Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 414 - 415: Ambushed (1st Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

Chapter 414: Chapter 415: Ambushed (1st Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

"The Xuanhan Physique! This is the Xuanhan Physique!"

The Flower Robber, upon laying eyes on Han Yueli, had his face undergo a dramatic change as he shouted out, making no attempt to hide the surprise in his expression.

And then he was ecstatic.

"To think I’ve encountered such an Innate Divine Body! Hahahaha, no wonder her strength is so formidable; it turns out to be an Innate Body! If I capture her, I can use supreme demonic skills to extract the Innate power from her body! Making my own physique transform into an Innate Body!"

"Innate Body! The Xuanhan Physique!"

The other three disciples of the Earth Demon Sect, hearing Flower Robber’s words, were also thrilled beyond measure.

Looking at Han Yueli, they were as if seeing a mountain of gold.

In Ancient Times, martial artists with an Innate Body were hotly contested acquisitions, because once you captured a martial artist with an Innate Body and extracted their Innate power using demonic skills, you could transform into an Innate Body yourself.

Having an Innate Body meant you became a being favored by the heavens.

Like Han Yueli, once the power within her bloodline was activated, her strength would not only increase by dozens of times but become terrifying to the extreme.

"You three, go kill those two pieces of trash. As for this little beauty, I shall deal with her personally!"

The Flower Robber laughed heartily and suddenly lunged towards Han Yueli, his hands waving, as he conjured infinite Spiritual Power.

This Spiritual Power instantly transformed into ropes, forming a golden net of Spiritual Power.

This net of Spiritual Power swiftly reached out to entangle and capture Han Yueli directly.

"This man, I will deal with him!"

Chu Fengmian had been planning to make his move when he saw the Flower Robber attack, but Han Yueli at his side stepped up first.

With a single sentence, she stopped Chu Fengmian and immediately, with a flicker of her form and drawing her Spirit Sword, charged towards the Flower Robber.

With one slash, she cleaved the golden net, cutting it apart.

Now, the strength of Han Yueli had drastically improved from before. Although she wasn’t quite as strong as the Flower Robber, there wasn’t a wide gap between them, and she wasn’t without fighting strength.

Moreover, the difference between Han Yueli and the Flower Robber wasn’t one of power, but that Han Yueli had not yet fully mastered the Xuanhan power.

If she were to fully control the Xuanhan power.

Now, Han Yueli’s strength should not be weaker than that of the Flower Robber.

"You two go deal with that little Beimang Academy brat first, and I’ll kill this Wind Controlling ant!"

The three black-cloaked saints of the Earth Demon Sect also charged over in a rush.

Two of them immediately clashed with Tabo Ding, contesting him, while the third one directly pounced towards Chu Fengmian.

His expression was icy as he looked disdainfully at Chu Fengmian.

"A little Wind Controlling kid, you’ve had enough fun, time to die!"

He spoke dismissively of Chu Fengmian, not taking him seriously at all.

After all, below the level of a saint, all were mere ants, and even though extraordinary geniuses existed who could shatter this adage,

He did not believe he would encounter such an outstanding talent here.

"Hmph!"

Chu Fengmian smirked, watching the black-cloaked saint rushing towards him, his eyes seeing nothing but a dead man.

This sort of common saint was, in Chu Fengmian’s eyes, no different from an ant.

Suddenly, he swung his hand, transforming it into a wave of Spiritual Power, and struck directly at the black-cloaked saint.

"Ignorant boy, still thinking of resisting?"

The black-cloaked saint, upon seeing Chu Fengmian’s counterattack, broke into laughter, nearly wheezing from amusement.

A Wind-controlling Martial Artist daring to strike a Saint was nothing short of suicidal.

Facing Chu Fengmian’s surge of Spiritual Power, he sneered contemptuously, ready to fend it off with a flick of his finger.

But the very next moment, as his fingertip touched the stream of Chu Fengmian’s Spiritual Power, it simply disintegrated.

Under the force of Chu Fengmian’s Spiritual Power, this robed Saint didn’t even qualify to resist; his finger was instantly obliterated.

Then it wasn’t just his finger; his entire body began to fragment, disintegrating layer by layer.

To the blow cast by Chu Fengmian, the robed Saint was as fragile as tofu, crumbling upon contact.

"How can this be?"

The robed Saint’s face showed extreme astonishment.

He was a Saint, whose body was supposed to be much harder than an ordinary Spiritual Artifact.

A Wind-controlling Martial Artist shouldn’t require the use of Spiritual Power; merely with his physical strength, he could easily crush Chu Fengmian.

Yet now, in front of this surge of Chu Fengmian’s Spiritual Power, his body became exceedingly fragile.

His full strength was completely ineffectual, not even slightly capable of resistance.

His whole arm was thoroughly shattered, dissipating into nothingness.

"Damn it! This boy’s strength is indeed suspicious!"

But no matter how unbelievable he found it, the scene before him was indisputable. He instantly rallied all the Spiritual Power in his body.

He transformed into an immense barrier, ready to withstand Chu Fengmian’s Spiritual Power.

"Futile struggle."

Chu Fengmian glanced at the robed Saint and shook his head.

His unleashed force of Spiritual Power, upon meeting the barrier, displayed its might, completely shattering the defense.

And with that surge of Spiritual Power, it swept over the robed Saint’s entire body, annihilating him thoroughly beneath its force.

He didn’t even have the chance to resist before he perished at the hands of Chu Fengmian.

"What’s happening?"

"What went on?"

The other two robed Saints, alerted by the commotion, turned their gaze in reflex.

They just so happened to witness the Saint being obliterated by Chu Fengmian.

"This waste, he couldn’t even deal with a mere Wind-controlling ant?"

"No, there’s something peculiar about this person’s strength!"

"So what, he’s still just an ant at the Wind-controlling level; kill him first then we’ll deal with the other one slowly!"

Another robed Saint suddenly lunged forward, clawing ferociously at Chu Fengmian.

As his claw struck out, the sky filled with white bones, morphing into existence.

They split into countless sharp talons and, in an instant, plunged towards Chu Fengmian.

"Die!"

Chu Fengmian’s voice was an icy whisper.

He then struck out with his palm.

"Die? Who do you think you are..."

The robed Saint began to sneer dismissively, but in the next instant, his body lay dead at Chu Fengmian’s hands.

Having witnessed these sect disciples from Earth Demon Sect attack fellow Martial Artists, Chu Fengmian naturally had no pity for these demons. With a single move, he also slaughtered the remaining two robed Saints.