Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 309 - 310: Even the Saint Must Kneel (4th Update) (Please Collect, Reward, and Recommend)

Chapter 309: Chapter 310: Even the Saint Must Kneel (4th Update) (Please Collect, Reward, and Recommend)

"You little beast, stop your insolence!"

Zhao Podi was also a Semi-Saint, an unbeatable figure. He was momentarily panicked when Chu Fengmian effortlessly neutralized his Thousand Demons Slash.

But now, faced with danger, he reacted instantly, and shadows of Ancient Demon Gods appeared before him.

Countless Heavenly Demons rushed towards Chu Fengmian’s palm to block it.

However, in front of Chu Fengmian’s palm, these numerous Heavenly Demons were extremely fragile, all being annihilated like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.

"Zhao Podi, aren’t you known as the invincible young master of the Zhao family? Arrogant and presumptuous, today you will kneel before me and properly confess and reflect!"

Chu Fengmian’s hand moved dramatically, fiercely slapping down from the sky, a terrifying force immediately enveloping Zhao Podi’s body.

This terrifying Spiritual Power nearly forced Zhao Podi to his knees.

"I will not kneel! I am an invincible figure! I am a Semi-Saint! How can I be defeated by a Wind Realm Martial Artist!"

"Unbeatable Demon God! The world belongs to demons!"

A torrential demon intent burst forth from Zhao Podi.

This Zhao Podi practiced a terrifying Ancient Demon Technique; he was inherently a demon lord, not so easily subdued. True demon lords could not even be subdued by Semi-Saints.

Instantly, Zhao Podi resisted. His Spiritual Power burst forth suddenly, his strength increasingly wanting to genuinely contend with Chu Fengmian.

Under the pressure exerted by Chu Fengmian, he even further advanced his demon technique, even attempting to backlash against Chu Fengmian and annihilate him.

"Ancient Demon God! Single Demon Transformation!"

On Zhao Podi’s body, various changes began to occur. His body sprouting countless black scales, a giant horn emerging on his head, fully demonized.

His transformed appearance resembled a famous Ancient Demon God from the Ancient Times, "Single Demon."

This Single Demon, famed for its power to tear the heavens and split the earth, was terrifyingly powerful.

Now, having transformed into the Single Demon, Zhao Podi, bolstered by its power, surged to an extreme.

He even tore a gap in the Spiritual Power oppressing him from Chu Fengmian.

"Boy, did you really think you could suppress me? Thank you for pushing me further under this pressure. My demon technique has been perfected. To thank you, let me kill you and devour your flesh!"

Zhao Podi roared maniacally, resembling a true Demon God, his Spiritual Power still skyrocketing, violently crashing towards Chu Fengmian.

"This is bad, Zhao Podi has actually perfected his demon technique amidst this opportunity!"

Qian Ya, standing to the side, saw Zhao Podi’s transformation and exclaimed in shock.

Zhao Podi’s demon technique had always been incomplete, only one step away from being perfected, but he had struggled endlessly to break through.

But now, under the pressure from Chu Fengmian, Zhao Podi had instead achieved a breakthrough, the demon technique perfected; he could now transform into an Ancient Demon God, his power several times more terrifying than before.

"No matter, I have said, ants will always be ants, and no struggling will overturn the heavens!"

Chu Fengmian spoke calmly, without even blinking.

All these resistances from Zhao Podi, in Chu Fengmian’s view, were merely the struggles of an ant.

If Zhao Podi’s strength advanced further, reaching above the third level of Divine Power, perhaps Chu Fengmian might have some concerns.

But such a newly ascended Semi-Saint certainly did not qualify to be taken seriously by Chu Fengmian.

"Kneel to me!"

Chu Fengmian’s eyes flashed, endless dragon might bursting forth from his body, and his hand fiercely pressed down.

Zhao Podi’s body suddenly stalled in mid-air, and then under this formidable force, he began to kneel.

"This is impossible!"

Xue Sha, the observing prince, practically shouted out loud, unable to conceal his surprise.

Who is Zhao Podi? The Little Invincible of the Zhao family! A just-promoted Saint, who now had even mastered his demonic skills, enabling Xue Sha to barely defeat the current Zhao Podi if they were to battle.

And to make Zhao Podi kneel?

Perhaps only a character at the pinnacle of the Saints, disregarding the threat of life and death, could achieve this.

But now, this Zhao Podi, who had mastered his demonic skills, was completely suppressed by Chu Fengmian.

What he couldn’t achieve, Chu Fengmian could.

Chu Fengmian wasn’t even a Saint yet, not even a Semi-Saint.

How could he not be shocked?

"Is this person even human?"

Xue Sha muttered to himself, feeling threatened by the aura emanating from Chu Fengmian, even feeling a trace of fear in his heart.

Fear.

He, Xue Sha, a four-level Divine Power being, was actually afraid in front of Chu Fengmian.

Afraid in front of a warrior at the Controlling Wind level.

Xue Sha didn’t want to admit it, but his heart couldn’t lie to him.

Chu Fengmian before him truly had a terrifying ability.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

From Zhao Podi’s body, countless martial skills and endless, violent power burst forth, attempting to break through the Spiritual Power pressing down from Chu Fengmian.

But none of his power could shake Chu Fengmian in the slightest.

It was like a mayfly shaking a tree!

"I will not kneel! My blood is noble! I have inherited the Ancient Demon Path! I am to revive the Ancient Demon Path in the future! I will never kneel!"

Suddenly, black veins appeared on Zhao Podi’s body, his power wildly surging from within these veins.

"Demon blood?"

Chu Fengmian saw those black veins and laughed out loud.

"It seems you really had a great encounter, to even possess demon blood!"

This demon blood, the true blood of Ancient Demon Gods, though Chu Fengmian didn’t know which Demon God it came from, any drop possessed power equal to that of Ancient Dragon Blood.

If this demon blood were extracted and refined, it would be far more useful than countless Spiritual Medicines, enhancing Chu Fengmian’s strength.

"Strip!"

Chu Fengmian waved his hand, and on Zhao Podi’s body, a wound emerged, numerous black ** blood, being stripped from Zhao Podi’s veins.

Drop by drop of demon blood, containing terrifyingly demonic qualities and immense pure Spiritual Power.

"No! My demon blood! My power! You dare strip away my power! I want you dead! I want you dead!"

Zhao Podi felt his demon blood being continuously stripped by Chu Fengmian and screamed wildly, his transformation into a lone demon creating ear-piercing cries that were extremely irritating to Chu Fengmian.

"Shut up!"

Chu Fengmian scoffed coldly, grabbed, and instantly pulled out Zhao Podi’s tongue, making him unable to speak again.

Countless demon blood was extracted by Chu Fengmian, and Zhao Podi’s strength was also greatly diminished in an instant, his power originating from within the demon blood. Now, he no longer had the power to resist.

Under Chu Fengmian’s oppressive aura, he knelt straight before Chu Fengmian.