Chapter 1281: Linger Yao's Help

Qingfeng Li swung the Fire Emperor Sword in his hands and destroyed the four earth thorns that were surrounding him, turning them into pieces.

The surrounding people were all shocked to see this.

It was known that this was not just anybody's attack, it was Zhentian Mo's, but Qingfeng Li blocked it.

Zhentian Mo's face turned gloomy, and there was a cold flash in his eyes. He did not think that his own earth thorns attack would be defeated by Qingfeng Li that easily. The red longsword in Qingfeng Li's hand was indeed very powerful.

"Emperor level spiritual treasure? I can't believe a Spirit King Realm master like you would have an emperor level spiritual treasure. It is such a waste to be in your hand. Hand it over," Zhentian Mo said to Qingfeng Li.

Zhentian Mo got a little greedy as he wanted to take the long sword from Qingfeng Li's hand for his own use.

"Give it to you? Who do you think you are for me to give it to you?" Qingfeng Li was stunned and said with a look of disdain.

Qingfeng Li had gotten the Fire Emperor Sword from the Fire Emperor Palace. Obviously, he would not give it up unless he was stupid.

"Hmph. If that's the case, I'll kill you and take the spiritual treasure away from you," Zhentian Mo said coldly. His body levitated in midair, like a sharp sword, the long black blade striking downwards at Qingfeng.

Qingfeng Li gathered the vital essence in his body and struck out fiercely with the Fire Emperor Sword in his hand. The fiery red flame collided with the long black blade.

The sword energy and the blade energy collided fiercely, shattering the void and sending tremors through the dimension.

Bang!

The area issued a loud noise like an earthquake, causing Qingfeng Li's body to retreat a whole four steps before he could regain his footing.

Qingfeng Li was at the Spirit King Realm's seventh level. There was still a big gap between him and someone at the half-step Spirit Emperor Realm. Even though he was holding the Fire Emperor Sword, his body still receded a few steps back.

Zhentian Mo was a bit shocked. He could not believe Qingfeng Li was still not dead from a full force attack. It only pushed him back a couple steps.

"Blood Demon Rope." Zhentian Mo whispered. He took out a red rope from his body and threw it at Qingfeng Li.

This red rope was only a meter long, but it elongated to two meters long as it flew at Qingfeng. It was red in color, and crimson rays ran along the rope, flashing red beams. It was emitting a strong aura.

This rope had a very fast speed, it was even faster than lightning. It arrived in front of Qingfeng Li in a blink of an eye and tied him up.

Qingfeng Li's face changed, and he waved the long sword in his hand. He wanted to chop off the rope, but then he realized the rope was very tough. It was refined by emperor level materials and simply couldn't be cut.

While Qingfeng Li was tied up by the rope, another red thunder beam flew from the side. The thunder beam struck on the red rope and split it open.

"Who? Who dares to stop me from killing Qingfeng Li?" Zhentian Mo's face changed, and he retrieved the split rope in his hand. He looked around, and his eyes flashed with a cold glint.

Zhentian Mo looked over and realized the thunderbolt beam that interrupted his attack earlier was the Demonic-Imperial Sect's sect master, Linger Yao.

Zhentian Mo's face changed and said coldly, "Linger Yao, what is the meaning of this? How dare you split my rope and stand in my way of killing Qingfeng Li."

Linger Yao smiled coldly and said, "I don't like your face."

Fu*k!

The surrounding people heard Linger Yao and were stunned by her arrogance. She split Zhentian Mo's rope because she simply hated seeing him.

Qingfeng Li stood in the distance, his feelings were mixed, and he was confused. He understood why Linger Yao had said what she said, and it was obviously aimed at him.

Zhentian Mo was furious when he heard Linger Yao. What did it mean by hate seeing him? He was the Devil-Imperial Sect sect's master and a half-step Spirit Emperor, the same level as Linger Yao.

Both were supporting pillars in their respective dao on the side of the unorthodox, and both were domineering emperor-level figures. No one would have thought that Qingfeng Li would be the reason Linger Yao troubled herself.

"Linger Yao. Don't forget you are on the side of the unorthodox. You are not part of the orthodox. Don't protect the orthodox and become my enemy," Zhentian Mo said to Linger Yao, looking displeased.

"Who I want to protect is none of your business. I hated your face from a long time ago. If you dare, we can have a fight." Linger Yao flourished the Purple Storm Sword in her hand.

The purple thunderbolt beam came out of the long sword, blasting through the air toward Zhentian Mo.

Zhentian Mo's changed. He was from the Devil-Imperial Sect and practiced demonic techniques. Thus, he was most afraid of thunderbolts and flame.

Zhentian Mo dodged to the side but the thunderbolt's speed was too fast. It struck in front of him in a blink of an eye. He put out his right palm and conjured a Heavenly palm to block the purple thunderbolt attack.

The thunderbolt obtained power from the thunder and struck towards Zhentian Mo's refined heavenly palm. The thunderbolt turned Zhentian Mo's palm into pitch black charcoal. His face turned pale and his body receded backward.

"Spirit Emperor Realm. You have reached the Spirit Emperor Realm?!" Zhentian Mo's face turned gloomy and was shocked.

Back in the days, Zhentian Mo had the same strength level as Linger Yao. Even when Linger Yao had the Purple Thunder Sword, it did not do that big of damage to him. But now, his right hand was fried.

What did this mean? This meant that Linger Yao had reached her breakthrough and stepped into the Spirit Emperor Realm.

Linger Yao smiled and said. "You are not my opponent."

During this time, Linger Yao was refining the Fire Emperor Pearl, she discovered the Fire Emperor Palace with Qingfeng Li.

The pearl in the red coffin, as well as a red treasure armor, were taken away by Linger Yao.

It was because Linger Yao had refined the Fire Emperor Pearl that she reached the new realm.

Zhentian Mo's face changed and he was dissatisfied. Although he wanted to kill Qingfeng Li, he knew he couldn't because Linger Yao was in his way.

"Qingfeng Li, today is your lucky day. If you step into Hell, I will kill you for sure," Zhentian Mo said to Qingfeng Li with a cold smile and turned away.

Seeing this scene, surrounding people had a strange face on them. They would not have thought the person saving Qingfeng Li was an unorthodox 's sect master, Linger Yao.

Qingfeng Li wanted to thank Linger Yao but Linger Yao flew away without looking back at him. She flew towards the entrance of hell because there was an immortal sutra currently lying at the entrance of hell, covered in golden light.

The surrounding self-cultivators saw Linger Yao headed towards the entrance of hell, and did not want to fall behind. They rushed towards the entrance of hell to obtain the immortal sutra as well.

The golden immortal sutra seemed to have a mind of its own. When it saw crowds of self-cultivators heading towards the entrance of hell, it immediately turned into a gold beam and entered beneath the entrance of hell, ultimately disappearing and leaving everyone dumbfounded.