Eternal Sword

Chapter 563: He Hua Zi Zai Palace

The Demon Lord carried Chen Tang and flew in the air without touching the ground. He rushed at lightning speed and shuttled through the wind and snow.

Chen Tang didn't know why the Demon Lord saved him and wanted to say thank you.

But the cold wind was biting all around, blowing into my mouth and nose. I couldn't utter a word and just shivered constantly.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of cold wind would not affect him at all.

But now, he was seriously injured and had no strength at all. His chest was covered in blood and flesh, with a few bones exposed, and his internal organs could be vaguely seen.

Strangely, even the Vajra Relic became quiet, with no signs of healing or repairing the body.

Chen Tang's own movements were restricted, and he was held in the hands of the Demon Lord, so he was unable to perform the 'meditation style' to heal his injuries.

He could only breathe with the "Kun Xi Fa" while practicing the "Vajra Indestructible Gong". His Vajra Heart nourished the Qi and blood, which flowed slowly throughout his body, barely clinging to a glimmer of life.

As a result, he had to endure the severe pain in his body, which was extremely torturous.

If there is no danger and he is in a quiet state, he can use visualization to quickly enter a state of meditation, immersing himself in enlightenment and ignoring the pain in his body.

But he still didn't know what the Demon Lord was going to do.

At least so far, he has not escaped the crisis.

It was even more difficult for him to concentrate while running at high speed.

In this case, if one forcibly practices the visualization method, once the spirit and soul leave the body, it can be easily blown away by the surrounding cold wind, and the soul will be scattered.

Chen Tang was unable to control himself. The cold wind blew on his eyes, and he couldn't tell the direction. He only felt that the surroundings were getting colder and colder.

He could only roughly feel the changes in the daytime.

The Demon Lord didn't rest for a moment and didn't drink a drop of water!

That’s all.

Chen Tang was seriously injured and had not eaten anything, so his body became weaker and weaker.

Three full days and three nights passed before the Demon Lord finally stopped.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, the two were on the top of a mountain.

The temperature here is even lower, and Chen Tang has difficulty breathing.

The Demon Lord threw him aside casually. Chen Tang was knocked unconscious and groaned.

The Demon Lord said nothing as he came to the edge of the cliff on the mountain top, sat cross-legged with his five hearts facing the sky, as if he was meditating with his eyes closed.

At this moment, the morning light broke and gradually fell on the Demon Lord.

The morning dew on the surrounding grass and trees slowly floated up and turned into streams of water mist, swirling around the Demon Lord.

Those rays of light, as if real, were being sucked into the belly of the Demon Lord!

Chen Tang was secretly shocked.

The legendary eating clouds and drinking dew is actually true!

When one cultivates to such a state, not eating grains, and being pure inside and out, he has probably reached the level of Bigu fasting.

Seeing this scene, Chen Tang felt even more uncomfortable in his stomach and his mouth was dry.

All the dew around was sucked away by the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord didn't eat for three days and could still breathe wind and drink dew. How could Chen Tang bear it?

What's more, he was seriously injured.

For three days, he didn't even have a chance to recuperate and heal his wounds.

Chen Tang moved his body little by little, enduring the severe pain, slowly sat up, and assumed a 'sitting-style' posture, trying to repair his injuries.

Just this extremely simple action almost exhausted his physical strength.

At this moment, the Demon Lord suddenly stood up and walked towards him.

It was not until this moment that Chen Tang saw the true appearance of this grandmaster for the first time.

The Demon Lord has crystal clear skin, a high nose bridge, sunken eye sockets, deep blue eyes, and his facial features reveal a hint of evil beauty.

Those blue eyes were like two sapphires, as deep as the sea, and seemed to have some inexplicable magic that was captivating!
"Thank you senior..."

Chen Tang forced a smile.

In fact, he could feel the Demon Lord's indifference.

The Demon Lord must have a purpose in taking him away.

But no matter what, in Linjiang Inn, after all, he was able to save his life and survive until now because of the intervention of the Demon Lord. But before Chen Tang finished speaking, the Demon Lord interrupted him and said in a stiff tone, "Where is the Emperor Wu?"

Chen Tang's expression changed, and he suddenly realized something.

Before, he just guessed that the martial arts conference had attracted the Demon Lord.

But he didn't know why the Demon Lord appeared in Linjiang Inn, and why he rescued him and took him away.

After the Demon Lord asked this, he understood.

The Demon Lord came for the Martial Emperor!

"Do you have any water, Senior?"

Chen Tang swallowed his saliva, changed the subject, and thought about a solution, saying, "I'm so thirsty, please help me get some water."

He could not tell anyone else the whereabouts of Emperor Wu.

What's more, this Xiling Demon Lord is obviously not a good person.

Three days ago, in the Linjiang Inn, Wang Xiaobo killed the innkeeper and four innocent passers-by, including weak women and children, while the Demon Lord just stood by and watched coldly.

Seeing that Chen Tang was pretending to be stupid with him and had no expression on his face, the Demon Lord reached out and grabbed Chen Tang, jumped off the cliff, and flew away again.

"I'm sorry..."

Chen Tang cursed inwardly.

In my previous life, when I interrogated prisoners, I would give them saliva to drink and cigarettes to smoke, but this guy didn't give me any chance at all.

It's okay to have a negotiation.

Chen Tang had no choice but to be held by the Demon Lord, and was filled with anger.

Four more days passed like this.

During this period, the Demon Lord would occasionally stop to eat the wind and drink the dew.

For seven days and seven nights, Chen Tang still had not taken a drop of water and was close to mental collapse.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have collapsed and died long ago.

Fortunately, Chen Tang has a very solid physical foundation. He drank tiger milk for several months, trained his body, strengthened his internal organs, and had the Vajra Indestructible Skill. His vitality was so strong that he could hold on until now.

Even so, Chen Tang couldn't hold on any longer.

The Kunxi method and the Vajra Indestructible Technique had long been stopped.

He has not reached the level of Bigu fasting. Without food intake, he will continue to practice qigong and consume the energy in his body, which will only lead to his death faster!

This feeling of hunger even caused Chen Tang to have all kinds of hallucinations at one point.

The pain caused by the injury was actually alleviated a lot.

"Where is Emperor Wu?"

In a trance, the Demon Lord came in front of Chen Tang again, looking down at him with cold eyes, and asked slowly.

"The former Emperor Wu?"

Chen Tang said dazedly, "Emperor Wu died several decades ago. I heard that he was buried in Wujiang Mountain in Beiqian."

The Demon Lord snorted coldly, grabbed Chen Tang again, and sped away.

Day by day passed.

Chen Tang was in a coma for a lot of time.

In the end, I could only rely on the remaining will in my heart to hold on.

Strangely enough, the weaker his body became, the stronger his will became, revealing an extremely sharp edge that could shatter everything!

When Chen Tang was unconscious, this thought even alarmed the Demon Lord who lived on clouds and dew.

His eyes lingered on Chen Tang's chest, dantian, and between his eyebrows, as if he was thinking about something.

Half a month has passed since leaving Linjiang Inn.

From the original wilderness, the terrain has become higher and higher, and some human settlements and buildings have gradually appeared around.

One day, the Demon Lord carried the dying Chen Tang to a magnificent palace.

This is the Xiling Holy Land, the Hehua Zizai Palace!
"Meet the Demon Lord!"

When the nearby disciples of the Demon Sect saw the figure of the Demon Lord, they looked respectful and knelt on the ground.

(End of this chapter)