Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

In the silvery-white star realm, Gao Yang and the Demon Lord stood facing each other, their golden-red aura of natural disaster clashing violently with the Demon Lord's wild and domineering dark aura.

The golden-red aura of natural disaster spread out in a semi-circle from Gao Yang to the star realm behind him, completely coloring the silvery-white star realm with a blood-stained golden-red hue wherever it passed.

All beings shrouded in the aura of natural disaster knelt on the spot, trembling uncontrollably.

Clang!
The Eternal Radiance Sword rang out, its sound echoing across billions of miles of star realm. Countless illusory souls instantly filled the aura of calamity, emitting unwilling roars and cries. The piercing, unwilling sound waves instantly caused the will of star realm creatures whose life level had not reached the legendary level to collapse on the spot.

In contrast, the Demon Lord's dark and domineering aura corrupted a vast expanse of the star realm behind him, turning it into a ghostly realm. Streams of black energy crisscrossed and flowed through it, draining every star realm creature it touched of its life force in an extremely short time, merging into the black energy and crashing into the Demon Lord's body from behind.

In just a few breaths, a massive number of white bones floated within this area.

The Demon Lord stood before the majestic throne, his wild hair flying wildly. His towering body, over two meters tall, seemed to contain explosive power, and even the Star Realm trembled at his every move.

Gao Yang was less than a hundred meters away from the Demon Lord. Looking at the wild, domineering, and cruel Demon Lord in front of him, Gao Yang felt no ripples in his heart. He simply tightened his grip on Yongyao.

In their brief exchange, Gao Yang had realized that there was no absolute difference in rank between himself and the Demon Lord. In other words, he was now qualified to fight the Demon Lord head-on.

For Gao Yang, understanding this was enough.

Gao Yang and the Demon Lord locked eyes, their golden-red aura of natural disaster and their dark, domineering pressure constantly clashing and annihilating each other.

The moment a wave of energy exploded from the center of the two, both vanished instantly.

"Natural Disaster: Heavy Slash!"

'Demon King Fist!'

The greatsword clashed with the fist, two completely different yet equally terrifying auras collided and eroded each other wildly, causing power to surge.

The Demon Lord's fist flew high into the air, his body uncontrollably staggering backward, his dark eyes looking at Gao Yang with a hint of surprise.

The opponent's strike carried an irresistible domineering force, a force even stronger than his Demon King Fist. It was precisely because he knew what that unstoppable, domineering strike represented that the Demon Lord allowed his arm to be knocked back.

With a single sword strike, Gao Yang repelled the Demon Lord, and the aura of natural disaster surged dramatically, unleashing a devastating force that pressed down upon the Demon Lord. At the same time, Gao Yang took a step forward, his incomparably powerful body shattering the Demon Lord's aura, and rushed to the Demon Lord's side. The greatsword he raised high gleamed with a cold light even more violent and desperate than when stars fell.

The Demon Lord's black hair danced wildly, and his raised arm vanished in an instant. Then, a brand new arm condensed in the blink of an eye, its five fingers clenched into a fist, and like a heavy hammer beating a drum, it slammed into Gao Yang's chest in a flash.

That speed was even faster and quicker than Gao Yang's slash.

boom!
The fist, made of flesh and blood, landed solidly in the center of Gao Yang's chest. His body, which had been tempered and refined over thousands of years, crumbled instantly under this punch, turning into thousands of streams of flesh and blood that exploded.

With a single punch, the Demon Lord utterly shattered Gao Yang's body.

Zheng!
As Yongyao slashed down in fury, the Demon Lord let out a low roar and extended a fist out of thin air, slamming it onto the blade.

This punch momentarily blocked Yongyao's attack. In that instant, the Demon Lord calmly took a step back, dodging the descending sword once again.

Opposite him, countless streams of flesh and blood simultaneously erupted with brilliant light of will. Then, as if time had reversed, these streams of flesh and blood instantly reassembled, transforming into Gao Yang's body.

A brilliant light of will burst forth from every inch of his flesh and blood. Gao Yang gripped the sword hilt again, his solar battle aura burning fiercely, as if he were not the one whose body had been blasted apart earlier.

The Demon Lord raised an eyebrow, looked at Gao Yang opposite him, and grinned: "I have a feeling that the battle between you and me will be the most satisfying one I have ever experienced in my life."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head and let out a long roar. The astral plane trembled incessantly at his roar, and streams of silvery-white light were swallowed into his mouth. That was the most primordial astral energy, and boundless power burst forth from his body.

Qiang~
The sword rang out, and Gao Yang naturally wouldn't just stand by and watch the Demon Lord gather his strength. In an instant, he flashed in front of the Demon Lord and brought Yongyao down with unparalleled power.

With his arms outstretched and his black hair dancing wildly, the Demon Lord continued to devour the energy of the astral realm, allowing Gao Yang's greatsword to strike him down without offering any resistance.

Gao Yang's eyes flashed, and various thoughts flashed through his mind. In just a moment, Yongyao's slashing speed increased again, and ripples of sword energy spread out from the sword.

'Man-made disaster, a world apart!'

As the sword blade slashed at the Demon Lord's body, a gaping maw suddenly emerged from the Demon Lord's chest, its full set of flat teeth biting down hard on Yongyao's sword. The overwhelming binding force instantly locked Yongyao in place.

The next instant, the flat teeth whirred, and a tremendous pulling force came from the giant mouth, indicating that it was about to completely devour Yongyao.

Seeing this, Gao Yang loosened his grip, allowing the giant maw to devour Yongyao.

This scene puzzled the Demon Lord.

He naturally realized that Gao Yang's combat power largely depended on this sword. Now that the other party was giving up control of the sword, wouldn't that mean giving up a major advantage in the battle?
Whatever they think, I'll crush them with one punch!
The moment the thought appeared, it was completely swept away by the Demon Lord's domineering fist intent, and his wide-open hands suddenly clenched into fists.

The instant he clenched his fist, an astonishing surge of energy erupted from the Demon Lord's body. His body rose infinitely taller, his will shone with unparalleled brilliance, and his eyes shone with boundless light like eternally burning stars.

In that instant, the Demon Lord became the supreme being reigning over the star realm.

The Demon Lord slammed his fist down, a blazing light covering his fist, like a scorching star falling, and a terrible aura swept over.

Boom!

The silver-white star realm exploded with a deafening roar, accompanied by the scorching light emanating from his fist. The entire silver-white star realm, above, below, and to the left and right, began to tremble. Many star realm creatures that had begun to flee when Gao Yang and the Demon Lord appeared in the star realm were silently annihilated by the scorching light.

Gao Yang looked up at the falling fist, clenched his right fist, and stomped his foot.

In an instant, his body began to swell, and a sharp sword intent rose from his body. His right hand clenched into a fist, and his brilliant will transformed into an invisible sword, which he held in his hand and slashed at the fist falling from above.

Boom~!

The star realm, spanning billions of miles, trembled violently. Irregular spatial rifts tore the star realm apart, and countless star realm creatures were swallowed up by the spatial rifts in an instant.

At the center of the intense power fluctuations, two enormous figures, seemingly endless, faced each other, unleashing a barrage of fist strikes without reservation.

Thump! Thump thump thump.
A continuous roar echoed throughout the astral plane, and energy tides mixed with power fluctuations spread like a tsunami towards the far reaches of the astral plane.

Originally, the battle between Gao Yang and the Demon Lord was confined to that hidden crystal wall system. But now, countless powerful beings have been disturbed by the aftershocks of this battle, which has almost swept across multiple dimensions. Distant but brilliant starlight has lit up the silvery astral plane. Large swathes of starlight were extinguished by the aftershocks of the battle, leaving only a very small portion. Those that remained were at least beings of powerful divine strength.

Even with such powerful divine abilities, in the aftermath of the battle between Gao Yang and the Demon Lord, they still flickered like candles in the wind, and could be extinguished at any moment.

The battle continued, and Gao Yang and the Demon Lord had lost count of how many punches they had exchanged.

The more the battle raged, the more astonished the Demon Lord became, because he could clearly feel that Gao Yang's body was becoming increasingly resilient in the fight, and the frequency with which he could destroy Gao Yang's body was decreasing.

At the same time, the damage he received from Gao Yang's fists as they pounded into his body became increasingly severe.

Although it wasn't enough to injure him, it was still not good news.

This means that Gao Yang is constantly adapting and growing in this process.

In fact, Gao Yang was not growing, but rather adapting to the rapid improvement brought about by his recent breakthrough.

Not long ago, he had completely mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, and his body and will had experienced explosive growth and improvement in a very short period of time. This improvement was so terrifying that Gao Yang could not feel any pressure in his battles with Blade Master, Desire Master, and others.

Without pressure, one cannot quickly adapt to personal improvement.

But things are different now. The Demon Lord's strength is no weaker than Gao Yang's, and may even be stronger than Gao Yang at this stage.

In other words, every battle with the Demon Lord was a process of understanding and transforming himself for Gao Yang.

At this moment, Gao Yang was like a steel ingot heated to its limit. Every punch and kick from the Demon Lord was like a sledgehammer constantly hammering him, hammering out all the useless impurities in his body, leaving only the essence that had been concentrated to the extreme.

Just like before, the Demon Lord could completely shatter Gao Yang's body with a single punch, but now, it often takes several punches to only shatter a part of Gao Yang's body.

For Gao Yang now, this injury was not even a minor one. The moment he was shattered, his flesh and blood rolled back and reconstructed his original physique.

In fact, it is even more resilient and stronger than its original physique.

Furthermore, during the battle with the Demon Lord, the notifications from the network never stopped.

Gao Yang didn't have time to check these prompts, but in the process of being blown to pieces and nearly dying at every turn, he was adapting to his current body and various enhanced abilities at rocket speed.

Rumble~
The Demon Lord clenched his fist, and streams of astral energy gathered in his hand. He then unleashed a powerful punch.

The next instant, his fist broke through all restrictions and smashed straight into Gao Yang's head.

Boom! !

The space behind Gao Yang fluctuated violently, transforming into a gigantic fist imprint with no end in sight. Wherever the fist imprint went, the starlight dimmed.

Gao Yang turned his head and punched the Demon Lord in the chest with his backhand.

The Demon Lord's punch did not shatter his skull.

At the same time, Gao Yang also felt that his body's toughness had completely reached its current limit, and he could no longer make any further progress.

Conversely, his will has also been refined to the limit that he can currently reach. Even his thinking speed, reaction speed, and perception intensity have all reached their current limits as his body and will have reached their limits.

The Demon Lord took Gao Yang's punch head-on without retreating a step. Instead, he suddenly opened his large hand and grabbed Gao Yang's head, unleashing a continuous barrage of attacks from his palm.

In an instant, hundreds of high-frequency attacks slammed into Gao Yang's skull, causing his head to begin shattering uncontrollably.

Gao Yang was not afraid at all. The fist that was about to smash into the Demon Lord's chest instantly turned into a sword finger. A sharp sword aura burst out from his fingertip. In an instant, a jet-black sword aura pierced through the Demon Lord's chest and emerged from his back.

A fierce glint flashed in the Demon Lord's eyes, and his five fingers suddenly clenched together.

Click!

Gao Yang's head was immediately crushed. At the same time, Gao Yang slashed his arm, and his sword finger instantly cut open the Demon Lord's chest and abdomen, splitting him completely in two. If it weren't for the fact that his shoulders and above were still connected, he would have been completely cut in half by the sword.

The aftershocks of the power swept across the astral plane, and the remaining sword intent pierced through the astral plane, penetrating into the unknown lands of distant astral planes.

The flesh and bones at Gao Yang's head quickly coalesced, and the Demon Lord's severed body also healed instantly.

The battle between the two continued, with astonishing aftershocks sweeping across the astral plane like the most violent astral storm, devouring life. But for the two, this level of battle didn't even qualify as a true life-or-death struggle.

Amidst the intense energy fluctuations, Gao Yang clenched his fist, and a sword cry resounded from within the Demon Lord's body.

The Demon Lord's expression changed, and the giant maw on his chest reappeared. The instant the maw appeared, Yongyao pierced through it and fell back into Gao Yang's control.

The Demon Lord reached out and patted off non-existent dust from his chest. Looking at Gao Yang, dark light condensed on his bare fist, transforming into a pair of ferocious brass knuckles.

"Come on, keep going!"

Before the Demon Lord could finish speaking, a sword aura tore through the void and slashed towards him.

The Demon Lord clenched his fists, and a burst of dark light erupted from the knuckle dusters. Four ferocious claws extended from the tips of the knuckle dusters. He threw a punch, and the claws tore through the void, colliding with the greatsword that Gao Yang was slashing at.

clang!
Amidst the clanging of metal, the surrounding astral void shattered further. The Demon Lord smashed through the void and punched Gao Yang's head.

Chi chi chi~
Gao Yang looked up at the Demon Lord, and golden swords burst forth from his body, their sharp sword energy surging. The Demon Lord leaped backward, leaving behind trails of black phantoms.

"Man-made disaster, piercing the heart!"

Countless golden swords pierced through the Demon Lord's illusory figures, and then his will erupted, tearing the illusory figures to shreds.

The Demon Lord's retreating body suddenly stopped, and countless dense sword wounds suddenly appeared on his massive body.

The attack just now actually struck him directly through the afterimage. (End of Chapter)