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

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Fire Demon Palace paled.

A saintess enslaved?!

"How dare you insult me ​​like this!" The woman's name was Huo Shuo, and she was famous even in the Sixth Realm, with countless suitors.

“That’s interesting. I treat you the way you treat people, and you get so angry,” Shen Ming said.

"How can cultivators from the lower realms compare to me!" Huo Shuo said angrily.

“Fellow Daoist, cultivators who rise from the lower realms will shed their identities and become either kings or elders of a sect, soaring to great heights. You should learn from them,” Xue Xuan said.

"Are you teaching me how to do something?"

As he spoke, Shen Ming's Thunderous Immortal Heart erupted, and he threw a punch.

The fierce lightning tore through the void, like the wrath of the heavens.

Xue Xuan's pupils contracted; this punch carried a world-destroying power and came very suddenly.

With almost no time to react, it flew out with a loud bang and crashed into the rock wall.

His face was deathly pale, and blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth.

“Elder?!”

The Fire Demon Palace was both shocked and frightened, as the elder was the strongest member of their team and was already a quasi-saint.

The Sword Emperor in front of him didn't even use a sword; he severely injured him with a single punch.

"As expected of the Thunder Immortal Heart."

Shen Ming raised an eyebrow. He had used a little too much force just now, enough to kill a quasi-saint with a single punch.

If it weren't for the existence of the Heavenly Tribulation preventing the Sovereign Realm from crossing major realms, Shen Mingzhen would have loved to fight against the Saint Realm.

"escape!"

Huo Shuo reacted decisively, turning around and leaving first, while the others scattered in all directions.

"Eternal Exile!"

This is a magical escape technique that Shen Ming learned at the Eternal Academy, and its name is full of irony.

However, Shen Ming made this supernatural ability truly live up to its name.

The fire blazed with incredible speed, like a meteor bathed in flames streaking across the sky.

But no matter how fast she went, Shen Ming always maintained a certain distance and couldn't shake her off.

At first glance, she seemed to be banished to the same spot, making futile struggles.

"To be a slave, or to die," Shen Ming said.

Huo Shuo opened her mouth to rebuke, but stopped herself as she felt a palpable killing intent.

Shen Ming didn't care about her; his patience was limited.

She would be mercilessly killed the moment she uttered those words.

Huo Shuo grunted, using silence to preserve his last shred of dignity.

She neither said she was willing nor unwilling; you can't just kill indiscriminately.

With a light wave of his hand, Shen Ming unleashed a long whip that appeared out of nowhere, its blade slicing through the air with a piercing whistling sound.

Huo Shuo's eyes flashed with shock and anger as he desperately tried to dodge.

"Snapped!"

The long whip struck her shoulder, tearing her robes apart and splattering blood, leaving a blood-red mark on her skin.

Her body jolted, and her mouth opened slightly.

If anyone saw this scene, it would absolutely shock them.

This is the Holy Maiden of the Fire Demon Palace!

Shen Ming did not stop; the whip lashed down again, this time striking her chest and abdomen.

"This is how your Fire Demon Palace treats cultivators from the lower realms; this is what those mine slaves are like."

Shen Ming said coldly, his eyes icy.

Huo Shuo's face was pale, and his body gradually hunched over.

She never imagined that she would one day experience such humiliation.

"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! I'll do whatever you want!" Huo Shuo had no choice but to give in when he saw the whip raised again.

“Open your mind,” Shen Ming said.

Huo Shuo trembled, knowing that Shen Ming was serious.

"I won't say it a second time." In Shen Ming's hand was no longer a whip, but a long sword.

Huo Shuo had no choice but to open the Divine Sea.

Shen Ming imprinted a wisp of spiritual fire into his mind.

In this way, Huo Shuo's life could be taken in the blink of an eye.

If anything happens to him, Huo Shuo will also perish.

"Let's go."

Shen Ming led her onto the World Ship and headed towards the Trial Grounds of the Sixth Realm.

“I didn’t expect you to have this hobby,” Jian Li said.

“Killing her is too lenient. Let her experience what it’s like to be a slave,” Shen Ming said.

"You want to use it to warm your bed, right?" Jian Li said.

"I don't think much of it," Shen Ming said truthfully.

Huo Shuo sat on the boundary boat, his face ashen, and decided not to say another word.

Not long after they left, the people from the Fire Demon Palace returned to the mine.

They were all still shaken, feeling like it was all unreal.

The saintess was thus abducted!

"Spread the word that the person who killed Little Panhuang is here!"

Xue Xuan escaped with his life, but he had no intention of giving up.

Just as the Fire Demon Palace was relaying the message, a group of people arrived at the mine.

"Come so fast?"

"It's the Supreme Immortal Palace! How could they be here!"

The Supreme Immortal Palace is a colossal power in the Sixth Realm, rumored to control life and death, and destiny.

The leader was a woman of extraordinary bearing, wearing a golden Taoist robe, with long, flowing hair and eyes as deep as stars.

She exuded an innate majesty and ethereal aura, as if she had stepped out of an ancient fairyland.

"Wanwan! A celestial seedling from the Immortal Palace!"

The Fire Demon Palace went wild; this was one of the Ten Beauties of the Sixth Realm!

Wanwan scanned her surroundings, gaining a comprehensive understanding of the entire mine.

They did not speak with the Fire Demon Palace, and even ignored them.

The saints of the Celestial Palace rushed straight to the bottom of the mine, frantically searching for something.

"I'm late."

A quarter of an hour later, the saints returned to heaven and reported to their celestial seedlings.

Xue Xuan suddenly realized that the Supreme Immortal Palace had been collecting all spiritual objects and life forms related to immortals from the Six Realms.

They weren't there for Shen Ming, and they didn't even know he was there.

What happened here?

Sure enough, Wanwan asked them.

"Your Excellency! Fiends from the lower realms have broken into my mine, killed my disciples, and kidnapped the Holy Maiden, whose whereabouts are unknown!" Xue Xuan reported.

Wanwan nodded slightly, confirming her guess through these words.

"Do you know that person's name?" Wanwan asked.

"Shen Ming! Everyone's saying he's Shen Ming, a prince of the Divine Flame Dynasty!" Xue Xuan immediately exclaimed.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of Wanwan's mouth; knowing the name made things easier.

A sage from the Supreme Immortal Palace understood immediately and produced a golden talisman with Shen Ming's name written on it.

This is a talisman of destiny; once burned, it will guide them in their pursuit.

No matter where Shen Ming is, he can be found.

The saint wrote the name down, whispered an ancient incantation, and infused the talisman with magical power.

One second, two seconds... nothing happened, the talisman didn't burn.

"Elder?" Wanwan looked over, puzzled.

The saint gritted his teeth and poured in his magical power without regard for anything else.

This time the talisman reacted, but so did he.

Intense tremors began to occur within my body, my blood and qi surged, and my soul felt as if it were being torn apart.

"This is impossible……"

Before he could finish speaking, the saint's body suddenly shattered amidst the spatial tremors, his flesh and blood scattering instantly, without even a chance to scream.

"..."

Everyone who saw this was stunned.

It was just a directional calculation; failure is failure, but why did it have to end like this?!

Moreover, the talisman failed, and the Supreme Immortal Palace lost a Saint for nothing.

After a long silence, Wanwan looked towards the people from the Fire Demon Palace.

"Fairy, we don't know!" Xue Xuan said anxiously.

“Kill them,” Wanwan said. The Supreme Immortal Palace cannot afford any blemishes.