darknovel Chapter 163 Welcoming the Human Race's Imperial Artifact
Chapter 163 Welcoming the Human Race's Imperial Artifact
"Pretentious!"
Gu Lie roared angrily.
He tried to suppress his inner unease with his voice.
"So what if you're stuck at the Golden Core limit?"
"I am a late-stage, Great Perfection Demon Commander, the same level as you!"
"Unparalleled in physical form!"
"You think you're worthy to fight me?!"
He held the knife with both hands.
The blade was infused with demonic energy from all over its body.
A black, ethereal dragon phantom materialized on the blade.
It roared and charged toward Xie Buci.
This strike.
There are no reservations.
He wanted to deal with this human race that made him uneasy.
Completely obliterated into dust.
Faced with this earth-shattering blow.
Xie Buci did not dodge.
They didn't even glance at it.
His hand.
He reached for the storage bag at his waist.
Not the one that usually carries a fan.
Instead, it's hidden in the innermost layer.
That tattered bag covered in mud and moss.
That's from the back of Qingquan Peak.
It was unearthed from that cenotaph that didn't even have a name.
"Gu Lie".
"You just asked me that."
"Do I want to learn from my senior brother?"
Thank you for not giving up your hand.
I grasped a cold, rough iron handle.
That feel.
It hurt my palm.
But it made him feel incredibly at ease.
"I'll tell you now."
"Should we learn from him or not?"
"It depends on what you do today."
"Whether you can kill me or not."
Xie Buci suddenly pulled something out of his storage bag.
Gu Lie's eyes widened.
He stared intently at what Xie Buci was holding.
That was a long mace.
Four feet long.
It is dark gold all over.
It was covered with mottled rust.
It looks like a fire poker that was just picked up from a pile of scrap metal.
There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy.
It was even a bit shabby.
But Guile's heart.
But at this moment it contracted violently.
A fear that originates from the depths of one's blood.
It made him tremble uncontrollably.
That was the demons' instinctive reaction to a certain name.
Xie Buci presented the mace with both hands.
His expression was solemn.
There was no trace of his usual laughter, anger, or scolding.
He spoke slowly.
Hoarseness.
Yet it carries a sense of desolation that transcends the passage of time.
"Descendant of the human race, I will gladly accept your thanks."
"In the name of the Emperor's transformation."
"The taboo of the Dao punishing the sword."
Each word was uttered.
The thunderclouds in the sky lowered even further.
Xie Buci held the iron mace in his hand.
It began to tremble.
The copper rust on the surface is peeling off in a rustling sound.
Its true form, within which golden lightning flowed, was revealed.
"Welcome the Human Race's Imperial Weapon—"
"Li Ting Mace!"
The black dragon that had originally pounced on him.
The instant I got close to him.
Boom—!
A golden beam of light.
It shot into the sky from the body of the mace.
The golden lightning directly shattered the black dragon.
At the same time, it tore through the dark clouds.
That was pure.
Domineering.
The Emperor's might was filled with an aura of destruction.
Under this oppressive force.
The demonic aura extends for ten miles around.
It was like encountering the lingering snow under the blazing sun.
It evaporated completely in an instant.
"Help me..."
Xie Buci suddenly opened his eyes.
In the pupil.
Golden lightning raged.
"Slay the demon!"
Those four elite demons.
Under this oppressive force.
Trembling and hesitant.
"Li...Li Tingjian?!"
Gure finally recognized what it was.
His face contorted instantly.
Original arrogance.
cruel.
Everything turned into extreme terror.
His voice became sharp and shrill.
"impossible!"
"That's absolutely impossible!"
"This is the weapon of that madman, 'Sword Slayer'!"
"That god of war has been dead for tens of thousands of years!"
"Li Dingguo died and his spirit vanished!"
"He clearly abandoned this thing in these ruins!"
"How did it end up in your hands?!"
"How did you find it?!"
Gu Lie feigned composure.
Even if he is the Demon General.
Even if he has a strong physical body.
But the moment I saw this mace...
He was still terrified.
In the history books of the demon race.
There is one name that is absolutely taboo.
The Great Emperor of the Human Race.
The emperor's title was transformed.
His name is Zhu Jian Shen.
Tens of thousands of years ago.
The man held this Li Ting mace.
They invaded the heart of the demon realm three times.
The Demon Court staged three "plowing the court and sweeping the cave" incidents.
They beat the Demon King of the Demon Clan until he bled profusely.
The Demon Lord fell like rain.
This mace is stained with the blood of the demon race.
Enough to converge into a river.
That is the pain and nightmare etched into the genes of every demon.
Xie Buci held the Liting Mace in his hand.
Golden lightning crackled around him.
It was as if an ancient thunder god had descended to earth.
He took a step forward.
The scorched earth beneath our feet crumbled.
Amidst the sky filled with lightning.
He looked at Gu Lie, who was already terrified.
He revealed a pale smile.
"Scared?"
"Don't be afraid."
Xie Buci slowly raised the imperial weapon in his hand.
It pointed towards Gu Lie's brow.
"Fifty years ago."
"You killed my senior brother."
"Fifty years later."
"I'll use this mace to send you on your way."
"Go to the underworld and apologize to him."
Golden lightning gathered at the tip of the mace.
It reflected Xie Buci's resolute face.
"That's fair."
......
Thunderclouds rolled in over the deadwood forest.
Golden arcs of electricity flashed wildly through the clouds.
Gu Lie stared intently at the dark gold mace in Xie Buci's hand.
His pupils contracted.
Every cell in my body is screaming "escape!"
Those are memories of fear etched deep within the bloodline of the demon race.
But he cannot escape.
Once you expose your back to this legendary weapon of war.
There is only one possible outcome.
He died without a complete corpse.
His survival instinct led him to make the right decision.
"Form ranks!"
Gu Lie roared as he gave the order.
His voice trembled almost imperceptibly.
The remaining four elite demons were also overwhelmed by the Emperor's might.
But their instincts from long-term training made them move quickly.
Five powerful streams of demonic energy shot into the sky.
They intertwined in the air to form a gigantic phantom of a black nightmare beast.
This is the signature skill of the Plain White Banner – the "Black Nightmare Soul Devouring Array".
With the combined strength of five people, they could easily withstand a powerful attack from a late-stage Golden Core cultivator.
Gu Lie felt a little more confident.
This human boy is wielding an imperial artifact.
But he was only at the Golden Core stage after all.
Ancient divine weapons of that level could drain a Nascent Soul cultivator in just a single breath.
He didn't believe Xie Buci could actually make a few moves.
"Outlast him!"
Gu Lie grinned maliciously as he gripped the bone knife in his hand.
As long as we can hold out until Xie Buci's spiritual power is exhausted.
This imperial weapon is his!
Xie Buci stared at the menacing phantom of the Black Nightmare Beast.
There were no unnecessary movements.
He simply raised the Li Ting Mace in his hand slowly.
The movements are very slow.
"Will you wear me down?"
Xie Buci's smile was cold.
That smile sent chills down Guile's spine.
"Gu Lie".
"Do you have some misunderstanding about the essence of 'Ancient Golden Elixir'?"
Or perhaps...
"Do you really think that spending all these decades surrounded by women has been a waste of my time and energy?"
The moment the words fell.
Xie Buci moved.
There are no fancy tricks.
It was just a simple downward chop.
"boom--!"
A thick golden lightning bolt shot out from the mace.
The phantom of the Black Nightmare Beast didn't even have time to let out a scream.
It was pierced directly by this pillar of lightning.
There were no obstacles.
"puff!"
The elite mid-stage Demon Commander standing at the very front of the formation.
His upper body exploded.
It turned into a foul-smelling cloud of blood.
Not even a bone fragment was left.
The remaining three elite demon generals in their later stages all coughed up a mouthful of black blood.
His body flew backward.
It crashed heavily onto the dead tree trunk.
Gu Lie felt a sharp pain in his chest.
That was the backlash from the forced breaking of the formation.
He looked at Xie Buci in disbelief.
Looking at that human who was still full of energy and showed no signs of exhaustion.
"How is that possible..."
Gu Lie gritted his teeth.
Fresh blood dripped down his chin.
"Backlash from the Imperial Weapon..."
"How can you be alright?!"
Xie Buci did not reply.
He took a step forward.
Lightning exploded beneath their feet.
The figure blurred in an instant.
The Nine Heavens Thunder Control Technique is operating at full power.
Combined with the extreme speed of the Free and Easy Step.
He transformed into a purple lightning bolt.
"The second one."
A cold voice rang in the ear of a late-stage Demon Commander elite.
The demon turned around in terror.
All I saw was a streak of dark golden light.
"Bang!"
Li Ting's mace struck him on the top of the head.
There was no blood splattering.
Because of that terrifying high temperature and lightning.
His head evaporated in an instant.
The headless corpse swayed.
It fell straight down.