Escaping Death, Only to Face Another Calamity

Before their sword wounds could heal, the two demons attacked again. The fiery Red Lotus and the roaring lightning merged together, first shrinking into a dark spot, then bursting open with indescribable, magnificent flames, transforming into a prairie fire. The darkness and nothingness were torn apart by this tiny spark of fire, and stars swayed and rose. What were initially flickering candlelight in the dark night had suddenly transformed into a vast galaxy.

"Demon Blade: Raging Lightning Flash!"

Bolts of lightning Blink, crashing towards Tu Wangyue a raging serpent, while countless sparks fell and exploded around her. Wave after wave of massive shockwaves and dazzling fireworks rose and fell in succession.

"Heaven Sword, Heavenly Wheel!"

Tu Wangyue, located at the epicenter of the explosion, remained calm and composed. His sword trembled, like playing a pipa or plucking a zither string. The trembling of the sword seemed to contain some wondrous use of celestial principles and cloud patterns. It was as if an invisible ancient zither appeared in the void, vibrating from the sword's edge, emitting a series of notes and characters.

These Sword Qi condensed into musical notes and characters, sharp and menacing, forming a massive Dharma wheel. From this Dharma wheel emerged one beautiful fairyland scene after another, layer upon layer, totaling thirty-three layers. Each layer contained a different scene, like a wisp of smoke, both real and illusory.

The fairyland slowly rotated, like a giant ship protecting Tu Wangyue at its center, blocking all the thunder and fire bombardment from the outside.

"What kind of Swordsmanship is this?"

Even if the Demon Emperor had not mastered all the Swordsmanship in the world, he could still recognize that this was definitely not the martial art of the Sea Continent.

"The Eight Extremes Sword Art is a Swordsmanship that incorporates the principles of the Eight Trigrams. Each of the eight trigrams has its own unique sword move, and some exceptionally talented individuals have even created an unprecedented ninth sword move based on this foundation."

Completely unconcerned about revealing information to the other side, Tu Wangyue, located in the Heavenly Wheel, explained, "This is the second Divine Ability of the Sacred Sword, 'Sword Dao Returns to Truth,' which means that the swordsman can use all Swordsmanship from ancient times to the present, ignoring the limitations of the Swordsmanship themselves."

The Demon Emperor could not believe that such an unimaginable thing existed in the world, yet the facts were right before his eyes. The two sword moves that the opponent had just used were completely different in style, yet both were extremely powerful and extraordinary. Moreover, they were executed with unparalleled smoothness and without any hindrance, clearly demonstrating the mastery of Swordsmanship.

"You are outmatched in strength, speed, Cultivation Body, and technique; your chances of winning are slim. Now, are you willing to surrender?"

Tu Wangyue's expression remained as calm as ever, unchanged since the start of the battle, as if she were not a participant in the fight, but rather an observer outside the battle.

Her gaze, in particular, was utterly indifferent, devoid of any emotion, like the lofty Dao of Heavenly Dao looking down upon the struggles of the common people, showing neither pity nor pleasure.

The two Demon Emperor remained silent for a moment, then revealed resolute smiles and said in unison, "We would rather die than regret it!"

"Demon Blade: Torrent!" "Demon Blade: Ice Mark!"

"Demon Blade: Cambrian Period!"

A vast expanse of freezing air poured out, spreading out into tidal waves of light, boundless and endless, freezing even the air itself, forming a giant ice ball that enveloped Tu Wangyue. Wisps of cold sword energy seeped inward, attempting to forcibly freeze her.

Tu Wangyue remained calm and composed, as if the Demon Emperor's rejection was within her expectations. She held the sword horizontally and flicked it lightly with her finger, releasing an ancient and melancholic sword sound.

This sword cry traversed the vast ocean of stars and billions of light-years, giving people a unique charm of being unreachable and talking about the vicissitudes of life. At the same time, the Sacred Sword emitted Sword Qi, which were not strong, and condensed into a huge eyeball in front of Tu Wangyue.

The moment he saw the eyeball, the Demon Emperor instinctively sensed an unprecedented crisis about to descend and quickly dodged.

"Hundun Darkens and Perishes, Zhulong Awakens!"

The moment the dragon's eyes opened, it seemed as if a magnificent scene of the universe being created from nothingness was produced. Suddenly, the ice ball collapsed, and all the icy blade energy shattered. One of the Demon Emperor had a hole in his chest as big as a face, and he fell backward, spitting blood.

This is a follow-up sword move of the "Imperial Dragon Heaven-Defying Sword Art," Void Returning. Even with the Demon Emperor's cultivation level, he would not understand what was happening. Even if he had sensed the danger in advance, he still could not avoid it.

"It's not over yet!"

As the severely injured Demon Emperor fell from the sky, he suddenly dug out his eyes with two fingers, then threw them into the air.

Another Demon Emperor who had escaped the calamity formed a hand Law Seals and spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood into his two eyeballs. In an instant, millions of eyes appeared in the world, opening simultaneously and staring intently at Tu Wangyue. An invisible force of will spread out, firmly immobilizing her and rendering her unable to move.

"Your greatest weakness is that all the power of the Sacred Sword only manifests when you are on the offensive. When you are on the defensive, you are no different from your normal self!"

The Demon Emperor's true form possesses the Divine Ability to create clones, while the Demon Emperor' innate Divine Ability is to create eyes. This is his trump card, which he has always kept hidden and has never revealed to anyone, all for this very moment.

"Demon Blade · God Slayer!"

The most powerful move of the Demon Blade Art, unleashed with fury, tore through space. Although it was not as powerful as the combined attack, it was enough to kill the opponent. Just as the Demon Emperor had said, Tu Wangyue, who was on the defensive, was no different from usual, because her body had not been strengthened by the sword formation and she was just an ordinary Spirit Transformation Grandmaster.

However, Tu Wangyue, who couldn't even move a finger, remained calm as still water. Having mastered all Swordsmanship throughout the ages, she knew which move to use to break through her predicament.

"All Evils Fall Silent, All Wickedness Perishes!"

The moment the Evil-Slaying Sword Intent spread, time and space seemed to stand still. The sharp sword Sword Qi, like the first ray of dawn breaking at sunrise, shattered the blade aura in a direct confrontation and pierced through the Demon Emperor's body.

The next moment, time and space resumed their flow, the blade energy shattered, and blood spurted from the Demon Emperor's back, sending her flying backward along with her body.

After the power of the millions of eyes that had been immobilizing Tu Wangyue weakened for several breaths, Tu Wangyue seized the opportunity to launch a sword attack.

"Blazing Burial of the Void!"

This is a move from the "Sacred Judgment Sword Art". Unlike the Demon Blade: Sun Devourer Style, it does not emit a dazzling light. Instead, it transforms the existing light in the surroundings into a sword of light and shoots it out.

Each of her eyeballs was pierced by a sword of light and exploded, causing her mental power to dissipate and Tu Wangyue to regain her mobility.

She looked down at the two heavily injured Demon Emperor and said, "Now, may you surrender?"

Chapter 831 A Narrow Escape from Death, Another Calamity

"Surrender? At this point, are you still spouting such nonsense?"

The Demon Emperor Chongjing stood up, clutching the sword wound on his chest. He pressed his palm against the wound and forcefully expelled the remaining Sword Qi from his body, creating a cloud of blood mist.

His Cultivation Body were neither evil nor filthy, nor were they related to poison. In fact, the Chongming Bird was a mythical auspicious beast that drove away Ghostly Monsters. Therefore, the Demon -Evil-Slaying Sword Qi not only failed to exert its effect of eliminating evil, but its power was also 20% weaker than usual, resulting in Chongjing's injury not being serious, at least far less severe than that of his avatar.

However, after his attacks were repeatedly thwarted, Chongjing understood the significance of being proficient in all Swordsmanship in the world. It meant that no matter what methods he used, his opponent could find a way to break through them. Under normal circumstances, when encountering such an opponent, one could only break through with a strong Foundation. However, Tu Wangyue, with the support of the sword formation, surpassed him in strength, speed, and Cultivation Body.

There was nothing they could do... Chongjing clearly realized this.

"The victor is king, the loser is villain; I have nothing to say. Let's do it."

The Yao Qi dissipated from its Chongjing, it gave up resistance, its fighting spirit vanished, as if it had resigned itself to its fate and was ready to be slaughtered.

However, he had secretly made up his mind to perish together with Tu Wangyue, determined to sacrifice his clone by self-destructing. After all, Tu Wangyue's weakness had not disappeared. Although Tu Wangyue had gained an absolute advantage in offense and was almost impenetrable, his defense remained at the same level. As long as he found an opportunity to self-destruct at close range, he could kill him.