Douluo Dalu: Seven Kills

Chapter 658 Tracing the Demon Dimension (Part 2)

【destroy! 】

In fact, Tang San's anger didn't stop there. When he sensed the life force contained in that small plane, he felt it was very familiar and immediately recognized its source.

It was the Blue Silver Emperor Seed that he left in the Golden Ancient Tree!

Although Tang San didn't know how Chen Junting succeeded, he was certain that his mother's true spirit had also fallen into Chen Junting's hands.

The problem is, this matter absolutely cannot be exposed.

After all, this matter cannot withstand scrutiny. Once investigated, all his actions in the Douluo Continent will be exposed.

Besides that, there's also Xiao Qi…

Thinking of this, Tang San's eyes darkened.

He's not a fool.

After repeated failures, coupled with the current situation, he realized that it was utterly impossible to get Xiao Qi to follow the script he had set. What troubled him even more was that, according to the rules, Xiao Qi was only one halfway through to fully inherit his Sea God position. And once she inherited it, without her memories being implanted, she simply couldn't be on his side.

If that's the case, wouldn't it be highly likely that when Xiao Qi ascends to the God Realm in the future, he will stand on the opposite side of him?

This situation is absolutely terrible!

No, we must cut our losses immediately.

Tang San stopped paying attention to the light screen and turned to leave.

"Poseidon, where are you going?"

"Naturally, we'll return to the Sea God Temple." Tang San tried his best to suppress his emotions, but his tone was cold.

The God of Destruction, his eyes hidden beneath his cloak, seemed unconcerned. He merely shifted the topic to something else, saying, "I see. I thought you were planning to go back and have your daughter inherit your position as the Sea God."

Tang San paused, remaining silent for about a breath.

"The God of Destruction still cares about this?"

The God of Destruction stared at Tang San's retreating figure with his red eyes, "I've watched little Qi grow up, after all."

"But you don't need to worry about that."

As he spoke, Tang San's figure transformed into a golden light and vanished from the spot, leaving behind only the words: "According to the rules of the God Realm, no god may interfere with the succession of another god's divine position."

So, only the God of Destruction remained, staring at the spot where Tang San had disappeared, muttering, "There is indeed such a rule, there really is..."

Meanwhile, the gods, including Vulcan, exchanged bewildered glances as they witnessed the scene unfold. Their intuition told them they seemed to have been inexplicably drawn into some major event. Only the God of Emotions, who was aware of the situation, wore a serious expression.

Under the flow of divine thoughts,

[Yuhao, I have something to tell you...]

……

In this smaller plane, the shattered sky resembles an ancient scroll torn apart, with the void cracks writhing menacingly and spewing turbulent currents.

And this is precisely what happened because of the clash between Chen Junting and the Holy Emperor, two divine officials of combat power.

"Boom——"

A colossal sword, formed from lava and pure, dark energy, solidified with an all-consuming will, and slashed down at Chen Junting's figure as if splitting mountains and shattering peaks!

Wherever the sword's edge pointed, space groaned in agony, unable to bear the weight.

However, Chen Junting did not even look away.

"laugh--"

With a single slash, the giant sword began to disintegrate, freeze, and shatter at a speed visible to the naked eye, starting from its blade! The corrosive dark energy, carrying lava, flowed futilely, leaving no trace, and was instead completely annihilated by an extreme sharpness.

In the very instant of destruction, "whoosh—"

The sharp divine blade swept across.

Upon discovering that it was a magical artifact, Chen Junting couldn't help but take notice.

He remained expressionless, calmly extending his right hand, seemingly not taking the Holy Emperor's attack seriously.

In an instant, everything froze.

Time and space seemed to have been paused.

The movement of the divine blade striking and the stillness of time and space pausing created a breathtakingly bizarre scene. Under the watchful eyes of Di Tian and the others, Chen Junting raised his right hand and directly grasped the divine weapon summoned by the Holy Emperor. The sharp divine blade was unable to move, as if it could only allow Chen Junting to continue his actions.

But as Chen Junting's blood and qi surged,

"Boom——"

A deafening roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth, and the two powerful auras caused even the small plane to let out a mournful cry.

Because the Holy Emperor's divine blade is not something that can be merely wielded.

A massive hand, radiating energy like a dragon, continuously contracted, its aura capable of shattering everything flowing within it, divine power relentlessly compressing...

The next moment, "Bang!"

The Holy Emperor's divine blade had no power to resist and shattered on the spot. Cracks flashed, and the divine blade was crushed by Chen Junting with one hand. The spirituality it contained was extinguished, and the Holy Emperor's mark was also erased.

Furthermore, right in front of the Holy Emperor, Chen Junting directly mobilized the life and death energies of the entire small plane, melting the fragments of the divine blade in an instant and then refining them into the Seven Kill Sword.

"Roar--"

The loss of the divine artifact drove the Holy Emperor into a frenzy, unleashing a roar that shattered the void. Demonic patterns flashed wildly across his body, instantly bursting forth with blinding light and breaking free from the restraints.

"you wanna die!"

That is an artifact!

A divine artifact born from the demon plane!

His massive body suddenly swelled, and the dark energy on his bat wings surged dramatically, changing from dark purple to pure black! He spread his arms, his ten fingers like hooks, and plunged them fiercely into his own chest, unleashing a terrifying burst of energy.

This means he's really going all out!

"Rumble--"

The entire small plane trembled violently!

Pitch-black flames erupted from the Holy Emperor's body, devoid of heat yet radiating an absolute stillness that devoured all life and energy! The sky was ablaze! The original void rifts were now stained inky black, with viscous black flames cascading down like waterfalls! The air was burning! The omnipresent black flames appeared out of thin air, relentlessly destroying everything in their path.

Upon seeing this, Chen Junting's mind stirred.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
Four distinct yet shared origins of earth-shattering sword cries, like the first wisp of Dao sound at the dawn of creation, suddenly tore apart the roar of the world-destroying black flames and resounded throughout the entire small plane!

The next moment, the Immortal Slaughtering Formation Diagram blotted out the sky. To the east, the Mad King appeared, wielding the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, causing a white sword light to pierce through the shattered void, enveloping everything with murderous intent and extinguishing the surging black flames in its path.

To the west, the Evil Emperor brandished eighty-one tentacles, sweeping away everything with the Immortal Trapping Sword Intent, which carried the meaning of all things in the universe, making the spatial turbulence sluggish and heavy, as if sinking into an endless swamp.

To the south, the tyrant wields the all-destroying Zhuxian Sword, its pure destructive power causing the black flames to retreat and vanish.

To the north, an extreme cold filled with the scent of death swept across the entire area. Wherever it passed, the black flames were silently dissipated by the Snow Emperor wielding the Immortal-Slaying Sword, like snow being thrown into boiling water.

The four divine swords guarded the four cardinal directions, echoing each other, and an invisible, peerless sword formation that covered the entire plane was instantly generated!

Within the sword formation, the spread of the world-destroying black flames came to an abrupt halt, the raging spatial turbulence was forcibly calmed, and all the chaos was suppressed.

Just then, Chen Junting suddenly frowned.

Because he received a message from the God of Destruction.

So they locked onto the Holy Emperor once again.

"We need to finish this quickly."

Chen Junting stood at the center of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, his feet resting on the continuously melting black flames. He lowered his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the Seven Kill Sword. He raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and then, *clang!*

Fingertips gently tapped on the ancient blade.

A clear and melodious golden sound, like the morning bell and evening drum, resounded throughout the universe. "Using heaven and earth as its sheath."

As Chen Junting's cold voice fell, the entire small plane shrouded by the Zhuxian Sword Formation underwent a dramatic and earth-shattering change!
The energies of life and death converge, with life energy transforming into a straight sword spine, while the boundless death energy continuously extends, transforming into a sharp sword blade, gleaming with a cold metallic light, and finally transforming into giant swords thousands of feet long, engraved with patterns of life and death!

Meanwhile, everything in the smaller plane was also transformed into a world of swords under the influence of the sword formation. The sky was a forest of swords hanging upside down! The earth was a mountain of swords towering above! The air was filled with whistling sword energy!

"Ten Thousand Swords..."

Chen Junting's voice was as indifferent as the heavens.
"Return to the source!"

As he uttered his last two words.

The four swords guarding the four directions—Lu Xian, Xian Xian, Jue Xian, and Zhu Xian—simultaneously unleashed a dazzling sword light that pierced through the universe!
The four divine swords, representing the ultimate killing in swordsmanship, transformed into a torrent. Guided by Chen Junting's will, with the Seven Kill Sword as the commander and the Tongtian Giant Sword as the center, they completely converged!
Four swords converge, ten thousand swords pay homage!
boom--

The sky suddenly brightened. All traces of the Holy Emperor's aura vanished, and an indescribable sword light slashed down above his head, erupting in full force!

The moment the giant sword descended, the Abyss Saint King's expression changed rapidly, from astonishment to shock, then to intense fear and resentment, and finally to a terrified and resentful scream.

"Do not--"

But his words ended there.

In the sky, the giant sword crashed down, carrying an unparalleled terrifying aura, and ruthlessly cleaved the Holy Emperor in two!
"Shh-"

The dark purple light dissipated, and the Holy Emperor appeared to be dead.

However, Chen Junting did not stop.

Suddenly, everything changed!
In the blink of an eye, he and the shattered Holy Emperor returned to the Douluo plane from the small plane.

At the same time, a purple-gold soul... no! It should be called a divine halo, slowly rose from the remains of the Holy Emperor. In addition, there were shoulder blades that appeared to be two pieces, but were actually one.

And all of this is a legacy left behind by the Demon Queen.

With a thought, Chen Junting easily absorbed the external divine bone left behind by the Demon Queen. As for the divine ring, he put it away.

However, at that very moment, nine-colored tribulation clouds began to gather in the sky. Clearly, the Douluo plane had instinctively regarded Chen Junting, the ruler of this minor plane, as an intruder.

Chen Junting had anticipated this.

Or rather, this should have been part of his plan.

With a wave of his hand, the small plane ravaged by the divine war immediately overlapped with the Douluo plane. At the same time, Chen Junting's thoughts were also transmitted to the plane spirit of the Douluo plane through a divine sense the instant the planes overlapped, causing the nine-colored tribulation clouds to dissipate.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Junting sensed that he had gained control over a portion of the Douluo Plane, but what he was gradually losing was the ownership of the smaller planes that were being gradually absorbed by the Douluo Plane.

He didn't really care, since he had already extracted the plane spirits born in the minor planes.

This is what he values.

But what he needs to do next is the most important thing!
Back when he learned that the Demon Plane where the Holy Emperor was located was entangled with the Holy Spirit Cult, Elder Yi had already told him that the Evil Soul Masters had set up many array patterns in Sunset Forest and Star Dou Great Forest.

It is also inferred that there are definitely more than just these few array patterns.

All of these are aimed at drawing upon life energy.

But Chen Junting couldn't possibly modify or remove them all one by one. So, he had a flash of inspiration and came up with a solution: obtain a portion of the Douluo Continent's authority, and directly mobilize the power of the entire plane to modify all the array patterns at once!

That's right, it's modification, not removal.

After all, they want to devour the demon dimension from the opposite direction!
Now that the Holy Emperor is dead, he has given them their final anchor.

So, following the method taught by the God of Destruction, and with modifications made by himself and Elder Yi to ensure its feasibility, "Whoosh—"

Chen Junting's Heavenly Eye opened instantly. At the same time, he waved his hand, and a five-pointed star array was formed with the remains of the Holy Emperor as the center. The five demon lords who had been killed or sealed were placed in the five positions of the five-pointed star array, and the power of destiny was traced back to its source!
In an instant, he completely locked onto the demon dimension.

However, the demon plane is moving at a rapid pace.

"Want to escape?"

Chen Junting's lips curled into a cold smile.

In his view, this was a death throes.

After all, the most important Holy Emperor in the entire Demon Plane already had one soul and one consciousness completely left behind, and the five most important Demon Lords were either captured alive or dead, and they were also here.

With so many threads of fate pulling us apart, can we really shake them off?

The next second, nine-colored light shone from the third eye between Chen Junting's eyebrows, and all the array patterns set up by the Holy Spirit Cult and the Demon Plane in the entire Douluo Plane were revealed to his perception.

Then, he simply made a move, and "Boom—"

He instantly saw through the principles behind the array patterns they had previously set up, and then directly modified them.

Suddenly, the entire Douluo plane trembled violently. Then, a massive burst of nine-colored light erupted from all directions. But when a powerful pulling force appeared, everything around them came to a standstill.

All living things ceased to move, and their thoughts froze. Even the waves of the ocean stopped, unable to move an inch. In that instant, it wasn't just one person or one piece of land that froze, but everything in the entire Douluo Continent.

"Om-"

At this moment, the Demon Dimension could no longer escape.

It is being guided by the Douluo plane, and is rapidly approaching the Douluo plane at a speed that is invisible even to the naked eye of gods.

In less than half a day, the two can completely overlap.

As long as the plane spirit of the Demon Plane is completely destroyed, the Douluo Plane can complete the devouring of the Demon Plane!
(End of this chapter)