Chapter 867: Chapter 82: Don’t Mess with Me_2

A living example is right before our eyes.

Didn’t Ying Jie also fail to touch the Warfare Stele before? But this time, he comprehended it without any warning!

If Ying Jie can do it, maybe they can also have this luck?

Here, a trace of excitement quietly appeared in Ying Jie’s eyes.

Obviously, he also knew what astonishing fortune he had encountered.

In fact, he still felt a little inexplicable.

He had tried to comprehend the techniques on the Bloodstain Battle Monument several times before, but to no avail.

Gradually, he also gave up these unrealistic fantasies.

This time, it was because of the punishment from Shi Wu Demon Venerable that he had to come to guard the Sword Commanding Stage. Out of boredom, he took a few more glances at the Warfare Stele.

But just those few extra glances somehow drew his mind into the Bloodstain Battle Monument, like a vortex.

Then, he comprehended it.

It was like winning the lottery.

But he was quite shrewd and quickly concealed this excitement, expressing his gratitude:

“Thank you for your guidance, Demon Venerable.”

The Demon Venerable of Chi Venerable’s lineage nodded in satisfaction, looking around and loudly declaring once again, “You don’t need to be jealous. As I said, anyone who can comprehend the techniques of the Vast Wilderness Ancestor will receive the same attention!”

The crowd was filled with fervor, many people unconsciously began to try comprehending the Warfare Stele again.

“There is one thing you haven’t tried yet.” Just as the discussion heated among the crowd, the deep voice of Shi Wu Demon Venerable sounded.

Ying Jie was taken aback.

Shi Wu Demon Venerable looked into the distance, his gaze fixed on the center of the Sword Commanding Stage, on that Clan-Quelling Divine Arm of the War Demon Clan.

At this moment, everyone realized.

Yes, since Ying Jie had comprehended the Vast Wilderness techniques, he should attempt to control the Clan-Quelling Divine Arm left by Mangcang Demon Venerable, the ‘Demonic Sword’.

Even though, up until now, the ‘Demonic Sword’ had remained untouchable, like an ice queen.

Compared to the fourteen people before who had also comprehended the techniques, Ying Jie didn’t seem to have anything particularly outstanding.

But who knows?

Even a plain man could win the favor of an unattainable goddess.

Such things depend on chemistry.

Ying Jie’s heart couldn’t help but heat up at this moment.

To say he had no hopes of controlling the ‘Demonic Sword’ would be a lie.

“The Goddess”, who doesn’t love her? Who wouldn’t want to possess her?

“Go give it a try,” said the Demon Venerable of Chi Venerable’s lineage.

The Demon Lord Hong Lie cast an encouraging glance.

“I’ll give it a try then,” Ying Jie said.

“Go ahead,” said Shi Wu Demon Venerable.

Ying Jie nodded solemnly and walked towards the Sword Commanding Stage.

Once again, all eyes focused on him.

As his steps reached the edge of the Sword Commanding Stage.

The six Warfare Steles simultaneously glowed, and a mysterious divine power emerged from the steles.

Then, the divine power flowed from the steles to the ground, resembling thunder as it spread layer by layer across the floor.

On the ground, intricate Secret Patterns emerged timely, and the divine power, like water in a ravine, flowed through the patterns, illuminating the entire Sword Commanding Stage.

Ying Jie took another step forward, firmly stamping on the glowing ground.

Ripples spread outward from where Ying Jie stepped.

Ignoring the changes underfoot, his eyes fixated intensely on the floating ‘Demonic Sword’ not far away, swallowing nervously, his heart filled with tension, his expression solemn.

“Can I do it?”

In theory, it was highly unlikely, given that no one had succeeded so far.

But everyone has this flaw in them, always believing they are special–others can’t do it, but that doesn’t mean I can’t.

Ying Jie thought the same.

Step by step, he approached the center of the Sword Commanding Stage.

“Is it talking to me?”

As he drew closer, Ying Jie suddenly felt a wave of sensation coming from the ‘Demonic Sword’, as if it were communicating with him.

He became excited all at once, his face unconsciously reddening.

“Could it be that I’m the chosen one?”

“It must be. None of the fourteen predecessors who comprehended the Warfare Stele before me ever mentioned the ‘Demonic Sword’ releasing any wave of sentiment toward them.”

“In other words, only I have moved the ‘Demonic Sword’.” With this thought, every pore in his body stood on end, and he trembled uncontrollably with excitement.

He continued to approach.

The wave of sentiment from the ‘Demonic Sword’ became increasingly clear.

Ying Jie could feel that the sword was also very excited, eagerly “calling” to him.

“It must be extremely satisfied with me, otherwise, it wouldn’t be this emotional!”

Suppressing his excitement, he quickened his pace, covering the remaining distance to the ‘Demonic Sword’ in three to five steps.

Without any hesitation, driven by immense excitement, beautiful dreams of future success, and overwhelming pride and confidence, he reached out to grab the handle of the ‘Demonic Sword’.

“I am the chosen new master of the Demonic Sword, the future invincible Demon Venerable!”

However, just as his fingertips were three or four centimeters away from the handle, an immense wave suddenly erupted from the body of the ‘Demonic Sword’.

This wave carried overwhelming majesty, like a king gazing down at his subjects, exuding a presence that shook his very soul.

An invisible force instantly descended, like a shockwave, impacting his body