True Martial World

Chapter 730: Demon God Successor

Chapter 730: Demon God Successor

Weng!

Outside the Desolate race palace, a translucent hallowed membrane spread out rapidly like a gust of wind, blowing everything away.

Even the red cloud that covered the sky was torn apart by the hallowed membrane and it was weakened.

It was the Desolate race’s protective array. With this array, the desolate race could withstand the Black-armored Demon God’s pressure.

As the array was activated, the blood cloud began to surge. The true battle had yet to begin, but the sky had already changed colors.

The Black-armored Demon God was inside the cloud!

Everyone saw a stocky man in heavy armor and a lance in his hand. He stood on the top of the blood cloud, like a god that ruled the world.

He was indomitable and invincible. Under his pressure, people felt their backs turn cold. His cold eyes seemed to be staring at every single one of them.

"That was too fast. We haven’t even made any plans on what to do yet... "

A group of humans, who were inclined to escape the remote mountains, but had not made the decision, were currently feeling lost. They thought that they still had the time to consider, but they never expected the Black-armored Demon God to suddenly appear.

Now, the entire Desolate race campground was locked onto by the Black-armored Demon God. Regardless of where they escaped to, it would be a dead end. They could only bite the bullet and prepare for battle.

Facing the Demon God’s dominance, against the repression from the difference in life’s natural order, people had their Yuan Qi suppressed, like any movement would result in them being instantly killed!

Even in the Desolate race’s array, this feeling was unavoidable!

At this moment, the sound of intricate and gentle footsteps could be heard from the palace. The heavy palatial doors opened automatically as Jiang Xiaorou approached it. Following that the red-dressed Jiang Xiaorou appeared with her black hair from inside the ancient hall. A desolate and ancient aura seemed to linger around her.

Jiang Xiaorou held a bone staff in one hand, while her back was straight. Every step she took was slow, but she still walked out of the hall with determination.

"You... "

The Black-armored Demon God’s gaze locked onto Jiang Xiaorou!

An intense pressure surged over, engulfing Jiang Xiaorou!

It was well-known how terrifying the Black-armored Demon God’s pressure was. Typical young elites would burst into a mangled mess of flesh and blood the moment they came close to his pressure.

As for Jiang Xiaorou, she managed to withstand the Black-armored Demon God’s gaze.

Jiang Xiaorou was strong, but compared to a freak like Yi Yun, or human Empyreal Kings, she was much weaker. Logically speaking, she would not have been able to look so calm under the Black-armored Demon God’s gaze.

However, she was exceptionally calm. She wore a red dress with wide sleeves, a black tasseled belt, and had no makeup, except for two dark red highlights that flared towards the ends of her eyes. Every blink of her eyes seemed to open a window to a star-filled universe, but she also seemed like a glamorous yet cold Skyfox.

When typical warriors felt repressed by the Black-armored Demon God, it was a result of their bloodlines and the difference in life’s natural order. But for Jiang Xiaorou, the blood that flowed in her body was a powerful bloodline that came from the 12 Empyrean Heavens. With the support of her bloodline, it allowed her to remain calm in front of the Black-armored Demon God.

"Good!"

The Black-armored Demon God grinned and spoke with an ancient tone. Only very few Desolate race Empyreal Kings, who knew of the ancient language that aged tens of millions of years, could understand.

"For me to lock onto you, it was because of your bloodline. I originally wanted you to be my successor."

"With such a bloodline, you were born to fight. Unfortunately, you were born in this barren land. It is alright even if you are currently so weak. The potential of your bloodline is immense. Wasting two or three decades do not matter. As long as you sever ties with this weak race, you will become the strongest war spirit under me, killing for me and conquer the 12 Empyrean Heavens!"

The Black-armored Demon God’s words resounded throughout the world. The Desolate race Empyreal Kings, who understood this ancient language, were all dumbfounded with shock!

Become the Black-armored Demon God’s successor!?

So the reason why the Black-armored Demon God had originally locked onto Jiang Xiaorou was not to kill her, but because he eyed her bloodline. She wanted Jiang Xiaorou to become his successor!

This... was too shocking!

Many people looked at Jiang Xiaorou. Be it the Desolate race or the Human race, they were weak lowlifes like ants to the Black-armored Demon God. However, the Black-armored Demon God had placed such great importance on Jiang Xiaorou.

"Make your choice. Follow me, and I will provide you great power, but... to express your sincerity, you have to slaughter these two lowly races. Agree, and you will become the strongest war spirit. Disagree, and I will destroy you!"

The Black-armored Demon God’s tone was ferocious. As he had been angered by Yi Yun, when he first came to the remote mountains, he had planned on annihilating Jiang Xiaorou.

But now, after seeing Jiang Xiaorou withstand his pressure directly, her powerful bloodline made his chaotic and mad soul sea calm down. He felt it was too much a pity to destroy Jiang Xiaorou.

Jiang Xiaorou did not understand the Black-armored Demon God’s ancient words, but the Sacred Spirit had conveyed the meaning behind his words.

Her eyes scanned the crowd and suddenly, she raised her head towards the sky. With that, she also raised the bone staff in her hand.

Wu—!

A wind rose up!

A sudden gust of wind blew around the area. Although the pressure that everyone was feeling did not reduce, they felt the ground beneath their feet thicken. Although the pressure was intense, they were still able to stand firmly.

This is...

Everyone looked at Jiang Xiaorou and they noticed that behind her, a gigantic Skyfox phantom image had appeared!

This Skyfox cast its eyes on the world. Every strand of fur that it had was the size of a small tree. It had six tails and it seemed like a divine fire that reached out into the skies, dancing and burning.

Sacred Spirit!

It was the Sacred Spirit!

The moment that the Desolate race warriors saw the Skyfox appear, they felt their fighting spirit boil. The fear they had, and how they lacked confidence when facing the Black-armored Demon God was immediately reduced greatly.

The Sacred Spirit was with them. The gust of wind was because the Sacred Spirit had made its move!

The Desolate race’s Sacred Spirit was already seriously wounded. It could not even appear with its actual body. It could only reside in Jiang Xiaorou’s body, using her body as a vessel for its combat strength!

Only Jiang Xiaorou’s bloodline would allow the Sacred Spirit to leverage its strength to the maximum.

With the bone staff in hand, Jiang Xiaorou pointed it at the Black-armored Demon God. The tip of the bone staff flickered wantonly with a cold beam.

And at this moment, Jiang Xiaorou was augmented with the Sacred Spirit’s powers. Her strength and aura was enhanced without any limits. She was like a towering mountain whose peak could not be seen. Although she couldn’t be compared to the Black-armored Demon God, she was able to withstand the blood cloud. For the young geniuses of the Desolate race and Human race, she held up the sky!

This strength...

As everyone looked at Jiang Xiaorou, they were startled, even if they knew this was the power of the Sacred Spirit.

However, other than Jiang Xiaorou, none of them could withstand the Sacred Spirit’s augmentation.

This was a terrifying girl. If she managed to survive this disaster, her future was limitless.

"Hahahaha!" The Black-armored Demon God suddenly laughed hysterically. He suddenly brandished his lance as the Heaven Earth Yuan Qi thousands of miles around him began to flow crazily because of his motions.

"It seems that that is your answer. You have rejected me. Fine! Do you think that you can use a tiny spirit fox from the Sinkhole to resist me? A tiny fox, that grew up in this abandoned world, and only experienced two Heavenly Tribulations, is not even worthy to be my mount!"

Boom!

At this moment, the blood cloud in the sky tumbled and billowed.

The Black-armored Demon God looked at Jiang Xiaorou and grinned with a sinister smile!

"I’ll kill you now. Although it’s a pity, but drinking your blood will heal most of my injuries!"