My Informative Cultivation Life-Chapter 559 - 288: Encounter with Mo Wudao Again, Ancient Sect Remnant?

Boom!

As the Shadow of the Demon Ancestor, projected by the Codex of the Heavenly Demons, pointed a finger, it swept across the void. Its momentum was magnificent, and at this moment, it became the eternal theme, with other things between heaven and earth seemingly vanishing into nothingness.

Yang Ji’s eyes were clear, showing no panic or fear; he executed his supreme method and staunchly countered.

The Time Tower’s imprisonment, the confluence of the Death Seal and the Primordial Annihilation, empowered by the True Immortal Transforming Armor bestowed by the Huayuan Sect Elders.

All these techniques collided with the Demon Ancestor’s pointing finger.

Boom!

Vital energy exploded, the void collapsed, and the whole heavens and earth seemed to be devoured, instantaneously turning into a black hole where every tangible and intangible matter was obliterated in an instant.

It was all too fast, too terrifying.

A group of Red Dust Immortals changed their expressions drastically and avoided the area, not daring to stay within the range of the energy’s reach.

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The roaring continued.

The normally devastating Death Seal and Primordial Annihilation were, at this moment, destructed just as easily.

The Demon Ancestor’s finger, as if poking tofu, effortlessly crushed all of Yang Ji’s methods.

And it quickly targeted his brow.

Puff!

A cloud of blood mist burst open, and Yang Ji was as brittle as mud, crushed instantly.

"Once I open twelve pages of my Codex of the Heavenly Demons, no one can survive under the Demon Ancestor’s pointing finger. Not even a Profound Immortal, let alone you, a mere Eight Tribulations Immortal. It is your greatest honor to make me bring out the Codex of the Heavenly Demons. Dying by my hand is the fortune of your many lifetimes of cultivation," the Xuanhuang Demon Lord proclaimed from on high, unveiling his supreme dignity.

"Is that so?" Suddenly, a deep and sonorous voice rang out.

At that moment, Yang Ji’s blood mist gathered; now on his body, the True Immortal Transforming Armor was not just two pieces, but a full ten pieces, for Lang Canghai and others had also covered him with their armor, bolstering his strength. Stay tuned with novelbuddy

Merging the power of ten Red Dust Immortals, Yang Ji felt immensely powerful, as if he could burst a Profound Immortal with a single blow.

Whoosh!

The Wings of Time-Space vibrated, and a streak of light passed. The descending crushing gesture of the Demon Ancestor’s pointing finger was instantly blasted away. With a flash of light, the Xuanhuang Demon Lord recovered to find, to his shock, that Yang Ji appeared unscathed before him.

Yang Ji looked cold and merciless, without a moment of hesitation. The Time Tower imprisoned time while he struck out with a palm of Great Destruction.

The power to obliterate everything spread out, and the Xuanhuang Demon Lord’s face drastically changed, unable to even scream, as he was crushed to a blood mist by the annihilating force.

And it wasn’t over yet. The force of Great Destruction enveloped him, continuously obliterating his Origin of Demonic Qi.

Only then did cries of agony echo out.

The shrill screams deeply shocked the onlooking Red Dust Immortals.

"The Xuanhuang Demon Lord has actually been suppressed, and even the Supreme Treasure, the Codex of the Heavenly Demons, has been seized!" A Red Dust Immortal of the Yin Tribe’s pupils contracted sharply, disbelieving the reality before them.

"Look, this person has activated the True Immortal Transforming Armor, and he has ten pieces of Immortal Armor on him, which means that in his Inner World, there had always been ten Red Dust Immortals hidden. A single Red Dust Immortal is enough to support a super Sect. Ten Red Dust Immortals, what a tremendous force that is! Who exactly is he? A mere Eight Tribulations Immortal, yet he wields such power," the Red Dust Immortals from various worlds stared intently at Yang Ji, attempting to see through him, yet they found they could not fathom him at all.

"With such a strong foundation, perhaps this is the reason why the Huayuan Sect Elders were willing to submit to him," a Red Dust Immortal from the Immortal Clan said somberly.

"The Xuanhuang Demon Lord’s Magical Treasures have been snatched, and his Origin is being obliterated. We and the Heavenly Demon Clan are allies, should we join forces to rescue him?" a Red Dust Immortal of the Shadow Demon Clan said gravely.

"Alliance? Do you really believe the promises of the Heavenly Demons? The Heavenly Demons are only afraid of us messing things up. They offer lip service to benefits; if you want to lend a hand, then go do it yourself," sneered a Red Dust Immortal of the God Race.

Hearing this, the Red Dust Immortal of the Shadow Demon Clan furrowed his brow and stopped talking.

"Ah, you little beast, you dare to obliterate me, my Heavenly Demon Clan will not let you off, you will never know how powerful my Heavenly Demon Clan truly is. You will regret this; you will regret this..." the Xuanhuang Demon Lord screamed miserably, while Yang Ji firmly grasped the buzzing Codex of the Heavenly Demons, pressing the Origin of Demonic Qi with a palm of obliteration, intimidating everyone present deeply with his actions.

"This man is too extraordinary. If he becomes a Red Dust Immortal, he might be one of those peerless powerhouses who emerge once every hundred thousand years," a Red Dust Immortal said deeply.

The adjacent Red Dust Immortals watched silently, but deep down, they strongly agreed with this statement.

"Still obstinate? How deep your Heavenly Demon Clan’s resources are, I’ll take them all," Yang Ji scoffed coldly. With a fierce grasp of his Great Destroying hand, the Xuanhuang Demon Lord’s screams intensified.

Death, the breath of death approached swiftly.

It filled him with intense fear.

"Ah, you little cur, you’ll not die well!" the Xuanhuang Demon Lord howled furiously.

"Humph, still so stubborn!" Yang Ji’s eyebrows twitched as he clenched his five fingers tightly, squeezing the Xuanhuang Demon Lord to within an inch of his life, then repressed him within the Time Tower, handing him over to Shen Yin to absorb and transform into Primordial Spirit Fruit.

"This Demon Book is also a fine thing!" Subtle Qi of Supreme Evil surged quietly from the tips of Yang Ji’s fingers and into the Demon Book, encompassing the resisting Artifact Spirit inside. He wanted to thoroughly corrupt it, making it completely obey him.

This Magical Treasure was extraordinary, and corruption required some time.

Yang Ji glanced at the Demon Book, then tucked it into his Inner World.

Just then, from above the Sky Firmament, a world-covering surge of Demonic Qi thundered toward them, as if plunging everyone into the Demon Realm itself, filled with boundless fear.