87: Damn it, you old bastard!

Soon.

Under the effect of the secret technique, the blood quickly condensed into a three-inch long small sword.

The small sword trembled wildly, and its tip pointed precisely in the direction Chu Yuan had left.

"Thief, this Emperor wants your life!"

With that, his figure transformed into a black light and sped towards the direction Chu Yuan had left.

On the other side.

Chu Yuan was currently sprinting at full speed when a sudden warning sign arose in his heart.

He looked back and saw a black light streaking across the sky, rapidly chasing after him.

"Sixth-rank!?"

Chu Yuan's expression changed. The aura emanating from the black light, while far weaker than Blood Charm and others, was significantly stronger than Black Bear and Night Mantis.

It was very likely a sixth-rank!

Moreover, he felt a killing intent emanating from the black light, seemingly directed at him.

In just an instant, he vaguely guessed the identity of the other party—the elder of that Black Bear!

Chu Yuan hadn't expected the other party to arrive so quickly, and with such speed.

He gritted his teeth, channeling the spiritual energy within his body to his legs, further increasing his speed.

While those in the Spirit Crystal Realm could fly through the air, their speed wasn't as fast as his running, not to mention the immense consumption, so it was naturally not the first choice.

Chu Yuan's speed increased again, but he was still not as fast as the black light.

In this situation, it wouldn't be long before he would be caught by the other party.

Seeing this, Chu Yuan's face turned grim, "It seems I can only hide for a while first!"

Chu Yuan sighed lightly, but then suddenly thought of something, his eyes narrowing as he said, "Let's fight a round first, and test my level."

Having made up his mind, Chu Yuan no longer hesitated and stood directly in place, waiting for the other party to arrive.

In just a few breaths, the black light landed not far from Chu Yuan.

The burly, dark-faced middle-aged man revealed his figure, and in his hand, a blood-colored small sword trembled violently, then suddenly exploded.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man looked coldly at Chu Yuan and said in a chilling voice, "Ant, why don't you run? How come you're not running anymore?"

"Dare to kill my son, this Emperor will cut you into a thousand pieces and make your Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering!"

His eyes were filled with fury, as if he wished to devour Chu Yuan alive.

With that, his figure flashed, and he charged towards Chu Yuan.

Seeing this, Chu Yuan's eyes narrowed, "It seems that blood sword just now guided you here. What a clever method!"

"Ant, you deserve to die!"

The middle-aged man rushed towards Chu Yuan, his eyes full of rage, and a terrifying might enveloped his fists, as if they could shatter mountains and rocks.

Chu Yuan's mind tensed, not daring to underestimate the power of those fists in the slightest.

Moreover, as the middle-aged man attacked, he also discerned the other party's strength.

Sixth-rank Perfection Realm!

This was a formidable enemy!

Chu Yuan's expression was solemn, his eyes fixed on the dark-faced middle-aged man, and then he attacked without hesitation.

"Meteor Slash!"

Chu Yuan let out a cold shout, delivering his strongest sword strike—Meteor Slash!

Not only that, but he also imbued it with most of his spiritual energy, as well as the Falling Star Sword Stance.

A terrifying sword light swept across the sky, and even space trembled slightly.

The dark-faced middle-aged man's pupils contracted, actually feeling a sense of danger from this sword strike.

He hurriedly dodged, but was still struck by the sword light across half of his shoulder, instantly bleeding profusely.

He looked at Chu Yuan with horror in his eyes, but his killing intent grew even stronger.

"I was mentally prepared for you to easily kill my son, but I never expected you, a mere ant in the Spirit Crystal Realm, to be such a Prodigy!"

"If I let you grow, what would happen? Today, even if this Emperor dies here, I will kill you!"

"Your killer is the Sixth-rank Demon Emperor Xiong Chumo. Go down and apologize to my son!"

Before his words finished, Xiong Chumo had already rushed over quickly.

Seeing this, Chu Yuan's expression tensed. He raised his sword, intending to use the Meteor Sword Technique to fight him.

This way, he could also refine his combat experience and better control his own strength.

But suddenly, his expression changed instantly.

He saw a huge fist print, carrying terrifying power, fiercely smashing towards him.

"Damn it, you old trickster!"

Chu Yuan couldn't help but curse, his face extremely grim.

He truly hadn't expected that this guy, a dignified Sixth-rank Perfection Demon Emperor, with strength far surpassing his own, would still play tricks on him.

On the surface, he charged normally, intending to engage in close combat, but in reality, he had condensed a killing move behind his back.

A trickster's move!

But wasn't that what he should be doing? How did the other party use it?

Chu Yuan hurriedly dodged, while hastily unleashing a "Meteor Slash" imbued with the Falling Star Sword Stance.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came, and the hastily executed sword move was no match for the fist print, instantly disintegrating.

Chu Yuan, unable to dodge in time, was grazed by the opponent's fist print and instantly flew backward.

"Puff!"

Chu Yuan violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, which was instantly absorbed by the primal origin space.

Recycling blood was a cautious habit of his!

He looked at the dark-faced middle-aged man who was charging again, no longer having any desire to fight.

That punch just now had caused him no small injury, and the opponent was also a trickster. Under such circumstances, a head-on confrontation was not a wise move.

But just as he had the thought of retreating, he saw a terrifying sword light approaching from afar.

The sword light arrived in an instant.

Before he could even react, the sword light had already slashed across the dark-faced middle-aged man's neck.

"God Realm?!"

The dark-faced middle-aged man mumbled, instantly separating head from body, falling unwillingly.

The moment he fell, he transformed into the massive corpse of a Black Bear, like a small mountain.

"It really is a Black Bear!"

Just as Chu Yuan mumbled, he saw a woman in white robes appear in front of him.

He looked up, his eyes brightening.

The woman had a tall and slender figure, her white robe gently fluttering in the wind, and her long black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, shimmering with a soft luster.

Her delicate face was exquisitely beautiful and ethereal, her skin like congealed fat, fairer than snow.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, slanting gracefully into her temples!

Her Phoenix eyes were long and deep, like stars in the cold night, clear, sharp, and commanding respect without anger.

Below her high nose bridge, her lips were thin and pale, exuding a hint of cool elegance.

An icy aura, keeping people at a distance, emanated from her whole body, making one dare not approach.

Chu Yuan quickly averted his gaze and respectfully bowed, "Thank you, Senior, for saving me!"

The white-robed woman slightly raised her eyes and asked in a cool voice, "It was just a casual act. Was the person who used the sword stance just now you?"

Chu Yuan's heart tensed, somewhat unsure why the other party was asking this.

But he didn't hesitate and quickly responded respectfully, "Yes, Senior, it's a pity it's still far from enough against a Sixth-rank Demon Emperor."

The other party could kill a Sixth-rank Demon Emperor, and there was no Evil Qi when she attacked. She was likely a strong member of the Human Race!

Therefore, he felt slightly more relaxed in his heart, but only slightly.

The woman looked deeply at Chu Yuan, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.