Chapter 2093 - The Demonic Saint Pot
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
At the sight of the Demonic Saint Pot, Qingfeng furrowed his brows.
He could sense a powerful bone-chilling energy emitted from the object, an energy so evil it frosted over his body, leaving him feeling cold.
Without a doubt, the Demonic Saint Pot was definitely a high-grade saint level demonic item.
Qingfeng Li immediately began to channel his vital essence, waving out his right hand, turning it into an enormous fist, smashing forward onto the Demonic Saint Pot with all of his might.
Although his actual enemy was the Nine-headed Demonic Saint, Qingfeng Li felt more threatened by the Demonic Saint Pot.
Bang!
With a loud blow, Qingfeng Li's fist landed on the Demonic Saint Pot but was immediately met with an opposing force.
The opposing force was akin to the powers of a tsunami, or an earthquake, or a tornado, smashing atop Qingfeng Li's fist, sending it into retreat.
Qingfeng Li furrowed his brows, his eyes filled with disbelief. He was truly astonished by the powerful item that was the Demonic Saint Pot. How powerful was the treasure if it could fend off his Strangle Hell Fist?!
The Nine-headed Demonic Saint turned to look at Qingfeng Li, his gaze frosty.
He extended his finger and pointed at Qingfeng Li. With a hair-raising tone, he said, "If I'm not mistaken, you're Qingfeng Li. I've heard of you and your victory over the Crimson Fire Monarch. Do you think you're invincible just because you're the new Planet Ruler? How foolish!"
The Nine-headed Demonic Saint sounded extremely arrogant, pompous as could be, watching Qingfeng Li with mocking eyes.
As he reached out his fingers, he carved out gashes and gashes into the air.
Middle-grade Demonic Saint!
Qingfeng Li lightly furrowed his brows. Sensing a middle-grade demonic saint energy coming from the Nine-headed Demonic Saint, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Qingfeng Li wasn't afraid of the Nine-headed Demonic Saint if the latter was without a Demonic Saint Pot. With the treasure, however, the Nine-headed Demonic Saint was going to be a tough opponent to defeat. Qingfeng Li decided to attack first.
He took out his Yin-Yang Sky Halberd, drawing an arc in the air, forming 50,000,000 kilograms of power, piercing it forward toward the Demonic Saint Pot.
Sensing the Yin-Yang Sky Halberd's powers, the Nine-headed Demonic Saint had a minute change of expression. He suddenly waved out his right hand, forming a vital essence palm, and smashing it towards the Yin-Yang Sky Halberd.
Qingfeng Li's Yin-Yang Sky Halberd had reached an incredible state of power. With its seal opened, it's now a middle-grade saint item.
The Yin-Yang Sky Halberd crashed into the Nine-headed Demonic Saint's vital essence palm. With a loud blow, the palm shattered into nothingness.
Traveling past his palm, the Yin-Yang Sky Halberd stabbed atop the Demonic Saint Pot.
Ka-boom!
With a loud explosion, the Yin-Yang Sky Halberd bounced back, leaving the Demonic Saint Pot completely unscratched.
Qingfeng Li had never been so astonished. He was fully aware of the Yin-Yang Sky Halberd's powers, but now, even such a powerful weapon wasn't able to leave a dent in the Demonic Saint Pot. Just how strong was this demonic item?!
The Nine-headed Demonic Saint laughed loudly and said, "Qingfeng Li, you're dead for sure. Do you know what this is? This is a legendary high-grade demonic item."
Taken aback by his words, Qingfeng Li took a step backward. He couldn't believe that a middle-grade Saint was in possession of a high-grade demonic item.
Holding the Demonic Saint Pot in its hand, the Nine-headed Demonic Beast began to move his lips, chanting a verse of ancient demonic scripture that contained frightening powers.
As soon as the effect took place, the sky was colored with green seal scriptures, casting light over the entire land, frightening as could be.
The demonic beasts of the nearby mountains were all shaken to their cores, prostrating themselves and kowtowing on the ground, unable to withstand the horrifying energy.
Splash splash splash…
Suddenly, the blood of more than a dozen demonic beasts was exsanguinated by the Demonic Saint Pot. After refinement, the treasure seemed even stronger than before.
The Nine-headed Demonic Saint pointed the opening of the Demonic Saint Pot towards Qingfeng Li and yelled, "Qingfeng Li!"
Instinctively, Qingfeng Li replied with an "oh" and suddenly, a ray of black light shot out from the Demonic Saint Pot.
The black light immediately covered Qingfeng Li, sucking him into the Demonic Saint Pot instantly.
Qingfeng Li entered into a state of stupor, unable to fight back and defend himself even with the use of the mortal purgatory body technique and heavenly immortal chant.
In the next moment, Qingfeng Li was transferred into a vacuum. The empty space was fully black; its sky was black, its ground was black; everything was pitch black.
Endless cries of misery sounded from the blackness. Listening closely, Qingfeng Li discovered that the sounds originated not from humans nor demonic beasts but were from souls.
The Demonic Saint Pot had devoured infinite amounts of self-cultivators, trapping in their souls, rendering them eternal prisoners.
Drip!
Suddenly, a drop of black liquid fell from the sky. The black liquid was extremely corrosive, blowing apart the dimension the moment it appeared.
The black liquid dripped onto Qingfeng Li's arm, burning through it instantly, creating a bloody hole which began bleeding.
Qingfeng Li felt a sharp pain in his arm. Looking down, he could see his exposed bones. Even his tough-as-iron skin wasn't strong enough to defend against such acidity.
The corrosiveness contained a kind of saint level seal scriptures that destroys the inner strength of a human body, damaging Qingfeng Li's skin, muscles, and tendons, traveling towards other parts of his body.
Channeling his golden flames, Qingfeng Li unleashed onto his wounds a temperature of more than 150,000 degrees, torching through all of the saint level talisman scrips, healing his wounds in the next moment.
Drip drip drip drip…
10 more drops of black liquid dripped from the sky, potently acidic, heading towards Qingfeng Li's body.
Swiftly, Qingfeng Li extended his wings and flew to the side, dodging the black liquid from the sky.
Qingfeng Li moved very quickly, managing to avoid all of the black liquid.
