Clang...
Light blazed, and a thunderous crash rang out. The Qingtian Demon Saber shattered beneath the blow, while the Floating Immortal Sword struck the Qingtian Demon Emperor. His chest caved in, blood burst from his mouth, and he flew backward into the wall of the Blood Demon Cauldron.
After the Nine Layer Wave, the Sword Momentum on the Floating Immortal Sword had yet to fade. Fang Chen tried to seize the chance to spin again, but halfway through the turn, the Sword Momentum vanished.
"Argh..."
The Qingtian Demon Emperor's scream echoed through the Blood Demon Cauldron. His once jet-black hair had turned silver-white, and his formerly young, handsome face was now lined with wrinkles.
Fang Chen's sword strike had cost the Qingtian Demon Emperor more than a thousand years of Lifespan. At most, he had only a few hundred years left.
Fear gripped the Qingtian Demon Emperor. He knew that if Fang Chen struck him once more, he would die. Fang Chen's Swordsmanship was terrifying.
Fang Chen's heart leaped when he saw how much the Qingtian Demon Emperor had aged. The Twilight Power in his strike must have made the emperor's Lifespan drain away, leaving him like this.
What a shame. I've used up all the Twilight Power in my body!
Fang Chen thought this to himself.
Then something occurred to him, and his eyes lit up.
I'm such a fool! We're inside the Blood Demon Cauldron. Even if I have no Twilight Power left, I can still use Twilight of the Gods and spread the Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth across this entire space. The Qingtian Demon Emperor has nowhere to run!
Fang Chen smacked his forehead, then roared, "Twilight of the Gods!"
He immediately unleashed his Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth, expanding it until it covered