The spirit of the mysterious sword artifact grew increasingly excited as it delved deeper into an area filled with evil spirits. The further it ventured, the more powerful the evil spirits it encountered became. In the deepest part of the region, not only black tigers roamed, but a variety of terrifying beasts with monstrous forms and immense strength also appeared. Yet, all these creatures shared one common trait: they were formed entirely from evil spirits.Among them were beings with power equivalent to peak Earth King warriors and even some comparable to Sky King warriors of levels one through five. However, the most horrifying presence was an evil spirit with power nearly reaching half the strength of a level-nine Martial Emperor—far surpassing even Emperor She himself.“Hahaha! No matter how strong you are, as long as you’re created from evil spirits, you’re nothing more than food for me!” The spirit of the mysterious sword artifact laughed gleefully, brimming with confidence. “

Fa Wa looked at Daniel, who had now reached the fourth rank of the Sky King Warrior level. A mix of pride and concern filled his eyes. "Daniel, are you truly sure you want to leave now?"Daniel stared at the patriarch firmly, his determination unwavering. "Patriarch, I can no longer hold myself back. I must investigate Brother Tian’s death. If I can eliminate many black sect warriors, the Empire will undoubtedly take notice of me. At that moment, I’ll be able to uncover the truth about Brother Tian’s death."Fa Wa sighed heavily. "You don't need to take such a difficult path to enter the Palace. With your current realm, the Empire would surely recruit you. Few in your generation have reached the Sky King Warrior level, let alone the fourth rank. The Empire will notice you regardless."Daniel remained resolute. "Patriarch, I’ve reached this realm thanks to the cultivation techniques Brother Tian gave me. I owe him everything. If he truly was killed by black sect warriors, joining the E

After successfully eliminating many black sect warriors, the elders of the Blood Raven organization shifted their attention to Ziyan Rouxi. Their eyes were filled with hatred and worry as they watched the young woman effortlessly decimate their forces."Stop that girl! Don’t let her continue slaughtering our troops!" King Wujhi shouted, his voice full of rage as he commanded the elders of Blood Raven.Several elders, battle-hardened with decades of experience, immediately charged at Ziyan Rouxi, who was still hovering in the air. They hoped to stop her before more of their soldiers fell.However, Ziyan Rouxi showed no fear as the elders approached. With a chilling calmness, she dived sharply from the sky, her sword adorned with red rose engravings ready to tear through her enemies. As she swung her sword, dozens of red roses appeared, spinning rapidly like tops and darting toward the attacking elders.Clang! Clang! Clang!The sound of clashes echoed in the air as the elders' weapons c

With the power of a Second-Rank Semi-Martial Emperor, Xiao Tian could hover in the air. From above, he observed the surrounding area. In the distance, his eyes caught sight of a group traveling along the road. The group consisted of Earth King and Sky King warriors, escorting someone in a horse-drawn carriage. Judging by the number and strength of the guards, it was clear that the person inside held a very high status.Xiao Tian landed a short distance away from them, then casually walked toward the group. Seeing his approach, the guards immediately halted their horses and eyed him with heightened vigilance. His appearance, wearing nothing but tattered pants, made him look like someone who had just emerged from the wilderness. However, his aristocratic, handsome face somewhat eased their tension.The leader of the group, a stern-faced warrior with a drawn sword in his hand, quickly dismounted. "Sir, what do you want from us?" he asked politely, though inwardly he suspected the young m

No one dared to follow Xiao Tian. They were not foolish. In their minds, Xiao Tian was merely a member of the younger generation, but if someone from the younger generation was this powerful, how strong could the older generation behind him, his supporters, possibly be? Surely, they must be among the most powerful existences in the martial arts world.---After traveling for eight full days, the city of Taipei finally appeared before Xiao Tian. His expression turned cold, filled with a murderous aura as he observed the bustling scenery of the city. Beneath the crowds of martial artists thronging the city, his disgust grew even stronger. What disappointed him the most was that the martial artists gathered here were not from the black sect but the white sect—the ones supposedly upholding justice.Xiao Tian’s sharp gaze immediately locked onto Ziyan Rouxi, who was surrounded from all sides. Around her, a few martial artists were desperately trying to protect her from the oncoming attacks