If it were usual times, Fire God Ning Lie wouldn't dare to be so rampant in front of Chu Ming, but now that Chu Ming is at the peak of the storm, Ning Lie wasn't the only one hostile towards him.

He didn't believe Chu Ming could remain calm in the face of so many elites. In truth, he was destined for disappointment.

"Hand over your Storage Ring, let us search it, and if there's nothing, we will believe you!"

Emperor Luo fell silent for a moment before speaking coldly. Within a few breaths, dozens of figures had flown over from afar, their powerful auras making the sky change color.

"Do you all think the same?"

Chu Ming asked indifferently, his words devoid of any emotion. The Storage Ring contained countless treasures that would make people envious, and asking an elite to surrender it was inherently humiliating.

"Chu Ming, you should hand over the Exotic Treasure. This won't do you any good."

Ling Yun's eyes glinted with a trace of malice. Whether Chu Ming had the Exotic Treasure wasn't certain, but that no longer mattered. Just pushing Chu Ming against everyone else was worth it.

Wang Xue'Er's expression turned serious. Although she had never fought Chu Ming, she sensed a deadly fright from him.

However, thinking of the endless tide of elites coming, she felt slightly relieved.

"Then you should all die!"

Chu Ming said coolly, the Blood Dome Sword suddenly appearing in his hand. A cold Sword Light spread out, transforming into a terrifying Sword River that extended around him at extreme speed, leaving a trail of sword shadows in the air.

"How daring!"

Ling Yun shouted, his fingers slightly curling, and immediately, three powerful Finger Forces burst from his fingertips, forming a blue terror vortex aimed at the aggressive Sword Light.

Boom!

Puff, puff, puff...

Ling Yun had never expected that his three Finger Forces wouldn't shatter the Sword Light but instead send himself flying a hundred meters away.

Explosions resounded, and under the strike of one sword, a dozen young elites unable to dodge were reduced to white light.

"Undying Nine Tribulations Fist: Blood Float!"

Boom!

The Snow Demon Immortal's garments fluttered, eyes filled with Undying Qi. His right fist's Undying Power doubled, reaching the Eighth Layer in an instant, turning into a terrifying fiery sun, striking at Chu Ming with a fierce red dragon's light.

At the same time, Wang Xue'Er's surroundings were covered in ice and snow. An enormous Ice and Snow Giant Sword hovered above her head, its chilled Sword Light turning into a blue shadow, slashing towards Chu Ming.

Fire God Ning Lie surrounded himself with flames, continuously shooting three terrifying Flame Palm Seals from his hands, covering the sky and swallowing the heavens. Liu Shengchuan, Emperor Luo, and Emperor Wuji launched their attacks simultaneously, causing the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power to boil instantly.

Behind Immortal Changqing, a shadow of a towering tree loomed, vividly alive, attacking Chu Ming repeatedly.

Eight elites ganged up on Chu Ming, creating a spectacular sight that even stunned the elites who arrived later.

"Immortal Undying Sword!"

Chu Ming's white robe floated, and facing the eight elites, he too felt immense pressure. He tilted the Blood Dome Sword in his hand towards the sky, and a faint golden Sword Aura burst forth, causing countless sparks to fly in the air.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of terrifying collisions echoed, and the gigantic red fist shadow in the sky was instantly shattered by Chu Ming's sword, dispersing into Undying Qi. The Ice and Snow Giant Sword fell abruptly. Chu Ming's right hand opened slightly, gripping the Ice and Snow Giant Sword tightly. With a snap, the sword shattered into shards, causing Wang Xue'Er's face to turn pale.

At that moment, Fire God Ning Lie's Fire Wave Palm and Immortal Changqing's shadow of the towering tree struck at Chu Ming with astonishing speed, completely engulfing him, leaving no gap.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Terrifying explosions rang out, and the surrounding space instantly turned to Void, with a black hole appearing, madly devouring the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power around it.

"Should be injured, right?"

Ling Yun thought to himself. With such a level of destructive force, it was impossible to kill Chu Ming outright, but injuring him should be no problem.

The eight elites stared unblinkingly at the Void in the space, where the Spiritual Power slowly dissipated. From within that power, a white figure gradually emerged from the black hole, gazing coldly at the crowd.

"What?! Not injured?!"

Immortal Changqing's eyes flashed with shock, as if they had seen a ghost. Without thinking, they immediately retreated, but at that moment, an extremely fast Sword Aura shot out from the space, brimming with endless coldness.

Puff!

A bone-deep scar appeared on Immortal Changqing's chest, her face turning deathly pale. With just one sword strike, she was severely injured.

Boom!

"Kill!!"

Ling Yun roared, changing the color of the heavens and the earth. He leaned back, raising his right hand and letting his fingers fall coldly. A terrifying Finger Force burst forth, striking with the Soul-breaking Finger.

"Soul-breaking Finger!"

The terrifying Finger Force slashed towards Chu Ming. The sky darkened as the other seven elites struck again. Emperor Luo, wrapped in yellow light, connected directly with the earth, drawing power from it. A yellow vortex swirled on his right fist, striking at Chu Ming with an explosion of white energy waves.

Brilliant lights flashed simultaneously in the sky, sharp and heavy. Chu Ming wielded the Blood Dome Sword, not daring to stop for even a moment. The Sword Light turned into a Sword River, forming a terrifying Sword Curtain around him.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sparks flew from the tip of the Blood Dome Sword as if sprinkling a firestorm.

Boom!

"Kill!"

Chu Ming roared, his eyes narrowing. He entered a state devoid of any sword, raising the Blood Dome Sword above his head and slashing it against the wind. The Sword Aura soared like a heavenly steed. Emperor Luo was sent flying by Chu Ming's strike.

"Die!"

A cold voice devoid of emotion sounded behind Chu Ming, and immediately, a wave of terrifying energy swept towards him. Without turning his head, Chu Ming sensed a Sword Aura slashing at him horizontally.

Liu Shengchuan's sword, like hanging stars and the moon, arrived instantly.

Swish!

The swords clashed, sparks flying. The Blood Dome Sword quivered slightly, instantly deflecting Liu Shengchuan's sword.

Puff!

A wound tore across Liu Shengchuan's chest, and he quickly retreated, showing a trace of fear on his face.

Boom!

A punch from the Snow Demon Immortal hit Chu Ming directly, sending him flying hundreds of meters, the Fist Force exploding with terrifying intensity.

Puff...

Chu Ming's face turned pale, unable to help spitting out a mouthful of blood.