Commanding Wind and Cloud-Chapter 592 Real Half-Sain

Zence Matten saw Chatu rolling his eyes, and this human prince felt proud. He knew that this dark-skinned demon was arrogant and overbearing, and others rarely dared to offend him. This kind of demons had high strength and extreme pride, and they were used to being dominating; they couldn't accept this level of shame.

"When a powerful demon can't take it anymore, they will for sure kill their enemies," Zence Matten thought to himself while a cunning smile appeared on his face, "This demon wants to kill me, so he will allow us to enter the underground palace to find a better excuse."

"Since Tenth Princess Your Highness wants to enter, you can all go in." Chatu smiled confidently.

During the competition before the Demon King, all the combat strength of Lucifer Lucy's retinues was exposed, and it seemed like only Jiliu Feijing was more capable, but he was now injured.

Even if Jiliu Feijing weren't injured, Chatu was confident that he could take on his opponent and win while defeating all the other demons who were entering this underground palace right now.

Half-Saint Chatu was very sure of his strength. Even if all the demons that Lucifer Lucy brought with her were in their prime, they couldn't pose a real threat to him.

"Why aren't you quickly moving away? You dumb demon!" Zence Matten pushed Chatu who was blocking the way with force, and he helped Qian Jin walk deeper into the tunnel with an arrogant attitude.

Standing on the stairs, Chatu looked at Zence Matten and sneered as if he were looking at a corpse.

"You are a dumb and dirty demon. Do you really think that Jiliu Feijing and the Tenth Princess can protect you? You are beyond dumb! Even if Demon King His Majesty comes here in person, I can't let this dirty demon live! I must kill him!" Chatu thought to himself.

"How come there are so many stairs? Don't you know that Master Feijing isn't well? Why did you build so many stairs?" Zence Matten continued to cuss, and Chatu only followed the group with a dark expression while he sneered in his mind, "Scream, shout, cuss! The more arrogant you are, the faster you will die! I only hate a few demons more than humans, and you, a dirty demon, is one of them."

"So many coffins? What a garbage place."

Zence Matten's mocking voice instantly attracted the attention of other runemasters, and they all looked displeased. Almost at the same time, they all looked at Chatu with blame.

These runemasters thought, "Where is this place? The place holding the holy Heart of Lucifer can't be accessed by any demon."

Seeing the blame in these runemasters' eyes, the fury in Chatu's mind intensified. These runemasters were all trusted by the Crown Prince. He could kill Jiliu Feijing, but he couldn't get angry at these runemasters; they were all helpers that the Crown Prince needed.

Lucifer Lucy looked at this shocking scene for a while and couldn't quickly calm down her racing heart. As a princess, she had no idea that such a place existed in the Fallen City.

Duren Burg zapped his mouth and praised in his mind, "This place is magnificent enough to be compared to the secret realm of the Hydra Bloodline Family! The Fallen Angel Bloodline Family can't be underestimated!"

Seeing the shocked reactions from these people, an arrogant smile finally appeared on Chatu's face, and he thought, "I knew that you ignorant demons will be shocked by this scene."

"There is such a large coffin. What a waste! These coffins should all be melted and reused! How many swords and sabers can all these metal coffins cast? How many humans can they kill? The Lucifer Family sure is dumb."

Zence Matten let go of Qian Jin's hand and walked to the group of coffins arrogantly; his target was the giant coffin in the middle. It looked like it was going to soar into the sky and prop up Heaven like a pillar, and it emitted an impressive aura.

"This idiot!" Chatu looked at Zence Matten coldly and thought, "It will drag you into a fantasy-like space."

"What a mess! Such a giant metal coffin!" Zence Matten shouted, but he was frowning already as he tried to resist the spiritual energy interference that was coming from the metal-sphere-shaped saint item inlaid in the central coffin, and his steps got faster and faster.

"This…" The smile on Chatu's face suddenly froze, and he thought, "This stupid and dirty demon actually already broke through into the fantasy zone! No demon can pass that line and not see their fantasies! Even if the Demon King His Majesty came here, he will see fantasy standing right there! How can a low-level demon walk pass that line and not stop? He is still walking forward at a fast speed! What is going on? What is going on?"

Chatu's eyebrows twitched as he witnessed this.

"Opportunity! Ultra-Fake Soul! Ultra-Fake Soul!" The three warrior hearts inside Qian Jin's body unleashed their power, and two warrior seals shined and allowed this fighting technique to reach its peak. The Fourth Hammering Technique of the Eighteen Blade Elevating Strikes was used! The Destruction Soul Realm instantly filled the three warrior hearts, the two Ultra-Fake Soul warrior souls, and the Fourth Hammering Technique.

Boom!

Rumbles of thunder sounded from Qian Jin's fists at the same time, and the powerful murderous spirit exploded like an erupting volcano. As he punched the side of Chatu's waist, the mighty warrior power rushed into this demon's body.

"No! Sneak-attack!" Chatu almost instantly detected it when Qian Jin sneak-attacked, and he tasted the iron-like warrior power currents in his body.

His power as a half-saint instantly appeared, and Chatu wanted to dodge the remainder of this powerful sneak-attack. However, he was distracted by Zence Matten's performance, and he wasn't able to dodge in time.

"Since I can't dodge, I will have to defend!" Chatu thought to himself, and the giant mystic snake warrior soul rose above his body before becoming one with him. The powerful energy made his body grew a layer of tough scales, looking like a set of warrior-weapon-level chained armor.

Boom! Qian Jin's fists firmly landed on Chatu's waist, and the erupting-volcano-like energy instantly cut through the scale-like protective warrior power. The strength of Qian Jin's fists under the Destruction Soul Realm was beyond his imagination, and Chatu instantly lost about half of the flesh on his waist. Blood spilled out of the giant wound like a running fountain.

"Ah!" Chatu let out a series of screams of pain, and cold sweat popped out on his forehead. His body flew out to the side, following the direction of the force in Qian Jin's punch, and a portion of Qian Jin's warrior power was eliminated.

The combat experience as a half-saint was able to barely saved Chatu one more time. Although his body was severely injured, Chatu still exploded two warrior seals by the wound and knocked out most of Qian Jin's technique sequences that entered his body.

"Jiliu Feijing, you…" Chatu's eyes opened wide, and anger and shock occupied his vicious eyes half and half. He couldn't believe that Jiliu Feijing dared to sneak-attack him, and he didn't think that the strength of this demon increased so much compared to when he fought in the competition before the Demon King.

That was right! Qian Jin's strength increased too much! If not, Chatu wouldn't be hit, and he wouldn't be so injured.

At this moment, two streaks of light beams shot out of two Demon Eyes of Destruction from different locations; these two beams could cut through space and time. It seemed like these two beams had appeared here long ago, and Chatu was going to bump into them on his own.

"Demon Eyes of Destruction?" The warrior soul in Chatu's body was stirred again, trying to increase this demon's warrior power rapidly in a short time. While enduring the intense pain, Chatu twisted his injured waist to dodge these two beams.

Puff! Puff! The two streaks of heated light beams hit Chatu's body without hesitation. The power of the Demon Eyes of Destruction was much greater when the eyes were used by two soul-power warriors compared to when these warriors only had golden warrior hearts. The two beams penetrated Chatu's chest and left two wounds that were the sizes of two fists.

"How is this possible?" Chatu murmured as he looked in the direction where a strange suppression existed. At that moment, he could have dodged, but a strange bloodline power suddenly appeared.

Chatu's warrior power stopped increasing as if it were a toad that met a poisonous snake. In fact, it started to drop and weaken.

Half-Saint? At that moment, Chatu felt like his power almost dropped to peak Soul-Power Realm.

"A hydra bloodline warrior." Seeing Duren Burg's bloodline battle form, Chatu instantly understood why his warrior power weakened. The two of them were too close. If Chatu knew that a hydra bloodline warrior was standing so close, his guard would be much higher. If that were the case, when Duren Burg was unleashing his bloodline power, Chatu would have dodged the beams from the Demon Eyes of Destruction without being affected.

The difference between a half-saint and a warrior with peak golden warrior heart was too great. Although Duren Burg's bloodline was like the snake emperor, it should have no effect on a mystic snake bloodline warrior who was a half-saint.

If a baby snake emperor met a mature mystic snake, despite the difference in bloodline levels, the mature mystic snake was stronger and could kill the snake emperor.

Two beams from the Demon Eyes of Destruction penetrated Chatu's chest. Together with the injury that Qian Jin caused, these three severe injuries could make demons almost die instantly, greatly reducing Chatu's combat strength.

"You…"

Chatu's eyes opened wide in anger, but one dot of chilly light suddenly reflected in each of his eyes; it was Qian Jin's throwing knife!

The throwing knife flew in the air and radiated the destructive light that could take away lives, and it targeted the location between Chatu's brows.

"You want to kill me? You have to die with me!" Chatu roared in anger. All the warrior seals in his body exploded. In fact, even the warrior soul also shattered.

At that moment, the energy in Chatu's body even made the space shake. A few metal coffins in the area suddenly whined, and it seemed like the runes engraved on them woke from a long sleep as traces of magic energy fluctuation appeared on them.

When Chatu risked his life, he looked like a demon king. Under the strong warrior power, this demon actually flew toward the sky!

When Chatu risked everything, he broke through again and entered the real Half-Saint Realm; he could now fly in the sky!

Power! Power! Power! It seemed like unlimited power rolled and flowed in Chatu's body, and he could easily tear open space and enter the void.