Chapter 192, Leaving

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Chapter 192 of "Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor" starts revealing the story: Chapter 192: Chapter 192, LeavingThe black-clad martial artist quickly turned around and immediately noticed a... Don’t miss it!

Chapter 192: Chapter 192, LeavingThe black-clad martial artist quickly turned around and immediately noticed a white-clad youth standing seven or eight meters behind him. His robe fluttered lightly in the breeze, and his gaze was as sharp as a sword. It was Chu Ming. "Do you think I’ll tell you?" In an instant, the black-clad martial artist calmed down. He could tell Chu Ming’s cultivation level was merely at the First Layer of the True Dao. Such a level of strength was nothing to him. Chu Ming managing to track him down was attributed to his own carelessness. "You will!" Chu Ming said lightly. The Blue Red Sword at his waist was drawn in an instant, emitting a faint golden glow. Shadows of the eternal sword quickly enveloped the black-clad martial artist entirely, creating an intimidating scene. The black-clad martial artist’s pupils contracted. At that moment, there was only one word in his mind: fast. Chu Ming’s sword was incredibly fast, so much so that not even the slightest whistling sound could be heard in the air. Boom! Instinctively, the black-clad martial artist struck out with his palm. As his spiritual power gathered, his palm instantaneously turned completely black. The sound of muffled thunder roared continuously in his palm, and cracks began to spread on the ground. Puff! However, he had underestimated Chu Ming’s combat prowess. The moment the faint golden sword light touched his palm, it was sliced in half. Blood spattered, staining the ground red. In a critical moment, he quickly stepped back, narrowly avoiding being killed instantly. "Are you still not going to speak?" Chu Ming asked calmly, stepping closer and closer to the black-clad martial artist, the treasure sword in his hand dripping with dark red blood, looking extremely menacing. "I can talk, but you must promise to spare me!" The black-clad martial artist, full of terror, clutched his palm. He had never encountered such a powerful True Dao First Layer martial artist like Chu Ming. Such a genius could only exist in the Celestial Travel Sect. As warriors value their lives, he relied on his last bit of bargaining power, using it as his lifeline. "Okay!" Chu Ming said lightly. He understood that the black-clad martial artist was just a decoy; the truly important person was the one behind him. "You must swear!" The black-clad martial artist, fearing Chu Ming might retract his promise, nervously said again. Chu Ming’s eyes narrowed, making the black-clad martial artist break out in a cold sweat, thinking Chu Ming was about to kill him on the spot. Chu Ming raised his hand to make an oath. The gist was that as long as the black-clad martial artist revealed the mastermind, he would spare him. Only after three thunderclaps rang out in the sky did the black-clad martial artist finally breathe a sigh of relief. "Can you talk now?" Chu Ming asked. "It was the Eldest Prince, he sent me to track you!" The black-clad martial artist said, taking the opportunity to pop an elixir for healing into his mouth. "Why did the Eldest Prince send you to track me?" Chu Ming was puzzled. He was sure he had no dealings with the so-called Eldest Prince of the Yellow Moon Kingdom. Such enmity was baffling. Initially, he thought the black-clad martial artist was an assassin sent by the Nether Night Association, but now it seemed he was completely wrong. "I’m not sure, but it seems related to the Inspector Bai!" The black-clad martial artist said. After speaking, he stumbled forward, trying to leave the dead-end alley from behind Chu Ming. Swoosh! At that moment, Chu Ming suddenly struck. A barely perceptible sword light sliced through the black-clad martial artist’s abdomen, causing a spray of blood. "You..." The black-clad martial artist’s face changed, and the energy in his body dissipated like a deflating balloon. "I promised to spare your life, and I did not break my word!" Chu Ming said lightly, then turned and left the alley. He had indeed spared the black-clad martial artist’s life, but his sword thrust had pierced the martial artist’s dantian, causing all the spiritual power stored within to disperse. The black-clad martial artist was now an ordinary person, his decades of cultivation ruined in an instant. The black-clad martial artist looked utterly desolate. He knew he was finished. From being a high and mighty martial artist, he had become an ordinary person, a fate more cruel than death. He had many enemies, which was why he sought the protection of the royal family. With the royal family’s backing, his enemies dared not act against him. But now, as an ordinary person, he would surely be abandoned by the Yellow Moon Kingdom’s royal family. A grim expression appeared on his face. "Since you have crippled my cultivation, I will make sure you suffer too!" The black-clad martial artist snarled and left the alley, heading towards the imperial palace. Chu Ming returned to the inn, pondering over the matter of the Eldest Prince. Although he had not killed the black-clad martial artist, they had become enemies. Indirectly, he had also become entangled with the Eldest Prince. "I should leave the Yellow Moon Kingdom!" Chu Ming thought. He was not afraid of the Eldest Prince, but in the Eldest Prince’s domain, the imperial palace was filled with experts. Although there were no Guiyuan Realm powerhouses, there were definitely peak True Dao martial artists present. Though Chu Ming was currently in the True Dao realm and had comprehended both Immortal and Slaughter sword intents, making him formidable among True Dao martial artists, the gap between him and a peak True Dao martial artist was like a chasm. With nothing to pack, Chu Ming settled his bill and left the inn, heading out of Yellow Moon City towards Celestial City. An advanced kingdom, the Black Rock Empire, lay between the two. The Black Rock Empire was one of the six advanced kingdoms in the Celestial Realm, with Realm of Transcendence powerhouses residing there. Otherwise, it would have long been annexed by the surrounding intermediate kingdoms. Its territory was vast, covering about one-seventh of the Celestial Realm. Talents were abundant, with countless figures like Young Master Hu Yan. Just as Chu Ming left the city, several demon hawks soared from the imperial palace, their wind-cutting blades creating deep grooves on the ground. On the backs of these demon hawks stood black-clad martial artists, their expressions grim, eyes shining with cold light, revealing their death warrior demeanor. These black-clad figures were death warriors cultivated by the Yellow Moon Kingdom’s royal family. Though their strength wasn’t exceptional, their loyalty to the kingdom was absolute. Even if ordered to die, they would comply without hesitation. On the largest demon hawk, the Eldest Prince surveyed the surroundings with a sullen expression, akin to a dormant volcano. Behind him stood an elderly man in a gray robe, eyes closed, his face withered, sporting a goatee, looking much like an ordinary old man. "Your Highness, if that youth truly knows Inspector Bai, acting now could have unimaginable consequences if Inspector Bai finds out!" Opening his eyes slightly, the elder shot two beams of light from his eyes. Ripples seemed to spread in the void.

Chapter 192, Leaving

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