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

Beneath the volcano lies a scorched earth.

Volcanic ash fell like snowflakes; any ordinary person would surely die here.

Martial artists at the Innate Realm can ignore the scorching heat waves; even if they step into lava, they will only suffer minor injuries if they pull their feet out in time.

Yang Mengxiao and other disciples of the Longyuan Sword Sect were there to meet them.

"A disciple of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect?"

Zhang Haoran and the others were greatly surprised. When they heard that someone was there to meet them, they thought it was a disciple of the Xuantian Sect.

When did the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect and their Xuantian Sword Sect become so close?

"Let's leave here first," Shen Ming said.

This is not the place to talk.

"Trying to leave?! Do you think this is a teahouse? You think you can come and go as you please?"

Zi Yan arrived in a flurry of activity, like a fireball crashing to the ground, blocking everyone's path.

"Purple Flame!"

Yang Mengxiao's pretty face changed slightly. The sect disciples all recognized this troublesome demonic cultivator and knew how powerful he was.

Shen Ming's expression changed, and he asked in surprise, "You actually dared to chase after me?"

"Ok?"

Everyone looked at him, and Zi Yan's face was full of surprise.

With such formidable enemies pursuing them, Shen Ming spoke as if they were simply there to die.

Shen Ming was genuinely surprised. He had a good idea of ​​what was going on when Jian Qi faced off against the opponent's Demon-Slaying Spear on the mountain.

With the opponent having the advantage of terrain, the best-case scenario is a draw.

In addition, he had to be mindful of Zhang Haoran and the others, and prevent other demonic cultivators from launching a sneak attack.

Now things are different. The lava at the foot of the mountain has solidified, and there are several disciples of the second level of the Innate Realm from the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect standing guard nearby.

Therefore, Zi Yan, who had chased after him, seemed to him as saying, "Don't even think about leaving until you kill me today."

"Stand by my side!"

At Shen Ming's command, the fighting spirit was high.

"Yes!"

As Yang Mengxiao recalled his past feats, her fear of Zi Yan vanished.

The disciples of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect formed a battle formation, protecting Zhang Haoran and the others within it.

In this way, Shen Ming doesn't have to worry about them.

"I'll take care of him, then I'll burn you all to a crisp!"

Zi Yan sneered repeatedly, which was undoubtedly a provocation to him.

Despite the stalemate, once he takes care of Shen Ming, he can easily defeat the others.

"Magic Explosion Gun!"

Having already clashed on the mountain, there was no need for probing; Zi Yan immediately unleashed a thunderous spear strike.

The steel spear was wreathed in purple flames and roared incessantly.

Although they didn't know why they couldn't detonate Shen Ming's original true energy just now.

But it doesn't matter, he can directly and actively cause an explosion.

This time there was no lava, the terrain was lost, and the ground did not ignite with purple flames.

Kenpachi: Gen!

Shen Ming thrust his right hand forward, and the Mingxin Sword flashed with a cold light, like a silver lightning bolt, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

The opponent's Nine Nether Demon Flame has an explosive effect, so using Sword Eight is the most suitable way to deal with it.

To be honest, this was the first time Shen Ming had to choose a strategy to counter the enemy's moves.

In the past, it was either a punch, a collision, or a sword strike that defeated the enemy.

The Mingxin Sword, like a long rainbow, compressed the air into an invisible cone shape, colliding with the Magic Explosion Gun.

The commotion was so great that it seemed as if the volcano was about to erupt again.

Amidst the raging flames, Zi Yan emerged unscathed, spear in hand, his black hair wildly flowing, his face filled with fervor.

Shen Ming waved his hand, and the Mingxin Sword flew back to his palm.

No one benefited.

"You're good."

Shen Ming's eyes were stern, and his voice was cold.

"..."

Zi Yan's eyes widened in disbelief. Who gave you the right to say that?

Who exactly is the fifth level of the Divine Treasury?

Generally, it's the one with the higher level who makes this kind of challenge.

How could someone of such low character say such a thing!

Shen Ming wasn't being provocative; he was simply very excited.

Finally, a decent battle, one worth fighting for.

"That sword strike was your limit, but that spear thrust wasn't mine."

"Burning Sky Spear - Netherworld Annihilation!"

With a loud shout, the purple flames on the spear shone brightly, obscuring its original material and transforming it into a purple flame spear.

With a single shot fired, purple flames surged forth like a tidal wave, burning cracks in the space wherever they passed, as if opening a passage to the underworld.

Kenpachi: Gen!

Shen Ming drew his Mingxin Sword, its light transforming into a rainbow.

"Hahaha, no other tricks? You're finished!"

Zi Yan laughed triumphantly, having unleashed this strike based on his previous sword technique, Jian Ba.

At this moment, something unexpected happened: Shen Ming assumed a charging stance and shot out like an arrow.

As he charged, the surrounding air seemed to be compressed by the powerful aura emanating from him, producing bursts of explosions.

"Divine Elephant Collapses and Destroys the Heavens!"

Eight hundred and forty million particles erupted in an instant, and they were even more terrifying than the flying swords.

That force seemed capable of shattering the sky and destroying the earth.

"you?!"

Zi Yan looked at the flying sword again, and it was still dazzling, which made her scalp tingle.

When the original true energy is activated, the person is like a spirit weapon in operation, making it impossible to launch a second attack.

What's the difference between Shen Ming's current state and having a clone?!

The flying sword arrived first, igniting the Nine Nether Demon Flames, and the aftershocks of the energy spread out carried astonishing destructive power.

Just as Zi Yan had anticipated, this sword strike was insufficient to deal with him.

His shot retained 50% of its power.

The plan was to kill this Xuantian Sect disciple.

However, what he faced was the Divine Elephant Collapse, whose impact was even more exaggerated than that of the flying sword.

With a loud bang, like meteorites colliding, the sound was deafening.

The Nine Netherworld Demon Flame ignited the earth, and a divine elephant rose from the ground.

The steel spear slipped from his grasp, and his arms fell limply to his sides.

He withstood the earth-shattering impact and remained standing.

Shen Ming's clothes were licked by the flames, and his long hair was disheveled; he too suffered a considerable impact.

The two exchanged a glance, Shen Ming's eyes flashed, he raised his hand to catch the Mingxin Sword, and slashed down with it.

"Wait a minute……"

Zi Yan screamed in horror; this shouldn't have happened.

However, the sharp, top-grade spiritual sword easily severed his throat.

Zi Yan, die!

Yang Mengxiao, Zhang Haoran, and the others never expected that Shen Ming would kill such a prodigy of the demonic path with such overwhelming force.

"Senior Brother Shen, how did you manage to unleash two attacks simultaneously, both of which were deadly moves?!" Yang Mengxiao asked, voicing the question that had been nagging at Zi Yan's mind when he died.

"Huh? Isn't this normal? Can't you do it?"

Shen Ming looked surprised.

Then he realized that there were intervals between each move.

Attacking simultaneously is no less than fighting with both hands simultaneously, which violates the common sense of martial arts.

“That’s because your technique is inadequate,” Shen Ming concluded. The Wuji Divine Skill didn’t mention such a limitation.

"This purple flame is indeed powerful; it even made me bleed."

Yang Mengxiao and the others looked at each other, not knowing what to say, seeing that his injuries were barely even minor.

News of Zi Yan's death quickly reached the demonic ship in the sky.

Inside the tower, all was silent as everyone stared at Zi Jin, whose face was ashen.

The next second, the four sect leaders of the Demon Thunder Sect, the Shadow Sect, the Blood Sword Sect, and the Blood Demon Sect all stood up simultaneously and said in unison:

"Sect Master Zi Jin, please accept my condolences!!"