387: Demon Blade Realm

"You, you won't come to a good end... Ah!"

A white-haired old man was grabbed by the head with a palm, continuously cursing something.

But suddenly, he let out a sharp scream, and his entire body turned into a dried corpse.

The palm slowly released, and the dried corpse vanished into thin air.

"I act on behalf of the heavens, and you still dare to curse me? You truly deserve to die!"

Chen De turned his head to look at this area. Since parting ways with Myriad Gods, he had lost count of how many worlds he had purified.

However, judging by the number, it should be many, many... Correspondingly, Chen De also collected a large amount of merit, which would definitely allow him to advance further at the Law level.

Ninety-nine percent of Slaughter Law, here I come.

He added two hundred thousand newly acquired attribute points in one go.

Ding!

With a system prompt, his Slaughter Law finally reached ninety-nine percent.

At this moment, behind the percentage of Slaughter Law, a strange symbol appeared.

It was not any text Chen De knew, but rather a symbol.

Yet, the moment Chen De saw it, he understood its meaning.

For Slaughter Law to continue to one hundred percent, he needed to reach the Immortal level in any cultivation system.

For example, in the demon cultivation system, he would have to break through to the Demon Emperor Realm.

Following the calculation rules for the combat power of Sovereigns and Venerables, Chen De carefully calculated.

With Slaughter Law fully maxed out, he should be equivalent to the strength of a Six-Step Venerable or Sovereign.

After all, Sovereign and Venerable do not describe a specific realm, but rather a level of combat power.

Therefore, a breakthrough in combat power does not bring the same obvious feeling as a breakthrough in realm.

Even the divisions between each level in the Sovereign tier are quite vague.

For example, a peak Seven-Step could also be called an early Eight-Step, and it wouldn't be wrong.

After his combat power made a leap, Chen De re-estimated the gap between himself and Pang Zun.

His current combat power was at most equivalent to Six-Step. He could preserve his life in front of an Eight-Step, but he definitely couldn't defeat him.

Pang Zun should be between a Seven-Step Sovereign and an Eight-Step Sovereign.

There were additional bonuses for fighting within his realm, so even an Eight-Step Venerable might not be able to deal with him.

So what he needed to do now was to further raise his combat power, for example, by cultivating other Laws, or the other two systems, and so on.

After some thought, Chen De had two Laws to choose from this time: Law of Time and Space Law.

Time is dependent on space. Whether he chose Time or Space, it would significantly enhance his domain.

But the key was that maxing out one Law first before moving on to the next was the most cost-effective choice.

Chen De had always done this, whether it was for cultivation systems or Law cultivation.

After some thought, he finally chose to prioritize the Law of Time.

The stagnation technique Ao Qi had used on him earlier had caused Chen De quite a bit of trouble.

After making his decision, Chen De immediately added all of his remaining seventy thousand attribute points to the Law of Time.

The Law of Time instantly reached nine percent.

Although it couldn't compare to Slaughter Law, Chen De could clearly feel some subtle changes within his domain.

For example, the concepts of motion and stillness within it seemed to have been greatly strengthened.

This was a good thing; it meant Chen De's domain was becoming more like a world.

Perhaps, the cultivation of the Demon Emperor Realm should involve continuously comprehending and strengthening Laws, constantly perfecting the domain, until it finally transforms into a true world.

Stepping out of the small world he had just purified, Chen De began searching for his next target.

To be honest, worlds with Sovereigns were truly hard to find.

He had been busy until now and hadn't encountered a single one.

Since that was the case, he could only honestly search for and purify ordinary small worlds.

His gaze swept across the boundless void, his perception spreading out like a spiderweb, searching for his next purification target.

At this moment, Chen De noticed something amiss.

Someone had recently passed through the area he was currently in.

Within spatial rifts, spatial turbulence constantly scoured.

To leave spatial traces here indicated that the other party's strength was definitely not weak, and they had clearly exerted themselves to rush on their way.

It was very much like someone passing through in a hurry, using spatial power for extremely high-speed teleportation.

For a strong individual to be so anxious, it was either to escape or to gain some benefit.

The traces here were pure and singular, clearly left by one person.

The former possibility could basically be ruled out, so it could only be the latter.

After some thought, Chen De decided to follow and see.

Even if there were no benefits, being able to convert a strong individual would still be a worthwhile trip.

Following the traces left by the other party, Chen De pursued all the way.

This was also thanks to his spatial talent; otherwise, he wouldn't even have noticed the traces, let alone tracked them...

A man sped through the spatial rift, completely unconcerned about anything he collided with along the way.

In the blink of an eye, he had crossed hundreds of millions of kilometers.

Once every ten thousand years, the Demon Blade Realm, which opens once every ten thousand years, was about to open.

This time, he was determined to get it!

As long as he could obtain that, what were Sovereigns and Venerables? Even a Saint Lord would be nothing.

But as he flew and flew, he noticed a figure standing not far ahead.

This caused a flicker of impatience in the man's eyes. Truly courting death.

The man didn't pay much attention to the person in front of him; he had crashed into countless unlucky individuals along the way.

The person ahead had a weak aura, clearly not a strong individual, so his fate was already obvious.

Just as the man thought he could pass through as easily as with the previous few, and the image of the other party exploding into a bloody mist had already appeared in his mind...

Bong!

After a huge collision sound.

The man was like a rocket that had been stopped mid-flight, forcefully pressed down from his high-speed state.

His chest directly caved in, with a palm print pressed into it.

At this moment, the man finally realized what he had encountered, but it was too late to regret now.

Chen De placed his hand on the man's forehead, activating soul-searching, and squeezed his neck with the other hand.

In a short while, the man had turned into a dried corpse, gradually dissipating in Chen De's hand.

"Demon Blade Realm... Demonic Blade... Opens once every ten thousand years..."

What the hell is this?

Demonic Blade?

According to this guy's memory, that Demon Blade Realm had fallen from somewhere tens of millions of years ago.

At that time, it attracted countless strong individuals to explore, but in the end, they only found a blade there.

Yes, the entire world was filled with countless terrifying anomalies, but there was only one blade there.

A blade with monstrous demonic flames!

The initial group of strong individuals judged that this blade was the cause of those anomalies, and perhaps even the pillar of the entire Demon Blade Realm.

At that time, the World Authority artifacts had not yet been created.

And so, the Demonic Blade attracted countless people to contend for it.

But after fighting to the very end, they realized.