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The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Art of Hell's Claw VS Art of Freezing Ice Heart – Part II.
"Hahahaha! Since when did the Hell's Tomb Sect become the Black Bat King's pet dog? It seems... you, this old man surnamed Xie, still want to curry favor with that Black Bat King."Why? Are you still convinced that your lord, the ugly bat, is dead? Do you still want to deny reality?" With a mocking voice, Bing Xin Mo taunted the leader of the Hell's Tomb Sect."Bastard! What do you mean by saying the Black Bat King is dead? Don't speak out of turn. Tonight's grand meeting was all organized by our leader, the Black Bat King!"Xie Wuming stared intently at Bing Xin Mo, his breath sounding ragged. His eyes flashed, and his anger surged.An aura of hostility instantly swept through the room, feeling like a bone-chilling cold wind.However, as if unafraid, Bing Xin Mo continued to insult him."Why are you foolish humans still denying the death of your lord? You are busy with grand gatherings, not noticing that the tide of war is about to begin."The white sect has already attacked, while y
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Zhi Zhu Shuang Ji.
The atmosphere suddenly froze as the voice echoed out, challenging the power of the Ice Heart Demon—Bing Xin Mo. All eyes were fixed on the two figures standing at the doorway of the cave, the entrance to the Sacred Tomb Sect's compound.They were a married couple who looked about sixty years old.The husband, despite his aging face, wore clothes that made him appear like a young man of twenty. His muscles protruded from underneath his tight-fitting clothes, showcasing his tall and well-built physique. His face was grim and cruel, while his white hair was left unbound.The wife, on the other hand, looked very presentable. Her snow-white hair was styled with clips, forming a neat bun on top of her head. A gold bun adorned with pearls added contrast to her aged and wrinkled face, which was still enhanced with heavy cosmetics."Who are these two crazy individuals?" whispered a cultivator in the crowd."They dare to challenge the Ice Heart Demon? Are they seeking death?" added another in
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact The Pulse of the Sword - Part I.
An old man wearing a red robe chimed in, "That's it, Zhu Hou is too arrogant. She should be taught a lesson."Another female cultivator, in a sarcastic tone, added, "She thinks she can defeat Bing Xin Mo with her dirty tricks? How naive.""Damn, shameless grannies!" screamed a black stream cultivator, a twenty-year-old young woman. Her face flushed with anger, her eyes flickering with disgust."The old woman has no morals!" shouted an older woman in red. From the start, she had hated Zhu Hou. "Why doesn't she cover her chest?"However, their commotion did not focus on Zhu Hou for too long.Snapping sounds rang out from the arena as Zhu Wang, the Spider King, looked enraged. He pounced on Bing Xin Mo with a shiny black sword, which clearly contained a very strong poison.When Zhu Wang's sword struck toward Bing Xin Mo, a pungent odor wafted everywhere, making the cultivators near the arena feel dizzy."Watch out... Black Spider Venom!" shouted a young cultivator, his eyes wide with fea
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Pulse of the Sword - Part II.
However, just as a sense of pride overflowed in Bing Xin Mo's chest and cultivator hysteria filled the atmosphere, a voice suddenly spoke in a cold tone. The voice was scornful, but it was so loud that it overpowered the commotion.The sound was piercing to the ears, like the night wind bringing bad news."Bing Xin Mo! Shameless old demon. Appointing himself as the leader of the black sect... when in fact this Bat King is still alive!"BAM!The commotion among the cheering cultivators instantly turned into silence. Even if a single hair fell, it would have been clearly heard. The air that had been filled with excitement now felt heavy and oppressive.The voice spoke in a soft yet threatening tone, sounding like a whisper in the ears of every cultivator. They all got goosebumps, imagining how powerful the person speaking was."Insolent! Who are you? If you're a man... let’s not hide! Show your face, and we’ll fight to determine the truth of my words! Don’t dare to speak furtively like
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Era of Chaos – Part I.
"So let’s get to the bottom of it now! Who deserves to be called the Great Leader of the Black Sect?" he continued in a tone full of authority and menace.As soon as he finished speaking, Bianfu Wang's body disappeared into a beam of dark light.WUSHBing Xin Mo gasped at the swift attack. He immediately released a stream of pure, poisonous air and slashed with his signature sword art."Frozen Ice Heart Sword Slash!"Cracking sounds rang out as Bing Xin Mo made the air freeze. Everyone instantly shivered, and many fell unconscious from the extreme cold.However, Bianfu Wang did not reduce his flying speed. His hand was already holding an old and cracked iron object, an ancient artifact. His lips softly uttered a word."Sword Pulse!"PANG!A violent clash ensued, and Bing Xin Mo's eyes widened in disbelief when he saw the air crack as the Sword Pulse struck and shattered his Ice Heart Sword.It didn’t stop there; Bing Xin Mo felt incomparable pain as the Sword Pulse sliced through his
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Era of Chaos – Part II.
The sound of thunderous shouts rang out, flooding the underground room with electrifying euphoria.Over a thousand cult leaders prostrated themselves and worshipped the Black Bat King, who stood on top of a dried-up branch of the oak tree.The faint glow of oil lamps and torches illuminated his figure dressed in a dark black robe, making him look like a terrifying giant bat.It was an oppressive and terrifying sight! The Black Bat King's shadow seemed to extend across the stone walls, giving the impression that he was part of the darkness itself.The meeting of the Black Stream cultivators began with a tense atmosphere. The dimly lit oil lamps and torches added to the gloomy ambiance in the large underground room.Tense and wary faces could be seen among the meeting participants.The main discussion was the cause of the disputes that had arisen, incurring the wrath of the White Sect. The sect leaders of the Black Stream whispered to each other, debating theories and speculations.As i
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Jin Hua Naynay's Noodle Shop - Part I.
After the Meeting in Xiang ForestAfter the cultivators of the cults returned from the meeting in Xiang Forest, the hatred and disputes between the two cults that had been trying to hold themselves back for a long time began to undergo an upheaval.The cold autumn air, coupled with the grudges burning in the hearts of the cultivators, intensified the tension between the two camps.It all started with the Silver Horse Expedition case. Ever since the incident in Qingsong Forest, where the leader and deputy leader of the Silver Horse Expedition were mysteriously killed, Young Master Tang Wei of the Tang Clan had been furious. His anger burned like an uncontrollable fire."This incident must be investigated! I suspect that there's a cult involved!" Tang Wei's voice echoed loudly, filling the Tang Family hall in the capital.He kicked the teak table, which broke in half. The power and force he applied in that moment of anger was the empty-handed art of the Khong Tong Sect. Wood chips flew
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Jin Hua Naynay's Noodle Shop - Part II.
"Deputy Leader Yuan, let’s take a short break at a roadside stall. Let’s drink a few cups of baijiu wine and eat hot noodle dumplings. I think it won’t hurt us, right?" Meng Jiang said while looking at Yuan Shuren.He didn’t know how long they had been traveling, but at this time of year, when the osmanthus leaves fell to the ground and the autumn breeze chilled their skin, every member of the expedition's stomach was rumbling.From a distance of ten meters, there was a hut made of bamboo with a thatched roof.The smell of garlic wafting from the meat broth made the twelve members of the expedition unable to hold back their drooling.The fragrance of the baijiu wine warming up in the fireplace, smelling up to ten meters away, made Meng Jiang unable to resist. With a nimble leap, he entered the simple food stall whose signboard read in large letters, "Jin Hua Nainai Tavern."(Jin Hua means Golden Flower, while Nainai means grandmother)"Jin Hua Nainai, please provide twelve large bowls
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Ten Moves for Glory.
"Isn't it possible that the Zhen Long pill, the grand prize we're after, will be brought in by an expert from the neighboring Empire. That would tarnish the face of all the cultivators of this country!" worried murmurs could be heard from various directions.Meanwhile, on the other side, the Five Star Sect seats that were filled with an aura of majesty seemed to flinch. Even so, dissatisfaction was clearly visible in their eyes. Everyone there was angry, though restrained themselves very well."Should I go forward?" Zhou Wen, the young genius of the Blue Sky Sect, asked quietly to his Sect Leader, Liang Tiancheng. The look in his eyes signaled his readiness to act."No need," Liang Tiancheng replied, his voice firm. "There are still four other Five Star Sects ranked below you. Stay in your seat, show your attitude as a supreme power holder."Zhou Wen nodded, accepting the order with humility. Although his desire to advance was strong, he still respected his leader's decision.With thi
Ten Minutes to Triumph.
"Look, Li Yong from Xuehua Academy. Are you going to face me with the Sacred Heart Sword move?" asked Bao Xuan in a calm tone, yet there was a mocking tone in it.He fanned his sweaty body, his face showing a hint of fatigue from the previous fight.The presence of the two geniuses of the Five Star Sect was indeed quite draining for Bao Xuan, although he still tried to maintain his imperious appearance.Then, Bao Xuan clapped loudly, and suddenly a man emerged from the crowd. The man looked unknown, but he was carrying a bottle of water and a pill. The imperial officials standing around the stage allowed the man to approach Bao Xuan without hindrance.With a sly smile that expressed satisfaction, Bao Xuan accepted the drink and pills. After taking a sip, he calmly said to Li Yong,"Is Young Swordsman Li Yong willing to give me ten minutes to recover energy? Isn't it tantamount to cheating if you win a fight without giving your opponent a chance to recover after fighting twice in a row
Fan and Shadow Clash.
All eyes were fixed on the stage as the excitement grew.The screeching sound of the demon skull's claws caused a strong wind to whip up, adding to the tension in the air.White smoke billowed out with a choking tension, covering the battle area like an icy fog covering a frozen landscape.Amidst the mist, there was no sound of Bao Xuan howling in pain, as if he was untouched by Wei Qiang's attack.The silence added to the anxiety in the hearts of the audience, making them wonder:"Is Bao Xuan really that tough? Even Wei Qiang of the Black Shadow Sect couldn't defeat him in ten moves?""Let's hope that at the end of this attack, Wei Qiang will come out victorious!"The audience prayed silently, full of worry.Bao Xuan's extremely confident actions earlier had planted a seed of doubt in their minds. The roar of the crowd filled the air, adding to the tension and anticipation of the outcome of this fight.Just then, the cold winter wind blew, the white smoke from Wei Qiang's attack bega
Bao Xuan Sang Roque Cultivator.
The contest rules prohibiting a fight to the death no longer mattered to him. His resolve was made—if necessary, he would drag Bao Xuan into the abyss of death together."In that case, prepare to die!" shouted Jiang Hui, his voice echoing, shaking the arena filled with spectators. His sword flashed, slashing through the air with unimaginable speed, as if about to split the sky.In an instant, a sword beam emitting silver light spread across the entire stage, forming a powerful vortex of energy. Snow flakes flew out, blown by the sharp gusts of wind caused by his sword movements, creating the illusion of a blizzard enveloping the entire arena.However, as the sword light and snow flakes faded, and the rumbling sound that resembled crashing waves subsided, Bao Xuan was still standing tall in the center of the stage.His body did not flinch in the slightest. His face remained calm, even looking a little bored. His handsome face exuded a haughty air, while the faint smile that graced his
The Meeting of Dragons Begins – Part II.
If only there wasn't a rule prohibiting the Five Star Sect from competing with the Four Star Sect, the geniuses of the Five Star Sect might have already stepped onto the stage to humiliate Jiang Hui who was now standing arrogantly before everyone.When everyone was almost certain that Jiang Hui would win the Dragon Meeting for geniuses of the Four Star Sect, suddenly a shadowy figure flashed at an incredible speed, difficult for ordinary eyes to follow.In an instant, a young man was standing on the stage, stealing the show with his striking appearance.The young man looked like a descendant of nobility, no more than twenty years old. He wore a soft blue tunic with intricate patterns, showing his status and wealth. The long jacket that covered his heels was made of selected silk, flowing gracefully in the cold winter wind, adding a sense of elegance to his figure.His face was handsome, but a sardonic smile was clearly etched on his lips. He wore the typical skullcap of an imperial of
The Meeting of Dragons Begins.
As they spoke, the crowd around them intensified, and the sound of the gong resounding three times signaled that the "Meeting of Dragons" event was about to begin."The Dragon Meeting is about to begin!" whispered Ouyang Fai enthusiastically, his voice almost drowned out by the noise.Amidst the hustle and bustle, the sound of heavy, echoing horse hooves began to sound from the direction of the imperial palace. The sound grew closer, distracting everyone's attention.When the anticipated figure appeared, there was a moment of silence, only to be broken by the crowd's amazement.A war knight clad in silver armor, which shone in the sunlight, appeared gallantly on a pure white horse like snow.The horse's steps were slow but steady, adding an aura of majesty to the scene. The horse, more surprisingly, had wide wings that looked shiny, adding a magical and mysterious feel to the whole appearance."Suiji Ma!" "Sembrani Horse!" shouted several people in the crowd, their voices full of admi
Surprise after surprise.
Eadric Rong watched the man standing in the center of the crowd with a sharp gaze. The man looked majestic and imposing, surrounded by Golden Sword Sect disciples marching in a respectful manner.Amidst the echoing cheers and shouts from the audience, Eadric Rong remained calm, unperturbed by the crowd around him. The sounds of applause and cheers praising the Golden Sword Sect blended together, creating a very festive atmosphere on the field."Is he the so-called Leader Shen Yutian, the leader of the Golden Sword Sect?" asked Eadric Rong inwardly, his sharp eyes scrutinizing every detail of the man's appearance curiously.Shen Yutian stood in an authoritative manner among his disciples, wearing robes that seemed to glow with a golden color under the light of the crescent moon.The robe, though similar in design to the Taoist Priest's clothing, was made of fine silk that drifted gently around his body, adding a sense of luxury.His hair was neatly combed up, forming a bun that was hel
Arrival of Invited Guests.
In the invited guests' quarters of the Jin Shuang Imperial court, the atmosphere was suddenly tense as the Black Shadow Sect Leader, Gong Fang, appeared. The oppressive aura he spread pervaded the air, making everyone present feel a tense pressure.Everyone's gaze was instantly lowered, crushed by his dominant presence.However, the oppressive aura soon faded.Suddenly, a well-dressed man in a dark blue velvet robe appeared with a confident stride."Xue Hua Academy," "Isn't that martial arts academy leader Xue Hua?"Whispers ensued, and all the spotlight instantly moved to the newly arrived figure, who was called from Xue Hua Academy.Apparently, the appearance of this newly arrived figure, although not much different in age from Gong Fang, but his young-looking face, like a young man in his twenties, exudes an alluring charisma.His dramatic appearance caught everyone's attention.As a newcomer to the Jin Shuang Empire, Eadric Rong was clearly confused by the names of the night's cel
Arriving at Capital.
Eadric Rong made the long journey on foot to Xuefeng Du Town, spending nearly two months on the winding, challenging roads.He deliberately chose the grueling overland journey, using every opportunity to practice the Ferris Wheel Sword Art and meditate in an attempt to break through to the Golden Lotus Swordsman level.However, no matter how hard he tried, every attempt ended in vain, as if there was an invisible wall blocking his progress."I really need to get Zhen Long Pills to break through to the Golden Lotus Swordsman level," Eadric Rong muttered to himself as he stood before the East gate of Xuefeng Du City.The towering city fortress, painted in a faded gray-white color, stood firmly in front of him. The road above the fort was lined with soldiers on patrol, creating a haunting atmosphere but at the same time providing a sense of security for the townspeople.One of the soldiers guarding the entrance, a man with a hard face and a sharp gaze, glanced at Eadric Rong."Daozhang,
