Immortals of the End Times

Within the Tiannan Secret Realm.

The biting cold air from high above felt like a knife's edge.

Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes slightly, and a scorching golden light shone in his double pupils and crimson eyes. As his spiritual power surged, a light blue light shield was erected around him.

"This Soul-Splitting Ice Heaven is indeed difficult to traverse."

Before my eyes, the sky was frozen for thousands of miles, and the towering ice was like a forest of swords hanging upside down.

The biting cold air had condensed into a substantial ice mist.

Each inhalation felt like freezing one's soul.

This is merely a nine-tiered heavenly scene artificially constructed by a powerful being using magical artifacts and supernatural abilities, yet it already possesses such astonishing power and danger.

Even a glimpse through a tube is enough to show how terrifying the real Nine Heavens must be.

Zhao Wuji suddenly made a hand seal and shouted, his fingers bursting with dazzling golden light: "Qi Qing!"

Suddenly, the sky was pierced by light, and the illusory image of the great sun rose from above his head.

Wherever the golden light passed, the ice mist melted away as if boiling water had been poured over snow.

But it was only for three breaths.
More ice mist gushed out from the glacier fissures, instantly freezing the illusory sun into an ice sculpture.

"Generate light!"

Zhao Wuji clasped his hands together, and a blinding white light suddenly burst forth from his body.

The Earthly Fiend Technique and the Prayer for Clear Skies Technique complemented each other, instantly triggering a spectacular burst of light.

With a deafening roar, the ice mist within a radius of dozens of feet was forcibly torn open, revealing its clarity!

Seeing the evaporated water vapor about to condense into ice blades, he suddenly turned his sword finger and shouted, "Water forbidden!"

'Om—'

The void trembled, and the misty water, as if encountering a natural enemy, collapsed with a roar before it could even gather together.

"Break!!" Zhao Wuji seized the opportunity to leap into the air, his double pupils and crimson eyes igniting with raging flames.

Two crimson pillars of fire shot out from his eyes.

Wherever it passed, the ice shattered, carving out two boiling lava ravines in the glacier!

But suddenly a piercing shriek came from the depths of the glacier, and countless ice spikes shot out like a torrential rain.

Zhao Wuji released his divine sense, only to be shocked to find that the extended threads of divine sense were frozen by the cold air, condensing into crystalline ice crystals in the void!
"Crack!!"

Three ice spikes pierced his protective light shield, blooming into ice flowers on his shoulder and shattering into ice mist.

Zhao Wuji let out a muffled groan.

Although his powerful physique remained unharmed, the burst of icy mist covered his entire body, freezing him to the bone.

He no longer hesitated.

With his late-stage Golden Core cultivation fully unleashed, the three Golden Cores in his dantian spun rapidly, and the ancient spiritual energy cascading from the Gate of Mysterious Female poured into his meridians like a waterfall.

"Open it for me!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly opened his arms, and the spiritual power within his body surged like a raging sea.

When the Light-Generating Technique reached its peak, his entire being transformed into a blazing golden sun!
"boom!"

Golden light exploded, like the sun falling to earth, its dazzling divine radiance sweeping across all directions.

The solid ice melted away inch by inch, and the icy mist rose, refracting a dazzling rainbow of light.

The entire Rift Soul Ice Heaven was illuminated at this moment, resembling a crystal fairyland.

However, the cold air returned, and the icy mist condensed again, turning into layers of ice walls.

"Humph!"

Zhao Wuji's double pupils and red eyes suddenly widened, his eyes filled with blood vessels, almost dripping blood.

"burn!"

Two crimson pillars of fire burst forth from his pupils, roaring like angry dragons, and crashed into the ice walls that filled the sky!

"laugh--!"

Fire and ice clashed, bursting forth with towering steam, which instantly froze into ice crystals that fell in a flurry.

Zhao Wuji seized the momentary opening, his figure transforming into a streak of crimson-gold light, rushing straight towards the core of the glacier!

"Crack! Click!"

The ice along the way was pressing down violently, and the cold air was like a bone-deep infection, condensing into layers of frost on his body and even seeping into his sea of ​​consciousness, freezing his divine sense!
"hiss--"

His expression changed slightly.

Half of his consciousness was frozen, and his thinking became sluggish.

But at this moment—deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, the fifth Yin Pearl, which had not yet been unsealed, began to stir, as if a new Earthly Fiend Technique was about to be deciphered.

"burn one's boats!"

Zhao Wuji's right arm suddenly trembled, and dark gold patterns suddenly appeared on the surface of his skin, like dragons and snakes swimming around. Xiang Yu's true blood boiled violently!

An incomparably domineering aura erupted from the depths of his bloodline, instantly turning his entire right arm a crimson gold color, his muscles bulging like cast iron, and his bones crackling like thunder!

He made a hand seal with his left hand, and dazzling golden light burst from his fingertips. "Great Strength Technique!"

boom--!
His blood and energy erupted like a volcano, his muscles and bones throbbed, and his clothes burst apart inch by inch!
A tremendous force surged forth from his right arm.

Before the fist even arrived, the air in front of it was already compressed into visible distorted ripples!
"Open it!!"

Zhao Wuji's fist was like a dragon, and the spiraling energy transformed into a raging crimson-gold dragon, roaring and tearing through the void, and fiercely crashing into the iceberg in front of him!

“Rumble——!!!”

The entire iceberg trembled violently, countless cracks spread wildly like a spider web, ice crystals shattered, and cold air exploded.

The iceberg collapsed with a roar, sending thousands of ice shards flying like a torrential rain. But when they reached within three feet of Zhao Wuji, they were pulverized by the violent force of his fist.

"Clang—!" A clear, sharp sword sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth!
But deep within the broken iceberg, in the eye of the formation, stood a completely transparent ice sword suspended in mid-air.

The sword's blade was as clear as ancient ice, its chilling aura solidified, even causing the surrounding space to freeze.

“It finally broke!”

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and without hesitation, he grabbed the hilt of the sword.

"Crack——!"

The moment his fingertips touched the hilt of the sword, the entire glacier suddenly trembled violently.

The extreme cold surged like a raging tide, instantly freezing his right arm into an ice armor, even causing his blood to congeal.

The fifth Yin Pearl in his sea of ​​consciousness was stirring wildly, and the unknown Earthly Fiend Technique was on the verge of being deciphered.

"Buzz!"

The ice sword trembled violently in Zhao Wuji's palm, its blade emitting a chilling light, like a captured ice dragon struggling wildly, trying to break free of its restraints.

"Humph!"

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, his five fingers suddenly tightened, and the dark gold patterns on his palm suddenly lit up.

"All things return to one!"

His eyes flashed with a fierce, sword-like intent.

His body was surrounded by a surge of sword energy.

In an instant, countless sword lights condensed from the void, transforming into thousands of sword shadows, like an inverted Milky Way, all returning to his palm!

"Zheng——!"

The ice sword trembled to its extreme, its cry like a dragon's roar, but under the suppression of the sword intent of "All Laws Return to One," its cold light gradually receded.

In the end, it transformed into a shimmering stream of light, completely surrendering.

With a flick of his wrist, Zhao Wuji held the ice sword steadily, its cold gleam concealed, no longer showing any agitation.

"boom--!"

The icy mist suddenly froze, like a surging glacier frozen in the void, hovering three zhang away from Zhao Wuji, no longer attacking him.

He exhaled a long breath, his robes, already covered in thick ice crystals, now crumbled and fell away in a rustling sound.

"We've finally made it through the fifth level!"

He looked down at the ice sword in his hand. The blade seemed to move like a cold dragon, its sharpness swirling and chilling.

"In the first four heavens, I mastered two deadly techniques: [Summoning Wind and Rain] and [Summoning Clouds and Lightning]."

Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered as he muttered to himself, "But I haven't obtained any new techniques in this fifth level."

His consciousness sank into his sea of ​​consciousness, where the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Pearls floated quietly. Although the fifth Yin Pearl was faintly restless, it was not yet completely unsealed.

Even if a new Earthly Fiend Technique is activated, it cannot be used at this moment.

As for the fifth Yang Pearl, it remained as still as an abyss, without any ripples.

He looked up at the sky, at the sixth heaven—the Fallen God's Turbid Mist Heaven.

The billowing, murky yellow mist surged like a sea, eerie and terrifying, like a gigantic maw ready to devour its prey, exuding a chilling aura of calamity.

"Even though I have mastered a portion of the power of calamity, I still need to overcome this obstacle."

Zhao Wuji's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt a chill in his heart. "I'm afraid we still lack the strength!"

His gaze was deep, his thoughts racing.

With his current knowledge, he vaguely deduced some of the mystery—the fifth level, the Soul-Splitting Ice Heaven, might very well help him comprehend the [Snow-Lying Technique] among the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques!
The sixth heaven, the Fallen God's Turbid Mist Heaven, may be closely related to the [Mist Formation Technique].

As for whether there are other earthly evil techniques hidden within, only a personal trial can reveal the answer.

"Within the Yin Sha Spring, a Yin Marrow has already been nurtured..."

His mind stirred slightly as he secretly calculated, "If I were to borrow the strength of the Wang and Yang families, along with the resources of the two grotto-heavens, I should be able to gather enough Yin essence to perfect the fourth Yin Pearl within four years!"

"As for the Yang marrow..."

His eyes flashed, "If we can reach a deal with the Burning Valley of Tianmeng Prefecture and obtain more solar essence crystals, perhaps that can solve the problem."

As he pondered, he raised his hand and waved it. The chillingly sharp [Soul-Splitting Frost Sword] in his palm transformed into a stream of light and returned to the core of the array.

This level-six magic weapon flying sword is incredibly powerful, far surpassing the Cold Soul Flying Sword in his hand.

However, if no powerful enemy attacks, there is no need to use it.

"The sixth heaven... it's not time yet."

Zhao Wuji flicked his sleeves and gracefully descended, continuing his dedicated cultivation.

It would be safest to wait until two more Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearls are unsealed, and then explore the sixth heaven to decipher the new Earthly Fiend Technique.

Time passed, and four springs and autumns came and went.

Four years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the Burning Heaven Pavilion, beneath the glazed dome where crimson clouds flow.

Zhao Wuji, dressed in his signature Qilin robe, sat upright before the jade table, where the spiritual tea steamed with an aura of spiritual light.

The Third Elder of Burning Valley, True Person Yan Jin, personally poured tea and politely said with a smile, "True Person Zhao has offered five hundred mid-grade spirit stones as collateral and is also willing to give a Golden Crow Flower in the Ancient Sword Domain. With such sincerity, Burning Valley is naturally willing to complete the transaction."

These six Solar Essence Crystals would be absolutely untradeable to anyone else, but since you, Master, have come, I must grant you this favor.”

At this moment, six solar crystals floated in the red jade plate, with the sun seemingly rising and falling within the crystals, causing the air to distort slightly.

"Elder Yan, you are too kind. I will definitely keep an eye out for the Golden Crow Flower."

Zhao Wuji smiled politely, then lightly tapped his fingertips, and six sun crystals transformed into streams of fire that disappeared into his sleeve.

"If Master Zhao finds more Golden Crow Flowers, he can also trade for more Solar Essence Crystals."

Before Master Yan Jin could finish speaking, a murmur of discussion suddenly arose from the corridor outside the pavilion.

Some young cultivators in crimson armor hid behind vermilion pillars, whispering, "That's Master Zhao of the Myriad Laws Return to One Sword! I heard he fought a Nascent Soul Demon Lord in the White Jade Sword Tower, truly the number one Golden Core cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage."

"The number one swordsman in the Nine Provinces is indeed qualified to be called the number one Golden Core cultivator, but unfortunately we have never had the chance to see his sword control technique."

"Silence!"

Master Yan Jin flicked his sleeve and sent a cold snort through his voice.

The group of disciples outside the pavilion immediately shrank back like quails and dispersed.

Zhao Wuji smiled and looked over, his double pupils sweeping across the pillars of the corridor.

Seeing the group of young cultivators hastily disperse, he couldn't help but smile, vaguely seeing the shadow of his own cultivation in the Linglang Cave Heaven.

"Elder Yan, we'll meet again after our trip to the Sword Domain."

Zhao Wuji stood up, cupped his hands to the elder of Fengu opposite him, and as his Qilin robe billowed, his figure transformed into a sword rainbow and shot out of Fentian Pavilion.

Master Yan Jin watched the sword rainbow that tore through the clouds disappear into the distance, shook his head and sighed softly: "This person is truly brilliant and outstanding. It's a pity that although our Burning Valley's younger generation has also cultivated two Golden Core cultivators, they are still far behind this person."

He possessed the cultivation level of the late Golden Core stage and the title of the number one swordsman in the Nine Provinces.

Either of these two identities would be enough to make the most outstanding talents of our time pale in comparison.

When the two are combined, one shines with brilliance.

Therefore, when Zhao Wuji personally approached Fen Valley to propose trading for such a precious resource as Solar Essence Crystals...

After a meeting of elders, the sect leader personally approved the deal.

It should be noted that the Burning Valley Fire Realm only produces three Sun Essence Crystals each year.

Every year, it is traded with other forces as a rare and special resource, or used as an auction item to boost the popularity of the Burning Heaven Pavilion auction.

This exceptional provision for two years' worth of production is not only due to the five hundred mid-grade spirit stones and the substantial profits from finding the Golden Crow Flower, but also a tribute to the significance represented by that sword rainbow. "This time, Burning Valley has indeed shown us respect."

High in the sky, Zhao Wuji rode on auspicious clouds, his robes fluttering as if he were a banished immortal descending to earth.

He scanned the six crimson solar essence crystals swirling within the storage bag with his divine sense, and a look of satisfaction appeared in his double pupils.

"The Yang marrow needed for the fourth Yang Pearl has finally been gathered."

For the past four years, he has lived a secluded life, devoting himself to arduous self-cultivation.

A year ago, with the help of the Yang family, the Wang family, and the two great grotto-heavens, they gathered enough Yin spiritual materials to nurture enough Yin marrow, allowing the fourth Yin Pearl to be perfectly unsealed.

Not only did it extend his lifespan by a hundred years, it also unlocked the secrets of the fifth Yin Pearl.

The fifth Yin Pearl that was activated in the Xuanbing Heaven has now manifested two Earthly Fiend Mystic Arts: [Sleeping in Snow] and [Disintegration].

When the Snow-Lying Technique is used, one is impervious to heat and cold, and ice-based spells cannot harm one in the slightest. The effect of resisting cold increases with the level of the technique.

Once activated, the Disintegration Technique causes everything to shatter like ice crystals disintegrating, and its power increases with the level of the technique.

Half a year ago, Zhao Wuji used these two techniques to freeze the dense fog of the Fallen God's Turbid Fog Heaven, and then used the Disintegration Technique to break the frozen fog and clear a path.

Not only did they eventually obtain the magical treasure, the Turbid Mist Rope, from the sixth level of heaven, but they also unleashed two Earthly Fiend Techniques from the fifth Yang Pearl.

"Over the past four years, my cultivation level has also improved considerably."

Zhao Wuji internally examined the cultivation level displayed on the surface of the Yin-Yang Pearl.

Immortal cultivation level: Late Golden Core stage (53560/90000)

Martial Immortal Cultivation Level: Late Stage of Golden Core True Form (33814/90000)

The enhancement of his physical body after the fourth Yin Pearl was perfected resulted in his Martial Immortal cultivation progressing faster than his Immortal cultivation over the past four years, showing a trend of almost catching up.

At the same time, the inner golden core in the dantian inner realm, after being nurtured for four years by the ancient spiritual energy surging out from behind the gate of mystery, has also broken through to the late stage of the golden core.

At this point, all three of his golden cores—the Immortal Golden Core, the Martial Immortal Golden Core, and the Inner Realm Golden Core—had entered the later stages of their respective realms.

The three cores resonated, their energy mingled, and their combat power was so great that even Zhao Wuji himself could not estimate it.

"There are less than six months left before the Ancient Sword Domain opens, and the Demon Tree Avatar can also break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered slightly, and he already had a plan in mind. "First, I'll help the demon tree's clone break through to the Nascent Soul stage. Then, I'll use the Solar Essence Crystal to perfect the fifth Yang Pearl, and then I can enter the Ancient Sword Domain."

At that moment, faint cries and screams could be heard from below.

Zhao Wuji slightly lowered the cloud, his double pupils sweeping across the clouds and mist over the remote villages on the border of Tianmeng Prefecture below, his brows furrowing slightly.

Dozens of lesser demons were seen galloping about, their fangs menacing and their claws stained with blood. Wherever they went, houses collapsed and cries of agony filled the air.

The leader, a powerful demon at the Nascent Soul Realm, covered in crimson scales and wielding a bone blade, was grinning as he slashed at a fleeing cultivator.

"presumptuous."

Zhao Wuji slightly raised his fingertips, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"fragmented."

In an instant, the world below seemed to freeze.

The little demons that were rushing about suddenly froze, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared all over their bodies, as if ice crystals were shattering.

The next instant, flesh and bones silently disintegrated, turning into a cloud of blood mist that drifted away, without even a scream being uttered.

"W-Who are you?!"

The Great Demon of Concentration looked up in horror, but before it could see the figure in the clouds clearly, it suddenly felt a tightness all over its body.

With a flick of his sleeve, Zhao Wuji caused the clouds to surge and condense into a shimmering white cloud rope, which coiled around him like a dragon, binding him tightly.

The great demon struggled fiercely, its scales rubbing against the cloud ropes, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, and was instantly pulled into the sky.

"Senior, spare my life! This lowly demon was merely following orders."

The great demon's pleas came to an abrupt halt.

Zhao Wuji's eyes suddenly lit up, and the depths of his double pupils seemed to shimmer with the galaxy, as he unleashed the [Soul Chasing Technique].

The great demon's pupils dilated, his soul felt as if it had been torn to pieces, and fragments of memory flooded into his sea of ​​consciousness like a tidal wave.

"The Demon Roc Sect... Blood Feather Demon General... slaughtering villages to collect blood food..."

"The Demon Roc Sect again?"

Zhao Wuji snorted and shook his head, his fingers suddenly tightening the cloud rope.

"Oh!"

The blood mist exploded, and the Great Demon of Concentration was annihilated, body and soul.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind.

The many surviving villagers below saw his figure appearing and disappearing in the clouds, and they all prostrated themselves and kowtowed.

He cried out, "Thank you, Immortal Master, for your merciful rescue!"

He didn't look again, and with a sudden flash of sword light, he headed straight for the direction where the Blood Feather Demon General was.

This Blood Feather Demon General is both a rare Golden Core Demon King and a scourge to the region.

He rarely came down the mountain, so he casually killed him.

Extracting its demon core to refine the Nine-Turn Yin-Yang Pill would serve as a valuable resource for enhancing one's martial arts cultivation.

Since the news of the fall of the Demon Palace leader, Bone Demon Lord, came from the Hewai Liezhou four years ago, the entire Hewai Liezhou has become increasingly chaotic.

After the death of the Bone Nether Demon Lord, the Nine Nether Demon Lord suddenly broke through and stepped into the Nascent Soul Perfection Realm, his demonic power overwhelming.

Not only has it subdued forces such as the Demon Roc Sect, but it also seems poised to rule over all demons and become the supreme ruler of all demons.

The Immortal Saint Sect, in alliance with other major immortal sects, launched a four-year war to exterminate demons, citing the Nine Nether Demon Lord's violation of the righteous-demonic agreement and his intervention at the Nine Provinces Sword Cultivation Conference as justification.

Unexpectedly, under external pressure, the demon forces became even more united and joined forces with the Nine Nether Demon Lord to resist stubbornly.

In the past four years, not only have they failed to eliminate many demons, but they have also provoked an even more frenzied counterattack from demons in various regions.

For the past four years, Zhao Wuji has been cultivating in seclusion within the sect and has not taken on any demon-slaying missions.

Given the number of demons he has slain and his record, no elder would force him to take action even if he didn't leave the mountain gate.

"Since we've run into this on the way today, the Blood Feather Demon King is just unlucky. We might as well take care of this menace at the same time."

Zhao Wuji rode the wind at breakneck speed, using his demon-slaying technique to see the billowing demonic energy ahead, and even the protective array barrier.

"These demons are actually using formations now, that's quite rare!"

To avoid alerting the enemy, he suddenly spread his sleeves, opening the portal to the Pot Heaven space.

Then a demonic bird with feathers as hard as iron flapped its wings and emerged.

Upon seeing Zhao Wuji, it immediately crossed its wings as if a cultivator were bowing, and as its beak opened and closed, it spoke in human language: "Greetings, True Man!"

This obsequious manner is just like that of a court jester, even more cunning than the most shrewd person.

"We just happened to run into the Blood Feather Demon King of your Demon Roc Sect."

Zhao Wuji gently stroked the feathers on the demonic bird's head with his fingertips, speaking casually as if chatting with someone, "I'm planning to kill it on the way, and you can catch up with it later."

Upon hearing this, the demonic bird's feathers bristled, and its eyes were filled with terror.

How ferocious is the Blood Feather Demon King?
Its combat power is not much weaker than that of the former Purple Locust Demon King.

In the mouth of this human cultivator, it was described as casually as cutting grass.

However, it seems quite normal for this ruthless individual to make a move.

"Wow!"

Before the demonic bird could recover from its shock, Zhao Wuji had already begun chanting incantations.

As the illusion technique flowed with spiritual light, his body twisted and changed, transforming in the blink of an eye into the appearance of the powerful demon he had just seen.

He flipped over and straddled the back of the demonic bird, gently tapping its belly: "Let's go, let's meet your Blood Feather Demon King."

The demonic bird dared not disobey, and with its wings outstretched in fury, it sped toward the array barrier ahead.

Outside the White Bone Mountain lair of the Blood Feather Demon King, a crimson barrier, like a curtain hanging from the sky, covered the entire area.

Zhao Wuji, wearing the skin of a powerful demon, rode a demonic bird that flapped its wings and soared through the clouds, its feathers slicing through the thick blood mist.

The little demons guarding the formation caught a glimpse of that familiar demonic aura, hurriedly made hand seals to activate the formation, and watched the 'great demon' arrive with fawning smiles.

After passing through layers of bloody miasma, a bright and clear view suddenly appeared before us.

But the towering Hundred-Zhang Bone Mountain stood majestically.

The steps are made of piled-up white bones.

Each step is inlaid with grotesque skulls, or even the fresh, still-bleeding heads of beautiful women.

In its mountaintop lair, the Bloodfeather Demon King was tearing apart half a human leg bone, crimson blood dripping from its iron-hook-like beak.

Suddenly sensing the presence of Zhao Wuji and the demonic bird, he paused, abruptly recognizing the demonic bird beneath Zhao Wuji. His three pairs of compound eyes snapped open simultaneously, and six beams of blood-red light shot out like lightning.

"Red Feather?!"

The demon king roared like metal scraping against metal, the sound waves causing the bone mountain to tremble. "You traitor, you've been missing for so many years, and you still dare to come back?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Wuji revealed his true form, immediately shocking the Blood Feather Demon King.

"Human cultivators!?"

"die!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes shone with fierce power as he pointed his sword into the air. "Disintegrate."

The two words were uttered softly, yet they sounded like an imperial edict.

The entire mountain of bones suddenly emitted a tooth-grinding groan, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of thousands of skeletons.

The demon king was shocked to find his throne collapsing beneath his feet, and a tearing pain shot through his body as his blood-red feathers, comparable to black iron, shattered inch by inch.

Red feathers rained down like blood, and the once majestic demon king was now a bald, monstrous bird with bulging veins on his bare wings.

"Late stage of Golden Core!?"

The demon king's three pairs of compound eyes suddenly contracted, his pupils filled with terror and frenzied bloodlust. His bare fleshy wings suddenly burst open with hundreds of blood vessels, each one twisting and writhing like a venomous snake.

It spread its wings angrily, stirring up a foul-smelling hurricane.

Boom! !
The entire White Bone Mountain lair trembled, countless bones were rolled into sharp bone blades and mixed in the wind, sweeping towards Zhao Wuji and tearing the air apart into countless terrifying and cold sharp torrents.

"Little tricks."

Zhao Wuji didn't even lift his eyelids.

The Cold Soul Sword hidden in his sleeve suddenly transformed into a stunningly blue streak.

The sword light was as refined as if it had been tempered by ten thousand years of mysterious ice, freezing the air with fine frost patterns wherever it passed, and slicing through the demon king's claws like a dragon.

"laugh!"

Six sharp claws, gleaming with an eerie light, were severed at the root, and ice crystals spread wildly from the broken ends.

The demon king's miserable howl had just escaped his throat.

"Demons and monsters!"

Zhao Wuji clasped his hands together with a resounding thud, like the rising sun.

The blinding white light bursting from between its fingers abruptly silenced its scream.

"Shengguang!!"

boom! !

In the instant that the intense divine light suddenly erupted, the entire nest seemed to be smashed through by the blazing sun.

The dazzling white light was like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky.

Wherever it passed, the little demons screamed in agony, their bodies burning like pieces of paper, turning into countless sparks in the blink of an eye.

The Blood Feather Demon King's charred wings flapped wildly, but melted like wax in the white light, each feather sizzling as it was peeled away.

Whoosh! —

The Frost Soul Sword spun in mid-air, and the ice crystals that had condensed on its blade suddenly exploded into thousands of ice blades.

Fine lines of blood instantly appeared on the Demon King's neck.

'Snapped! '

The demon's head fell and shattered into ice shards in mid-air.

Zhao Wuji casually grabbed the still-pulsating demon core, which was then drawn away by an invisible force.

The blood-red patterns on the surface of the pill twisted wildly, with a demonic soul faintly hidden within.

"Deterrence!"

Zhao Wuji tapped his fingertips three times, and the demon core immediately quieted down like a tamed wild beast.

Not far away, the demonic bird had already prostrated itself on the ground.

Its trembling body was almost transparent under the white light, every feather was shaking, and its pupils stared at Zhao Wuji's figure shrouded in divine light, as if witnessing a true immortal descending to deliver the divine punishment of slaying the demon.

Horrible, too scary!

The Blood Feather Demon King, who was in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, was killed in a single exchange.

The power of this new master is truly terrifying.

Fortunately, it was a clever demon who knew when to yield and had already pledged allegiance to its master, becoming his mount and transforming from a demon into a spirit beast of the cave, thus saving its life.
(End of this chapter)