Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

In their desperate situation, a vast power descended from the sky, enveloping the two of them simultaneously. Under the influence of the chains of laws, the surrounding void began to crystallize in a bizarre manner.

"What kind of power is this?" Looking at the huge changes around him, the Crimson Flame Demon King was shocked beyond words. He racked his brains but couldn't figure out what kind of power could materialize the void space. Could it be that a powerful demon lord personally took action?
"The art of spatial folding."

Song Changsheng saw through the essence of this power at a glance. The crystallized space around him was actually just a visual illusion. The reason for this phenomenon was that someone had repeatedly folded the space, causing the spatial barriers that maintained the stability of the space to overlap a lot, which eventually created the illusion of void crystallization.

He also knows the art of spatial folding, but he is far from being able to do it to this extent. It's like folding paper; it's easy at first, but the difficulty increases exponentially after five or six tries.

The other party may have only folded it one more time than him, but that one more fold makes a difference of twice as much.

If you accidentally get caught up in it, it may take several years or even decades to find a way out.

Such power far exceeds the limits of a Golden Core cultivator. Even if he condensed a false infant and opened the door to the [Great Dao of Space], he was still far from it. The person who launched the sneak attack clearly borrowed one or even more high-quality spatial artifacts.

The demon race is not skilled in any craft, and high-grade spatial artifacts are among the most difficult types of artifacts to forge. Given the resources of the six demon kingdoms along the Canglan River, they are unlikely to be able to produce one.

Even if they could afford it, it wouldn't be something an ordinary person could access.

Thinking of this, Song Changsheng already had the answer in his heart: this was the trump card that the demon race had prepared specifically for him.

It has to be said that this was indeed somewhat beyond his expectations. He originally thought it would be some kind of powerful and destructive method to lure him out and kill him in one blow, but judging from the current situation, the spatial artifacts in the opponent's hands do not seem to have any killing power. They are simply trying to trap him.

His divine sense spread out and he quickly discovered that the four pillars of light located in the east, west, south, and north were the source of four ten-foot-long silver-white iron pestles. Behind each iron pestle sat a fully armed masked warrior, whose surging demonic power was continuously poured into the iron pestle in front of him.

"Four top-tier demon kings, and they're even from the same clan."

Song Changsheng raised an eyebrow, even he had to marvel at the demon race's extravagance.

Four top-tier demon kings, plus four spatial attribute law treasures, would be a force capable of overwhelmingly changing the course of battle on any battlefield. Yet now they are only used to trap him. This treatment is truly comparable to that of a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

"Looks like you really want to kill me." Song Changsheng sneered, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings. "Why haven't you shown yourself at a time like this? Do you have a shameful face?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a violent fluctuation suddenly appeared in a certain space outside the spatial blockade. A heroic figure dressed in golden armor slowly emerged from it, saying in a calm tone but with excitement in his eyes, "Song Changsheng, we finally meet."

"I must say, you are really good at creating surprises."

I tried to lure you into making a move several times, but you always managed to defuse the situation quietly, and each time you ended up taking a small advantage of me.

I was forced to resort to this desperate measure.

I thought losing two or three demon kings would be the worst that could happen, but you killed nine of my generals in just half a day!

"Great, that's really great!"

By the end, the valiant man was practically gritting his teeth.

The loss of nine demon kings was nothing to him; as long as he could achieve his goal, he would accept the death of all of them.

His real anger stemmed from the fact that Song Changsheng's strength and counterattack were beyond his control, making him feel like he had been played.

Before the battle, he was confident that he had everything under control, but Song Changsheng slapped him hard with his actions, almost predicting all his plans in advance and turning the intelligence in his hands into a pile of waste paper.

He had never felt this way before, always being one step behind.

What angered him even more was that Song Changsheng, who had clearly fallen into his trap, didn't panic at all, not even flinch, as if it were all within his expectations.

"Song Changsheng, how do you feel about being in the deadly trap I've meticulously designed for you?"

"A dead end? You're that confident in your abilities?" Song Changsheng looked at him calmly, his tone as composed as ever.

Before he could answer, she suddenly chuckled and said, "Heh, that's true. With your status, you certainly have the right to be arrogant."

"It seems you already know what you're facing."

"Those who can send out four top-grade demon kings at the same time are all from major clans in the demon realm. If I'm not mistaken, the four below should be from the Silver Winged Dragon Sparrow clan."

The Silverwing Dragon Sparrow is a close guard clan under the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor. They are responsible for guarding the imperial city and are the most trusted confidants.

Your status is above theirs, yet you are not of the same race. Besides being a descendant of the Devouring Demon Emperor, is there any other possibility?

"To gain the attention of a demon king is truly an honor for me, Song."

Song Changsheng's last words came from the bottom of his heart. He had received a treatment that many Nascent Soul True Monarchs had never received, which was indeed an honor.

"I am Yin Jue, the seventh son of the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor. It is your honor to die by my hand." Yin Jue flipped his hand and summoned a halberd that exuded a strong and fierce aura, his tone extremely arrogant.

"The eldest son of the Demon Emperor."

Haha, what a powerful background. If you were truly capable, you wouldn't be in this mess today.

Four top-tier demon kings were present, and a complete set of spatial law treasures sealed off the space. Even so, they still had to use the lives of their subordinates as bait. If it weren't for the ancient oath as a restriction, you probably would have had to bring a demon lord as a protector as well.

He's ambitious but cowardly, yet he keeps calling himself the legitimate son of the Demon Emperor without feeling ashamed.

"If I were you, I would definitely hide my identity perfectly to avoid tarnishing the reputation of the Devouring Demon Emperor." Song Changsheng's tone was full of sarcasm. On the battlefield, any means are justifiable, but he really disdained the arrogant face of the other party who acted hypocritically.

Upon hearing this, Yan Jue sneered, "Song Changsheng, you don't need to provoke me with your words."

I admit you're very strong, and you're most likely to win in a one-on-one situation.

But this is a battlefield, not a ring. Only the victors are remembered; only the survivors are the winners!

"I underestimated you." Song Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly. He could sense that this was an extremely dangerous opponent.

"Even if you master the art of spatial travel, how much of it can you utilize within my spatial confinement?"

The halberd in Yin Jue's hand frantically absorbed the surrounding free spiritual energy, and the demonic energy on his body surged endlessly. For a moment, the world seemed to be shrouded in a layer of bloody aura.

Song Changsheng instantly understood his intention.

This set of spatial artifacts is indeed not lethal, at least it cannot be used to seal space. However, after the space has been folded, the spatial barrier has become very fragile. Its current stability is supported by that slight integrity.

At this point, as long as external force is used to break this balance, the folded spatial barrier will collapse instantly, directly forming a huge spatial black hole. All matter within the area will be drawn into the spatial turbulence, which is what people often call being banished to the void.

Below the Nascent Soul stage, aside from a few exceptionally gifted races, almost no living being can survive in that void space filled with spatial turbulence, devoid of life and spiritual energy. Yin Jue chose the simplest and most direct method to deal with him.

Not only did he see through the other party's intentions, but the Crimson Flame Demon King, who was also trapped, saw through Yin Jue's intentions as well, and immediately said urgently, "Your Highness, I am not yet free, I am not yet free!"

Unexpectedly, Yin Jue didn't even glance at him.

"Your Highness, I was just following your orders. I have completed my mission. You cannot do this."

"I am the frontline leader appointed by the Golden-Eyed Demon Lord. If I die, the Lord will surely hold me accountable."

Watching the Crimson Flame Demon King's hysterical roar, Song Changsheng felt a pang of sorrow for him. After he killed the Howling Sky Demon King, the Crimson Flame Demon King was second only to the Golden Eye Demon King in the Golden Eye Demon Kingdom. If he could make more contributions in the future, he might have a chance to break through to the fifth rank.

It's clear from the fact that the Golden-Eyed Demon Lord appointed him as the frontline leader that he was intentionally grooming him.

Unexpectedly, in Yin Jue's hands, he was merely a pawn that could be discarded at will.

Moreover, he would most likely die in vain, as the Golden-Eyed Demon Lord would not dare to punish the legitimate son of the Demon Emperor for his sake, and would even have to put on a smiling face and say that the plan was ingenious.

"go to hell!"

With a ferocious expression, Yin Jue unleashed a powerful slash of his halberd, a blood-red light that seemed to tear the heavens and earth apart, leaving a dark crack in the space it passed through.

"Click"

"Snap—"

Before the bloodshed even arrived, the repeatedly folded spatial barrier began to tremble violently, already on the verge of collapse.

Hearing the ear-piercing "crack" sound, the Crimson Flame Demon King was utterly desperate. He had no mind to pay attention to Song Changsheng anymore and went berserk, rampaging through the spatial cage.

But all of this was in vain; no matter how many times he banged his head against the wall and bled, it was all to no avail.

"What goes around comes around. You should have thought of this day the moment you set foot in Daqi," Song Changsheng said coldly.

Having clearly realized his fate, the Crimson Flame Demon King calmed down and sneered, "Do you think your situation is any different from mine?"

"If I die, my lord will protect my people; but if you die, the entire southwest will be reduced to ashes!"

"My situation is indeed not much different from yours, but you should walk the road to the underworld by yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Changsheng formed hand seals, and a massive phantom of the Heavenly Dao Tree appeared behind him. It was rooted in the void, reaching to the heavens and the earth. More than a dozen Dao flowers of different colors glowed with a hazy fluorescence, and branches spread out to support the huge canopy.

"Wow"

The Tai Chi Bagua diagram unfolded beside him, completely enveloping him.

"Wow—"

With a sharp, long cry, the [Night-Shining Divine Bird] transformed into a three-legged golden crow, spreading its fiery wings to shield his head.

"Om-"

"Great Divine Power [Flowers Bloom in an Instant]"

As the Daoist Domain unfolded, hundreds of golden lotuses emerged within it with a flick of Song Changsheng's finger, like lamps lit in the darkness.

"boom--"

The blood-red light crashed down, and the already exhausted spatial barrier collapsed instantly, squeezing and crumbling towards the center.

"Do not--"

The Crimson Flame Demon King let out a desperate howl. Unable to withstand the pressure from the spatial collapse, its body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist that was swallowed by the spatial rift.

Song Changsheng was also under immense pressure. The golden crow transformed from the Night-Shining Divine Bird only lasted a moment before being obliterated. The golden lotus within the Dao Domain was constantly bursting and reforming under the pressure of space, and the Tai Chi Bagua Diagram was also trembling violently.

But reassuringly, the Heavenly Tree behind him was like a stabilizing pillar, unshaken in the face of immense pressure, and its canopy even continued to spread outward, blocking most of the spatial turbulence.

Even so, Song Changsheng dared not be careless in the slightest, because the real danger was not the spatial collapse, but the void black hole formed after the collapse that was enough to devour everything.

If we were banished to the boundless void, even if we were lucky enough to survive, we wouldn't know where we would be exiled to, and then the southwest would be doomed.

Song Changsheng has experienced countless desperate situations over the past two hundred years, and the more difficult the situation, the clearer his mind becomes.

He knew where his chance of survival lay, and he was confident he could seize it.

"boom--"

The space completely collapsed, forming a void black hole with a diameter of over a hundred feet, which began to frantically devour everything around it and slowly spread outwards.

Yin Jue and the others had already escaped to a relatively safe area. He did not leave because he wanted to watch Song Changsheng be swallowed by the black hole.

Gradually, the smile on his face was replaced by shock, and he said incredulously, "This... how is this possible?"

In the very center of the void stood a towering tree radiating a hazy spiritual light. Its roots were firmly planted in the void, and endless power of the Great Dao surged from its flowers, forming an invisible barrier that firmly protected Song Changsheng under its canopy.

The four demon kings of the Silverwing Dragon Sparrow clan were also speechless with shock at this scene. Was this person truly at the same level as them?
The demon race's cultivation system does not have the concept of "false infant," but they know that Song Changsheng has mastered a power that does not belong to this realm.

When the void black hole stopped expanding and its devouring power began to slowly weaken, Song Changsheng gritted his teeth and used spatial teleportation. Under the protection of the Tongtian Dao Tree, he managed to escape the black hole's devouring range in one go.

She stumbled and almost fell headfirst from the air, but luckily she caught her breath and regained her balance.

Even he was struggling to withstand the terrifying drain brought by the void black hole from the Tongtian Dao Tree, but fortunately, he escaped unharmed.

Upon seeing this, the demons fell into a long silence.

"Order all the demon kings who have infiltrated to come immediately and surround and kill Song Changsheng!" Yin Jue gave the order with an icy expression, his words filled with madness.

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P.S.: Double update tomorrow. (End of this chapter)