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

The moment the Dark Demon King rose from his towering throne, the darkness of the entire far west seemed to come alive.

That feeling was like the overflow of pure, ultimate demonic power.

Instead of towering demonic clouds, a layer of dark purple luster, like flowing lava, slowly flowed across its shadow-shrouded body.

But with each inch that this luster shifted, the surrounding space emitted a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

That was a groan squeezed out by sheer mass.

The supreme ruler of the land.

Lin Langtian's eyes narrowed slightly, but he showed no sign of backing down.

Although the opponent was a high-level Earthly Sovereign, Lin Langtian had challenged opponents of higher levels countless times along his journey.

To fight against an upper-level Earthly Sovereign from a lower-level one is unbelievable to outsiders, but Lin Langtian is full of confidence!
He took a deep breath, and the Primordial Ancestral Symbol within his body pounded violently like a heartbeat, as a torrent of dark yellow energy surged forth, instantly filling his limbs and bones.

At the same time, dark golden dragon patterns emerged beneath his skin, like chains or ancient seal script, spreading along the muscle texture and finally converging at his spine. This was a sign that the Dragon Kun Divine Body had been activated to its limit.

"boom!"

The Dark Lord made a move.

There were no fancy steps, just taking a single step.

The void beneath its feet, like solid ground, was trodden into a visible depression, with ripple-like cracks rapidly spreading outwards. Its form had already traversed a thousand feet, appearing before Lin Langtian.

One arm swings out!
It's as simple as swatting away mosquitoes.

But Lin Langtian's expression instantly froze!
Before that arm even arrived, an overwhelming sense of pressure, like a solid wall, squeezed him so hard that his bones creaked.

He dared not take the downward strike head-on. His feet shone with a bright light, and he activated the Dragon Kun Soaring Step with all his might. His figure moved thirty feet to the left like a phantom.

"Hey!"

That seemingly casual arm swept past Lin Langtian's protective aura.

Just being swept by the edge, the Xuanhuang light shield, which was strong enough to withstand the full force of a lower-level Earthly Sovereign, was torn open with a three-foot-long tear as if it were made of paper!
A violent gust of wind swept past Lin Langtian's shoulder, instantly dimming the dragon pattern there, and causing his skin to explode into a fine mist of blood!
The Dark Demon King didn't even lift an eyelid after his attack missed.

It struck a second time with its backhand, its five fingers pressed together like a knife, aiming straight for Lin Langtian's heart!

Upon seeing this, a fierce glint flashed in Lin Langtian's eyes.

"Longkun divine body!"

He let out a low shout, and a vast dragon roar erupted from his spine!

That was the resonance of the Dragon-Kun bloodline under extreme pressure! The dark gold dragon patterns all over his body suddenly blazed brightly, each pattern seemed to come alive, twisting and bulging, strengthening his muscles and bones to the limit.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, bringing his right fist to his waist. All the power in his body was like magma compressed to its limit, pouring it all into this one punch!
"Primordial Shattered Stars!"

Fist against palm strike!

"Boom!"

A deep, resounding boom, like the ancient thunder god's drumbeat, exploded from the point of impact between the two!

The shockwave, visible to the naked eye, swept out in a ring, scraping away three feet of the ground within a thousand feet below! The viscous, dark red demonic soil and jagged black bones were all reduced to dust in the aftershocks of this attack!
Lin Langtian felt a sweet taste in his throat, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

His right fist was in excruciating pain, and three of his finger bones were cracking. Even with his Dragon Kun Divine Body strengthened to its limit, he was at a disadvantage in this head-on collision!
However, he blocked it!

The Dark Demon King's palm strike, capable of piercing everything, was intercepted head-on by his Primordial Star-Shattering Fist!
Although blood spurted from the fist, and the sound of bones cracking could be clearly heard.

However, Lin Langtian, at the level of a lower Earthly Sovereign, managed to withstand a direct attack from an upper Earthly Sovereign!
A subtle change finally appeared on the Dark Demon King's face, which was shrouded in shadow.

It wasn't shock, but rather a hunter's slightly amused interest in the unexpected value his prey displayed.

"Interesting." It spoke for the second time, its voice still indifferent, but with an unusual warmth.

"Your physical body has been well tempered."

Before the words were even finished, it had already changed its tactics!
The palm strike that was thrust out but was intercepted suddenly opened its five fingers, clenched its fist in reverse, and firmly gripped Lin Langtian's right fist!
At the same time, it raised its other arm, made a fist, and without any fancy moves, slammed it straight into Lin Langtian's chest!

This time, Lin Langtian had no way to dodge!
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Dark Demon King's fists were like battering sledgehammers, striking one after another, each carrying a terrifying force capable of blasting a lower-level Earthly Sovereign into dust!
With the first punch, the protective light on Lin Langtian's chest exploded!
With the second punch, the dark gold dragon pattern flashed violently, and several patterns shattered on the spot!
With the third punch, Lin Langtian spat out blood, and a teeth-grinding cracking sound came from his sternum!
With the fourth punch, he was sent flying backward thousands of feet like a meteorite, crashing through three black hills formed from solidified demonic soil before finally stopping his momentum!
Amidst the rubble and collapse, Lin Langtian knelt on one knee, supporting himself with his left hand on the ground, panting heavily.

Blood dripped from his torn clothes, each drop heavy as lead, striking the ground and creating fine cracks.

The gap is too big.

The physical strength of a high-ranking Earthly Sovereign is far superior to that of a lower-ranking one.

That was a leap from quantitative accumulation to qualitative change, an absolute suppression after the dual sublimation of physical body and spiritual power.

But instead of fear, Lin Langtian's eyes blazed with an even more intense fighting spirit.

"Cough cough..." He coughed up a mouthful of blood and slowly straightened up.

Within his body, the Primordial Demonic Talisman, like an enraged dragon, emitted a deep hum, and the surging speed of the Primordial Power suddenly doubled!
The three fractured finger bones healed and regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye under the cleansing power of the ancestral symbol!
The bones in his chest, which had caved in, were forcibly put back into place with a series of soft cracking sounds!

Although several of the dragon patterns on his body had shattered, the remaining patterns were even brighter, like a red-hot branding iron!

"Again."

His voice was hoarse, yet calm as ever.

The Dark Demon King paused slightly, and for the first time looked at him seriously.

Then, a slight smile seemed to appear on the corner of his mouth, which was shrouded in shadow.

"As you wish." It took another step.

This time, it wasn't just a simple swing and jab.

Its five fingers were loosely clenched, and pure dark demonic power condensed in its palm.

In an instant, the vast and boundless evil power of the Supreme Being was compressed into a tangible form in the crudest and most brutal way!

A jet-black magic pestle, entirely black, without blade or edge, formed solely from extremely compressed dark magic power, took shape in its palm.

"Dark Demon Sky-Splitting Pestle!"

The next moment, the magic pestle swept across!

This strike involves no skill whatsoever. It can't even be called a move.

But wherever the demon pestle passed, the space was no longer filled with wailing, but was directly compressed into visible ripples, like waves on the surface of water!

That's a sign that when power reaches a certain level, even the void itself has to give way to it!
Lin Langtian's pupils contracted to their maximum size; he even felt an unprecedented threat of death.

But he did not retreat, nor could he retreat.

He took a deep breath and poured all the primordial power he could muster into his arms.

He pushed the power of the Dragon Kun Divine Body to its limit, his spine cracking and popping, his muscles bulging like cast steel, and his veins coiling like pythons.

He pushed forward with both palms, neither dodging nor yielding, intending to take the blow head-on with his bare body—a blow powerful enough to shatter stars!
"Primordial Era... Dragon Kun Heaven!"

"clang!"

This wasn't the dull thud of a punch landing on flesh, but rather the metallic clang of two sacred mountains colliding!
The moment Lin Langtian's palms made contact with the Dark Demon Pestle, the flesh on his palms exploded on the spot, and blood spurted out!

But he didn't let go!

With his palms, his arms, and his entire dragon-kun divine body, he held up the descending demon pestle with all his might!

Lin Langtian's muscles were trembling all over. The ground beneath his feet was no longer sinking, but had directly cracked into countless abyss-like ravines!
His knees were bending and his spine was groaning, but he did not back down an inch!

The Dark Demon King looked down from his high position, slowly pressing down with his magic pestle.

In that calm gaze, a hint of genuine surprise and astonishment finally appeared.

"To withstand seventy percent of my power from a strike by a sovereign of earth... you're quite impressive."

Its voice remained indifferent, but the force in its hand subtly increased by half a percent.

This half-finished product became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"puff!"

Lin Langtian coughed up blood again, his knees buckled, and his right leg slammed into the ground, causing him to kneel down on one knee!
But he still held the magic pestle tightly with both hands, even though his arm bones were covered with cracks and his tiger's mouth was torn to the wrist, he still did not let go or kneel down completely!

Blood flowed down his shattered arm, pooling into a small puddle on the ground.

But his back remained straight.

Lin Langtian's head remained held high.

The Dark Demon King watched him silently, neither pressing down with the magic pestle nor withdrawing it.

"The fifth strike!" the Dark Demon King suddenly spoke, "If you accept it, I will give you a chance to kneel down and beg for mercy."

It retracted the heavy pestle, grasped it with both arms, and raised it above its head.

This strike was no longer a casual swing, but a gathering of power.

It held the magic pestle with both hands, and the dark purple luster that flowed like lava around it began to converge wildly towards its arms and the pestle.

The pestle was originally pitch black, but now a strange purple light was faintly emanating from its core, like a demonic core about to explode after being compressed to its limit.

The full power of a supreme being!

Lin Langtian knelt on one knee, looking up at the destructive pestle that was about to fall, enough to crush him into mincemeat.

He did not run away; in fact, his expression remained as calm as ever.

"Make me kneel down and beg for mercy?" A smirk appeared on his lips.

"You...you must have made a mistake..."

Lin Langtian slowly stood up from the deep pit. The originally powerful spiritual energy in his body gradually dissipated at this moment, and gradually, a blood-red aura gathered and lingered around him.

That aura was filled with a terrifying killing intent, and it also appeared extremely tragic, as if it was about to fight to the death to break the deadlock before it!
An astonishing aura of killing intent surged into the sky, forming a tornado around Lin Langtian. The surrounding demonic soil was directly reduced to powder under that killing pressure and dissipated with the wind.

"Today, it's time for you to go back to your crack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Langtian raised his head slightly, then slowly clenched his fists, and the blood-red storm surrounding his body became even stronger.

That fierce and murderous aura surged into the sky.

At this moment, a crimson hue gradually rose in Lin Langtian's eyes, and then, with his tightly clenched fist, he threw a punch in a calm and unassuming manner.

That punch was extremely simple, as if it were done casually.

However, just as Lin Langtian threw that punch, the entire Xuanwu Continent seemed to tremble strangely.

Then, the Dark Demon King was shocked to see that the crimson aura surrounding Lin Langtian suddenly gathered madly on his fist and then burst forth.

Supernatural Power, the Sacrifice-Slaying Demonic Fist! (End of Chapter)