surprising that you four in the Qi Condensation Realm were able to get through."

He chuckled disdainfully.

That Jun Wuxie is indeed extraordinary, managing to pass through this hall with three others.

"It's a pity. Although your talent is not bad, being targeted by me means you're destined to be a tragedy. Your life should end now…"

He stepped forward, releasing his blood energy sword, which shuttled around his body, allowing the tidal wave of Fiend Spirits to crash against him.

The instant those Fiend Spirits came into contact with his True Martial Blood Energy Sword, they all let out shrill screams, being torn into energy light mist.

Even the Fiend Spirit King was shattered into pieces with a casual palm strike!

The youth was in this hall as if in an uninhabited land.

The tidal wave of Fiend Spirits couldn't stop his pace, and even the Fiend Spirit King was shattered.

For a time, the Fiend Spirits here retreated one after another, not daring to approach, intimidated by his power.

The youth ignored them.

He wasn't interested in killing these Fiend Spirits whose realm was too low for him.

Now, the thing he wanted to do most was to find the people from the Sect King Academy as soon as possible.

He entered the doorway deep in the hall.

…

At this time, in the hall where the Fiend Spirit was sleeping.

Xu Daoling, Kongxu, and Ji Beilan were fiercely fighting with the Fiend Spirit.

Xu Daoling and Kongxu seemed somewhat strained, forming a stalemate with the Fiend Spirit, with neither side gaining the upper hand.

Ji Beilan, relying on his twin Qilin arms, sent fiery Qilin beasts charging forward with every punch he threw.

The extremely yang and strong Qilin Fire had an extremely strong restraining effect on Fiend Spirits.

He steadily held the upper hand, suppressing the Fiend Spirit, blasting it apart several times.

Although the Fiend Spirit could constantly reform, as the number of times it was blasted apart increased, its aura gradually weakened, no longer as strong as it was at the beginning.

"Don't always think about killing the target. What you need to do now is to feel your own power. Every attack should focus on controlling the strength of your true energy!"

Jun Wuxie was breaking out of his cocoon, killing Fiend Spirits, accumulating energy, and occasionally paying attention to their battles.

Seeing them acting as if they had been injected with chicken blood, eager to win, he couldn't help but remind them.

Hearing his instructions, Xu Daoling, Kongxu, and Ji Beilan realized that there was something wrong with their mindset. They were too excited, so that they forgot what they should be doing most.

Immediately, they adjusted their mindset, no longer eager to win. Instead, they entangled with the Fiend Spirit, treating it as a sparring partner.

When they felt that their control over their own new power was very skillful, Jun Wuxie had also accumulated enough energy in his body.

He killed a large number of Fiend Spirits, using the Primordial Golden Body Art to transform them into Life Blood Essence.

He sealed those Life Blood Essences in his body.

At this time, the Fiend Spirit attacking Ji Beilan screamed miserably, forcibly refined by his Qilin Fire.

"Are you two okay?" After absorbing the power of the Fiend Spirit, Ji Beilan looked at Xu Daoling and ridiculed, "Grave robber, didn't you say you were going to clean me up? You're really good at bragging, unable to do anything to even a Fiend Spirit, tsk!"

"Kid, no respect for elders, call me brother, you know?"

Xu Daoling snorted, his mouth twitching.

Jun Wuxie couldn't help but want to laugh as he listened to them bickering next to him.

He wanted to speak, but his eyes narrowed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the entrance of the hall.

Almost at the same time, he flicked his fingers.

The sword light from his fingertips cut through the air, puffing, killing the Fiend Spirits that Xu Daoling and Kongxu were fighting.

"Eldest Brother?"

Xu Daoling and Kongxu were surprised, not knowing why he suddenly attacked, but they immediately suppressed the Fiend Spirit, refining and absorbing it.

At this moment.

With a bang.

The stone door of the hall was pushed open from the outside.

A young man in brocade clothes stood at the door.

He carried one hand behind his back, his eyes deep and cold, with a cruel smile on the corner of his lips.

Xu Daoling, Kongxu, and Ji Beilan's expressions changed instantly. They retreated to Jun Wuxie's side in unison, staring solemnly at the youth at the door.

The youth stepped in and closed the door with a wave of his hand.

"The tracking technique was affected by the fiendish aura here and failed, allowing you to live a little longer. But it doesn't matter, now is the time to harvest your lives."

His words were very calm, without any fluctuations, like a god of death who had come to the human world to harvest living beings.

"Are you so confident that you can kill us?"

Jun Wuxie stared coldly at the youth, took two steps forward, and blocked Xu Daoling, Kongxu, and Ji Beilan behind him.

The youth smiled dumbly upon hearing this.

He shook his head and said, "How can an ant shake a tree? How can an ant fight an eagle?"

"Tch! Act like your sister's big-tailed wolf!"

Xu Daoling was unhappy looking at his confident and flamboyant appearance.

Damn it, this guy is too good at acting.

He actually regarded them as ants and compared himself to an eagle!

"What's the use of anger?" The youth walked towards them, his steps not fast, but the rhythm was strong. Every step he took, the ground of the hall seemed to pulsate.

This kind of rhythm was transmitted to the hearts of Xu Daoling and the others, as if stepping on their hearts, causing a feeling of chest tightness, shortness of breath, and difficulty breathing.

There was an inexplicable strong sense of oppression in their hearts.

"You are destined not to live today, but the process of death can be chosen." The youth's mouth was full of cruel colors, and he said as he walked: "I am a kind person, so I will give you two choices. First, take the initiative to offer all the things you obtained in the Nanshan Secret Realm and tell the reason why Xiao Tianming was exasperated in the Nanshan Secret Realm, so that you can die more simply. Second, you resist me to the end and die slowly in endless humiliation and despair."

"How do you know about the Nanshan Secret Realm? Do you know Xiao Tianming?"

Jun Wuxie was a little surprised. This disciple of the Kaitian Sword Sect actually knew so much.

The matter of the Nanshan Secret Realm, especially the later matter, should not be known to anyone else!

Could it be that someone was hiding in the dark and saw everything at that time, but he and Yan Qingcheng didn't notice?

"Kid, what do you want?" Kongxu said as he made a move to untie his belt, saying: "A pot of hot tea, or half a catty of hot shit?"

Pfft!

Ji Beilan suddenly burst out laughing.

Jun Wuxie: …

Xu Daoling: …

The two of them looked at the handsome Kongxu with surprised and shocked eyes.

"Looking for death!"

The sneer on the corner of the youth's mouth stiffened, and the muscles on his face twitched.

His pace quickened a bit, and his surging blood energy, like an ocean, boiled.

The Blood Energy Sword condensed, shuttling around his body, tearing apart the void.

The blazing killing intent instantly swept through the entire hall, causing the temperature here to drop sharply, as if entering a world of ice and snow.

"Don't be afraid, do him!"

Xu Daoling and Kongxu were eager to try, and Ji Beilan's arms also ignited with Qilin flames, ready for battle.

"You guys retreat!" Jun Wuxie's voice was low, looking at the doorway behind the huge light cocoon, and said: "Go there and wait for me!"

"No, we will advance and retreat together!"

They flatly refused. Now that they had broken through to the Heaven Cave Realm, their strength had skyrocketed, and they had confidence in their hearts.

"Retreat!"

Jun Wuxie shouted coldly, waved his hand, and a ray of sword light sizzled across the feet of Xu Daoling, Kongxu, and Ji Beilan, leaving a deep sword mark on the ground.

The aftermath of the sword energy forced them to retreat again and again.

"Eldest Brother!"

"Brother-in-law!"

"Let you retreat, don't affect me here!"

Jun Wuxie's expression was solemn, his eyes fixed on the approaching youth.

He smelled an extremely dangerous smell on the opponent's body, and a warning sign of facing death arose in his heart!

"Retreat? Where can they retreat to? How many strikes can you block me?"

The youth smiled, his thick black hair flying in the gust of wind as he walked forward.

The powerful aura formed a gust of wind, whistling and impacting.

Boom!

This gust of wind collided with the Gang wind rolled up by the blood energy released by Jun Wuxie, erupting with a roar.

The same power spread to the surrounding areas like a huge wave.

The youth's expression was indifferent and confident, carrying one hand behind his back, always forcing forward.

Jun Wuxie's body swayed slightly in this confrontation, almost being pushed back.

How could it be so strong?

His heart sank.

This youth is at most a King, definitely not reaching the level of an Ancient King, nor will he be a Quasi-Ancient King!

But this momentum is too strong!

Could it be that the realm suppression in this Trial Land is not the peak of the Star Chen Realm Third Change?