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My Arts Evolve When Perfected

Chapter 238 - 237: When Enemies Meet
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Chapter 238: Chapter 237: When Enemies Meet

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!—

[Extreme] and [Gale] clashed with tremendous force. [Gale] condensed his Sword Intent and, using the mastery over the Gale Spirit Charm he had perfectly inherited from the Demon Emperor [Cang], unleashed slashes as sharp as Wind Blades.

The icebergs and frozen surfaces, so thick their bottoms couldn’t be seen, cracked instantly wherever his Sword Intent grazed them, offering not the slightest resistance.

Having completely devoured the Demon Emperor’s remnant Soul, his power was on a completely different level. Even against [Extreme], whose body had been consumed by Ancestor [Kun], he could fight evenly, holding his own.

In fact, with the method given to him by [Chen] before he left, he was able to gain the upper hand, looking for an opportunity to land a killing blow.

’It won’t be easy to kill [Extreme], but I can definitely immobilize him for a while. After all, no matter how thick his skin is, it can’t withstand my sharp Sword Intent.’

At this thought, [Gale] seized an opening. The ancient blade he held high suddenly flipped, and a flash of silver streaked across the sky like a fleeting bolt of Thunder.

The Frost Shield that had materialized before [Extreme] shuddered as if struck by a battering ram, then a huge crack split it open, making his heart skip a beat. "How did this guy learn Human Race techniques? And they’re so domineering!"

Without a doubt, all who could enter the Northern Boundary were the absolute top geniuses from Blue Star. They were bound to be trailblazers in their respective fields of Cultivation; there were no mediocre ones among them.

And in [Extreme]’s memory, Feng Li was a renowned Great Demon of the Ancestral Return Realm, equivalent to a Human Race expert nearing the Grandmaster Realm. In ancient times, this level was called the Half-Step Peeping Dao Realm.

’While the rich Spirit Charm of the Human Race’s Ancestor Secret Realm is one factor, there’s no denying that Feng Li’s Talent is outstanding. Even in ancient times, he would have been noteworthy.’

’A guy like him, who could already cultivate so quickly based on his bloodline, chose to walk the Human Race’s path of Cultivation after entering the Northern Boundary and becoming a Celestial Chosen Demon? And he even comprehended Sword Intent in just seventeen short years?’

’How can such a genius exist? How on earth did that Demon Emperor [Chen] unearth a prodigy like him?’

’If [Cang] had met such a successor, he probably would have been eager to perform Refinement on him instantly... oh, wait, it seems [Cang]’s remnant soul was the one who got refined instead.’

Still marveling, [Extreme] gave no opportunity for a breakthrough. He immediately summoned an even harder Armor of Frost to block his front, simultaneously manipulating Ice Sand to sweep forward, intending to engulf his opponent in a sphere and imprison him to death.

CRACK—

A crisp cracking sound once again erupted from the Ice Armor in front of him. The overlapping layers of Ice Armor all shattered completely. An invisible Wind Blade seemed to have cleaved down from above, its momentum undiminished, slicing vertically through [Extreme]’s body.

He never imagined that this move from [Gale] had locked onto his aura, cutting across space and time, making it impossible to defend against.

The crucial thing was that [Gale] himself didn’t even try to evade the storm of Ice Sand. His clothes were instantly shredded, and the surface of his sturdy muscles was immediately covered in countless lacerations, as if he’d been subjected to death by a thousand cuts.

He stood his ground, panting, blade in hand. Having weathered the Ice Sand storm, he stared intently at [Extreme]’s body, which had been split in two. The chaotic, grating sound of falling Ice Sand filled his ears.

’Lord [Chen] specifically warned me that [Kun] is not easy to kill. His tough hide is one thing, but he also has many life-saving techniques. For example, the escape speed of his [Kunpeng Transformation] is ranked among the top of all Demon Emperors.’

’Even if he isn’t at his Peak state now and can’t even display the power of the Peeping Dao Realm, there’s no way he’d be killed in one or two moves. He might still have... a second phase...’

HUMMM—

A spatial tremor erupted from [Extreme]’s corpse. The invisible shockwave pushed [Gale]’s body back like a blizzard. He took two steps back, his expression grave, as he silently flipped the blade in his right hand, its cold light glinting sharply.

Suddenly, an incredibly familiar figure emerged from the void. Behind him, the illusory images of a starry sea and a giant Kun flickered, dreamlike and fantastical.

"Jiang Qiu?!"

[Gale]’s pupils widened as he stared in shock and suspicion at the youth who walked out holding the Northern Snow Lance. The blood instantly rushed to his head.

’Are Jiang Qiu and [Extreme] allies?’

’How is that possible? Never mind that it’s difficult for the Human Race and the Demon Race to form an alliance; the very nature of this contest for the Celestial Chosen means only one person can obtain the Enlightenment Fruit. An alliance between Alien Races like this is impossible.’

’Besides, [Extreme] is a genius who can use the [Kunpeng Transformation], and his body has been commandeered by [Kun]. When it comes to speed, he’s unmatched by ordinary people. Why would he cooperate with the slow-moving Jiang Qiu?’

’The current situation looks more like Jiang Qiu was trapped by [Extreme] using some special method, and now that [Extreme]’s body has been slain, Jiang Qiu has popped out.’

’But how did he get trapped by [Extreme]?’

’Was it a deliberate trap, or is there another reason?’

While [Gale] was pondering, Jiang Qiu also stared blankly for a moment. He stared intently at [Gale]’s body and face, his peripheral vision sweeping across the surroundings as he tightly gripped the Northern Snow Lance in his hand. "You’re still not dead?"

’I clearly remember killing [Gale] three years ago and slaughtering all those Demon Race members at Cold Heaven Cliff. Many Warriors from the tribes saw it.’

’And now I’m seeing him again?’

’He seems a lot stronger than he was three years ago, too!’

’Also, I was just fighting an illusion of [Kun] on a mountain peak. How did I suddenly cross over to this place in the blink of an eye? Where is this...?’

’The Enlightenment Fruit?!’

Suddenly smelling an extremely strong aura of Enlightenment, Jiang Qiu glanced at the nearby Enlightenment Fruit Tree. It was a massive tree over a hundred feet tall, bearing a single fruit that emanated an incredibly potent aura. It was hard not to notice.

’Could this be the true Northern Boundary Peak?’

The thought popped into his head almost instantly. After all, the previous battle with [Kun]’s illusion had been far too strange. It seemed like everything was under [Kun]’s control; he had wasted a ton of Spirit Charm but was simply unable to defeat him.

’At the time, when I was trying to use the localized teleportation function of the Celestial Dao Prison Dragon Grand Array, I must have been maliciously guided by [Kun] into some kind of special space. That’s why I couldn’t defeat him.’

’But that space wasn’t without its benefits. While fighting [Kun]’s illusion, time passed very quickly. I’m not sure exactly how long went by, but my [Ice Prison Fire Tower] Cultivation has already reached the second tier, and my Spirit Charm is almost completely depleted.’

’Now my Spirit Charm is nearly gone, and right after getting out, I run into a stronger-looking [Gale]. This is a bit of a problem...’

Jiang Qiu and [Gale] faced off, neither making the first move. Both had just been through a battle. One had exhausted his Spirit Charm, while the other had just unleashed a major killing move and had yet to recover.

However, at that very moment, unbeknownst to them, the Northern Boundary Mountain Demon Clan at the foot of Northern Boundary Mountain was holding a sacrificial ritual. Hundreds of thousands of Northern Boundary Demon Clan Warriors bowed their heads and fell to the ground in an instant, like a great wind bending withered wheat.

All members of the Demon Race with the blood of [Kun] flowing in their veins, including the newly promoted Great Witch, died. They offered their lives to their Ancestor... [Kun].

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