Dominating Martial King
Chapter 136 - 136 133 Breakthrough

136: Chapter 133 Breakthrough 136: Chapter 133 Breakthrough Chu Xisheng watched the Snow Jade White Mink in his hand in silence, thinking that this little creature was actually clinging on?

However, when he looked closely, he noticed that Bai Xiaozhao had already passed out.

She just unconsciously curled her tail around, gripping his hand.

He guessed that this little demon, severely injured, was instinctively trying to hold onto someone she trusted.

Just like a drowning person wanting to grasp anything that could save them on the surface of the water, even if it was just a straw.

Chu Xisheng couldn’t help but give a wry smile.

He tied up the limbs of the white mink, no bigger than the size of a child’s arm, and carelessly tucked it into his chest.

Even though the little demon was unconscious and weak, she still had the Heart Tying Gu inside her, which he couldn’t disregard.

Chu Xisheng then quickly walked to the front of the Main Altar, sizing up Si Huangquan and the black flames on his body.

“Brother Chu, if you wish to help out, I would be grateful,”: Si Huangquan said calmly as he looked into Chu Xisheng’s eyes, “But I would still ask Brother Chu to refrain.

The black fire on the altar is the Burial Sky Divine Fire, which can burn all Primordial Spirit Essence until it refines a person’s soul into a Soul Crystal, and mortals who touch it will die immediately.

It’s too late now, Situ Li no longer has Bai Xiaozhao and Li Manshan’s Essence Blood infusion, so at most, the process of condensing his body is slower.

He has the help of Demon God Zangtian and will still succeed.

If I were you, I’d take them and run as fast and far as possible—”

This raging black fire caused him heart-wrenching pain, while the power of the Heart Tying Gu rendered him immobile.

Si Huangquan found it extremely difficult to speak a word at this moment, and had to endure immense agony.

Yet at this time, he wanted to say more than ever.

In the future, trapped in a Soul Crystal, he feared he might never have another chance to speak.

Mu Ling said he had the chance to become a Demon General, which was probably very slim.

Most likely, his fate would be to become material for some Artifact Refining, or to be used as a medicinal ingredient.

Chu Xisheng paid no attention, standing with his arms folded across his chest, lost in thought.

These black flames were indeed very dangerous.

Even just watching them from a distance of ten feet made Chu Xisheng feel as if his own soul was trembling.

But he thought he should be able to withstand it.

With that in mind, Chu Xisheng suddenly reached out and grabbed for Si Huangquan.

It wasn’t that he absolutely had to save Si Huangquan.

Not long ago, the two of them had nearly fought to the death; there was no love lost between them.

The problem was, if Situ Li succeeded, none of them might survive.

Seeing his action, Si Huangquan’s brows furrowed in disapproval, “Useless!

The Burial Sky Divine Fire is not a trifling matter.

Coming into contact with it will bring no benefit, only serious harm to your Primordial Spirit—”

But his words were cut short.

As Chu Xisheng’s hand touched those black flames, they exploded violently, pushed apart forcibly by his hand.

However, Chu Xisheng’s right arm burst open with dozens of bloodstains, and his skin sizzled as if it were being rendered for fat.

What was even more agonizing was the Primordial Spirit, which felt like hot oil meeting water, causing an explosive pain in his head.

Chu Xisheng furrowed his brows, showing no sign of backing down.

Bearing the searing pain, he reached forward with all his strength and grabbed Si Huangquan’s arm, forcibly dragging his body out of the altar.

The black flames that covered Si Huangquan disappeared in an instant.

Si Huangquan was momentarily stunned, looking at Chu Xisheng in disbelief.

Then, his pupils slightly constricted as he thought of an extremely powerful Bloodline Talent.

—Divine Sorrow Breaking Technique?

Outside the Secret Realm, Si Wufa’s previously tense face relaxed, revealing a smile once more.

As long as his nephew wasn’t truly sacrificed, today’s situation wasn’t too bad.

Atop the Medicine Pond, Divine Mechanism Scholar Situ Li felt utterly miserable.

This Chu Xisheng was indeed today’s greatest variable.

It would have been fine if he had only saved Corpse Dog Li Manshan and Bai Xiaozhao; that would just delay the reconstruction of his body by half an hour.

But this brazen fool had actually dragged Si Huangquan down from the altar!

That was a sacrifice offered to Burial Sky!

It was the most crucial part of his plan, the key to his success or failure.

How dare this insolent fool?

How dare he?

Situ Li quickly felt the consequences of losing the sacrifice.

In the high sky, Demon God Zangtian, with a hand holding up the sky, had been seizing four Cloud Sea Sword Puppets, suddenly halted in his actions, stopping altogether.

The eye located between his brows showed a hint of surprise as he looked down below.

At that moment, Chu Xisheng felt a chill run down his spine.

It was like sailing alone on the high seas, only to be targeted by a massive shark.

Atop the Medicine Pond, Situ Li let out a mournful howl as his limbs twisted violently, strands of Black Flame burning within and around his body.

This was the backlash, the backlash of a failed sacrifice.

Since Demon God Zangtian couldn’t take the original sacrifice, he turned to collect Situ Li’s Divine Soul.

Situ Li was in excruciating pain, his facial muscles contorted, and his limbs twitched uncontrollably.

“Burial Sky!”

Situ Li raised his head, staring coldly at the vast soul shadow of Demon God Zangtian above, his eyes full of unwillingness.

But any hesitation at this moment would lead to the failure of his body’s transformation.

His own soul would then be trapped within the Soul Crystal, condemned to eternal damnation.

Situ Li gritted his teeth, almost hissing the words through clenched teeth, “Little Scholar Situ Li!

Today I am willing to fall into the demonic path, offering this body to serve as a pawn for Burial Sky!”

Better to be a lackey for a Demon God than to become a mere Soul Crystal.

A Second Grade cultivator who has mastered Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts is far more valuable than a Soul Crystal!

The Black Flame on Situ Li’s body was extinguished in an instant, but right after that, he let out a scream of agony.

The skin he had just shaped cracked open inch by inch, spewing out red Blood Flames as his body curled up tightly like a shrimp, bone spurs several inches long piercing out of his spine from behind.

His brow and eyes started to show countless dark Demon Patterns that spread across his face in moments, with two streaks of blood appearing beneath his eyes.

After enduring this intense pain, Situ Li glared furiously at Chu Xisheng.

This son of a bitch!

Once he recovered his physical body, the first thing he would do would be to tear Chu Xisheng into ten thousand pieces.

Chu Xisheng took a deep breath and frowned.

He didn’t expect that pulling Si Huangquan down from the altar wouldn’t stop Situ Li.

When Si Huangquan saw this, he wasn’t surprised.

With such a venomous temperament, how could Situ Li simply give up?

Even if he ended up as a puppet of the Demon God, he would still fight to his last breath.

But once Situ Li did this, neither the Six Great Immortal Sects nor the court would let him off.

Chu Xisheng gave it a moment’s thought, then asked Si Huangquan, “Do you have any dismantling magic items on you?”

“Dismantling magic items?” Si Huangquan nodded slightly, “Yes!

My Twin Blades are, blending in some Shoushan copper capable of breaking through magic—”

His words were abruptly cut off as his body involuntarily drew out his Twin Blades and slashed towards Chu Xisheng’s throat.

It was the Heart Tying Gu, this Gu Insect if not expelled, could still control his body.

Seeing this, Chu Xisheng shook his head slightly, and then with a ‘Clank’, his Blood Refining Rune Blade was unsheathed once again.

Just when Si Huangquan’s Twin Blades were about two feet away from Chu Xisheng, a dark and glossy blade light had already slapped against Si Huangquan’s forehead.

Thud!

With that dull sound, Si Huangquan’s body flew several meters, knocked out by the back of Chu Xisheng’s blade.

After sheathing his blade, Chu Xisheng stepped over to the unconscious Si Huangquan, picking up the pair of Butterfly Double Knives that had fallen to the ground.

He weighed them for a moment, then gave them a swing, getting used to them a bit before he continued walking towards the Medicine Pond.

Astonishment took hold of Situ Li above the Medicine Pond, wondering what this man was up to.

Then, he saw Chu Xisheng suddenly brandish the knives, fiercely slamming one down in front of the Medicine Pond.

The Forbidden Technique surrounding the Medicine Pond instantly made a ‘crack’ sound.