Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills - Chapter 350: 64: The Former Crown Prince, Now a Ruthless Man

Chapter 350: 64: The Former Crown Prince, Now a Ruthless Man

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“Ding!”

Accompanied by the collision of the flying sword and the man with the flood dragon tail’s ghostly claws, the man with the flood dragon tail’s expression suddenly turned unsightly. With just two flying swords, Zhao Huai managed to block two Sixth Realm Demon Kings.

Moreover, he killed two more Demon Kings right in front of him.

“The Demon Emperor has ordered us to retreat first.”

The wolf woman next to him suddenly sent a message.

“Go!”

The leading Demon King with the flood dragon’s tail spoke coldly.Yôur favorite 𝒏ovels at n/𝒐(v)el/bin(.)com

Obviously, they also knew that it was impossible for them to continue killing human cultivators at the current situation, so they led their army from the Primitive World to retreat to the west.

The sect disciples in the prison carts were all unwilling to leave, they glanced at the direction of Anxi Prefecture and were silently taken away.

Seeing this scene, countless cultivators beat their chests and stamped their feet, hating that they did not have the power to slay the Demon King and rescue these enslaved human cultivators.

The Demon Kings each turned back into their original forms and disappeared into the desert.

The rolling tide of beasts finally retreated.

At this moment, Cai Yuxiang, wearing a fiery red floral dress, stepped on a jade lotus and slowly landed, thanking Zhao Huai:

“Thank you, senior, for your help… Senior, you are… ”

As Cai Yuxiang spoke, it seemed as if she saw something incredible, her beautiful eyes fixed on Zhao Huai, full of shock.

“Fairy, it’s been a long time.”

Zhao Huai smiled gently, taking the initiative to greet her.

“It’s really you! Prince Zhao Huai of the Yan!”

“How did you do it… ”

Cai Yuxiang was incredulous. She had just seen from afar Zhao Huai taking action, killing the Green Lion Demon King, the Snow Eagle Demon King, and the Fire Rhinoceros Demon King. Slaying three Demon Kings in a row could no longer be seen as just an ordinary Rebirth Realm cultivator’s actions!

She really couldn’t believe that this white-robed man was actually Prince Zhao Huai.

Wasn’t he already missing for five years?

During these five years, the situation has changed drastically, and there was not even a bit of news about Prince Zhao Huai.

Those who didn’t know thought he had perished.

“After coming out of seclusion, it’s only natural to have made some progress.”

Zhao Huai responded with a smile.

The rarely seen bright smile flashed across Cai Yuxiang’s face: “Worthy of being a descendant of Ancestor Yan Zu, with you here, Anxi Prefecture will be even stronger.”

“Let’s go. We will meet up with the others first. Many disciples from the Spiritual Mountains are stationed here, and you should be familiar with them. The Empress of the Xia has never mentioned you in front of us, so I am curious whether the rumors about you five years ago were true or false.”

When faced with Cai Yuxiang’s question, Zhao Huai smiled but didn’t say anything.

He was very clear that the Empress was not someone who liked exposing her inner feelings in front of others.

As an emperor, how could she always have her emotions displayed on her face? In the eyes of outsiders, her calmness and composure were necessary and natural.

Zhao Huai and Cai Yuxiang brought the corpses of the several Demon Kings back into the city, which immediately caused a huge sensation.

As three Demon Kings had fallen, it was enough to suppress the arrogance of the various powerful demons in the Primitive World.

The numerous cultivators, including the sword cultivators of the Limitless Immortal Sect, the Taoists of the Eternal Taoist Temple, and the female disciples of the Exquisite Palace, all gathered around the mountain-like pile of Demon King corpses.

Many cultivators on the scene showed admiration and respect in their faces—admiration for the Demon King corpses, and respect for Zhao Huai.

They knew that even after fighting for several days, they might not be able to take down a single Demon King, yet now, three were slain in just half a day. This would undoubtedly have a significant impact on their morale.

“Brother Zhao, it really is you!”

From the crowd, a familiar voice came.

Zhao Huai looked up and saw Gu Tianji walking out with a smile, playfully punching him in the chest.

“It’s been five years since we last met, your cultivation has improved greatly! You’ve reached the Rebirth Realm now.”Gu Tianji remained the same, still very handsome, with his elegant Daoist robe and a friendly aura radiating from him.

“Yeah, how come you’re stuck at the Peak Golden Core? Your talent isn’t low either,” Zhao Huai laughed. As one of his few friends in the Immortal Sect, their conversation was natural and without restraint or strangeness.

Gu Tianji sighed lightly. “There’s no way around it, the Rebirth Realm isn’t easy to break through, it’s not something that can be achieved overnight. No other Rebirth Realm cultivator can kill a Demon King with one sword like Brother Zhao.”

Indeed, what he said wasn’t wrong.

Realms are capricious; you will never know what kind of bottleneck you will face in the future. Not everyone has the destiny of [Human Immortal Body], which ignores all bottlenecks.

Moreover, Zhao Huai had actually cultivated for a full thirty years, not five years as they had thought. This speed was indeed unmatched by others.

Gu Tianji apparently already knew that several Demon Kings had died at Zhao Huai’s hands.

These Demon Kings, if placed in any state or county, would have been powerful demons. Their downfall was a boon to the human race. With heavy losses inflicted on the Demon Race, they shouldn’t be sending out a Demon Army for a while.

“The Empress of Xia wants to meet you, Royal Crown Prince. Please go ahead.”

A man in a green robe descended from the void and smiled faintly.

It was the Taique Sect Master who had just battled a Demon Emperor. His cultivation had reached the Metamorphosis Stage.

“Please lead the way, sir.”

Zhao Huai nodded. Since he had revealed himself, Madam couldn’t possibly be unaware.

The Taique Sect Master walked ahead, with Zhao Huai following closely, heading towards the temporary imperial palace built in Anxi Prefecture.

At the same time, in addition to Cai Yuxiang and Gu Tianji, some other heroes of the human race, including Limitless Immortal Sect’s True Disciples, Zi Yun and Chen Jianshu, also came out of the city to greet them.

“Isn’t this Prince Zhao Huai from Yan?”

“The members of the Devil Sect and Demon Race have all said that he has perished. I think he must have been in seclusion. His cultivation compared to five years ago is worlds apart.”

More and more people in Anxi Prefecture recognized Zhao Huai’s identity.

An elder wearing a suit of armor that spanned thousands of layers stared at Zhao Huai’s retreating back, feeling a strange sense of nostalgia: “Having killed three Demon Kings in a row, the former prince has turned into a ruthless person.”

“How did he manage to break through to the Rebirth Realm in just five years? The natural harmony and circulation of spiritual qi around him are centered on him. Could this not be a Perfect Rebirth? Or did I see it wrong?” Cai Yuxiang pondered, with a mini Guqin hanging from her chest, her body shrouded in misty celestial aura.

“However, the existence of Perfect Rebirth only exists in classics. I’ve never heard of anyone being able to successfully condense it.”

Gu Tianji smiled, “Maybe it’s true. Those Demon Kings weren’t even able to counterattack before they died. What level has his speed reached? Middle or Late Rebirth Stage, or even Metamorphosis?”

“Only Perfect Rebirth can explain it.”

Zi Yun of the Limitless Immortal Sect walked to the bodies of several dead Demon Kings, reached out her hand, pressed it on their bloody chests, closed her eyes and felt it, unable to hide the amazement in her eyes.

“The fatal injuries on these Demon Kings are all from sword qi. A powerful sword Intention lingers in their blood, very powerful, directly stirring their viscera and heart vessels, causing them to be killed instantly. The method is clever, there’s no need for direct contact, just controlling the sword Intention.”

Chen Jianshu smiled helplessly, “Now Zhao Huai’s height is not something we can catch up with. His sword skill is already close to being sealed as a Sword Saint.”

“This descendant of Ancestor Yan Zu has grown up.”

At the same time, during this moment, the news of several Demon Kings being killed by a single white-robed sword cultivator spread rapidly throughout the Primitive World, immediately causing a great uproar.

All the Demon Kings were furious.

That day, all the Demon Emperors of all parties gathered their encirclements, not only surrounding the heavy cities along the border of the Western State, but also sending more powerful demons to Anxi Prefecture. Meanwhile, the sky was filled with tides of birds and raptors, capturing cultivators and common people from all parts of the Western State.

Above Anxi Prefecture, an enormous dragon-shaped phantom appeared in the sky, surrounded by demonic clouds, and the earth was constantly shaking.

A Demon Emperor from the Primitive World roared at Anxi Prefecture: “Within three days, the chief culprit must come out of the city to kneel down and apologize to us! Otherwise, I, the Heavenly Flame Flood Dragon Emperor, will personally lead an army to trample Anxi Prefecture flat! If you shrink back like a tortoise, I will eat a hundred of your human citizens and cultivators every day!”

The sound was so loud that it formed ripples, clearly audible within a range of ten thousand li.

Zhao Huai, who was in the temporary imperial palace of Anxi Prefecture, could hear it.

At this moment, Zhao Huai had just seen Xia’s Empress sitting on a couch, and heard this voice transmission.