Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 157, Huang Lei

"I know you have a secret technique, as long as you help me catch up to the young man in white ahead and kill him, I can give you half of the contents in his storage ring."

The burly man shouted loudly. Wind formed at his feet, blowing against his face. His clothing fluttered in the wind. Though his speed wasn’t slow, at this rate, the gap between him and Chu Ming would only widen.

Feng Shang remained indifferent, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

"Do you still doubt my honesty, Huang Lei?"

Seeing Feng Shang ponder, Huang Lei grew anxious and spoke again, directly bringing up his character.

Hearing this, Feng Shang felt disdain in his heart. Having lingered around the exit of the Blood Demon Sea for years, who still had any integrity to speak of? Moreover, many of Huang Lei’s deeds were rumored near the Blood Demon Sea, making Feng Shang even more cautious.

"Alright."

In the end, Feng Shang compromised. Without Huang Lei, even if he caught up to Chu Ming, he might not be a match. Besides, even if Huang Lei suddenly attacked, he could leave safely due to his speed.

Swish!

Feng Shang pointed with his finger, and a strand of blue silk flew from his hand. As it floated in the air, it tightly circled around Huang Lei. With the addition of the blue silk, Huang Lei’s speed doubled instantly, though it was still insufficient to catch up to Chu Ming ahead.

"Grab my sleeve!"

Feng Shang swung his gray robe, and a long gray sleeve flapped loudly through the air, cutting through layers of air waves, appearing in front of Huang Lei.

A flash of ferocity appeared in Huang Lei’s eyes. He swiftly extended his right hand, grabbing the gray sleeve tightly. With a forceful grip, his muscles bulged, and his entire strength erupted in an instant.

"Clear Wind Technique!"

While flying through the air, Feng Shang muttered to himself. Behind him, a green, phantom-like figure suddenly appeared. Though faceless, the surrounding Wind Realm was extremely dense, nearly becoming tangible.

Boom!

With the addition of the Clear Wind Technique, Feng Shang’s speed soared, doubling in an instant. The air around them exploded with the intense momentum, and Huang Lei felt the surge of speed, a flicker of excitement in his eyes.

In this world, besides the normal cultivation techniques and martial skills, there existed various secret techniques. These were bizarre and peculiar, some perhaps lacking attack power, yet excelling in specific fields. For example, the Clear Wind Technique wasn’t famous among secret techniques, but it greatly enhanced speed, especially for martial artists who had comprehended the Wind Realm.

Technically, Chu Ming’s cultivation of the Blood Killing Fist was also a type of secret technique. It could increase a martial artist’s attack power by consuming their vitality, though Chu Ming had never used it.

Whoosh!

The wind howled incessantly beside him. His white robe fluttered, and using his peripheral vision, Chu Ming glanced back. His expression wavered slightly.

"They must be using some kind of secret technique!"

Chu Ming’s gaze fixed on the green shadow behind Feng Shang. His speed at full effort had already surpassed an average True Dao Fifth Layer martial artist, yet he still couldn’t shake off the two behind him. This could only be the explanation.

In a matter of breaths, the distance between the three shrunk to within a hundred meters. Ahead lay a plain, surrounded by vast wild grass, devoid of any human traces, littered with scattered stones.

"Blade Pattern Array!"

A flash of coldness appeared in Huang Lei’s eyes. The long saber on his back shot out violently, blasting the surrounding air waves repeatedly. Hundreds of Sword Forces erupted from his long saber, interweaving layer upon layer, instantly sealing off the surrounding space.

Puff, puff, puff...

Though these sword lights weren’t strong, they were densely packed. Within a glance, the hundred-meter range was covered in a maze of sharp Sword Auras, blocking Chu Ming’s path.

Swoosh!

The Blue Red Sword swung, and dazzling sword lights burst forth. In this world, it seemed as if everything had become a realm of Sword Auras.

Puff, puff, puff...

Sparks flew. The Sword Aura of the Blue Red Sword instantly cleared all the surrounding Sword Forces, the space cleared. Chu Ming did not dash forward again; instead, he stood still, his eyes calm as he looked at the two.

"Kid, you’re pretty strong!"

Huang Lei said coldly, holding his long saber horizontally, indicating a readiness to strike. At the same time, the Sword Intent around him fully released, the violent Sword Intent ravaging the ground, leaving deep scars.

"Why waste so many words? If you want my storage ring, come and take it!"

Chu Ming spoke indifferently, facing the two before him. Huang Lei was a True Dao Fourth Layer martial artist but had comprehended Sword Intent. He wasn’t comparable to the usual True Dao Fourth Layer martial artists Chu Ming had encountered before; most of them couldn’t withstand even a single move from Huang Lei.

As for the gray-robed elder beside him, the Wind Realm around him was extremely dense. Chu Ming understood that the reason the two had caught up to him was likely because the gray-robed elder had used a secret technique.

The elder himself wasn’t very strong, but if he wanted to leave, no one could stop him.

"I want not only your storage ring but also your life!"

Huang Lei said coldly, his long saber slashing horizontally. His body stepped forward with his right foot, and an unstoppable force erupted.

Swoosh!

The Sword Aura burst forth as Huang Lei’s feet hit the ground. His body shot forward, approaching Chu Ming, the intense wind blowing against his rough face, appearing incredibly sinister.

Swish!

Chu Ming lightly drew his sword, and the approaching Sword Aura shattered instantly. Countless Sword Forces shot in all directions, the space exploding and engulfing everything around.

Feng Shang didn’t intervene. He wasn’t a fool. In the battle before him, he couldn’t interfere. Any random attack could either kill or seriously injure him. Moreover, he was conserving his spiritual power.

Between the two of them, no matter who won or lost, he would be the one to clean up.

Chu Ming’s sword moved erratically, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Although he hadn’t grasped the concept of the Realm of Speed, his comprehension of Sword Dao had reached an apex, capable of creating illusions in space.

Swish!

A sword strike piercing through layers of space, reaching Huang Lei’s left side. Huang Lei remained composed, his long saber striking fiercely, each attack targeting Chu Ming’s weak points. Moreover, he had comprehended the Earth Blade Intent, which contained immense power. Chu Ming’s wrist went numb after taking a single hit.

Bang, bang, bang!

The wind and sand rose in the air. Amidst it, two extreme gleams of light flickered, breaking through the waves. Chu Ming swung his sword, the light enveloping the entire surrounding space. The air divided completely, and the wind and sand were annihilated.

Huang Lei was formidable. At this moment, he also knew that Chu Ming wasn’t easy to deal with. By himself, he couldn’t take down Chu Ming in a short period. Yet, he was unwilling to give up, caught in a moment of intense inner conflict.