The Demon Who Ended the Demon King

At Liu Yue's summons, a massive lotus suddenly spread across the pit where the lake had been.

Divine Light streamed forth, dazzlingly brilliant.

Yet it still could not stop everyone's determination to seize the Inherited Beast.

From within the pit, Lin Shuguang leaped out with the Spring Autumn Cicada resting in his palm. Attacks from countless experts immediately surged toward him from all directions.

The air tore apart, and the earth thundered.

The destructive force created by tens of thousands of people was by no means something Lin Shuguang could withstand alone.

Let alone him—even if the Qin Family Ancestor appeared here, he could not claim to have a foolproof way to retreat unscathed!

Demon God Armor!

Netherflame!

Thunder!

Cold Hibernation!

At this moment, all of Lin Shuguang's powers awakened in full. If he relied only on the strength of the High-level Profound Connection Realm, it would be difficult for him to survive this overwhelming barrage of attacks.

Yet during this process, Liu Yue's secret art erupted with the value it was meant to possess, pouring boundless power into Lin Shuguang's body.

The fullness of this energy infusion reminded Lin Shuguang of the scene from long ago, when the two Martial Dao Wills in his sea of consciousness had joined forces to aid him.

Rolling power began to echo through his body.

Profound Connection Realm, Ninth Heaven!

Profound Connection Realm, Tenth Heaven!

Profound Connection Realm, Eleventh Heaven!

A cruel, icy killing intent boiled violently.

Lin Shuguang hurled the Spring Autumn Cicada high into the air.

In the next moment, a frigid Saber Light poured down with explosive force.

The entire canyon let out an earth-shaking roar. The ground split apart, countless ravines crisscrossed, and great swathes of earth rose into the air.

Lin Shuguang's saber slashed straight down.

**Swish, swish,