Wu Dong: I, Lin Langtian, will not play a supporting role

"Chichi!"

The black-gold beam of light that shot out from the Golden Spirit Wheel Mirror seemed to be branded onto the body of the giant demonic serpent, causing it to shriek.

Under the illumination of the black and gold beam, the giant serpent's body seemed to gradually melt away, eventually transforming into a pitch-black heart, which was sealed within the surface of the Golden Spirit Wheel Mirror.

"It seems you succeeded," Aunt Ling said with a light laugh.

"Hmm, the Golden Spirit Wheel Mirror seems to have the power to seal these demons. This Demon Heart no longer has a physical form and is only acting on instinct, so it has no power to resist, which is why it was able to proceed so smoothly."

Lin Langtian smiled, and then with a wave of his hand, the Demonic Heart flew out from the mirror and hovered in front of him.

Looking at the jet-black heart in his hand, Lin Langtian couldn't help but smile. He had finally obtained the most crucial material for refining the Heart of Battle Intent.

“This place is teeming with demonic energy and has abundant resources, making it an ideal location for you to refine your Battle Intent Demon Heart,” Aunt Ling suggested.

Upon hearing this, Lin Langtian looked around at the dense, viscous demonic energy surrounding him and then nodded.

If someone else were to refine the Heart of Battle Intent, they would obviously need to stay away from places rich in demonic energy to avoid the evil energy from entering their body, and they would also need to purify the demonic energy contained in the Heart of Battle Intent as much as possible.

But Lin Langtian is different. He is capable of controlling evil energy and also carries a demonic embryo. It can be said that this place is a treasure land for cultivation.

Thinking of this, Lin Langtian sat down cross-legged and slowly raised the Heart of the Demon in his hand.

Condensing one's fighting spirit can be simple, but it can also be extremely difficult. After all, it's not easy to take possession of the heart of a powerful member of the Demon Clan. One wrong move and you could even suffer a backlash and become an idiot.

"Langtian, the original owner of this Demon Heart is very likely a Supreme Earthly Being. Although thousands of years have passed, the remaining consciousness within it should not be underestimated. You must be careful," Aunt Ling warned in a low voice.

"Earthly Sovereign..." Upon hearing this, Lin Langtian's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression solemn.

Unexpectedly, this Heart of Demonic Intent was left behind by a powerful Earthly Sovereign. But thinking about it, it makes sense. If it weren't for a powerful Earthly Sovereign, this Heart of Demonic Intent would probably have long since vanished into nothingness.

"Don't worry, Aunt Ling, it's just the remnant consciousness of a long-dead Earthly Sovereign," Lin Langtian chuckled.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Langtian looked at the Heart of the Demon in front of him, and slowly probed into it with his divine sense. Then, following the method of refining the Heart of the Demon, he began to operate it.

boom!
However, just as Lin Langtian's consciousness probed into that pitch-black heart, an indescribable and terrifying demonic power suddenly swept out from the heart, and Lin Langtian's body instantly collapsed, with cracks spreading all over the ground where he stood.

Lin Langtian's expression changed. He could feel the terrifying pressure around him, a pressure that even the Grand Elder of the Qiankun Sect had never brought him.

This is the oppressive aura of a supreme earthly being.

"Hmph, it's nothing but a dead spirit. Its mere residual power is nothing to worry about!" Lin Langtian snorted coldly. As soon as he finished speaking, he formed a hand seal, and the next moment, the demonic power within his body suddenly erupted.

boom!
The two energies collided suddenly. Lin Langtian gritted his teeth, and the demonic power within his body surged forth, desperately resisting the remaining pressure of the Earthly Sovereign Demonic Qi.

"Buzz!"

As Lin Langtian desperately resisted the astonishing pressure enveloping him, his dark heart suddenly beat strangely, and then a black light shot out.

The black light finally shot into Lin Langtian's dark eyes. In that instant, his mind was as if a mountain had collapsed and the earth had split open. Dizziness surged over him, as if he had been sucked into some demonic realm.

The dizziness quickly subsided, but when Lin Langtian calmed down, he found that the surrounding scenery had changed drastically. It seemed to be a vast and endless demonic realm, with an evil aura permeating the heavens and earth.

"Heh, how interesting. I never expected that even humans would dare to covet the heart of the Demonic Intent."

Just as Lin Langtian was lost in thought because of this unfamiliar demonic realm, a cold voice suddenly echoed throughout the world.

The voice contained an indescribable, powerful majesty, which seemed to dim even the heavens and earth.

Lin Langtian looked up, shaken, and saw a black throne in the distant sky.

At that moment, beneath the black throne, a sinister-looking man dressed in a long black robe sat calmly cross-legged.

The devilishly handsome man was quite striking, but the imposing presence between his brows was chilling. He exuded a terrifying aura of evil, which made people's hearts tremble.

"A powerful member of the Demon Clan!"

Lin Langtian's expression was solemn. Clearly, the person before him was the former master of the Demonic Heart. Although what appeared now was likely only his remaining will, it was still extremely terrifying.
"You come from the Great Thousand World, don't you? You actually possess the aura of both spiritual power and demonic energy. That's truly bizarre. Could it be that someone in the Great Thousand World has already been able to perfectly fuse demonic energy and spiritual power?"

The black-clad, sinister-looking man looked at Lin Langtian with great interest, his calm voice sending chills down the latter's spine.

Upon hearing this, Lin Langtian did not answer his question, but instead said in a deep voice, "You must be the powerful member of the Demon Clan who attacked the Qiankun Continent in ancient times."

"Hehe, I didn't expect anyone to still remember me. That's right, I am the Demon King of Intent."

The wicked-looking man tapped his long fingers lightly on the armrest, looked at Lin Langtian, and chuckled: "Although my extraterrestrial evil race did not wipe out the Great Thousand World in one fell swoop during that ancient war, we still occupied half of the Great Thousand World's territory, which was a remarkable achievement."

Although I perished on the Qiankun Continent, as long as my extraterrestrial evil race returns one day, I will be resurrected and shine again.

"Since you can use both demonic and spiritual energy simultaneously, and therefore have some value, why not pledge your allegiance to me? If I am resurrected in the future, I will certainly not mistreat you."

Lin Langtian was taken aback when he heard that the Demon King was trying to win him over, clearly not expecting the other party to think so highly of him.

However, Lin Langtian immediately shook his head and said, "No need. I came here for the Heart of the Demon, not to join the evil race from beyond the realm."

"What a blind fool!" Upon hearing Lin Langtian's refusal, the Demon King's eyes turned cold, and he said in a cold voice, "You want to refine the Heart of Battle Intent, don't you? I never thought that after thousands of years, someone would actually set their sights on me."

The will to fight is a taboo for the Demon King. The thought that such lowly humans dared to set their sights on the Demon King made him feel a surge of murderous intent.

Bang!
On the ancient and evil land, a boundless demonic power suddenly spread out.

The Demon King slammed his hand down heavily, and a pitch-black demonic palm seemed to tear through space, striking Lin Langtian with astonishing speed.

Upon seeing this, Lin Langtian's expression also changed. Although this Demon King only had a remnant consciousness left, he was still a supreme earth-level expert at his peak.

Then, the demonic power within Lin Langtian surged forth. He stomped his right foot hard on the ground, his figure shooting forward. The demonic power in his right hand swept out like a storm, then slammed heavily into the towering demonic palm. Bang!
A deep thud sounded, and the two collided. Lin Langtian's figure was sent flying backward in a sorry state, finally crashing into the ground like a cannonball, revealing a huge crater thousands of feet deep.

"cough."

Inside the giant pit, Lin Langtian coughed violently, and blood was already flowing from his body.

Judging from this, Lin Langtian was completely at a disadvantage in the previous exchange.

Those peerless figures who were once able to contend with Earthly Sovereigns are still incredibly powerful, even if only their will remains.

"Your power seems somewhat mismatched with your courage." In the sky, the Demon King sat on his dark throne, gazing calmly at the disheveled figure below, and said indifferently.

"Although I am left with only a remnant of my will, I am still not someone you can contend with. If you know what's good for you, surrender to me and I might spare your life."

In the deep pit, Lin Langtian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He raised his head, his dark eyes gleaming with a fanatical fighting spirit as he stared at the Demon King.

He did not refute the latter's words, but instead took a sudden step forward, and a surge of magical light burst forth once again.

Then, eight types of energy, including demonic flames, demonic lightning, and demonic ice, emerged one by one and condensed into eight pitch-black demonic pillars.

The eight demonic pillars, like colossal creatures, stand tall between heaven and earth, occupying positions in all eight directions.

Each of the demonic pillars, whether blazing hot, icy cold, or dark, exudes a terrifying aura.

"Eight Directions Chaotic Technique!"

In the next instant, accompanied by Lin Langtian's cold shout, eight demonic pillars suddenly roared out, carrying terrifying power as they rushed directly towards the Demon King of Intent in the sky.

Where the eight demonic pillars passed, it seemed that even the void itself was left with a dark trail.

"Oh? That's a familiar fluctuation. It seems there were those who practiced this divine art before who fought against me..."

The Demon King looked at the eight demonic pillars hurtling towards him and smiled slightly, then slowly shook his head: "However, this is still not enough."

As his voice fell, the Demon King stretched out his slender, jade-like hand and gently waved it down.

In that instant, his palm expanded to a size of ten thousand feet, blotting out the sky and slamming down hard on the eight demonic pillars that were hurtling towards him.

Bang!
A deafening collision resounded, and the eight demonic pillars shattered inch by inch. The seemingly powerful impact failed to shake the giant hand in the slightest. Instead, it was pressed down heavily once again, causing the vast ground below to collapse and create a deep ravine.

Below, the demon pillar collapsed, and Lin Langtian was also pale. Blood kept seeping from his pores, making him look extremely miserable.

"Someone else once practiced this divine art, and his strength far surpassed yours, but in the end he also failed and died at my hands," the Demon King said with a faint smile.

Upon hearing this, Lin Langtian's expression turned grim. It seemed that someone had successfully cultivated the Eight Directions Primordial Chaos Technique in ancient times and had even fought against the Demon King of Intent.

However, the result was clearly a defeat.

Is he going to repeat the same mistake?
"Defeating the remnant consciousness of this Demon King is not entirely impossible." At this moment, Aunt Ling's voice came out softly.

"You have a way?" Lin Langtian asked in surprise.

"The Demon King before you is merely a force of will. To defeat him, you must first overcome this will. But at your current level, you are no match for him in a contest of will."

"So, you need help."

"A helper? Aunt Ling, you?" Lin Langtian was taken aback.

"Hehe, I was also a supreme being at my peak. What's wrong with competing in willpower?" Aunt Ling's unpretentious laughter rang out.

Upon hearing this, Lin Langtian's eyes lit up, a glimmer of hope appearing in them.

While Lin Langtian and Aunt Ling were secretly communicating, the Demon King of the Mind also looked somewhat impatient. With a flick of his sleeve, a pitch-black demonic pillar roared out and enveloped Lin Langtian.

hum!
However, just as the pitch-black demonic pillar was about to strike Lin Langtian's body, the space in front of him suddenly cracked open, like a dark maw, and in an instant, the pitch-black demonic pillar was swallowed up.

"Ok?"

This sudden scene startled the smug Demon King, who then stared intently at what was behind Lin Langtian.

The space there was slowly distorting at this moment, and at the end of that distorted space, it seemed as if a beautiful figure was breaking through time and space to come.

"Heh, the mighty Demon King, even in death, still comes to stir up trouble. Does he really think there's no one in my Great Thousand World?"

As that beautiful figure slowly emerged from the distorted space-time, a melodious and charming laugh resounded throughout the world.

Under the intense gaze of the Demon King, the beautiful figure became clearer and clearer, finally transforming into a beautiful woman dressed in red.

She has a tall and charming face, and her beautiful eyes reveal a hint of seduction as she glances around, showing her maturity. Her waist is slender and thin, and her legs are especially long, straight, and perfect, like those of a young girl, making people's hearts itch.

As the beautiful woman in red appeared, a clear, melodious sound rang out between heaven and earth. Then, the Demon King saw that behind the woman, crimson flames swept across the sky.

Faintly, an enormous shadow appeared, seemingly a giant crimson bird with wings that drooped like clouds, its cry shaking the heavens and earth.

With the appearance of this crimson giant bird, the temperature of this world seemed to become much hotter at this moment. Even the air in the world was turning reddish-warm at an astonishing speed.

Upon seeing the beautiful woman in red, even the Demon King on his throne slowly grew serious.

The world was silent as two figures gazed at each other from afar. In that instant, even the flowing air seemed to freeze.
These two Earthly Sovereigns, who once stood at the pinnacle of power in this world, are now facing off in such a peculiar way.

"I really didn't expect that."

The silence lasted for a while before the Demon King finally spoke. He stared at the crimson figure and slowly said, "I never expected to encounter the Nine Nether Flame Sparrow again..." (End of Chapter)