Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 884 - 883: The First Elemental Power Grass

"Tsk tsk tsk, who is that Blood Robed Swordsman? A top-tier Sealed King Level genius, killed as if slaughtering a dog, must be an undefeated Sealed Saint Level genius!"

An Outer Palace disciple stands on the plaza, watching the holographic projection, which gathers all the scenes from the Ancient Yuan Illusion Realm.

"So what about Sealed Saint Level geniuses? In the Ancient Yuan Illusion Realm, if they're not careful, they could also fall!"

Next to him is a handsome young man wearing a Daoist Robe, not particularly brawny, someone who blends into the crowd without standing out at a glance!

Yet, the Outer Palace disciples around him saw this person speak and immediately closed their mouths, for this young man is ranked seventh among current Outer Palace disciples, possessing battle power comparable to an Eighth Layer Emperor Dao expert!

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The Round Wood Forest hides countless dangers. Chu Ming flies within it, constantly mindful of the surroundings.

"Chu Ming, about three miles ahead, there's an Emperor Level Lower Grade Elemental Power Grass!"

Little Ai suddenly speaks in his mind.

In the Ancient Yuan Illusion Realm, Chu Ming's Soul Power is greatly suppressed, only covering a one-mile radius around him. Beyond that, he is helpless. However, although Little Ai has sealed herself, she was originally a Celestial Artifact, her Soul Power radiating enough to cover seven or eight miles.

In this Ancient Yuan Illusion Realm, with Little Ai's help, he inherently has an advantage in searching for Elemental Power Grass!

"Alright!"

Whizz!

Following Little Ai's direction, Chu Ming swiftly heads over. Although an Emperor Level Lower Grade Elemental Power Grass isn't worth much in points, it still accounts for a hundred points, equivalent to a hundred Contribution Points!

Currently, multiple frenzied slaughters are taking place in the Ancient Yuan Illusion Realm. Everyone knows they are competitors, so killing the opponent naturally reduces competition!

Undefeated Sealed Saint Level geniuses are madly killing these ordinary talented disciples. Such scenes are quite common in the Ancient Yuan Illusion Realm.

Of course, there are also clever Sealed Saint Level geniuses forming alliances with several Sealed King Level and Sealed Marquis Level geniuses, creating organizations. The Sealed Saint Level genius sits in the lead, providing shelter, while the ordinary members search for Elemental Power Grass. Naturally, the found Elemental Power Grass must be handed over to the Sealed Saint Level genius!

Almost on the first day of entering the Ancient Yuan Illusion Realm, dozens of organizations were born, ranging in strength. The weaker ones have only a dozen members banding together, while the strong ones are led by one or two Sealed Saint Level geniuses, gaining prominence in the Ancient Yuan Illusion Realm!

"Not bad, got an Emperor Level Lower Grade Elemental Power Grass!"

Chu Ming picks a pure white Spirit Grass from a cliff edge and shows a hint of joy.

Elemental Power Grass doesn't have actual grades but can be graded according to its growth years. The longer it grows, the higher the grade naturally!

Placing the Elemental Power Grass in the Storage Ring, Chu Ming's figure bursts forth, randomly choosing a direction, while Little Ai uses Soul Power to frantically scan the surroundings!

The Ancient Yuan Illusion Realm is vast, covering roughly one percent of the Celestial Martial Continent, yet many young talents have entered, increasing the likelihood of encounters.

"Chu Ming, about two miles ahead, a Sealed King Level genius is rushing towards you, looking panicked, seemingly fleeing!"

Little Ai alerts him again.

"Fleeing?"

Chu Ming ponders. Two miles is a mere blink for strong individuals like them.

Boom!

A terrifying blue thunderbolt tears from the sky, within the blue thunderbolt is a proud youth in a purple robe, looking desperate, face pale, with blood occasionally leaking from his mouth!

"Come down!"

Whizz!

Chu Ming's Cold Light Sword swiftly unsheathes, unleashing a kilometer-long Sword Aura from its blade. The sky darkens, the Sword Aura locks the space, freezing time!

Poof!

In an instant, the Sword Aura shreds the blue thunderbolt figure. Despite wanting to resist, the purple-robed youth has no power to fend against it, instantly falling from the sky!

"Another Sealed Saint Level genius?" 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

The purple-robed youth doesn't die but is severely wounded, though Chu Ming deliberately controlled his attack strength. Otherwise, a single strike could have killed him!

Looking at Chu Ming, the purple-robed youth's face turns pale, caught between ferocious opponents, unsure if he can leave alive!

"Hand over your Storage Ring?"

Frowning slightly, Chu Ming coldly tells the purple-robed youth. Little Ai already informed him that a Sealed Saint Level genius is rapidly approaching, undoubtedly pursuing him. With a Sealed Saint Level genius chasing him, the purple-robed youth must have treasure!

"Take it!"

The purple-robed youth feels humiliated, knowing that in the Celestial Net Star Realm, he is somewhat renowned, but in the Ancient Yuan Illusion Realm, might matters, and geniuses like him are abundant!

Whizz!

The purple-robed youth shoots his hand and sends a Storage Ring towards Chu Ming, while his figure swiftly flies away, a sly look in his eyes!

"Chu Ming, this Storage Ring has no treasure!"

Little Ai screams in Chu Ming's mind.

Boom!

"Courting death!"

A flicker of anger crosses Chu Ming's eyes, a Sealed King Level genius daring to deceive him!

Boom!

Chu Ming strides a hundred meters, space shaking, and from his arm blooms four sinister Flowers of Slaughter Law, blood soaring, creating phenomena!

Whizz!

"Floating Blood!"

A blood-red Sword Aura bursts from the Cold Light Sword, stretching a kilometer, resembling a celestial meteor or a free-running steed!

The purple-robed youth, having just escaped a kilometer, hesitates momentarily and suddenly senses the dreadful sound from behind, his face instantly changing!

"No!!!"

Poof...

Under Floating Blood, a mist of blood scatters, space trembling, the purple-robed youth's body blown into the blood mist, his True Spirit destroyed by Chu Ming's sword, scattering several Storage Rings from the sky, all absorbed by Chu Ming!

"That Sealed Saint Level genius is here!"

Little Ai warns, but even without it, Chu Ming feels the air solidify, and a burly youth in a Buddha Robe shoots from afar, his face radiating golden light, every move seemingly manifesting the Buddha's true intent!