I Might Be A Fake Cultivator Chapter 1265 - A Glimmer of Light

Chapter 1265: A Glimmer of Light

“Who’s there?!”

All of the elders roared angrily.

Everyone knew that their visitors were foes, not friends. After all, no friends would enter by blasting the door down.

“c.r.a.p, has our position been exposed?”

“Don’t worry. Our Dark Monarch is a Return to Void Final Stage mighty figure. Those cultivators will die before they get to spread the word!”

“Hehe, to think there are people foolish enough to invade our Divine Dark Dao Sect.”

All of the elders discussed spiritedly among themselves. The Dark Depravity Monarch sat on his throne with a nonchalant expression, as if this had nothing to do with him. There was no one in this world that dared to provoke him.

All of those that had provoked him were already dead.

Xiang Qingya shuddered, and she unconsciously refused the Dark Depravity Monarch’s blood essence as a hint of hope ignited in her heart. However, this was quickly snuffed out by logic.

The Dark Depravity Monarch was so terrifying, who could possibly save her?

“Um, which way to the Dark King Palace?”

A clear voice reverberated throughout the palace.

“Who is he? How does he know of the Dark King Palace?” All of the elders’ expressions s.h.i.+fted.

The Dark King Palace was a restricted area of the Divine Dark Dao Sect, which even their sect disciples knew nothing about.

In the next instant, a handsome man dressed in a white robe appeared with a woman in a jade dress.

The Dark Depravity Monarch wasn’t interested in them initially, but his eyes immediately lit up at the sight of the woman in the jade dress.

She was absolutely drop-dead gorgeous!

Her hair was like a smooth, black waterfall, and her figure was absolutely flawless. Her skin was as fair as snow, and her eyes were as bright as stars. Each and every one of her movements exuded a sense of holiness and pride.

This was the first time he had seen such a refined, regal woman.

The man in white furrowed his brows as if he had detected the Dark Depravity Monarch’s scorching eyes.

Before he had a chance to speak, the Dark Depravity Monarch spoke first, “That woman over there, you’re mine from this day forth! You are going to be my 999th wife! But don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you, and your position will be elevated to the top of my harem!”

All of the elders let loose cries of surprise.

The Dark Depravity Monarch was an extremely promiscuous man. The fact that he promised the highest position within his harem to this woman whom he had only seen for the first time indicated just how much he was attracted to her.

That made sense though. This woman’s looks and disposition outstripped any members of his harem!

In the face of the Dark Depravity Monarch’s lavish offer, the woman in the jade dress didn’t say anything. Instead, she was looking at him as if she were looking at an escaped mental asylum patient.

An Lin had already pulled out his Evil-Slaying Sword with a thunderous expression.

The Dark Depravity Monarch looked at An Lin with a disdainful expression. “A mere Soul Formation Stage cultivator dares to provoke me? Kneel down and kowtow to me, and I’ll give you a quicker death!”

All of the elders couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“Hmph! I was worried for a second there, but it’s just a Soul Formation Stage cultivator and a Soul Formation Stage dog! What impudence!”

“That woman isn’t too bad though. She can be the queen of the harem.”

“Hmph! It’s her honor to catch the eye of our Dark Monarch.”

“As for that man and that dog… It would be fun to try our torture techniques on them…”

All of the elders discussed with one another.

The Dark Depravity Monarch’s attention was focused entirely on the woman in the jade dress. As for those other two ants, they would be taken care of easily, so there was no need for him to pay any attention to them.

He released another drop of blood essence as he spoke with a scorching light in his eyes, “Woman, refine this drop of blood essence and sign a slave contract…”

Before he even had a chance to finish his sentence, gale-force winds suddenly blew toward him.

In the next instant, he was greeted by the sight of a fist approaching him at an alarming speed.

He was instantly struck by an extreme sense of danger.

There was no time to dodge!

Bam!

An earth-shattering boom erupted alongside the sound of bone and flesh being pulverized.

The Dark Depravity Monarch’s face caved in from the fist, and the skeletal throne behind him was pulverized as heaven and earth rocked violently.

Boom!

A ma.s.sive crater appeared in the ground.

Terrifying shockwaves erupted outward, almost razing the whole palace to the ground, and countless elders were blasted flying with astonishment etched on their faces.

Within the crater, the Dark Depravity Monarch lay with an expression of confusion and pain.

His face was completely crooked and unrecognizable, and blood was still gus.h.i.+ng from his mouth.

The man who had inflicted these wounds on him was a Soul Formation Stage cultivator!

What the f*ck kind of Soul Formation Stage cultivator was this?!

All of the other elders looked like they had seen ghosts. Wasn’t that the man they had disregarded as a mere ant? How did he manage to injure the Dark Depravity Monarch with just one punch?

That was the Dark Depravity Monarch!

He was the leader of the new Divine Dark Dao Sect and a Return to Void Final Stage mighty figure!

“Pieces of sh*t like you need to know your place! You’re l.u.s.ting for my dao partner? Why are you so keen on dying?” The man’s fist was still dripping with blood as he glowered at the dumbstruck Dark Depravity Monarch.

Xiang Qingya raised her head with incredulity etched on her deathly pale features.

The man before her was like an unreasonable glimmer of light that had torn a slit into the eternal darkness she was enshrouded by.

The more she looked at him, the more she was struck by a sense of familiarity.

She finally recalled the portrait that she had seen in the imperial palace and yelled in a trembling, excited voice, “An Lin! You’re An Lin?!”

Xiang Qingya’s animated voice echoed throughout the palace.

That’s right, the arrivals were none other than An Lin’s group.

“An Lin? Who’s that?” The Dark Depravity Monarch’s expression faltered slightly.

He had been secluded in this mountain for a long time and did not recognize that name.

However, one of the elders seemed to have recognized that name, and he yelled with a horrified expression, “Dark Monarch! An Lin is not someone to be messed with!”

At this moment, the second punch was already hurtling toward the Dark Depravity Monarch.

“Die!” The Dark Depravity Monarch flared up with rage as a dark green power of the divine dao, which was imbued with the power of death and decay, erupted toward An Lin.

However, crimson golden flames exploded on An Lin’s fist, and it tore through his power of the divine dao like an incandescent sun.

The fist crashed down with mountainous force upon the Dark Depravity Monarch’s chest right before his astonished eyes.

His chest caved in immediately, and all of his organs were instantly displaced.

Terrifying powers erupted forth as the Divine Flames incinerated everything while the monstrous force behind the fist annihilated everything in its path.

The palace that had been reinforced by special essence stones were instantly reduced to rubble!

Countless elders were knocked flying by the ensuing shockwaves as blood gushed out of their mouths.

A tiny fairy unleashed an enchantment barrier to protect Xu Xiaolan, Da Bai, and Xiang Qingya.

“You were dead from the moment you laid eyes on my dao partner.” An Lin was like a War G.o.d emerging from the flames as he looked down upon the Dark Depravity Monarch with unbridled arrogance.

The Dark Depravity Monarch was about to have a mental breakdown. He didn’t hold back his strength at all just then, but that Soul Formation Stage male cultivator had somehow managed to pulverize his power of the divine dao! It didn’t make any sense!

“I…” The Dark Depravity Monarch was just about to say something.

However, An Lin was not interested in hearing a dead man talk.

A third punch hurtled forth like lightning!