"Ants! Prepare to accept the fate of food!"
The Primordial Demon Ancestor sneered. Then he swung down his right hand, and a terrifying black sword a million zhang long tore through heaven and earth as it slashed down.
Qin Jun and the others felt as though the world had instantly been cleaved in two by the Primordial Demon Ancestor's black sword. Even their souls trembled.
"How dare you!"
Buddha flew into a rage. His body suddenly grew taller as tens of thousands of arms rose, intending to catch the strike.
Though Patriarch Bodhi said nothing, he did not wait for death either. With a sweep of his whisk, golden lotuses appeared out of thin air and blocked the black sword. Unfortunately, they could not stop it, not even slowing it down.
Boom—
Buddha's thousands of hands simultaneously grabbed the million-zhang black sword. Yet the sword's power was too immense; the ground beneath Buddha instantly collapsed, and he was forced into the earth.
Sun Wukong blew a breath toward Qin Jun and the others, sending them away. Then he turned and swung the Chaos Purple Gold Rod at it.
With a deafening clang, Sun Wukong was sent flying, utterly unable to resist.
The sword fell.
The earth was instantly split in half. Soil from both sides surged upward, while countless clouds of dust rose one after another and spread toward the ends of heaven and earth.
Qin Jun and the others found their vision engulfed by demonic qi, leaving them unable to see. Their ears were filled with thunderous roars, as though the Eight Desolations were collapsing. It was utterly terrifying.
"What kind of power is this?"
Ji Bubai's voice rang out beside him, plunging Qin Jun's heart to the bottom.
The Primordial Demon Ancestor...
The ancestor of the Ancient Demon