Xuan Yi Battles the Outer Realm Sky Demon (2)

"Roar!"

A roar, half-human, half-beast, came from Mo Yi.

At this moment, Mo Yi no longer resembled a human at all. Several huge horns had grown from his head, his face had become skull-like, his eyes emitted waves of red light, and magma-like liquid flowed over his body.

This was Mo Yi after unleashing the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Demon. Although his strength had greatly increased, reaching the realm of a Saint at the seventh heaven, it couldn't last. He could only maintain this form for three hours, after which he would fall into a state of weakness.

Seeing this, Xuan Yi also went all out.

"Eye of Heavenly Punishment, activate!"

Although the Eye of Heavenly Punishment no longer had the blessing of Heavenly Dao power, it was still the origin of lightning. Endless lightning surged from the Eye of Heavenly Punishment, slowly condensing onto the God-Slaying Spear.

The surrounding demonic energy and lightning amplified the aura of the God-Slaying Spear even further.

The soaring auras of the two men stirred up demonic winds in the surrounding space, and spatial rifts began to appear.

In a flash, Xuan Yi lightly tapped his foot, raised the God-Slaying Spear, and transformed into an afterimage, thrusting it towards Mo Yi.

Mo Yi retaliated in kind, the Demon Dragon Blade trembling incessantly as a fierce and terrifying aura erupted from it.

Almost simultaneously, their attacks collided, and a terrifying shockwave surged outwards once more.

The precarious demonic realm space could no longer withstand the impact of two cultivators above the mid-Saint stage; several cracks appeared.

"Wa'er! You go first, I'm fine!"

Seeing the cracks appear in the demonic realm space, Xuan Yi quickly called out to Nuwa to leave.

"No! Husband, I want to fight alongside you."

Nuwa, unwilling to leave Xuan Yi to face the enemy alone, remained in place.

"Wa'er! You're pregnant, don't worry. This demonic realm space won't affect me. Hurry and leave!"

Looking at Xuan Yi's retreating back as he fought, Nuwa fell into deep conflict.

"Husband, be careful!"

Considering the child in her womb and her own suppressed state, which prevented her from being of any help, Nuwa gritted her teeth and returned to the Primordial Chaos through the rift.

Seeing that Nuwa had left, Xuan Yi no longer had any worries.

After their collision, both men stumbled back several steps, facing each other from a distance.

Looking at Mo Yi, who was engulfed in demonic energy, Xuan Yi spoke, "This battle was truly exhilarating. I haven't encountered an opponent as strong as you since my birth."

"Exhilarating! Truly exhilarating!"

Mo Yi, on the other side, also looked at Xuan Yi and replied.

"I never expected to encounter an opponent like you in the Primordial Chaos."

"To fight me to a standstill even under the suppression of the demonic realm... If you are truly the Demon Lord's child, I am willing to follow you."

"If you are not, as long as you are willing to submit to the Demon Realm, I will definitely become sworn brothers with you!"

Rivals often develop a sense of mutual admiration, and this was precisely the state Xuan Yi and Mo Yi were in.

If not for their opposing stances, they would surely have sat down for a drink and a good chat.

"Hahaha! Good! Mo Yi, this Daoist remembers you."

"However, if you want to take me back to the Demon Realm, you'll have to see if you can defeat me first."

Xuan Yi shouted, the lightning surrounding him intensifying, and the God-Slaying Spear began to ravenously devour the surrounding demonic energy.

Finally, nourished by a large amount of demonic energy, the God-Slaying Spear recovered its Xiantian Supreme Treasure grade.

With a gentle flick, the cold glint at the tip of the God-Slaying Spear made one feel their blood freeze just by looking at it.

Their fighting spirit soared, and they continuously suppressed their auras. A new round of collision was imminent.

"Roar!"

Mo Yi roared and launched the first attack, the Demon Dragon Blade, carrying infinite destructive power, once again lunged at Xuan Yi.

Xuan Yi also roared, his spear thrusting out like a dragon. An afterimage of the God-Slaying Spear, formed from ten thousand feet of demonic energy, solidified and charged towards Mo Yi.

The two terrifying energies collided again. In an instant, fierce winds mixed with demonic energy howled within the demonic realm, and everything around was annihilated in the clash of energies.

Mo Yi's expression changed, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood, his aura immediately weakening.

Xuan Yi, on the other hand, retreated several steps, his face flushed. He managed to suppress the blood that was about to be vomited.

In this exchange, Mo Yi was slightly inferior and defeated, but he was not worried. The surrounding demonic energy would continuously heal his injuries.

"Hahaha! Apart from the Demon Lord, I have never admired anyone before. Today, you count as one."

Mo Yi, with blood all over his mouth, first laughed heartily, then looked at Xuan Yi calmly.

"Admit defeat! Come back to the Demon Realm with me. Although you won the last exchange, there is no spiritual energy from the Primordial Chaos within this demonic realm, while I can quickly recover through demonic energy. You are no longer able to fight!"

Xuan Yi, standing in mid-air, looked a little pale. He looked at the triumphant Mo Yi and said, "Actually, I should thank you! Weren't you always unsure if I was Luohu's child?"

"This Daoist will let you see now!"

A majestic surge of demonic energy shot towards the sky, and a vortex formed by the demonic energy enveloped Xuan Yi. Endless demonic energy, as if it had found its home, continuously poured into Xuan Yi's body.

Mo Yi, standing by, looked at the scene and wondered who the real demon was.

"Bang!"

The vortex formed by demonic energy exploded violently, and Xuan Yi's figure slowly reappeared.

The difference was that Xuan Yi's face now bore two black, lightning-shaped demonic markings, his eyes had turned an eerie purple, and his originally black long hair had become blood-red, swaying behind him without wind. Mysterious energy, a fusion of pure Daoist true energy and demonic energy, now surrounded him.

His cultivation had broken through two minor realms consecutively, reaching the peak of Mystic Immortal (equivalent to the ninth heaven of a Saint).

With his strength greatly increased, Xuan Yi once again turned his gaze to Mo Yi.

"Actually, I should thank you!"

"If you hadn't created this demonic domain, I wouldn't have been able to activate Grandfather Luohu's bloodline, let alone break through my cultivation."

At this moment, Mo Yi was completely dumbfounded. Seeing Xuan Yi's current state and the terrifying pressure he exuded, he knew he had no power to resist any longer.

"Are you really the Demon Lord's child?"

Even as he asked, Mo Yi's heart had already confirmed that Xuan Yi was indeed the Demon Lord's child.

"If Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Great Immortal Yang Mei didn't lie to me, then yes!"

"Mo Yi of the Demon Realm pays respects to the Young Lord!"

As soon as Xuan Yi finished speaking, Mo Yi fell to his knees with a thud.

"For my previous offense to the Young Lord, I am willing to atone with my death!"

Although the people of the Demon Realm were cunning, their loyalty was genuine. After confirming Xuan Yi's identity, Mo Yi channeled his magic power and struck towards the top of his own head.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Xuan Yi quickly stopped him and then said, "Don't talk about atoning with death at the drop of a hat. I didn't say I blamed you!"

"I'm still counting on you to deliver a message to Father Luohu!"

"Father Luohu probably doesn't know about my existence yet. Although I don't know how you came to the Primordial World, you can definitely return to the Demon Realm."

"This is a drop of my vital blood. Take it back to Luohu. He will surely be able to sense if we are blood relatives."

With that, Xuan Yi squeezed out a drop of vital blood and handed it to Mo Yi.

"Young Lord, rest assured, I will definitely deliver this drop of vital blood to Master!"