Chapter 886
Taicang
Zhao Feng flicked his arm.
The Shadow Demon Lord was lifted up by the spear and slammed into the last demon nest.
As soon as Moro turned around, he saw the Shadow Demon Lord's mangled body crash through the nest wall, followed closely by Zhao Feng, who was charging in with a spear.
Moro's gaze sharpened, and he shouted sternly, "All demon lairs, split up and go!"
Moro's black spear swept across, and the demonic runes struck the remaining eleven demon nests.
The demon horde immediately dispersed.
Some rushed towards the turbulent layer above the desolate borderlands, some burrowed into the shattered star belt, and three directly tore open spatial rifts, trying to escape from different directions.
Zhao Feng laughed, "You're quite good at running."
He raised his left hand.
The boundary bell of Hongmeng Town flew up to a high place.
Boom!
The bells rang out in the desolate wilderness at the edge of the universe.
The turbulent flow is stagnant.
The shattered star belt was suppressed.
The three demon nests that had just entered the spatial rift were shaken out by the sound of the bell.
The demonic runes on the nest walls went out in large patches, and the demon priest inside was shaken so badly that he spat blood from all seven orifices.
Zhao Feng took a step forward and arrived in front of one of the demon nests.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear was still pinning the Shadow Demon Lord to the ground; he didn't pull it out, but simply raised his left fist.
The microscopic world within the body vibrates simultaneously.
A punch landed.
A large section of the outer wall of the Demon Nest caved in, and then it began to explode.
The second punch landed.
The core altar of the Demon Nest collapsed.
The third punch.
The entire demon nest broke in half, and the two pieces of debris crashed into the turbulent currents of the borderlands. The demon soldiers inside were flung out like black sand and crushed by the turbulent currents.
On the Ninth Heroic Pass, Bai Xiaochun swallowed hard, "Is he even human? If I had known he was this fierce, I would never have agreed to join Wang Lin's attack!"
Ye Fan did not answer, but took a step forward, his golden blood energy sweeping towards the remaining troops outside the city.
He punched into the demon army, shattering the ranks of tens of thousands of demons.
Seeing that Ye Fan had already rushed forward, Bai Xiaochun hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the tortoise-patterned pot and ran forward as well.
He ran a few steps, then turned back and shouted to Hong Yi, "Brother Hong, keep an eye on me! I'm easily ambushed!"
The Hongyi Jing scroll was opened, and the eight trigram characters fell all over Bai Xiaochun's body.
"Go."
Bai Xiaochun immediately became full of fighting spirit and rushed into the pile of demon soldiers, slamming the tortoise-patterned pot forward.
boom!
A row of demon soldiers were swatted away.
Bai Xiaochun immediately shouted, "Who was chasing me and hitting me just now? Come out here!"
The battlefield outside the city began to push back.
The Three Pure Ones regained control of the formation.
The Four Swords of Heavenly Sword and Immortal-Slaying Sword swept away the remnants of the army, their sword light specifically targeting powerful demons.
Yuanshi used the Pangu Banner to stir up the chaotic energy and uprooted a temporary altar of the demon race.
The Supreme Taiji Diagram rotates, and the Yin and Yang energies block the retreat route.
Houtu, accompanied by the phantom images of the twelve Ancestral Witches, pressed down on the left flank outside the city, tearing a gap in the demon army.
Nuwa continued to protect the people in the city, but a corner of the light from the Mountain and River Map also separated and swept away the black fire that had fallen into the city.
The First Emperor stood on the city tower, holding the Tai'a sword high.
Ninety-nine black dragons of fortune burst forth from the formidable pass, slaying the remaining enemies along the path broken open by Zhao Feng.
The decline of the Ninth Fortress was reversed by Zhao Feng alone.
The edge of the universe.
After Zhao Feng destroyed a demon's lair, he flicked his right hand.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear was pulled out from the Shadow Demon's body.
Before the Shadow Demon Lord's mangled body could even fall, Zhao Feng swung his spear, pinning him back into the wall of another demon's lair. "Didn't you like hiding in the shadows?"
"I'll let you hide as much as you want."
The spearhead pierced through the nest wall, shattering the core array plate inside.
The Shadow Demon Lord's remains were repeatedly washed away by the power of the Great Destruction, and the Shadow Core grew smaller and smaller.
His voice was broken, "Moro... save me..."
Moro heard it.
He didn't stop.
The black spear pierced through the turbulent currents ahead, and the speed of the demon nest beneath his feet increased once more.
All he wants now is to get the message back.
Zhao Feng has made a breakthrough.
The Borderland Killing Formation failed.
The Mantis Demon Lord was destroyed, and the Shadow Demon Lord was captured.
If the Demon Emperor Tai Cang doesn't come out, any more of their demon army, no matter how many, will just be sent to their deaths.
What's most terrifying is Zhao Feng's growth rate.
If it continues to improve, it will not be a good thing for the demon race.
Seeing that Moro continued to flee, Zhao Feng unleashed the Heavenly Emperor Seal from above.
A demonic lair that was fleeing in the upper turbulent layer was suppressed by the Heavenly Emperor's Seal.
The top of the nest collapsed first.
The entire demon's lair was then pushed into the depths of the turbulent currents.
Countless demons inside were crushed into bloody pulp, and the core of the demon nest emitted a piercing wail.
Zhao Feng raised his hand and grabbed the Pangu Axe, which flew into his palm.
The axe flashed.
A long ditch was cleaved open in the turbulent waters of the border region.
Two demon nests attempting to escape from the side were struck by the same axe beam.
The first demon nest split in two, the bottom of the second demon nest was sheared off, and the demon altar, along with its priests, fell into the void storm.
Moro turned around and saw the axe strike, his chest surging with rage, "Zhao Feng!"
Zhao Feng stood there, axe in hand. "What? You're finally willing to make a move? Come, let me see what you've got!"
He held the Great Destruction Spear in his left hand and the Pangu Axe in his right. The Primordial Divine Sword in front of him trembled slightly, and the Primordial World-Suppressing Bell above his head pressed down on the desolate borderlands.
The aura of the fifth level of the Primordial Chaos spread out, forcing the remaining demon nests to slow down continuously.
The Shadow Demon Lord was pinned to the nest wall and was barely able to maintain his form.
Zhao Feng, however, did not rush to eliminate him.
He spun his spear, lifting up the Shadow Demon Lord's mangled body and smashing it directly towards Moro's location.
The Shadow Demon Lord smashed through the outer layer of a guardian demon's lair along the way, and his remaining body was almost shattered.
Moro finally stopped.
He raised his black spear, the tip pointing at the Shadow Demon Lord.
The Shadow Demon Lord's remaining consciousness trembled violently, "Moro, what are you doing!"
Moro's expression was icy. "Rest in peace. When we return to the Demon Realm, I will resurrect you!"
The black spear thrust out.
The spear's edge pierced through the Shadow Demon Lord's mangled body, threatening to detonate along with Zhao Feng's destructive power.
Zhao Feng sneered, "Stealing kills right in front of me?"
The Heaven-Opening Axe in his hand disappeared, and the Primordial Divine Sword flew out instantly.
The sword light struck first, cutting through the black spear's edge.
Zhao Feng followed closely behind, stepping onto the shattered remains of the Demon Nest. The entire wreckage exploded, and he used the force to rush to the front of Mo Luo.
The divine sword transformed into Pangu's axe, which cleaved down fiercely.
Moro blocked with his spear.
boom!
The black gun trembled violently.
A large section of the outer shell of the demon's lair collapsed beneath Moro's feet.
The turbulent currents between the two were shaken and swirled in opposite directions.
Moro's arm went numb, and a sweet taste rose in his throat, but he forced it down.
Zhao Feng closed in, the Great Destruction Primordial Spear bearing the Shadow Lord thrusting straight at Mo Luo's chest.
Moro blocked with his spear.
clang!
The spearhead struck the black gun, causing the gun barrel to bend in an astonishing arc.
Zhao Feng thrust his knee forward, striking Moro squarely in the abdomen.
Moro crashed into the top of the demon nest beneath his feet, creating a large hole in the nest wall behind him.
Inside the demon's lair, the priests scattered in terror, screaming.
Zhao Feng landed, his spear aimed at Mo Luo's brow. "Run!"
"I'll watch you run."
Moro gritted his teeth, raised the black spear from below, and unleashed the Demon Emperor's essence at the spear tip.
Zhao Feng dodged to the side, and Pangu's Heaven-Opening Axe cleaved horizontally.
The black spear in Moro's hand was cleaved from his palm and flew into the distant turbulent currents.
Moro's expression changed drastically.
Zhao Feng raised his foot and stepped on his chest.
The top of the entire demon's lair sank again.
Zhao Feng lowered his head. "Didn't you say the Blood Pool could revive him? Now, I'll let you see it for yourself." The Great Destruction Primordial Spear trembled.
The Shadow Demon Lord's remaining shadow core let out a miserable scream.
Just as the Shadow Core was about to completely collapse, a blood-red rune suddenly cracked open in Moro's arms.
A heavy voice came from the talisman, "Stop."
Moro was pinned atop the demon's lair by Zhao Feng, spitting blood, but upon hearing this voice, he immediately became excited, "Tai Cang Demon Emperor!"
A crimson rune rose up and hovered above Moro's head.
A vertical crack appeared in the center of the talisman, and blood light surged within it.
A blurry, blood-red hand emerged from the rune, reaching for the remaining shadow core of the Shadow Demon Lord.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear still held the Shadow Demon Lord in its grasp.
As soon as the crimson hand approached, the grayish-white power on the spear exploded.
The two forces collided above the demon's lair.
boom!
A large section of the top of the Demon Nest was torn off.
The demon priest inside was caught in the aftershock and didn't even have time to scream.
Moro took the opportunity to try to extricate himself.
Zhao Feng exerted force with his feet.
Click!
Moro's chest caved in, and the demonic energy that had just condensed was instantly crushed. "Did I give you permission to move?"
Moro gritted his teeth until they bled.
He, a dignified Demon Emperor and a powerful figure at the seventh level of the Primordial Chaos Realm, was being trampled underfoot, right in front of the remaining demon army.
The voice from the crimson seal rang out again, "Zhao Feng, release Mo Luo and Shadow, and I promise that for the next hundred years, the Ninth Pass will remain peaceful, and the Demon Realm will never knock on the gate!"
Zhao Feng looked up at the talisman and sneered, "What are you? You dare to negotiate with me?"
The blood-red seal vibrated.
Deep in the desolate frontier, an even stronger demonic aura was faintly surging, yet it could not truly descend.
The true form of the Demon Emperor Tai Cang is not here.
This talisman is merely a means of remote manipulation.
Zhao Feng naturally understood this as well.
He slammed his spear down hard.
The Shadow Demon Lord's Shadow Core was nailed so hard that the cracks swelled up.
The Demon Emperor Tai Cang immediately increased the force of his crimson hand, trying to snatch the Shadow Core from under the spear.
Zhao Feng grabbed the spear's tail with his left hand and cleaved the blood-red hand directly with his right hand using the Pangu Axe.
The ax light fell.
The blood-red hand had three fingers broken.
A muffled groan came from the talisman.
Moro's expression changed.
The Demon Emperor Tai Cang's remote power was actually injured by Zhao Feng's axe.
Zhao Feng did not stop.
The divine talisman transformed into a primordial divine sword and flew up, its blade piercing the edge of the blood-red talisman seal.
The talisman glowed with intense crimson light, attempting to shake off the Primordial Divine Sword.
The boundary bell of Hongmeng Town rang out once.
The talisman was frozen in place.
The Heavenly Emperor's Seal crashed down from above, while the Earthly Emperor's Book was lifted up from below.
Caught between two forces, the blood-red rune was pressed until it was covered in cracks.
The Demon Emperor Tai Cang roared in fury, "Zhao Feng, don't push your luck! If you insist on fighting today, the Demon Realm will surely flatten the Infinite Continent!"
Zhao Feng chuckled, "Don't try to scare me with those words. You attacked first, and now that you can't win, you think you can just leave? It's not that easy."
After he finished speaking, the divine sword transformed into the Pangu Axe that split the heavens and fell once more.
click!
The blood-red seal cracked open by one-third.
The blood-red light of the Demon Emperor Tai Cang spewed out from the crack and condensed into a huge demonic face.
The moment the crimson demonic face materialized, the entire desolate edge of the universe trembled.
The distant, tattered star belt was swept by demonic energy, causing swathes of stars to lose their light, and the turbulent currents deep within the rift were also forced back to both sides.
On the Ninth Great Pass, Ye Fan looked up, golden blood surging around his body.
The Hongyi Scripture scroll turned pages automatically, the characters rising one by one, only to be dispersed by the demonic power emanating from afar.
Tongtian, Taishang, Yuanshi, Nuwa, and Houtu also stopped what they were doing.
This aura is terrifying.
Even before the true form of the Demon Emperor Tai Cang arrived, the sheer power emanating from just one talisman was enough to cause large sections of the borderland rift to collapse.
Moro laughed loudly, "Zhao Feng, you're finished!"
"With the Demon Emperor Tai Cang personally taking action, you are destined to die today!"
Zhao Feng pushed off with his feet.
boom!
Moro's half-body was embedded in the top layer of the demon's lair, gushing blood.
Zhao Feng glanced down at him and said, "I thought you could come up with something new."
The blood-red demonic face opened its mouth, and a wave of sound swept across the desolate borderlands, "Release Moro."
"Let go of the shadows."
"Kneel down and confess your sins again, and I may spare your corpse. But if I cross over, not a blade of grass will remain here!"
Zhao Feng gripped the Great Annihilation Primordial Spear, gave it a sharp shake, and the Shadow Lord's true spirit was shattered and completely dissipated.
He looked up at the Demon Emperor Tai Cang, "Dare to come closer, and I will kill you too."
"you wanna die!"
The desolate frontier suddenly exploded.
The crimson seal shattered completely, and the demonic energy inside spewed out into a huge channel.
The other end of the passage seemed to connect to the depths of the demon realm.
A thick, blood-red arm emerged from the passage.
His arm was covered with ancient magic runes, each of which emitted black and red light.
When the five fingers were spread, all the remaining fragments of the demon's nest in the desolate borderland were absorbed and turned into powder before they even got close to the palm.
Moro laughed wildly, "Zhao Feng, no matter how arrogant you are! The Demon Emperor Tai Cang can crush you with one hand!"
Zhao Feng stomped his foot.
Moro's laughter stopped abruptly.
Zhao Feng raised the Great Annihilation Primordial War Spear, aiming the spearhead at the blood-red hand.
The Primordial Chaos Boundary Bell hangs overhead, its vibrations suppressing the turbulent currents of the borderlands.
The Heavenly Emperor's Seal ascended into the sky, its golden imperial patterns spreading out in all directions.
As the Earth Emperor's Book turned its pages, the power of the thick earth sank deep into the crack, forcefully holding up the passage that was about to collapse.
The Pangu Axe, which split the heavens and earth, fell into Zhao Feng's right hand, and chaotic energy rolled on the axe blade.
A blood-red hand reached out to grab Zhao Feng.
Before the palm even arrived, the demonic pressure had already descended.
The demon nest beneath Zhao Feng's feet could no longer withstand the pressure. Layer upon layer of the nest walls burst open, and the demon priests hidden inside screamed as they fled, only to be crushed into a bloody mist by the aftershocks.
Zhao Feng did not retreat.
Pangu's axe, which had been used to split the heavens and earth, cleaved down towards the crimson hand
boom!
The axe blade struck the palm of his hand.
The crimson hand sank down suddenly, severing dozens of demonic patterns on its palm.
A muffled groan came from the other end of the passage from the Demon Emperor Tai Cang.
"Huh? Your axe..."
Zhao Feng didn't give him a chance to finish speaking.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear followed closely behind.
The spearhead pierced through the back of the blood-red hand, and the gray-white destructive power drilled into the flesh.
Flesh and blood exploded, and demonic blood spilled into the desolate wilderness, landing in the turbulent waters with a piercing explosion.
The Demon Emperor Tai Cang roared in fury.
The crimson hand suddenly clenched, as if to crush the spear along with it.
Zhao Feng gripped the spear with his five fingers and exerted force with his arm.
The world was shaken by the 840 million microparticles inside the body.
He took half a step forward.
The spear was forcefully lifted from the blood-red hand.
puff!
A huge gash was torn open in his palm.
The roar of the Demon Emperor Tai Cang caused the desolate edge of the universe to tremble endlessly.
Just as his other hand was about to reach out from the crimson passage, countless runes suddenly lit up the sky above the desolate borderland.
Boom!
The divine lightning of the rules condensed into chains and fell from the depths of the void.
A chain of lightning wrapped around the blood-red passage.
The second lightning chain entangled the arm that the Demon Emperor Tai Cang had already extended.
Article 3, Article 4, Article 5...
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of lightning chains descended.
Each lightning chain was engraved with restrictive symbols left by the Immortal Alliance. (End of Chapter)