Chapter 77: Demon King Severely Injured, True Martial First Sword Cultivator [Third Update]

Northern Great Yan, a world of ice and snow.

Inside a cave, icicles formed cone-shaped pillars scattered throughout the tunnel, looking menacing and terrifying.

At the end of the cave tunnel, a White-Haired Man sat cross-legged on an ice bed. He wore a heavy robe made of beast fur, his facial features eerie, and four large, black-furred tails writhed behind him.

He was none other than Demon King Diansu, Demon King Diansu after transforming into human form.

"Pfft—"

Demon King Diansu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed onto the cold ice on the ground, instantly melting the ice and causing a mist of water to rise.

In front of the ice bed were densely packed pits, all formed by the blood he had previously vomited.

He kept vomiting blood endlessly!

Demon King Diansu was both furious and terrified.

What was going on!

Five hours ago, he had started vomiting blood, vomiting all the way until now, and now he was even starting to vomit his essence blood!

How could he withstand this?

What chilled him to the bone was that he could not Cultivate. The moment he drew in Qi, the demonic power within his body instead decreased rather than increased.

"Why is it like this…"

Demon King Diansu felt uneasy. Having lived for ten thousand years, this was the first time he had encountered such a predicament.

He suddenly thought of some ancient legends. Could it be that someone among that batch of Cultivators back then had achieved the Dao and Ascended, and was now staring at him from the Upper Realm?

It had been less than two years since he announced his plan to raise the Human Race in captivity, yet he had suddenly encountered such dire misfortune.

As he thought about it, a mouthful of rebellious blood surged up his throat, and Demon King Diansu couldn't help but vomit blood once more.

He was going to go mad!

At this rate, he would be vomited to death alive.

In the years since he had just broken the seal, he had been Cultivating continuously, wanting to restore his cultivation. As a result, in just a few short hours, his cultivation regressed and his injuries worsened, making him even more miserable than when he had first broken the seal.

Demon King Diansu felt that he must have offended the Immortals in heaven; it was impossible to suffer such torment for no reason.

There had been no errors in his cultivation either. As for his Heart Demon, it had been eliminated by him three hundred years ago. Now it seemed a new Heart Demon was coming.

Amidst Demon King Diansu's panic and despair, time continued to pass.

Roughly another hour passed.

Demon King Diansu finally stopped vomiting blood and could resume Cultivating, but this experience had become his nightmare.

In the dark, there must be a mighty figure staring at him!

…

Mountain of Bitter Cultivation to Immortality.

[Your friend Demon King Diansu has encountered a curse, suffering heavy injuries and a decrease in Dao Cultivation.]

Seeing this mail, Han Jue couldn't help but smile, smiling very happily.

He had just finished cursing yesterday, and today he saw the mail.

The effect of using the book of misfortune at full strength was simply tyrannical!

Han Jue was finally relieved now.

He decided that every three years, he would curse Demon King Diansu at full strength once, keeping this fellow in a state of severe injury all the time!

Han Jue continued to Cultivate, with his goal set on the Void Fusion Realm Eighth Layer.

As the fusang tree continued to grow, the closest Innate Cave Mansion benefited first, and the Spiritual Qi began to increase.

…

Spring passed and autumn came.

In the blink of an eye.

Ten years of time passed like a white horse galloping past a crevice, gone forever.

Han Jue finally broke through to the Void Fusion Realm Eighth Layer!

After consolidating his cultivation, Han Jue walked out of the cave mansion. First, he checked the health condition of the fusang tree, then found the Black Hell Chicken and imparted Spells to it.

The Black Hell Chicken was continuously transforming toward becoming a Black Hell Phoenix, and its cultivation was constantly rising. Now it was already comparable to a Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator.

The cultivation Realms of the Yao Race were somewhat different from those of the Human Race, but the main difference lay in the Nascent Soul Realm; the subsequent Realms remained consistent. Monsters did not have a Nascent Soul, but they could forge a Yao Dan and a Primordial Spirit.

Han Jue certainly didn't want the Chaos Heavenly Dog to roam outside for so long and then come back able to beat the Black Hell Chicken to a pulp; if that happened, his Dao Heart would be damaged.

Bitter cultivation is not as good as striving for Opportunities?

Impossible!

That only applies to Mortals!

After finishing teaching the Black Hell Chicken, Han Jue happened to find Xing Hongxuan in the back mountain. Xing Hongxuan was rarely in closed-door cultivation and hadn't gone out to roam.

Han Jue decided to impart some Spells to her to increase her life-saving methods.

Upon learning this, Xing Hongxuan was pleasantly surprised, the gentleness in her eyes looking as if it could melt into water.

Having taught her for over ten days, Han Jue was about to return to his cave mansion when he suddenly captured two auras approaching the Mountain of Bitter Cultivation to Immortality.

One of them was unexpectedly Huang Jihao.

Han Jue learned through interpersonal relationships that Huang Jihao had already switched allegiance to the True Martial Sect in the West Abyss Prefecture.

The cultivation of the other person was very high, presumably also an expert from the True Martial Sect.

Han Jue immediately detected the strongest person around the Jade Purity Sect other than himself.

[Shangguan Qiujian: Void Fusion Realm Ninth Layer, True Martial Sect Sword-Wielding Elder]

Void Fusion Realm Ninth Layer?

Han Jue closed his eyes and began a Simulation Trial.

A few seconds later, he found a way to instantly kill Shangguan Qiujian.

He instantly vanished on the spot.

At the same time.

Huang Jihao led a man in blue robes toward the Mountain of Bitter Cultivation to Immortality, and they were already less than three miles away.

Looking at the majestic Mountain of Bitter Cultivation to Immortality in the distance, Shangguan Qiujian smiled and said, "Is there really a sword Dao expert here as you said? I haven't felt any particularly strong Sword Intent."

Just as Huang Jihao was about to speak, he saw Han Jue leisurely flying over on a sword.

Huang Jihao hurriedly bowed with cupped fists and said in a trembling voice, "Huang Jihao pays respects to Senior!"

Senior?

Shangguan Qiujian frowned. This person didn't look strong, just very handsome.

Wait!

Just like Wei Yuan and Daoist Qingxian before him, Shangguan Qiujian quickly noticed something was wrong.

This fellow was covered in Spirit Treasures!

Even the Sword-Wielding Elder of the True Martial Sect had never seen such an extravagant Cultivator.

Han Jue flew in front of Huang Jihao and asked, "What business do you have coming to the Jade Purity Sect?"

As long as Huang Jihao said anything unfavorable to the Jade Purity Sect, Han Jue would immediately unleash his ultimate move!

Absolutely no chattering nonsense!

He couldn't let a blot like Daoist Qingxian happen again!

Huang Jihao respectfully said, "Senior, we are here to discuss the sword with you. The person behind me is the True Martial Sect's First Sword Cultivator from the West Abyss Prefecture, and he wants to spar with you. Rest assured, it is just a spar to exchange insights and will not affect the Jade Purity Sect, nor will it affect the relationship between the Jade Purity Sect and the True Martial Sect. We will stop at the point of appropriate restraint."

Spar?

Han Jue looked at Shangguan Qiujian, his expression peculiar.

How dare you!

Shangguan Qiujian thought he had been scared by his mighty reputation and chuckled, "Fellow Daoist, rest assured, I will definitely not harm your life or Dao Cultivation."

Han Jue sighed and said, "I am a person who is very afraid of trouble."

Shangguan Qiujian frowned. Was this fellow cowardly?

"How about this, I will only strike out with one sword. If you can take it, consider me the loser!" Han Jue waved his hand and said.

Huang Jihao's eyelids twitched wildly.

He couldn't help but recall his past nightmare.

Shangguan Qiujian said, "Good!"

He could already see that although Han Jue had many Spirit Treasures, he was obviously feeling guilty. Since that was the case, ending it sooner was better.

Just as his voice fell, Han Jue suddenly produced the Primordial Judgment Sword and slashed it toward Shangguan Qiujian with a single sword stroke.

Han Jue appeared out of thin air in front of Shangguan Qiujian as if teleporting, directly executing the Heavenly Punishment Demon God Sword.

The Six Paths Spiritual Power of the Void Fusion Realm Eighth Layer poured into the Primordial Judgment Sword like a flash flood breaking through mountains, and a streak of black Sword Qi swept across the firmament, as if time had frozen.

Shangguan Qiujian widened his eyes, and his hand touched the sword at his waist.

Not good!

Too fast!

There was no time!

The terrifying Sword Qi locked onto Shangguan Qiujian, making him feel as though he had plunged into the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, his very Soul trembling.

How many years had it been!

Shangguan Qiujian had actually caught a trace of the aura of death once more!

The most crucial thing was that he didn't even have the chance to resist.

With a loud boom!

The woods behind were wildly whipped around by the violent wind stirred up by the Sword Qi, resembling the onslaught of a fierce rainstorm.

Shangguan Qiujian thought he was dead, but in reality, he was not.

The Primordial Judgment Sword hovered above Shangguan Qiujian's forehead. Shangguan Qiujian could see his own face full of despair through the reflection of the blade, and beads of cold sweat quickly broke out on his forehead.

Han Jue held the sword in one hand, his golden robes fluttering in the wind, and the earth sovereign spirit guard scarf on the cold lord glazed crown swayed like blazing flames.

His icy expression made Shangguan Qiujian feel as though he were looking at a sword Immortal at the end of the sword Dao.

"You, it seems you couldn't take it." Han Jue said softly.

With a thud.

Shangguan Qiujian's legs went soft. The immense pressure of escaping death became too much for his legs to bear, and he subsequently collapsed to his knees on the ground.

This great Cultivator at the Void Fusion Realm Ninth Layer was scared limp on the ground directly by Han Jue's sword. Beside him, Huang Jihao did not show a look of shock, but instead wore a wry smile.

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No choice, I just want to add an update!

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