Martial Cultivator

A sheet of paper had long been at Chen Chao’s side, but it had also lain dormant for a long time.

At this moment, it once again appeared at Chen Chao’s fingertips. After he held it between his fingers, the golden characters on that page seemed to gain some kind of pattern and began to flow continuously.

But this time, Chen Chao could not see anything.

Because when that torrential rain fell, Chen Chao could hardly open his eyes. That rain, carrying the Demon Emperor’s endless killing intent, was perhaps the strongest technique in the human world at this moment.

With such a technique, let alone a single Chen Chao, even if two or three Chen Chaos were added together, it would still be useless.

Between Nepenthe and the end of Nepenthe lay a true impassable chasm, let alone between the end of Nepenthe and an even higher realm.

The Demon Emperor stood at that realm, and naturally had both the qualification and the ability to overlook all living beings.

Within the torrential rain, that sheet of paper was quickly drenched. At this moment, soaked through with rain, the characters upon it became all the clearer. Those golden characters did not seem written upon the surface, but rather engraved into the page itself.

Extremely distinct.

As Chen Chao powerlessly loosened his grip on that page, it quickly drifted upward into the torrential rain, the golden radiance upon it beginning to shine more and more brilliantly.

That single page now shone with great brilliance.

In an instant, that seemingly unstoppable torrential rain actually showed faint signs of stagnation.

Bathed within the storm, the golden radiance upon the page quickly detached itself from the paper, and stream after stream flew toward the torrential rain.

The golden radiance was incomparably dazzling, and as it traversed the downpour, it was like countless golden flying swords, mercilessly tearing apart the storm.

The terrifying golden sword light instantly illuminated the rain, making it shine brilliantly, like a cluster of dazzling light.

Outsiders who saw this scene only felt that their eyes were filled with splendor. But in the Demon Emperor’s eyes, it was a different sight altogether. In his eyes, those streams of golden brilliance contained the purest of auras.

That aura, it was an existence completely beyond the end of Nepenthe. Just from that aura alone, the Demon Emperor’s expression had already grown solemn.

If the master of that aura were to appear here at this moment, it would likely be even more terrifying.

But as perhaps the only one in the world who had already surpassed Nepenthe, when facing this aura, the Demon Emperor actually found it difficult to feel fear, and instead felt somewhat eager to test himself.

Looking at that page of paper radiating golden brilliance, there was a particular intent in the Demon Emperor’s eyes.

The golden radiance blazing from that page caused the torrential downpour to grow weaker and weaker. The golden light seemed at this moment to completely block the rain.

Chen Chao gradually regained consciousness, and when he saw the page hovering above his head, felt the confrontation between the golden radiance and the torrential rain. But at the same time, he was somewhat astonished.

This sheet of paper had accompanied Chen Chao for a long time. In the past, when he encountered crises he could not resolve, this page had helped him many times. On those occasions, this page had almost never met any opponent. Whether it was Nepenthe cultivators, or cultivators at the end of Nepenthe, they had no power to resist in front of this sheet of paper.

But this time was different. Against such a terrifying existence as the Demon Emperor, although this page had managed to block him, it had only blocked him. It did not, as before, gravely wound the one who struck.

All of this could only mean one thing - the Demon Emperor was simply too powerful.

He far surpassed every foe that this page had ever faced.

Chen Chao could not help but grow worried in his heart. If this page could not withstand the Demon Emperor, then he likely had no means left.

As the Demon Emperor’s thoughts stirred, that torrential rain began to build its force without end. Facing Chen Chao, perhaps the Demon Emperor did not take it too seriously and only struck casually. But when facing this page, the Demon Emperor was likely going to fight in earnest.

“A relic of an ancient era? We have not met someone from that era; truly a pity. Since we can meet at this moment, then let us fight to the fullest!”

The Demon Emperor’s voice rang out within the wind and snow, filled with confidence. It was the confidence of one in a lofty position, the accumulation of countless years seated upon the throne.

Even when encountering something whose origin was not yet known, the Demon Emperor would not harbor the slightest thought of retreat.

This was the confidence that one in such a position ought to possess, much less when he was the one with the most overwhelming power in this world.

As the torrential rain grew ever more terrifying, the golden radiance of that page also grew increasingly intense. Yet even so, the page above Chen Chao’s head still began to tremble uncontrollably.

The paper rustled loudly in the wind.

The Demon Emperor’s face showed not a trace of expression, at this moment only looking coldly at that page.

Two great powerhouses, from different eras, separated perhaps by several thousand years or even ten thousand. But at this moment, they met in such a way.

Golden brilliance kept fluttering down, flickering and shifting with the Demon Emperor’s thoughts.

The Demon Emperor’s terrifying aura continued to descend. That page of paper was enveloped by the Demon Emperor’s aura, which began pressing down on it without end.

Chen Chao raised his head for a glance. He could already feel the Demon Emperor’s terror, and also the helplessness of that page.

The powerful existence who had written this page was not necessarily weaker than the Demon Emperor. But it was clear that just this single page he had left behind seemed unable to contend with the Demon Emperor.

After all, this was only an aura, not the true body of that existence. So even if it was defeated, it was actually within reason.

The sheet of paper suspended in midair at this moment kept falling, nearly about to land on top of Chen Chao’s head.

This was a very bad sign. It indicated that the page was steadily falling into disadvantage, about to be defeated.

And once that really happened, it would likewise mean that Chen Chao would once again truly face the Demon Emperor’s torrential storm.

At that time, what kind of situation it would be was self-evident.

Chen Chao stretched out his hand, wanting to grab that page once again. But at this moment the page seemed truly to have been stirred to some anger. It began constantly rising upward, countless golden radiances becoming visibly more dazzling, one after another golden light breaking through shackles and appearing amidst the wind and snow.

But after these golden light appeared, they did not scatter in all directions. Instead, in the end, they condensed together. Like a cluster of brilliance, they actually formed into a human figure.

A figure unfamiliar yet not entirely unfamiliar appeared between heaven and earth at this moment.

That figure was not tall, but slender in form. Now appearing within the wind and snow, faintly it carried an immense bearing of invincibility in the world.

In a certain era, this was naturally also a great hero of that time.

The Demon Emperor looked at that figure without speaking. With a sweep of his sleeve, terrifying demonic qi surged ceaselessly from behind him, very quickly covering half the sky. Countless dreadful auras at this moment obscured most of heaven and earth. Everywhere was filled with black qi, and as that black demonic qi surged forward, it quickly transformed into an army of thousands upon thousands. On the battlefront, the army condensed from demonic qi charged forward, the sound of pounding hooves resounding.

That golden figure before this army of thousands stood motionless. Even as those things charged forward, he had no intention of evading, carrying quite the meaning of one man facing ten thousand.

Between heaven and earth, everything became especially quiet at this moment. Everyone only silently watched. The sudden appearance of that golden figure made them all sense that it might be Chen Chao’s means. But in truth, not many truly believed that Chen Chao’s means could inflict any substantial harm on the Demon Emperor.

Sure enough, as that demonic qi kept surging forward and ultimately enveloped that golden figure, no one was surprised.

But what none had expected was that afterward, a golden line suddenly swept across. Just as everyone thought that the golden figure would be drowned, this golden line instantly cut open the heavens and earth here. Without seeing the golden figure lift a sword, everyone in that moment tangibly sensed an aura of sharpness.

Xie Nandu furrowed her brows slightly, and so did Liu Banbi. Among those present, only these two were truly sword cultivators, and they could sense that although this aura brimmed with edge, it was still not so-called sword qi.

Sword Dao, the perception of the words “sword qi” was extremely precise.

Whether it was sword qi or not, one glance was enough to know.

Yet that golden figure who had briefly torn open a rift was, after the Demon Emperor took one step forward, once again drowned within the endless terrifying demonic qi.

The Demon Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, a trace of disappointment flashing across his eyes.

Originally, he thought this was some terrifying existence from a certain era, at least capable of contending with him. But now it seemed otherwise.

The other party’s aura had grown far too weak after countless years.

Perhaps an existence at the end of Nepenthe would still need to retreat in front of it, but before the Demon Emperor, it was simply unworthy.

“Boring.”

The Demon Emperor coldly spat out this word, then waved his hand. An incomparably enormous black palm pressed down toward that golden figure.

With a resounding boom, the golden radiance shattered. That golden figure broke apart here, countless golden lights scattering and transforming into golden motes of dust.

Chen Chao stood blankly in place, watching this scene, not even knowing what to say.

When the motes of dust scattered, that page slowly drifted down, finally landing before him.

Chen Chao reached out to catch it, lowered his head for a glance, and saw that the characters upon it had already grown mottled, many of them faint and indistinct.

This shocked Chen Chao even more. In the past, to see even a few words on it required immense effort. Now everything was visible, yet this page no longer had any other response.

This could only mean that the aura originally left upon this page had now completely dissipated.

In other words, this page could no longer serve as Chen Chao’s trump card.

His cards had decreased once more.

Looking at this page, Chen Chao only felt as if his heart was bleeding.

Of course, what he found hardest to accept was that the Demon Emperor was simply too powerful.

Beyond his comprehension.