Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin: I Set Taboos in the Heavens

The hellish monsoon continues to rage, and the dark river rolls forward, corrupting everything in its path.

More and stronger demonic energy is surging in from the depths of the monsoon, like a swarm of sharks that have caught the scent of blood.

But with Fang Qing, this god of death, standing in her way, the young lady felt an unprecedented sense of security and anticipation. She was very curious about what other surprises this young saint could bring.

"Let's continue."

Fang Qing's gaze went deeper into the monsoon, where demonic energy surged and a muffled, war-drum-like roar could be faintly heard.

Fang Qing's domain remained in optimal condition, like a beacon that never went out in the darkness, dispelling the surrounding demonic energy and deathly silence.

After traveling about a hundred miles, the scenery suddenly changed!
In the distorted space-time ahead, transformed by the hellish monsoon into a rotten swamp, thick, impenetrable black demonic mist rolled and condensed as if it were alive.

Within the demonic mist, a densely packed, imposing army of demons was revealed!

These demons were all humanoid, clad in bone or metal armor, wielding standardized demonic weapons, exuding a deep and imposing aura, with cold and bloodthirsty eyes, and their movements subtly exhibiting a predictable pattern.

What's even more alarming is that the lowest cultivation level of this demon army is actually the Life-Seizing Realm.

The era of those in the Deadly Realm being as insignificant as ants has begun.

Thousands upon thousands of demons at the Life-Taking Realm, like a black tide, filled the field of vision.

They were arranged in different formations, including "heavy armored demon soldiers" with shields, "piercing demon soldiers" with spears, and "cursed sorcerers" and "shadow archers" hidden in the formation, holding staffs or bone bows... It was clearly a well-trained and complete regular army!

Above the army, dozens of exceptionally powerful figures hovered in the air.

They were larger in size, with more exquisite armor, and their demonic energy was so condensed that it was almost tangible, exuding the pressure of a legendary realm.

The strongest among them possessed auras that had reached the level of legendary fourth and fifth transformations.

"Just in time!"

Fang Qing let out a long roar and took the initiative to attack.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, like a five-colored lightning bolt tearing through the darkness, charging fiercely into the dense army of demons.

The originally relatively stable light shield suddenly transformed into a giant meat grinder that rotated at high speed and was filled with countless grinding discs of the five elements' energy.

At the same time, a grand will to suppress hell and rule over evil, accompanied by the faint hiss of the phantom of the divine elephant, suddenly erupted and merged into the domain.

Divine Elephant Suppresses Prison, Enhance the Five Elements Technique!

Two equally supreme forces, but with different focuses, were skillfully combined by Fang Qing, producing a terrifying effect where one plus one is greater than two.

Attacks within the domain not only become significantly more powerful, but also carry a sacred majesty that instills fear, trembling, and even a desire to submit deep within the demon's soul.

Rumble.

Wherever the domain passed, those demon soldiers at the Life-Taking Realm didn't even have time to see Fang Qing's figure before they were easily torn apart and shredded by the violent turbulent flow of the five elements' energy and spatial rifts at the edge of the domain.

Many demons were directly overwhelmed by the domain's pressure, which was infused with the will of the divine elephant, causing their minds to collapse, their demonic energy to become chaotic, and their bodies to explode from the inside out with a "bang," igniting a raging holy purifying fire and transforming into countless mournful, burning humanoid torches.

Hundreds and thousands of demon soldiers fell like harvested wheat.

The demonic energy dissipated, and severed limbs and burning carcasses covered the "ground".

The dozens of legendary demon counts were both shocked and enraged. They roared and commanded their army to change formation. At the same time, they personally attacked, unleashing a barrage of powerful demonic abilities, innate magic, and terrifying hand-to-hand combat techniques on Fang Qing's domain like a storm.

However, in the face of Fang Qing's super domain, the attacks of ordinary legendary third or fourth transformation demon counts were like ants trying to shake a tree, unable to shake its foundation. Instead, they were easily neutralized and absorbed by the five elements rotation within the domain, and even rebounded, causing greater chaos within the demon legion.

Fang Qing was like a tiger among sheep, rampaging through the demon army, invincible in every way.

With each strike, hordes of demons vanished into thin air.

In an instant, the entire demon army was wiped out.

Just then, an aged voice suddenly rang out. "Mortal! You have slain so many demons that you have finally alarmed me! I have no choice but to offer your blood as a sacrifice to my descendants!"

A voice, like a chilling wind from the depths of hell, suddenly came from afar, carrying a terrifying magic that penetrated the soul and froze the mind, instantly overshadowing all the noise on the battlefield.

The moment that sound rang out, heaven and earth, ghosts and gods, all seemed to tremble.

Suddenly, countless streams of energy of different colors, exuding overwhelming malevolent aura and resentment, appeared in the void around Fang Qing.

These long rivers appeared out of nowhere, slowly rotating around and protecting the direction from which the sound originated, as if they were alive.

In the long river, countless twisted ghost faces, struggling souls, and roaring demons can be vaguely seen rising and falling, wailing.

The mere aura emanating from these long rivers is enough to cause all things to wither and all living beings to submit.

A figure clad in a blood-red robe, as if emerging from the dust of history and sin, slowly descended upon the center of the battlefield.

The robe was embroidered with countless ancient and twisted demonic characters using the most evil demonic blood and soul threads. Just one glance was enough to make one dizzy and give rise to evil thoughts.

The newcomer was not the enormous, blue-faced demon with fangs that one had imagined.

He resembled a middle-aged human man, with a somewhat thin build, pale face, and ordinary features.

But those eyes held no human emotions whatsoever, only the purest and deepest desires.

His hands were large, with sharp, long fingernails that gleamed with a cold, eerie blue light, as if a single stroke could tear through space and reap souls.

The aura emanating from his body was none other than the legendary seventh transformation, the Ghost and God Transformation.

The Seven Transformations of Legend, also known as the "Ghost and God Transformation" or the "Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Transformation".

Cultivators who reach this level are able to communicate with, absorb, and refine the omnipresent Heavenly Fiend Qi and Earthly Fiend Yin Qi deep within the void, incorporating them into their own bodies to temper their physique, soul, and true energy.

With a mere gesture, one can unleash the power of a small world, its might boundless, enough to destroy a vast plain.

Such powerful individuals are among the top combat forces even within the four major academies, and are extremely rare.

This old demon had clearly been immersed in this realm for many years, and its aura was extremely refined, far surpassing any demon Fang Qing had killed before.

He is the true mastermind behind this demonic legion, and a hegemon in this distorted spacetime.

"The Legendary Seven Transformations: The Demon God Transformation".

Fang Qing smiled slightly upon seeing the demon.

You are the legendary Seven Transformations, and so can I.

Facing the old demon's terrifying aura, Fang Qing took a step forward, and his aura surged, allowing him to break through to the seventh level of the legendary realm.

Then, with a casual squeeze, a giant energy hand appeared out of thin air above the old demon's head, ignoring the layers of blood-red shields and the river of malevolent energy defenses it had set up, and swatted it down as if swatting a fly.

"Do not--!"

The old demon only had time to let out a desperate and unwilling roar.

"boom--!!!"

After the loud bang, the energy palm dissipated.

Where he stood, only a pool of indistinct, bloody, and fleshy bits remained.

The legendary Seven Transformations Demon Lord, a veteran demon overlord, was slapped to death by Fang Qing.

"Who exactly is he? Can he keep breaking through to higher levels?"

The young lady of the Celestial Academy was shocked. (End of Chapter)