Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor

If his father Liu Wuxiang could be crowned emperor, although the Beiling Alliance couldn't sit on equal terms with the Thousand Demon Palace, at least the Thousand Demon Palace wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

Moreover, looking at the current situation, once Chu Ming breaks through the Life and Death Realm, he would certainly become an apex monarch. As for Soroch, Ling Yun, and Snow Demon Immortal, it would depend on their own fortunes.

"When will we enter the ruins of Ancient Emperor Xi Yan? I'm afraid if we delay any longer, the treasures inside will be taken by others!"

Fire God Ning Lie, clad in a crimson robe, suppressed a heavy breath in his chest.

"No worries, the ordinary treasures in the ruins of Ancient Emperor Xi Yan wouldn't really matter to you all, right? As for the true treasures, how could they be so easily obtained?"

Soroch's face was calm and composed, and hearing his analysis, the others couldn't help but nod in agreement. Indeed, those who could sit here were backed by formidable powers, and ordinary treasures really wouldn't catch their eyes. As for the true treasures, one could easily imagine that Ancient Emperor Xi Yan wouldn't let anyone obtain them easily.

...

"Soul Cleansing Water!"

Within the ruins of Ancient Emperor Xi Yan, Chu Ming's eyes were fixed on a pool of pale blue water not far away, a flash of joy in his eyes.

Soul Cleansing Water is a genuine treasure; it not only enhances a martial artist's soul power but also cleanses the soul's impurities, stabilizes the mind, and suppresses heart demons during cultivation.

Chu Ming glanced around, seeing no other anomalies, he slowly walked to the side of the Soul Cleansing Water pool, took out several jade bottles from his storage ring, and filled them with the Soul Cleansing Water. After filling five bottles, the pool finally reached the bottom.

Chu Ming, satisfied, placed the jade bottles containing the Soul Cleansing Water into his storage ring.

This journey had also yielded many treasures for Chu Ming, but they didn't attract him much, as he was now an apex monarch, and not many treasures could catch his eye.

However, this Soul Cleansing Water was definitely the most precious among these treasures, still greatly valuable to him.

Tap, tap, tap...

Chu Ming's footsteps echoed crisply in the silent Divine Hall. Before long, he entered a dim gray main hall, filled with broken walls and ruins. In the hall's center, a figure in a gray robe sat silently without a sound of breathing.

Behind the hall, several thick iron chains extended from the rings on the hall's surface, tightly binding the figure in the gray robe.

"Our Ancient Emperor Xi Yan sect shall eradicate all demons of the world!!!"

"As long as there is unrest in the Restricted Area, my heart will not be at peace!!"

"If Celestial Martial is not destroyed, my heart will remain unsettled!!"

"..."

Suddenly, Chu Ming's gaze fell on the stone wall beside the gray-robed figure, where chaotic characters carved by sword marks appeared before his eyes.

Reading these words, Chu Ming's heart surged. From these sentences, Chu Ming could easily tell that the writer had deep enmity with the demons of the Restricted Area.

Chu Ming's gaze scanned and finally fell on the signature of these words.

Power Battle King - Ren Pingsheng!

"Could this gray-robed person be Power Battle King Ren Pingsheng?"

Chu Ming deeply inhaled, for Ren Pingsheng's fighting prowess alone, but just for his spirit, Chu Ming held deep respect.

Boom!

At this moment, a terrifying aura abruptly swept through the hall, as if the star river from the nine heavens fell from the starry sky, suppressing generations. Chu Ming was instantly awakened by this aura and looked towards the gray-robed figure.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

At this moment, the chains binding Power Battle King began to move without wind, trembling and swaying like candles in the wind. The horrifying aura just now emanated from Power Battle King.

"Could Power Battle King have also become an alive-dead warrior?"

A hint of solemnity flashed in Chu Ming's eyes; this was the first apex monarch he encountered since entering the ruins of Ancient Emperor Xi Yan.

Boom!

Power Battle King's aura rapidly ascended, like a rocket.

Low Tier King!

Middle Tier King!

High Tier King!

Apex King!

To Chu Ming's relief, Power Battle King's cultivation reached the early stage of an apex king and then slowly halted. According to his analysis, Power Battle King was likely a late-stage high-tier king before becoming an alive-dead warrior. After slumbering for tens of thousands of years, his combat strength naturally reached the early stage of an apex king.

Thinking of this, Chu Ming started to worry. If Ancient Emperor Xi Yan had also turned into an alive-dead warrior, his combat strength would be at least equivalent to a low-level crowned emperor and possibly a high-level crowned emperor.

Boom!

"Those who trespass Ancient Emperor Xi Yan sect shall die!!"

While Chu Ming was deep in thought, Power Battle King suddenly lifted his head, his disheveled hair scattered over his shoulders, letting out a fierce roar. His eyes filled with icy, violent bloodlust.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Power Battle King's arms tensed, his gray robe fluttered, right foot stepping forward towards Chu Ming. The chains binding him broke almost instantly, transforming into countless iron shards flying in the air.

Boom!

"Die!!!"

Power Battle King roared lowly, his right hand clenched tightly, generating the ancient power of a colossal elephant, clouds swirling, a terrifying golden wave roared through the void, like a cannonball, towards Chu Ming.

Slash!

The Azure Sky Sword unsheathed, a series of sword flowers burst from Chu Ming's hand, transforming into a soaring sword river, leaving a dreadful sword mark in the sky, and instantly blasted towards Power Battle King!

Boom!

Pfft!

Though Power Battle King was strong, he was merely at the early stage of apex monarch. Chu Ming, being stronger than typical late-stage apex monarchs, defeated him with a single move. Power Battle King was blasted away, crashing into the stone wall, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Power Battle King didn't surrender easily. His actions were driven purely by instinct, unaware of pain or finesse, attacking with the force of a ferocious storm.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

However, Chu Ming's sword was akin to a heavenly steed, repeatedly blasting Power Battle King away. The sword marks on Power Battle King's body increased, and Chu Ming couldn't help but notice a trace of relieved contentment in Power Battle King's eyes.

"Nine Elephant Nine Dragon Fist!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the final moment, all the hair on Power Battle King stood upright, right hand clenched, terrifying golden light tearing apart. Massive momentum in the air surged, transforming into nine ancient colossal elephants and nine ancient dragons, simultaneously suppressing Chu Ming.