Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 501 Seven Colors of Mysterious Light Emerge Before the Palace, Vines Bear Spiritual Fruit and Contain Immortal Fortune (Seeking Rewards and Subscriptions!)

In the chaotic and distorted depths of the abyss, the Primordial Magnetic Yin Sha lurked like a poisonous dragon, silently shredding space. The Yin Wind Water Sha Blade was also hidden in the void, and when it suddenly burst forth, it brought with it bursts of mournful blood mist and the spiritual light of shattered magical treasures.

The cultivators who perished here, regardless of what secret techniques or magical treasures they possessed, often didn't even have time to scream before they were completely transformed into nourishment for this desolate deep-sea land.

However, deep within this treacherous and unpredictable labyrinth, two figures skillfully navigated the perilous undercurrents, moving forward with effortless ease, like a master butcher dissecting an ox.

It wasn't the fastest, but it clearly possessed a strict and authoritative style.

It was Lu Cheng and Yu Yi.

Yu Yi held the incantation between his eyebrows, a faint blue light flashing, while in his other hand he held a bronze compass with an ancient pattern, constantly comparing and calculating.

This Sea Soul Compass was crafted by the Yu family ancestors based on their experience exploring the abyss, using secret techniques. Although it cannot fully comprehend all the mysteries of this place, it can sense the flow of spatial energy and the fluctuations in strength of certain fixed ominous nodes.

Even after a thousand years, the Mysterious Sea Abyss is not much different from what it was a thousand years ago. Yu Yi's familiarity with the notes of her ancestors came in handy at this moment.

“Senior, three feet to the left, the space is unstable and there is a bone-chilling wind inside. You should avoid it.” Yu Yi’s voice clearly reached Lu Cheng’s ears through the divine sense connection. Her eyes were fixed on the flickering runes on the compass, and she was completely focused.

Lu Cheng nodded slightly, and without making any move, his magical power enveloped Yu Yi, creating subtle ripples. As if treading on water, he glided lightly across the seemingly normal space.

Sure enough, the moment he passed by, the space suddenly collapsed, and a stream of dark blue-green gas spewed out, emitting a foul stench that corroded a millstone-sized, hard steel rock behind them, leaving it riddled with holes.

"Turn right ahead, and further ahead is a nest of mutated insects, which are extremely troublesome..." Yu Yi continued to guide.

"...Around that chasm, where there are deep-sea whirlpools at the bottom; once you get trapped, it's extremely difficult to escape... Yes, go straight along the 'quiet current zone' with weaker magnetic field in the southwest corner..."

With the combined experience passed down through generations of the Yu family and Lu Cheng's own magical power and profound understanding of the Dao of Space, the two of them moved like two shadowy figures skimming the ground, skillfully avoiding one dangerous battle after another that would have left even ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators overwhelmed and in dire straits.

Along the way, they also encountered several other groups of cultivators who were also trying to go deeper, including some with profound magical power and strong aura.

However, Lu Cheng and his companion were extremely fast and took a tricky route. Often, just as their opponents noticed their presence, they had already disappeared into the deeper darkness.

This almost "copying answers" approach to their journey allowed them to quickly surpass most of their competitors who were blindly rushing or struggling, gradually approaching the core area of ​​the secret realm that Yu Yi had determined from the compass and ancestral notes.

During the process, the two also encountered a group of evil dragons. At that moment, Lu Cheng was already prepared to draw his sword and fight, and even he felt that this battle would not be easy.

However, Yu Yi suddenly took out a blood talisman from her sleeve, activated it, and threw it far away. The evil dragon clan, as if they had seen some most precious treasure in their lives, ignored the two human cultivators, Lu Cheng and Yu Yi, and fled far away in pursuit of the blood talisman.

"Hurry, let's go!" Yu Yi said urgently.

Lu Cheng didn't ask any further questions. Suddenly, a burst of purplish-red lightning erupted around him and Yu Yi. The two of them shot straight through the sea like a purple sword, their speed astonishing.

Only after they were far enough away did Lu Cheng speak up and ask, "What kind of talisman was that just now? The evil dragon is cruel and warlike by nature, so why did it ignore us after seeing your blood talisman?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Yi's pretty face flushed slightly, but since Lu Cheng was an elder, she could only reply respectfully:

"That's a talisman made from sixth-tier Illusion Heart Grass. Once lit, it emits a scent that we humans can't smell, but dragons, especially subspecies of dragons, can smell and will become extremely excited by it... Evil dragons rarely have females, so as long as they smell this scent, they will rush over no matter what... However, when they realize they've been tricked, they'll probably become even more ferocious! They'll chase us everywhere."

Sure enough, not long after Yu Yi finished speaking, terrifying dragon roars and howls came from behind them.

No wonder Yu Yi immediately had Lu Cheng take her far away after using this talisman. Lu Cheng asked himself, if he had imagined it for a long time, only to find a sow lying there shaking its buttocks when he arrived, he would definitely go crazy too.

If those evil dragons can't find their true master, the human cultivators who manage to explore the vicinity will be in trouble. Even if they possess some magical power, they will be chased and hunted down by these evil dragons, and may even be forced to withdraw from this exploration of the secret realm.

"Illusion Heart Grass, I remember it is a low-level spiritual herb that is not uncommon, but to be able to cultivate it to such a high level, it can be said that the Yu family is indeed well-established."

Lu Cheng sighed, "Indeed, everyone has their own area of ​​expertise."

If it weren't for Yu Yi's Illusionary Heart Blood Talisman, even if he had tried to force his way through that group of evil dragons, it would have cost him a lot of spiritual energy and mana.

As time went by, the two flew away and calmly dealt with various situations. Finally, after passing through a spatial barrier that rippled like a water curtain and was extremely rich in spiritual energy, the scene before them suddenly opened up!
The first thing that hit him was an overwhelming surge of spiritual energy, so pure it was unimaginable, which made Lu Cheng feel a sense of relief throughout his body.

Next, a magnificent palace suspended in mid-air comes into view!

The entire hall is constructed from a mysterious material that is neither jade nor gold, and flows with a warm and precious light. Its style is simple and solemn, with celestial runes and symbols flickering among the carved beams and painted rafters, exuding a celestial aura that transcends the laws of this world.

This place is the treasure hall of this immortal abode, or at least one of its most central parts.

The dome of the hall is semi-transparent and glassy, ​​as if one can see billions of stars in the sky, but it is blocked by a layer of hazy, chaotic aura, forming its own world.

The hall was filled with a misty aura of spiritual energy, and pure spiritual light flowed across the ground.

At the very center of the main hall, what attracted the attention of both of them was a green vine that perched above the spiritual spring. Its entire body was as green as jade, its vines were as twisted as a dragon, and it exuded an indescribable aura of life.

Immortal Vine!

It moves without wind, and seven colors of light flow among its vines and leaves: red like the rising sun, orange like molten gold and flowing fire, yellow like the earth's virtue, green like the vitality of all things, blue like the bright sky, blue like the vast ocean, and purple like the noble primordial chaos.

Seven rays of light converged at the main trunk of the vine, and at its top, they condensed into seven perfectly round and smooth spirit gourds of different shapes and sizes, which had clearly taken shape.

"Senior, this is the place!" Yu Yi's voice was filled with excitement as she quickly scanned her surroundings.

"The compass points to this place where the vitality and spatial anchor are strongest, so there should be no great danger. According to the rules summarized by our predecessors, each person can only choose one type of gourd here. After making a choice, a celestial light will guide them away. I wish to choose one and hand it over to you immediately after leaving the hall. You only need to compensate me with other resources of equal value, which is 30% of the actual value of the gourd." Yu Yi knew very well that without Lu Cheng, she would not have even been able to reach this place. Receiving 30% compensation was already a great reward.

What Yu Yi sought was nothing more than a sliver of opportunity to revive the Yu family.

Lu Cheng's gaze swept over the celestial vine, which radiated countless rays of light and nurtured seven treasures, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

However, he did not immediately agree to Yu Yi's request, because the Taoist's keen senses had already detected that on the other side of the spirit vine, in a shadowy corner of the palace where the light and spiritual energy could not reach, two violent magical forces were colliding and erupting!

Boom! Bang!

A figure burst through the wall, accompanied by the ear-piercing sounds of metal scraping, flesh tearing, demonic roars, and the surging of sword energy, shattering the peaceful atmosphere of the celestial paradise.

The violent energy shockwaves pounded against the walls of the Immortal Palace. Had it not been for the special materials used here and the protection of the laws governing it, the palace would probably have already crumbled.

The moment the sword light and demonic energy surged forth, Lu Cheng reached out and grabbed Yu Yi, quickly fleeing to the side.

A terrifying sword light and demonic energy swept past Yu Yi, causing ripples in the void. Although she was being held by Lu Cheng, she felt at ease, knowing that this Lord Lu was a man of his word and trustworthy. Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to intervene at all; he could have simply let her be killed and avoided giving up his promise of 30% of the benefits.

Of course, it's also possible that the other party reacted extremely quickly, immediately realizing that if they weren't there, they would lose one of the magic gourds.

At the heart of the sword fight, the scene was horrific!
Inside another side hall with a large hole, two corpses of cultivators dressed in the golden robes of the Great Bright Palace could be seen lying on the ground through the broken walls. They were Jin Ming and Jin Xuan.

Both men had gaping holes in their chests, their internal organs and bones shattered and mangled. Thick, inky ghostly blood emanated from their wounds, and their faces were frozen in terror and resentment. Clearly, they had been killed in one blow; even their nascent souls hadn't escaped!

At this moment, the only cultivator from the Great Bright Palace who was still putting up a fight was none other than the leader of the three, "Golden Rainbow Daoist"!
But he was in a terrible state at the moment, his golden protective robe was torn in many places, revealing the inner armor underneath, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Several blood-red skulls bit down hard on his shoulders and limbs, while black mist swirled around them, eroding the golden light protecting his body.

Meanwhile, the ferocious attacks from the other side surged in like a storm, with three extremely fierce and powerful mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, sharing the same origin yet strangely unified, locking onto him tightly.

"Hehehe! The Great Bright Palace is nothing special! When brothers are of one mind, their strength can break gold! Your two fellow disciples have already gone down to scout ahead. Don't worry, you'll catch up with them on the road to the Yellow Springs soon!" The black-clad elder at the head of the group had a withered, ghostly face and deep-set eyes burning with eerie green flames. He was none other than the Black Fiend Daoist of the Netherworld Blood Sea Sect.

The other two people standing beside him had fierce faces and equally menacing auras; they were his two elder brothers.

The Black Fiend Three Elders of the Netherworld Blood Sea Sect are also quite famous figures. On the one hand, they are ruthless and leave no room for maneuver in their actions. On the other hand, it is rare in the cultivation world for three brothers to enter the immortal sect together and all of them to cultivate to a very high level. This can be considered a unique characteristic.

The three brothers worked together seamlessly, with one of them wielding a white bone banner, the banner surface surging with illusory images of a rolling sea of ​​blood, and countless vengeful souls wailing.
A man with iron claws on both hands unleashed a ghostly hand, its sharp light causing a howling wind that froze the soul.
Meanwhile, Hei Sha wielded a long, serrated hooked flying sword. The sword light was cunning and ruthless, and every strike was aimed directly at Jin Hong's vital points.

The three were as one, and although their magical powers were mixed, their baleful aura was extremely heavy and their power was exceptionally strong. When combined, they were already beyond the level of ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators!

It can only be said that the Netherworld Blood Sea Sect truly deserves its place among the thirty-six sects of the human race, possessing genuine strength in its Daoist arts.

Jin Hong struggled to hold on against the relentless and increasingly powerful attacks. The golden light protecting her body flickered like a candle in the wind, and she was disheveled and in a sorry state.

boom!
Another heavy blow struck, the power of bloodlust mixed with the Netherworld Bone Seal slammed into the light shield erected by the Golden Rainbow Protective Magic Treasure.

The light shield trembled violently, cracks spread, and the powerful recoil force sent him flying, crashing heavily into a giant pillar inside the hall.

"Uh poof!"

Jin Hong spat out a mouthful of blood, and the last trace of illusionary restriction covering his face to obscure his features completely collapsed at that moment.

It revealed a face that, though pale and stained with blood, still shone brightly, its heroic spirit tinged with despair and unyielding spirit.

"A female cultivator?!" Yu Yi, who was in the shadows, was slightly startled.

"Unexpectedly, the leader of the Seven Swordsmen of the Great Bright Palace, the Golden Rainbow Swordsman, is actually a female cultivator. It seems that those legends are not entirely unfounded." Lu Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly upon seeing this.

Just as life and death hung in the balance, Jin Hong's bright eyes, filled with anger and murderous intent, suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly sharp light. That light was not purely powerful magic, but a clear light that pierced through people's hearts—the Great Bright Palace Heart Sword Technique!
As one of the thirty-six factions of the human race in the spirit realm, the Great Bright Palace has its own unique way of using light magic. Its most powerful swordsmanship is also a combination of light magic and swordsmanship, which is extremely powerful.

At this moment, Daoist Jin Hong stared intently at the three Black Fiends attacking fiercely. Although his voice was hoarse from his injuries, it carried a sharpness that pierced the soul:

"Black Demon Old Ghost! How long are you going to keep deceiving yourself?! What brotherhood?! Your two so-called senior brothers are nothing but manifestations of your inner demons!! You killed them with your own hands, and they are now two walking corpses nurtured by your boundless regret and fear!"

The path of fratricide within the Netherworld Blood Sea Sect was the path you chose! Your two elder brothers died because of you! Now you refine demonic energy for your own use, nurture your obsession into a demonic demon, sacrifice your kin to refine the demonic banner, and ultimately create these two inhuman, ghostly 'secondary spirits,' attempting to use their existence to fill the void in your heart! How pathetic! How laughable! If they were truly your brothers, the first person they would kill would be you!

The moment Jin Hong Dao Ren finished speaking, a wisp of extremely fine sword of thought, containing supreme light and pure sword intent, suddenly pierced out from between his brows. It did not attack his physical body, but instead aimed directly at Hei Sha's twisted and entangled mental origin!

The sword severs the flesh, the heart severs the spirits! The only chance for survival today is to shatter the opponent's inner demons and obsessions, and the very foundation of their demonic arts.

"Shut up!! You bastard! Stop talking nonsense! They are my brothers! They are my living brothers! We will always be together!"

Black Demon Taoist roared hysterically like a mad dog whose tail had been stepped on, his green ghost eyes instantly filled with furious bloodshot veins.

But deep within his eyes, at the very moment Jin Hong's sword of thought pierced straight towards him, the deep soul beneath that layer of madness suddenly trembled violently and became chaotic!
The two "elder brothers" behind him, who had remained silent and attacked with ferocious ferocity, involuntarily showed a slight, almost imperceptible hesitation in their movements. It was as if... as if they were truly looking at him!

"Aaaaaaah... Die, all of you!"

The two elder brothers behind him finally placed their palms on the back of the Black Fiend Daoist, and his powerful demonic energy surged in. The Black Fiend Daoist then swung out his palms, fully activating the Black Fiend Divine Banner.

The countless skeletal ghosts roared and howled as they met the platinum-gold sword light before them.

Bang, boom boom boom boom.

"puff!"

Jin Hong Daoist did indeed win in terms of the Heart Sword technique. However, in terms of magical power, he was completely overwhelmed by the utterly berserk Hei Sha Daoist.

Despite unleashing his flying sword, he failed to sever the Black Fiend's Nine Fiend Skeletons magic. Instead, he was overwhelmed by the violent demonic power, his protective magic treasure shattered, and he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into a jade pillar. He fell to the ground, coughing up blood uncontrollably.

Having fought to this point, barring any unforeseen circumstances, today will be the death day for this Golden Rainbow Swordsman of the Great Bright Palace.

Just as the black-robed Taoist with iron claws landed, a ghostly claw flickered in the void.

A young Taoist priest, appearing out of nowhere, suddenly stepped between the two. With a single palm strike, he forcefully blocked the ghostly claw of the underworld.
Lu Cheng certainly couldn't let Jin Hong die in battle. Each of the Seven Treasures Gourds had countless wonderful uses, but each cultivator present could only pick one. After saving the life of Jin Hong, the swordswoman of the Great Bright Palace, it wouldn't be too much to ask her to pick a gourd for him, would it?
"who!?"

Although they were fighting with the enemy, the Black Demon Daoist's divine sense swept back and forth, filling the entire hall.

Originally, there was no one there, but suddenly two people appeared. This Taoist technique alone could not help but make the Black Demon Taoist more vigilant.

"Golden Rainbow Swordsman, I'll save your life. In return, will you retrieve a magical gourd for me?"

With his back to Jin Hongjianzi, Lu Cheng transmitted these words in his mind.

"...Fellow Daoist, please be extremely careful. This Black Fiend cultivates obsession and transforms into a demonic force. Although he is destined to never achieve the Void Returning stage, once he goes completely mad, even ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators cannot defeat him. He himself already possessed late-stage Nascent Soul power, but he has split into three... cough cough."

"Just tell me whether you agree or not."

“…Of course I agree.” Jin Hongjianzi couldn’t catch his breath and almost spat out blood again.

"That's good, execute him!"

There were no dazzling sword skills, no earth-shattering momentum.

An invisible yet tangible flying sword suddenly slashed out from the void to one side. It was the Five Elements Flying Sword, the sword entering the five elements, leaving no trace in the world.

Therefore, it is also known as the invisible sword!

The reason a glimmer of sword light appeared at this moment was because this crystal-like flying sword contained a flickering purplish lightning:

The Purple罡玄煞雷光剑术 (Purple罡 Mysterious Fiend Thunder Light Sword Technique) is formed from the Qi of the Five Great Thunder Demons. Its nature is as fierce as the sun in the sky, and its power is as vast as the Milky Way pouring down. When this thunder appears in the world, purple lightning tears the sky, and mysterious light illuminates the darkness. In the midst of the ten thousand feet of thunderous light, demons are beheaded, and all evil vanishes. Wherever the Thunder Light Sword Technique reaches, it is as if celestial beings are executing criminals, cleansing the universe, and all demons and monsters are reduced to ashes and annihilated.

puff!

A soft, cracking sound, like leather being struck, rang out almost simultaneously!

The "Second Brother," who had remained silent and fought fiercely based solely on instinct, wearing iron claws, was the first to be attacked!

The flying sword, crackling with purplish lightning, pierced through his head and chest in an instant! It cleaved down vertically, splitting him in two.

The Mysterious Heaven Divine Skill, the Five Elements Thunder Sword, is extremely fast and ruthless. The Five Elements Thunder Qi within it directly ignited his mangled body, turning him into a shrill, screaming fireman. The black and red Netherworld Blood Fiend was ignited and purified like boiling oil!
The elder brother, wielding the white bone banner and creating a sea of ​​blood-red demonic shadows, launched a fierce attack. This time, however, Lu Cheng did not use any complex hand seals or display any overwhelming magical power. He simply and calmly raised a fist.

That fist, with its distinct knuckles and smooth skin, appeared at first glance no different from an ordinary person's. But the instant it was raised, the void collapsed!

The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged into the fist like rivers flowing into the sea. There was no dazzling light on the fist, only a pure, unified, and extremely strong aura gathering!
It was as if this punch represented power itself! It represented his unparalleled physique and the pinnacle of "power" he had honed through countless trials and tribulations!

"Having caused such havoc, you now possess only a human form; it's time to pay the price." Lu Cheng's voice was as calm as still water, and then his fist struck.

There was no grand scale, no deafening sonic boom.

Just as the fist landed less than three inches above the head of the Taoist holding the White Bone Banner, a transparent ripple, visible to the naked eye, formed by the collapse of space by extreme force, suddenly spread out in the void.

"Boom..."

A faint, almost inaudible crackling sound, like a bubble bursting.

Immediately afterwards, the disheveled, mad and chaotic Taoist priest, whose equally powerful Nascent Soul body was being eroded from the head down like weathered sandstone being washed away by a raging undercurrent, silently decomposed, disintegrated, and shattered inch by inch, piece by piece!
His bones turned to dust, his flesh disintegrated into the finest particles, and along with his remaining Yin energy and twisted fragments of his soul, all were forcibly cleansed and obliterated into nothingness by the supreme Yang power, pure force, and all-suppressing intent contained in this punch.

With a sword and a punch, two of the infamous Black Fiend Three Elders of the Netherworld Blood Sea Sect have fallen.

The arena fell into a deathly silence.

Only the swaying celestial vines and the ever-flowing seven-colored rosy light illuminated the only remaining female cultivators of the Great Bright Palace, Jin Hong and Yu Yi, as well as the Taoist Lu Cheng, who stood with his hands behind his back and whose aura was as deep as the sea.

His Taoist robe was spotless, as if everything he had just done was simply brushing away a few specks of dust.

Jin Hong leaned against the cold palace pillar, one hand covering the still hissing, black-glowing wound on her shoulder, the other hand supporting her body with the dim light of her magic sword.

She was breathing heavily, her face as pale as paper, and blood and foam kept oozing from the corners of her mouth, clearly indicating that her injuries were extremely serious. But her eyes shone with a strange light as she looked at everything that was happening before her in disbelief.

"Ugh—!! Big brother! Second brother—!" Black Demon Daoist suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream. His voice was no longer human, filled with childlike confusion and extreme panic.

It wasn't fear of the enemy's overwhelming power, but rather an infinite terror at the sudden collapse of the very foundation of his existence. His eyes instantly lost focus, his pupils dilated, reflecting the shattered, dissipating images of two streaks of black demonic energy.

But he was, after all, an old demon in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. At the critical moment of life and death, the instinctive ferocity triggered by his thousand years of cultivation overwhelmed his mental breakdown!
Or rather, without this kind of mental cultivation, he would have gone completely insane long ago.

"You block my path, you ruin my brothers! We'll die together!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and a violent, chaotic, and boundless aura of ferocity exploded from the withered body of the Black Fiend Daoist. The Blood Sea Sect's deadly secret technique was pushed to its limit!
In an instant, all that remained in the void before Lu Cheng was the enormous, malevolent skull swelling in the wind, spewing out thick, black, foul-smelling demonic blood!

If this blood had a life of its own, it would transform into thousands of venomous blood leeches and blood snakes, carrying terrifying evil power that tainted magical artifacts, corroded primordial spirits, and devoured magical power. This power swept over Lu Cheng and the already exhausted and teetering Jin Hong, unleashing a desperate attack by squeezing out the last of his magical power and demonic arts.

Even if one is able to kill the opponent, one will still suffer enormous damage from the backlash of demonic power.

"A death throes. Compared to those two guys, Sheng Yang and Kong Ji, this is the strength of a normal Nascent Soul cultivator... It's truly nostalgic."

With this thought in mind, a cold glint flashed in Lu Cheng's eyes. Then, without dodging or avoiding, he took a step forward!
The spiritual jade bricks beneath their feet cracked silently. No earth-shattering pressure emanated; all the power was contained and compressed.

On his right arm, muscles bulged like coiling dragons, shimmering with a faint yet incredibly resilient golden radiance and multicolored glow, as if from ancient divine iron. This was the outward manifestation of pushing the body-refining methods of the "Mysterious Sect's Elixir Refining Secret Manual" to their current extreme!
At present, the "Secret Manual of Refining the Body in the Mysterious Alchemy Cauldron" is still far superior to Lu Cheng's self-created "Mysterious Heaven Divine Skill".

Lu Cheng integrated the five elements of Qi, poison, and lightning, making his own magical power gradually become more primordial. The Xuanmen Dan Ding Refining Secret Manual itself has such magical power attributes, making it more balanced and impartial.

At this moment, there are no fancy tricks, no techniques, only pure and absolute "force"! Using the body as a weapon, crush all evil!
Facing the torrent of filthy blood that corroded the space, Lu Cheng's fist slammed out head-on!

Wherever the fist struck, the space in front of it compressed and collapsed inward! The void was mercilessly squeezed, emitting a low, muffled explosion like thunder. That fist seemed to have transformed into a giant cone that could split the heavens and earth!

boom! ! !
The condensed column of energy from the fist slammed into the most turbulent core of the tainted blood demon tide!
There was no violent explosion, only a tooth-grinding, dull, suffocating cracking and erosion sound.

*Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!* The filthy blood corroded the condensed Five Elements Treasure Light, attempting to penetrate the flesh. But the immense power contained within the fist's energy smashed it open like a rock! Like an angry dragon emerging from the sea, its momentum was unstoppable!
The viscous, foul blood was forcibly torn open by this pure, fierce, and immense power, creating a massive rift! Countless wailing, venomous blood snakes crumbled and disintegrated inch by inch under the surging wind from the fist!
The sinister skull, embodying the last maddening will of the Black Demon Lord, was the first to be targeted!

The fist's energy pierced through the demonic blood without any hindrance and slammed heavily onto the skull of the giant skeleton!

Snap—Boom! Time seemed to freeze for a moment at that instant.

Then came complete collapse. The grotesque skeleton constructed of demonic energy exploded from the inside like a sandcastle, countless twisted ghostly faces wailing in agony as they dissipated.

The viscous, foul blood, no longer bound by magic, transformed into countless foul-smelling black raindrops, which were swept up by the gale-force winds of the fist and splashed onto distant corners of the palace walls, posing no further threat to the cultivators present.

Among the remaining, thin strands of black demonic energy, only that withered figure remained.

His magical power and Lu Cheng's full-force punch created a kind of clash, thus temporarily protecting the Black Demon Daoist's physical body.

The final, desperate attack was utterly crushed in such a violent and direct manner, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely destroying Black Fiend's remaining mental defenses.

Rage, struggle, desperate fighting… all the aura of a ruthless and tyrannical figure receded like a receding tide. What remained was a bottomless abyss of confusion and utter collapse.

“It…it broke…” He was hunched over, his head bowed so low it was almost buried in the dust.
His body trembled like a leaf, his lips moved, uttering broken syllables that no one could understand:

"Big brother's rattan armor... is broken... Second brother, help me... mend it... it can't be mended... it's broken... it's all broken..." His fingers nervously scratched his hair, the movements were pitifully small, but they carried a kind of chilling despair.

“You… say something…” He raised his head blankly, his bloodshot eyes darting around unfocused, looking at the spot where his two “brothers” who had long since vanished had once stood.

"Second brother... please don't scold me... Eldest brother... we promised to study the Netherworld... secret manual together... I've found that page... the fragment..."

His voice grew softer and more incoherent, like a dream. Suddenly, he nervously reached out and made patting or supporting motions in the empty space beside him, as if an unseen person were standing there.

“Third…Third brother…? Don’t be afraid…Don’t be afraid…Eldest brother, second brother…are all here…” He forced a bizarre, twisted smile—more painful than a grimace—at the empty space beside him, a smile tinged with both fawning and extreme fear. His eyes were unfocused and lifeless, and his voice was as soft as if he were coaxing a non-existent baby.
"...I'll be here...always with you...forever...never apart...hehe...hehehe..."

"Hehe...hehe...brother...wait for me...I'm coming to find you...this time it's for real...I won't lie to you anymore..." He uttered a muttering sound, blood tears mixed with foul blood flowing down his face.

His body was still convulsing, but the fire of his primordial spirit had been extinguished by more than half, his cultivation was completely ruined, his foundation of cultivation collapsed, and he had been utterly reduced to a useless, walking corpse.

That once incomparably powerful demonic master is now nothing but an empty shell, his soul torn apart by boundless regret and fear, huddled beside the ashes of his two older brothers, lost in a daze.

'This is what demonic cultivators are like: they don't cultivate their inherent nature, but nurture their obsessions into inner demons, treating their cultivation foundation like a garbage can, stuffing everything into it. Their demonic arts may seem powerful and ever-changing, but in reality, they're building a fortress on sand. Even if they gain temporary advantage, can they truly afford the price in the future?'

Looking at the cripple in front of him, Lu Cheng had this thought in his mind.

(End of this chapter)