Chapter 851
The Demon Lord Descends
Zhao Feng flashed and appeared beside the group.
"Lord of the Realm!"
"Brother Zhao!"
The crowd felt somewhat relieved upon seeing his arrival.
Zhao Feng nodded slightly and turned his gaze to the distance.
Endless demonic energy converged into a sea, sweeping towards the Ninth Fortress with overwhelming force.
Amidst the waves of demonic energy, countless hideous demonic figures roared and howled.
There were giant trolls as large as stars, winged demons whose wings could stir up spatial storms with a single flap, and countless heavenly demon armies riding chariots made of white bones.
The sheer size of this army is beyond description.
Wherever they passed, the starlight dimmed and the laws of nature mourned.
The entire universe trembled under this terrifying demonic power.
The impregnable walls of the Ninth Pass appeared as insignificant as a lone boat before this boundless tide of demons.
At the forefront of this demonic tide, seven terrifying auras pierced the heavens and earth, like seven pillars supporting this demonic realm, radiating a despair-inducing pressure.
Every single aura emanating from them far surpassed that of the nine demon generals previously slain by Zhao Feng.
That was the oppressive aura of a powerhouse at the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm!
"Seven..."
Ye Fan clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, golden blood surging within him as he barely managed to resist the terrifying pressure that threatened to crush his very soul.
The First Emperor's face was ashen, and even the beaded curtain hanging from his twelve-tiered crown could not completely block out the surging murderous intent.
This was only the aura unconsciously emitted by the other party, yet it had already overwhelmed the defensive array of the Ninth Pass.
If the opponent goes all out, this formidable pass probably won't last even ten breaths.
Just as everyone was shaken to their core.
The dark, surging tide of demons stopped in the starry sky, hundreds of millions of miles away from the Ninth Great Pass.
A demon lord, clad in heavy black armor and possessing an incredibly imposing physique, stepped out from the ranks.
He simply stood there, and the void around him kept collapsing and reforming, as if even space itself could not bear his presence.
It was none other than the Demon Lord of the Black Abyss.
His eyes, burning with dark demonic flames, pierced through layers of space and landed on the city wall of the Ninth Fortress.
"The person in charge of the Ninth Fortress, come out and answer!"
Boom!
With just a single sentence, the protective light barrier above the city wall shook violently, and countless mysterious runes appeared and disappeared on the barrier, almost shattering on the spot.
Many soldiers on the city wall were so shocked by the sound that they bled from all seven orifices and fainted on the spot.
"I am here."
Zhao Feng took a step forward, and his indifferent voice rang out.
The Black Abyss Demon Lord's gaze instantly locked onto Zhao Feng.
He sized up the creature, whose figure wasn't particularly tall and whose aura was only at the fourth level of the Hongmeng Realm, his eyes filled with disdain. "You, are you Zhao Feng?"
"It is I."
Zhao Feng readily admitted it.
"Very well." The Black Abyss Demon Lord laughed in anger. "If you have the guts to do it, you should have the guts to bear the consequences. I have come here today for nothing other than to take your head and avenge my six good-for-nothing subordinates."
"However, Heaven cherishes life, and I am not one to kill the innocent indiscriminately."
"If you commit suicide on the battlefield now, I can grant permission to spare all the lives of those who live in this Ninth Pass and immediately withdraw my troops."
"Otherwise, once I break through this barrier, I will surely turn all living beings here into food, leaving not a single one alive!"
These words were full of condescending charity.
He didn't take Zhao Feng seriously at all, as if Zhao Feng's life or death was entirely in his hands.
On the city wall, Ye Fan and the others suddenly changed color.
This is pure moral blackmail.
He intended to use the lives of all the inhabitants of the entire fortress to force Zhao Feng to submit.
If Zhao Feng does not agree, then he will become a sinner who disregards the lives of all the people in the city for his own selfish reasons.
If Zhao Feng agrees...
That suited their wishes even better.
All eyes were on Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng's face was expressionless.
He simply listened quietly until the Black Abyss Demon Lord finished speaking.
Then he smiled.
"Are you done talking?"
Zhao Feng raised his eyes and looked at the Black Abyss Demon Lord in the distance. "Since that's the case..."
He took a step forward, and his figure instantly disappeared from the city wall.
next moment.
He had already appeared outside the Ninth Fortress, alone, facing the billions of demonic tides that were enough to devour galaxies.
"Then today I'll see what you seven pieces of trash have in store for taking my life!"
The room fell silent as soon as Zhao Feng said this.
Whether it was the people on the Ninth Pass or the billions of demons, they all seemed to be frozen in place, as if they had been struck by a spell.
mad!
That's insane!
One person, facing seven demon lords at the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm and countless demon armies, not only showed no fear, but also took the initiative to go out of the city to fight, and even uttered arrogant words, calling the other party trash!
What incredible courage!
How arrogant!
"court death!"
The Black Abyss Demon Lord was the first to react and flew into a rage.
As a powerful figure in the demon realm, how could he have ever suffered such humiliation?
"Let's attack together and blast him to smithereens!"
With a roar from the Black Abyss Demon Lord, he and the other six Demon Lords beside him moved simultaneously.
boom!
Seven distinctly different terrifying auras surged into the sky without reservation, stirring up the entire universe.
The Crimson Blood Demon Lord opened his mouth and spat out a long, blood-red river formed from the essence of billions of living beings. Wherever it passed, even the light was corroded away.
The Black Abyss Demon Lord formed hand seals, and a black demonic mountain, condensed from the power of the endless abyss, appeared out of thin air and pressed down on Zhao Feng.
Furthermore, the Demon Lord unleashed the Nine Netherworld Demon Fire, burning the void.
A demon lord blew the Soul-Destroying Flute, and the sound waves transformed into sharp blades that pierced straight into the soul.
……
The seven demon lords, all at the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm, simultaneously unleashed their killing moves.
Seven ultimate forces representing destruction and death blocked all of Zhao Feng's escape routes from seven different directions, then converged into a destructive torrent, sweeping towards that tiny figure.
This attack would have been devastating, even for a powerful expert at the sixth level of the Hongmeng Realm, let alone someone at the fourth level.
On the Ninth Pass, Ye Fan, the First Emperor, and the others were all on tenterhooks.
They wanted to help, but faced with that devastating power, they weren't even qualified to get close.
however.
Despite facing this seemingly hopeless situation, Zhao Feng's expression remained unchanged.
"Well done!" he shouted, and the primordial power within his body surged wildly.
Splash!
Thirty-three phantom images of supreme treasures of various shapes rose into the sky from behind him.
Heaven-Suppressing Ring, Heaven-Covering Wheel, Heaven-Destroying Sword, Heaven-Overlord Blade...
Each of these treasures exudes a terrifying pressure at the level of a Primordial Sacred Artifact.
The precious light transformed into thirty-three layers of grotto heavens, one after another, connected to each other, instantly enveloping Zhao Feng's figure within them.
Three hundred times the combat power, empowering myself!
Rumble!
Almost the instant the Thirty-Three Heavens were formed, the seven world-destroying attacks arrived with a deafening roar.
Blood rivers surged, demonic mountains suppressed, demonic fires burned, and demonic sounds pierced the ears...
A terrifying energy storm exploded on the outer edge of the Thirty-Three Heavens.
The outermost cave world lasted for less than a breath before shattering violently with a crash.
Then came the second, third, and fourth layers...
The combined attack of the seven demon lords was so terrifying that it pierced through more than twenty cave worlds in a devastating manner.
however.
Their offensive has come to an end.
When that violent torrent of energy struck the twenty-fifth level of the grotto-heaven world, it was already at its limit and was eventually worn away by the immense power that evolved within that grotto-heaven world.
It's blocked!
It actually blocked it!
He single-handedly withstood the combined attack of the seven demon lords!
This scene.
This caused a brief commotion among the distant demon army.
This caused the crowd on the Ninth Heroic Pass to erupt in thunderous cheers.
"A mere trick, yet you dare to show it off?"
From within the protection of the Thirty-Three Heavens, Zhao Feng's cold voice rang out.
A thought suddenly occurred to him.
The Heaven-Shattering Hammer, which had just been upgraded to a Primordial Sacred Artifact, flew out of the Supreme Treasure sequence and fell into his hand.
The Thunder Hammer, infused with the Star Core Divine Iron, became incredibly heavy. With each swing, it seemed as if billions of stars were being created and destroyed within it.
"I'll start by targeting you!"
Zhao Feng's gaze locked onto the demon lord among the seven demon lords who was wielding the Soul-Destroying Demon Flute.
He took a step forward, and his figure instantly pierced through the layers of caves, appearing in front of the demon lord.
The thunderous hammer in his hand, carrying the life and death power of 840 million Hongmeng universes and a 300-fold combat power boost from the 33rd Heaven, slammed down fiercely towards the opponent's head!
This hammer blow shattered space and time, breaking the laws of nature.
The demon lord felt an indescribable sense of crisis envelop him. He didn't even have time to play the demon flute in his hand, and could only hastily hold the flute, which was made of chaotic demonic gold, across his chest.
clang!
The hammer and the flute collided solidly.
A deafening clang of metal clashing was heard.
The Soul-Destroying Demon Flute, which was powerful enough to withstand the attack of the Primordial Sacred Artifact, was bent into a terrifying arc in the middle by the heavy blow of the Sky-Shattering Hammer, and then broke into pieces!
"puff!"
The demon lord was struck as if by lightning, his entire body flying backward like a cannonball, a huge dent appearing in his chest, and the demonic blood he spat out stained half of the starry sky black.
One strike!
With just one hammer blow, he severely injured a demon lord at the sixth level of the Hongmeng Realm!
"How dare you, you brat!"
"Kill him!"
The other six demon lords were both shocked and enraged, and once again attacked Zhao Feng from different directions.
Zhao Feng sneered, and instead of retreating, he took the initiative to meet him.
"Today, I will show you what true power is!"
He put away the Sky-Shattering Hammer, clenched his fists, and activated the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force to its fullest extent.
The power of the dragon and elephant empowers me!
He fought against six opponents single-handedly and held his own in no way.
His fists were more terrifying than the hardest primordial treasures; each swing was enough to shatter stars and destroy the vacuum.
His physical body was so powerful that it was unbelievable. No matter how the demon lords attacked him, they could only produce a series of metallic clangs, and they couldn't even hurt a hair on his skin.
In an instant, the wind from the fists surged, and demonic energy raged.
Each time the eight figures clashed, they unleashed terrifying energy powerful enough to destroy a galaxy.
In order to avoid affecting the Ninth Fortress behind him, Zhao Feng fought and retreated, intentionally leading the battlefield to the deeper reaches of the cosmic wilderness.
The seven demon lords, caught up in the thrill of the battle, followed Zhao Feng's figure, chasing him all the way, and in the blink of an eye, they were already far out of sight of the Ninth Fortress.
The edge of the universe is a desolate wasteland, a scene of utter chaos.
The space here is extremely unstable, filled with raging spatial turbulence and destructive storms powerful enough to tear apart one's soul.
Eight streams of light collided and intersected continuously in this desolate place.
Zhao Feng fought seven opponents single-handedly, battling to the point of madness.
He was covered in blood, from both his enemies and his own.
Although his physical body was incredibly strong, the attacks of the seven demon lords were not entirely ineffective.
Some strange curses and corrosive forces still managed to penetrate his defenses, leaving wounds of varying depths on his body.
But this injury was of no importance to him.
With each breath, the 840 million primordial universes within his body provided him with a continuous source of life essence, allowing his wounds to heal at a visible speed.
On the other hand, the seven demon lords opposite him were becoming more and more frightened as the battle progressed.
This Zhao Feng is simply a monster!
His strength seemed inexhaustible, never tiring.
His physical body was harder than the demonic weapons in their hands.
His recovery ability was so abnormal it was outrageous.
The seven of them joined forces, but instead of defeating him, they were forced to retreat in defeat, and each of them was injured.
The demon lord who had been severely injured by Zhao Feng's hammer was now even more weakened and could only wander around in the distance, no longer daring to confront Zhao Feng head-on.
"This can't go on any longer!"
While dodging Zhao Feng's punches, the Crimson Blood Demon Lord transmitted his thoughts to the other demon lords, "This kid's physical body is too strange. Ordinary attacks are completely ineffective against him! We must find a way to break through his physical defenses!"
"How to break this?"
The Black Abyss Demon Lord forced Zhao Feng back with a single spear thrust and replied in a deep voice, "We have already used every means at our disposal, even our natal demonic treasures, but we still cannot defeat him!"
"I have a method that might be worth a try!"
A demon lord with two horns on his head and a withered face suddenly spoke, "I have a forbidden technique called the 'Seven Emotions Death Curse,' which is a supreme curse technique that directly targets the origin of the soul. Once touched by this curse, no matter how strong one's physical body is, one's soul will disintegrate, turning into a walking corpse!"
"But casting this spell requires time to prepare and consumes a great deal of my vital energy. I need you to hold him off for at least ten breaths!"
"it is good!"
"Let's do it this way!"
Upon hearing this, the other six demon lords were all invigorated.
They exchanged a glance, and the next moment, they simultaneously unleashed their strongest power, launching a frenzied attack on Zhao Feng.
"The sea of blood is boundless!"
"The abyss has descended!"
"Ten Thousand Demons Devour Souls!"
……
The six Demon Lords simultaneously chose to burn a portion of their Demon Lord essence in exchange for a temporary surge in power. (End of Chapter)