I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

What?! He's going to destroy the Spirit Pearl again?!

People who were just amazed by Shen Ming's performance began to think he had gone mad.

The Misty Palace is insignificant in the eyes of cultivators in the Upper Realm. Whether they offend or kill it, they can simply walk away.

Could the Misty Palace possibly pursue them all the way to the battlefield beyond the realm?

The Spirit Race is different. They are a powerful race in the pure land of the outer battlefield. Those who can participate in the hunt all have royal blood.

There was a time when a cultivator from the lower realm offended the Spirit Race and fled back to his own continent, thinking he was safe and sound.

As a result, the Spirit Race invaded the lower realm and uprooted it completely.

Not to mention the Ice Spirit Clan, there are other spirit clans in Tianshui City.

For example, a humanoid creature made entirely of rock, its brown body interwoven with spiritual patterns.

Rock Spirits!

Madness!

When the Rock Spirit Clan heard Shen Ming call for the Spirit Clan to kill, they were all indignant, believing that this human looked down on their Spirit Pearl lineage.

"Do you think that by killing a few ants you have the right to challenge the Spirit Race?" the Ice Spirit Race's quasi-king shouted.

Ants?

The only remaining Supreme Elder of the Misty Palace dared not speak out in anger. They had suffered heavy losses, losing a divine son like Qin Yuanhao, as well as two Supreme Elders.

In the eyes of the Eldar, it was so insignificant.

Without wasting words, Shen Ming killed his way from the city wall straight to the Misty Palace.

The black dragon followed closely behind, casting a huge shadow over Tianshui City. The dragon's majesty made people tremble.

The black dragon's destructive urges began to take hold. Looking at the magnificent buildings below, it longed to unleash a dragon's thunderbolt and destroy everything.

However, he still held back, because the Dragon Lord did not like that.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Ming had arrived above the Misty Palace and was confronting the Quasi-King.

A quasi-king, at the fourth level of the half-step Dominator Realm, already possessing the aura of a king.

This quasi-king is an elder of the Ice Spirit Clan and also the protector of Frostfeather.

Just as he was about to unleash his swift and decisive attack, a figure flew out from the Misty Palace—it was Frost Feather.

He had muscles and bones as smooth as ice and jade, and his blue eyes shone with golden light, which meant that royal blood flowed through his veins.

Surrounded by a white, frigid aura, he resembled a moving glacier.

"I should have realized it sooner. How could such beauty be possessed by ordinary mortals?"

Frosty Feather was fearless. He knew that Shen Ming was killing on behalf of Li Miaozhen, and he did not hide the fact that he was the mastermind behind it all.

Finally, he coldly demanded, "State your name and origin."

“The dead don’t need to know,” Shen Ming said.

"Do you even know who I am? How dare you say such a thing!" Shuangyu sneered.

The quasi-king beside him hesitated. He had seen the strength Shen Ming had just displayed and was somewhat worried.

“It doesn’t matter. His destructive power is astonishing, but that doesn’t mean his killing power is astonishing. I’m here for the hunting battle, so why should I be afraid of a fight?” Shuangyu said.

He realized that the Hengyu Cauldron was indeed domineering, capable of destroying celestial phenomena and sinking Tianshan Mountain, but that did not mean that its power could be used as a regular combat force.

The Hengyu Cauldron is a counter to formations and taboos.

The Eldar disdain using these two things, and therefore are not under their control.

As for the divine power that killed Yun Qianqiu, Shuangyu did the same.

"Let's fight!"

Shuangyu reached out and grabbed at the air, and a long spear appeared out of thin air in her hand. It seemed to be made of ice from the heavens, indestructible and unstoppable.

As soon as the gun was fired, the temperature in Tianshui City plummeted, and the cold wind blew, causing frost to form on the eaves.

"Spirit Heaven Soldier!"

The most precious heirloom of the Spirit Clan.

When the beings of the Spirit Race die, they do not simply vanish into the world, but instead become pure ice crystals that can be used to forge Spirit Heavenly Weapons!

The Yuan weapons, which correspond to the weapons of the human race, possess a corresponding spirituality, which is superior to the Dao weapons.

This is one of the reasons why the Eldar are so powerful.

"Ice God - Seal!"

Shuangyu pointed the Spirit Heaven Spear forward, and Shen Ming's spiritual energy surged, transforming into bone-chilling cold, causing the temperature to drop rapidly to freezing point.

Shuangyu raised an eyebrow triumphantly. He believed that his spiritual technique could freeze a fifth-order demon, and he was sure it could trap a human.

As a result, Shen Ming took a step forward, and his powerful body collided with the Xuanbing ice, producing a crisp sound.

With another step, all the mysterious ice shattered into fragments.

Shen Ming was able to travel back and forth within the snow mountain region using only his physical body.

The chill of the frost-covered feathers was negligible.

Eternal darkness!

Shen Ming's eyes flashed with a dazzling golden light as he stared directly into Shuang Yu's eyes.

Shuangyu instinctively met her gaze, and immediately plunged into absolute darkness. Not only could she not see, but even her divine sense was rendered useless.

He lost his balance and flew through the sky like a kite with a broken string.

The Hengyu Cauldron was imbued with an unstoppable killing intent, accompanied by wind and thunder, its roar sounding as if the heavens were enraged.

Shuangyu was facing a fatal blow, completely unaware that Hengyu Ding was about to strike.

Many people covered their mouths, as if they could already see Shuangyu's icy, jade-like flesh and bones shatter.

"presumptuous!"

As a protector, the Ice Spirit Clan's Quasi-King naturally wouldn't stand idly by. He exhaled a breath of frost, freezing the Hengyu Cauldron.

Although Hengyu Cauldron eventually broke through the ice, the other members of the Ice Spirit Clan also saved Shuangyu.

"So this is the Spirit Race? They talk big, but they immediately ask for help." The black dragon mocked loudly, attacking indiscriminately and completely ignoring the other Spirit Race members in the city.

As a member of the dragon race, he was qualified to say this, but everyone felt a little awkward thinking about how the dragon addressed the boy as "Lord Dragon Lord" repeatedly.

"Despicable! If you've got the guts, fight me head-on!"

When Frostfeather broke free from the eternal darkness, she discovered that everyone was looking at her with the same eyes they would use to look at a loser.

After listening to his tribesmen's description, he knew what had just happened, and he was both shocked and furious.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Shen Ming charged forward with his sword drawn.

With a sword?

The sudden change caught everyone off guard. Wasn't the young man's strength supposed to be his natal magic weapon?

The next second, the world changed drastically.

A single sword's light chills nineteen provinces, its sword energy stretches across thirty thousand miles!

The aura of authority that Shen Ming exuded far surpassed that of his swordplay earlier.

"presumptuous!"

Seeing that he was being ignored, the quasi-king was about to make a move when he saw the Hengyu Cauldron hurtling towards him.

Ok?

The quasi-king looked at the Hengyu Cauldron, then at Shen Ming holding the sword, somewhat bewildered.

How can someone multitask without losing power? Is there a second person involved?

The battle suddenly turned into Shen Ming facing off against Shuang Yu and the Quasi-King.

Hengyu Ding's power was immense and heavy, and even the quasi-king's icy aura was difficult to withstand, leaving him unable to spare any hands to provide assistance.

"Well done!"

Shuangyu indicated that she did not need to be saved, and stepped forward with her gun. She was confident that she could defeat Shen Ming as long as he did not use the Eternal Darkness he had just used.

However, this confidence didn't even last half a minute.

Shuangyu discovered that this human's swordsmanship was terrifyingly powerful, even more exaggerated than Hengyu Ding's.

What he didn't know was that the Mingxin Sword had developed cracks after he used the Heavenly Tribulation Sword repeatedly last time, making it impossible to continue using the Heavenly Tribulation Sword.

Even so, Shuangyu was repeatedly defeated by the Wuji Sword Dao.

Shen Ming seemed to be sculpting an ice sculpture, with ice shards flying all over this prodigy of the Ice Spirit Clan.

"Elder, save me!"

At the last moment, Frostfeather shouted loudly.

Over there, the quasi-king was facing a fierce attack from Hengyu Ding and was too busy to defend himself.