Chapter 855
The Microscopic Manifestation of Other-Transformation
The seven demon lords on the other side are in a worse situation than Zhao Feng.
Each of them had been killed by Zhao Feng no less than a hundred times.
Although they can be reborn each time thanks to their indestructible origin, each rebirth consumes a massive amount of their origin power.
Even a powerful expert at the sixth level of the Hongmeng Realm is about to give out!
Being immortal is one thing, but maintaining peak combat power is another!
But their eyes still burned with fighting spirit.
"He's dying!" the Crimson Blood Demon Lord transmitted telepathically, his voice excited. "His power has already begun to decline!"
The Demon Lord of the Abyss roared, "Give it your all! One last blow, and utterly obliterate him!"
"All demons return to their origin, a blood sacrifice to the heavens!"
The seven roared simultaneously, their bodies exploding into seven streams of the purest demonic essence.
These seven primordial forces merged instantly in the void, transforming into an incomparably thick, pitch-black pillar of destructive light, yet wreathed in crimson lightning.
hum!
The beam of destructive light tore through the chaos, ignoring time and space, and instantly appeared in front of Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng's pupils contracted.
Before he could make any move, the beam of light had already struck the Thirty-Three Heavens that were protecting him.
Click! Click! Click!
The thirty-three layers of heavenly protection, already nearing their limit, shattered layer by layer before this pillar of destructive light!
In the blink of an eye, the defenses of the Thirty-Three Heavens were completely breached!
The destructive beam of light, still powerful, slammed into Zhao Feng.
puff!
Zhao Feng's body shuddered violently, and he spat out a mouthful of golden divine blood.
He was blasted backward by the immense force, crashing into the darkness at the edge of the universe and disappearing without a trace.
We won!
"Finally...we won!"
Not far away.
The figures of the seven demon lords reassembled.
They looked in the direction where Zhao Feng had disappeared, a relieved smile on their faces, followed by a violent cough, their breaths becoming extremely weak.
In order to deliver this final blow, they had truly damaged their very foundation, and it would take several eras of recuperation for them to fully recover.
But it was all worth it.
"Go and see if he's alive or dead."
The Black Abyss Demon Lord, panting heavily, carefully flew towards the direction where Zhao Feng had been blasted away, carrying his spear.
The other six people also forced themselves to follow.
They traversed endless darkness and finally found Zhao Feng in a shattered temporal rift.
He hovered there silently, motionless.
"ended."
The Black Abyss Demon Lord walked up to Zhao Feng, raised the spear in his hand, and aimed it at his forehead.
He wanted to completely annihilate Zhao Feng's true spirit.
however.
Just as the tip of his gun was about to fall.
Zhao Feng suddenly opened his eyes.
The Demon Lord of the Black Abyss was greatly shaken.
The spear in his hand was less than an inch away from Zhao Feng's brow, yet he couldn't pierce it at all.
The destructive power at the tip of the spear began to dissipate on its own under Zhao Feng's watchful gaze.
"You...you're not dead?"
The Black Abyss Demon Lord's voice was filled with terror.
"die?"
Zhao Feng sneered, "With your meager strength, you think you can kill me?"
"impossible!"
The Crimson Blood Demon Lord screamed, "This is absolutely impossible! Our final attack, burning our very essence, was enough to severely injure a powerhouse at the seventh level of the Primordial Chaos Realm! How could you be completely unharmed!"
The other demon lords were also ashen-faced, their bodies uncontrollably retreating backward.
What was happening before their eyes had completely overturned their understanding.
They gave it their all, even at the cost of damaging their own foundation, and unleashed their strongest attack.
As it turned out, the other party not only did not die, but was also in high spirits and had a stronger aura than before.
How is this played?
"How could you ants possibly fathom the extent of my power?"
Zhao Feng stretched out his fingers and pinched the tip of the Black Abyss Demon Lord's spear.
Click!
With a crisp sound, a clear crack appeared on the tip of the Black Abyss Demon Lord's natal demonic spear.
"you……"
The Black Abyss Demon Lord was horrified and tried to pull back his spear, but found that the spear did not move at all.
Zhao Feng released his fingers and slapped the Black Abyss Demon Lord across the face.
Snapped!
The Demon Lord of the Black Abyss was sent flying by the blow, half of his cheek swollen high, with a clear five-finger mark imprinted on it.
"This slap is to tell you that you shouldn't always think about sneaking up on me."
Zhao Feng's figure emerged from the time-space rift. "Alright, now it's time to send you on your way."
"Insanity!"
The Crimson Blood Demon Lord roared, "Everyone, this fiend is at his last gasp; he's just bluffing! Let's attack together and annihilate him completely!"
He transformed into a streak of blood-red light once more, the broken blade in his hand bursting forth with a blinding crimson glow as he slashed towards Zhao Feng.
The other five demon lords exchanged glances, gritted their teeth, and unleashed their last remaining source of power to launch their final attacks.
They have no choice.
There's no way to escape.
Only by fighting to the death might there be a glimmer of hope!
Faced with the six men's final, frantic counterattack, Zhao Feng shook his head slightly.
Behind him, there was no longer the phantom of the Thirty-Three Heavens, but a chaotic void.
In the midst of chaos.
Blurry figures, traversing the river of time, emerged step by step from the ancient past and the distant future.
The first person to emerge was a man dressed in a black dragon imperial robe and wearing a flat-topped crown.
His face was majestic, and his aura was overwhelming. Just by standing there, he exuded an unparalleled domineering aura, as if he were ruling over the world and controlling all realms.
It was none other than the First Emperor!
Immediately afterwards, a man dressed in pure white, carrying an ancient sword, stepped out.
With each blink of his eyes, it seemed as if countless sword energies were being born and dying; his sharp aura was enough to sever cause and effect and cut off time and space.
The Master of Heaven!
Then, another figure appeared.
He was a general wielding a bronze halberd and clad in ancient armor. His murderous aura was so palpable that it seemed as if he were standing on the corpses of countless gods and demons.
Wang Jian, the God of Slaughter of the Qin Dynasty!
Ye Fan, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa...
One after another, familiar yet powerful figures appeared behind Zhao Feng.
Their auras had all reached the peak of the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm!
He transforms into the Great Law of Selflessness!
He transforms into eternity, he transforms into freedom!
"What...what kind of sorcery is this?"
The Crimson Blood Demon Lord, who was charging at the forefront, suddenly froze.
The other five demon lords also stopped in their tracks, staring blankly at the incredible scene before them.
Zhao Feng alone had already driven them to despair.
Now, seven or eight more terrifying beings of the same level have appeared out of nowhere?
"I told you, I would make sure you die knowing why," Zhao Feng's voice was like a divine decree from the heavens. "Kill."
One word pronounced the death sentence on the six demon lords.
The figure that the First Emperor manifested was the first to move. He reached out and grabbed, and twelve golden figures tore through the void, pressing down with their target the Crimson Blood Demon Lord.
The figure of the Tongtian Sect Master flicked his finger, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation unfolded, with four killing swords hanging in the four directions, enveloping the Black Abyss Demon Lord within them.
Wang Jian's halberd drew a bloody trail, directly striking the demon lord who held the demon seal.
"Roar!"
The Crimson Blood Demon Lord let out a roar of resentment.
He never imagined that the battle would be reversed so absurdly in an instant.
Just moments before, they were the ones besieging the enemy, holding an absolute advantage in numbers.
The next moment, they became the prey to be surrounded and hunted!
He felt a deadly threat when faced with the twelve golden statues summoned by the First Emperor in disguise.
Each golden figure exudes a powerful aura that suppresses heaven and earth; they are interconnected, forming a deadly array.
"Boundless sea of blood!"
The Crimson Blood Demon Lord dared not be negligent in the slightest. The broken sword in his hand shattered, transforming into a boundless sea of blood that swept towards the twelve golden figures.
Within the sea of blood, billions of demonic souls wailed, filled with a power of corruption and filth.
however.
The incarnation of the First Emperor merely snorted coldly and formed a hand seal.
"town!"
The twelve golden figures simultaneously emitted a dazzling golden light, pure and masculine, filled with imperial dragon energy, which was the nemesis of these evil forces.
Wherever the golden light passed, the sea of blood boiled, and countless demonic souls were purified and evaporated amidst screams.
In just a few breaths, the sea of blood, large enough to engulf an entire star field, was compressed to its limit.
The Crimson Blood Demon Lord's figure was forced to appear.
He was horrified to discover that his original demonic energy was being rapidly eroded by that imperial dragon energy!
the other side.
The Black Abyss Demon Lord's situation was even more miserable.
He was trapped in the Zhuxian Sword Formation set up by the incarnation of the Tongtian Sect Master.
The sword aura of the Immortal Slayer, the sword light of the Immortal Slayer, the sword shadow of the Immortal Trapper, the sword radiance of the Immortal Slayer...
Four distinctly different killing intents simultaneously attacked from four directions.
Each sword strike was enough to easily tear his demonic body apart.
He wielded his spear with such skill that it created an impenetrable defensive domain.
clang!clang!clang!
The dense clang of metal against metal echoed continuously within the sword formation.
The Black Abyss Demon Lord felt as if his tiger's mouth had already cracked open, and his soul was about to be torn to pieces under the endless impact of sword energy.
His demonic body was constantly being shattered and reassembled under the strangulation of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, and each reassembly consumed a massive amount of his essence.
On other battlefields, similar one-sided massacres were unfolding.
Wang Jian's avatar, wielding a battle spear, fought with sweeping, powerful blows, forcing the demon lord holding the demon seal into a series of retreats, leaving deep, bone-revealing wounds on his demonic body.
Ye Fan's avatar, with the Cauldron of All Things Mother Qi hanging above his head, used his iron fists to split the heavens and earth, beating another demon lord to no avail.
These figures created by Zhao Feng were not merely puppets with power.
They also possess the original body's fighting spirit and supreme killing techniques!
The First Emperor's domineering nature, the Tongtian Sect Leader's ruthlessness, Wang Jian's iron-fisted approach, Ye Fan's invincibility...
Each style completely restrained those demon lords.
Zhao Feng's true form simply hovered quietly in the center of the battlefield, standing with his hands behind his back, watching the battle with an indifferent expression.
He didn't even make another move.
Because it's no longer necessary.
One person is worth a thousand troops!
"No! I am not reconciled!"
A piercing scream echoed from Wang Jian's battlefield.
The demon lord, who was holding the demon seal, was caught off guard and struck in the chest by Wang Jian's halberd.
puff!
His entire upper body exploded into a cloud of blood mist on the spot.
Although his body rapidly reassembled in the distance thanks to his indestructible origin, his aura had weakened to the extreme.
Wang Jian's avatar gave him no chance to breathe, gathering overwhelming killing intent on his battle halberd and pursuing him once more.
"Aaaaah! Zhao Feng! If you have the guts, fight us fair and square! What kind of hero uses such underhanded tactics!"
The Crimson Blood Demon Lord roared like a madman.
He was pinned down by the twelve golden statues and could not move, only able to watch helplessly as his companions were defeated one by one.
"Upright and honorable?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Feng finally spoke up, "When the seven of you were beating up me, why didn't you say it was fair and square?"
"Right now, I've only called a few helpers, it's perfectly fair."
"you!"
The Crimson Blood Demon Lord was choked speechless, his face turning a deep purplish-red.
fair?
Is this what you call fairness?
boom!
In the instant he was distracted, a golden figure seized the opportunity, and its enormous fist slammed solidly into his back.
Wow!
The Crimson Blood Demon Lord spat out a mouthful of demonic blood, and his aura weakened.
The defeat is set.
No, from the moment Zhao Feng unleashed the Great Law of Transformation, their fate was already sealed.
"Form ranks! Charge out!"
The Black Abyss Demon Lord, trapped in the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, let out a roar with all his might.
He suddenly detonated his natal demonic spear, and the violent energy temporarily broke through a corner of the sword formation.
He burst out of the sword formation, covered in blood, and moved toward the other demon lords.
The surviving demon lords also realized their mistake and, at the cost of severe injuries, broke free from their opponents' clutches and headed towards the Black Abyss Demon Lord.
They knew that if they continued to be divided like this, they would only be defeated one by one!
The only way out is to unite our forces, concentrate all our strength, and tear open a gap to escape!
The six disheveled figures reassembled in the chaotic void.
They were all severely injured and their breathing was unsteady, but their eyes were filled with a madness that wanted to take each other down with them.
"May all demons grieve, and offer up my body as a sacrifice!"
The voice of the Black Abyss Demon Lord was filled with tragedy and determination.
They actually chose to self-destruct, using their last breath to fight for a chance to survive!
The other five demon lords did not hesitate at all.
Their demonic bodies instantly burst into flames, transforming into the purest primordial demonic energy, which surged wildly into the Black Abyss Demon Lord's body.
The aura of the Black Abyss Demon Lord rose steadily, instantly surpassing the limit of the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm and reaching an inconceivable level.
His body, unable to withstand the immense force, began to crack inch by inch.
The Black Abyss Demon Lord concentrated all his power into his right fist and slammed it towards Zhao Feng, yelling, "Zhao Feng! Die!"
This punch made the entire desolate edge of the universe tremble.
Under the force of the fist, space and time were transformed into the most primordial chaos.
Faced with this devastating blow, the incarnations of the First Emperor, the Master of the Heavenly Sect, and others moved simultaneously.
They simultaneously stood in front of Zhao Feng, each unleashing their strongest defensive techniques.
however.
The power of that punch was terrifying.
This is the most powerful attack unleashed by six powerful beings at the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm, who sacrificed everything they had!
Boom!
A loud bang.
The twelve golden statues blocking the way shattered instantly!
The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Diagram was pierced by a single punch!
The Cauldron of the Mother Qi of All Things was blasted backwards!
The incarnations of the First Emperor, the Master of the Heavenly Sect, and others were all like bubbles in the face of this power, shattering one after another.
The destructive fist, its momentum undiminished, slammed towards Zhao Feng's main body behind him. (End of Chapter)