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

Ignoring the attacks from the other quasi-kings, Shen Ming unleashed a barrage of punches at the Rock Spirit Quasi-King.

When other people used their supernatural powers to strike the Golden Flame Primordial Spirit, it was like throwing stones into the sea; only ripples were seen, with no sign of it breaking.

The Rock Spirit Quasi-King relied on his Immovable Mountain Divine Power to withstand countless ancient king punches without taking a single step back.

This is an innate talent of the Rock Spirit race.

The earth was his only support.

However, the undying wind and thunder of each punch were eroding the spiritual patterns on his body.

First, the spiritual runes on his right arm flickered rapidly a few times before becoming dull and lifeless.

The next moment, his entire right arm shattered at the shoulder.

"What are you doing for dinner?"

"The Rock Spirit Quasi-King rebuked angrily."

He endured so many attacks from Shen Ming, creating so many opportunities for others.

Under normal circumstances, Shen Ming would have been pulverized by the supernatural power long ago.

The other quasi-kings gritted their teeth; they all longed to capture Shen Ming and exchange him for that piece of immortal marrow.

Suddenly, the imperial general cried out in grief and indignation.

The devastating news arrived: the seventh prince, whom he was responsible for protecting, had died at the hands of that black dragon.

Enraged, the imperial general reached out to retract the Dragon Binding Rope, which bound the Golden Flame Primordial Spirit.

"Don't!"

A prince standing nearby immediately shouted.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Shen Ming seized the opportunity and retrieved the Mingxin Sword.

The Mingxin Sword transformed into a crimson streak in the hands of the primordial spirit.

Back in Tianshan City, the quasi-kings all knew that Shen Ming was a powerful sword cultivator.

His sword techniques were no less impressive than those fiery punches, and they were incredibly unpredictable.

"Completely under control!"

The imperial general said there was no need to worry, and the Dragon Binding Rope flashed like lightning, wrapping around the arm of the primordial spirit holding the sword.

The Dragon Binding Rope is indeed a treasure, much like an ordinary person being entangled by a python.

"Look, the man and his sword are together!" said the imperial general.

idiot!

The prince standing nearby cursed under his breath and immediately moved away.

The dragon-binding rope starts from the hilt of the sword and extends all the way to the shoulders.

Shen Ming cast a cold glance at him, released the Mingxin Sword, and only the end of the Binding Dragon Rope remained on the hilt.

"Sword Eleven: Nirvana!"

In an instant, the Mingxin Sword broke free of the Binding Dragon Rope and came hurtling towards them.

The imperial generals then realized the grave mistake they had made; sword cultivators possessed the ability to fly with swords.

Just now, by sheer accident, the Dragon Binding Rope entangled Shen Ming's natal flying sword, which can be considered quite clever.

Now, the Dragon Binding Rope, used on the impenetrable Golden Flame Primordial Spirit, has no positive effect whatsoever; instead, it has allowed the Bright Heart Sword to break free.

The team of several aspiring kings was formed on short notice and lacked chemistry.

A terrifying sword light shot into the sky, tearing black rifts into the space it passed through.

The flashing sword light contained countless images and powers.

The imperial general's anger vanished instantly, replaced by fear.

Fortunately, the heavy armor he wore was of high quality, made of celestial gold.

However, the moment the sword light touched the divine armor, the Heavenly Sword creaked under the strain.

The stable radiance became disordered, and as the sword light penetrated deeper, the first crack appeared on the divine armor. The crack spread rapidly, like an abyss that suddenly appeared in the darkness.

With a deafening roar, the armor could no longer withstand the sword strike and shattered completely.

The fragments flew in all directions, gradually turning into dust as they flew.

A fatal wound appeared on the chest and abdomen of the imperial general, and blood splattered everywhere.

Not only that, while wielding this sword, Shen Ming continued to punch the Rock Spirit Quasi-King with one arm, shattering his right arm.

This made the other prospective kings consider withdrawing.

Once Shen Ming shatters the Rock Spirit Quasi-King, that terrifying fist will fall upon them.

It would be better to leave now before you get injured, so you can save your own people.

Do you think he's the type to let this go?

As a result, a single sentence from a royal general dissuaded them from retreating.

Like a fool who gives up halfway through a rebellion, things have come to this point, and the grudges have been formed. How can we let it go?

This time, driven by fear, they attacked even more fiercely.

"Who will lend me a hand?"

The quasi-king who cultivated the Xunfeng Technique let out a deep shout, grabbed with both hands towards the distance, and transformed the ice and snow between heaven and earth into a dragon-shaped torrent.

This was clearly beyond his limits; his robes bulged, his magical power surged wildly, and runes rained down from within his body like a shower of flowers.

Two quasi-kings came up behind him and poured their magical power into his body.

With a furious roar, a torrent of dragon-shaped energy surged forth, entangling Shen Mingyuan's other hand.

Finally, at the cost of one death and two injuries, the Golden Flame Primordial Spirit was entangled by the Dragon Binding Lock and the gray mist-colored dragon-shaped torrent.

It was as if a god was holding Shen Ming's arm from above, preventing him from making a move.

"I come!"

The Rock Spirit Quasi-King, having lost both arms, soared into the air and then crashed down, striking the Golden Flame Primordial Spirit like a falling meteor.

"Earth Explosion Sky Star!"

The Rock Spirit Quasi-King's attack was enough to sink a mountain.

Shen Ming frowned slightly, but no matter how hard he tried, his arms remained completely still.

"Hahaha, die!" the imperial general shouted triumphantly.

Suddenly, the Mingxin Sword flew back to Shen Ming's side, emitting a series of long chimes.

This was not controlled by Shen Ming, but rather the Mingxin Sword acted spontaneously.

"Sword Spirit?"

Shen Ming was startled. He had always wanted a sword spirit, but unfortunately, he had never been able to have one.

At this moment, he felt a resolute will emanating from the Mingxin Sword.

Mingxin Sword was urging him to unleash his strongest sword strike.

Even if the sword body has not been repaired, even if it will break as a result, Mingxin Sword is unwilling to stand aside.

A sword, unyielding and broken!

Sword, move forward indomitably!

At this moment, Shen Ming truly understood the essence of sword cultivation and realized what a sword is.

Of the thirteen apertures of the innate Dao embryo, the second aperture shines brightly, condensing the Dao heart.

The second key, the Limitless Sword Heart!

"Alright! Fight alongside me!"

"Sword Twelve - Burying the Heavens!"

He did not use the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, which could only unleash its terrifying power under the Heavenly Tribulation.

After mastering the Eternal Dao Heart, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword also soared.

However, after mastering the Limitless Sword Heart, this sword strike is even more suitable.

As the earth-shattering sword force erupted, the Mingxin Sword trembled violently, a cry of triumph.

With a snap, the Mingxin Sword, which had been damaged in the last great battle, began to shatter along the cracks left behind, turning into countless fragments.

"……Ha ha ha ha!"

The emperor was taken aback for a moment, then laughed triumphantly, thinking that Shen Ming was helpless and at his wit's end.

idiot!

The prince next to him cursed inwardly again.

It turns out that each fragment of the Mind-Enlightening Sword was imbued with a sword aura that shook heaven and earth, transforming into countless streams of light.

They sensed the approach of death, feeling that this sword was meant to send them to their graves.

puff!

The already wounded imperial general was engulfed by the sword light, and most of his body was reduced to nothingness.

"Spare your life!"

The soon-to-be king was so frightened that he had no choice but to beg for mercy.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a sword flash shattered his head, leaving only a headless corpse.

The Rock Spirit Quasi-King, unleashing his strongest divine power, crashed headlong into the sword light. A deafening sound was heard as the sword light gradually crushed his hard body into dust.