Horror filled the Lizard Mountain Demon Emperor's slit pupils. It felt as if something had bitten into his soul, and the pain nearly made him lose his grip on the broken spear.
The Colorful-Wing Demon Emperor's Demonic Sword came slashing down from above.
Fang Chen clenched his left fist and drove it at the blade.
Clang!
Fist struck blade with a thunderous metallic crash. The chaos-colored fist ray clashed fiercely with the gray-white Sword Ray, throwing off blinding sparks. Cracks raced across the Colorful-Wing Demon Emperor's Demonic Sword, spreading from blade to hilt, until the entire sword shattered inch by inch beneath Fang Chen's fist.
The fragments scattered, turned into dark-gold motes of light, and were devoured by the Floating Immortal Sword.
The Colorful-Wing Demon Emperor screamed. The gray-white light on her three pairs of butterfly wings dimmed in an instant. She hurtled backward, blood gushing from her mouth.
Her bonded Demonic Artifact had shattered. Linked to it in mind and spirit, she suffered a grievous wound to her soul.
The other three Demonic Artifacts struck Fang Chen's Dharma Form, carving three deep wounds into its surface. Chaos-colored energy leaked from the wounds, and the Dharma Form's light flickered.
But Fang Chen did not care.
He had eyes only for the Bloodslaughter Demon Emperor.
He raised the Floating Immortal Greatsword overhead, condensing its eight-colored Chaos Sword Ray to the limit.
One Sword Returns to Ruin!
The sword fell.
A hazy gray Sword Light burst from its tip. It was only a few yards long, but wherever it passed, the void evaporated outright, leaving a trail of nothingness that breathed of finality.
The Bloodslaughter Demon Emperor's expression changed drastically. He could feel the terrifying force within that Sword Light: Return-to-Ruin Power, capable of erasing all existence.
With all his strength, he