Their figures gradually disappeared on the horizon, leaving behind only the Divine Capital City occupied by the demonic cultivators, as well as the figures still engaged in fierce battle within the city.
In the imperial palace, Chen Ping wielded the Dragon Slaying Sword. His swordsmanship was bold and unrestrained, retaining the original dominance of the Dragon Slaying Sword while incorporating the eerie elements of the demon clan.
Each of his strikes carried the might to destroy heaven and earth, yet they were unpredictable, making it impossible to defend against.
The Soul Devourer Venerable was not willing to show weakness. Countless black soul threads surrounded his body. These soul threads, as if alive, continuously assaulted Chen Ping.
Each soul thread carried a powerful suction force, as if intending to draw out Chen Ping’s soul.
“Soul Devouring Threads!”
A flash of wariness appeared in Chen Ping’s eyes. “I didn’t expect you to have cultivated this evil technique to such a level!”
The Soul Devouring Threads were the Soul Devourer Venerable’s signature ultimate technique, capable of directly attacking an enemy’s soul. It was extremely insidious and overbearing.
Back in the Ninth Heaven, countless cultivators had died under these Soul Devouring Threads.
“Hmph, do you think you’re the only one who’s improved?”
The Soul Devourer Venerable sneered. “Although I’ve been trapped in this Sixth Heaven these years, I haven’t been idle!”
Countless Soul Devouring Threads assaulted Chen Ping, each one carrying a fatal threat.
Chen Ping dared not be careless. He quickly circulated the demonic energy and spiritual power within his body, forming a protective shield around himself.
“Clang, clang, clang!”
The Soul Devouring Threads continuously collided with the protective shield, producing crisp sounds.
The protective shield trembled violently, on the verge of being breached at any moment.
Chen Ping gritted his teeth, continuously injecting his internal power into the protective shield.
He knew that once the protective shield was broken, these Soul Devouring Threads would instantly draw out his soul. At that time, not only would he die, but the body he possessed would also suffer.
“Crimson Cloud, this is futile resistance!”
The Soul Devourer Venerable sneered. “You’re no match for me at all. You might as well surrender obediently! I can consider leaving you a wisp of soul!”
“Surrender?”
Chen Ping said disdainfully. “Do you think I, Crimson Cloud, am the type to fear death? Even if I die, I’ll drag you down with me!”
After speaking, Chen Ping suddenly increased the output of demonic energy. The protective shield instantly became more solid.
Immediately after, he wielded the Dragon Slaying Sword and charged towards the Soul Devourer Venerable. Black demonic energy surged on the sword body, forming a massive black sword qi.
“Courting death!”
The Soul Devourer Venerable snorted coldly. He formed seals with both hands. Countless Soul Devouring Threads converged, forming a massive black ghost claw that grabbed towards Chen Ping.
“Boom!”
The black sword qi collided with the black ghost claw, producing a massive shockwave.
The entire palace trembled violently. Tiles from the roof fell one after another, and deep, bottomless cracks appeared on the walls.
Chen Ping was forced back several steps by the shock, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
He could feel his power depleting rapidly. After all, he was just a wisp of soul, with limited strength he could exert. Prolonged high-intensity battle was a huge burden for him.
The Soul Devourer Venerable was not faring well either. Although his body had condensed to nearly eighty percent, it had not fully recovered.
Battling an opponent like the Crimson Cloud Demon Lord was also a considerable drain for him.
“Crimson Cloud, do you think you can stop me like this?”
The Soul Devourer Venerable sneered. “You’re too naive!”
After speaking, the Soul Devourer Venerable suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black demonic blood.
The demonic blood turned into a blood mist in the air, instantly enveloping the entire palace.
Within the blood mist, countless piercing screams rang out, as if innumerable wronged souls were struggling inside.
“Blood Soul Curse!”
Chen Ping’s expression changed, a flash of fear in his eyes. “You’ve even cultivated this forbidden technique!”
The Blood Soul Curse was an extremely insidious forbidden technique, requiring one’s own essence blood and the souls of countless departed spirits to cast.
