Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 395: 97: The Power of the Devil Lord

Translator: 549690339

The souls of the Four Demon Generals were directly absorbed into the bodies of the four palace masters by the Devil Lord!

All the palace masters showed pain on their faces, as if their spirits were being cut off, their souls taken away by someone.

After a long time.

Flower Queen’s eyes were the first to recover their vitality, and she smiled charmingly at the Devil Lord:

“Thank you, Respected Devil Lord, for the regeneration!”

The other three also shouted loudly: “Thank you, Respected Devil Lord, for the regeneration!”

The Devil Lord’s eyes remained calm, as casually killing the four palace masters was a trivial matter to him.

Replacing the useless ones with four powerful Demon Generals was an absolute positive upgrade to the strength of the Devil Sect.

All they needed was to get the three Ancestral Weapons left behind by Ancestor Yan Zu, and ruling the whole world would be a piece of cake.

Now, the first thing to do was to break through the restrictions of the rules of Heaven and Earth in this place!

A cold light flashed in the Devil Lord’s eyes, and he glanced at the faraway Eternal Taoist Temple Master’s divine sense avatar, who swung his Buddhist whisk and responded with a smile.

The Devil Lord snorted coldly, mobilizing his divine power to directly attack this heaven and earth!

He wanted to shatter this heavenly and earth barrier!

What he hated most in his life was not having freedom!

While gathering divine power and devil’s intention, the Devil Lord indifferently said to his four general demons:

“That descendant of Ancestor Yan Zu is as weak as an ant, not even worth my effort. You go and kill him.”

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“Yes!”

The four demon generals replied and turned into four streaks of light, chasing after Zhao Huai!

Zhao Huai was now extremely anxious, knowing that the time left for him by the Eternal Taoist Temple Master was very limited. Once the Devil Lord broke through the restrictions of this heaven and earth, he would undoubtedly die!

His divine sense spread out, searching for his daughter Zhao Ruyue.

“Descendant of Ancestor Yan, leave your life behind!”

The four recently attached forsaken demon generals surrounded Zhao Huai!

The first Demon General entered Flower Queen’s body, originally a beautiful woman in a red dress, but now she smiled ferociously at Zhao Huai.

One punch was thrown with the power of moving mountains, smashing Zhao Huai into several demon mountains!

The face of Cold Night Devil was wearing a cruel smile, muttering something incoherently that Zhao Huai could not understand, his tongue sticking out, and it turned into an enormous size sweeping past a mountain peak, directly crushing it into powder.

The third Demon General possessed Bloody Slaughterer, but his eyes twinkled with peach blossoms, full of charm, fingers as delicate as orchids, just like a woman.

The fourth Demon General, “Stone Lord,” although tall, hunched his body as if wanting to hide himself, giving Lu Huai a slanting glance, with a few devil shadows swirling behind him, looking malicious.

Zhao Huai stood up from the mud pit in the demon mountain, his face cold and stern.

He looked at the strange scene in front of him.

But he had no time to deal with it, because in his heart there was only one thing he must do: rescue Zhao Ruyue before the Devil Lord breaks through the limits of Heaven and Earth!

“Such a rich Devil Qi.”

A cold voice sounded in Zhao Huai’s heart, and the dark green immortal sword on his back disregarded him once again, directly flying out of the Sword-Nurturing Gourd, its sword qi soaring up to the sky.

A snow-white figure emerged slowly, coming out of the sword, appearing in front of Zhao Huai. The dark green immortal sword was in her hand, flickering with a faint cold light.

Big sleeves and white robes fluttered in the wind, sword qi crisscrossing around her body.

The White-robed Sword Spirit assumed a sword-drawing stance.

Swish!

A magnificent sword qi was unleashed, sweeping towards the Four Demon Generals!

“Where did this woman come from, and how is her strength so strong?” The Four Demon Generals were shocked as they looked at the incoming sword qi.

The White-robed Sword Spirit turned her head to look at Zhao Huai, her eyes calm: “Do what you need to do, leave this to me.”

Zhao Huai looked at the Sword Spirit in amazement, and even though it was the first time the Sword Spirit actively asked to join the battle, he saw a certain emotion in the eyes of the White-robed Sword Spirit.

Extreme self-confidence!

“Alright!”

Zhao Huai nodded at her: “Be careful.”Swish!

At this moment, four devil shadows attacked!

Stone Lord, hunched over, laughed sinisterly: “You think we don’t exist? With just you, a small sword spirit, you dream of stopping the four of us!”

The white-robed sword spirit didn’t look at him, her gaze still fixed on Zhao Huai.

“Shut up and die!” At the same time, she unleashed a powerful suppressive force, her sword qi howling and directly shattering the devil shadows!

Seeing this, Zhao Huai didn’t stay any longer, controlling his sword to transform into a rainbow light.

“Where do you think you’re going!”

Flower Queen, Cold Night Devil, and others wanted to pursue.

“As for you, all of you stay here.” The white-robed sword spirit turned around, facing the four demon generals, her eyes losing the last bit of rationality, only endless coldness and killing intent remained!

She performed a sword technique, and the sword qi surged into the sky!

The four demon generals felt their scalps tingle, as if they were not facing an illusory sword spirit that could dissipate at any time, but an unparalleled Sword Saint with sword intent!

In the blink of an eye, the sword qi had reached their heads!

The four demon generals hurriedly defended themselves. Flower Queen, not used to her new body, didn’t dodge completely and a sword mark appeared on her beautiful face.

Blood trickled down the sword mark, but it couldn’t conceal her shock: “The power of this sword qi is very similar to Ancestor Yan Zu’s sword technique!”

Zhao Huai expanded his divine sense among the devil mountains, his brain racing:

Where in the world is Zhao Ruyue right now?

That’s right, Situ Huan took Ruyue to use her Ancestor Yan Zu bloodline to unlock the Devil Lord’s seal, so she must be near the seal!

Thinking of this, Zhao Huai drove his five flying swords and flew deeper into the Forbidden Devil Mountain!

At this point, the cultivators of the Heavenly Devil Palace also rose into the air, and hundreds of divine skills and techniques bombarded Zhao Huai!

“Zhao Huai, this is the Heavenly Devil Palace, you can’t be so arrogant here!”

Zhao Huai’s expression was cold, sweeping his divine sense at more and more enemies, he thought:

“Although these people are far weaker than me in strength, their numbers are vast, and they can’t hold me here!”

I need someone to help me break through the formation!

Thinking of this, he took out the White-dragon Imperial Jade Seal from his storage ring and infused it with magic power. In an instant, the jade seal transformed into a treasured mirror.

He opened the immortal tool Reincarnation Treasured Mirror to link to the outside world, and a black beam of light appeared.

Winds changed, and dark clouds rolled!

The expressions of the Heavenly Devil Palace cultivators all changed drastically!

In the dark clouds, the purple-eyed giant black dragon appeared through the gaps in the clouds, letting out a dragon roar that shook the heavens and the earth!

“Roar!!!”

The black dragon Ao Jiu reappeared in the world!

“Ao Jiu, lend me your strength!” Zhao Huai released his five flying swords, swirling around and forming a sword formation.

“Hahaha, good!” Ao Jiu opened his mouth wide, the forbidden dragon lunged at the cultivators!

Sword qi and silvery light ran rampant, the black dragon roared and tumbled. Wherever Zhao Huai went, the sword qi shattered everything. At this moment, he was like a death god from hell!

Just then, Situ Huan’s voice came from afar: “Zhao Huai, your daughter is in my hands!”

Hearing the word daughter, Zhao Huai’s face became icy cold, and he gritted his teeth:

“Situ Huan!”

Ahead, the cultivators parted ways, and Situ Huan appeared, holding a girl!

It was Zhao Ruyue!

Earlier, because of the unsealing ceremony, she consumed a large amount of essence and blood, leaving her unconscious, her face pale, and extremely weak.

“Ruyue!”

Seeing his daughter in such a state, Zhao Huai’s heart burned with anger, mixed with infinite guilt!

Situ Huan sneered: “Hahaha, the dignified Yan country’s Crown Prince, Yan Zu’s descendant, can’t even protect his own daughter!”