Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 85, Beast Tide (Part 2)

Ling Fan’s sword was exceptionally fierce. Although he hadn’t reached the level where he could kill a person within ten steps or traverse a thousand miles without stopping, using it felt like an extension of his arm. Taking advantage of his retreat, he harvested the lives of dozens of Demon Beasts.

"Ah!"

A piercing scream filled the air, unusually tragic. Ling Fan sensed something was wrong. Glancing to the side, he saw the True Dao elder battling the Golden-eyed Demon Vulture in the sky. At this moment, the elder’s right arm was torn off by the vulture, causing him to convulse in pain.

Swish! Swish!

Ling Fan gritted his teeth, stomped fiercely on the ground, creating a deep pit with dust flying everywhere. He lunged at the Thousand-faced Ghost Ox, his sword force slicing the air into countless fragments.

Moo!

The Thousand-faced Ghost Ox’s body was enormous, its hair standing upright like steel spikes. Seeing Ling Fan’s sword approaching, it roared to the sky, releasing a strange wave of Spiritual Power that shattered Ling Fan’s sword force completely.

Poof

However, at that moment, the shattered sword force suddenly changed direction, transforming into fragments that rushed towards the Golden-eyed Demon Vulture behind the Ghost Ox. In the blink of an eye, they reached their target.

The vulture’s feathers stood alert, its body shooting towards the sky like an arrow. Yet, the sword fragments moved faster, exploding on its body instantly.

Poof, poof, poof...

The vulture’s feathers, as hard as paper now, were shredded into countless star-like fragments, falling from the sky. One of its wings was torn off, causing it to lose balance and plummet. If its speed and reaction hadn’t been quick enough, its body would have been torn instead.

Even so, with its wing torn, the vulture’s power was halved. Seeing this, disappointment flashed on Ling Fan’s face. He had calculated this strike to kill the vulture instantly, but its rapid response left it with only one wing severed. Nevertheless, the immediate crisis was averted.

Boom

In that moment of Ling Fan’s distraction, the Ghost Ox spit several black light projectiles at him. Although these weren’t as powerful as the previous ones, they could still inflict significant harm if they hit him.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Ling Fan retreated while swinging his sword. Each swing shattered a light projectile. Retreating over a hundred meters, he finally destroyed all the projectiles, panting slightly. Meanwhile, other battle groups continued fighting chaotically.

Although humans had one more True Dao Martial Artist than the Demon Beasts, the Bloodthirsty Dark Bees were Low Tier Sixth Level Demon Beasts. One True Dao Martial Artist couldn’t resist them, it took two to barely hold their ground. Thus, humans’ advantages evaporated.

Chu Ming was madly slaughtering Fourth Level Demon Beasts in the beast tide. With each sword swing, he claimed the lives of ten or more beasts, demonstrating immense strength.

Poof

A gray figure raced towards Chu Ming amidst the chaos, reaching him in an instant and biting towards his back.

Chu Ming sneered. His back seemed to have eyes as he flipped around and swung his sword. Sword Aura blossomed at the tip, tearing through the air, shooting towards the gray figure.

Poof

Hit by Chu Ming’s sword, the gray figure screeched and retreated over ten meters, watching Chu Ming warily.

Fourth Level Top Tier Demon Beast, Dark Nether Bee!

Surviving Chu Ming’s strike, the Dark Nether Bee remained uninjured, buzzing vibrantly, showcasing its extraordinary nature.

Seeing the bee, surprise flashed in Chu Ming’s eyes. Belonging to ancient bloodlines, this Fourth Level Top Tier Demon Beast’s strength far surpassed other beasts of the same tier.

If Chu Ming hadn’t advanced in his Fire Burning True Skill, he wouldn’t be a match for the bee. But that was a hypothetical scenario. The bee could withstand one sword strike, but certainly not dozens.

Swish, swish, swish

Chu Ming’s foot lightly stomped, transforming into a fierce wind rushing towards the Dark Nether Bee.

The bee, half-human-sized, gray-bodied, had a sharp sting at its tail end, flashing with purple poison, appearing malicious.

Poof!

A purple sting shot from the bee’s tail, aiming at Chu Ming, invisible and formless, piercing the air. Using his strong Soul Power, Chu Ming easily tracked its trajectory.

He swung his sword instantly, deflecting the sting. However, he was surprised by the sting’s immense force, causing his arm to momentarily paralyze.

Poof

Chu Ming’s sword strike sent the bee flying. Not missing the opportunity, he pursued like a bird in flight, slashing at the bee.

After dozens of strikes, blood marks appeared on the bee’s body. Chu Ming unleashed all his Spiritual Power, delivering a final slash that split the bee in two.

Whew!

Cutting its right ear, Chu Ming discovered a gray Crystal Stone inside the bee’s body—the Dark Nether Bee’s Demon Core.

Placing the core into his Storage Ring, he now had eight Demon Cores. Of course, this included those found in Li Qing’s Storage Ring, which contained two cores, two thousand Lower Grade Spirit Stones, several bottles of Elixir, with the most precious being a Profound Level Middle Tier Swordsmanship manual.

The Thousand Leaves Swordsmanship, Profound Level Middle Tier, with sword Qi like flying leaves, each strike lethal, killing invisibly. Cultivated to perfection, it could alter sword Qi’s trajectory like leaves swaying in the void.

Chu Ming recognized this Swordsmanship would be perfect for assassins.

Assassins prioritized lethal strikes, never needing a second attempt, killing invisibly and unnoticed. This martial technique suited their cultivation; Chu Ming decided to study it thoroughly after the beast tide.

Gazing around, the beast tide seemed endless. Chu Ming estimated the beasts numbered around two million.

Poof

Not far from Chu Ming, a skinny man took advantage of the chaos to kill a human Martial Artist, looting his treasures, his face showing satisfaction.

"Hehe, that’s the seventh one already; killing humans is far quicker for wealth than killing beasts!"

The skinny man chuckled, continuing to seek his next target. Many shared his view, seizing the beast tide’s chaos as the perfect opportunity for murder and looting.