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Chapter 694 Clash Of Lords.

The terran stood facing the leader of the demonic cultivators. The latter said, "What is your name, Human?"

Shi Lang did not reply to him at all. The demonic leader said, "I am the seventy-sixth sect leader of the Yin Blood Sect, Yao Jashin."

The terran shook his head and replied, "Would you like to fight? Or shall we continue talking only?"

Shi Lang did not bother to tame his contempt toward the Demonic Cultivator. The latter rushed at the terran. His body flickered, and Shi Lang raised his sword across his body. The enemy held a scimitar, and the two weapons clashed. Sparks flew, and the two people entered in a stalemate.

The terran\'s gaze flickered, but it was just momentary. He did not budge even an inch from his spot. The demonic cultivator was shocked. The dark demonic energy around his body clashed with the red lightning, but he did not lose ground.

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Emperor Hell Flame raised his brow and said, "To think that a demonic genius was hidden in such a place? I wonder how Young Master Ace will handle the situation."

Bo Qingtan asked, "Senior, what do you mean by Demonic Genius?"

The old man sighed and spoke with a solemn expression, "The demonic disciples who received the blessing or the origin of demonic energy from the demon god are called demonic genius. These people are rare to find, but they are said to be extremely strong in the same realm. I have yet to meet such an entity, so my knowledge of their skills is shallow."

Xing took a deep breath and said, "I wonder if Shi Lang will be able to win against this guy?"

Bo Qingtan shook his head and said, "He has no other option left for him now."

The people looked at Emperor Hell Flame, and Bo Qingtan said, "Shi Lang is a person who would die fighting but will not ask for help. Also, Senior Hell Flame is not here to help him in his fights. The mandate of Champions prohibits any protector from helping the champion with battles with the enemy in the same realm."

Emperor Hell Flame was surprised and asked, "Well, young man, you know your stuff."

This affirmation made everyone understand that even if Shi Lang were to die, he would not be given any help from the Emperor. After all, if the champion of the dragon arms were to lose a demonic cultivator in the same realm, what sort of a champion was he?

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Shi Lang and the Demonic cultivator fought with each other, and the shockwaves from their clash shook the void. The ground was covered with cracks, and sparks flew into the void.

However, none of them was willing to give an inch. The shocking fact about this clash was that the two people just compared their physical capabilities. None of them had yet released a spiritual or demonic art. They were silently comparing themselves with each other. The one who released the arts first would be losing the battle.

The terran was using this opportunity to comprehend the change in his lightning element. The dao rules he touched upon due to hate and rage toward the demonic cultivators have not yet subsided completely. However, his rage has calmed down, and this was the perfect opportunity for him to learn.

The terran was smart, but his enemy was not a fool either. He could tell that the terran was using him as a whetstone. His rage was amplified, and he yelled, "Insolent human, you shall suffer the wrath of Yin God for this blasphemy."

Shi Lang did not dare to take this attack in an off-handed manner. The demonic cultivator slashed his Scimitar, and the blade passed through the void, and the tip of the weapon that should have been aimed at Shi Lang\'s torso appeared behind his head.

The attack was so fast that no normal cultivator would have been able to counter it, but Shi Lang could sense things around him, and not only that, he could even perceive the attacks aimed at him. This was an acquired skill. He had trained his body and instincts to this level by fighting in countless battles throughout his life.

The tip of the weapon passed through Shi Lang\'s head, and the people in the distance gasped. However, soon, they relaxed as Shi Lang\'s figure faded away.

The terran was so quick that his body left behind an afterimage. The demonic cultivator frowned. He sensed no movement from Shi Lang, yet the attack was easily dodged.

Shi Lang appeared again behind the enemy, but he did not stop this time. The demonic cultivator had predicted that Shi Lang was moving, and he swung his Scimitar backward. The terran did not counter and still chose to evade. He moved one more time and then again and again.

The Scimitar was slashing through the void, while the terran seemed to have become one with the void. They could not detect his presence after the initial few evasions, whether it was the enemy or the mercenary forces\' allies.

Emperor Hell Flame smiled, and then he let out a peal of laughter. The mercenaries were shocked. Bo Qingtan stood beside him and asked, "Senior, what happened?"

The old man stroked his beard and said, "Before I was designated to protect the Young Master, many old fools wanted to enroll for this task and even designed to take him as their disciple. However, the Sovereign scoffed, saying, "You have no idea of his terrifying potential. If you try to teach him, you will find that he will surpass you quickly. At that time, I was skeptical, but watching him fight now, I think that even the Sovereign underestimated his growth rate."

Bo Qingtan and Xing exchanged gazes filled with shock. They could attest that Shi Lang was a monster, but if an Immortal Emperor said that Shi Lang\'s potential surpassed even the thoughts of the Immortal Sovereign, then it meant this guy was a monster among monsters.

Just as they were thinking about it, the leader of the demonic cultivators changed his direction, and this time, he rushed toward the captives. He wanted to use them as an excuse to deal with them before he could do anything about Shi Lang.

But his plans were foiled by Shi Lang before he could even attempt to do something bad. The terran appeared beside the demonic cultivator, and then his sword flashed.

The attack made the demonic cultivator retreat, but the attack was not just simple. It was not only Shi Lang who was moving quickly; even his sword was leaving behind optical residue. The demonic cultivator moved back, but he found a gash on his torso.

He shivered in both rage and fear. He was a demonic genius. How could an attack by a human hurt him? The fear came from the fact that this human had yet to suffer in his hands, yet he was able to harm him. He raised his head to look at the human who harmed him.

The demonic cultivator said, "What is your name, human? How can you harm me, Zephyr?"

Shi Lang looked at him indifferently and said, "My name is Ace, as for the second question. You are just pathetically weak."

Was he not fighting with the enemy physically or spiritually but mentally? His words may sound arrogant, but they were true. In the eyes of the Terran, this guy was currently very weak.

Zephyr leaned forward, and with a roar, he charged ahead. He wanted to kill this human at any cost. Shi Lang was smiling at him with a smirk on his face. His neck was tilted to the side, and he moved ahead quickly.

The clash began again, and the void cracked again. Shi Lang pushed back the guy, and Zephyr realized his wound was not healing. His body was covered with demonic energy, yet the wound was not healing, and that was another reason he could not put much force behind the attack.

Shi Lang smiled and asked, "Can you feel the body burn slowly?"

Zephyr asked in disbelief, "You did this?"

Shi Lang smiled and said, "The burn you are experiencing at the moment originates from the lightning energy coursing through your veins."

Zephyr was shocked. He could not believe it when this guy channeled lightning energy inside his body. He recalled the attack earlier and asked, "You used your sword to channel the energy inside me?"

Shi Lang smiled but did not answer. On the contrary, he moved to attack the demonic cultivator quickly. The speed of the two people accelerated, and the people were shocked. They could not understand what was going on. This speed was not something any of them could even dream of reaching.

They both appeared before everyone, but they were covered with wounds of varying degrees. Zephyr was shivering; his knees were weak, his breath was ragged, while Shi Lang stood tall, and his back was straight like a spear. Zephyr asked pantingly, "Why aren\'t you effected?"

Shi Lang smiled and his wounds began to heal. He said, "Just because you have demonic energy, it does not mean you can harm me, dimwit."