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

Chapter 367 My acceptance does not mean I am willing. Hua Li immediately notified the Zuo family and led his men to surround them.

She was very nervous. Shen Ming was outside the sacred mountain, and there was no sign of the calamity fire on his body.

You can leave whenever you want.

"Blue silver entanglement!"

The torrent of water rushed down, forming a huge whirlpool that spun rapidly, roaring and unleashing its immense power.

As Hua Li made a hand seal, a huge head slowly emerged from the vortex. It was a giant beast that resembled a dragon but had the horns of a Qilin.

The behemoth was entirely azure blue, with an enormous body, and it roared angrily as it looked up at the sky.

In an instant, the primordial beast wrapped itself around Shen Ming, coiling around him again and again, tightening its grip as if imprisoning him in a watery cage.

Having witnessed Shen Ming's strength, Hua Li dared not risk his life.

Even if I can't stop him by using my supernatural powers from a distance, I'll only pay the price of failure; I'll be fine.

Shen Ming was trapped in the cage formed by the giant beast. The icy water flowed around him in circles, and the chill was like needles drilling into his bones, as if it wanted to freeze his soul.

This supernatural power is extraordinary; the average level of cultivators in the Middle Three Realms is quite high.

The next second, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and wisps of flame began to quietly appear on his body, displaying a deep and mysterious dark red color, carrying an aura of destruction.

The intense heat spread rapidly outwards from him.

Under the scorching heat of the calamity, the water prison emitted a large amount of water vapor, which turned into a thick white fog.

In an instant, the entire space was filled with rising water vapor, and visibility was extremely low, but the crimson light of the calamity fire could still shine through the thick fog, radiating a heart-stopping brilliance.

With a splash, the water cage vanished, revealing Shen Ming's figure.

"How could he possibly wield the flames of calamity?!"

Huali had considered that the supernatural power would fail, but he never expected it to fail in this way.

The next second, his expression changed drastically, and an invisible force swept over him like a surging tide.

A wisp of dark red flames suddenly ignited at her sleeve, winding its way up her arm and spreading rapidly.

"Calamity Fire?! It's Calamity Fire! How is this possible? I'm not a sinner, how could I possibly possess Calamity Fire!"

Hua Li was shocked and hurriedly tried to suppress the tribulation fire by circulating her spiritual power, but she knew how terrifying the tribulation fire was.

She saw countless sinners die in the flames of calamity.

The destructive power above is not something that can be easily extinguished.

In the blink of an eye, the calamity flames had already engulfed half of her body, and the excruciating pain seemed to be burning her soul to ashes.

"Yes, the water from the Four Spirits Spring!"

Hua Li suddenly realized something and hurriedly took out the white jade bottle, poured out the spring water inside, and tried to extinguish the flames of tribulation on his body.

Then she realized it was completely useless.

They could only watch helplessly as they were slowly consumed by the flames of calamity.

"Why?!" Huali exclaimed.

“Sinners in the lower realm are born with miasma and are rejected by the divine realm, which brings down calamity fire. Calamity fire is a calamity for all spiritual beings, not only for the lower realm, but also for you.”

Shen Ming frowned and said, "Didn't you say that yourself?"

If that's the case, the Calamity Fire can naturally backfire on you through spiritual power, so why are you so surprised?

what! ?

Hua Li was stunned. She was right, and that was what she thought too.

But... is it really going to backfire like this without any reason?

He remotely burned his own spiritual power, setting himself ablaze!

She couldn't understand, nor did she have the chance to understand, as the calamity engulfed her completely, and her painful screams echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

The Hua family members turned pale with fright, while the two kings looked as if they had seen a ghost.

He looked at Shen Ming with a face full of awe and fear.

"If that's the case, and you've accepted the baptism of calamity and assumed the body of a sinner, why do you still commit evil and harm people from the upper realm!"

Fortunately, Zuo Xiong arrived at that moment and shouted loudly.

“Accepting the fire doesn’t mean I’m guilty. Does accepting a gift mean I’m willing?” Shen Ming said.

"What a sharp tongue!" Zuo Xiong didn't take him seriously, thinking he was just showing off his verbal skills.

Even that calamity fire just now was just a charade.

It's probably a special fire-attribute talent that grants it a certain degree of immunity to fire damage, allowing it to escape the sacred mountain's magic array. Zuo Xiong thought to himself.

At this moment, powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy appeared within the sacred mountain.

Upon receiving the devastating news, the Li family outside immediately dispatched people into the Endless Divine Realm to punish the true culprit.

"Aren't you going to run away? Are you going to fight the four great families all by yourself?"

Zuo Xiong demanded.

“The cultivators from the upper realm have been abusing their power under false pretenses. Today, I will show you the fury that comes from the lower realm.”

Shen Ming had no intention of running away. Having just comprehended the Calamity Fire and a trace of Chaos Sword Intent, he wanted to fight to his heart's content.

The reason I'm still rambling on here is to wait for the medicine to take effect.

I just don't know what Zuo Xiong is waiting for.

Zuo Xiong was naturally waiting for reinforcements. He hadn't figured out how Hua Li had died, and being naturally cautious, he was unwilling to take any risks.

In the short time that followed, not only the Hua family sent people in, but the two families guarding the other two sacred mountains also sent their own people.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Ming was facing dozens of kings.

There is a minor king, and several true kings.

"What, none of the four great families have a king?" Shen Ming raised an eyebrow, somewhat disappointed.

"A nobody like Wang has quite the nerve!"

One of the true kings who entered the Hua family was furious and led his men to attack.

An infinitely extending scroll unfolded beneath their feet, making them feel as if they were walking on air.

Within the painting, each Hua family cultivator dispersed with perfect understanding and quickly took their positions.

On the canvas, a complex and mysterious runic pattern is drawn.

As they chanted the obscure incantations in unison, the runes shone brightly, as if ink were spreading across the canvas.

It was a world of ice and snow, with crystal-clear frost everywhere.

Wisps of cold air drifted out of the painting, permeating the surrounding space. Wherever they reached, the temperature dropped sharply, and the air seemed to freeze instantly.

The scroll soared, like a giant dragon flying through the sky, about to take Shen Ming into the world within the painting.

"Autumn Frost in the Nine Heavens!"

Zuo Xiong knew that the Hua family was truly enraged, after all, a young lady from their main branch had died.

The scroll emerged forward, and a burst of icy light transformed into a majestic icy dragon.

The dragon was enormous, its size so great that it blotted out the sky, as if it could completely shroud this entire world under its oppressive power.

The most troublesome thing is the frost, which forces the kings of the other three families to not dare to approach easily.

Shen Ming's Great Luo Sword flashed into his hand, and the dark red tribulation fire immediately began to twist along the divine runes.

The intense heat of the calamity distorted the air, causing the runes on the sword to resonate with it, and the fluctuations of spiritual energy grew stronger, as if accumulating terrifying power.

With a resolute gaze, the Great Luo Sword pointed diagonally forward, waiting for the scroll to approach.