Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills Chapter 348 – Am I weak and easily bullied? How ridiculous!

Chapter 348: Chapter 62: Am I weak and easily bullied? How ridiculous!

Zhao Huai positioned himself high in the sky. Through his Divine Insight, he could see afar, behind the beast army, were caravans of prison carts, with beautiful female disciples and geniuses defeated by the Demon Kings, shackled in chains.

Their hands and feet were bound as if they were livestock and their qi was extremely weak. It was obvious that they had been through many battles.

The Demon Race purposefully placed these hostages in an area visible from the battlefield in order to humiliate the cultivators of Anxi Prefecture.

Once a person loses control of himself, he would do impulsive things.

As long as someone couldn’t bear it and went onto the battlefield to fight, the Demons’ goal would be achieved.

This was undoubtedly what the Demon Emperors wanted to see.

Zhao Huai also wanted to save them, but there were many powerful demons stationed behind the beast army, including several powerful Demon Kings.

There was also the possibility of a Demon Emperor lurking behind the scenes, waiting to strike.

In the fierce battle in the desert, Zhao Huai recognized many familiar faces amongst his fellow humans, including Gu Tianji from the Eternal Taoist Temple, Elder Bai from the Limitless Immortal Sect, Li Pianran from the Taihao Sword Sect, and even Cai Yuxiang from the Heavenly Star Sacred Sect.

They demonstrated numerous magical powers, filling the sky with brilliant colors and turbulent spiritual qi.

Just then, in the central area of Anxi Prefecture, a man in his scholar’s robe like jade was standing in mid-air. He reached out with one hand and pressed towards the center of the battlefield.

Boom

The next moment, a huge hand several meters long appeared, killing a swath of demons on the ground, not sparing the birds and beasts. A gap appeared in the sky.

Demon’s blood and bodies fell like rain, staining the sky with blood.

Zhao Huai recognized this man. He seemed to be the Sect Master from the Taique Sacred Sect, who possessed the Hetu and Luoshu. Five years ago, he played a piece of music that led many geniuses into the Luoshu to seek cultivation techniques.

He has reached the Metamorphosis Realm, no wonder he could oversee Anxi Prefecture.

The main reason was that the humans’ resistance was too weak. A large number of disciples from the Taique Sacred Sect were trapped in a battlefield, forcing the scholar to act.

Boom!

Suddenly, hundreds of human cultivators at a location on the battlefield were smashed into pulp by a gigantic Mountain-Size Hand.

A shadow moved, people looked up and saw a giant demon ape with three heads and six arms. There was a terrifying sword mark on its chest, which seemed to be intentionally exposed. From a distance, it looked like a Devil Mountain, and each of its arms was as big as a hill, seemingly capable of moving mountains and filling rivers.

With just one hand, it killed hundreds of cultivators.

It appeared to be making a statement.

You kill my Demon Army, and I kill your cultivators.

It seemed to be some sort of unspoken rule.

The Sect Master from the Taique Sacred Sect, who was this scholar, became furious at the sight.

His sleeves ripped through the air, and a huge green-brilliant writing brush appeared in the void, apparently his life-bound magical treasure.

Suddenly, the brilliance of the writing brush surged. With a strong flick, it brought out a meandering Ink River and attacked the giant ape.

An ink river appeared in the sky. The demon ape was not panicked – one of its heads spat out a row of black flames that evaporated the ink river into smoke.

“Beast!”

The scholar squinted his eyes, and a massive primordial spirit shadow appeared behind him. It was a hundred feet tall, about the same height as the demon ape.

The scholar’s primordial spirit held the pen, suppressing the demon ape.

With wind in his bone, and literary pivot in his heart.

The ape let out a roar, and six strong arms pushed out.

Bang

The demon ape’s physical power was terrifying, shaking the sky and the earth. It directly dispersed the Primordial Spirit with a slap. The residual waves killed many Demons and human Cultivators around it.

Seeing the giant ape’s power, the face of the scholar turned serious, he did not take action again and his Primordial Spirit returned to him.

If they really battled, it is not an advantage as imagined.

Zhao Huai also did not rashly engage, but continued to observe the situation.

If it weren’t for Ancestor Yan Zu’s suppression of the Demon Emperors in the Primitive World and sealing the entrance to Heaven and Earth years ago, the living conditions of human race in the following eight hundred years would undoubtedly not be as comfortable as they were now.

The giant ape in front of him was as powerful as a Seventh Realm Demon Emperor. It had an incredibly strong body, and to kill it was undoubtedly extremely difficult.

Suddenly.

A giant snow eagle hovered in mid-air, blocking the sky and sun as it came. The eagle’s eyes caught sight of Zhao Huai, it roared at him: “There’s a cultivator hiding here.”

“Kid, it’s your bad luck to run into me. Don’t worry, though. I’ll kill you, and enjoy your organs first, saving your heart. But I won’t kill you, I’ll drink your blood slowly.”

“How coincidental, I was just thinking the same. I’ll take your demonic core and preserve it for the younger generation to admire. Since that’s the case, I’ll kill you first.” Zhao Huai looked at him indifferently, his pupils shining with a cold light.

“Presumptuous!”

The Snow Eagle Demon King let out a deep roar. Its wings spread out, reaching almost one hundred meters long, blocking out the sky with its mixed aura.

Its wings flapped.

In an instant, an extremely cold gust of wind poured down from the sky.

Swish, swish.

The force within the wind was extremely sharp, condensing into blue ice feathers flying towards Zhao Huai.

Some of the blue ice feathers fell into the human cultivators’ encampment.

An Initiation Stage Cultivator cast a fireball in an attempt to block this attack.

But, the blue ice feather easily broke his magic and pierced into his head, going through his body and killing him on the spot.This scene aroused the attention of many cultivators.

“Everyone pay attention! Another Demon King has joined the battlefield!”

“No good, quickly evacuate this area, we can’t handle this Demon King!”

“Look, someone has already started fighting with the Snow Eagle Demon King!”

Just a single piece of ice feather already held such terrifying power.

Even more, Zhao Huai, who was at the forefront, had to deal with hundreds of ice feathers. This situation drew the attention of the surrounding cultivators.

“Bang!”

Zhao Huai slapped upward with his palm, casting a golden tiger image. Echoes of tiger roars and dragon cries shattered all the blue ice feathers in the blink of an eye.

It was the Dragon Tiger Vajra Palm at the completed stage.

Then, his body transformed into a beam of light and soared upwards, reaching the same height as the Snow Eagle Demon King. He mobilized all his magic power and launched an attack.

“You dare to engage in a face-to-face battle with a Demon King. Don’t you know that our physical strength far surpasses yours as a member of the human race?”

The Snow Eagle Demon King sneered, extending a claw covered with iron scales towards Zhao Huai’s palm.

Icy mist emitted from his claws, creating wind blades in the surrounding space.

The wind blades flew out in concert with his claws.

“Bang!”

Zhao Huai’s palm collided with the Snow Eagle Demon King’s claw.

The next moment, the spiritual qi from the universe within the radius of a hundred miles was dramatically agitated.

One human and one eagle both retreated simultaneously.

The Snow Eagle Demon King was relatively weaker among the Demon Kings on the frontline. Compared to the Fire Crow Demon King, it was slightly inferior.

Therefore, Zhao Huai didn’t intend to hold back; instead, he wanted to end the battle quickly.

Bang

Zhao Huai’s body flashed. He broke the Snow Eagle Demon King’s seal and his palm struck its neck.

The edge of his hand sank into its flesh, leaving a bloody hole in its neck.

A mournful cry escaped from the Snow Eagle Demon King’s mouth.

Then, Zhao Huai’s body flashed again, landing on the Snow Eagle Demon King’s back. He stomped forcefully, and the sound of cracking bones echoed as more than ten bones broke instantly.

Thump

The giant body of the Snow Eagle Demon King fell heavily onto the ground, sinking into the yellow sand. Blood gushed from its back, dyeing the ground red within a radius of several tens of feet.

Its injury was severe; its once proud flesh was now shattered, and its blood carrying the intense aura of a Demon King spilled on the ground, keeping both men and demons at a distance.

The cultivators who rushed up were startled, staring wide-eyed at this white-clad man. He was utterly domineering.

Defeating a Demon King in just two or three clashes; could he be a Mighty one from the Rebirth Realm?

You must know, numerous sect disciples were vexed by the powerful bodies of the Demon Kings, and Demon Kings slaughtering normal cultivators was as easy as cutting grass. Any cultivator who wasn’t in the Golden Core Realm simply couldn’t resist.

All of a sudden, a majestic green-faced lion emerged from the yellow sand. It roared angrily, spit out rings of ear-piercing sound waves, “Human cub, I, the king, warn you, let the Snow Eagle Demon King go immediately, or the only thing waiting for you is death!”

It turned out to be a Green Lion Demon King. At the same time, several stern gazes from the battlefield turned towards Zhao Huai.

Boom boom

The sound of heavy hooves echoed, and a massive Fire Armored Rhino appeared. It spoke human language, its voice rumbling, “Why bother talking so much? Just kill him!”

The Green Lion Demon King agreed with this, and along with the Fire Rhinoceros Demon King, they charged towards Zhao Huai. They wanted to rescue the Snow Eagle while defeating this human powerhouse.

In the shadows, the gazes of several other Demon Kings fell on Zhao Huai.

They already viewed Zhao Huai as a thorn in their side.

He must be killed immediately!

In just a short while, Zhao Huai had sensed the approach of seven Demon Kings with different auras.

With one hand behind his back, Zhao Huai extended his sword finger with the other. Several flying swords ejected from his Sword-Nurturing Gourd and hovered around him, his gaze cold, “Wanting to kill me, I’m afraid you’re not qualified.”

“Do you think I’m weak and can be bullied? Ridiculous.”

“He killed both the Fire Crow Demon King, and the Golden Scorpion Demon King, we must not underestimate him. His power is around the Rebirth Realm.” A red-haired wolf woman with leopard ears jumped out from the back of the army, coldly saying.

It seemed to be a bloodthirsty hybrid of a wolf and a leopard.

“The Demon Emperor has just issued an order. We must deal with this man. All Demon Kings who have overcome the limit of physical evolution twice, attack together!”

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A man with elongated fingers and the tail of a flood dragon, poised and graceful, glanced at Zhao Huai, wiped his claw, and with a gloomy look, said:

“Over the thousands of years, I’ve seen too many sword cultivators. If one doesn’t even have a sword in their hand and only relies on sword control techniques, can they even be considered a sword cultivator?”

Based on his physical strength, he should be a Demon King from the Sixth Realm who has undergone three metamorphoses and can compete with a cultivator from the Metamorphosis Realm.

“Because you’re not worthy.”

Zhao Huai extended his sword finger and responded lightly.