Without any hesitation, the Ancestor of the monster race turned and left. At this moment, his heart was filled with fear. His only thought was to leave this place as soon as possible. Otherwise, he would lose his life here today.
His heart was very complicated. He couldn't imagine that Fang Chen's strength had reached such a level after not seeing him for a few decades.
"Damn it."
He clenched his fists tightly. His heart was filled with anger, but he didn't have time to think about anything else. He just wanted to escape.
Burning his blood essence caused his strength to decrease rapidly. At this rate, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long. He gritted his teeth and fled frantically.
He knew Sword Lunatic's strength better than anyone else. In these few decades, the two of them had been searching for the Ghost Emperor's ghost weapon while exchanging pointers with each other.
In the beginning, Sword Lunatic's strength was definitely inferior to his and was often suppressed by him. But as time passed, Sword Lunatic's understanding of the sword became deeper and deeper.
Moreover, he seemed to be born for the Drunken Sword. In his hands, the Drunken Sword Inheritance was perfectly unleashed. In just thirty years, he had completely comprehended the Drunken Sword Inheritance.
After that, he spent another thirty years to cultivate the Drunken Sword Technique to perfection. Just a few days ago, he had exchanged pointers with Sword Lunatic. The latter was a true sword lunatic who was obsessed with the sword.
As long as it could help him improve his sword dao, he would do anything.
This sparring session lasted for three days and three nights. From the start till the end, he had been suppressing Sword Lunatic. But at the very last moment, Sword Lunatic unleashed his strongest sword move. That sword move was simply too shocking. When he saw that sword move, he didn't even have the courage to block it and was directly defeated. If it wasn't for Sword Lunatic's control, he would have already died in Sword Lunatic's hands.
From that moment on, he believed that Sword Lunatic had the strength of an Invincible Sage and was no weaker than him.
He was very happy. If the two of them joined forces, even if they met an Ultimate Sage, they would be able to hold their own. The danger in the Cliff of Death would be greatly reduced and the chances of obtaining the Ghost Emperor's ghost weapon would increase.
But in just a few days, they had fallen to such a state.
One sword!
Just a single strike had killed Jian Feng Zi. Moreover, it had pierced through his head and destroyed his soul, leaving him no chance to escape. Just how powerful was Fang Chen to be able to crush Jian Feng Zi in such a manner?
The Patriarch of the Demonic Beast Race did not dare to imagine. At this moment, he was burning his Essence Blood crazily. The Essence Blood in his body was about to run out. However, he could vaguely sense a terrifying aura behind him.
"You can't escape."
Fang Chen coldly sneered. The old ancestor of the monster race and the Sword Lunatic were both working for the Ghost Emperor. Moreover, they had even forced Princess Phoenix to fall into the Soul River. If it wasn't for her identity and the methods of the primitive races, Princess Phoenix would have already perished.
With all kinds of hatred added up, there was no way he would let the Demonic Beast Clan's Patriarch go.
"Kill!"
Fang Chen held the Heaven-standing Sword in his hand and swung it across the air. Tens of thousands of sword-light descended from the sky with unparalleled power. It pierced through the heavens and the earth at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and directly shot towards the Ancestor of the monsters.
When the latter saw this, he turned pale with fright and cried out in alarm.
Kacha!
Although the Ancestor of the Demonic Beast Race tried his best to dodge, due to the excessive consumption of Essence Blood in the process of escaping, his combat strength was greatly reduced. He desperately twisted his body, wanting to dodge, but in the end, he was still mercilessly pierced by the sword light.
Boom!
The sword light instantly pierced through the chest of the Ancestor of the Demonic Beast Race. Blood spurted out from his body and he was on the verge of collapsing.
"No, I can't die."
He was the only one left in the Demonic Beast Race. If he died, the Demonic Beast Race would be considered to be completely annihilated. He would never allow such a thing to happen to him. His eyes were scarlet red, and he was extremely deranged.
He gritted his teeth and slammed his palm, forcefully shattering the sword light that pierced through his chest. Although there were still remnants of Essence Blood in his chest, he could no longer care so much. He forcefully burned the last of his Essence Blood and rushed into the mountain range in front of him.
Dong!
Like a meteor falling, a sudden clap of thunder rang out in the lush mountain range. Flames spread out, engulfing the entire mountain range. In the blink of an eye, the mountain range was set ablaze.
At this moment, Fang Chen and Princess Huang chased after him. They floated in the air and stared at the mountain range that was set ablaze.
"Is he dead?" Princess Huang asked.
Fang Chen shook his head, "I'm not sure."
The Ancestor of the Demonic Beast Race was extremely powerful. Moreover, he had lived for too long. His methods were unpredictable. Before seeing the corpse, Fang Chen wouldn't jump to a conclusion.
"Let's go down and take a look."
Princess Huang nodded. Her fair palm waved downwards. Instantly, it started to drizzle. The raindrops covered the entire mountain range, unceasingly dripping onto the fire. Not long later, the fire was under control.
At this moment, Princess Huang increased the number of raindrops. Very soon, the fire in the mountain range was completely extinguished. What entered their eyes was a messy mountain range. Many towering trees were burned to ashes. The weeds on the ground had also lost their vitality.
If someone passed by, they would definitely think that a world-shaking battle had occurred here.
Fang Chen's powerful divine sense enveloped the entire mountain range as he began to search. The Ancestor of the Demonic Beast Race was a hidden danger. He had to be dealt with. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Especially when he was controlled by the Ghost Emperor. Perhaps the latter could control the Ghost Artifact through him. Once he obtained the Ghost Artifact, it would be troublesome.
Therefore, no matter what, the Ancestor of the Demonic Beast Race had to die.
"Can't find him?"
Fang Chen frowned. After searching the entire mountain range, he actually couldn't find the corpse of the Ancestor of the Demonic Beast Race. He couldn't even find his aura.
Logically speaking, even if he wasn't dead, he should have left a trace of his aura in the air.
But now, he couldn't find anything.
"A cicada shedding its carapace?"
Princess Huang frowned. The strength of the Ancestor of the Demonic Beast Race was on par with Sword Lunatic. Naturally, it was impossible for him to hide from Fang Chen. What method did he use to escape from under their noses?
After a long time.
The corner of Fang Chen's mouth curled up, revealing a sinister and terrifying smile, "Interesting, really interesting. Even I was deceived."
At this moment, Fang Chen's dark eyes were focused on a towering tree that had turned into ashes. There was a tree root there that wasn't burned.
In that situation just now, the tree root was actually intact. What did this mean?
Princess Huang also noticed it and instantly raised her vigilance. She exchanged a glance with Fang Chen and quietly came to the tree root.
The surroundings of the tree roots were surrounded by ashes, and he was almost deceived.
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