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The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 780 - 323: You Finally Came
"Not good, Uncle!" As the Great Formation collapsed, Taiyi, who was in control of it, turned pale with shock. His already pale face from the destruction of the Ancient Formation Flag instantly turned black.
"What’s the panic for!" Jinyao’s face also changed, but in the next instant, he calmed down as if he had something to rely on.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, more than a dozen streams of colorful radiance shot out from the broken Nine Heavens and Luo Formation, landing in front of Jinyao and the others.
"Jinyao, you old thief!"
"Taiyi, you traitor of Pangu’s Great Thousand World!"
Driven to fury by the actions of the Three-legged Golden Crow, the Ancestor of the Desolate and Li Qingming roared in anger.
"We have nothing more to say to each other, let’s fight!"
Jinyao’s eyes were cold, and his body emitted a thick force of Fire Element Rules. The loud crowing of the Golden Crow resounded as if throughout the Nine Heavens, and the golden flames surged, with the overwhelming power of the Fire Element Rules tearing down everything in its path!
"Boom!"
The entire top layer of the Fusang Divine Tree was ignited in an instant, and the hollow void suddenly evaporated into a myriad of holes, revealing the Demon Abyss beyond. Mount-sized ancient fierce beasts lurked in the endless Demon Abyss, their spewing Demonic Qi trembling one’s soul.
"Hmph, you’ve made some progress after all these years!"
The Ancestor of the Desolate took a big stride forward. Above his head appeared a white jade tower made entirely from Nine Heavens Divine Crystals, a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure called Nine Layers of Heaven, which could protect both the Primordial Spirit and the body.
He carried the huge Wilderness Divine Axe in his right hand, not even glancing at it as he slashed an ancient beast crawling out of the endless Demon Abyss to pieces, then swung the axe towards Jinyao’s neck.
Jinyao, unafraid, transformed into a pair of black Golden Crow wings and charged towards the axe, determined to fight it out.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound of bones shattering was heard as the black wings split, feathers scattered by the Wilderness Divine Axe flying in all directions, and the axe, still with unabated force aimed straight for Jinyao’s neck.
Jinyao’s body shook, and a black radiance burst forth like a meteor crossing the Heavenly Vault, leaving a trail as it flew out, crashing into the Wilderness Divine Axe.
"Thud!"
The Wilderness Divine Axe, obstructed by the black radiance, emitted a muffled sound and flew back, caught by the Ancestor of the Desolate in an instant.
"Jinyao, for the events of the past, I will surely seek repayment today!" the Ancestor of the Desolate roared, lunging forward.
Jinyao was not to be outdone, using the vigorous power of the Fire Element Rules to transform into a Winged Willow Leaf Blade, which burned with bright flames and drew an eternal light under the Heavenly Vault, striking the Ancestor of the Desolate.
This Winged Willow Leaf Blade was entirely condensed from the Fire Element Rules, compressed to the extreme, its power comparable to that of a top-tier Innate Treasure.
"Clang!"
The Ancestor of the Desolate raised the Wilderness Divine Axe to block, and sparks splashed in the sky from the collision between the axe and the blade, a terrifying duel befitting Innate Treasures.
The Fire Element Rules surged as a crimson gold mist descended, extremely hot, instantly raising the temperature of the surrounding space by billions of degrees.
"Break for me!" The Ancestor of the Desolate turned fierce, madly infusing his Barbaric Sacred Power and Power Enforcement Rules into the Divine Axe.
Empowered by these two forces, the Divine Axe’s might exploded, manifesting an axe shadow thousands of feet tall, cleaving with a might that resembled the creation of Heaven and Earth.
"Dang!"
The axe shadow effortlessly shattered the Winged Willow Leaf Blade, and before Jinyao could react, struck his neck.
"Shhh!"
Golden blood mixed with threads of pitch black spilled from Jinyao’s severed head.
The thick Fire Element Rules burst apart, becoming an ocean that swept all ten directions of the world, submerging the entire canopy of the Fusang Divine Tree, and causing the temperature to rise once more.
"Gua gua~~~"
Suddenly, a fist-sized, completely black Three-legged Golden Crow burst out from the flying head of Jinyao, screeching wildly as it fled into the distant sky.
"Trying to escape? I won’t repeat your mistake!"
The gasping Ancestor of the Desolate had already been keeping an eye on the movements of Jinyao’s Primordial Spirit and saw it attempting to flee. With a wave of his hand, the thick Space Rule Power disappeared in a flash.
The Golden Radiance Primordial Spirit, in the midst of frantic escape, paused for a moment and then vanished into the heavenly vault. When it reappeared, it was already in the palm of the Ancestor of the Desolate.
Desperation and terror filled its crimson eyes, and despite struggling with all its might, it could not escape the grasp of the Ancestor of the Desolate’s palm.
Observing the black Golden Crow in his palm, a trace of pleasure flickered through the Ancestor of the Desolate’s eyes, as he said, "Jinyao, did you ever imagine this day would come? Today, you will taste the pain I once suffered! Off you go!"
At this point, with a cold laugh, the Ancestor of the Desolate’s hand was covered with a layer of bright silver Space Rules power, and he suddenly closed it.
"Guagua~~~"
A series of piercing screams rang out, and after a short while, all was silent.
...
Elsewhere, Li Qingming watched Taiyi coldly, saying, "Taiyi, do you have any last words?"
Taiyi’s face twisted with ferocity, his golden pupils turning exceedingly crimson: "Hmph, you, Li Qingming, are of the Demon Race, yet you stand against my Demon Race and help the Witch Tribe at every turn! You are unworthy of the title North Emperor!"
Li Qingming’s expression remained unchanged, coldly responding, "In the Primordial Great World, it is predestined that the Witch Tribe and Demon Race fall, and the Human Clan becomes the protagonist. The Witch Tribe understands their fate, but the Demon Race is scheming to retake the protagonist role of the Primordial! Ask yourself, as the North Emperor, did I not consider a way out for our tribe? Did I not strive for benefits for our tribe?"
"Shut up!" Taiyi rudely interrupted Li Qingming, "You have no right to judge our Demon Race, go to hell!"
As he spoke, Taiyi’s hair fluttered wildly, his body giving off patches of golden feathers, as he surged forward with an overwhelming blood Qi.
Li Qingming’s face brought forth a strange smile. Standing his ground, he reached out his right hand to meet the oncoming attack.
"Bang!"
Li Qingming’s hand, launching later but arriving first, struck Taiyi’s chest before the latter’s fist could land on him.
Taiyi, under the immense pressure, shook as if struck by lightning, bloodlines appearing across his golden feathers, as if facing an insurmountable force at midday, unable to defend.
"Damn it, break!" Taiyi shouted, as his feathers, reinforced by the blood of the Golden Crow, formed armor of pure gold that protected him.
"Bang!"
Li Qingming stepped forward, his hand striking again, this time smashing upon Taiyi’s face, shattering the armor, leaving half of his face missing—a distorted mess—as his body was sent flying.
Empowered by the Fire Element Rules, Taiyi’s body reconstituted in a rage. Staring at Li Qingming from afar, he declared, "Li Qingming, if I don’t die today, I will exterminate the lineage of the Swallowing Sky Bear and every last corner of Pangu’s Great Thousand World!"
"You no longer have the chance, for today you will die!"
Li Qingming stepped forward, uttering a light reprimand, as a Qing-colored Blood Qi shot forth, throwing Taiyi, despite his efforts to defend with his Innate Treasure Chaos Bell, into continuous cries of agony.
Taiyi was sent flying backward, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, crashing into the resplendent Golden Crow Temple, reducing it to ruins.
"Hahaha, Li Qingming! Even if I die today, I will not let you live easily! Curious why I appeared in the Golden Crow Sacred Realm? Curious how my Cultivation reached the Half-step Heavenly Dao Realm? I have a master, and my master will avenge me!" Taiyi, with a twisted smile, screeched into the air.
He summoned countless Fierce Beasts and blades from the Chaos, sending them all crashing towards Li Qingming.
"Master? Hmph, then I shall wait for this so-called master of yours to come!" Li Qingming sneered, his body radiating with the power of the Yuqing True Essence, proceeding forward with ease, reducing the illusory beasts and blades to nothingness.
Taiyi’s attacks were useless. Li Qingming, with an indifferent expression, slapped down without hesitation.
"Pu!"
"You will regret this, my master will..." Taiyi could only let out a scream before being sent flying by the slap, his body bursting into the air, turned into a mess of broken bones and blood.
"Shoo!"
Then, a bizarre incident occurred—Taiyi’s Primordial Spirit escaped from the shattered flesh and instead of fleeing, twisted his Seal Formations in midair. His Primordial Spirit’s Golden Crow form bristled with countless Tao Runes, dense as tadpoles.
Suddenly, a power that made Li Qingming’s heart tremble surged forth, and a boundless spatial rift appeared behind Taiyi in the Void. An ensuing pure power gushed forth, descending upon Taiyi’s Primordial Spirit from the rift.
Instantly, a Great Dao long river encircled him, turning surging and radiant with marvelous Rule power, commanding the respect of all under the heavens.
Gradually, Taiyi’s Golden Crow Primordial Spirit stretched and deformed until it finally transformed into a white-robed Daoist with an indistinct face.
"So, you have finally decided to show yourself? Who exactly are you?" Li Qingming, looking with gravity at this Daoist, felt as if he was up against a colossal mountain, struggling for breath.
"You’re very bold!" The Daoist’s voice was ancient and profound, "The first time was Wan Mo, the second Cain, and now it’s you causing trouble again! Out of respect for Pangu, the Old Tao has let you off time and again. But to think you’ve grown even more audacious! This time, I will send you off myself!"
Hearing this, Li Qingming’s face paled with dread. Without time to greet others, he swept everyone into the Storage Spirit Space, then his own Primordial Spirit immediately presented itself, with a powerful aura that burst forth, soaring to the Nine Heavens and intimidating the Nine Nether. He, like a divine God Demon, underwent a transformation into a Heavenly Dao Realm expert.(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile readers please go to m.qidian.com to continue reading.)







