The Steward Demonic Emperor

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While spiritual weapons had grades, that didn't mean anyone could use them. Their power was also different. A 3rd grade spiritual weapon wielded by a Soul Harmony expert was much stronger than a Radiant Stage expert holding a 9th grade spiritual weapon.

But that did not seem to be the case since even with the cultivation gap, a Soul Harmony Stage expert was using spiritual weapons against a Radiant Stage expert.

If not for Zhuo Fan's sword being so outrageous, they would not have resorted to such a shameless act as using spiritual weapons to pick on the weak. Yet even so, their spiritual weapons were as useful as toothpicks. It only helped taking one blow.

This had them shaken. Just what was that thing Zhuo Fan was holding for even 9th grade spiritual weapons to be solely lacking?

They began to take this fight more seriously.

In terms of strength, Zhuo Fan was clearly weaker, as weak as a lamb in fact. But that sword turned the lamb into a wolf with a ravenous appetite.

These almighty elders of the Universal Righteous Sect were scared. Elder Bai He glared with such fury at Zhao Dezhu, "What the hell is wrong with you? How could you miss telling us he has such a godly weapon?"

"Elder Bai He, I-I didn't know!" Zhao Dezhu felt wronged, then stared daggers at Zhuo Fan.

[Just how much is he hiding? Why didn't he take it out when he fought Ye Lin?]

How was he supposed to know this sword, no matter how incredible, had to be kept hidden. He could not just flaunt it and end up dead as a result.

Just like these elders, while clueless of being western lands' guardian treasure, they all felt greed to possess such a mighty bauble.

If it was so awesome in Zhuo Fan's hand, then what about in a Soul Harmony expert's?

They all started attacking Zhuo Fan. Their spiritual weapons fell down like rain. At the same time, they also unleashed techniques to cover all bases.

Zhuo Fan could defend against one attack, but not both. And when he died, they could finally steal that sword.

Zhuo Fan squinted. He saw through them and grinned. His right eye flashed golden once more.

[Divine Eye of the Void's 1st stage, Shift!]

Zhuo Fan vanished and reappeared before Elder Bai He, who didn't have a spiritual weapon.

Bai He was stunned and dodged as he cursed.

[For crying out loud! Stop coming at me! You already ruined my spiritual weapon and now you come to finish the job? If you have the nerve, leave the sword and fight me like a man!]

Elder Bai He fled with Zhuo Fan on his tail. The surrounding Ethereal Stage experts were dumbstruck. A Radiant Stage cultivator was chasing a Soul Harmony Stage one. Talk about baffling.

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This was unheard of.

Elder Bai He's heart collapsed in hatred, but that was it. A Soul Harmony Stage's soul and body combination was tough, but was no different from paper before that sword.

[How humiliating! Being chased around before such a crowd by a damn brat!]

Though it was much better than getting killed.

So he ran with Zhuo Fan behind him. The only thing missing was a cry for help.

"Elder Bai He, here I come to help you!" Another elder shouted and lifted his spear as he charged Zhuo Fan.

At the same time, he also combined his soul with his body, while punching at Zhuo Fan. This was using two different attacks!

Zhuo Fan had no way of keeping the pursuit of his quarry. As for shifting again…

Zhuo Fan frowned as the other elders were now on guard at his every move. No matter how he tried to ambush them again, they were ready.

He could only fight.

With a creepy glint in his eyes, Zhuo Fan flicked his sword and threw it at the spear then his arm flashed red as he punched the incoming attack.

The elder was overjoyed, "Ha-ha-ha, no matter how strong you are, my fist is backed by my soul! You can't escape!"

"Ha-ha-ha, I know that…" Zhuo Fan grinned and his eye flashed golden, "So I'm smashing your spiritual weapon!"

The other was stunned to see that he and the Atlas Sword switched places.

Bam!

Zhuo Fan's punch struck the spear, making him fly back and cough blood. While the elder's fist was now faced a demonic sword, sending terror through his bones.

Whoosh~

With a mournful cry, another Soul Harmony Stage elder met his demise. His body fell in a pool of blood and the sword came back to Zhuo Fan's hand.

Panting, Zhuo Fan wiped his bloody mouth and showed a crazed grin, "That's two…"

Sss~

The others were gasping in fright. The six elders looked at Zhuo Fan like he was a monster, their fists shaking.

In just a short time, two elders were gone.

[This kid's tricks are twisted!]

"Everyone attack!"

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Elder Bai He gnashed his teeth, "The punk is using every gap in our attacks to pick us one by one. With his sword and those creepy skills, even we might end up dead by his blade."

The others shook and nodded after a short moment.

"It looks like we'll have to lower ourselves. The kid is worthy of us doing this!" Elder Bai He looked around then set his eyes on Zhao Dezhu. "Take a hundred men and go after the girls. The rest of you attack the vile spawn together!"

"Yes, sir!"

They all shouted, even Zhao Dezhu, "Zhao Dezhu, I hope you'll be alive when I come back with those girls, ha-ha-ha…"

Zhao Dezhu then took his men to pass Zhuo Fan.

Boom!

However, an explosion came as a huge scarlet dragon once again appeared before them.

Zhuo Fan spoke deadly, "I told you, none shall…"

Bam!

He did not finish as his body shook and coughed blood.

He saw that a Soul Harmony Stage elder appeared before the dragon and punched it. Almighty Scarlet Dragon King's hard scales crumbled to pieces as it howled.

"Ha-ha-ha, the dragon soul is finally out."

Elder Bai He gave a devious smile, "You took your soul back to have an easier time with Elder Yin Chui and not expose your weakness. However, you want to stop them so you have to take it out again, exposing it before a Soul Harmony expert. It seems to me, those girls are very important to you, more than your life."

Zhuo Fan's eyes shook. Even with the blood flowing from his mouth and his woozy body, he still stood his ground.

Elder Bai He sighed, "There's no point. With another punch, your dragon soul will crumble. Your sword is amazing, but it can't stop everything."

"Ha-ha-ha, yes, you have a choice now. Give up your life or let us pass and get the girls!"

Zhao Dezhu laughed, "Though I hope you'll pick the latter. If you don't take your soul back, the next punch will kill you and won't be able to save those girls. But if you take it back, won't you see the girls again soon? Ha-ha-ha, well, what will you choose…"

Zhao Dezhu was having a kick out of Zhuo Fan's plight, mocking him for it.

Zhuo Fan had a vile grin, his eyes still firm, "I told you, none shall pass me!"

"Die then!"

Zhao Dezhu shouted, then he turned to the elder before the dragon, "Elder, if you would."

The man showed a bloodthirsty glint and punched into the dragon's back.

Just then, what shocked everyone was that when the punch landed, everything was quiet.

Then, with a cry, the dragon turned pitch-black, oozing black energy as it engulfed him…