A Demon Core of a ninth-tier top-grade demon beast held great attraction for Fire God Ning Lie. At the auction in the Holy City, it could easily sell for at least two hundred thousand top-grade Spirit Stones.
"Want the Demon Core? Let's see if you have what it takes!"
Chu Ming's expression was indifferent, his tone cold. The copper-level martial will erupted suddenly, a faint azure hue swirling around him. At the same time, a terrifying sword momentum erupted from his body, soaring into the sky like a supreme divine sword, pressing towards Fire God Ning Lie.
"Huh? Something's amiss!"
Fire God Ning Lie's heart stirred. Within Chu Ming's martial will, he detected an aura of supreme dominance, far more potent than his own.
Boom!
There was no time to think. Fire God Ning Lie's body moved instantly, becoming a raging fiery wind. A palm strike lashed towards Chu Ming, flames splashing through the sky, forming a river of fire.
Swoosh!
