CHAPTER 497: CHAPTER 496 RED SKY SWORD_1

"What?"

Hearing this, Xie Zhiqiu’s expression changed drastically. That old demon was actually planning to seize his body?

Upon realizing this, he swiftly retreated, simultaneously swinging his Red Sky Sword ferociously, sending out a flame-like sword qi toward the dark shadow.

Similarly, members of the Green-faced Demon Sect, Tiger Demon Sect, and Leopard Demon Sect launched their own attacks, attempting to block the dark shadow.

"’KEKEKE! Mere ants, yet you dare attack me?’"

The black fog surged, and an incredibly piercing, evil laughter suddenly echoed. The black fog then swept out. Upon contact, the three energy beams, potent with True Qi, fizzled out, offering no resistance.

Seeing their attacks were entirely ineffective against the bizarre black fog, the expressions of the Green-faced Demon Sect members and the others changed, and they rapidly retreated.

SWOOSH!

As they retreated, the dark shadow within the black fog swept toward Xie Zhiqiu.

Ling Chen watched from a distance, his gaze dispassionate as he observed the four, who appeared helpless under the dark shadow’s assault. This predicament was entirely of their own making.

Moreover, the dark shadow’s power was terrifying. He knew he would be no match for it. Rushing in recklessly now would be suicide.

Xie Zhiqiu’s resistance was futile against the shadow. In the blink of an eye, black fog enveloped Xie Zhiqiu, and the dark shadow plunged into his body.

With a piteous cry, Xie Zhiqiu dropped the Red Sky Sword. His eyes flashed with black light as he clutched his head and howled.

"What’s wrong with him?"

Hearing this horrendous scream, Ling Chen’s expression also changed. What on earth is happening to him?

"’The demon is in the process of possession,’ the Human Emperor’s voice suddenly sounded. ’I didn’t expect this demon to possess such Divine Power. Normally, even those at the Saint Path realm cannot seize another’s body to occupy their physique. This demon must have some special method.’"

"Now is not the time for that discussion."

Hearing the word ’possession’ made Ling Chen’s scalp tingle. Such a Divine Power, seizing another’s body, was unheard of! Xie Zhiqiu hasn’t been completely possessed yet. I might still have time to escape.

With this thought, Ling Chen made a swift decision and immediately dashed towards the tower’s exit.

"Kid, you... trying to run?"

Xie Zhiqiu, not yet fully controlled, saw Ling Chen fleeing. A glint of malice flashed in his eyes.

"Demon!" Xie Zhiqiu’s eyes glinted with cold light. "As long as you promise me to rip this kid into a million pieces, I will let you possess my body! Otherwise, I’ll kill myself right now, destroy my body, and you won’t get what you want!"

"’Just killing that kid?’" a sharp voice echoed, followed by a sinister cackle. "’A mere boy at the Great Master level. Taking him down is as easy as turning my hand. Fine, I agree!’"

Hearing this, Xie Zhiqiu ceased to struggle. He merely glared venomously at Ling Chen. He was dead either way. But before he died, he had to take Ling Chen down with him! If it weren’t for this animal, he wouldn’t have ended up like this. Even in death, Ling Chen had to accompany him!

SWOOSH!

Suddenly, a black glow surged from Xie Zhiqiu’s body, enveloping him. His eyes became completely filled with a malevolent, savage light.

"’Still trying to escape my grasp, kid?’"

A sinister look flashed in "Xie Zhiqiu’s" eyes. His figure flickered, disappearing and then reappearing right in front of Ling Chen.

He tapped his foot, and an immense black aura gathered wildly behind him, faintly forming a dark phantom. Endless, mournful shrieks echoed from within the phantom, like the roars of ten thousand demons.

At this moment, a black radiance filled the sky, blotting out the sun, as if doomsday had arrived.

"ROAR!"

The dark phantom formed behind "Xie Zhiqiu." Then, following his low roar, a dark and malevolent hand tore out from within the phantom.

The dark hand was wreathed in rings of black light, looking exceptionally sinister.

Seeing such a terrifying offensive, Ling Chen quickly retreated. However, the dark hand was terribly fast, closing the distance in an instant.

Damn it, what do I do?

As Ling Chen retreated rapidly, the ground before him was pulverized. Floorboards were ripped up, and debris flew everywhere as if a storm had hit.

"’This demon’s power is immense. Kid, you’re finished this time,’ the Human Emperor’s voice sounded gravely."

"What?"

Ling Chen’s heart plummeted. Even the Human Emperor has no solution? Am I truly doomed this time?

No! I, Ling Chen, will not die here!

Until the very last moment, I will not give up!

Retreating rapidly, just as Ling Chen gripped his Thunder Shadow Sword, preparing for a final, desperate struggle, the Red Sky Sword, stuck in the ground nearby, suddenly began to vibrate violently. Then, WITH A HUM, the Red Sky Sword flew up on its own, shooting towards Ling Chen like a bolt of lightning.

"The Red Sky Sword!"

Ling Chen’s pupils constricted slightly. The Red Sky Sword! It’s the Array Eye of this sealing formation, no ordinary weapon. If I use this sword, I might have a chance!

Reaching out, he snatched the incoming Red Sky Sword. The moment his hand closed around the hilt, an intensely scorching power surged from it into his arm.

This power was incredibly immense.

Ling Chen felt as if his entire body was ignited by a layer of flames. A terrifying sword qi shot towards the heavens, and the heat swelled around him.

Holding the Red Sky Sword, Ling Chen felt as if possessed by a fire deity. At this moment, he wielded unprecedented power. He then swung the sword out fiercely.

CRACK!

The crimson Sword Light slashed out, directly cleaving the hand of black True Qi in two. The sword qi spread out, instantly dispersing all the black fog, sweeping it away entirely.

"What?!"

"Xie Zhiqiu’s" expression was one of profound shock. Meanwhile, behind Ling Chen, an immense red radiance erupted, revealing the phantom of a middle-aged man in a red robe. He held a Treasure Sword, an imposing figure whose Sword Intent pierced the heavens.

"’Damn you, Red Sky Old Ghost! Dead, yet you still won’t grant me peace!’"

Seeing the red-robed phantom behind Ling Chen, a look of dread surged into "Xie Zhiqiu’s" eyes. Evidently, this red-robed man was the one who had sealed him here for over two hundred years.

Even now, the memory filled him with lingering fear. He had been trapped for so long. If not for his tenacious Life Force and a Willpower a hundred times stronger than an ordinary person’s, the terrifying loneliness alone would have been enough to drive him mad, reducing him to a pile of withered bones.