Ling Tian Sword God

As time passed, news of the Emperor’s Tomb spread widely across the Nine Provinces Land, continuously attracting strong figures from all sides to explore it.

Not only did families from the Nine Provinces Land come from afar, but also some hidden sects, even the barbarians from remote regions of the Nine Provinces Land arrived in Qinling, seeking to enter the Emperor’s Tomb to look for Emperor Qinling’s treasure.

At this time, a chaotic battle had already erupted on the first layer of the Emperor’s Tomb. Numerous strong figures were fighting fiercely with the Terracotta Army, their shouts shaking the heavens and the earth.

Though the Terracotta Army was stationed here, guarding the passage to the second layer under General Bai, his whereabouts had long been lost. After breaking the army’s defenses, those strong figures recklessly charged into the second layer.

"Haha, let us also get a share of Emperor Qinling’s treasure!"

A few Martial World people burst into laughter, swiftly rushing up the stairs to the second layer of the tomb.

However, as soon as they entered the tomb, suddenly a shadow akin to a ghost drifted in, spreading like a black mist before appearing on the tomb stairway, engulfing numerous Martial World people within.

Ah!

A piercing, agonizing scream was abruptly emitted, and within the enveloping black mist, those Martial World people swiftly turned into several skeletons, collapsing onto the ground, their flesh thoroughly consumed.

The black mist recondensed, transforming into the figure of a beautiful and alluring woman in white attire.

"Truly delicious, it’s been a while since I’ve tasted such exquisite blood."

The woman in white licked her crimson tongue, completely licking away the blood on her lips.

Behind the woman in white were several ghost-like shadows emerging, their footsteps seeming utterly silent, making their presence undetectable.

Leading these figures was a hooded, black-robed male accompanied by a young woman in black attire.

"Senior Mingyue, along the way you’ve devoured numerous strong figures, how well has your strength recovered?"

The young woman in black raised an eyebrow, her gaze falling on the alluring woman as she spoke.

"About sixty percent,"

The alluring woman casually said, "I’ve been too severely injured by those old fellows, Mysterious Heavenly Sword Saint and Void Buddhist Saint. Fully recovering isn’t something absorbing mere Essence Blood can accomplish."

"If I could absorb the Essence Blood of those top talents, like some Youth Kings, my recovery speed would surely increase significantly."

A gleam suddenly surfaced in the alluring woman’s pretty eyes.

This alluring woman was none other than the female demon released from the Demon Dragon Palace, Mingyue Heavenly Demon.

Upon hearing this, the young woman in black furrowed her brow, "Each Youth King is typically a highly valued genius of their respective Super Powers. If they are touched, it could easily alert the Seven Super Sects, affecting the lord’s plans."

At this moment, the hooded, black-robed male nodded as well, "The death of a Youth King has a massive impact, Senior Mingyue, for now, bear it patiently, achieving full recovery shouldn’t be rushed."

"Then I’ll go with your suggestion for now,"

Mingyue Heavenly Demon lightly nodded, but suddenly coldness surged in her gaze, "However, some can be ignored, but there’s one person who absolutely cannot be spared."

"Who?"

The hooded male’s gaze subtly shifted.

"A kid named Ling Chen."

Mingyue Heavenly Demon’s eyes grew increasingly cold, "That kid deceived me out of the Dragon Soul Pearl and wants to continue suppressing me in that wretched place. I’ve lived hundreds of years, never suffered such a humiliation from an ant. This kid must die, and I must kill him personally."

"Ling Chen? I know this person."

The young woman in black furrowed her brows, "He’s the top genius of Lingyue Island, a new generation Youth King titled the Ten Thousand Swords King. If this person is killed, Lingyue Island will likely go mad."

"As long as we’re cautious, how would Lingyue Island know who struck?"

Mingyue Heavenly Demon chuckled coldly and then glanced at the hooded, black-robed male, "You wouldn’t stop me, would you?"

She didn’t regard others in her eyes, but the person before her had a different status; she didn’t even know this person’s identity. She only knew they held high authority within the Human Demon Hall, commanding great influence, appearing young but with unfathomable strength.

Although the Human Demon Hall was a loosely organized entity, accommodating the Demon Way across the Nine Provinces Land, it lacked a particularly powerful ruling individual, instead comprising numerous strong demons, each governing independently, harboring mutual dissent. Evidently, this hooded, black-robed male was one among these formidable demons.

"If it can truly be done without leaving traces, then let it be as Senior wishes."

The hooded male spoke softly.

"Rest assured, this small matter, I can handle."

Mingyue Heavenly Demon breathed a sigh of relief and a cold arc rose at the corner of her mouth, Ling Chen, I wonder how you’ll escape my grasp this time?

"Let’s go!"

Swish, swish, swish!

With a movement, the hooded male dashed into the vast stairway, accompanied by consecutive whistling sounds, as several shadows followed in succession.

...

Mechanism City, underground labyrinth.

In a secluded secret chamber.

Ling Chen’s figure, akin to a stone Buddha, sat cross-legged in the chamber’s center, a faint layer of True Qi flowing over his body’s surface.

Finally, the True Qi entirely gathered into Ling Chen’s Dantian, completing a cycle of Zhou Tian.

Ling Chen slowly exhaled a breath, opened his eyes; nearly four days had passed, and his injuries were mostly healed.

"Injuries are finally healed, but even if I go out now, I’m no match for that old man, Saint Qian Yan."

Ling Chen pondered and then flipped his palm, a deep black fruit appeared in his hand, emanating a ghostly soul aura.

It was the Soul Ghostly Fruits.

"Why not seize this opportunity to form the Sword Spirit Embryo? Then even if confronting Saint Qian Yan, I won’t be as helpless and can possess the strength to fight."

A gleam appeared in Ling Chen’s eyes, and he opened his mouth, chewing and swallowing the Soul Ghostly Fruits.

As the fruit’s flesh passed down his throat, Ling Chen suddenly felt a cooling sensation spreading across every inch of his skin, flesh, and veins, finally gathering in his mind. As it entered, it was like transforming into ancient black pythons, stirring massive waves, charging toward the Sword Spirit Embryo at the center of Ling Chen’s mind!