"This is..." Fang Cheng's face paled, spiritual light erupting brilliantly around him.
But just as he took a step, wanting to flee into the distance, another buzzing sound came from behind him.
A golden dragon silhouette charged horizontally from the mountains beneath the earth. With two dragons surrounding him, he had nowhere to dodge.
"Seeking death!!!" Fang Cheng, a third-grade Divine Emperor who had experienced countless fierce battles, although surprised, showed not a trace of panic.
Two divine seals instantly condensed in his hands, emitting a dazzling radiance.
"Shatter for me!"
The divine seals pressed down through the air, instantly transforming to a hundred zhang in size, almost blotting out the space.
The sound of the Dao chanted from the highest heavens, as if a deity had descended behind Fang Cheng.
The two seals and two dragons collided mid-air. In just an instant, the entire world crumbled with a roar.
For a thousand miles around, mountains shattered, and great marshes dried up.
Dazzling spiritual brilliance spilled from the sky, like the end of the world.
But!!
Just as the spiritual light flickered, a demonic shadow suddenly flashed across the void. A black blade in its hand slashed down, carrying the momentum to annihilate eternity.
Upon it, eight [Dao Principles] resonated in unison, shaking the clouds.
Fang Cheng's expression changed drastically. Spiritual light transformed into armor around his body, faint divine patterns gathering.
A square seal rotated out from his hand, tearing space to shreds along its path as it fiercely met the descending blade.
Clang.
The sound of metal clashing echoed for ten thousand miles without end.
At this moment, the entire Domain World trembled inexplicably for an instant.
Ling Xiao's figure appeared, standing proudly in the void, a several-zhang tall demonic shadow following behind him, evolving into an image of primal antiquity.
Not far in front of him, Fang Cheng's gaze was gloomy, seemingly shocked.
Especially when he saw the demonic aura emanating from Ling Xiao, a terrifying sharpness erupted from the depths of his eyes.
"You are... a Heavenly Demon!!"
Three hundred years ago, a great demon descended upon the Saint State, slaughtering people and massacring myriad races.
Back then, Fang Cheng's cultivation hadn't yet reached the Emperor realm, but he had still heard of that demon's terror.
But he never expected that three hundred years later, he would encounter this... ancient great demon again!
"It seems there's still some gap if I want to kill a Divine Emperor." Ling Xiao looked up at the two dragon vein apparitions that had re-materialized between heaven and earth, a smile curling on his lips.
Two dragon veins can break a single strike from a third-grade Divine Emperor.
If the nine veins converge, this Fang Cheng would surely be severely wounded or even die.
This world hadn't yet evolved the power of heaven and earth.
But the might of the Nine Dragons Heaven-Locking Grand Formation was equally not to be underestimated.
This was like...
Ling Xiao had set up a peerless killing formation in advance. Once engaged in battle, there was no need to waste time; just trap the enemy in the Domain World and use the formation to kill them.
"I never thought another Heavenly Demon would descend upon our Saint State! Fine, I shall slay this demon for the world before you have grown!" Fang Cheng let out a sinister laugh. He could feel that Ling Xiao's aura was only at the first grade of the Divine General realm.
But even so, the methods of this youth still made his heart tremble with fear.
A person who can contend with a Divine Emperor at the Divine General realm?
Once he steps into the Emperor realm, who in the Saint State would be his match?!
Moreover!!
Until today, Fang Cheng had never heard of a demon slaughtering the world in the Saint State.
It was clear that this time, the inheritor of this forbidden physique was much more cautious!
But... so what?
A mere Divine General dares to set his sights on a Divine Emperor?
Seeking death!!
"In my world, I am not the demon. You are." Ling Xiao smiled faintly and suddenly waved his hand.
Just as a look of disdain appeared in Fang Cheng's eyes, the sound of rushing wind suddenly came from all around between heaven and earth.
Then, he saw with despairing eyes several figures descending from the sky, surrounding him in the center.
The two leaders... were actually two Divine Emperor experts whose auras were not weaker than his.
"Capture him." The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth lifted, his expression unchanged.
I'm a villain. Do you expect me to fight you fairly?
Is that possible?
"You... you have no martial virtue, ganging up on one! You... if you have the ability, fight me fairly!!" Fang Cheng swallowed hard.
But Ling Xiao didn't even glance at him again. His figure flashed and instantly vanished from the spot.
Boom!!
A tremendous sound erupted within the Domain World.
Waves of spiritual power rippled out like tidal waves.
Before the Heavenly Hall, Ye Qingchan's bright eyes held a charming look as she gazed at the young man before her.
"Young Master, you're back?"
"Mm, how has Ning'er been recently?" Ling Xiao casually pulled Ye Qingchan into his embrace and asked with a light laugh.
"That girl follows Die Ying around practicing all day. I haven't seen her in a long time." Ye Qingchan leaned into Ling Xiao's arms. "Young Master, when will you take me out to play? I'm almost bored to death here."
"Endure it a little longer. It's chaotic outside now. Once I clean up the mess here, I'll take you to other imperial dynasties for a tour." Ling Xiao smiled gently, a thoughtful look seeming to flash in his eyes.
Calculating the time, that Great Xia First Prince, Xia Feng, should be returning soon, right?
I wonder if this piece of leek is as fragrant as Jiang Yu?
Boom!
Until figures streaked across the sky, Ling Xiao looked up and saw Fang Cheng, his aura withered, being held by Xing Shen like a dead dog and thrown to the ground.
"Master!"
"Mm! Well done." Ling Xiao stepped forward, walked up to Fang Cheng, soul light flickering in his eyes.
The Great Qi Divine Emperor didn't even react, or had no way to defend, before his soul was forcibly pulled out of his body.
Ling Xiao clenched his hand. The Primordial Demon Blade swept out horizontally, instantly devouring his flesh and blood, turning it into a pile of dust on the ground.
Buzz!
The Soul Palace stood tall, rising another several dozen zhang.
And Ling Xiao's soul realm had stepped into the third grade of the Divine Emperor rank.
From beginning to end, Ye Qingchan didn't utter a word, just watched quietly.
Only a flicker of icy blue seemed to pass through her beautiful eyes before turning calm.
"Qingchan, cultivate here peacefully. I'll come back to accompany you when I have time." Ling Xiao reached out, pinched the young girl's pretty face, and vanished once more.
"Did you see it?! Did you see it?! What did I tell you? He's a demon, a great demon!! Do you still want to stay by his side? Aren't you afraid he'll kill you too one day?" Ye Qingchan gazed into the distant sky, a look of indifference on her face.
In her Sea of Consciousness, the ancient soul roared furiously, a trace of faint fear contained in its tone.
"If he kills me..." Ye Qingchan suddenly smiled, a captivating, bright radiance on her peerlessly beautiful face. "Then I must have a reason to die."
"You!!!! Preposterous!!!" The ancient soul was stunned for a full moment before letting out a shrill cry. "You, a member of the Ye Clan, how can you walk with a demon?! If the clan elders find out, not only will you die..."
"The Ye Clan? I don't care. As long as I am his woman, all living beings can be slaughtered." Ye Qingchan shook her head with a light laugh and turned to walk towards the Heavenly Hall.
Since I have pledged deep affection to one person, I should... be generous with the rest of my life.
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Great Xia, Guesthouse.
Great Qi Temporary Palace.
Qi Deqiang stood before Xia Yanran with a sinister smirk, one hand gripping her robe tightly.
He had heard the commotion outside. Jiang Yu's cry of 'Grandpa' gave him an indescribable sense of pleasure.
"That coward, he even called him Grandpa. Princess Yanran, how did you, a direct descendant of Emperor Xia no less, endure living in the same palace with such trash?" Qi Deqiang gave a fierce tug, directly tearing the garment off Xia Yanran's body, vaguely revealing a patch of snow-white skin within.
At this moment, Xia Yanran's pretty face was pale, filled with despair.
For a fleeting moment, she had hoped Jiang Yu could charge in and stop Qi Deqiang.
But in the end... trash was just trash.
Even if filled with rage, a momentary impulse...
But with just a little pressure, he immediately... cowers!
Forget it.
If there was never any expectation, how could there be disappointment?