Serpent Ancestor

Chapter 752: It is now a personal grudge

Xu Hei kept an eye on the commotion behind him.The pitch-black viscous substance emerging from Han Te's sword gave off a feeling completely opposite to spiritual qi.

This reminded Xu Hei of the pollution that only appeared during the sea god's invasion, which could only be purified by pure spiritual qi.

"Why is he collecting spirit stones? Could it be to purify this evil substance?" Xu Hei pondered.

"Stop looking, that thing goes berserk and recognizes no one. We should leave quickly to avoid getting caught up in it."

The Old Tree urged, steering the Star Compass to shoot away.

"Boom! Boom!"

Elder Mo's two avatars attacked from left and right, their palms striking Han Te's body. Han Te held a giant sword, and black substance surged out like a tide, forming a thick sludge that intercepted the attacks, absorbing all the force cleanly.

"What is this thing?"

A look of shock and suspicion flashed in Elder Mo's eyes.

Earlier, as soon as spiritual qi touched the black substance, it bizarrely vanished, rendering his attacks ineffective.

It felt familiar to him, but he couldn't recall where he had seen or heard of it.

At this moment, Han Te stood high in the sky, holding the pitch-black giant sword. The viscous black substance continued to spread from his arm upward, covering his shoulder and gradually moving toward his chest.

Han Te's eyes had completely changed, cold and merciless, hollow yet filled with ruthless determination.

"Why are you forcing me?"

"Han Te only wishes to protect himself and truly does not want to be your enemy, but why do you insist on pushing me?"

Han Te stared at Elder Mo, his voice filled with a demonic allure.

Seeing that eerie gaze, Elder Mo's heart skipped a beat, a sense of foreboding and intense unease rising within him.

In the mortal realm, such a thing was almost impossible.

"I'll ask you again, who exactly are you?"

Elder Mo's gaze fixed on Han Te, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

At this moment, Han Te felt increasingly familiar to him, as if he had indeed heard of him somewhere.

"Bounty hunter, Han Te."

Han Te said calmly, "It was just business before, but now... it's personal!"

As Han Te's words fell.

The black substance on his body had already covered his chest and face, enveloping most of him in the pitch-black viscous material.

These substances rapidly transformed, forming a menacing black armor, and the giant sword in his hand morphed into the legendary demon sword.

An overwhelming pressure erupted from Han Te's body, shaking the surroundings, causing even the Moon Star beneath his feet to tremble wildly.

This pressure was not spiritual power oppression but ancient demonic might from the Demon Realm!

"I remember now!"

Elder Mo's eyes widened in anger as he glared at the giant sword in Han Te's hand, saying, "This is an ancient demonic artifact from the Demon Realm, you are an ancient demon race!"

"No, that's not right! Why would a demon race value spirit stones so highly? Shouldn't they cultivate with demonic energy?"

Various doubts surfaced in his mind, difficult to explain.

At this moment, Han Te swung his sword, slicing a massive rift in the void. The surging demonic energy shot toward Elder Mo's two avatars like a devouring beast.

Both avatars retreated simultaneously, one forming a lion's head with three different laws in his palm, while the other wielded wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, summoning wind and rain, harnessing vast divine light.

No matter how they attacked or what laws they used, under the slash of this demon sword, they were instantly reduced to ashes, becoming nothingness.

Along with the two avatars, their bodies exploded one by one under this sword, completely consumed by the demon sword.

Neither flesh nor primordial spirit remained, not a single drop left.

With one sword, two avatars fell.

Avatars comparable to the Great Perfection of the Divine Transformation Stage were slain with a single sword, leaving everyone dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost.

The mighty beings of the Spirit Realm, in Han Te's hands, were so easily defeated! What kind of monster is this man?

"Ugh!"

Having lost two more avatars, Elder Mo spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura weakening by twenty percent in an instant.

The six avatars he created were fused with his own essence blood and primordial spirit, possessing self-awareness, essentially extensions of his life.

In this mere mortal realm, any one avatar was an invincible existence!

The loss of one by the Blood Refining Sect could be considered a minor accident, but it was within acceptable limits.

Yet subsequently, avatars were lost one after another.

One, two, three, four.

Now, two avatars were slain before his eyes, destroyed with a single strike, leaving Elder Mo in shock and unable to contain his inner rage.

"Whether you're a demon or human, with such an ancient demonic artifact in your hand, you cannot be allowed to live!"

Elder Mo spat out a mouthful of essence blood, drawing countless runes in mid-air, all of which were spells used to suppress ancient fierce demons.

These spells were only mastered by a few forces, including the ancient Jiang family, and Elder Mo happened to know one.

"Go!"

Elder Mo pointed his finger, and the spell shot toward Han Te like lightning.

Han Te swung his sword to slash, shouting, "Return my spirit stones!"

"Ugh!!"

The spell was cut in two with a single sword, and Han Te's form was unhindered, charging toward Elder Mo. Elder Mo's expression changed dramatically, forced to elevate part of his cultivation. As he retreated, he took out a golden giant alms bowl, emitting boundless Buddhist light, illuminating the world.

Bathed in the Buddhist light, the viscous substance on Han Te's body indeed diminished significantly, and his speed drastically reduced.

Seeing that this item was effective, Elder Mo took out a demon-subduing staff, smashing it down on Han Te's head.

"Boom!!"

Han Te's forehead took a heavy blow, sending him crashing into the Moon Star like a cannonball, creating a human-shaped crater that extended near the earth core before stopping.

The onlookers had long fled, disappearing without a trace.

The level of battle between these two had surpassed the Divine Transformation, reaching the Void Shattering Stage. Any casual strike could destroy the heavens and earth, and even a ripple could shatter the mind of a Divine Transformation Stage cultivator, making it unbearable.

Before long, Han Te emerged from the pit, his injuries already vanished, but at the same time, Han Te's consciousness was nearly depleted, his eyes filled with madness.

"My spirit stones, give them back!"

Han Te swung his sword, demonic might soaring to the sky, condensing behind him, faintly revealing a demonic deity's form, swinging the same sword, both swords merging, slashing toward Elder Mo.

"Clang!!"

Elder Mo's golden alms bowl blocked one sword, but the second merged sword followed closely. Elder Mo's chest took a heavy hit, spewing blood, sent flying hundreds of thousands of miles away, blood splattering the universe.

A pitch-black sword mark appeared on his chest, the wound penetrating deep into the bone.

Until now, he had never suffered such a severe blow, and the power Han Te displayed left him in shock.

"This demon has gone mad, I can't continue entangling with him."

"In this mere mortal realm, such a troublesome person has appeared! After this battle, the Concealment Token won't last much longer, at most a day, and I must leave!"

"Though I can't deal with this demon, you can't stop me from leaving either!"

Elder Mo's gaze shifted, focusing on the direction Xu Hei had left, his expression suddenly changing as he shot out, teleporting continuously, chasing after Xu Hei.