The legendary warrior

Chapter 1139 The Road To A Spiritual Emperor

"Ha-ha, that's a relief for me." Ricky smiled.

"Queenie, we can't delay anymore. Hurry up and refine what you need. Since Sawyer is absent, you have one less rival in the fight for the grand humanoid evil tree, but I am sure that the devil race will get involved too. I'm afraid things will be more serious than we imagined."

"I know. Give me half of the fruit now," she said impatiently. Meanwhile, the Dragon Intent Grass nudged Ricky telepathically and said, "Hey, Ricky, if you can't win Queenie's heart in the future, it will be a shame that you let this chick boss you around every time." "Dragon Intent Grass, instead of wasting your time teasing me, you might as well pray that the talented disciples of the devil race who have come this time won't succeed,"

Ricky responded sharply. "Ha-ha, but are you really going to give half of this Glazed Fruit to her?

You know, it's not something that a humanoid evil flower's heart can compare with." The Dragon Intent Grass laughed in amusement, finding it funny that it managed to irritate Ricky.

"I won't just give her half of it. I'll give her three-fourths," Ricky declared to its surprise.

"Wait—what?" replied the Dragon Intent Grass with much disbelief.

It didn't mean to persuade Ricky to give her more.

But after a short silence, the Dragon Intent Grass understood Ricky's purpose. It sighed, "Oh, Ricky, I feel ashamed in front of you. I didn't expect you to be so generous."

After that, Ricky split the Glazed Fruit into two parts. One part was one-fourth, while the other was three-fourths. He kept the one-fourth part for himself, and then he gave the other three-fourths to Queenie.

Like the Dragon Intent Grass, Queenie was astonished by his generosity.

Even though she explicitly asked Ricky for half of the fruit, she would be happy to receive even a smaller portion. For such a precious treasure, even one-fifth of the fruit would have satisfied her!

Besides, Ricky was not obligated to give her a portion of the Glazed Fruit, and if he decided to keep everything to himself, she couldn't have done anything about it.

But unexpectedly, Ricky gave her three-fourths of the total.

Queenie didn't think he did that just because she was good-looking, because what happened before had proved that a girl's beauty would never bewitch Ricky. Otherwise, he would have been at her beck and call from the beginning.

She narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously and asked, "Are you mocking me? Or are you giving me more out of pity?"

"You think too much. If it weren't for the devil race, my personality would have persuaded me to give you only one-fourth," Ricky replied.

"The devil race has now entered the human devils' ancestral land, which means that this matter is not about the human devil race alone. As a creature from the continent, I also have a responsibility to put a stop to this. But it's difficult for me to make a breakthrough right now, even if I refine the whole fruit.

On the other hand, you will benefit a lot from this fruit. Three-fourths of it will be enough for you to break through to the two-star lower spiritual emperor and consolidate your strength, and you will be more helpful to me that way."

Queenie fell silent as she processed Ricky's words.

Once again, he had proven himself unique and extraordinary. Every time she thought she knew everything about him, Ricky kept proving her wrong. She didn't want to admit it, but she privately thought that he was a remarkable man.

Queenie frowned, turning her thoughts away from Ricky and back to the matter at hand. The eight clans of the human devil race may have already found out that the devil race had entered their ancestral land. She was sure that none of the human devils wanted to fight against the devil race, as they were all absorbed in the grand humanoid evil tree.

And so was Queenie.

In fact, there were too few creatures of the human devil race and also few warriors from the continents who were really against the devil race. For countless eras, the reason why they united to fight against the devil race was that they had come to a dead end.

If the devil race were less powerful, the so-called union would instantly collapse.

'If the creatures on the four continents all hate the devil race the same as Ricky does, maybe the devil race would have been exterminated long ago, ' Queenie thought to herself.

Ricky was indeed powerful, and he was the only incredible demi-spiritual emperor over the eras.

Queenie admired him, but her admiration for him was not from her heart.

But after seeing Ricky's generosity and hearing his reasoning, she began to admire him from the bottom of her heart now. "Ricky, there are few creatures like you on the whole continent," she praised him sincerely.

"Ha-ha, it's my honor to receive your praise," responded Ricky. He smiled at her widely, warmed by the fact that they were getting along, which very rarely happened.

"Okay, I'll take it," she said excitedly, much to Ricky's amusement. "Very good. This is for you," he said, handing her three-fourths of fruit.

Queenie didn't waste any time.

As soon as she got hold of the Glazed Fruit, she began to cultivate in seclusion.

As soon as she was settled, Ricky went off to do the same.

"I hope your faith road can make you a spiritual emperor," the Dragon Intent Grass murmured seriously. Soon, Ricky put the rest of the Glazed Fruit in the Devourer Zone for refinement.

He intended to use all the energy after the refinement to strengthen his corporeal body and soul.

His cultivation level had already reached its peak, so what he needed to do now was to transform his corporeal body into a ruling body, and his soul into a ruling soul.

As for the power of faith, he would absorb it from the creatures that believed in him in the Divine Manor and the two major lands.

Although he was in the ancestral land of the human devils now, Ricky could clearly feel that he absorbed the power of faith from the creatures that believed in him in the two major lands. This was one of the wonders of the power of faith.

At this moment, Ricky started in three aspects.

Not only was the energy of the refined Glazed Fruit the purest, but it also contained extensive ruling power. Ricky's corporeal body and soul would undoubtedly be wholly enhanced upon absorbing this energy.

And as for faith, he used the power of faith that he had absorbed to transform the rules again. And then he triggered the heavenly doom and broke through it to make him a spiritual emperor.

Thus, Ricky began the process of becoming a spiritual emperor in full concentration.

He spent a whole month in this stage until he finally reached the level of triggering the doom in these three aspects.

"Are you ready? If you fail, this heavenly doom will pulverize you into dust," the Dragon Intent Grass warned.

"I've been waiting for this day too long," replied Ricky. "Whether my incredible road is a success or not and whether I will live or die, I have to face it now.

I will have to confront it anyway, so why should I prolong it? Regardless if it's the five-colored Thunderstroke Doom or not, I will face it head-on.

Otherwise, all my efforts over the years would be in vain. And it would be just a joke that I became the incredible demi-spiritual emperor.

Only when I am a spiritual emperor can I really step on the road to be a mighty warrior.

I have to be brave if I want to be a spiritual emperor," Ricky added lengthily.

"Dragon Intent Grass, if I don't come back in half a day, you and Evil Mandragora use the Divine Manor to leave by following Queenie secretly," he also instructed.

Then, between one breath and the next, he leapt out of the humanoid evil flower garden and left the Divine Manor and the Dragon Intent Grass behind.

In midair, Ricky no longer suppressed his internal power.

He immediately released the ruling power of the three aspects: his corporeal body, soul, and absorbed faith.

Boom!

The moment that he released the power, a loud rumble echoed through the void, and triple Thunderstroke Dooms suddenly appeared. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

The ancestral land of the human devils suddenly grew morose, as the intimidating view of the Thunderstroke Dooms attracted the attention of the creatures that had entered the territory.

The auras and powers of the Thunderstroke Dooms were different and obviously aimed at Ricky's corporeal body, soul, and power of faith, respectively.

"From ancient times to the present, I must be the first one to go through these alone," Ricky uttered in a low voice, summoning all his power to confront the Thunderstroke Dooms.