Chapter 1090: Chapter 1090

"Young master, what do you mean by this? Does this Ancient Giant Monkey have some special divine skills?" the black-robed elder on the left asked.

"Hmph! While an adult Ancient Giant Monkey possesses formidable combat strength and a variety of incredible divine skills, in front of me, it can only be considered average! It’s not worth the effort for me to come here!" the young master arrogantly replied.

"Young master, could it be the young Ancient Demon Monkey in your arms?" the black-robed elder on the left asked again.

"Of course! This is no ordinary demon monkey, much less any common demonic beast! The young Ancient Demon Monkey’s whole body is a treasure! If we slay it and consume it within a day, we might inherit its legacy and gain heaven-defying divine skills! If luck is on our side, we might even inherit its bloodline!"

"By then, I will breakthrough without any bottleneck into the Overlord Realm of the Luotian Realm! Otherwise, if there weren’t such benefits, why would I expend so much effort to seize this Ancient Demon Monkey?" the young master sneered.

"Young master, what should we do now?" the black-robed elder on the right asked.

"Hmph! As the next successor of the Nether Pool Sword Sect, being besieged by a group of demonic beasts is a disgrace!"

"Moreover, if we are surrounded by these beasts, where can we break through? There are powerful demonic beasts everywhere — flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water. Where can we break through? We’ll likely be slaughtered by these beasts before we even get out!"

"Furthermore, when have we of the Nether Pool Sword Sect ever been afraid of anyone? Or any demonic beast? Since they wish for death, I will oblige them! So many demonic beasts, their Demon Cores are treasures, and along with their flesh and pelts, they are worth my effort!" the young master said coldly.

"Young master, just us alone to kill these tens of thousands of beasts seems a bit challenging!" the black-robed elder on the left worriedly said.

"Hmph! Elder Ming Jian and Elder Ming Qiang, if I assist you with the Sword Talisman of our Nether Pool Sword Sect, do you have the confidence to kill the tens of thousands of beasts outside?" the young master asked.

"What? Young master, you actually brought the Sword Talisman?" Elder Ming Jian and Elder Ming Qiang exclaimed in surprise.

"Hmph! The Sword Talisman is the most supreme inheritance of my Nether Pool Sword Sect and is always worn by the Sect Master. Although I am the designated successor, I do not yet qualify to have it! However, this young master has in hand a crude imitation Sword Talisman, crafted by an ancestor in my sect. Before departing, the Sect Master entrusted this imitation Sword Talisman to me!" the young master said proudly.

"May I ask, young master, how powerful is this imitation Sword Talisman? Can it have half the power of a complete Sword Talisman?" Elder Ming Jian asked.

"No! It has only thirty percent power!" the young master replied.

"Hmm? Thirty percent power? Young master, if it only has thirty percent power, that’s somewhat troublesome!" Elder Ming Qiang said heavily.

"But what if we add our sect’s replica Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect Formation?" the young master proudly stated.

"What? Young master, you also have our sect’s replica Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect Formation in hand?" Elder Ming Jian and Elder Ming Qiang exclaimed in surprise.

"Of course! Look at who I am — with the replica Formation in hand, what’s the big deal? If the situation weren’t so urgent, I would have brought the complete array here!" the young master said.

"If there is the Sword Talisman and the Formation to assist, rest assured, young master, even if there are hundreds of thousands of beasts, they are beneath our notice!" Elder Ming Jian declared dominantly.

"That’s good then!" the young master said. Content orıginally comes from 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩•𝗳𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝕟𝕖𝕥

With that, he patted his waist and took out a golden Sword Talisman and a palm-sized Sword Array disc, handing them to Elder Ming Jian and Elder Ming Qiang, both late Luotian Realm overlords.

"Everyone with me! Charge and slay all these blind beasts!!!" Elder Ming Jian commanded murderously.

"Yes, Elder!" the disciples of the Nether Pool Sword Sect respectfully responded.

As his words fell, the black protective shield opened, revealing a gap through which Elder Ming Jian and Elder Ming Qiang, leading over forty elite sect members, swiftly surged out.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!!!"

Seeing the group of people surge out, the Ancient Giant Monkey’s eyes flashed fiercely, wielding a monstrous iron rod as thick as a basketball, creating a monstrous gust of wind, slashing toward the group.

The rod’s path was trailed by a series of explosions in the air, causing the environment to quake, the massive pressure seemingly opening up the heavens and earth anew.

"Hmph! Leave this Ancient Giant Monkey to me. Ming Qiang, you deal with the other dozen or so overlord-level beasts. As for the other disciples, , and you collect the treasures!" Elder Ming Jian instructed coldly.

"Yes, Elder Ming Jian!"

Ming Qiang and the surrounding Nether Pool Sword Sect disciples responded.

Seeing the massive black iron rod coming closer, so near that the clear patterns on the rod were visible, menacing, and terrifying!!!

"Hmph! Just a little iron rod, and it dares to act rampant in front of this elder? Get lost!" Elder Ming Jian scoffed dismissively.

The boundless black True Qi frantically poured into the golden Sword Talisman in his hand.

The golden Sword Talisman shook, releasing a monstrous pressure, spinning into a three-zhang large golden greatsword.

Elder Ming Jian, holding the golden greatsword with both hands, gave a low roar: "Slash!"

The three-zhang large golden greatsword domineeringly slashed through the air, vacuuming everything, cutting terrifyingly toward the monstrous black iron rod, as if to slice it completely in half!!!

The black iron rod and the golden greatsword clashed violently, creating a powerful blast sweeping in all directions.

The Ancient Giant Monkey and Elder Ming Jian both staggered backward several steps before stopping.

A beast and a man, their eyes flashing fiercely, charged at each other once more.

Zhang Xiaohao lazily sat atop a giant boulder, observing the battle below.

Seeing the black iron rod seemingly about to pierce a huge hole in the world, he was truly shaken inside.

Subsequently, the golden greatsword wielded by Elder Ming Jian further challenged his understanding.