Above the Ruins, the Order Demon Emperor looked up at the Ten-Thousand Zhang Chaos Dharma Form, his gray-white pupils contracting slightly.
Mid Eighth-Revolution Immortal Emperor.
He had never thought much of that level of combat strength. Now it made him uneasy.
Not because the Dharma Form's pressure was overwhelming, but because of what the figures behind it represented.
The Void Crane's Spatial Talent, the myna bird's perception of spacetime, the worm's Devouring Power, and the Human Cultivators' Source Power had all been incorporated into the Dharma Form by Fang Chen.
That meant Fang Chen's battle array was no simple stacking of strength. It was true fusion. Every power worked to its fullest within the Dharma Form, complementing and amplifying the others.
"No wonder Blood Slaughter lost to him!"
The Order Demon Emperor spoke so softly it was almost a murmur to himself.
"But Blood Slaughter is Blood Slaughter, and I am me!"
He snapped his head up. A piercing, icy gleam burst from his gray-white pupils.
"Heavenly Devil Battle Formation, rise!"
His voice exploded over the Ruins like thunder.
The thirty Seventh-Turn True Devil Emperors still standing formed hand seals at once. Dark gold demonic qi surged from their bodies like thirty enraged dragons, wheeling through the void.
The wound at the Order Demon Emperor's severed arm split open, sending dark gold demon blood gushing out. He seemed not to notice.
His hands formed seals at blinding speed. Gray-white Order Law poured from his body and fused with the thirty dragon-like streams of demonic qi.
Boom!
A web of dark gold light spread across the void, covering the Ruins for tens of thousands of li around.
Countless tiny dark gold runes flickered across it like stars. Each held the suppressive force of Order Law.
The web turned slowly, growing brighter