The Fire God Seal's power was immense. If nothing unexpected happened, once the flames died down, an area dozens of meters in radius would be instantly reduced to scorched earth.
Ming Qi's flaming battle body, combined with his supreme fire ring and masterful control of the Fire God Seal, protected him from the intense flames. However, this posed a nightmare for the powerful green-skinned demons lurking nearby!
That piercing roar was only the beginning!
Utilizing the demon's protective aura's natural reaction to flames, Ming Qi had already accurately grasped the green-skinned demon's position, enabling him to strike with unprecedented precision.
The powerful sword energy, tinged with the all-consuming pale-white divine fire, accurately slashed through the green-skinned demon's outstretched arms!
When the pricking sensation reached his skin, the powerful green demon instantly realized something. He let out a sharp cry, and two pale green blades flew out of his hands, flying towards Ming Qi. He leaped backwards at the same time.
It was hard to imagine that, with his own strength surpassing his opponent's, he could still instinctively fear this very sword!
However, he was still a fraction too slow. The Fire Emperor Sword slashed down like thunder, and a burning smell instantly rose in the air.
With a successful strike, Ming Qi's body suddenly became active, flashing across the open ground like a ghost. After severely injuring the green demon, his only concern was to avoid the opponent's likely fatal blow.
When the flames dissipated, Ming Qi had closed the gap to nearly fifty meters.
Fifty meters away, the green demon's hands, holding the dagger, were gone, leaving behind two bloody, mangled arms, from which pale white flames continuously burned.
The powerful green-skinned demon roared, turned, and leaped away like lightning!
"Trying to escape?"
Ming Qi sneered. The Blood Linglong and the Soul of Slaughter behind him instantly illuminated, a blood-red dot of light chasing the powerful green-skinned demon.
Although the damaged Supreme Map no longer provided tracking and location, at such close range, and with the enemy already severely damaged, there was absolutely no chance of a missed attack!
After doing this, Ming Qi turned his gaze to the remaining Sky Sin warriors without turning back. Even if their leader was killed, these madmen would continue to run rampant across the Central Land until their death. Ming Qi would not allow them to survive.
As for the powerful green-skinned demon, he was already dead.
The Sky Sin warriors were a group of unwavering lunatics and warmongers. They had almost never known fear. Even though their leader was dead, the battle lust surging in their blood made them quickly surround the man before them, determined to utterly annihilate him.
The earth began to shake violently. Ming Qi's Fire Emperor Sword, wielding the most primitive form of slaughter, reaped the lives of these aliens.
A moment later, the earth was stained completely red.
Ming Qi, still wielding the blazing sword, began the next leg of his journey.
Unconsciously, snowflakes began to fall from the sky, signaling the beginning of a restless winter.
Ming Qi continued to wander aimlessly, mercilessly slaying all enemies he encountered. His sword moves became mundane, yet terrifying, and his aura became somewhat elusive, making it impossible to discern them.
As the weather warmed, Ming Qi suddenly realized that the enemies were gone.
Yes, the vast land was no longer visible, the raging Tianzui army; they had vanished completely.
He did not immediately return to Qiankun Mountain, but instead headed south towards the central land.
The long-dormant Fire Emperor Sword seemed to have awakened. Somewhere in the south, hidden within the unknown, was something revealing its origins; he had to discover it.
This journey lasted a month, and Ming Qi spent almost every day and night in meditation and contemplation. Even as he traversed the entire Fire Phoenix Coast, there was no disturbance. It seemed as if after the training-like battles of the Heavenly Sin Camp, the major factions had become strangely tranquil.
The fiery world of the Southern Barbarians, even in the mild spring, still evoked the scorching heat of a natural furnace.
The Red Flame Sea, a place rarely visited by even foreign races, was fraught with immense danger, and numerous demonic beasts inhabited the numerous islands.
One day, Ming Qi set foot on one of these unnamed islands.
The island wasn't large, but it possessed a distinct feeling. It resembled a volcano on the verge of eruption. The intense heat, far exceeding normal levels, was almost unbearable even for Ming Qi, and the air was filled with a smell reminiscent of burning sulfur.
The only rare sight on the island was an unidentified fiery red plant. Beyond that, no other living creatures appeared. It seemed that even the alien races of the Red Flame Sea considered the island a forbidden area.
When Ming Qi stepped onto this nameless island, the Fire Emperor Sword in his hand vibrated with unprecedented intensity.
Upon reaching the island, Ming Qi could clearly sense the unseen pull, not far away.
The island, less than a hundred miles in radius, was a short traverse for Ming Qi, now a mid-stage Martial King. He quickly stopped before a precipice that seemed incongruous with the surrounding landscape.
This cliff suddenly appeared above the island, towering over a thousand meters high. On one side lay the turbulent sea, while the side before Ming Qi was a fiery red, densely covered with countless scratches.
Ming Qi had just stopped before the cliff when the Fire Emperor Sword in his hand suddenly whirred softly and flew out of his hand!
Carrying a blazing flame, the Fire Emperor Sword instantly flew towards the cliff, dancing in the air along the scratches!
Ming Qi was stunned at first, then astonished. The marks carved in the air by the Fire Emperor Sword were clearly exquisite and unparalleled sword moves!
At this level of cultivation, while one might not immediately grasp the subtleties of martial arts skills, being able to make accurate judgments at the first moment is fundamental common sense.
Without a second thought, he pulled out an ordinary longsword from the divine diagram's space and immediately followed the trajectory of the Fire Emperor Sword, imitating its every move.
The scars on the cliff face numbered in the tens of millions, but with the Fire Emperor Sword's unparalleled wielding, he had completely erased them in just a few minutes!
When the final ray of sword light passed, the entire cliff face erupted in a dazzling light, as if it were instantly ablaze!