Immortals of the End Times

Three days passed by in a flash.

Inside a cave in the Seven Mist Gorge, the Crimson-Eyed Demon King raised a blood-red demon banner, its surface entwined with thousands of struggling souls.

The Thirteen Demon Princes sneered and made a hand seal to activate the earth's veins, pouring the extracted spiritual essence of the Flying Eagle Cave into the Demon Banner.

The crimson eyes on the banner suddenly opened, shooting out a terrifying blood-red light.

"The time has come! My children, I have gathered the demons scattered in other regions to infiltrate the Xuanming Dynasty and head straight for the royal family."

The Crimson-Eyed Demon King grinned and waved his demon banner. Dozens of demonic beasts lurking in the canyon roared to the sky at the same time, and the sound waves shook the rocks and caused them to tumble down.

"Remember, we must take down the Wang family first before we can begin the grand feast. During the infiltration, no one should reveal their presence or let the news leak out. We can only travel through the mountainous and forested areas."

Zhao Wuji, disguised as the demon servant 'Chang Xiangwan', stood in the ranks of demon cultivators, coldly watching Yang Su unfold a diagram of the Wang family's protective mountain formation.

The young master of Nan Chu Prefecture pointed to the northwest corner of the array diagram: "According to intelligence, the Wang family sent out half of their guest elders to search for medicine three days ago, and this is the weakest point of the array."

"Fellow Daoist Chang, you coordinate with the two Nascent Soul stage demons to attack this place. If any guest elders or disciples of the Wang family intervene, we'll leave it to you!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Wuji, hidden beneath the black robe, responded hoarsely. The Thirteen Demon Princes beside him glanced at him coldly and transmitted their voices.

"Take it easy. Better to die than to die yourself. Don't act like a fool and try to show off."

Zhao Wuji agreed again, secretly chuckling to himself.

He has already reported all of these demons' schemes to the Qilin Sword Sect.

Please send some sword cultivator disciples to provide support to the Xuanming Dynasty.

After all, if so many demonic beasts were to pass through and disperse, they would cause great damage and panic to the Xuanming Dynasty.

The Wang family is the foundation upon which he and Peak Master Hua Qingshuang stand!
How can we allow demons and monsters to lay a finger on it?

The Qilin swordsman ambushed and killed the lesser demons in the shadows.

He, along with Peak Master Hua Qingshuang and Golden Core servant Wang Shouzhen, together were enough to slay the Demon King and eliminate the Demon Child!

In this battle, we must act swiftly and decisively to wipe them all out!
soon.

At midnight, the demonic beasts from other areas arrived one after another, and then, driven by the demonic cultivators, they split into six groups and infiltrated the Xuanming Dynasty.

Zhao Wuji followed the vanguard through the mist-shrouded canyon.

He coldly swept his gaze over the group of demonic beasts. Although they coveted the mortal towns outside the mountains, they suppressed their ferocity and moved stealthily like ghosts, heading straight for the Wang family's direction.

"Heh, it does have a bit of a military formation about it!"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself:

"With the Demon King in charge and demonic cultivators at their beck and call, even the stupidest beasts can bring disaster to the world... No wonder demons and monsters have always been the most troublesome to deal with!"

Zhao Wuji remained vigilant and secretly communicated with Hua Qingshuang via the Dream-Guiding Insect.

"Peak Master, the demons have already set off. Judging by their speed, they should arrive in about a day. Make preparations as soon as possible!"

Hua Qingshuang quickly responded through the Dream-Guiding Insect, "Wuji, rest assured, I have made proper arrangements as you said, and the guest retainers who left the family three days ago have all been laid in ambush."

Besides, my father has also emerged from seclusion!

"Senior Hua?" Zhao Wuji asked in surprise, then with delight, "Wasn't he in seclusion preparing to break through to the Golden Core stage? Could it be that he has already..."

"He has broken through, after all, he has been in seclusion for more than a year, but his realm is not yet stable. I plan to make him refrain from making a move if possible!"

"That's fine then!" Zhao Wuji and Hua Qingshuang quickly ended their conversation.

He then quickly made hand seals to cast the Dream Marriage Technique, contacting the array master's servant Lin Qi and informing him of his many plans and ideas for cooperating in manipulating the array.

Meanwhile, in the capital of the Xuanming Dynasty, the night was bustling with activity.

The third swordsman, Blood Kirin Xiao Chenzhou, sat alone in a private seat at the Royal Capital Restaurant, taking a sip of the spiritual wine in his cup.

He looked through the carved wooden window at the bustling streets of the capital, a slight smile appearing on his lips.

He thought to himself that this Senior Brother Zhao was truly remarkable. He had only been in the sect for a few months, yet he had already stirred up a storm.

If we can kill that Crimson-Eyed Demon King this time...

The name "Zhao Wuji, the Heavenly Kirin" is likely to shake the entire nation, and his position within the sect is as solid as a rock, with no one daring to question him in the slightest.

"If Senior Brother Zhao can truly accomplish this feat alone, I'd rather help him. After all, protecting the towns and villages along the way from the rampage of demons is the most important task at hand."

Xiao Chenzhou pondered in his heart.

The two tables behind them, seemingly ordinary diners, were all Sword Sect disciples who concealed their auras and had hidden sword boxes under their robes.

"Your Highness, the demonic energy in the Seven Mist Gorge in the southeast has begun to move."

The swordsman disguised as a scholar beside him whispered, the compass needle in his sleeve trembling slightly.

Xiao Chenzhou nodded and telepathically instructed the disciples lying in ambush at each city gate to activate the early warning sword talismans.

He then unfolded the map of the demon horde's movement route that Zhao Wuji had transmitted through the sword token.

The closest of the six demonic tides was only eighty miles from the capital, yet it unusually bypassed densely populated areas.

He put down his wine cup, stood up, and said, "We will guard the four gates as originally planned."

"Yes!"

The shopkeeper behind the counter, who was doing the accounting, suddenly straightened his back, revealing the sword sect patterns on the lining.

Outside the window, in the streets and alleys, the peddlers who were originally hawking their wares and the young gentlemen who were strolling around were all making hand gestures, and the swords at their waists hummed in response.

They had long ago used shapeshifting talismans to conceal their sword cultivator characteristics.

At this moment, the capital city appears to be as usual, but in reality, sword light is hidden under every eave, ready to be unleashed.

In other towns along the route, sword cultivators, including disciples of the Wang family, were also deployed and on high alert.

Soon.

Dawn is approaching, but the light of day has not yet broken.

The forests of Wangdu, outside the six sacred mountains of the Wang family, suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

The mountain wind seemed to freeze, birds and beasts fell silent, and even the grass and trees seemed to hold their breath.

In the thick fog, ferocious beastly shadows silently swept past, their scarlet demonic eyes flashing in the shadows, greedily eyeing the lights of the distant mortal towns and the rising spiritual energy from the royal family's spiritual veins.

The Crimson-Eyed Demon King took a deep breath, and murky mist emanated from between his fangs as he hissed, "What a blessed land with spiritual veins... It should rightfully belong to me!"

The thirteen demon princes' black robes billowed, and they chuckled sinisterly: "Demon King, don't be impatient. Once the mountain-protecting formation is broken, you will have your own time to absorb spiritual energy."

Yang Su stood with his hands behind his back, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "The time has come, let's make our move."

"Roar!! My children, follow me, kill!!"

The Crimson-Eyed Demon King suddenly roared to the sky, and six groups of demonic beasts rose up in response, attacking the six immortal mountains like a black tide.

It, along with the Thirteen Demon Princes and Yang Su, transformed into three afterimages and rushed straight towards the main peak, Balong Mountain.

In the mist, a figure disguised as a demonic cultivator, accompanied by three powerful demons at the Concentration Realm, quietly followed behind. It was none other than Zhao Wuji, who had changed his appearance.

"kill!"

The Thirteen Demon Princes cackled and flew to the front of Tyrant Dragon Mountain. Suddenly, a Level 5 Breaking Formation Talisman from their sleeves was unleashed, quickly illuminating the area.

The runes twisted and wriggled like living creatures, transforming into hundreds of scarlet venomous snakes that frantically devoured the light screen of the protective array of Balong Mountain.

The array's protective barrier trembled violently, cracks spreading like a spider web, and it looked like it was about to completely collapse.

At this critical moment, Zhao Wuji secretly made a hand seal with his fingertips, resonating with Lin Qi's divine sense, which had already been lurking in the center of the formation.

"Lin Qi, activate the formation!"

On Balong Mountain, Lin Qi, a formation master who had been prepared in advance, immediately cooperated and activated the mountain-protecting formation.

The broken array patterns appear fragmented on the surface, but in reality, they conceal a hidden secret.

Within the cracks, the power of life and death cycle quietly flowed, drawing all the power of the array-breaking talisman toward the gate of life.

"boom!!"

With a deafening roar, the protective array of the mountain suddenly burst open, creating a gap.

Upon seeing this, the Crimson-Eyed Demon King burst into wild laughter, his voice booming like thunder: "How dare the mere Wang family obstruct my path?!"

Its lion mane danced wildly, its bloodlust surged, transforming into a stench that swept through the air. Holding the Myriad Souls Gathering Beast Banner, it charged into the formation first.

Those crimson demonic eyes scanned greedily, as if they could already see the spiritual veins being completely devoured by them.

"What kind of monster is this?!"

"Zheng!"

A clear and melodious sword cry suddenly resounded through the sky!
Hua Qingshuang emerged from the clouds, her Frost Sword flashing with a cold light. Wherever the sword pointed, the void froze inch by inch, and frost rained down like a silver river.

With a light flick of her wrist, her robes fluttered, and the icy sword energy transformed into countless icicles, whistling as they swept down!

"Click! Click! Click!"

The blood-red demonic mist surging around the Crimson-Eyed Demon King was instantly frozen into scarlet ice crystals, causing the Demon King to freeze for a moment!
"boom!"

Almost at the same moment, Wang Shouzhen suddenly rose from the flank, his golden core aura as powerful as a raging sea, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to boil!
Golden light surged from his palm, and his natal magic weapon, the "Mountain Suppressing Seal," transformed into a hundred-zhang-tall golden mountain in mid-air, carrying the force of collapsing mountains and splitting the earth, and smashed down fiercely towards the demon king's head!

"boom!!"

Ice and fire intertwine, mountains suppress!
The two, one ice-cold and the other mountain-like, worked together flawlessly, forcing the Crimson-Eyed Demon King to a standstill, unable to advance an inch further!

"Bastard thing!!"

The Crimson-Eyed Demon King roared, its voice booming and shattering the ice crystals around it. A blinding crimson light flashed in its single eye, blasting back the Mountain-Suppressing Seal.

"Hua Qing Shuang!?"

Thirteen Demon Prince's gaze lingered on Hua Qing Shuang's beautiful figure like a venomous snake, and he let out a lewd chuckle: "With such fair skin and delicate bones, little lady of the Hua family, once I capture you, I will surely teach you to taste the ultimate pleasure. How could I bear to take your life so easily?"

Yang Su's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice, "Don't forget the agreement, Hua Qingshuang is mine!"

"Heh," the Thirteenth Demon Prince's black robes fluttered without wind as he sneered, "Then let's see who has the best skills. If I capture her first, I can play with her and then give her to you."

Before he could finish speaking, behind him...

Zhao Wuji, disguised as Chang Xiangwan, had already closed to within three steps!

"Idiot! What are you doing here? It's extremely dangerous!"

Before the thirteen demon sons could finish their angry roar, their demonic energy suddenly froze, and they felt their energy dissipate, causing their eyes to widen in astonishment.

A streak of frost-white sword light suddenly appeared from the void, like a silver river cascading down from the heavens.

Zhao Wuji chuckled lightly, "Thank you for your concern, Demon Prince!"

The life-protecting jade pendant at the waist of the thirteen demon prince had just begun to glow with a protective blood-red light when it exploded into dust under the sword intent.

"Damn traitor!!"

The thirteen demon sons roared angrily, their bodies suddenly twisting and turning into billowing black mist as they tried to escape.

However.
"boom!!"

The sword light suddenly exploded like an avalanche or the sun bursting open. With the power of the Golden Core erupting, the dazzling sword light swept across all directions, tearing the black mist into pieces!
As the black mist dissipated, the thirteen demon princes revealed themselves in a disheveled state, their demonic robes torn, blood gushing from their seven orifices, and a hideous bloodstain split open between their brows.

Yang Su and the Crimson-Eyed Demon King, who were nearby, were terrified by this sudden change and quickly moved away.

"Who are you?!"

The thirteen demon sons roared, their pupils shrinking. Before they could recover from the impact of the sword light, another cold glint appeared before their eyes, each move deadly, leaving no room for retreat.
"Pfft!"

The sword flashed like lightning, piercing straight to the center of his brow!
"what!!"

Amidst the piercing screams, the golden core within the thirteen demon princes trembled violently.

His body was filled with violent demonic energy, like a volcanic eruption, threatening to detonate his golden core and take everyone with him!

"He self-destructed his golden core! He's gone mad!?" The Crimson-Eyed Demon King and Yang Su were horrified. They had originally wanted to help, but in an instant, they retreated a hundred feet, their eyes filled with shock.

Who could have imagined that the mighty Thirteen Demon Princes would be driven to the brink of despair in the blink of an eye?!
"Want to self-destruct? Did I give you permission?"

Zhao Wuji chuckled lightly, pinched his sword fingers, and the Qi-sealing technique was activated again!
"Buzz!"

The void trembled, and the demonic energy around the thirteen demon sons was as if bound by invisible shackles.

The power unleashed by the Golden Core was forcibly suppressed!

The next instant, Zhao Wuji activated his sword technique, and the Frost Soul Flying Sword instantly unleashed an astonishingly cold sword intent.

"Kakakaka!!"

The Thirteen Demon Princes were completely transformed into an ice sculpture.

Even more terrifying, the surging Yin energy within his body was frozen into streaks of black ice, and his very soul seemed to be completely frozen by this chill!

"Deterrence!"

As Zhao Wuji made a hand seal, the Netherworld Connection Technique transformed into a gust of yin wind, forming a sinister ghost hand that followed the sword light straight into his dantian.

"twist!"

"Oh!"

Thirteen demonic children, their souls shattered!
His eyes dimmed instantly, and before his body could fall to the ground, Zhao Wuji swept it up with his sleeve and put it into the Pot Heaven Space.

"The body that Xinghe Daoist possessed has been obtained."

This was nothing more than a swift and powerful move, turning the palm into clouds and rain, instantly suppressing the arrogant and domineering Crimson-Eyed Demon King and Yang Su!
"Roar!!"

The Crimson-Eyed Demon King glared angrily at Chang Xiangwan, who stood suspended in mid-air, and let out a lion's roar that shook the mountains: "Who are you?!"

At the same time, Yang Su frantically scanned all directions with his divine sense and was horrified to discover that the demon beast army that had been charging aggressively towards the peaks was now being sniped by thunder!

Not only were they unable to breach the mountain gate, but many demonic beasts were also severely injured in a single encounter.

In the dim morning light, streaks of sword light streaked across the sky like shooting stars from all directions, beheading all the demonic beasts in their path!

"The Qilin Sword Sect?!"

Yang Su was shocked. Before he could react, the "Chang Xiangwan" opposite him had already dropped his disguise.
The purple-gold Qilin robe fluttered in the wind as the handsome young man stood with his hands behind his back, his brows radiating a sword-like intent that soared to the heavens. The word "First" on the sword token at his waist was awe-inspiring.

He smiled slightly and said calmly:
"Qilin Sword Sect, Zhao Wuji."

"It's you?! The First Sword Master, Tian Qilin!"

Yang Su retreated in shock, instantly unleashing his natal magic weapon: "You've been disguising yourself as a demon servant, following us all along?!"

Zhao Wuji raised an eyebrow and sneered, "You only realize it now? Too late! You can all stay here."

He flicked his sword finger, and the array formation was activated instantly.

Suddenly, the Wang family's protective mountain array shone brightly, and the array patterns, which were originally on the verge of collapse, spread rapidly as if they were alive, instantly sealing off the entire area!

"Roar!!"

The Crimson-Eyed Demon King roared to the sky, his voice booming like a thunderclap from the heavens!

That was no ordinary roar, but the [Mountain Shaking Divine Power] containing the bloodline of the ancient lion demon.

Where the sound waves passed, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles boiled.

"Boom!"

The mountains trembled, and the rock walls cracked!
Countless pebbles rolled down from the peak, only to be pulverized by the sound waves mid-air.

The nearest low peaks were even snapped in half and collapsed with a deafening roar!
"puff!"

Many weaker cultivators outside the formation coughed up blood on the spot, and the magical artifacts in their hands flickered violently and dimmed.

Even Wang Shouzhen, a Golden Core cultivator, was the first to be hit, and his face turned pale. He had no choice but to use his internal energy to resist.

The light screen of the Wang family's protective mountain array distorted violently, and the base of the array creaked as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

Yang Su quickly retreated more than ten feet before regaining his footing, his eyes filled with horror: "This beast actually had such tricks up its sleeve!"

And at this moment.
"Zheng!"

A clear, melodious sword cry pierced the air, tearing a gap in the overwhelming sound waves.

Zhao Wuji's purple-gold unicorn robe remained motionless in the gale, and the Cold Soul Flying Sword hovered in front of him. Where the sword tip pointed, the sound waves parted to both sides like a tide!

"Good boy!"

The Crimson-Eyed Demon King stared intently at Zhao Wuji with his single bloodshot eye, and snarled, "How dare you, a mere early-stage Golden Core cultivator, utter such arrogant words as to keep me here?"

Even if you possess extraordinary fighting prowess, you will not succeed today! Once I return, I will regroup and vow that I will not rest until this grudge is avenged!

"Noisy!"

Zhao Wuji remained calm and transmitted his voice to Hua Qingshuang and the other person, saying, "That masked man is Yang Su of the Yang family in Nan Chu Prefecture. Capture him if you can and demand compensation from the Yang family."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. "If we can't capture him, we'll kill him. As for this demon king, leave him to me."

"Okay, be careful!"

Hua Qingshuang nodded decisively, not wanting to show off or get entangled in anything at this moment.

"Shh!"

Before Zhao Wuji could finish speaking, his figure had already transformed into a dazzling sword light, and the Cold Soul Flying Sword, accompanied by the sound of thunder, broke through the air.

The sword's roar and thunderous sound tore a gap in the Crimson-Eyed Demon King's lion's roar!
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

However, when the sword lights struck the demon king, they produced a metallic clang!
The crimson lion's mane was as sharp as steel needles, and even the level-five magic weapon, the Cold Soul Sword, could only leave streaks of blood on it, unable to penetrate further into the broken bone.

Are you giving me a massage!?

The demon king grinned maliciously and swept his giant claws across the ground.

Five pitch-black cracks were instantly torn open in the void, and the array patterns shattered like paper under its claws!
"As expected of a demon king in the late Golden Core stage, what a powerful physical body!"

Zhao Wuji's pupils contracted slightly, and his figure moved like a dragon through the countless claw shadows.

"Sword Rain - Questioning a Thousand Swords!"

His sword technique suddenly changed, and the Frost Soul Flying Sword instantly split into hundreds of chilling sword lights.

Like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, it surged towards the vital points of the Crimson-Eyed Demon King!

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The sword light struck the Demon King Iron Mane, scattering dazzling sparks that could only break through the skin, leaving shallow bloodstains.

"Roar!!"

The Crimson-Eyed Demon King grinned maliciously and suddenly waved the Myriad Souls Gathering Beast Banner!
In an instant, countless vengeful spirits roared out, transforming into a sky-covering ghostly shadow that pounced on Zhao Wuji!
"How dare you, a mere ghost, act so presumptuously?!"

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, his double pupils gleaming with a dark light!
"town!"

A ghostly aura erupted from his body, and the vengeful spirits that rushed towards him froze in mid-air as if they had seen their natural enemy, and then trembled and knelt down to retreat!
"What!?"

The Crimson-Eyed Demon King's expression changed drastically, a hint of horror flashing in his single eye.

The souls within the Myriad Souls Gathering Banner were all refined from the cultivators it slaughtered, yet they were intimidated by a single glance from the other party?!

Right now
A glint of light flashed in Zhao Wuji's double pupils as he caught a wisp of stagnant breath at the Demon King's neck.

"It's now!"

hum! !

The Cold Soul Sword suddenly condensed a white lotus sword aura, which seemed slow but actually arrived in an instant, piercing straight for the Demon King's single eye!
"Roar!!"

The Crimson-Eyed Demon King roared in fury, its single eye blazing with blood-red light, and a crimson beam shot out.

Wherever it passed, the White Lotus Sword Qi shattered inch by inch, and even the Cold Soul Flying Sword was shaken and flew backward with a mournful cry!

The beam of light, still powerful, hurtled straight towards Zhao Wuji's face.
"Whoosh!"

Zhao Wuji transformed into the wind, narrowly avoiding the attack.

However, the cuffs of the robe were still torn, revealing the protective aura shimmering inside.

His expression turned solemn, and he thought to himself, "As expected of the Demon King, this beast has a powerful physical body, strong innate supernatural abilities, and can even use magical artifacts and treasures to cast spells."

His combat strength far surpasses that of an ordinary late-stage Golden Core cultivator, likely comparable to a Great Perfection cultivator. No wonder he's so arrogant!

Zhao Wuji took a deep breath, and the four core divine senses within his sea of ​​consciousness trembled simultaneously.

If we unleash our full power right now.

The martial arts cultivator's physical body, the Heavenly South Ancestor's Blood Fiend Needle Sword, the True Martial Broken Sword, and even the Blood King Gu Worm all came out at once.

He was confident he could severely injure or even kill this beast on the spot!
but.
"They're all too sensitive; we can't expose them all."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he instantly extinguished the thought.

These trump cards and identities are too significant to be revealed yet.

Once activated, it will not only expose multiple identities, but may also bring a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Even the current status and interests of the Qilin Sword Sect will be impacted.

"Roar!! Kid, are you scared?"

The Crimson-Eyed Demon King laughed wildly, his voice shaking the heavens!
It roared, and the sound waves it unleashed solidified like a raging sea, transforming into a terrifying storm capable of shattering mountains and splitting peaks, sweeping towards Zhao Wuji.

Wherever the storm passed, the void twisted and the ground cracked, as if even heaven and earth were about to be torn apart by the violent roar!

at the same time
Its single, scarlet eye suddenly lit up, a crimson beam of light condensing like a red-hot iron, radiating a terrifying aura of destruction!
Before the beam of light was even emitted, the surrounding air was already boiling, as if even the great formation would be scorched through by this extreme heat!
"die!!"

The Demon King roared fiercely, unleashing a sonic storm and a crimson pillar of light simultaneously, blocking all of Zhao Wuji's escape routes from the left and right!
"In that case."

Zhao Wuji's eyes were icy cold as he suddenly pressed his right hand against his brow.

"Open the true head of Xiang Yu!"

On his face, the phantom image of Xiang Yu's head suddenly solidified, his double pupils as deep as abysses, radiating a terrifying and fierce light!
The trajectory of the sonic waves and the trajectory of the Crimson-Eyed Demon King's impending killing move were all seen through by those domineering double pupils, leaving no room for escape!

"Wind Control!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly made a hand seal, and his figure instantly transformed into a gust of wind and vanished.

"Roar!!"

The Crimson-Eyed Demon King's crimson beam of light tore through the sky, as violent as a blood dragon piercing the sun, but it only shattered a residual image.

Zhao Wuji's figure had already transformed into the wind, merging into the sound waves, and vanished in an instant!
The next instant, the void behind the Demon King suddenly cracked open!

"boom!!"

The space between the pots and the sky suddenly exploded, and a terrifying head, as if a mountain had collapsed, broke through the boundary!

His black hair danced wildly like ten thousand evil dragons, each strand entwined with a malevolent aura that seemed to shatter mountains and rivers.

His crimson double pupils resembled two blood moons in the sky, illuminating the entire Tyrant Dragon Mountain with a blood-red glow!
The Crimson-Eyed Demon King's single eye suddenly contracted, and his demonic body seemed to fall into the icy abyss of the deepest hell.

The head, merely hanging above Zhao Wuji's head, caused the earth's veins within a thousand feet to groan in agony, further highlighting its unfathomable and terrifying nature.

Yang Su, that scoundrel, trembled with fear and cried out in horror.

"Xiang—King!!"

"roll!!!"

Xiang Yu roared furiously, and the sound waves transformed into tangible blood-red ripples that swept across the eight directions!
The roar of the Crimson-Eyed Demon King that had previously shattered mountains was now as thin as ice meeting the blazing sun, instantly annihilated!
This roar once caused the heavens to send down divine punishment.

It caused the clouds and mist to collapse and split in the Nine Heavens!

How could a demon king possibly withstand the ferocity of the Hegemon-King of Western Chu?
The Crimson-Eyed Demon King's mane bristled, his demonic eyes trembled violently, and an unprecedented tremor surged from the depths of his bloodline!
"laugh!!"

In the blink of an eye, beneath Xiang Yu's head, Zhao Wuji drew his sword in the air, and an extremely condensed sword light tore through the demonic energy, like a cold star falling to earth, piercing straight into the Demon King's heart!
Before the sword even arrived, the killing intent had already chilled him to the bone.
(End of this chapter)