Chapter 896: Smoke from the seven orifices
The Tiandao Sect and Pan Huang were not very satisfied, because most of the luck in the Luck Lake had been plundered by Zhang Qian, and they could only snatch the remaining part.

"Just wait for me. When I achieve a breakthrough in swordsmanship one day, I will come to kill you one by one and plunder all your luck!"

After a period of madness, the Sword-Eating Ancestor found that he could not do anything to the three turtle shells, so he immediately gave up the idea of ​​continuing to attack. Instead, he fell into the Luck Lake, which had already run dry, and began to collect the power of luck in the lake.

The funny thing is, this lake of luck originally belonged to him, but he insisted on seeking death by opening up the Holy Pond of Luck in broad daylight in front of the people of the world. If he had quietly drawn the luck of Heaven and set up a large formation in advance to conceal the noise of his drawing the luck of Heaven, these changes would not have happened. When he condensed the terrifying luck he had drawn into the Holy Pond of Luck in the large formation and reappeared at that time, the Heavenly Demon Palace he established would immediately become the number one sect in this world, overwhelming the Nine Heavens Sect and the Ten Emperors Family.

Unfortunately, after the Sword-Devouring Ancestor's swordsmanship broke through to the realm of Half-Step One Sword Establishment, he became arrogant and caused such a huge commotion. He even threatened to annihilate the Nine Heavens Sect and the Ten Emperors Family, and publicly attracted a vast ocean of luck. Isn't this obviously telling the people of the world to hurry and grab it?

He overestimated his own ability. No matter how powerful the sword is, it is not omnipotent. How can there be an omnipotent way in the universe?
The reason why Zhang Qian dared to open the Holy Pool of Luck in public before was, firstly, because the luck he attracted was not that scary, and most importantly, once his quadruple layer of defense was opened, who could break through his layers of defense and snatch away his luck?

Understanding this point, Tiandao Sect and Pan Huang did not show up in person, but only sent their men to make a show of it.

The Sword-Eating Ancestor is different. This monster's attacking power is almost invincible, but his ability to protect himself and his life is mediocre, and he cannot protect his own luck at all.

Just like now, even though the Sword-Devouring Ancestor went crazy and used his sword skills to attack, he was unable to break through the defenses of the three people and could only watch his luck being taken away.

The Sword-Eating Ancestor joined the ranks of plundering luck, and the luck in the Luck Lake decreased even faster.

The more the Sword-Devouring Ancestor thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. The more he thought about it, the more he had the urge to destroy the world and recreate the earth, fire, water and wind. This infinite fortune originally belonged to him, but now he could only pick up some leftovers. Is this justice?
Unfortunately, no matter how aggrieved he was, he had to hold it in. He just glanced at the three people with red eyes and murderous intent, while collecting the little remaining power of luck.

The speed of condensing the Holy Pool of Luck is related to the amount of luck that is attracted. It took a very long time for the vast lake of luck to condense into the Holy Pool of Luck. But now the luck collected by the Sword-Devouring Ancestor is not as much as the luck that Zhang Qian attracted when he opened up the Biyou Palace.

Bang!
The bottomless Luck Lake dissipated with a loud bang, and all the luck was divided up. This time, the Sword-Devouring Ancestor was relieved. With just a thought, he condensed the Holy Luck Pool, but this Holy Luck Pool was pitifully small.

Looking at the holy pool of luck in his palm, the Sword-Devouring Ancestor became more and more angry, and he had an urge to pierce this small holy pool with a sword.

Zhang Qian, Tiandao Zong and Pan Huang had different expressions. Zhang Qian had a smiling face and looked very satisfied. Although Tiandao Zong and Pan Huang did not show it, their eyes became very satisfied.

Seeing the looks of the three people, the Sword-Devouring Ancestor gritted his teeth and trembled. His Heavenly Demon Palace has now been successfully established, but he has gathered billions of demons in the boundless wilderness, and the Holy Pool of Luck he has condensed now is not as good as those of ordinary eternal sects. This gap makes him full of hatred.

Among them, Zhang Qian cared least about the hatred towards the Sword Devouring Ancestor, because he was not afraid of the Sword Devouring Ancestor's revenge. There were only a few people in his Biyou Palace? At most, he could just leave with a scroll of the Mountain and River State Map. The Tiandao Sect was different from Panhuang. They had countless subordinates and their influence spread across the thirty-six states. If the Sword Devouring Ancestor wanted to take revenge, it was unknown how much terrible damage he would cause to them.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qian took a step back quietly without saying a word. While watching the fun, he began to think.

"Strange, the last time the Tiandao Sect fought with the Sword Devouring Ancestor, the innate creature that appeared in his Nine-Aperture Creation Fetus had one arm cut off, suffering heavy losses. It hasn't been long since then, and the innate creature in the fetus has not only recovered, but also turned into a three-headed, six-armed creature. Its defensive power can even block all of the sword energy of the Sword Devouring Ancestor. Could it be that this guy from the Tiandao Sect contacted Taihuangtian and asked Taihuangtian to speed up the growth of the innate creature in the Nine-Aperture Creation Fetus?"

Just as Zhang Qian was thinking, the Sword Devouring Ancestor pointed at Zhang Qian and the others, trembling all over, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm… I'm so angry! You… You're not worthy of being human! You're presumptuous to be powerful!"

This roar was so miserable that anyone who heard it would lose their voice and anyone who saw it would cry. Unfortunately, no one sympathized with him. Countless cultivators in the Thirty-Six States were gloating over his misfortune, or even secretly cursing, wondering why the Sword-Eating Ancestor did not die at the hands of Zhang Qian and others.

It's not that the powerful cultivators in the world look down on the Sword-Devouring Ancestor. No one dares to look down on him. It's just that the Heavenly Demon Palace that the Sword-Devouring Ancestor wants to build is too terrifying. It controls a huge force that controls billions of demons in the boundless wilderness. If it encounters a catastrophe, it is unknown what kind of horrible catastrophe it will cause. No one wants to see the Sword-Devouring Ancestor succeed.

"Humph, this catastrophe is a catastrophe for our human race. You, a demon, have no right to interfere. From today on, the Thirty-Six States are the forbidden areas of your Heavenly Demon Palace. If you cross the line, I may have to issue an order to the whole world to slay the demons!"

Tiandao Zong's tone was icy as he directly scolded him. He now saw through the Sword-Devouring Ancestor's true colors. This demon's swordsmanship was indeed unparalleled, and his killing power was terrifying. However, the other party did not have any magical powers to protect himself and his life, and his weaknesses were too obvious. Now that the innate life in his Nine-Aperture Creation Embryo had made another breakthrough, he was invincible against the Sword-Devouring Ancestor. The fear he had for him before had long disappeared. If it were not for the fear that the Sword-Devouring Ancestor would go crazy and retaliate against his own Jiutian Sect, Tiandao Zong might have ignored the Sword-Devouring Ancestor.

Hearing what Tiandao Sect said, the Sword Devouring Ancestor, who was shaking with anger, suddenly stopped. He laughed strangely a few times and said in a harsh voice: "Emperor Zunhuang was defeated by me back then, and I can take whatever I want from all the sword cultivators in the world. You actually want me to stay away from the boundless wilderness? Very good, I will not let any of you three go. I will become your most terrible nightmare!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Sword-Devouring Ancestor disappeared without a trace with a flash of sword light. However, the faces of Tiandao Zong and Pan Huang darkened. They both understood the meaning of the Sword-Devouring Ancestor's words and knew that they would face a terrifying enemy next.

The Sword-Devouring Ancestor was also smart. He did not give the Tiandao Sect and Pan Huang any chance to trap him again, and left as soon as he said he would.

"He is nothing but a clown. Such a demon is not destined to be defeated. He will go against the will of heaven and eventually die!"

Pan Huang made a sarcastic sound, without even looking at Tiandao Zong and Zhang Qian, and the chessboard of the Starry World turned and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)