Immortals of the End Times

"Don't ask any more questions!"

The Bone Demon Lord's chilling voice was like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, "Lord Jiuyou has his own plans. When the time comes, the Sword Domain quota will surely be in my hands."

The most urgent task at this moment is to massacre the Sword Gathering and slaughter all these so-called prodigies!

A chilling, demonic voice echoed within the demon tree's avatar: "Now that I have arrived in person, I should naturally fight alongside you. Why all these concerns?"

Above the clouds, Zhao Wuji's double pupils flickered slightly.

As he surveyed the entire situation, his doubts deepened.

The warning from the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Saint Sect still echoed in his ears, and he suspected that his demon tree clone had already been secretly marked.

Is the Nine Nether Demon Lord truly lurking in the shadows?
Or is this simply a ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain?
"I'm afraid even I, the 'Yang Xiong' incarnation, will be used as a pawn."

In a flash, he made a decision.

The demon tree clone immediately responded with a sinister laugh: "Since the Demon Lord has spoken, I, Yang, will gladly die for him! When Zhao Wuji takes the stage, I will make sure his blood is splattered three feet deep!"

In the shadows, his double pupils, like the rotating blood moon, had already quietly locked onto the elusive demonic figure deep within the clouds, based on the transmitted aura.

Zhao Wuji gently stroked his storage bag, and the First Sword Token suddenly leaped into his palm.

He immersed his consciousness into it, and transmitted his voice like a sword piercing the air: "Sect Master, the Bone Demon has arrived. I have already located him through Yang Xiong of the Yang family."

It is currently hiding in the southeast corner of the sea of ​​clouds.

Yang Xiong of the Yang family had actually abandoned the darkness and embraced the light.

Later, Yang Xiong will feign an attack on me, and when the Bone Demon Lord makes his move, Yang Xiong will naturally switch sides!

air.

Inside the Cloud Palace, the Sword Lord of Asking Heaven, holding the sword token, received a voice transmission. He raised an eyebrow, his voice carrying a hint of surprise: "You actually managed to turn the head of the Yang family against his own side?"

Although it is unknown what methods Zhao Wuji used, this was still an unexpected surprise.

He immediately scanned the southeast with his divine sense and indeed caught a wisp of hidden demonic energy.

"it is good!"

The Sword Master of Asking Heaven clapped his hands in approval, "You shall proceed according to plan, with utmost caution. I will now prepare the ambush."

Before he finished speaking, he immediately turned to his side.

The Supreme Elder of the Immortal Saint Sect, who was stroking a jade ruyi, suddenly brightened his eyes with a sharp light after hearing the explanation from the Sword Lord of Asking Heaven: "Wonderful! Well done, young friend Zhao, you managed to do something so underhanded!"

The Supreme Elder swept his divine sense across the southeastern clouds, becoming even more certain. He stroked his beard in amazement, and the jade ruyi in his hand emitted a clear light.

This man, without making a sound, had already laid such a hidden trap, luring the Bone Demon Lord and a group of demon kings into his snare, and in an instant, he turned the tables and took control.

With such unpredictable abilities, it's no wonder he won the favor of the patriarch's True Martial Sword.

"I will immediately send a message to Fellow Daoist Wei and Fellow Daoist Huang, and the three of us will join forces to launch an attack shortly."

"Sword Lord, please cover our retreat, in case the Nine Nether Demon has any other schemes."

The Supreme Elder of the Immortal Saint Sect said, making a hand gesture to transmit a message. The jade ruyi emitted a clear light and instantly crossed the sea of ​​clouds to transmit the message.

"good!"

The Sword Master of Asking the Heavens held his sword and nodded, his eyes flashing with a cold light like falling stars.

At this moment, the referee's voice, like a booming bell, echoed between the sword-shaped arena below.

"Station number seven, Class C: Zhao Wuji of the Qilin Sword Sect, facing Leng Wushuang of the Flying Snow Sword Sect, please come to the stage."

Leng Wushuang transformed into an icy rainbow and swept onto the arena. As her veil fluttered, the Snow Soul Sword rang out and flew out.

The spectators noticed that Zhao Wuji's seat was empty, while four sword attendants stood outside the pavilion with their hands on their swords, but they never appeared.

Where is the Heavenly Qilin?

"Why aren't you going on stage? Are you afraid of the challenge?"

Whispers filled the air as many onlookers discussed the matter animatedly.

In the air, Zhao Wuji pondered, "The Bone Demon is lurking nearby, it's not advisable to take my real body into danger right now... It would be better to use a clone to lure the enemy out of their hole!"

He had a thought in his mind.

A clone formed from a single hair emerged from the pavilion, its purple-gold robes fluttering as it rode the wind and descended from the clouds onto the Sword Peak Arena.

At the same time, Yang Xiong, who was the clone of the demon tree, also moved closer to the area of ​​the No. 7 arena in the Bing class, and sent a message to the Bone Demon Lord to prepare to make a move.

The real Zhao Wuji had already used invisibility to land at the same time, hiding in a corner of the arena, waiting for the demons to appear.

"Snow Soul Sword, Cold Without Frost, please enlighten me."

Opposite her, Leng Wushuang's veil fluttered slightly, and her sword finger suddenly swept across the blade.

"Clang!" A clear and melodious sword sound rang out, and frost instantly spread across the arena, the chilling air biting to the bone!
The spectators held their breath, eager to witness whether the Heavenly Qilin could continue its legendary feat of defeating the enemy with a single sword in this great battle.

"My sect's Wushuang is at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm. He has comprehended the sword light differentiation technique for six years. Although he has not yet reached the stage of light separating into sword shadows, he is cautious enough and will not be as careless as Duan Chen!"

The elder of the Flying Snow Sword Sect gripped his whisk tightly, secretly thinking that Zhao Wuji's previous victory over Duan Chen was suspicious, and he had to see the truth of the matter this time.

The cloud palace high in the sky suddenly collapsed, like a celestial palace falling to earth, but no one could see it.

The Supreme Elder of the Immortal Saint Sect tucked his five fingers together, and the communication jade talisman transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into his sleeve.

As he rose, his white robe billowed wildly, and a swirling vortex arose spontaneously within three feet of him, even though there was no wind.

'Zheng! '

On White Jade Sword Mountain, the sword mark at the waist of Wei Le, the master of White Jade Sword Tower, suddenly emitted a cold light, like an ice river suddenly breaking.

Before the sword's cry had faded, the man had already shattered the cloud steps, standing suspended in mid-air, waiting for his chance to strike.

"Alas, this old body of mine dislikes fighting and killing the most, but in the end, I can't avoid it!"

Inside the spirit boat cabin, Huang Shang closed his eyes and sighed softly.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was as fierce as a knife, and his figure instantly turned into a blur.

A figure in a blue robe appeared on the deck, with blood-red talismans subtly flowing between his sleeves.

The three individuals' auras resonated with each other, instantly forming the 'Three Talents Demon-Slaying Formation'.

An invisible pressure descended like a net from the heavens, enveloping the entire summit of the Thirty-Six Sword Peaks.

Amidst the sea of ​​clouds, sword intent surged, its killing intent almost tangible.

On the opposite arena, Leng Wushuang shouted, "Please enlighten me!" The Snow Soul Sword was suddenly drawn, splitting into two dazzling cold lights that attacked left and right like an inverted glacier.

Wherever the sword energy passed, fine, spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the void, and the chilling sword intent made the watching cultivators feel a chill to the bone.

Zhao Wuji's clone lightly touched the ground with its toes, and its figure transformed into a sword light and fled like a swimming fish.

The two cold beams clashed and slashed down, carving out a furrow several feet deep on the jade-green surface of the arena, with ice crystals spreading outwards.

"Swish"

Leng Wushuang's sword finger suddenly changed, and the sky full of sword light poured down like the Milky Way, turning into a continuous rain of swords that covered all directions.

Each drop of "rain" contained a sharp sword intent, sealing off all escape routes for the clone.

"Whoosh!"

The clone transformed into a rainbow of swords once more, weaving and dodging through the gaps in the rain of swords, never directly confronting the Snow Soul Sword.

Upon seeing this, boos immediately erupted from the stands.

One of the cultivators, growing impatient, shouted, "Does the Heavenly Qilin underestimate women?"

Leng Wushuang's veil trembled slightly, a hint of anger flashing in her eyes: "Your tricks against Duan Chen are useless against me!"

The Snow Soul Sword hummed and trembled, its sword aura suddenly surging by 30%. "Draw your sword!"

Right now
"Do it!"

Suddenly, Yang Xiong, the demon tree clone lurking in the stands, let out a sharp shout, his voice like a thunderclap, sending a message to the hidden Bone Nether Demon Lord.

The dormant nascent soul within his body suddenly erupted, and the Yang family spear, with a thunderous boom, instantly transformed into a hundred-foot spear rainbow that shot through the sky.

"Boom!"

The spear's edge, like a monstrous dragon emerging from the sea, instantly pierced through the arena's protective light barrier. Its momentum undiminished, it aimed directly at Zhao Wuji himself, who was enveloped in sword light!
This sudden and shocking change was like a thunderclap, a bolt from the blue!
All the cultivators present were caught off guard.

The terrifying spiritual power of the Nascent Soul True Monarch swept over everyone like a raging torrent, making their faces pale and almost suffocating.

On the arena, Leng Wushuang's pupils constricted sharply, and she exclaimed in shock, "A Nascent Soul True Monarch!"

She hastily spun the Snow Soul Sword in her hand, creating a curtain of swords in front of her, and retreated rapidly.

"boom!!"

With the force of collapsing mountains and severing rivers, Yang Jiabao's spear instantly shattered Zhao Wuji's clone in half.

The arena trembled violently, flying debris and a chaotic mix of smoke and violent energy.

"Nephew!!"

"Your Highness!"

In the distance, Yan Lan and several sword servants on the stands exclaimed in unison, looking at the blurry arena shrouded in smoke and dust.

"Who dares to be so insolent!"

The elder referee glared angrily, about to strike to suppress it, when he saw Yang Xiong, the demon tree's clone, turn around with a sinister grin.

The countless vines suddenly coalesced into a gigantic fist that blotted out the sky, blasting the elder back dozens of feet with a single punch.

"Why aren't you making a move?!" Yang Xiong roared to the sky, his voice shaking the heavens.

Before the words were finished, the clouds in the southeastern sky suddenly split open, and two tall, demonic figures shattered the clouds and descended fiercely!
The Bone Demon Lord was surrounded by numerous demonic shadows, his demonic power as deep as an abyss, like a dark cloud sweeping across the sky and overturning everything.

The demon kings had lion bodies and human faces, their demonic aura overwhelming.

The figures of two Nascent Soul demon giants tore through the clouds and appeared.

"here you go!!"

The numerous demonic shadows emitted piercing, eerie laughter and surged toward the arena like a tidal wave, trying to ascertain Zhao Wuji's condition.

The Sphinx-like demon king let out a deafening roar.

Wherever the sound waves passed, they created tangible ripples, causing cultivators to cough up blood and their protective spiritual light to tremble violently, almost shattering.

Those with weaker cultivation even bled from all seven orifices and fainted on the spot!
"Take action!!"

Just then, the sky above the Cloud Palace suddenly brightened with rosy light, and a magnificent blue light burst forth from within the palace.

The Supreme Elder of the Immortal Saint Sect stepped out into the air, his spiritual pressure like a raging sea, instantly rivaling the demonic power!

The three leaders of Baiyulou, Wei Le and Huang Shang, suddenly appeared from other parts of the mountains and attacked together, instantly unleashing a triangular formation.

Three mighty beams of spiritual light tore through the sea of ​​clouds, heading straight for the Bone Nether Demon Lord and the demon kings!

A jade ruyi flew out from the Supreme Elder's sleeve, its blue light surging, growing larger in the wind, and transforming into a mountain that pressed down.

Wei Le let out a long howl and drew his sword.

The thirty-six peaks of the White Jade Sword Tower resonated with sword energy, their imposing aura coalescing into a demon-slaying sword light that stretched across the sky, as radiant as divine punishment.

Huang Chang sneered, his figure flying out of the spirit boat. With a flick of his sleeves, he summoned a blood-red talisman, which transformed into hundreds of crimson chains that coiled towards the two demons like poisonous dragons.

The three Nascent Soul True Monarchs joined forces, their spiritual power soaring, causing the heavens and earth to change color!

"Pang Xixue of the Immortal Saint Sect, you old codger, you actually came too? You dare to scheme against me?!"

The Bone Demon Lord roared furiously, his demonic voice like thunder, causing the clouds and seas in all directions to collapse.

He was horrified; it seemed the three of them had been lying in ambush all along, as if they had already tracked down his whereabouts!
"Boom!!" His demonic body suddenly swelled, and the turbid energy around him surged. His nine-headed, eighteen-armed demonic shadow clone instantly manifested.

Each demonic figure was ferocious and terrifying, exuding overwhelming demonic energy. They wielded demonic weapons and magic treasures, and stood head-on against the combined attack of three Nascent Soul True Monarchs!
"Bang——!!!"

A deafening explosion ripped through the air, causing the entire sword peak to tremble violently and the earth to shake.

The violent energy swept across thousands of feet, causing countless cultivators to stagger backward.

The demonic shadow shattered, the turbid energy dissipated, and the Bone Demon Lord groaned, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. His body crashed onto the arena like a meteor, causing the ground to crack inch by inch!

"Kill these swordsmen!! Thousand Shadows of the Demon Pool, why aren't you making a move!?"

The demon kings roared, their demonic bodies suddenly swelled, transforming into a ferocious giant demon more than ten feet tall.

Its mane stood on end like steel needles, and amidst its surging demonic aura, it actually withstood the combined attack of three Nascent Soul True Monarchs!

In an instant, demonic energy surged into the sky.

Countless blood-red demonic claws, chilling bone blades, and crimson baleful light swept out from the sky.

Wherever it passed, the void trembled, and the Sword Peak Arena collapsed, as if it would tear the surrounding mountains into pieces.

at the same time
"Woo!!"

A ghostly figure suddenly appeared from another arena, accompanied by a cacophony of ghostly howls and wails.

A fierce gust of wind swept through, instantly swallowing a swordsman into the eerie mist.

As it lunged at another person, that figure suddenly unleashed a dazzling sword light.

A sword flashed across the sky, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, tearing through layers of ghostly shadows, and charged out fiercely.

It was none other than Lin Dengxian, the Holy Sword Master of the Immortal Saint Sect!

His face was pale, but his eyes were bright, his sword intent was awe-inspiring, and his sword energy was like a rainbow. He had obviously reached the realm of "one sword, ten thousand techniques"!
"Hehehe... One sword, ten thousand techniques? As expected of the Holy Sword Envoy cultivated with all the efforts of the Immortal Saint Sect!"

The eerie pool of shadows chuckled repeatedly, its sinister aura surging once more, as if about to make its move.

"Clang!" A sword light slashed out from inside the Cloud Palace.

The sword light was not a dazzling galaxy, nor did it possess a sharp edge; instead, it resembled the vast sky and boundless clouds!

The sword intent is profound and mysterious, like an abyss or a prison, as if it carries the ultimate truth of heaven and earth. With one strike, all laws are annihilated.

"Crash!!"

Where the sword light passed, countless ghostly figures melted away instantly, like snowflakes meeting the blazing sun!

"Sword Lord of Asking Heaven!!"

The demonic pool screamed and hastily summoned a banner of ten thousand souls.

The banner billowed and transformed into a gigantic claw that blotted out the sky, fiercely grabbing at the sword light.

However.
"laugh!!"

The moment the ghost claw touched the sword light, it was easily torn apart like thin paper.

The sword's momentum remained undiminished as it slashed down fiercely, cutting through the demon's head and leaving a deep, bone-revealing sword wound on its hideous face.

In an instant, flesh and blood ripped apart, black blood splattered, and a shrill scream echoed through the sky!
"Even the Sword Sovereign of Heaven has appeared! How many of them have come? Kill them!"

In the blink of an eye, the Bone Demon Lord, who had landed on the arena, suddenly turned his gaze towards the arena.

A demonic sword slashed out, instantly sending the Flying Snow Sword Sect elders who had rushed to the rescue, along with Leng Wushuang, flying backward while coughing up blood.

But in an instant, his pupils contracted sharply.

On the arena, Zhao Wuji's fallen figure suddenly turned into two broken strands of hair in full view of everyone, drifting away in the wind!

"This..." he exclaimed in astonishment.

"Demon Lord, I'm here to help you!"

Yang Xiong, an incarnation of the demon tree, suddenly attacked.

"Crack!"

At that moment, a sharp sword intent suddenly erupted from the shadows of the arena.

Zhao Wuji suddenly attacked, his robes fluttering, his sword energy roaring like a raging dragon, instantly tearing through the void!
The demon tree clone, disguised as "Yang Xiong," grinned maliciously, and its demonic arms suddenly tore through its disguise.

The malevolent aura of the Nine Nether True Demon Blood erupted suddenly, transforming into a ferocious demonic claw covered in branches, each one like a twisted and entwined thorn of a thousand-year-old demonic tree.

Enveloped in raging demonic flames, it pierced straight into the heart of the Bone Nether Demon Lord!
"You traitorous bastard!!"

With a furious roar, a hideous demonic eye suddenly appeared on the back of the Bone Demon Lord's demonic body.

A strange, scarlet claw emerged from the flesh and blood, clashing head-on with the demonic tree's claw.

The two demonic forces collided, causing turbid energy to surge and the arena to crumble inch by inch! However...
"Zheng!"

Zhao Wuji's double pupils darted around, and his unfathomable gaze instantly locked onto the Demon Lord's true form.

"cut!"

He made a sword gesture, and the Frost Soul Flying Sword suddenly pierced the air, its sword light twisting like a dragon or snake coiling around it.

In an instant, it split into countless forms, transforming into a rain of swords that filled the sky.

Each drop contained the destructive essence of "one sword, ten thousand techniques" and the fierceness of demon-slaying arts, pouring down like a torrential rain!

"Puff puff!"

Just as the Bone Demon Lord blocked the sneak attack from the Demon Tree clone, his protective demonic light was pierced by the rain of swords. His demonic body trembled violently, and a bloody hole exploded in his chest, gushing out black blood.

"Yang Xiong! You traitor!!"

The demon kings roared and howled, wanting to come to the rescue, but they were firmly suppressed by Huang Chang's blood talisman chains and Wei Le's demon-slaying sword light, unable to move an inch!

"Old Demon Bone Nether, today is the day you perish!"

The Supreme Elder of the Immortal Saint Sect let out a cold shout, and a "Nine Heavens Thunder Suppression Talisman" flew out from his sleeve.

The lightning on his body surged, transforming into bolts of lightning that pressed down like massive lightning pillars, completely sealing off the Bone Demon Lord's retreat!
"You bunch of righteous old sly dogs!"

The Bone Demon Lord roared furiously, his demonic blood suddenly spurting out and turning into a blazing blood mist, while the demonic flames around his body surged violently!

Crack, crack, crack!!
He transformed into the Demon of Returning to the Heart.

Nine hideous demon heads burst forth from the neck, and eighteen demonic arms stretched out from the body, each arm holding a terrifying magical artifact.

With three arms wielding the 'Netherworld Soul-Devouring Blade,' the black energy surged as ten thousand ghosts wailed.

He wielded the 'Nine Nether Bone Demon Blade' in both arms, and the void twisted where the blade passed.

With his four arms forming the 'Heavenly Demon Heart-Eating Seal,' blood-red incantations coiled around him like venomous snakes!

Half of his demonic body withstood the attack of the Supreme Elder Pang Xixue. The 'Nine Heavens Thunder Suppression Talisman' transformed into a hundred-foot-long thunder dragon and crashed down, scorching and exploding the demonic body.

But then, the three demon heads simultaneously spewed out the 'Nine Sons Returning to the Heart Demon Flame,' which actually blocked the lightning!

The other half of the demonic body possessed even greater demonic power.

With both arms, he unleashed the "Yinhe Locking Chains," which, like a black dragon, strangled Yang Xiong, temporarily trapping him.

With all four arms working together, the "Ten Thousand Demons Corroding Bone Technique" transformed into blood-red skulls, bombarding Zhao Wuji relentlessly!
"break!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly pinched his sword finger, activating the Qi-suppressing technique, and the demonic energy around the Bone Demon Lord suddenly dissipated.

The Flow-Severing Technique followed immediately, and the Yin River Demon Chains that bound Yang Xiong's clone snapped!
choke! !

With a flick of the sword's fingers.

The Frost Soul Flying Sword transformed into lightning in mid-air.

Thousands of lightning bolts condensed into a sword that cleaved the heavens and earth, slicing into the Demon Lord's thick arm with a "crack"!
But the demonic bone at the severed arm was chilling, emitting a metallic clang, forcefully blocking the sword's edge!
The cultivators who had been fleeing in panic were all horrified at the sight.

Leng Wushuang's pretty face was filled with horror, and even the Snow Soul Swords surrounding her were trembling. She realized that Zhao Wuji hadn't been putting his full effort into the fight with her earlier.

"What a powerful fellow! A single sword strike with myriad techniques, he actually managed to withstand a Nascent Soul Demon Lord!"

Xiao Xuan, the Heavenly Crystal Sword Master, whose figure retreated, had his pupils shrink sharply.

At this moment, even the proud Holy Sword Envoy Lin Dengxian was shocked by Zhao Wuji's bravery.

"boom!!"

Suddenly, a powerful demonic force pressed down like a tsunami, and the Bone Nether Demon Lord's Nascent Soul level divine sense swept across all directions.

The demon tree clone groaned and retreated violently, blood spilling from its seven orifices.

Zhao Wuji's figure suddenly froze in mid-air, and the five core divine senses within his sea of ​​consciousness trembled violently.

He gritted his teeth and used the Exorcism Technique, while simultaneously changing his sword techniques. Dozens of clones, indistinguishable from real ones, instantly filled the arena, surrounding the Bone Demon Lord!
"Demons!!"

The Supreme Elder Pang Xixue shouted sharply, her eyes flashing with cold light, and another 'Divine Firmament Demon-Slaying Seal' suddenly flew out from her sleeve.

The jade seal swelled in the wind, transforming into a hundred-foot-long beam of azure light, and crashed down with the power to suppress heaven and earth.

Caught off guard, the Bone Demon Lord's true form was pierced through, his dark demonic blood cascading down like a waterfall, and his demonic energy was sealed by a magic seal.

"Chance!"

Zhao Wuji's numerous clones simultaneously sprang up, their sword light swirling like a galaxy, attacking from all directions.

His true body had already taken advantage of the chaos to use invisibility magic and disappeared into his clone, vanishing without a trace and turning into the wind.

"Roar!!"

The Bone Demon Lord roared, shaking the heavens. The sound waves transformed into tangible ripples, shattering half of the sword light and his clones.

The gushing demonic blood actually wriggled in the air, condensing into three sky-covering demonic claws. With the power to tear through the void, it repelled the Demon-Suppressing Seal and forced the Supreme Elder back a hundred feet!

At this moment, on the other side of the battlefield, the Demon Kings and the Demon Pool Thousand Shadows were in dire straits, and their defeat was inevitable.

Upon seeing this, the Bone Demon Lord let out a roar of resentment.

"Nine Netherworld Demon Lord, if you don't act now, when will you?!"

These words immediately put the entire audience on high alert.

"Boom--!"

Just then, a deafening roar suddenly came from the direction of the main peak of the White Jade Sword Tower.

Above the main hall, demonic clouds surged.

A thousand-foot-long demonic claw tore through the clouds and fell fiercely, ripping apart the unprotected array.

The chilling demonic power caused cultivators within a hundred miles to tremble in their souls.

The imposing and towering demonic figure of the Nine Nether Demon Lord vaguely emerged from the demonic energy, rushing towards the main hall and forbidden area of ​​the mountain below!
"Nine Netherworld Demon Lord!! You won't succeed!"

Wei Le, the master of Baiyujian Tower, had a drastic change in expression.

They immediately realized that this old demon was after the many ancient sword tokens stored in the main hall.

With a flick of his sword fingers and a hand seal, Wei Le transformed into a hundred-foot-long sword rainbow, hurtling straight towards the main peak. His roar echoed through the heavens: "You demonic villain! What a clever feint!"

"Exterminate them!"

The Supreme Elder of the Immortal Saint Sect roared, and lightning flashed in front of him.

Upon seeing this, the Bone Demon Lord's enormous demonic body suddenly split apart, scattering a cloud of blood mist that transformed into nine demonic shadows that fled in different directions.

"die!!"

As the Supreme Elder made a hand seal, the thunder talisman transformed into nine 'Nine Heavens Heavenly Thunder Seals' and was simultaneously unleashed, exploding with a deafening roar.

Golden thunder dragons descended from the heavens, blasting the four fleeing demonic bodies of the Bone Nether Demon Lord into dust.

The other six demonic bodies were also severely injured, emitting blue smoke, and fled in all directions as they turned into streaks of light.

"Chase!!"

A cold glint flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes, and he immediately used his divine sense to order the demon tree clone to pursue the remaining five demonic bodies.

He then flew on his sword while invisible, covering hundreds of miles in an instant.

When he caught up with one of the demonic figures, his sword technique suddenly changed, and the Frost Soul Flying Sword emitted a dazzling cold light.

One sword, myriad techniques—a hundred-foot-long, sky-shattering slash!
"Zheng——!"

The hundred-foot sword light poured down like a celestial river, instantly piercing through the demon's body with a chilling light that could crush the void!
Wherever the sword energy passed, the clouds in the sky froze inch by inch, and the demonic blood and the clouds condensed into a desolate black and white painting.

"So strong!!"

"This guy is so strong, and he even came to participate in the Nine Provinces' Number One Swordsman Tournament?!"

The cultivators watching from afar were deeply shaken, as if they were witnessing an ancient swordsman reappear in the mortal world, slaying demons and monsters!
"Roar!!"

At this moment, the demonic body let out a piercing roar, and its black blood surged as it twisted and writhed like a living thing, trying to reform itself.

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his right arm suddenly trembled!
The muscles bulged and knotted like a dragon awakening.

Golden Dao patterns suddenly lit up on the surface of his skin, as if forged by the blazing sun, bursting forth with a terrifying and domineering aura that could suppress all directions.

Within his body, the three golden pills roared and spun in unison, like three great suns resonating and increasing pressure.

The Blood Fiend Golden Core surged with crimson light, its malevolent aura soaring to the heavens!

"Destroy!"

With a twist of his waist and hips, as if a martial arts immortal overlord had been reborn, he unleashed a powerful punch—"Boom!!!"

The crimson fist pillar pierced through the heavens and earth, and the spiritual power, condensed to its extreme, directly blasted the demonic body into countless ice crystals!

The aftershocks of the punch swept across more than ten miles, causing distant mountains to rumble and boulders to tumble down like rain!
"You brat, you're asking for death!!"

Two demonic roars exploded like thunder, their sound waves shattering the clouds within a hundred feet in radius!

The two demonic bodies, billowing with blue smoke, suddenly surged with demonic flames, twisting and merging in the void.
With a loud "boom," it instantly transformed into a hideous demon with two heads and four arms.

Each head has three blood-red demonic eyes, and four demonic arms each hold a magical weapon.

The moment the demonic form took shape, with a 'whoosh' sound, the vegetation within a radius of a thousand feet instantly turned to ashes, the earth cracked, and even the air was corroded, producing a hissing sound.

Several cultivators who had fled here from afar were unable to dodge in time and were directly corroded by the demonic energy, turning into bare white bones!
"choke!!"

A clear, resonant sword cry echoed through the heavens!
Zhao Wuji drew his sword in the air, and the Cold Soul Flying Sword instantly split into countless parts like swimming fish, transforming into a dazzling sword wheel to protect his body.

His robes fluttered, his black hair danced wildly, and the embroidered Qilin pattern shone with dazzling golden light, making him look like an undying sun amidst the rampant demonic energy!
"Summoning wind and rain!!"

His eyes shone with a fierce light, and as his sleeves billowed, a Soul-Devouring Wind Pearl, shimmering with a ghostly glow, shot out, while countless fine, bone-corroding rain needles poured down like a torrential downpour.

In an instant, the world changed color!
The soul-devouring black wind transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long black dragon, stirring up a raging dust storm; the bone-corroding rain condensed into countless silver needles, sealing off all directions.

Amidst the interplay of wind and rain, the entire world transformed into a battlefield of carnage!
With a loud 'boom!', the demonic figure that was rushing towards them was forcefully drawn into this battlefield of heaven and earth.

The Demon Lord roared with both heads, and the four demonic treasures simultaneously unleashed their ferocious power, yet sparks flew everywhere in the Stormy Killing Domain, making them like insects caught in a raging storm, unable to break free.

Zhao Wuji stood in mid-air, his robes fluttering, surrounded by sword light like a galaxy, exuding a chilling aura.

His eyelids drooped slightly, revealing his double pupils. Suddenly, he spread his five fingers and then clenched them tightly.

"boom!!"

This move was like covering the sky with one hand, overturning the winds and clouds!

The raging, swirling black winds that devoured souls and the bone-chilling rain suddenly collapsed as he clenched his fist.

It transformed into a destructive vortex resembling a thousand-foot-long black dragon.

Amidst the fierce storm, the killing intent was like a prison, even the rampant demonic energy was forcibly torn to shreds.
(End of this chapter)