Battle God Emperor

It was no wonder that Zi Wuming was so angry. The both of you are fighting to the death here. Yet, before you guys can kill your way in, you already started retreating. Aren't you messing with me?    

    

The battle between Zi Wuming and the Elder Bei earlier was blocked by countless Soul Mark. Naturally, they did not know that Sikong Yu was forced by the Heaven Fighting Faction. Something pressing.    

    

Sensing Zi Wuming's anger, Sikong Yu was ready to speak, but a voice suddenly sounded: "Bai. Idiot, you don't even know that you've been played by others? "    

    

"Sikong Yu, you dare to play with this old one?" Zi Wuming's anger was mixed, after that he suddenly regained his senses, he looked towards the voice, but his gaze was on Dou Tian: "Little bastard, it's you again? "If you dare to scold me, I'll tear you into eight pieces!"    

    

Zi Wuming angrily rushed towards Dou Tian to kill him. However, at this time, a palm suddenly struck his face, sending blood flying everywhere. Zi Wuming's body was struck by the attack. His body was sent flying backwards.    

    

A figure suddenly appeared where Zi Wuming was. It was Elder Bei.    

    

"Old... How dare you get distracted from a fight between masters? " Dou Tian looked at Zi Wuming contemptuously.    

    

Zi Wuming was sent flying several hundred meters back before he could stop himself. Blood trickled down the corner of his mouth and even his face had been slapped to the side.    

    

Hearing the words of Dou Tian, his lungs exploded. This little bastard was definitely doing this on purpose. He wanted him to be distracted so that he could sneak attack that old fart.    

    

He was glad that he reacted in time. Otherwise, that palm strike just now wouldn't have merely slapped him in the face, but had directly killed him.    

    

Elder Bei moved again. His figure was extremely slow, but he moved several hundred meters with a single step. In a blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Zi Wuming.    

    

Zi Wuming's expression changed greatly as he rushed out with the Myriad-spirit Diagram once again. Countless illusory figures of spirits appeared from within the Myriad-spirit Diagram.    

    

"I'm trapped!"    

    

Suddenly, Elder Bei extended his hand out, and a small dot of light quickly grew in the air, dense amounts of soul energy swirled around it, enveloping towards Zi Wuming.    

    

One could faintly see that the countless lines formed a huge line space. The lines revolved unceasingly, creating a huge suction force.    

    

Zi Wuming held onto the Myriad-spirit Diagram with both of his hands and activated it crazily. Countless figures of creatures rushed to the lines of space and to his surprise, those figures of beings seemed to have instantly appeared in another space.    

    

"Infinite Changes, Spatial and Spatial Changes, this is the Myriad Manifestation Map!" Zi Wuming opened his eyes wide, a dense greed flashing past his eyes.    

    

A Thousand Revolution Map, that was a Ancestor Level Soul Pattern Picture, its value was equal to the Myriad-spirit Diagram in his hands.    

    

Although he had been trying his best to comprehend the Myriad-spirit Diagram, he still could not take the final step. This was because his Soul Mark were all comprehended from the Myriad-spirit Diagram, but there was no other Soul Pattern Picture to verify the comprehension in his heart.    

    

Zi Wuming believed that if he could obtain this Thousand Revolution Map, he had the confidence to break through the legendary Soul-carving Master s within a few years.    

    

Just as he was thinking, a figure appeared beside him, and a Soul Power Sword slashed out.    

    

Without the Myriad-spirit Diagram's help, how could Zi Wuming be his opponent? If he did not retreat now, even if he could not kill Zi Wuming, cutting off both of his hands would not be a problem.    

    

It had to be said that Zi Wuming's reaction was exceptionally fast as well. He made a decision without hesitation, which was to bring the Myriad-spirit Diagram and retreat.    

    

However, what surprised him was that the Myriad-spirit Diagram in his hand was unable to obey him at all, and was sealed by a huge force of void. No matter how he struggled, the Myriad-spirit Diagram only swayed a few times. He couldn't move.    

    

And at this time, Elder Bei's sword had already slashed down. If he did not retreat, his hands would have been cut off.    

    

Whoosh!    

    

Just as Elder Bei's sword was about to reach Zi Wuming, Zi Wuming's figure turned into a flash of lightning, instantly retreating several hundred meters.    

    

In the distance, countless threads of soul force were stirred, enveloping a painting. The painting was none other than the Myriad-spirit Diagram.    

    

This scene seemed to last a very long time, but in reality, it had occurred in the time it took for a lightning stone to ignite in flames. In merely a single breath's time, Zi Wuming had lost his Myriad-spirit Diagram.    

    

"Bastard, the Myriad-spirit Diagram is mine!" Zi Wuming roared, his eyes red as blood, he rushed forward like a hungry wolf.    

    

"The Myriad-spirit Diagram is not mine, but neither is it yours!" With a flick of a finger, a Soul Power Sword shot out and instantly pierced through Zi Wuming's chest.    

    

Furthermore, this was the result of Zi Wuming's fast reaction, otherwise, that attack just now would have been enough to kill him.    

    

Zi Wuming had long ago been drenched in sweat, and his face was incomparably pale. He realized that the gap between him and the Elder Bei was far too large, and if not for the Myriad-spirit Diagram, he wouldn't have been able to persevere any further.    

    

Perhaps it was because of the pain from his injuries, but Zi Wuming instantly felt relieved. After waking up quite a bit, he did not continue to charge forward. Instead, he looked at Elder Bei with eyes filled with dread.    

    

Suddenly, Zi Wuming's ice-cold gaze turned towards the direction in which he was standing;    

    

"Sikong Yu, if you dare mess with me, I'm not done with you!" Leaving behind a vicious sentence, Zi Wuming flung his sleeves and shot into the distance. He did not want to stay here for even a moment.    

    

Not to mention losing the Myriad-spirit Diagram, if he died in the hands of the Elder Bei, it would be too worthless.    

    

He could slowly bring back the Myriad-spirit Diagram, and even obtain the Thousand Revolution Map, but with his life gone, there was nothing to talk about.    

    

Of course, the most important thing was that Zi Wuming felt a threat, and this threat did not come from the Elder Bei.    

    

Although Sikong Yu was strong, Zi Wuming was still not afraid. After all, even if he was not a match for Sikong Yu, he could leave at any time.    

    

Then the only possibility would be Battle God Hall, and it might not just be Sikong Yu.    

    

"Zi", Sikong Yu wanted to stop him, but Zi Wuming ignored him and disappeared without a trace.    

    

Sikong Yu had the urge to curse in his heart. This old fellow is really f * cking inhumane, he actually ran away.    

    

It's fine if I just get the benefits, but you still dare to threaten me? Did she really think that she was someone important?    

    

At this moment, they had more or less retreated outside the Lihuoxindu, and Sikong Yu's gaze landed on Dou Tian once again.    

    

"We have already withdrawn from the Lihuoxindu, release my son!" After Zi Wuming left, he would have to face the Elder Bei and Drunk Elder.    

    

One Drunk Elder was enough for him, and now with the addition of the Elder Bei, how could he be a match for Drunk Elder.    

    

But Sikong Yu could not leave either. Forget about the Void Ancient Mirror s and the life and death of Dou Tian, he only wanted to stay. What he did was to save Sikong Cangjian.    

    

"Idiot. Forced, do you think you still have the qualifications to negotiate with me? " Dou Tian looked at Sikong Yu with a face of disdain. When you guys had the upper hand earlier, I could only threaten you guys.    

    

But now, as long as you dare to come up here, I'll kill one of you!    

    

"You!" Sikong Yu was so angry that he did not know what to say. It was shaking.    

    

"You what you, your Battle God Hall are all treacherous people, it would be best for you to scram as far away as possible." Dou Tian shouted with a bit of an intention to take advantage of the situation.    

    

Of course, with his strength, even if he were to face Sikong Yu alone, he wouldn't have any fear. At the very least, he wouldn't have any problem escaping.    

    

"Have the people from the Battle God Hall ever been afraid of anything?"    

    

Just as Dou Tian finished his sentence, a loud and clear voice resounded through the air. It sounded like a thunderclap, causing one's eardrums to hurt. The gazes of the crowd suddenly turned towards the horizon.