Chapter 508: Chapter 508: Demon Emperor Awakens
When they saw the scene of the quadruplet brothers spitting blood in the air, their faces instantly fell into a dazed state. The quadruplet brothers, relying on the Four-Colored Divine Fist, were invincible in the Blood Wolf Mountain Range. Anyone who stood in their way would be vanquished. But now, they had lost, and lost to a young man.
"The young people nowadays are truly terrifying!"
An old martial artist in a gray robe shook his head with a bitter smile, sighing in his heart that this was indeed the era of young people, and they were completely old.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
At the moment the middle-aged man in red was injured, how could Chu Ming let go of such a good opportunity? His fingers quickly flicked and stretched, and four sword lights burst out, shooting straight at the four. The air exploded wherever they passed.
"Run!!"
The middle-aged man in red turned pale, shouting in surprise, and turned to flee at his fastest speed, transforming into a stream of light charging toward the sky.
Poof, poof, poof...
Unable to escape in time, the bodies of the other three were directly pierced by the sword lights, their spirits annihilated. Their bodies collapsed to the ground with a rumble. Chu Ming extended his right hand, sucking the storage rings of all three into his palm without checking them. He then pursued the red-robed man in the air.
Whoosh!
At full speed, Chu Ming streaked across the sky like a meteor. Before his breakthrough, his top speed should have been half the speed of sound. Now, having broken through to the Guiyuan Realm Fifth Heaven, his full-speed performance vaguely reached the speed of sound.
"Do you really want to kill us all?"
The middle-aged man in red shouted in horror at Chu Ming, internally full of fear, as he had thought he could escape this calamity, only for reality to pour cold water over his hopes.
Whoosh!
Chu Ming kept silent, closing the distance between them. His right hand suddenly raised the Star Trace Sword, swinging a vaguely ethereal sword light, causing the space around to undulate like ripples on water.
Poof...
A fine line of blood appeared on the back of the middle-aged man in red, rapidly expanding. In an instant, it spread across his entire back.
"Ah!"
The middle-aged man in red let out a scream, his whole body was cleaved into two, with blood scattering through the sky.
Whoosh!
Chu Ming reached out with his right hand, a storage ring flew into his palm, still stained with fresh blood.
Poof!
With a slight movement, Chu Ming vanished from his original place, flying off into the distance.
In mid-air, Chu Ming extended his spiritual sense into the four storage rings, examining the spoils of his battle.
In the four storage rings, he found a total of over 300,000 upper-grade spirit stones and about 40 million middle-grade spirit stones. With a flash of light, an old book appeared in his hand.
Four-Colored Divine Fist!
Chu Ming casually flipped through the pages and then tossed the book back into one of the storage rings. The Four-Colored Divine Fist was an Earth Level Top Tier Martial Technique, which should have considerable power when mastered.
But the cultivation conditions were too demanding. The Four-Colored Divine Fist had four forms, requiring four people whose minds were in perfect sync, each to master one form. Only by combining all four forms could the full power of the Four-Colored Divine Fist be unleashed.
This technique was a treasure for the quadruplet brothers, but for others, it was utterly impractical, likely fetching only a modest price at auction.
Chu Ming continued his flight in the sky, clouds flowing rapidly behind him. As he grew familiar with his own speed, his pace gradually increased, unconsciously surpassing the speed of sound significantly.
...
Here, there was neither heaven nor earth, not even a sense of time. The surroundings were brilliantly starry, like a rotating starry sky, with faint radiations of light, and black meteors hundreds of meters in diameter floating in mid-air, deeply mysterious.
Following the direction of these black meteors, at the end, there was a small continent like a mountain range, roughly one-tenth the size of the Celestial Martial Continent. These mountain ranges were pitch black, covered in shadows, and countless black figures flew through the mountains densely packed, like a swarm of locusts.
This place bore a name that struck terror into the hearts of all martial artists throughout the Celestial Martial Continent.
Restricted Area!
When the Restricted Area appeared, corpses piled up by the millions, rivers of blood flowed; it wasn’t just a simple saying.
In the Ancient Era, the entire Restricted Area once attacked the Celestial Martial Continent, nearly slaughtering half of it. If not for the Ancient Sword Emperor using the Human Dao Sword to heavily wound the Demon Emperor, the entire Celestial Martial Continent might have been destroyed long ago.
With the Demon Emperor wounded, the myriad demons restrained themselves, additionally owing to the emergence of the Emperor of Creation and the Emperor of Destruction on the Celestial Martial Continent, the Restricted Area had been considerably restrained.
Upon closer inspection, those densely packed figures turned out to be countless demons, covered in metal, with twin horns, long fangs, and rapid-fanning wings that were in no way inferior to ordinary Guiyuan Realm martial artists.
Buzz, buzz!
The entire black mountain trembled lightly, chaotic streams of air wildly swirling in all directions. A powerful pressure emanated from the mountain’s center, spreading from nothingness, growing larger and finally encompassing the entire Restricted Area.
Boom!
All the demons in the Restricted Area showed faces of fear, trembling in mid-air as they looked in terror towards the mountain’s center.
Boom!
An apocalyptic black light glyph shot to the sky, the surroundings fell into taboo. From within the black light glyph, a dark-faced middle-aged man stepped out slowly, his face ordinary, but his eyes crimson, and a deep demonic mark traced between his brows, like a tightly shut divine eye.
"All hail the Emperor!"
"All hail the Emperor!"
"All hail the Emperor!"
...
At the moment the dark-faced middle-aged man appeared, the whole Restricted Area fell silent, followed by a tsunami-sized roar as the countless demons all prostrated themselves on the ground, heads touching the earth in worship, expressions sincere.
"After tens of thousands of years, I have finally reawakened!"
The dark-faced middle-aged man was the ruler of the entire Restricted Area, the Demon Emperor.
The Demon Emperor lightly extended his pale right hand, slowly clenched it, space in his palm, like paper, quietly shattered. The spatial turbulence that would make any Life and Death Realm King turn pale left no trace in his palm.
"Where are the Black Demon Nether King, the White Stone Demoness, the Demon Blood Horn King, the Giant Elephant Battle King, and the Spider Illusion King?"
Gazing through the entire Restricted Area, the Demon Emperor’s body ignited with demonic flames surging to the heavens. Though his voice was not loud, it clearly resounded throughout the entire Restricted Area. These five demon kings were his left and right hands who had followed him in campaigns across the south and north during the Ancient Era, their strength exceptional, surpassing typical titled emperors by a fair margin.
"White Stone Demoness pays respects to the Demon Emperor!"
Buzz!
The space rippled like a water curtain, and a stunning woman emerged from within. Her slender arms were as flawless as jade, but most strikingly, her lower body was entirely made of white stones, gleaming brightly, dazzling to the eye.
The White Stone Demoness’s hair fluttered, like serpents dancing in the air, her eyes a dark hue.