Heaven's Will, Destroying the Blue Demon Clan

Seeing Mo He severely injured, Mo Yun was stunned, his face turned ashen, and he had no will to fight.

In his view, this attack was also due to the power of the sage behind Zhou Tong, which was why a king could injure a sage.

"Do you want to start a war among all races? Then all races will join forces to destroy the human race!" Mo Yun threatened as he fled, bluffing his way out of the way.

Unfortunately, Zhou Tong wasn't buying it at all.

Knowing the true nature of the human race and other races, he acted without any restraint, even when facing Saint Level Ancestor King, he directly and forcefully attacked.

"I said, the Blue Demon Clan will be destroyed today!"

Zhou Tong roared, unleashing a torrent of thunder, and charged forward, brandishing his purple fist.

Lightning crackled around Zhou Tong's arm, constantly pulsating and Form Transformation, sometimes into the shape of a dragon, sometimes a phoenix, creating chaos and containing an aura of Annihilation.

After his previous encounter with the sage at Purple Mountain, Zhou Tong further refined his Dao and Dharma. This time, the fusion of the Thunder Emperor Treasure Technique and the profound mystery of the Dragon and Phoenix Bring Auspiciousness is clearly a step further.

"Boom!!"

With a single punch, he pierced through Mo Yun's chest, sending blue flesh flying out incessantly amidst the Heavenly Tribulation, emitting bursts of eerie blue light.

"Ah..."

Mo Yun screamed in agony. He had only just begun to recover from the injuries inflicted by the Vajra Ring, and now the wounds had been pierced through again. His entire body was covered in blue blood, and he was in excruciating pain.

A being resembling a Great Sage was crouching not far away. Mo Yun had no fighting spirit whatsoever, and now, having been pierced through the chest by a Dao-Slaying King, he had dealt a fatal blow to his will to cultivate.

"Your Blue Demon Clan cultivates using the divine souls of my human race, which is an outrage to both gods and men. Today, we will pay for this blood debt!" Zhou Tong activated the Thunder Emperor Method, his whole body bathed in lightning, and tribulation light bloomed, like a dragon and a phoenix, with various Dao Pattern intertwining. He raised his fist and attacked once again.

It is still the ultimate fusion of the Thunder Emperor Method and the Dragon and Phoenix Bring Auspiciousness.

As he frantically circulated the Thunder Emperor Method amidst the Thunder Tribulation, he sensed an extremely terrifying will—the will of the heavens, the will of the Heavenly Dao, and the will of the Thunder Tribulation to Sovereign all living beings.

Enveloped by this will of heaven and earth, Zhou Tong couldn't help but feel as if he controlled Myriad Heavens and could decide life and death.

"The will of Heavenly Dao, the will of the heavens, so this is what it feels like to control the world!" Zhou Tong was also somewhat captivated by this state for a moment.

Every movement seemed to be empowered by the power of the Heavenly Dao, giving off an invincible and unparalleled aura.

"One day in the future, even without the blessing of Heavenly Tribulation, I will still possess such a will, a will that belongs only to me!!" Zhou Tong knew that all of this was just an illusion brought about by the Heavenly Tribulation.

In this world, only your own strength is real!

"Boom!"

With a swing of his purple fist, thunder shook the world. Zhou Tong, like a thunder god, controlled the heavens and the earth, bringing with him millions of Heavenly Tribulation bolts like Immortal Phoenix and True Dragon, and then slammed down with a "boom".

"Puff!"

Blood splattered as Zhou Tong shattered Mo Yun Yun's arm. Faced with Zhou Tong's terrifying, heaven-like aura, Mo Yun, who had already lost the will to fight, let out a miserable scream.

"Boom!!"

Following closely behind was a terrifying sea of lightning, as deep and as heavy as a prison, and the Nine Heavens Tribulation Light descended simultaneously, crashing down on Mo Yun. Wisps of green smoke rose from his body.

Originally a sage, he Transcendence all living beings after emerging from his long seal, looking down upon the world and regarding all beings as ants, holding the power of life and death over them. But no matter what, he could not have imagined that such a thing would happen, that he would be trampled underfoot by a king who Dao Severing, completely shattering all his confidence.

The Heavenly Tribulation was immense, and the thunder shook the heavens.

Mo Yun looked up at the purple figure bathed in lightning, his heart trembling with fear.

To him now, Zhou Tong, who was imbued with the might of heaven, was no longer a king, but a god, an incarnation of heaven, and an unparalleled being revered by heaven and earth.

"How could this be..." Mo Yun was shocked, but his eyes were already somewhat dazed.

Mo Yun's will has completely collapsed, and the outcome of this battle is no longer in doubt!

"It's just the cycle of cause and effect!" Zhou Tong's voice remained cold and ruthless, his hair flying wildly in the lightning, his whole body radiating an aura of lightning like thunder.

He activated the Thunder Emperor Method, letting the chaotic light within the thunder fall and cleanse his tall and strong body, making his whole body glow with precious light. For him, this kind of minor-level thunder was always just a supplement.

Zhou Tong flew down once more. Before he even arrived, the lightning, like Immortal Phoenix or True Dragon, had already struck down. Then, Zhou Tong's fist, imbued with the will of heaven and earth, descended.

"Puff!"

Zhou Tong smashed Mo Yun's head with a single punch, sending blue blood splattering ten feet high. Then, Zhou Tong manipulated chaotic lightning to strike down, burning his body completely, leaving not a trace.

"Is this the sage from before the Primordial Era? How could he be so weak?" After killing Mo Yun, Zhou Tong was speechless. This sage was even weaker than the dying sage he had encountered in Purple Mountain.

This weakness is not reflected in combat strength, but in mentality.

Even though the saint of Purple Mountain was on the verge of death, he fought relentlessly with a determination to perish together with his mortals; but this saint of the Blue Demon Clan, though seemingly cruel and treacherous, was so utterly pathetic in his mentality, a complete paper tiger.

"Although I knew that it was easy to become a saint before the Primordial Era, I never imagined that there would be such a fragile saint..." Zhou Tong was puzzled.

The cultivation environment in the prehistoric era was excellent, so even the saints of that time probably didn't possess combat power at the third or Four Restrictions. Yet, even so, they were saints, and how could they be so easily slaughtered by a king like myself?

Where are your sacred barriers?

Zhou Tong fell silent, his entire body bathed in lightning, like a Deity.

"But that makes sense. The Blue Demon Clan's reputation is built on slaughter. How can someone who only wields their blade against the weak possibly cultivate an invincible force? It's understandable that they have such a fragile mentality!"

"Compared to these saints, the descendants of the Undying Heavenly Emperor in Purple Mountain are stronger and have more saintly demeanor." Zhou Tong was somewhat disheartened as he looked at another saint not far away— Mo He.

This man's gaze was no different from that of Mo Yun, who had died at his hands; it was one of utter shock and disbelief, devoid of any fighting spirit.

"A piece of trash!" Zhou Tong was too lazy to take action himself, so he casually tossed out his Sacred Spirit Sword.

"Clang!"

The divine sword immediately produced a clear dragon's roar and Phoenix Cry's cry, unleashing a terrifying sword aura as vast as mountains and seas.

In an instant, the last Saint-level being of the Blue Demon Clan was killed.

"Ah..."

The screams were still clearly audible; Zhou Tong's Thunder Tribulation was too powerful, and the Blue Demon Clan was dying in droves.

This was a tragedy, with all sorts of horrific scenes visible, and large numbers of the Blue Demon Clan cultivators reduced to charred corpses.

The Blue Demon Clan of Big Dipper has been officially declared extinct!