Seeing his resounding victory, Li Yan couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Haha, how could a mere evil dragon compare to me!"

"With a single sword strike, no living being can survive. This is the magic weapon used to suppress the Demon Lord!"

As these words fell, the demon army led by Li Yan below, though suffering heavy casualties, shouted in unison upon seeing the dragon completely dead.

"Lord of the Nightmare City, your demonic power is unparalleled!"

"The Lord of the Nightmare City possesses strength surpassing all others in the world!"

"The Lord of Nightmare City is the leader of all demons!"

In an instant, countless words of praise for Li Yan echoed across the land, making even Li Yan himself somewhat reluctant to devour the demonic energy of these demons.

But then he thought about it again, and realized that he had only defeated the evil dragon under the Demon Lord's command, but had not truly faced the Demon Lord directly.

These sycophantic devils should just obediently offer their lives so that he can increase his strength.

"Stop, everyone!"

Li Yan raised the Pure Yang Sword, about to speak, but suddenly, his consciousness sensed an incomparably powerful pressure descending upon the place, and he immediately looked up at the sky.

A silver-white dragon, over twenty feet long, soared between heaven and earth, its white scales shimmering with dazzling light under the reflection of the sun.

"Roar!"

With a roar, Ling'er raised her extremely sharp dragon claw and slammed it down angrily.

Her body flickered, and in the blink of an eye, she was already beside Li Yan. The speed of her dragon claws caused sonic booms to resound in the surrounding space as they slammed into Li Yan.

Such speed was almost too fast for even Li Yan to react.

Knowing he couldn't attack, he quickly held the Pure Yang Sword to his chest, releasing a barrier of sword light.

"Boom——"

Like the long tolling of a bell, a figure crashed to the ground in the blink of an eye, shaking the earth and raising wisps of dust.

As the gray fog dissipated, Li Yan stood on the ground, sword in hand, his feet creating a deep crater due to gravity.

"hiss!"

Feeling the power of the dragon claw just now, Li Yan inadvertently gasped.

Looking up at the silver-white dragon in the sky, he asked, "Who are you? Could you be the Fire Demon Lord?!"

Ling'er remained silent, wanting to use her divine power once more to completely kill this demon.

Sensing that the silver-white dragon was about to attack again, Li Yan realized that there was probably no possibility of communication between them.

Since that's the case, then the only option is to fully activate the Demon-Slaying Array.

"die!"

Ling'er felt a surge of anger as she thought of the demons who had once ravaged Huomu City and wantonly slaughtered humans.

After a moment of calm, she suddenly opened her mouth, and the misty water transformed into a huge water dragon, crashing down on the evil spirit below.

Upon realizing the power of the attack, Li Yan was initially startled, but quickly turned his gaze to the demon subordinates who were now watching the show.

"Gaganasnichwa, Gaganasnichwa"

He plunged the Pure Yang Sword into the ground and chanted the incantation to fully activate the Demon-Slaying Array.

As soon as he finished speaking, ninety-nine pillars of light suddenly appeared in the wilderness of Demon Castle, and the center of these pillars of light was exactly where Nightmare was now.

All the demons of the ancient Asian continent, as well as Ling'er, the dragon, were enveloped within the magic circle.

"Activate the Demon-Slaying Array!"

With a roar, Li Yan drew his sword, and countless threads of magic array patterns emerged from the earth, binding the demon within the magic array.

As these threads rushed towards Ling'er, a barrier appeared around her, blocking the threads that were trying to absorb her magic power.

The demons entangled by the array threads tried to struggle using various means, but to no avail.

"Lord Liyan, what are you trying to do!"

"Let us go!"

"Lord of the City of Power Nightmare"

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Countless demons questioned the Nightmare about this, but he sneered, "Becoming a sacrifice to enhance my power is your honor!"

Upon hearing this, the demons panicked. Even though their previous struggles were futile, they still fought desperately.

Unfortunately, in no time at all, the terrifying magical absorption power completely drained these demons into dried corpses. In the end, like the seven demon lords, they turned into a ball of light and were swallowed one by one by the Nightmare.

The monstrous water dragon that Ling'er unleashed earlier met the same fate.

Meanwhile, Zhou Lan, who had just arrived on Blue Star, noticed the unusual activity on various continents, but the commotion on the continent of Shen Du was particularly large. So he manipulated gravity and sped toward the continent.

The other demon lords of the other six continents also noticed the anomaly in the capital.

However, their situation was equally dire, and they had no time to learn about what was happening in the capital.

Chapter 34 The Arrival of Cursed Blue

"Despicable tactics!"

Ling'er stood tall in the sky, her pupils filled with disdain. The dragon's arrogance made everything she was doing now seem like a desperate act of resistance.

"What do you know? This is a peerless magic array created by the Demon Lord, spanning the future. Countless people can only dream of this array!"

Li Yan, enjoying the overwhelming demonic energy within his body, couldn't help but shout fiercely.

All the demons of the ancient Asian continent were completely absorbed by the Nightmare Force.

Although Ling'er wanted to take this opportunity to use her divine power to destroy this guy, Li Yan was surrounded by a magical barrier that was unbreakable.

Even the magic power generated by the current offensive will be absorbed, becoming a force that helps Nightmare advance further.

"Hahaha, once I've completely absorbed the demon's magic power and life essence, even if you're the Demon Lord, you won't be able to defeat me!"

"This continent is my territory, Li Yan's territory. How dare a demon lord born from black energy rightfully rule this place? I will not allow it!"

As if possessed by a madman, Li Yan arrogantly roared at the sky.

Ling'er frowned, but still did not make a move. Instead, she raised her dragon head and looked up at the sky, her pupils questioning.

However, the god remained silent and did not respond to her.

Seeing this, Ling'er watched it with a melancholy expression, and could only wait for Li Yan to completely absorb the demonic energy of the entire ancient Asian continent.

Meanwhile, high in the sky, the god witnessed the power of the Demon-Slaying Array and couldn't help but wonder, "Is the magic array I created really that powerful?!"

"A peerless and overwhelming magic array that spans the future, but this guy's activation of this magic array has allowed me to see its limits."

Even if Li Yan completely absorbs all the demons of the ancient Asian continent, he would probably only be able to match Ling'er, the external avatar he created in the capital.

No wonder I couldn't absorb the magic power of a Demon Lord when I created this magic circle; the pinnacle of magic circles is always below that of a Demon Lord.

"Speaking of which, this Pure Yang Sword should have magic to subdue dragons, but I wonder if this guy can use it."

Shen Du narrowed his eyes slightly. Since it was the magic weapon used by the Eight Immortals to seal the Demon Lord, it meant that this sword possessed the magic to send the demon to hell.

The problem is, since the demon hell hasn't appeared yet, even the gods don't know if this magic spell will work.

When watching Jackie Chan Adventures, most people believe that the Demon Hell was created by the Eight Immortals in ancient times to suppress the Demon Lord.

But now that he has transmigrated here, whether the Demon Hell was naturally formed by the world or created by the Eight Immortals, even the gods have no way of knowing.

But now, Lu Dongbin's sword is right here. The gods want to see if triggering the magic spell that seals the Demon Lord can actually send Ling'er, this dragon, into the Demon Hell.

If one can truly be sent to hell, then it is something that the world gave birth to, not something created by the Eight Immortals; the opposite is also true.

Although Ling'er is not himself, logically speaking, she is his incarnation, and is probably also restrained by magic spells.

"Holy Lord, I never imagined you would be fond of the fragile human body. I never expected it."

As Shen Du was pondering, a very familiar, deep voice suddenly reached his ears.

Turning my gaze, I saw Zhou Lan drift leisurely to the front of Shen Du, surrounded by the gravitational pull of the moon. For a moment, the gravity of the sky was affected, causing Xue'er, a familiar beside Shen Du, to float up.

The area, which was originally bustling with activity, is now surrounded by dark clouds.

"It's you, Zhou Lan."

"What are you doing here?"

Shen Du spoke calmly, showing no surprise at Zhou Lan's arrival.

After all, he was one of the eight great demon lords. The arrival of his fellow demons was neither a bad thing nor a good thing. Even the gods did not know how to evaluate it.

Zhou Lan glanced down at the silver-white dragon and Li Yan below, and said meaningfully, "Those are your followers, and a humanoid demon holding a sword."

"It looks like a fight is about to break out. As a guest visiting your territory, would you like me to lend a hand to your family?"

Shen Du was slightly taken aback, then smiled lightly, "Please do as you wish, elder brother, why not do it in place of my family!"

“Alright!” Zhou Lan nodded, but did not make a move. He simply stared intently at the sword in Li Yan’s hand.

"What, does elder brother have doubts?" Shen Du asked with a half-smile.

"That sword seems to have some similarities to the power of the nemesis I sensed. Although it's not the same type, I'm certain that it's a magical artifact used to subdue a demon."

As Zhou Lan spoke, she narrowed her eyes and looked at Shen Du, "If I'm not mistaken, the demon lord that the sword restrained was you, Holy Lord!"

Just as he had sensed, there were other demonic artifacts that were the bane of demon lords, besides himself. However, the Holy Lord's expression seemed to indicate that he didn't care about this matter at all.

What could be the reason? Could it be that he isn't afraid of this precious sword?

Zhou Lan murmured to himself, trying to see a trace of fear in Shen Du's eyes.

They are the eight great demon lords, existing with the world, eternally indestructible.

However, once their nemesis appears, the Demon Lord will pay any price to annihilate the one who restrains him.

But why was the Holy Lord not flustered at all, and even seemed to have a playful intention?

Yes, if Zhou Lan were to witness firsthand the magical artifacts that countered his lunar attribute, he would probably destroy them without the slightest hesitation.

However, the Holy Lord's actions, which resembled toying with prey, are truly perplexing.

Unaware of what Zhou Lan was thinking, and despite Zhou Lan's revelation that the sword was his nemesis, Shen Du remained calm and composed, saying indifferently, "Brother, that sword is indeed my nemesis!"

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