Ultimate Martial Divine King - C1318 Life Reaper

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The wild wind that was howling through the sky swept across the forest one after another. The Holy-winged and Heavenly-Fired Sparrow dragged a bright rainbow light towards the mysterious black shadow, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared in the sky above the Gloomy Forest.    

    

At this moment, Chu Hen’s entire body seemed to have been shackled, everything below his chest had been turned into stone.    

    

The petrification zone was still spreading up to his chest, and an overwhelming sense of pressure was pushing down on him from all directions.    

    

Such shocking power!    

    

Chu Hen frowned slightly, clenched his teeth, and his eyes suddenly burst forth with a bewitching purple light.    

    

“Demonic Eye!”    

    

Along with a shout to himself, an irrepressible terrifying bloodline aura surged out like a flood. “Thump”, a muffled sound rang out, and a circular purple halo swept towards the surroundings, and a layer of white Qi patterns collapsed and shattered. The evil and cold Purple Demonic Flame rose up and overlapped around Chu Hen’s body, and the petrified part of its body immediately faded away.    

    

Chu Hen frowned.    

    

Without any hesitation, he stepped on the air and flew towards the deep forest in front of him.    

    

“Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”    

    

The dark, damp forest was mixed with the smell of the soil. Like a dragonfly touching the water, Chu Hen’s toes lightly tapped the branches of the trees to increase his speed.    

    

If a leaf did not touch the body, only a wisp of Residual Shadow could be seen in the air.    

    

Abruptly, a few unfamiliar auras came from Chu Hen’s left.    

    

Chu Hen slightly paused, seeing that the few auras did not have much of a fluctuation, it was likely that they were just passing by the other Sect Force s.    

    

As expected, those few people leisurely walked past Chu Hen without any signs of stopping.    

    

Through the gaps between the trees, Chu Hen roughly glanced at the few figures, none of them seemed to have noticed his existence.    

    

The few of them moved forward without any preparation, casually chatting with each other.    

    

“Junior Brother Xia Hao, I heard that you used to be a ‘Sovereign King’? Every day, ten thousand people will kneel and kowtow to you. ”    

    

“Senior brother Li, stop laughing at me. I don’t want to talk about the past anymore.”    

    

“Hehe, looks like it’s true. Speaking of which, where was the place where you used to be the emperor? “One day, if I can’t make it in the Midland, I’ll find a place to be a local emperor.”    

    

This was originally a very ordinary conversation.    

    

Just as Chu Hen was about to continue walking forward, a few vague and soft words passed through the forest and into Chu Hen’s ears.    

    

“The Eastern Continent, a very remote place.”    

    

Eastern Continent?    

    

Hearing these two words, Chu Hen’s heart was unavoidably a little surprised, he did not expect to meet people from the Eastern Continent.    

    

However, the Midland was vast and boundless. Furthermore, it was the head of the martial arts sacred land. It was not strange that there were outsiders from other continents.    

    

Perceiving the guidance of the Spirit Qi left behind by the Holy-winged and Heavenly-Fired Sparrow, Chu Hen continued to travel through the forest.    

    

But for some reason, the conversation between those few people just now always surfaced in Chu Hen’s ears.    

    

He had a nagging feeling that something was wrong.    

    

Eastern Continent?    

    

Sovereign King?    

    

Just where did he get his attention?    

    

“Junior Brother Xia Hao,” Chu Hen muttered in a low voice, recalling that person’s name.    

    

“Xia Hao, Xia Hao?”    

    

“Boom!”    

    

In that instant, it was as if thunder exploded in Chu Hen’s mind.    

    

He suddenly stopped, and his trembling eyes slowly swept in the direction that those people disappeared in.    

    

Was he Xia Qing’s little brother?    

    

The Holy Star Dynasty Lord who he had destroyed with his own hands, Huangfu Hao?    

    

Huangfu was Xia Qing’s royal family name.    

    

Chu Hen’s heart seemed to have been set ablaze. In his mind, he suddenly recalled the familiar figure he had accidentally seen in the crowd of people within the ‘Myriad Bell City’ that day.    

    

“Was it really her that day?”    

    

“She’s in the Midland?”    

    

A series of conjectures and questions intertwined like a spider web around Chu Hen’s heart, pressing down so hard that he could not breathe.    

    

There was only one way to prove a conjecture.    

    

Chu Hen clenched his fists tightly, a look of determination flashed past his eyes, and he immediately turned around, heading towards the direction of where the few people disappeared to.    

    

As the boiling blood in his brain gradually subsided, all the scenes that happened in his mind began to play out again and again.    

    

One was the royal princess and regent of the dynasty.    

    

One of them was a traitor who was being hunted by the entire city.    

    

The day he brought along the vengeance filled flames and bathed in blood within Imperial Capital City, the relationship between the two of them was also as though they had walked to the edge of a shattered mirror.    

    

Could it be her?    

    

Chu Hen’s heart was filled with suspicions.    

    

If it was her, then what kind of status would she have in front of him?    

    

Contradictory, anxious, and even a little afraid. All sorts of complicated emotions continuously struck at Chu Hen’s heartstrings, causing him to be unable to calm down.    

    

Even so, not only did Chu Hen not stop, he continued to move even faster.    

    

Perhaps just looking at her from afar was enough.    

    

The bright light cast the gloom away.    

    

Very quickly, Chu Hen walked out of the forest, followed closely by a wave of chaotic energy riots as well as a biting cold killing intent that pervaded out.    

    

“Heh, we have decided to take this Secret Key from the ‘Hall of Soul’. Even if the Heavenly Emperor himself has come, he will stand on the side for me, Xue Han.”    

    

A heart palpitating aura surged up from a vast canyon.    

    

The In Valley had many ancient buildings, a horizontal bridge in the sky, iron chain flying horses, and many majestic and magnificent high tower Jade Towers that surrounded the center of the stage.    

    

From far away, the In Valley Building looked very impressive.    

    

It was like an ancient city far away from the outside world.    

    

At this moment, about two to three hundred people were standing in the air above the ancient city. A gloomy and cold figure holding a ghost head scythe was standing on top of the stage, as if he was ignoring everyone present.    

    

The sharp scythe was still dripping with fresh blood, and there were already twenty to thirty people at his feet lying in a pool of blood.    

    

Almost all of them were killed in a single strike. Everyone’s throats were slit open, and the state of death was especially hideous.    

    

“Hiss!”    

    

“As expected of the ‘Life Harvester’ Xue Han, his methods are really ruthless.”    

    

“The forty-fourth position of the Wind And Cloud Ranking is powerful indeed.”    

    

“What should we do? Ready to evacuate? ”    

    

“Don’t be anxious, the Soul Refining Hall doesn’t have the advantage in numbers, let’s act accordingly.”    

    

Everyone’s eyes drifted, filled with hesitation.    

    

The young man with the sickle was pale and thin. In his other hand, he was holding a cubic crystal core.    

    

Inside the crystal core, there was a stream of light flashing about. It was radiating with a mysterious seductive power.    

    

It was without a doubt the Secret Key.    

    

“Heh, looks like they’re all planning to take advantage of this situation?”    

    

A strange sneer appeared on the other party’s face. With a “whoosh”, he gently lifted the ghost head sickle in his hand. The blade moved to his mouth and his long tongue licked the blood off of it.    

    

Her pale lips instantly became as red as if they were sucking in a Blood Ghost.    

    

“In that case, I’ll gladly accept your souls!”    

    

“Swoosh!”    

    

After he finished speaking, the man waved the ghost head sickle in his hand. A dazzling blood-red light flashed across the horizon, and with a “weng” sound, the air waves vibrated. The corpses lying around him actually emitted a dark, demonic light.    

    

All of the overflowing dark light flowed into the scythe like a stream that had merged into a river.    

    

“Ahh!”    

    

The cold wind gathered and the sky turned dark.    

    

A series of mournful wails rang out in the ears of the crowd.    

    

Under the shocked gazes of everyone, the dead bodies rapidly shriveled up as if their flesh and blood had been sucked dry, and they instantly turned into one hideous and terrifying mummified corpse after another.    

    

On the other hand, the ghost-head sickle in the man’s hand let out a strong mutter.    

    

The originally crimson blade was now covered in a layer of dark gray light.    

    

A devilish aura surged around the man as he laughed strangely in satisfaction, “My soul is delicious this time! Hahahaha!”    

    

The wind howled, and the dark clouds rose into the sky.    

    

The gray vortex covered the sky and the ground. All kinds of mournful ghostly wails and wolfish howls caused one’s scalp to go numb.    

    

Looking at the young man who looked like the god of death, everyone’s faces couldn’t help but reveal a strong sense of fear.