Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

"Such a domineering body, it can actually withstand a punch from an Intermediate War Emperor!"

"Completely unharmed, this is already a Treasure Body. This body can already be comparable to Tai Bang’s Ancient Boxer Duan Tu. If the two have the same cultivation, wouldn’t he be able to easily overpower Duan Tu?"

The crowd was astonished; Huaxia still had such a genius, yet they had never heard of his reputation.

Such a powerful Body Refiner is a peerless genius with infinite potential. If his cultivation advances, other Body Refiners in the same realm are simply not a match.

Moments later, anger spewed from Huang Long’s eyes. He, an Intermediate War Emperor, was being beaten by a junior who had just stepped into the War Emperor Realm.

What a disgrace!

He still wanted to curry favor with the Church Court to prove his value!

"A mere Basic-level War Emperor, whose foundation is still unstable, dares to battle me, courting death!" Huang Long’s voice was cold and sharp as he lashed out violently.

"If I kill you, my cultivation will be stabilized!"

Zhong Ming sneered, immediately attacking more fiercely.

The sky crumbles, the earth tears!

"Is that... Zhong Ming?"

"Oh my god, he’s become so formidable? I thought, after cultivating for so long against demons, I could entirely surpass him!"

The Demon-slaying Team behind Secretary Gong was shocked; Zhong Ming once was their teammate, the only member who willingly quit the Demon-slaying Team.

Reportedly, it was for revenge!

But he wouldn’t explain the specifics, unwilling to entangle the group.

Having no news of Zhong Ming, the team presumed he might already be... Yet his sudden reappearance gave them such a surprise.

"With his current strength, I fear even Captain Gu Shiqing is no match!" a team member exclaimed.

Gu Shiqing’s face instantly turned dark; that was a War Emperor! A War Emperor!

That was undoubtedly a War Emperor Strong Person!

He himself was just a Small War General Level Martial Artist; how could he compare?

"Don’t talk nonsense; Zhong Ming is now indeed a War Emperor Strong Person. Look at the aerial battle, utterly crushing the captain!"

"Exactly, this power is enough to sweep through a hundred captains!"

Gu Shiqing’s face grew darker, frustrated, wishing he could deliver a swift kick to each of the lads behind him.

The two fought with immense ferocity, creating true shockwaves that swept outward. Zhong Ming, relying on his formidable body, didn’t fall behind a bit.

"Kid, I am enraged now!"

Huang Long took out the long spear from his back, the spear quivering, releasing a murderous intent, with gun glint annihilating all.

Killing intent boiled.

Huang Long attacked with full force, a wave of deathly aura suddenly surged, silently snatching lives.

"Roar!"

Zhong Ming was enraged, unleashing his full strength, his spirit breaking through to the peak, hair like steel needles, body like a horned dragon, force like brutal beasts, like a prehistoric giant beast, immensely fierce!

So powerful!

The crowd’s hearts trembled; a Basic-level War Emperor Martial Artist could be so terrifying, like a humanoid beast, too mighty.

"Who on earth are you?"

Huang Long’s gaze flickered, shouting sternly, as Zhong Ming’s displayed strength filled him with fear.

"Disciple of Ye Kill God, Zhong Ming!"

Zhong Ming declared proudly.

He has every reason to be proud; being under the tutelage of his instructor was his life’s greatest pride.

If it hadn’t been for Ye Qingfeng, perhaps he would have died long ago, achieving nothing, bullied by the Hong Clan’s Rei Mi, dying miserably on the streets.

Without the instructor, how could he now be battling War Emperor Strong People across the firmament!

"Ye Kill God’s disciple?"

"Indeed, that devil’s disciple, only someone like him could teach such a monster, right."

"It’s said that Ye Qingfeng had another devilish disciple who was forcibly taken by the Ancient Martial World, sparking the battle at Miwu Mountain. That child was reportedly even more monstrous!"

The crowd’s hearts trembled; Ye Qingfeng truly was devilish, a freak!

Two disciples in a sect, both ultimate freaks!

Just Zhong Ming alone, a thirty-year-old War Emperor Strong Person, able to challenge across levels, his Treasure Body small success, radiant like the most perfect Divine Body, astonishing.

Meanwhile, Ye Qingfeng had another mysterious disciple, even more powerful, even more devilish!

What kind of freak is he! The crowd’s hearts shook.

"Ye Qingfeng’s disciple, killing you, the Church Court will surely credit me greatly!" Huang Long’s eyes sparkled.

Excited beyond words.

"Poison Snake Spear!"

Huang Long shouted, suddenly his body’s momentum peaked, his robe wildly dancing, the long spear swiftly striking like lightning.

Limitless power!

The world’s winds and clouds trembled, several strands of deadly aura shot out, like giant serpents and poison snakes, coiled around the long spear, seeking to devour everything.

"Huang Long has used his ultimate move!"

"The power is too great; this time, Ye Qingfeng’s disciple probably cannot withstand it; ultimately the realm difference is too vast!" The crowd marveled, this move too fierce, heart-trembling, they believed Zhong Ming no matter what couldn’t withstand.

"One punch, break it!"

Zhong Ming sneered, suddenly his right fist swung out, a burst of golden glittering light emerged.

Under the golden glow, Zhong Ming’s Treasure Body became even more mystical, supremely strong, inciting invisible waves, seemingly shattering the heavens, changing Huang Long’s complexion.

"That is Divine’s Right Hand!"

"The Church Court’s treasure, Divine’s Right Hand, Ye Qingfeng gave such a treasure to Zhong Ming!"

The crowd changed color, exclaiming in disbelief!

"Boom!"

The earth shook, colliding like thunder, Zhong Ming’s power erupted like a volcano, producing genuine smoke and dust.

"Pfft"

Huang Long’s body was sent flying, vomiting mouthfuls of fresh blood, his face pale, unable to believe it.

His heart trembled wildly; he was defeated by a Basic-level War Emperor, indeed worthy to be Ye Kill God’s disciple, they were all such freaks.

"Defeated, Huang Long actually defeated, couldn’t withstand Zhong Ming’s punch; Ye Kill God’s disciple, paired with this Divine’s Right Hand, is truly an unbeatable enhancement, too powerful!"

"Terrifying; Ye Kill God indeed extraordinary, bestowing such treasures casually to disciples!"

"Ye Kill God, truly..."

The crowd marveled one after another, feeling parched; they too wanted to become Ye Qingfeng’s disciples.

"Didn’t you say no one could kill you? Today, I’m going to slay you!"

"No!"

Huang Long was utterly terrified, ready to flee, but how could Zhong Ming give him the chance, attacking brutally, sealing off his retreat, Divine’s Right Hand strikes.

Without the holy power in the Saint Heir’s hand, with just pure strength, in Zhong Ming’s hand, it’s like indestructible Divine Iron, fiercely smashing out, shattering the firmament.

How could Huang Long still be a match, after several clashes with Zhong Ming, he spat blood, extremely uncomfortable, almost severely injured.