Chapter 668
The Confidence of the Heavenly Demon God
The deep, sinister voice of the Heavenly Demon Lord echoed beneath the shattered sky, each word seemingly imbued with millennia of ice, carrying a chilling killing intent and greed.
"You were able to obtain the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, so it seems you have a close relationship with Gu Qingfeng!"
His blood-red, moon-like eyes were fixed on the Ancient Nether Saint Lord, like a venomous snake eyeing its most delicious prey.
"That's fine too!"
The gray mist around him churned slightly, revealing the intense fluctuations in his inner emotions.
The initial fear and apprehension quickly transformed into a chilling ecstasy and cruelty after repeatedly scanning the star field with divine sense and confirming that there was no powerful aura belonging to Gu Qingfeng hidden there.
Gu Qingfeng is not here!
This judgment put his mind at ease, as if a huge burden had been lifted from his shoulders.
As long as he doesn't directly confront that evil star himself, what is there for him to fear in this vast secret realm?
His gaze returned to the Ancient Nether Saint Lord, and to the blood-red array plate in the other's hand, whose light had dimmed slightly but still stubbornly remained suspended.
At this moment, there was no longer any surprise or doubt in his eyes, only naked contempt and cruelty, and a trace of undisguised burning greed.
"A mere Sixth Tribulation Celestial Venerable dares to be so presumptuous before me, relying on some external object? He truly doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"
The voice of the Heavenly Demon God Lord carried a hint of sarcasm.
"Once I capture you and extract your soul, I will naturally know where Gu Qingfeng is hiding!"
And this Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation… a ninth-grade creation treasure, placed in the hands of an ant like you, it's like a pearl being covered in dust! It should rightfully belong to me!”
Although a Sixth Tribulation Celestial Venerable is considered a giant in this realm, in the eyes of a Nine Tribulation Celestial Venerable, he is no different from a strong ant.
While the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation is indeed a fearsome and unparalleled weapon, the extent to which its power can be unleashed ultimately depends on the cultivation level of the wielder.
A supreme immortal artifact in the hands of a Nine Tribulation Heavenly Venerable is enough to make any expert of the same level extremely wary.
However, the power that a Six Tribulation Celestial Venerable can mobilize is limited.
Like a child wielding a divine weapon, it may be sharp, but it is difficult to unleash its true destructive power, let alone threaten an experienced adult warrior.
The Heavenly Demon Lord was confident that with his cultivation level as a Nine Tribulation Heavenly Venerable, he was more than capable of suppressing the power unleashed by his opponent using a supreme treasure.
As long as you carefully deal with the sharpness of that sword formation, capturing or even killing your opponent is not difficult!
"First, we'll capture you, then interrogate you to find out where Gu Qingfeng is, and seize the sword formation... a triple win!"
The Heavenly Demon Lord had made up his mind, his killing intent and greed intertwined, and he no longer hesitated.
"The ants are finished."
With each step he took, it seemed as if the entire starry sky swayed in response.
No longer needing to tear through space, his very existence disturbed the laws of this world.
A hand covered in dark purple scales and swirling with materialized demonic energy of destruction reached out once more. This time, it was no longer a divine power that grabbed from afar, but a more direct attack that was closer to the origin of the Great Dao.
The palm seemed to merge with the void, carrying an aura of "encompassing all directions and controlling the universe," as it slowly pressed down towards the Ancient Nether Saint Lord.
The palm strike wasn't swift, but it was so heavy it was suffocating.
The space beneath his palm solidified and collapsed inch by inch, transforming into a pure void, sealing off all possibilities of evasion.
In the palm of his hand, countless twisted demonic shadows roared, and terrifying phenomena of stars collapsing and the world falling were evolving.
This is not simply a matter of overwhelming magic, but rather it contains his understanding of the Great Dao, a suppression at the level of laws!
He held back seven-tenths of his strength in this attack, intending to capture the enemy alive rather than kill them outright.
After all, a living prisoner is far more valuable than a corpse.
"not good!"
The Ancient Nether Saint Lord felt his hair stand on end. Under the slowly descending demonic hand, he felt like an insect trapped in amber, his thoughts becoming sluggish.
The cultivation of a Six Tribulation Celestial Venerable appeared so pale and powerless in the face of the opponent's attack, which incorporated the essence of the Great Dao.
The injuries he sustained earlier from using the sword formation to withstand an attack were still throbbing, serving as a stark reminder of the insurmountable chasm between them.
escape?
The space around us is frozen solid, there's nowhere to escape!
block?
With only his own cultivation level and the damaged sword formation's conventional defense, it would be extremely difficult to withstand the suppression containing the power of laws!
He was on the brink of life and death, and despair, like an icy tide, was about to engulf him.
But at this critical moment, a thought suddenly exploded in his soul—what that being bestowed was not just a celestial artifact, but a trump card to save his life!
"Senior, please help me!!!"
The Ancient Nether Saint Lord used almost all his strength to let out a hoarse and resolute shout!
At the same time, he no longer held back in the slightest. All the remaining power in his body, like a flood bursting its banks, was poured into the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation in his hand with all his might!
He poured not only power into it, but also a kind of almost sacrificial, unreserved trust and supplication—to activate that mark!
"Buzz—!!!"
The crimson Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation seemed to awaken completely from its slumber, emitting a thunderous sword cry far more majestic than ever before!
The sound of the sword pierced through the solidified space and resounded deep within the souls of every living being on the Xuan Gang Continent!
The array plate trembled violently, and the crimson light was no longer bursting forth, but rather like a crimson sun being born. The light was pure and intense, containing a kind of nobility and majesty that transcended all things!
On the array plate, the extremely complex array patterns no longer simply lit up, but flowed and combined as if they had a life of their own, evolving into a grand scene of the birth and death of the stars and the cycle of the universe!
Even more astonishing is that at the center of that blood-red sun, a phantom figure is rapidly being outlined and condensed by countless intricate sword runes!
The figure stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a black imperial robe embroidered with the stars, mountains and rivers of the heavens, and a flat crown with tassels hanging down. He was shrouded in endless Daoist charm and sword light, making it impossible to see his true face.
But its figure is as upright as Mount Buzhou, and its demeanor is as magnificent as the beginning of the universe. Even just a phantom standing there exudes an unparalleled majesty that suppresses the ages and overlooks the cycle of reincarnation!
It was the embodiment of the power imprint that Gu Qingfeng left at the core of the sword formation!
The moment the Emperor's image materialized, two indifferent gazes seemed to sweep across the eyes shrouded in Daoist charm and sword light, landing on the dark purple demonic palm that was slowly descending, imbued with the laws of destruction.
Then, the Emperor's Shadow moved.
He simply raised his right hand, palm facing upwards, and gently pushed it out.
This palm strike had no earth-shattering power, did not manifest any terrifying phenomena, and did not even cause much fluctuation of immortal energy in the outside world.
It is simple and unadorned, as if it were just a casual wave of the hand brushing away the dust in front of it.
However—with this seemingly casual palm strike, the unstoppable dark purple demonic palm unleashed by the Heavenly Demon God Lord melted and disintegrated instantly, like ice and snow encountering the blazing sun!
"Pop—!"
A crisp sound, so faint it was almost inaudible.
The terrifying dark purple demonic palm silently dissipated the demonic shadows and phenomena within its palm, and the swirling, substantial demonic energy rapidly thinned and dimmed as if being washed away by an invisible purifying force.
The demonic hand seemed to have crashed into an invisible yet indestructible cosmic barrier, its downward force abruptly halted. Then, fine cracks appeared on the hard, dark purple scales on its palm!
"what!"
For the first time, an expression of disbelief and shock appeared in the blood-red eyes of the Heavenly Demon God Lord!
He felt the power contained in his palm strike being easily and effortlessly neutralized by the opponent's seemingly casual palm strike in a way he couldn't comprehend!
When he saw the black-robed emperor figure emerging from the sword array's light, the shock and fear that came from the depths of his soul, almost a conditioned reflex, burst forth like a flood, instantly shattering the psychological defenses he had just built up!
"Gu...Gu Qingfeng!!!"
The Heavenly Demon Lord practically roared out the name, his voice trembling slightly, a tremor he himself was unaware of.
That unique figure in black robes, that supreme demeanor that disregarded everything, had long become an indelible nightmare symbol deep within his heart.
Even if it was just an avatar, it was enough to make him lose his composure instantly, and subconsciously want to tear through space and escape to hundreds of millions of miles away!
However, just as the instinct of fear was about to take over his actions, the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Venerable God Lord's resilient Dao heart, honed through countless battles, forcibly suppressed this impulse.
He stared intently at the emperor's figure.
"No! This is merely a power imprint he left behind; it is definitely not his true self!"
The Heavenly Demon Lord's eyes blazed with blood-red light, dispelling the trace of fear and replacing it with a furious and ferocious rage at being toyed with!
"Hahahaha!"
He suddenly let out a piercing laugh, filled with hysterical madness and murderous intent.
"Gu Qingfeng! If you were here in person, I might be a little more afraid of you!"
But you, with just a mere avatar, think you can scare away the real me? That's utterly delusional!
He saw through the true nature of the imperial figure completely.
"An avatar also wants to suppress the original body?"
Today, I will first destroy your avatar, seize your supreme treasure, and then slaughter all the humans here. Let's see what you can do to me then!
The Heavenly Demon Lord revealed his madness, and the last trace of his fear vanished.
Since it's not the real person, what's there to be afraid of?
No matter how powerful this incarnation is, it is ultimately water without a source!
As long as I unleash my full power, the vast demonic energy and the Great Dao of the Nine Tribulations Celestial Venerable will be enough to obliterate him!
"Let me show you what the true power of a Nine Tribulations Celestial Venerable is!"
The Heavenly Demon Lord held nothing back, letting out a demonic roar that shook the galaxy!
"Boom—!!!"
Centered on him, an indescribable, terrifying demonic power erupted like a dormant volcano that had been dormant for billions of years!
The dark purple demonic energy no longer swirled around, but transformed into a tangible, viscous, liquid-like destructive tidal wave, gushing out from every pore of his body and instantly engulfing the starry sky within billions of miles!
The starry sky trembled, and the great road wailed!
In the star field where the Xuan Gang Continent is located, the light of countless stars was swallowed up and extinguished by this demonic tide!
The continent itself was like a lone boat in a raging sea, the sky completely covered by endless dark purple demonic clouds, the sun and moon were without light, and the laws were distorted.
The earth began to crack, mountains and rivers reversed, and space, like fragile glass, was filled with cracks, and under that terrifying demonic pressure, it was annihilated piece by piece into the void of darkness!
This power has completely surpassed the scope of ordinary Nine Tribulation Celestial Venerables!
"Crack—!"
Several smaller stars closer to the Xuan Gang Continent were unable to withstand the aftershocks of this vast demonic power and silently disintegrated in the starry sky, turning into dust!
On the continent, all the surviving human cultivators were unable to even stand before this ultimate pressure, which seemed to come from an ancient demon god and was about to destroy everything. They collapsed to the ground, blood seeping from their seven orifices, their souls like candles in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
In their eyes, all that remained was boundless despair and gloom.
Faced with such power... everything loses its meaning.
The Ancient Nether Saint Lord was the first to bear the brunt. He felt as if billions of demonic mountains were pressing down on his soul and foundation of Dao. His bones groaned under the unbearable weight, and his blood and qi, which had just begun to calm down, surged violently again. Another mouthful of blood welled up in his throat, which he swallowed hard. His face was ashen, and his eyes were filled with horror.
"Supreme...no! Even more terrifying than an ordinary Supreme! Is this...the true power of the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Venerable God Lord of the Evil God Clan?"
He originally thought that with the supreme immortal artifact in his possession, even if he was no match for the enemy, he could at least hold his own for a while.
But at this moment, facing the unrestrained Nine Tribulations Heavenly Venerable Demonic Might unleashed by the Heavenly Demon God Lord, he truly understood what an absolute difference in realms meant!
Faced with such power, he felt as insignificant as a speck of dust.
The black-robed emperor figure, formed from Gu Qingfeng's power imprint, stood with his hands behind his back at the center of the terrifying demonic tide sweeping across the starry sky. His black imperial robes fluttered in the violent demonic energy, yet he remained as steady as a rock.
The crimson sword light and Daoist aura flowing around him acted like the strongest dam, firmly blocking the surging demonic tide three zhang away, forming a relatively calm domain.
Emperor Ying slightly raised his head, his face shrouded in Daoist charm and sword light, seemingly looking at the Heavenly Demon God Lord, whose aura was surging at the center of the demonic tide, resembling a world-destroying demon god.
Although his expression was obscured, a deeper, colder, and seemingly ancient abyss-like indifference slowly spread out.
Simultaneously.
A mysterious Daoist aura emanated from Gu Qingfeng's figure, completely isolating the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Venerable's oppressive power that was affecting the continent.
The Heavenly Demon Lord felt the vast demonic power surging and roaring within him, almost breaking through the suppression of the secret realm's rules, and his confidence and arrogance reached their peak.
His blood-red eyes locked onto Emperor Shadow and Ancient Nether Saint Lord.
"Gu Qingfeng, how many moves can your avatar withstand from me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly opened his arms, and the endless dark purple demonic tide behind him suddenly boiled and condensed into nine world-destroying demonic dragons that stretched across the starry sky, with ferocious scales and a single horn on their heads!
The aura emanating from each of the demonic dragons was comparable to that of a top-tier Eight Tribulation Celestial Venerable!
Nine dragons emerged simultaneously, roaring and shaking the heavens, stirring up all paths, carrying the terrifying power to destroy galaxies, and biting down fiercely at the black-robed emperor figure and the ancient Nether Saint Lord in the center from nine different directions!
This terrifying power seemed poised to wipe out Gu Qingfeng and the entire human race of the continent. (End of Chapter)