Unparalleled Sword Emperor

"Why? Why is it that I, who also possesses outstanding talent in martial cultivation, cannot control the Dark Shadow Pavilion? Why do I have to be so unlucky? Not only was I suppressed, I was even crippled by that damned little bastard!"    

At this moment, in a room that no one knew of, surrounded by countless sturdy walls and protective arrays, a young man dressed in white was kneeling on the ground with a face full of grief and anger, constantly punching the sandbag. He was even cursing something.    

In his pitch-black eyes, aside from being filled with hatred, there was only unwillingness.    

This man was Ying Yuanji, who had attacked Sorrow, but was crippled by the combined power of Ling Yunfan and Sang Xu.    

Ever since his cultivation had been crippled, he had his big brother, Ying Xuanyi, send people to bring him back to the Shadow Pavilion. Ever since then, his status in the pavilion had decreased day by day.    

His current situation could be said to be extremely miserable.    

However, he had never hated his own father. Instead, he had placed the blame on Ying Xuanyi and Ling Yunfan, but he had already lost all of his power and influence. He simply had no way of fighting against a single martial practitioner.    

In the end, he could only choose to shut himself up here to vent the hatred in his heart.    

"Do you want revenge?"    

Just as he destroyed the sandbag, a strange voice came from behind.    

"You … "Who are you?"    

One must know that the secret chamber he was in was sealed with all sorts of barriers, making it impossible for ordinary people to enter. However, this voice made him feel extremely unfamiliar, and he couldn't help but feel that some unfathomably powerful expert had entered, causing his heart to become incomparably vigilant.    

However, very quickly, when he turned around to look, he saw a strange man dressed in a black robe. Although he no longer had any cultivation, and was unable to sense other people's Spiritual Energy fluctuations to confirm what cultivation level he was at, that was not important. What was important was that this person's appearance was actually exactly the same as his nemesis, Ling Yun Fan.    

Aside from the strange dark purple pattern on his skin, it was almost exactly the same.    

"You're Ling Yunfan!"    

Since he had no idea what was happening in the secret plane, it was only natural that he would recognize the wrong person. At that moment, his anger was released, and he clenched his hands into fists and punched him out.    

"Da …"    

Unfortunately, his fist-type attack, which had completely lost all of its power, didn't even tickle Shadow who was at the seventh level of the War God, but he still reached out to catch it.    

"I'm not Ling Yunfan, I just look a little like him. I'm here to help you." After releasing his spiritual power to lock onto the opponent's body, Shadowgale had a carefree expression as he spoke.    

"What!?" Help me, why? Hearing his words, the originally furious Ying Yuanji calmed down for some reason. The killing intent he emitted also dissipated by a large half as he asked with a puzzled expression.    

Seeing that he had calmed down, Shadow Lu slowly loosened his grip on his fist, then spoke again, "The enemy of the enemy is his friend. As long as you are willing to use your identity to help me do things, I can help you restore your meridians and the crippled Xinghe, and let you return to the world of martial cultivation. What do you think?"    

"You …" Is that true? "    

After hearing that it could help him return to the world of martial arts, Ying Yuanji immediately became very excited. However, even his father could not do this sort of thing, so he still had a few questions.    

"Of course it's true! As long as you agree to work together with me, I guarantee that I will help you recover half of it. After you succeed, you can become stronger than before and become a qualified martial artist again with better martial cultivation talent!" Seeing that his heart was moved, Shadowgale started to add extra fuel to the fire. He hoped that this would remove the caution in Shadowgale's heart, allowing him to accomplish his goal.    

"Alright, I agree."    

However, everything was as he had expected. After pondering for a while, Ying Yuanzhi agreed to his request.    

"Then let's have a pleasant cooperation. Let's have a good talk about the plan first." Upon seeing this, Shadowgale extended his right hand to show his sincerity, then walked over to Shadowgale's side.    

…    

While the two of them were discussing some sort of plan, Lingyun, who was carrying the map that Shan Xi had given him, was heading towards the human domain in the Demon Area. While the two of them were discussing some kind of plan, Lingyun, who was carrying the map that Shan Xi had gifted him, was going to the human realm in the Demon Region.    

However, even if he had the map, it would still be difficult for him to leave the Demon Area and reach the human realm. If not for Shan Xi's explanation, he would not even know that the Demon Area was similar to the Blood Slaughter Grounds.    

This must be the teleportation array." After walking for a short distance, he arrived at a large tree with lush leaves. He parted the leaves and saw a formation laid out by many stone pillars and various treasures not far away, among which there was even a light blue glow emitting. However, very quickly, he saw that there were several peak seventh step demonic beasts acting as guardians beside the formation, and he muttered to himself with a troubled expression, "It seems this is a little troublesome.    

It was just that he did not want to cause too much of a commotion here. After all, if he attracted any Demon Generals, it would be troublesome. Although his strength was now even stronger than before, he did not dare to say that he could contend with an expert that was a level higher than him.    

In addition, from the fluctuations of demon essence on the bodies of these demon beasts, it was obvious that their strength was several times stronger than their peers. They were completely incomparable to the warriors of the eighth level of the Martial God Realm, and at the very least, they would need to be slightly weaker than those at the first level of the mortal realm to defeat them.    

Thus, he had cut off the idea of trying to force it.