Two months later, he left Xilan Province.
Everywhere he went, he found his battlefield. The land beneath his feet was new, but the enemy remained as fierce and vicious as ever.
It was as if the space-time teleportation arrays scattered throughout the Central Land were constantly spewing out the vast armies of the Tianzui Camp. Ming Qi never felt the enemy diminish, even though he slew countless enemies wherever he went.
Setting foot on new lands, the old battles continued.
Gradually, many people began to bring up the story of a young man with a long sword and a gray robe. The sword was a fiery red, and the gray robe was young. The most common phrase people said was, "He was like a sword."
Indeed, this man with a long sword and a gray robe was like a sharp sword, stirring up waves wherever he pierced.
Such rumors appeared in new lands every day, and more and more people knew of the existence of such a being in the Central Land.
At the end of the third month, Ming Qi unexpectedly discovered that he had quietly entered the mid-stage Martial King realm. He felt no surprise, nor any other emotion, as if this were a common occurrence.
Standing on the vast expanse of Donglan Province, a cluster of hills and a gray-robed figure wielding a longsword framed a breathtaking landscape.
At the end of another month, Ming Qi encountered a powerful enemy, led by two demonic warriors in the late Martial King stage, along with nearly two hundred innate-level Heavenly Sin Warriors!
This group seemed to have a clear goal in mind, so much so that upon seeing Ming Qi, they dispatched only a small squadron and a late-stage Martial King warrior, intending to swiftly dispatch him.
The battle erupted immediately upon contact. Ming Qi charged forward without hesitation, sword drawn, his face icy cold against the blazing sky.
The Fire Emperor Sword seemed impatient. After drinking in the enemy's blood, its blade suddenly grew blindingly bright, and countless vibrant flowers blossomed from Ming Qi's gray robe.
Powered by the Soul of Slaughter, Ming Qi instantly slaughtered a small group of enemy warriors with a simple encounter!
The Martial King, even the powerful warrior, could not help but be astonished at this astonishing scene. But as Bei Shen had said, these people were pure lunatics, a combination of thugs and butchers. Fear seemed to be completely foreign to them.
This was a powerful warrior of unknown race. Dark blue veins covered his face. He stood a full five meters tall, his body muscular and immensely powerful. Two inky black horns sprouted from his forehead, resembling a powerful bull standing upright.
But as he angrily raised his massive hammer, weighing several hundred kilograms, and brought it down on Ming Qi, Ming Qi looked at the bull with the same gaze as if it were a dead object.
A terrifying black mist swirled around the massive hammer, resembling countless pitch-black pythons slithering through it. The powerful wind didn't deter Ming Qi. A fierce killing intent instantly spread, and the edge of the Fire Emperor Sword seemed to be covered in a layer of ferocious spikes.
Blocking the hammer with his sword seemed a mad idea to Ming Qi, but he was using this move, which others considered fatal, to prove something.
With a resounding, earth-shattering bang, Ming Qi was slammed into the ground by the hammer. However, the demon warrior paid the price, as the sword shattered a small portion of the hammer.
Ming Qi's body sprang out of the ground like a carrot with its power source pressed. He raised his sword again, once again blocking the demon warrior's hammer.
In this battle, Ming Qi intended to employ no magical powers, not even the Blood Shadow Step. He would simply rely on physical strength to compete with the bull-like monster.
Judging from his size, this demon warrior was a type who valued strength. Since the tiny human before him didn't cast any despicable spells, this kind of battle suited his liking perfectly.
Taking advantage of the difference in power, the demon warrior brought his massive hammer down once again, again without any flair, but with even greater force than before.
The fierce collision inevitably sent the massive bull reeling, and Ming Qi was once again slammed into the ground.
But he quickly bounced out again.
The battle was incredibly intense. In just a few minutes, the ground was completely cracked, and holes of varying depths were everywhere, the result of Ming Qi's repeated descent into the ground.
Although Ming Qi hadn't yet inflicted any serious damage, the demonic warrior's massive hammer had been shaved by more than two-thirds. The repeated clashes of pure power had driven the bull-like monster completely into a rage.
Having his weapon shattered—what a humiliation!
With a thunderous roar, his massive body utterly shook. The demonic warrior, swinging the remaining one-third of his hammer, hurled it at Ming Qi with lightning speed, faster than ever before. The veins covering his body instantly illuminated, and a constant stream of power converged on the hammer in his hand. Gray-black arcs of electricity could be clearly seen enveloping the hammerhead.
The hundred-meter distance was covered in the blink of an eye, but just as the bull-like demonic warrior reached him, his massive body suddenly trembled, and the hammer fell helplessly.
He lowered his head, staring at the spot where his heart should be, in disbelief. He saw a finger-sized hole had appeared there, and blood was gushing out.
In front, Ming Qi extended his hand, and the flying stone tablet accurately returned through the hole in the wild bull's body, returning to Ming Qi's hand. He then stopped looking at the monster and fixed his gaze on the more enemies rapidly approaching from a distance.
They were the ones who had been with the demon warrior earlier. They seemed to think it shouldn't take so long to kill a tiny human, so they rushed over to investigate.
The leading Martial King warrior was surprisingly short, barely 1.5 meters tall. His small frame was so thin and gaunt that Ming Qi even wondered if a strong wind would blow him away.
However, Ming Qi knew it was an illusion. The aura he exuded was clearly that of a late-stage Martial King, even more powerful than that of the giant wild bull he had previously slain.
The smaller warrior quickly closed the distance, but what he saw was still unbelievable: his massive companion collapsed to the ground and then vanished into thin air.
Yes, the bull's body vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving the ground empty.
Ming Qi's eyes narrowed slightly. The smaller figure was followed by nearly two hundred Sky Sin Warriors!
Ming Qi took a step forward, sword drawn, and beckoned the smaller figure with his finger.