Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 517 Myriad Changes
The Divine Court has declared martial law, and all eighth-rank officials serving in the Divine Court have been summoned back.

A gloomy, ominous aura clung to each of them, refusing to dissipate and causing them great unease.

Even those at the eighth level must constantly dispel the calamity energy that tries to disturb their minds, otherwise they will be bewitched by the calamity energy and lose their way in the great calamity.

"Those demons are here."

Someone said something, and they all turned their gazes toward the outside of the South Heavenly Gate, their eyes converging on the eternally frozen demon land that had forcibly broken through space and intervened in the divine realm.

The cold winds that linger year-round on the Demon Land carry demonic energy and blow into the Southern Heavenly Gate.

The strange, howling wind mingled with the horns of the Divine Court, causing some of the Divine Court's soldiers, whose cultivation was insufficient, to clutch their heads in pain.

Immediately afterwards, the war drums were sounded, their deep, thunderous sound drowning out the wind and dispelling the eerie breeze.

"Gentlemen, today we shall join me in vanquishing the demon."

Guangyuan Dazun's gaze met that of the Great Free Heavenly Demon, and his unicorn horn transformed into the Qilin Sword in his hand as he charged headlong into the Demon Realm.

Yuanlong Daojun followed closely behind, with a dragon pearl in his mouth, riding the waves formed by various divine waters, and together with Guangyuan Dazun, they attacked the Demon Ancestor from the left and right.

The Great Free Demon tightened his grip on the demonic blade, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"If I can't beat Grandmaster Yunhai, I can still beat you all?"

The eighth-level Divine Court cultivators are all now entangled in calamity energy and have fallen into a state of decline, while he, with the support of the Demonic Soil, has no problem suppressing the mere Yuanlong and Guangyuan, two great supernatural beings.

He used to be unable to break through the tortoise shell of the Great Venerable Guangyuan, but now things are very different.

The demonic blade slashed down, splitting the ocean tide, cutting a notch in the Qilin Sword, and then cleaving a thin crack in the Dragon Pearl, fully displaying the ferocious power of the Demon Ancestor.

The two powerful beings immediately used all their strength to barely block the Great Freedom Demon's strike.

As the great calamity reached its climax, the power of the Great Freedom Demon and even the entire demonic path increased significantly.

When the great calamity descends, it is also the time when the demonic path reaches its peak.

The Great Luo wept blood, and the calamity energy clouded their minds. The battle was so intense that no eighth-rank warrior had the leisure to dispel the calamity energy that was disturbing their minds. Instead, they fought and killed the enemy without regard for anything else.

A sharp phoenix cry rang out from the battlefield, echoing across most of the primordial world. It was the final lament of a newly promoted eighth-tier phoenix before its demise.

Blood rained down from the sky, scorching blood raining down on the primordial land, followed by a fireball formed from the corpse of a fire phoenix.

The fireball crashed to the ground, creating a scorching desert devoid of life.

This was only the first eighth-tier warrior to fall in this battle, not the last.

Blood rain continued to fall from the sky, and strange phenomena of eighth-order beings falling one after another occurred.

Although the battlefield was confined to the Divine Court Heavenly Realm, the fallen eighth-tier corpses completely transformed the primordial land.

"No one can stop me this time," the Great Free Demon said, standing with his sword drawn, his body stained with blood. "The Divine Court shall perish, and the Demonic Path shall rise."

He deliberately let the efforts of the Great Venerable Yunhai go to waste, causing him to fail in his advancement.

With another slash, the Great Freedom Demon Blade, imbued with incredible demonic power, cleaved Yuanlong Daojun's dragon pearl in two.

With the Dragon Ball destroyed, Yuanlong Daojun was also severely injured. His body paused for a moment before he fell to the ground.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanlong!"

Guangyuan Dazun's eyes were bloodshot with rage. The two had known each other for many years, and their friendship was so deep that it was unimaginable to others.

Seeing his friend severely injured by the demonic blade, he immediately tried to protect him, but the Great Free Demon was faster than him with a single strike.

Even the powerful Guangyuan Dazun only saw a streak of light flash by, followed by a line of blood on Yuanlong Daojun's body, and in the blink of an eye, his head was severed from his body. The enormous dragon head smashed through the heavens and plummeted towards the East Sea.

One of the leaders of the three races, Yuanlong Daojun, died and vanished, causing ten thousand dragons to mourn and their low roars to echo throughout the four seas.

On the other side of the battlefield, Xuanjun keenly sensed that when Yuanlong Daojun perished, a suppressed aura faintly emanated from within the Divine Court.

For a moment, he even thought he was facing an angry ninth-ranking being.

“No, he’s not at the ninth rank yet,” he quickly broke free from the influence, but was still shaken. “However, he’s not far from the ninth rank.”

Is it really a good thing for Yunhai Dazun to successfully advance to the next level?
He only needs to allow the demonic path to destroy the divine court to bring down the Cloud Sea Grand Venerable during his ascension process.

Such a thought lasted only a moment before he dismissed it.

“The Great Venerable Yunhai has treated me well, so how could I have such thoughts?” His face darkened. “Damn the Great Freedom Demon, it must be him who influenced my thoughts.”

With this in mind, he decisively killed the eighth-level demon in front of him, grabbed the Blood Jade Ruyi, and slammed it heavily onto the head of the Great Freedom Demon.

"Old demon, die!"

With a single slash, he cleaved the Qilin Sword in the hand of the Great Venerable Guangyuan. The Great Free Heavenly Demon glanced at the Blood Jade Ruyi that was hurtling towards him, but without the slightest hesitation, he ignored it and continued to attack the Great Venerable Guangyuan.

Now it was Xuanjun's turn to have a ferocious expression.

Fellow Daoist Guangyuan, don't be so stubborn!
With Guangyuan dead, Yunhai Dazun might stop his advancement and instead come out to beat up the Great Free Heavenly Demon, at which point their plan will also fail.

How could this be allowed? He was still counting on cultivating Grandmaster Yunhai into his patron.

In a flash, Xuanjun made a decision.

"Well, the thing about undercover agents is something we're meant to use someday anyway."

Upon receiving the order, the Impure Old Demon, who was rigging the match, suddenly made his move. The Impure Demon Blade, which had been waiting impatiently, unleashed a blade of light, heading straight for the head of the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon.

A deadly sense of crisis rose in his heart, and the Great Free Demon clearly sensed the betrayal of the Impure Old Demon.

His thoughts raced, all revolving around whether he should continue to kill Guangyuan Dazun.

An ordinary person would never consider continuing their actions when faced with a deadly threat.

However, the Great Free Demon is not an ordinary person, or even a normal person, and this situation will only intensify his ferocity.

"Want to save Guangyuan? I think you're delusional!" The Great Free Demon neither dodged nor evaded, and first extinguished the exhausted spiritual light of the Great Venerable Guangyuan with a single slash.

"The so-called demonic path is about creating the possible from the impossible. Impure, your understanding of the demonic path is far from sufficient!"

In a very short time, he managed to unleash an impossible strike and barely managed to block the more threatening unclean demonic blade.

In a daze, the Great Freedom Demon seemed to hear a shriek of destruction. Then, the Great Freedom Demon Blade in his hand suddenly broke and shattered into a pile of spiritual fragments.

With a single strike, he destroyed his innate spiritual treasure; such power can only be possessed by "destruction".

"Could it be that the former president is still alive?"

The moment that thought crossed his mind, a hard object smashed into him.

The blood mist and demonic energy exploded and scattered, and a corner of his innate immortal spiritual light was also smashed.

Although he blocked the old demon's blade, he couldn't stop the blood jade scepter that was smashed down on him.

Although the demonic path is unpredictable, it is not omnipotent.

(End of this chapter)