Chapter 510: Chapter 510, Black Swordsman
After a full hour, the white stone demoness finished recounting the changes on the Celestial Martial Continent over the past several ten thousand years. Once she was done, she sat quietly to the side, saying nothing more.
"I did not expect such significant changes on the Celestial Martial Continent in just a few hundred thousand years."
The Demon Emperor sighed softly, his eyes flickering with dark light, his entire being exuding a dangerous aura.
The lifespan of the Demon Race is inherently long. For an average Demon King, a lifespan of two million years is normal, while for a Demon Emperor like him, the lifespan reaches an astonishing thirty million years.
"You five, leave now. The entire strength of the Restricted Area’s demons is to await my command at any moment."
The Demon Emperor waved his hand lightly, dismissing the five Great Demon Kings. Once they left the palace, the Demon Emperor’s expression abruptly changed from calm to incredibly ferocious.
"Five hundred thousand years, I have found the grave of the Heavenly Dao master for five hundred thousand years, yet I have still not taken it for my own!!!"
Strands of crimson blood slowly trickled from the Demon Emperor’s eye corners, terrifying beyond measure. An endless Demon Flame instantly engulfed the entire palace, causing everything around to shiver uncontrollably.
"From the Celestial Sound Star Realm to here is only three hundred light years, in another three hundred years, a strong one will inevitably discover this grave. Within three hundred years, I must completely conquer the Celestial Martial Continent and uncover its secrets."
The Demon Emperor roared in a low voice, the space around him continuously shattering. In fact, five hundred thousand years ago, he and several other Demon Emperors discovered the Celestial Martial Continent together.
Continents like the Celestial Martial Continent are as numerous as grains of sand in the entire Star Domain, not worthy of attention. However, by a stroke of luck, Demon Emperor Ai Sen discovered space nodes densely covering around the Celestial Martial Continent, realizing its unique nature. After several ten thousand years of continuous exploration, he concluded, shockingly, that the entire Celestial Martial Continent was actually a grave, the grave of a peerless Heavenly Dao master.
To monopolize the treasure of the Heavenly Dao master, Demon Emperor Ai Sen devised a scheme to pit the other Demon Emperors who discovered the Celestial Martial Continent against each other, ultimately leading to their deaths. Subsequently, he left a wisp of his aura at the space nodes of the Celestial Martial Continent and returned to the nearest Cosmic City. There, he purchased ten thousand low-level demons and brought them here.
Five hundred thousand years later, although countless demon slaves have perished, their reproductive speed has been swift, now numbering over a hundred million. The five Great Demon Kings were merely the more powerful ones among the ten thousand demon slaves from five hundred thousand years ago.
For the treasure of the Heavenly Dao master, Demon Emperor Ai Sen had planned meticulously for five hundred thousand years, unwilling to accept failure.
"As long as I enter the Celestial Martial Continent, perhaps I can obtain the inheritance of that Heavenly Dao master and thus become a peerless Heavenly Dao master myself..."
With such thoughts flashing in his mind, a blazing light erupted in Demon Emperor Ai Sen’s eyes. A Heavenly Dao master is a pinnacle existence in the entire cosmos, their lifespan eternal, perishing only with the sun and the moon. A single Star Domain might not even have one such master. They are elusive, with unparalleled combat power.
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"Ahead should be Rainbow City!"
Chu Ming flew through the sky, a mental image of a map flashing in his mind. With his level of Martial Arts Realm, he had long achieved a photographic memory. The entire map of the Central Divine Domain was almost entirely etched clearly in his mind.
Slash!
Suddenly, a bright light flashed across the sky, a gray figure whizzing past Chu Ming, causing the space around them to ripple like flowing water.
"Such speed!"
Chu Ming secretly praised in his heart. However, the gray figure managed to surpass him because Chu Ming had not been flying at full speed. If he were, his speed might not differ much from that gray figure.
Chu Ming had no intention of competing for supremacy; after all, in terms of combat power, he was slightly stronger than the Five Great Swordsmen, just a notch below the six young giants.
Boom!
A terrifying light wave exploded ten thousand meters away from Chu Ming, then the entire sky turned black. A horrifying Sword Intent surged through the sky, a stable black Sword Light slicing through the sky, giving Chu Ming a familiar feeling.
Swish!
Chu Ming’s body moved lightly, flying towards the direction of the battle. If he guessed correctly, the previous Sword Light should have been emitted by the black-clothed swordsman he had just encountered in the Green Blood Secret Realm.
Boom!
Approaching the center of the battle, Chu Ming did not get too close, merely watching from afar. The Wind Waves raged chaotically.
From a distance, he saw two figures, one black and one gray, colliding madly in the sky, sparks flying. One of them was the gray figure that had just surpassed Chu Ming, while the other was the black-clothed swordsman. At this moment, the two were in a frenzied collision, fierce lights scattering wildly across the sky.
Chu Ming squinted his eyes; his vision was sharp enough to clearly see each move of the two. The gray figure wielded a peculiar, sharp longsword, its tip forked and flashing with a cold light. He had seen this type of sword before, wielded by assassins from the Nether Night Association who tried to kill him.
The middle-aged man in gray looked ordinary, around thirty to forty years old. The forked tip of his sword had dual attributes of slaughter and destruction. Each slash could break the black-clothed swordsman’s Sword Momentum.
However, the black-clothed swordsman was evidently no weakling either. Countless Sword Lights floated around him, each strike scattering numerous Sword Lights, forcing the gray swordsman to retreat.
"The Nether Night Pavilion indeed has great courage, daring to even attempt to assassinate me!"
The black-clothed swordsman had a cold expression, appearing to be only twenty-one or twenty-two. His sword emitted Aurora beams, shooting rapidly, with just a few moves forcing the gray-clothed assassin back. In the air, the gray assassin retreated back several dozen meters, his face turning crimson, his forked sword shimmering like flowing water.
"Black Swordsman, though you are one of the younger generation’s Five Great Swordsmen, others may fear you, but the Nether Night Pavilion does not."
The gray assassin’s momentum did not falter. The Black Swordsman had significant backing, standing behind him a King in the Life and Death Realm, but the Nether Night Pavilion did not fear them.
"Nether Night Pavilion? Assassination?"
Chu Ming’s thoughts stirred. He could almost confirm that the Nether Night Association in the Celestial Realm had intricate connections with the Nether Night Pavilion in the Central Divine Domain. He was no longer a novice, fully aware of the complexities within.
"Black Feather Thousand Kill Sword!"
The black-clothed swordsman’s expression turned grim, his sword radiating numerous beams, resembling countless black feathers flying in the sky, turning the entire sky black.
Boom!
This slash epitomized the essence and true meaning of the Sword Dao. In this slash, Chu Ming saw ultimate destructive and killing power.
Facing this slash from the Black Swordsman, the gray-clothed assassin’s expression also changed. He raised his forked sword, erupting with both slaughter and destruction Sword Intents, darkening the sky.