Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor
Chapter 594 594, Primordial Undying Fist
Chu Ming's expression remained indifferent, with countless rays of starlight from the Sword Dao flashing in his eyes. His white robe fluttered, making him the only person, besides Emperor Luo, who dared to speak out.
"Chu Ming, you mustn't!"
Wang Xuanyi's face turned anxious. All of this had arisen because of him, and if Chu Ming were to lose his life because of him, he wouldn't die in peace.
"Very well, very well. Since your strength isn't bad, if you sign a Soul Contract with Black Eyes to serve as a slave for five hundred years, I can spare your life!"
Emperor Luo spoke coldly, every word mingled with his martial will, bombarding Chu Ming's martial heart, attempting to fundamentally dismantle his martial will.
However, Chu Ming's martial will was immensely strong. Emperor Luo's martial will struck him, but his expression didn't change in the slightest.
"Hahaha, Chu Ming, why don't you obediently roll down and show your gratitude!"
Black Eyes' face lit up with joy, temporarily forgetting the pain of losing his cultivation, and laughed recklessly. Although he couldn't stand Emperor Luo, he had to admit that Emperor Luo's strength was far beyond his reach.
"Serve as a slave for five hundred years? Emperor Luo wants to utterly ruin Chu Ming!"
"That's right. The lifespan of a Great Power of Transcendence is about five hundred years. He wants Chu Ming to be a slave for life!"
"This move is truly ruthless. Chu Ming is a genius. Making such a genius a slave might as well kill him!"
The onlookers' expressions changed, murmuring quietly, all skeptical of Chu Ming, inwardly astonished by Emperor Luo's coldness and ruthlessness.
"You want me to be a slave? I fear you don't have the right!"
A cold gleam flashed in Chu Ming's eyes. His left hand shimmered with blood light, and the Blood Dome Sword appeared in his grasp. The cold sword shadow shot straight into the sky, forming a sharp sword column.
"A longsword of half-step Celestial Tier?"
Greed flashed across Emperor Luo's eyes. Celestial Tier Magical Treasures were rare even among Life and Death Realm Kings. Most Life and Death Realm Kings wielded half-step Celestial Tier Weapons.
A half-step Celestial Tier Weapon could fetch at least tens of thousands of top-grade Spirit Stones at auction, and if traded for upper-grade Spirit Stones, it would be worth at least several billion.
Even Emperor Luo did not possess a half-step Celestial Tier Magical Treasure. Li Fire Sect had two Celestial Tier Magical Treasures. One was held by the Patriarch who had achieved the Emperor title, and the other was in the hands of the current Sect Leader. There were also a few half-step Celestial Tier Magical Treasures, each incredibly valuable. If he became a Life and Death Realm King, he might be qualified to wield them, but not now.
"No wonder you dare to provoke me. This is your reliance!"
Emperor Luo's expression turned serious, squinting slightly. Though a half-step Celestial Tier Magical Treasure was powerful, it depended on who wielded it.
"Rise!"
Chu Ming said nothing, but suddenly let out a long roar. The Secrets of Slaughter permeated the surroundings. In a flash of lightning and fire, countless blood-colored illusory small swords surrounded and attacked Emperor Luo. Forced to retreat, Wang Xuanzhi could only keep stepping back.
"A trifling trick!"
Emperor Luo snorted coldly, his eyes chilling to the extreme. His right fist clenched tightly, terrifying red light enveloping his fist like a scorching iron, smashing into the surrounding layers of sword shadows.
Secrets of Power, explode!
Secrets of Earth, explode!
Pu pu pu...
The blood-colored small swords around were instantly destroyed, blood light scattered, and the fragments of cold sword light sent chills down the spine of onlookers.
Bang bang bang...
Emperor Luo walked through the air, with each step, terrifying pressure shattered the space. Soon, his fists transformed into dragons, carrying immense power, twisting the space, crashing towards Chu Ming from one end of the space.
Ding!
The sword light of the Blood Dome Sword swept across the sky, forming a terrifying arc before cutting into Emperor Luo's fist, sparks flying, like a rain of fire.
A tremor force transmitted, Chu Ming felt the particles in his body trembling wildly, his flesh being torn apart, but the Undying Divine Power permeated, and he quickly recovered.
Boom!
Emperor Luo staggered back a step, moving like a dragon, charging towards Chu Ming. Chu Ming's strength surprised him, but he knew the uniqueness of his own power. Those who clashed with him head-on would not have a good outcome, with torn organs being the least of it.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two collided, terrifying waves of energy sweeping around. Chu Ming was constantly blown away, but Emperor Luo was equally strained.
However, the onlookers were already stunned. The scene before them was vastly different from their expectations. In their minds, Emperor Luo should have crushed Chu Ming with ease, followed by a brutal humiliation and the destruction of his cultivation.
"Unbelievable, with Chu Ming's current display of strength, he could at least rank in the top twenty of the Transcendence List!"
A gray-robed martial artist exclaimed, his face dazed.
"Heh, do you think you can fathom Emperor Luo's strength? I saw him with my own eyes a few days ago, killing a tenth-level Low Tier demon beast with a single punch!"
The core disciple of Blood Cloud Palace sneered. His words silenced the crowd, leaving everyone dumbfounded. A tenth-level Low Tier demon beast could rival a human Seventh Layer Transcendence Realm powerhouse.
"Emperor Luo indeed deserves his place as the top seventh genius on the Transcendence List!"
After a long while, an old man in a white robe sighed regretfully, feeling like pigs compared to Emperor Luo.
Bang bang bang bang...
In the air, blood and red light interweaved. The crowd could barely see the figures, only the surrounding space tearing and mending, with powerful aftershocks spreading for miles.
Boom!
After another collision, both Chu Ming and Emperor Luo retreated madly. Emperor Luo's face filled with shock as he exclaimed, "How is this possible?!"
In his mind, after countless collisions, Chu Ming's body should have been torn apart by now. However, Chu Ming showed no sign of weakening, clearly uninjured.
Boom!
Chu Ming swung his sword, and a thousand-meter dazzling sword light burst forth, sweeping towards Emperor Luo. Having refined the Undying Tree, he could always maintain his peak state, unaffected by anything.
"Die!"
Emperor Luo roared angrily, thrusting his right fist out in a terrifying punch, shattering the thousand-meter sword light. The fragments of cold sword light splattered, forcing the onlookers to retreat quickly.
Emperor Luo's red cloth fluttered as he adopted a solemn expression. The Primordial Power permeating his body formed a terrifying red Battle Armor, amplifying his already intimidating aura.
"Primordial Undying Fist!"
Boom!
Possessing the Primordial Body, Emperor Luo's Primordial Power was endless. With a punch, the high concentration of Primordial Power solidified, dripping from the sky, terribly terrifying. A tearing sound emerged, a terrifying crimson vortex formed in his hand, the surrounding space tearing and spreading towards Chu Ming.
The red light in the sky was filled with deathly energy!