All Chapters of The Secret of The Demonic Artifact: Chapter 651
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Challenge of the Kaishi Masters
"You've been trying to destroy Longhai Continent for years, but all your heroes have always lost like snow melting before spring sun. Today, you still dare to show up and attack us? Truly ignorant!" He continued in a sarcastic tone, emphasizing every word with the authority of one who had walked the martial path for decades.Master Yinfeng was deliberately provoking them, his voice splitting the roar of the wind blowing on the horizon. He seemed like a mighty sage whose words carried the power to shake mountains and command respect from both heaven and earth.Despite his confident appearance that radiated assurance like morning sunlight, there was worry in his gaze that flickered like shadows cast by dancing flames. His eyes never left the three huge spirit ships floating above Tianzhou City like metal dragons suspended between heaven and earth, their hulls gleaming with ominous formations."How many Kaishi-level experts are hidden on those ships like serpents coiled in darkness?" he
Battle for Tianzhou’s Fate
With full force that channeled his royal bloodline's might, he launched his attack at the red-armored Kaishi. His sword moved like silver lightning cutting through storm clouds, carrying the hopes of his people and the weight of his ancestors' legacy.PANG!A clash of energy ensued, deafening all who witnessed it, the sound reverberating across dimensions like the collision of stars. In the blink of an eye that lasted eternities, the four masters of Longhai Continent moved quickly, attacking at a speed that was hard for ordinary eyes to follow, their forms blurring like ghosts dancing between reality and legend.Their attacks were well-coordinated like a symphony of destruction, each movement flowing into the next with practiced precision. This coordination made the two red-armored Kaishi from Podura Continent fall back like waves retreating before an immovable cliff.They no longer had time to launch fireball attacks, and could only defend against the overwhelming assault that came a
The Silent Pursuit in the Gobi.
Eadric Rong's figure shot across the horizon like a meteor trailing silver light, breaking through the boundary between the Central Great Plains and the Southern region. His immortal robes, woven from celestial silk and embroidered with protective formations, fluttered behind him like captured moonbeams.The dark early morning sky began to fade, leaving a pale tinge of moonlight on the horizon that painted the world in shades of ethereal silver. Below, the Gobi Desert stretches out, cold and desolate, its endless dunes shifting like the memories of forgotten ages.The bone-chilling air of extreme temperatures did not affect an immortal like himself, whose cultivation had transcended mortal limitations. The night wind was just a passing gust that carried the scent of ancient sands and distant starlight, while his hair fluttered wildly without detracting from the dignity of his figure as one who had touched the realm of the gods."Ah... the feast of the cultivators of the sect decades a
Nun Fear’s Last Stand.
"Ah, I see what you mean, Big Brother. Don't you want to have some fun with her before finishing her off?" the second man said in an equally lewd tone that would make even demons blush with shame."So what are you waiting for? Tonight we can warm up our bodies by making use of that smooth old hag!" added the third man with a rough laugh that echoed across the dunes like the howling of jackals.Every cultivator lived with the same goal: the pursuit of immortality that transcended mortal limitations. The higher the cultivation level reached, the greater their ability to defy the laws of nature that bound ordinary men. Their bodies stopped aging, their faces remained as fresh as youth eternal, and they became immortal in time's endless flow.Meanwhile, Eadric Rong, who was lurking in the shadows like death itself, listened to their conversation with disdain that burned cold as winter stars. His eyes stared at the woman they were chasing, his face showing deep fatigue that spoke of ancien
The Immortal’s Arrival.
Those words slashed through Nun Fear's pride like a poisoned dagger forged in hell's deepest pits.As someone who had always maintained chastity with great honor, dedicating her life to sacred vows, such insults not only hurt, but also fueled her anger. Her chest felt like it was going to explode with righteous fury that demanded vengeance."Your filthy mouth deserves to be sent to hell where demons will feast upon your tongues!" cried Nun Fear with burning rage that made the very air shimmer.In her grasp, a simple-looking horse whisk suddenly changed like a caterpillar transforming into a deadly butterfly.With the Jade Maiden Swordplay technique that had been passed down through generations of sacred warriors, the whisk became as hard as a sharp sword forged from celestial metals. The sound of wind whistled from every swing of the whisk that had now turned into a deadly weapon in her hands, each movement precise as falling lightning.Her left hand, which was prepared with the White
You Forgot Me – Part I
As the silence enveloped the place like a sacred shroud, the dust of the three Podura soldiers slowly disappeared in the desert wind that carried whispers of ancient battles. Nun Fear hurriedly straightened her tattered robes, the fabric torn and stained with blood that spoke of her desperate flight across endless dunes.With a cautious attitude befitting one facing divine judgment, she stood upright while bowing as a sign of respect. Her movements were fluid despite her injuries, each gesture carrying the grace of one trained in sacred martial arts."Forgive me, Lord Immortal. My circumstances are very inappropriate," she said softly, her voice trembling like autumn leaves in mountain wind, while trying to cover the part of her body that was exposed by the torn clothes. The moonlight caught the silver threads in her nun's robes, making them shimmer like captured starlight.Fleeing for days across trackless wastes, plus a battle against three Golden Lotus-level experts, had left her c
You Forgot Me Part II
If she failed to deliver those materials, Nun Fear knew that their defenses would collapse in no time like sand castles before the tide."Nun Fear..." said the Immortal, his tone warm and friendly, without a trace of the arrogance usually attached to high-level practitioners. His voice carried the weight of recognition that made her heart stop.His words were simple, not wrapped in artificial elegance or flowery court speech. However, it was precisely that simplicity that made Nun Fear even more surprised, like hearing thunder on a cloudless day.She looked up, slowly staring at the handsome figure with snow-white skin in front of her, features carved by divine hands. That face felt unfamiliar, forcing her mind to search for traces in her memories like rummaging through old scrolls.But she never felt she knew this Immortal in the past, despite the certainty in his voice."Tu... master Immortal. Don't joke with me. How could I possibly know an Immortal like you?" she said, still maint
The Great War Begins – Part I
Nun Fear's departure that had already lasted more than two weeks, far beyond what was originally expected, caused growing unrest in the Wudang Sect like poison spreading through healthy flesh. Every second that passed made their hearts more anxious, each beat counting down to potential doom.In the Sect Hall, the martial grandees of the great alliances of the Longhai Continent gathered in silence that pressed down upon them like mountain weight.They sat with faces full of tension, whispering to each other in voices barely audible above the sound of their own breathing. Their faces looked tense, every word that came out of their mouths was like rare water in the middle of a desert, precious and carefully measured.Seen there, the grandees of the martial world, such as Lei Yunfeng of Mount Xuandu, Master Yunfeng of the Hehuan Sect, Prince Xue Yuan, as well as other grandees from the Central Plains, who were previously highly respected, now only looked tired and worried. Their once-prou
The Great War Begins – Part II
Master Yunfeng directed his anger at Zhenxin Nun with eyes that blazed like burning coals.Normally, Nun Zhenxin would fight back fiercely like a cornered tigress, but this time, she was simply silent, as if feeling a burden that was too heavy to lift by herself. Her usual fire had been dampened by the weight of responsibility and fear.In a soft voice, which was almost drowned in the tense atmosphere that filled every corner of the hall, Zhenxin Nun tried to calm the rising storm, although the look on her face could not hide the same anxiety that gnawed at them all."Have faith in this humble nun. Elder Nun Fear is a master fighter with many tricks up her sleeve! She has survived countless dangers and emerged victorious from impossible odds.""I'm sure she'll be back with the materials we desperately need. This protective array on Wudang Peak will be reinforced with spiritual crystals. No expert from the Podura Continent can break into it once it's properly powered."However, Master
War in the Sky – Part I.
Tuut! Tuut! Tuut!The trumpet blasts of the conch echoed in the silent night like the wails of ancient war spirits, breaking the silence and signaling the start of the battle. Each blast was a call for warriors to advance to the battlefield, the sound reverberating off mountain peaks and sacred halls with ominous finality.CRING! CRING!The clanging sound of swords and spears clashed loudly, shattering the deep calm of the night like thunder splitting heaven's dome. Experts ran out, wearing gleaming armor forged from blessed metals and inscribed with protective formations, towards the courtyard of the Wudang Sect, ready to face two words that would define their destiny: death or victory.A man dressed all in white with spiritual armor that shimmered like captured moonlight gave the signal with authority befitting a battle commander. "Everyone, stare at the horizon! Pay attention to the opponent who is beginning to descend like vultures seeking carrion!" His voice boomed, filling the t