Serpent Ancestor

The person stood with eyes closed, a massive black sword on his back, arms crossed over his chest, and an invisible aura of malice enveloping him.

This was the first time Gong Jiang had ever sought outside help, which clearly indicated that this person’s strength was undoubtedly formidable!

”Hmph! Even Yu Huang is no match for this person. I want to see how you plan to win now!” Gong Jiang sneered inwardly.

He didn’t know the exact strength of the black-clothed person, but he did know that this person called Luo Gang his brother!

What kind of existence could call a Divine Transformation cultivator a brother?

Gong Jiang didn’t ask much, nor did he investigate, but he already had a clear understanding.

The price he paid also confirmed this point.

—Hiring an Elemental Infant stage cultivator wouldn’t cost this much.

Before long, Han Te also stepped onto the battlefield.

He was still in his previous state, with bloodstains on his face, clothes tattered, and the sword on his back mostly broken, looking quite disheveled.In stark contrast to the somber aura of the black-clothed person.

One side looked every bit the expert, while the other seemed more like a beggar.

In an instant, waves of invisible killing intent spread from the black-clothed person, dyeing the battlefield a bloody red, as if it were a hell of Asura.

”Hahaha, sending out such a character to fight, there’s no suspense left.”

At this moment, not only Gong Jiang but also the high-ranking members of the Sea Star Demon Clan, including Shi Lan, unanimously believed that their victory was assured.

This person had fought Yu Huang, who was holding back, to a draw. How could he contend with them?

Han Te shivered, his eyes filled with terror, and trembled as he said, ”This... fellow Daoist, please go easy on me, and avoid hitting the face.”

Before he finished speaking.

The black-clad cultivator lunged forward with a claw, his hands resembling skeletal claws, exuding overwhelming malice, with countless ghosts howling within—a Shura Ghost Claw!

A crimson skull mark appeared on his forehead, the mark of the Slaughter Law!

”It’s him!”

Xu Hei stared at the black-clothed person, a name flashing in his mind: Wang Xiu!

The Evil Sword Emperor, Wang Xiu!

This person, like Luo Gang, had slaughtered Liefeng City together. They should both be Divine Transformation cultivators.

If Xu Hei’s guess was correct, this person was a Divine Transformation cultivator!

But how could he suppress his cultivation to the Elemental Infant stage without being discovered? It was baffling.

At the critical moment, Han Te drew the flying sword from his back to block.

”Clang!!”

The previously broken flying sword, upon colliding with the claw, didn’t shatter but instead emitted a thunderous sound. Han Te staggered back half a step, then with a fierce exertion, sword light burst forth, and the skeletal claw of the black-clad cultivator shattered.

He retreated swiftly, a flicker of surprise in his eyes as he looked at Han Te.

Han Te also retreated several steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and let out a scream, his face pale as he said, ”That was close, almost died! Thank you, fellow Daoist, for showing mercy!”

Show mercy?

He indeed hadn’t used his full strength, but that strike could have severely injured any Elemental Infant stage cultivator. Even Yu Huang would be helpless against it.

It was a genuine first-turn Divine Ability, the Shura Ghost Claw!

Wang Xiu squinted, glanced at the battered Han Te, and attacked again, his claws dancing like a storm, his body shrouded in black mist, as if countless fierce ghosts were roaring.

Han Te formed hand seals, and the broken flying swords behind him unsheathed simultaneously, forming a sword formation in front, the sword light crisscrossing, slicing through the black mist, with the wailing ghosts being mostly annihilated.

”Die!”

Wang Xiu’s claws suddenly elongated, with countless claws reaching out, even from the black mist, like a thousand-handed demon, grabbing at Han Te from all directions.

”Ah!!!”

Han Te let out a piercing scream as ghost claws struck him, tearing his flesh, and the sword formation wavered.

Xu Hei’s mouth twitched as he watched, quickly taking out a Supreme Spirit Stone and adding it to the storage bag.

As soon as the Supreme Spirit Stone was thrown in.

The previously precarious Han Te instantly radiated brilliant sword light, Sword Qi tearing through the sky, piercing the black mist, and the approaching ghost claws shattered in unison.

An Open Heaven Sword condensed above Han Te’s head, and a sword-shaped mark of laws appeared on his forehead.

”Buzz!!”

Waves of sword sound spread from the Open Heaven Sword, forming ripples. The Evil Sword Emperor Wang Xiu’s face changed drastically. He dared not hold back any longer, drawing the black sword from his back to block in front.

”Clang clang clang...”

The sword sound swept over, leaving fine sword marks on Wang Xiu’s face, arms, and body, as if he were being sliced by invisible Sword Qi. Even the evil sword in his hand trembled, with multiple cracks appearing, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

”How is this possible?!”

An uproar erupted across the field.

Especially among the high-ranking members of the Sea Star Demon Clan, who were in complete chaos.

Gong Jiang stared at Han Te in shock, exclaiming, ”Sword Dao Law, first-turn Divine Ability, where did this person come from?”

Is this an Elemental Infant cultivator? Damn it, is this still an Elemental Infant cultivator?

Gong Jiang suddenly felt a bit flustered. So, they weren’t guaranteed to win?

Luo Gang was also stunned, looking at the purple-haired youth and then at the calm Xu Hei, sighing inwardly and shaking his head.

At this moment, Wang Xiu on the battlefield was already seeing red.

”Asura Slash!”

With a low shout from Wang Xiu, the ground beneath his feet and the sky above turned blood-red, blood oozing from the ground, with countless dead souls wandering within. His blood vessels bulged, and faces appeared on the evil sword, all those he had slain.

Wang Xiu’s blood flowed into the evil sword, transforming it into a Slaughter Demon Sword, the sword light like a setting sun boiling with blood, slashing towards Han Te.

”Heaven Shattering Cloud!”

Han Te was not to be outdone, pointing forward, the Open Heaven Sword cleaved down from above, tearing through the clouds, the earth wailing, the sharp edge piercing the sky and earth, crashing towards Wang Xiu.

”Clang!!”

The two swords collided, a surging wave of energy sweeping in all directions, even collapsing the nearby space, shattering everything within a thousand miles, turning it into a void world.

The violent Sword Qi scattered, forming a sharp storm, slicing through the earth and sky, forcing countless people to retreat. The power of this exchange had surpassed the Elemental Infant stage.

”Divine Transformation cultivators?”

Someone realized something was amiss.

Damn it, is this still the Elemental Infant stage? Clearly, it’s Divine Transformation cultivators clashing!

Yu Huang stood dumbfounded, his mind racing. He thought he was holding back, but it turned out to be nonsense! Clearly, the other side was holding back. Otherwise, just this one sword strike would have been enough to kill him several times over.

”Boom!!”

The two swords stalemated for a moment, Wang Xiu spat blood, his body sliced beyond recognition, flying backward, crashing into the dried-up seabed.

Han Te also flew back, but he symbolically retreated a few steps before stopping, to ensure the Spirit Stone remained intact.