Chapter 543 - Saint Contender (1/2)

“Why… Why… Impossible!” the Demonic Emperor shrieked in horror. Then he cried out as loud as he could.

Zhou Xuanji looked up at him and said, “Do you know Kunlun Origin Court?”

The Demonic Emperor was stunned. What’s that?

The legendary swords pierced his soul once again in an instant and shredded him into ash.

Domineering!

Powerful!

After gaining higher insight into the Sword’s Way than the Sword Soul, Zhou Xuanji killed the Demonic Emperor instantly.

His cultivation did not grow but was using the power of Demon God Tianwu.

Not only so, he somewhat sensed that his soul was empowered. He was no longer like before.

“Could it be those words from the old immortal?”

Zhou Xuanji mumbled to himself. He was not surprised by the fall of the Demonic Emperor but began introspecting himself.

In the previous two decades, the old immortal preached once every few days. It was not about some energy techniques but about the laws of all things.

Those words were not that simple.

Unknowingly, they had tempered his soul.

“Who are you?” an icy voice came, and Zhou Xuanji glanced over.

He saw the Demonic Ancestor descending, enveloped by demonic Qi. Only the Demonic Ancestor’s face could be seen, filled with a baleful aura in between his brows.

Zhou Xuanji remembered his eyes.

It was the Demonic Ancestor that he used to admire.

At this moment, the Demonic Ancestor was no longer unsurmountable in his eyes.

Zhou Xuanji replied, “It’s not important. I’m merely settling a personal grudge with the Demonic Emperor.”

He stored up all his legendary swords and was about to leave.

Instantly, he disappeared from the underground space.

The Demonic Ancestor did not pursue but frowned in contemplation.

“Who is this person? Such sword might. Why haven’t I met him before?”

The Demonic Ancestor was puzzled in his heart. He had a peculiar expression on his face.

Someone that could kill the Demonic Emperor easily must not be ordinary.

The Beast Emperor suddenly appeared. Seeing that only the Demonic Ancestor was there, he was stunned.

“Amitābha, I didn’t expect another Saint Contender to be born in Wanshen Great Thousand.”

A merciful voice came. A pair of eyes lit up in the darkness — a pair of golden eyes.

The Demonic Ancestor and the Beast Emperor looked back simultaneously and showed fear in their eyes.

“Ninth Nether Buddha, you are finally willing to come out.”

The Beast Emperor ridiculed, but he felt pressure in his heart.

Another contender for the Saint’s position.

…

In the taoist temple.

The old immortal, who was meditating, opened his eyes suddenly and smiled in approval.

“Not bad. He gained insight into the meaning of the great Dao. Although it was only a surface understanding, he has already stepped into the door. My effort in spending my soul energy to preach to him was not in vain.”

The old immortal closed his eyes and began divining.

The smile on his face grew brighter.

At the same time.

In the void, and in a palace that floated among the asteroids.

“Pfftt—”

The Demonic Emperor vomited a mouthful of blood and instantly withered.

He opened his eyes that were filled with bitterness and hatred.

“Zhou Xuanji!”

Gritting his teeth, he exploded with fury.

After he calmed himself down, he took a deep breath.

He suddenly remembered Zhou Xuanji’s words.

Kunlun Origin Court…

Was that the name of a place?

Or the name of a faction?

He fell into deep thought. The battle with Zhou Xuanji was humiliating for him. He would never become a saint unless he settled this grudge against Zhou Xuanji.

…

Zhou Xuanji shuttled through the underground space quickly. He expanded his divine sense and made sure that no one followed him.