Sixth-Order Destruction Sword Intent

"No matter what, they are enemies, not friends. How can I escape?"

The Mantis Demon King, transformed into an aberrant Bloodfiend King by chaotic will and blood-red aura, had already left Ye Chen helpless. Now, with a human king who appeared several times stronger than even the Mantis Demon King added to the mix, this was truly deadly. He could not escape, nor could he win. He was almost at the end of the road.

Of course, if Ye Chen summoned the Primal Emperor Image, he could solve the problem.

But Ye Chen had no intention of doing so. If he summoned the Primal Emperor Image every time he encountered danger, there would be no point in tempering himself. The Primal Emperor Image could help him for a while, but not for a lifetime. If one wished to pursue ultimate strength, one could only rely on oneself and could not place hope in others.

"Even in a situation with nine chances of death and one of survival, I have to fight with my own strength. Perhaps I can achieve a breakthrough. If it truly comes to the moment of certain death, it will not be too late to summon the Primal Emperor Image then."

What Ye Chen was doing carried enormous risk to his life. Perhaps he would be killed before he even had the chance to summon the Primal Emperor Image. But if he wanted to stand at the summit, he had to grow accustomed to situations balanced on the line between life and death.

Atop the mountain.

"So be it. This Spiritual Thought-form of mine possesses one-third of my true body's combat strength. Killing a little fellow comparable to an early-stage king should not be difficult."

The figure wore a mask, concealing his features. He took one step