Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The army of Corpse Spirits surged forward like a tide.

The five leaders and a Corpse Spirit King stood in place, their eyes filled with bloodthirsty cruelty.

With a boom, Jun Wuxie's golden blood energy surged forward like a wave in the ocean, instantly sending several Corpse Spirits at the Star River Realm, first and second level, flying, knocking down a large number of those behind them.

Lingfei followed behind him, using the Great Healing Technique to repair the physical damage caused by his use of the Primordial Military Disassembly.

The roar of dragons and the howl of tigers echoed here, never ceasing.

Jun Wuxie advanced forcefully, with the True Dragon and Fierce Tiger accompanying him, charging forward.

The army of Corpse Spirits was constantly blasted away, some disintegrating on the spot under the force of his fists.

This scene made the corners of Jin Xuanyu's eyes, who was hiding in the small mountain range, twitch violently, and the muscles on his face twitched non-stop.

"Damn it! How could that lowly ant with a low cultivation level become so strong! In just a few days, could it be that he has broken through to the Star Chen Realm?"

He trembled with anger. A bug that he didn't even care about now showed such strength, advancing all the way forward, unstoppable and invincible!

"When the Corpse Spirit leaders attack, you will surely be severely injured. I'll wait and see the show! Today, you are destined to die in my hands!"

He gritted his teeth, already planning it in his heart.

Even if Jun Wuxie was not injured in the end and retreated completely, he would inevitably suffer huge consumption in such a fierce battle.

His forbidden technique would be difficult to use again in a short time, and his strength would drop significantly.

At that time, if he took action again, he could suppress him with a flip of his hand!

Down the mountain.

Jun Wuxie was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and no Corpse Spirit could get close to his body.

The golden True Dragon and Fierce Tiger evolved from the Dragon-Tiger Strength swept across all directions, destroying everything in their path!

A golden blood energy sphere propped up on his body surface, constantly refining these Corpse Spirits. The pure spiritual energy poured into the cave like a roaring river, and then was transformed into life blood essence and stored.

In a very short period of time, he was almost about to charge to the front of the Corpse Spirit leaders and the King.

At this time, the eyes of the Corpse Spirit leaders and the King shifted from him to Lingfei behind him.

Roar!

Suddenly, the Corpse Spirit King let out a low roar.

The army of Corpse Spirits, which was attacking frantically, stopped upon hearing the sound and quickly retreated.

"Your Highness, why are you with a human?"

The Corpse Spirit King hurriedly stepped forward, his blood-colored eyes filled with awe and incomprehension.

Your Highness?

Jun Wuxie was stunned. This Corpse Spirit King had actually cultivated his own intelligence and used his divine sense to simulate human language.

Why would he call Lingfei "Your Highness"?

"There is no need for you to question what I do. Step back!" Lingfei looked at the Corpse Spirit King coldly and said, "Take your army away from here and don't bother us again!"

"Yes! We receive Your Highness's decree!"

The Corpse Spirit King and the Corpse Spirit leaders knelt down together.

All the Corpse Spirit troops here knelt on the ground.

Jun Wuxie was dumbfounded.

Could it be like this?

Afterwards, the Corpse Spirit King got up, and when he was about to leave with his subordinates, he looked at the mountain road hesitantly and said, "Your Highness, those humans…"

"I will take care of it myself, no need for you to worry."

"Yes!"

The Corpse Spirit King and the five leaders took a deep look at Jun Wuxie and left with hundreds of Corpse Spirit troops.

On the ancient road up the mountain, the people of the Qingshan Sword Sect and the Dahe Sword Sect looked at this scene in shock.

When the army of Corpse Spirits suddenly retreated, they felt strange. When they looked down the mountain, their pupils contracted.

That Jun Wuxie was actually rampaging through the army of Corpse Spirits, as if entering an uninhabited land.

What is the identity of the woman behind him?

Why did those Corpse Spirits kneel before the woman?

Could it be that the woman is the true leader of the army of Corpse Spirits?

A female Corpse Spirit who has cultivated a human body?

At the same time, on that mountain range, the smile on Jin Xuanyu's face had already solidified.

His face was livid, and his heart was filled with shock.

The back of that woman gradually overlapped with the figure in his mind…

"No! Impossible!"

Thinking of the female Corpse Spirit who almost killed him, he felt a little absurd.

The aura of the female Corpse Spirit was too violent and terrifying. This woman exuded a fresh and pure temperament from top to bottom. The two were completely opposite, how could they be the same person!

But why would the Corpse Spirit leaders and the King kneel before that woman and leave like this?

He couldn't figure it out, and carefully recalled the situation of the female Corpse Spirit at that time.

His eyes kept flashing.

The situation of that female Corpse Spirit at that time seemed extremely unstable, and it was precisely because of this that he was able to escape.

"Could it be that the female Corpse Spirit has cultivated a body of flesh and blood and transformed into a pure intelligence. At that time, were the two intelligences in her body fighting for the dominance of the body, which caused her strength to be high and low?"

He speculated like this, thought about it carefully, and felt that this possibility was extremely high.

Now it seems that the female Corpse Spirit has successfully suppressed the bloodthirsty side and restored the pure intelligence side.

"Hmph, so that's how it is, it seems that your strength is not as good as before! Otherwise, with your pure intelligence, how could you not attack the army of Corpse Spirits? It's clear that your strength has fallen and you don't have that ability anymore!"

Thinking of this, the corners of Jin Xuanyu's mouth turned up slightly, and a cold killing intent reappeared on his face.

He lurked in the mountains, quietly watching.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain.

Jun Wuxie and Lingfei were stepping on the mountain path, heading towards the mountain.

He secretly asked Lingfei to dispel the doubts in his heart.

The Corpse Spirit King called her "Your Highness" because he sensed the aura of the Dark Evil sealed in her body.

The Corpse Spirits in this core area have a special sense of the aura of the source of evil energy within the world rift.

The evil energy in Lingfei's body is the origin level of these evil energies.

Even if she suppressed the Dark Evil in her body without leaking it at all, the Corpse Spirit King and the Corpse Spirit leaders could still perceive it through the sense of the origin of the evil energy in their bodies.

After all, they themselves are condensed from evil energy and spiritual energy.

… …

Along the narrow mountain road, they came to the mountainside.

When entering the wide area, they were not blocked by the disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect and the Dahe Sword Sect.

The disciples of these two sects had a very tacit understanding and all retreated to both sides of the road.

Everyone was silent and could not see any expression.

"You are very smart."

Jun Wuxie glanced at the disciples of the two sects.

There were fifty or sixty people here.

They all didn't speak, no one responded, just looked at him quietly.

He was too lazy to waste his breath with these people and went straight to the top of the mountain.

He was in front, and Lingfei followed behind.

"Jun Wuxie! What do you want to do? That is the Heart of the Sword King left by a Sect King expert of our Qingshan Sword Sect thousands of years ago. It contains the life, true energy, and essence of swordsmanship of that senior!"

A disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect roared angrily, his face full of anger and unwillingness.

"It's really a waste of your talent if you don't go to the opera troupe to act."

Jun Wuxie sneered in his heart. These guys deliberately pointed it out, didn't they just want to use him to get the Heart of the Sword King?

"What do you mean? Don't even think about taking the crystallization left by my sect's predecessors!"

The disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect was filled with indignation, and immediately the others also expressed indignation.

One by one, they looked like they had suffered great grievances and were being bullied.

Jun Wuxie ignored it. He now felt an extremely strong sense of oppression, coming from all directions.

It was as if mountains were crushing his body, accompanied by some tearing force.

"Lingfei, don't move forward."

He suddenly stopped and turned to Lingfei.

Lingfei was stunned, hesitating to speak.

"Your situation cannot be allowed to go wrong."

He said via voice transmission.

In the end, Lingfei did not insist anymore.

The evil energy here was too strong, close to the world rift, which did have a great impact on her.

It was easy to stimulate the Dark Evil suppressed in her body.

Jun Wuxie continued to move forward.

Rumble!

His footsteps fell, and the entire ancient road shook.

Now, his position was less than two hundred meters away from the Heart of the Sword King.

At such a height, the squeezing and tearing force of the void was extremely strong. He had a feeling of tearing pain like being cut by a knife, and the skin on his body was red.

Looking at the distance of two hundred meters ahead.

He felt a great pressure in his heart.

Now, every time he moved up one meter, the crushing and tearing of the void force on his body was constantly increasing.

"Heart of the Sword King, I must get it!"

Jun Wuxie took a deep breath, and a faint golden light appeared on his skin.

One step, two steps, three steps…

He kept moving towards the Heart of the Sword King.

In this way, constantly shortening the distance.

When he was only fifty meters away from the Heart of the Sword King.

His whole body was covered with wounds, his flesh and blood were broken, and golden blood seeped out from the wounds, instantly disappearing without a trace under the power of the void.

The last fifty meters were as difficult as climbing to the sky for a warrior in the Cave Heaven Realm!

Rumble!

His body shook, and golden blood energy surged, constructing a golden blood energy sphere on the surface of his body.

Suddenly, the void force strangled the blood energy sphere, making a clanging sound.

On the mountainside, the people of the Qingshan Sword Sect and the Dahe Sword Sect held their breath, their eyes fiery.

They themselves could not get close to the Heart of the Sword King.

Now, Jun Wuxie was here, and his physical body was extremely strong. Only he could possibly obtain the Heart of the Sword King.

It could be said that he had become the hope for the disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect to obtain the Heart of the Sword King.

For the disciples of the Dahe Sword Sect, if Jun Wuxie obtained the Heart of the Sword King, then they would no longer have to be cannon fodder and die.

The disciples of the two sects all hoped in their hearts that he could successfully obtain the Heart of the Sword King.