Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 423 - 424: Wang Ao (4th Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

Chapter 423: Chapter 424: Wang Ao (4th Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

The completion of the Slaughter Sword Technique was to condense the form of the Ancient Slaughter God.

With the power of the Ancient Slaughter God, the true path of slaughter was formed.

However, achieving mastery over the Slaughter Sword Technique and condensing the true form of the Ancient Slaughter God was no small feat.

In the entire Nine Domains, those who could accomplish this were rare, not exceeding the number of fingers on one hand.

To refine it, it was unknown how much blood essence needed to be consumed. For instance, Chu Fengmian, possessing vast wealth, had purchased a vast amount of holy blood essence.

Moreover, having seized all the holy blood essence from the hands of a prestigious figure, Chu Fengmian had managed to condense only the weakest left hand of the Ancient Slaughter God’s body.

But this difficulty in condensation was within Chu Fengmian’s expectations. If it were so simple to achieve completion, the Slaughter Sword Technique would not possess such a formidable reputation.

The stronger the power desired, the greater the price to be paid. Although Chu Fengmian was powerful, his breakthroughs still required immense difficulty.

At least for now, Chu Fengmian did not feel as though he had any chance of breakthrough without seeking even more extraordinary opportunities.

"Ancient Slaughter God! Grant me strength!"

Chu Fengmian shouted coldly, and in a moment, the left hand of the Ancient Slaughter God condensed behind him.

Strands of the most intense intent to kill gathered, turning the whole world into what seemed like a sea of blood.

With the appearance of the Slaughter God, a sea of blood spread everywhere.

Even Han Yueli, standing next to Chu Fengmian, couldn’t help but gather her Spiritual Power, wanting to resist.

Undoubtedly, the Slaughter Sword Technique was immensely powerful, deserving of its reputation as one of the strongest swordsmanships in the Nine Domains.

Merely condensing its weakest left hand wielded such terrible power.

If it were possible to go further, condensing the right hand of the Ancient Slaughter God or even the entire form.

The Slaughter Sword Technique could become even more perfected and powerful.

Feeling the power of the Slaughter Sword Technique at that moment, Chu Fengmian took a deep breath, dissipating the phantom of the Ancient Slaughter God behind him.

On Chu Fengmian’s body, the terrifying intent to kill finally disappeared.

Feeling the disappearance of the murderous intent on Chu Fengmian, Han Yueli dared to come closer and couldn’t help but exclaim,

"This sword technique is truly unparalleled in strength, I felt immense pressure."

Just now, when Chu Fengmian was fully exerting the Slaughter Sword Technique and condensing the killing intent, even Han Yueli did not dare to approach him closely.

Even though she knew Chu Fengmian would not strike her under any circumstances, her instincts told her that approaching him recklessly could lead to being slain by him.

The enhancement of killing intent by the Ancient Slaughter God was indeed a terrifying matter.

"To advance further, even more holy blood essence is needed. Four hundred barrels? Five hundred? Six hundred? At least an exponential amount is required to condense other parts of the Ancient Slaughter God."

Chu Fengmian paused, then spoke calmly.

This weakest left hand had already cost Chu Fengmian a full two hundred barrels of holy blood essence.

To progress further, it would only be possible by paying exponentially more.

"Even the essence of mythical beings must be sought, as their essence is much richer than that of holy beings and would be of great benefit to me."

Chu Fengmian stated aloud.

While the spiritual power of the mythical being’s essence might be similar to that of the holy blood essence, the very essence of the mythical beings far surpassed that of the holy essence.

After all, how terrifying could the blood of a demon god be? It was probably dozens of times more potent than that of a human saint.

Just depending on the blood of a saint to make another breakthrough would take who knows how much more. Using the blood of a demon god, on the other hand, would save a lot of effort.

"Let’s go, let’s attend the banquet."

Chu Fengmian woke up and spoke.

Now, he too wanted to see what exactly the Xu family was plotting with this banquet.

"Okay."

Han Yueli nodded her head.

In the adjacent room, Tuoba Ding also woke up and came out, then followed Chu Fengmian and left the room.

With the strength of the three of them, they arrived in an instant in front of a massive palace of the Xu family.

Near this palace, there were countless Xu family guards guarding it, extremely strict.

One powerful martial artist after another emerged and came near this palace.

"Make way! The people from the Wang family are here!"

Just as Chu Fengmian arrived in front of the palace, someone suddenly shouted loudly. Then the countless people around, like a flood, all stepped back at once.

They cleared a wide path.

Then a carriage came walking through this path, and this carriage was actually a terrestrial-level spiritual artifact, forged by various means, within which ordinary saints couldn’t threaten anyone inside.

The horses pulling the carriage were also not ordinary horses but a kind with a strand of real dragon bloodline, the Redscale Horse, with a body covered in red scales, reportedly possessing dragon blood, capable of traveling ten thousand miles in a day without a problem.

Such a Redscale Horse might be worth around a hundred million Nine Tripods Pills each, and this carriage was pulled by no fewer than eight such Redscale Horses.

Adding the carriage, its worth was at least ten billion in value.

"This display is quite grand, the Wang family seems to be a major family indeed."

Chu Fengmian thought to himself and then stirred his spiritual sense, observing.

The carriage slowly stopped in front of the palace, and from it stepped a white-haired man.

This white-haired man seemed only in his early twenties, but for some unknown reason, he had white hair. As he stepped down from the carriage and glanced over everyone, he showed a kind of disdain that came from within.

"This person is Wang Ao, an Inner Sect Disciple of our Beimang Academy. However, it is said that he is close to being promoted to a Seed Disciple, with a power index approaching ten, only a step from being a Seed Disciple, almost invincible among the Inner Sect Disciples."

Tuoba Ding, seeing this white-haired man, suddenly whispered to Chu Fengmian.

"The power of the Wang family, compared to the Tuoba family standing behind me, is even greater, and it holds significant sway in Beimang Academy. Do the Xu family people actually have a connection with the Wang family?"

Surprise also filled Tuoba Ding’s voice, as if he was not aware of this connection.

"There are actually Beimang Academy disciples here as well."

A smile appeared on Chu Fengmian’s lips, things were indeed getting more interesting.

"It’s Wang Ao."

"The people from the Wang family, why are they in our Douxuan Kingdom?"

The countless people around, seeing Wang Ao, also seemed extremely surprised, somewhat disbelieving.

They were unclear why Wang Ao would appear here.

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