Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 262, Human Skin Mask

The Blue Red Sword easily pierced through the pitch-black sword light at the chest, without any obstruction. Chu Ming suddenly awoke as a sharp cold light attacked from behind.

Ding!

Twisting his body, Chu Ming blocked the black-clad assassin’s sword at an unbelievable angle. The sword light of the black-clad assassin was very illusory; if it weren’t for Chu Ming’s strong Soul Power, he could have been easily tricked.

"Shadow Killing Realm!"

Amidst the surging airwaves, a hoarse voice sounded. The assassin suddenly extended his right hand, and a large dark sphere rapidly enveloped Chu Ming, causing the sky to darken abruptly.

Ding!

Chu Ming’s eyes flashed with a trace of coldness; although the assassin’s combat power couldn’t match his, in terms of eeriness, it far surpassed him. Chu Ming’s sword directly pierced through the dark sphere without any pause.

Instantly, the dark sphere completely surrounded him, leaving no gaps. In a moment, Chu Ming felt himself sinking into a quagmire, the space around him thick as water, making each step require immense effort.

Whoosh!

A sharp sword light again stabbed from Chu Ming’s back at incredible speed. His sword was strong, but Chu Ming’s combat awareness was even stronger. At the moment the sword light appeared, he raised his sword to block, the gusts of wind causing his white robe to flutter loudly.

Crunch!

The Fire Essence at Chu Ming’s chest suddenly shattered, waves of heat billowing around him. His feet stomped the ground fiercely, and under the enhancement of the Fire Essence, this stomp had a force of three thousand five hundred Tiger Power, causing the air to whistle and the airwaves to roll.

Boom!

A large pit appeared under Chu Ming’s feet, rubble flying, and dust swirling. Using the recoil force, Chu Ming instantly leapt into the air, escaping the black-clad assassin’s dark sphere.

"Meteor Sword!"

Chu Ming held his sword with both hands, lifted it above his head. As his white robe billowed, a fierce sword light horizontally slashed out, resembling a comet sweeping the moon, a falling meteor. The sky suddenly brightened, and the air was instantly sliced in two.

Poof!

Chu Ming’s sword, extremely fast and vicious, directly pierced through the black-clad assassin’s neck, thin strands of blood oozing out, staining the assassin’s collar.

Thud!

The black-clad assassin’s eyes widened in anger, falling dead. Chu Ming breathed a slight sigh of relief; the assassin wasn’t weak, but if his strength hadn’t broken through to True Dao Third Layer, he wouldn’t have been able to win. freёnovelkiss.com

Tearing off the assassin’s black veil revealed an exceedingly ordinary face. Chu Ming gently removed the assassin’s Storage Ring. Disappearing into the forest with a few flashes, not long after, several black wolves leapt out from the forest, attracted by the scent of blood, devouring the assassin’s corpse.

In the forest, Chu Ming took out the assassin’s Storage Ring. His Spiritual Sense entered it only to find it empty, except for a few paper-thin Human Skin Masks in a corner.

Casually taking one out, he gently stroked it with his fingertip. Feeling curious since the mask was made very realistically, placing a Human Skin Mask on his face, it seamlessly merged with Chu Ming’s skin.

Chu Ming had now transformed into a middle-aged man with dark skin, completely different from his original appearance. However, the Spiritual Power within him was slowly dissipating, though compared to the Spiritual Power within him, it was only a tiny fraction.

Cutting off the supply of Spiritual Power, the Human Skin Mask instantly fell off, returning to Chu Ming’s hand.

"Not bad!"

Putting the Human Skin Mask into the Storage Ring, Chu Ming continued to search for the North Nether Tiger. This time, it took him only half an hour to find the North Nether Tiger in a cave.

The North Nether Tiger was a High Tier Sixth Level Demon Beast, covered in blue patterns with a large head and pitch-black eyes that gleamed with cold light. Its most conspicuous feature was its two half-meter-long fangs, perfect for making weapons.

Chu Ming discovered the North Nether Tiger, and the tiger naturally found Chu Ming as well. With a flash, Chu Ming felt a cold wind rush by, and the tiger was already in front of him.

Eyes flashing coldly, Chu Ming thrust his sword without any ornamentation—only sharp Sword Intent.

Poof!

The sword light directly pierced through the tiger’s head, blood splattering. With his strength now far surpassing the average True Dao Ninth Layer, the tiger’s combat power was only between the True Dao Eighth and Ninth Layer, unable to be a match for him.

Poof!

Chu Ming lightly pulled the Blue Red Sword out from the tiger’s head; the tiger twitched slightly before falling silent. Raising his sword, Chu Ming slashed twice, the tiger’s two fangs breaking off.

Putting the tiger’s fangs into the Storage Ring, Chu Ming’s face showed a hint of satisfaction. Now, he had completed two of the three missions, with only one remaining—to kill the Flying Corpse Sect’s prodigy, the Corpse Puppet!

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Three days later, in a blood-red plain, a white figure swiftly moving at incredible speed amidst the blurred scenery was Chu Ming.

"According to Celestial Travel Sect’s information, the Corpse Puppet should be in the vicinity of the blood-red plain!"

The blood-red plain, one of the battlefields between Celestial Travel Sect and the Demonic Organization, situated in a remote area, took Chu Ming three days of flying on a Flying Magical Beast to reach. The plain often saw the appearance of powerful figures from the Demonic Organization, and was also frequented by robbers avoiding revenge, making it a place of sin.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several breaking sounds were heard. Chu Ming looked up sharply to see three white figures fleeing towards him—two men and a woman, wearing Celestial Travel Sect uniforms, their expressions in panic, as if chased by ancient wild beasts. One man was severely injured, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth as he fled.

"Jie jie jie, let’s see where you run!"

A blood-clad figure pursued them swiftly, closing the gap in moments. The figure was an evil youth with blood-red hair, his eyes filled with lust, staring at the woman ahead. His knuckles were large, and his body exuded a rough aura.

"Junior Brother ahead, run quickly!!"

The woman in the middle spotted Chu Ming, hope flashing in her eyes, but dimmed upon seeing his unknown face. Familiar with famous Celestial Travel Sect disciples but not recognizing Chu Ming, she doubted his ability to fend off their pursuer.

Chu Ming hesitated, feeling a slight goodwill towards the woman.

In just a few breaths, as if Chu Ming was stunned, the three Celestial Travel Sect disciples and the blood-clad youth reached Chu Ming.

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