As the fusion was about to be completed, the black body seemed to break free from countless layers of dark shackles, like Primordial Demon God suddenly awakening from the deepest and most terrifying depths of the endless Dark Abyss.
It was surrounded by a twisted, dark purple mist, each wisp of which carried Evil Aura capable of corroding the soul. With a roar that shook the Nine Nether Hell and distorted time and space, it suddenly opened its eyes.
In an instant, two black beams of light, like black lightning bursting forth from the core of hell, from that endless Dark Furnace, tore through all obstacles at a speed exceeding the speed of light, piercing through layers of thick, inky darkness in the blink of an eye.
Wherever the beam of light passed, space seemed to be torn apart wildly by a pair of invisible, barbed demonic hands.
With a teeth-grinding, soul-crushing "crunch, crunch" sound, a series of shocking Black Cracks spread rapidly in a spiderweb pattern at an alarming speed.
These cracks are like evil passages leading to another dimension, from which shrill screams emanate, carrying a powerful force capable of corroding the soul, as if to utterly obliterate all will and hope in the world, plunging the entire world into eternal despair and darkness.
Under the frenzied onslaught of this Dark Power, the order of the entire world was like a dilapidated building teetering on the brink of collapse in a storm, every brick and stone shaking violently, as if it would crumble and plunge into an endless Dark Abyss at any moment.
At the edge of the crack, fragments of space peeled off like withered petals, disappearing into the darkness and leaving only fleeting glimpses of light and shadow.
Immediately afterwards, a black Energy Storm surged forth from the crack like a burst dam. The storm carried a chillingly Powerful Suction, mercilessly drawing everything in its path—from solid, age-old boulders to intangible, dreamlike forms of light and shadow—into endless darkness.
The surrounding air was frantically devoured, forming enormous vacuum vortexes.
The vortex spun rapidly, emitting a sharp, piercing whistle, as if countless wronged souls were trapped within, wailing in pain and despair. The sound echoed through the dark space, sending chills down one's spine. At the edge of the vortex, occasionally, glimmering fragments of remnant souls could be seen, struggling desperately as they were swallowed by the darkness, only to be mercilessly swept into the depths of the storm and vanish without a trace.
The storm was interspersed with countless black Ice Crystals, which cut through everything around them like sharp Ice Crystals. Wherever they went, the space was scratched with fine lines and emitted an eerie light.
At that very moment, the black body unleashed a deafening roar. This roar was as if a million Ancient Ferocious Beasts, slumbering through countless ages, had been awakened simultaneously by Dark Power, roaring in unison. The sound waves, like a surging black tide, swept outwards with overwhelming force. Wherever they reached...
The air was instantly compressed, producing a muffled yet deafening explosion, as if space itself was on the verge of shattering under the impact of this sound wave. The surrounding darkness violently trembled with this roar, forming black ripples.
Ripples, like boulders imbued with Dark Power, were thrown into the endless, dark lake, spreading rapidly in all directions. Darkness
Wherever the ripples reached, space seemed to be squeezed violently by an invisible hand, emitting a groan of unbearable strain, as if foretelling impending annihilation. This spatial distortion power was terrifying, even affecting the remaining mountains in the distance.
The mountains, once towering and piercing the clouds, witnessing countless changes over the years, were reduced to dust by this force. The dust that rose up was instantly swallowed up as soon as it appeared in the darkness, as if it had never existed, leaving only a deathly silence, as if this land had never had any life. The swallowed dust shimmered in the darkness for a moment before completely merging into it, as if it had never existed in this world.
Thus, the Demon Body fusion was complete. A world-destroying aura emanated from it, like a Dark Tsunami capable of swallowing the entire universe, instantly sweeping across the world. The gray clouds that Central Plains the sky rapidly dissipated under the pressure of this aura, as if blown away by an invisible Dark Gale. In its place...
Before them stretched a pure black sky, a sky that seemed to have subjugated the entire universe under the rule of darkness, completely obscuring the light of the stars, plunging everything into eternal darkness. On the ground...
The land, already Dark Corruption, twisted and deformed further under the Demon Body's oppressive power. Countless cracks spewed forth Black Flames, which, as if alive, frantically ignited everything around them, crackling and popping. The burning produced...
The black smoke emanating from the Demon Body mingled with the dark aura surrounding its form, growing increasingly dense and forming a suffocating Dark Mist. Within the mist...
In the shadows, countless distorted ghostly faces were faintly visible, emitting eerie laughter filled with malevolence and mockery, adding a chill to the sinister atmosphere. These ghosts...
The faces were sometimes clear, sometimes blurry, as if spying on Ren Xiaoyao in the darkness, trying to find a trace of fear in him. The ghostly faces stretched out illusory claws, making scratching motions, as if trying to drag Ren Xiaoyao into the abyss of darkness.
Ren Xiaoyao, under this overwhelming dark pressure, had his feet deeply embedded in the ground. The flying pebbles were instantly annihilated by the Dark Power before they could even take flight, as if they had never existed. His hair...
Flying wildly in the gale, every inch of his skin was corroded by the Dark Power, the stinging sensation like countless steel needles piercing his entire body. Yet his eyes remained unwavering, like the brightest star in the night sky, radiating an indomitable light that pierced the darkness and stared directly at the Demon Body. The long...
The sword trembled slightly, the runes on its blade shimmering faintly in the darkness, as if responding to their master's Unbending Will. These runes...
Like ancient life, struggling against the encroaching darkness, they exerted their last strength, serving as Ren Xiaoyao's beacon of hope against the darkness. Occasionally, a golden glint would flash between the runes, as if gathering the power for a counterattack. Ren Xiaoyao's...
A faint golden halo appeared on the skin's surface, attempting to resist the erosion of Dark Power, but the halo appeared very weak under the pressure of darkness and could dissipate at any moment.
Just then, the temperature around the battlefield plummeted, as if plunging from the blazing sun into an ice cellar. A biting wind howled.
The wind blew through the darkness, brushing past Ren Xiaoyao's ears, as if playing a mournful dirge for the impending decisive battle. This cold wind, carrying the aura of darkness, cut like a sharp blade across Ren Xiaoyao's face, leaving streaks of blood. The blood had barely seeped in when...
The blood was instantly absorbed by the Dark Power, as if it had never flowed at all, leaving only charred marks on Ren Xiaoyao's wounds. Meanwhile, in the distance...
In the sky, a crescent moon, Dark Corruption, cast a faint glow, as if mourning the world shrouded in darkness. Moonlight spilled across the sky...
On the ground, darkness swiftly engulfed everything, leaving only a faint, almost imperceptible silver glow, as if it were the last struggle of light in this Dark World, on the verge of being utterly extinguished. In the moonlight...
Under the moonlight, Ren Xiaoyao's figure appeared even more solitary and resolute. The moonlight tried to penetrate the darkness and illuminate Ren Xiaoyao's path, but the darkness, like thick ink, swallowed up the moonlight completely, leaving only a faint halo around Ren Xiaoyao that vanished in an instant.
Meanwhile, on this dark land, some Ancient Ruins corrupted by Dark Power began to tremble. Strange...
Light emanated from the ruins, these rays like dark ribbons, seemingly responding to the birth of the Demon Body. The ruins, long sealed away...
Long-dormant Dark Creatures were awakened, letting out low growls as they crawled out of the ruins and converged towards the Demon Body. These Dark Creatures varied in form; some were as gigantic as mountains, covered in sharp scales, each scale gleaming with a chilling light, as if capable of instantly piercing anything that approached; others were elusive, moving through the darkness like ghosts, leaving behind eerie afterimages wherever they went, making them impossible to pinpoint, as if they came from another dimension. Their appearance...
This cast an even heavier shadow of death over the already perilous battlefield, and a greater dark storm was slowly unfolding. The roars of Dark Creatures intertwined, forming a terrifying symphony that echoed across the dark earth. Within the horde of Dark Creatures...
Several agile black shadows rushed towards Ren Xiaoyao first. They bared their fangs and claws, spitting out black venom from their mouths. The venom left black streaks in the air.
The Demon Body slowly raised its enormous hand, which resembled a dark cloud that obscured a large portion of the sky, making the already dark world even more oppressive. A ball of black energy condensed in its palm, black lightning crackling and flashing across its surface. It looked down at Ren Xiaoyao.
A low, guttural laugh echoed, filled with disdain and mockery towards Ren Xiaoyao: " Ren Xiaoyao, before my boundless Dark Power, you are but an ant. Today is your end!" The voice seemed to emanate from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying endless malice, causing the surrounding darkness to surge and churn as if alive, seemingly cheering for the Demon Body's words. As the Demon Body spoke...
Its scales shimmered with an eerie light, seemingly displaying its power. The Demon Body's hand rotated slightly, and the lightning within the energy sphere grew increasingly violent, poised to unleash a fatal blow at any moment.
Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging blood and qi within his body, adjusting his spiritual energy, and attempting to find a glimmer of hope under this powerful dark pressure. He felt the longsword in his hand tremble more violently, as if this treasured sword, which had accompanied him for many years, was also yearning for a fierce battle; the trembling of the blade seemed to contain an impatient fighting spirit. Suddenly, he discovered the Demon Body...
A scale on his body shone slightly dimmed, seemingly a flaw left during the fusion process. Although this flaw was fleeting, Ren Xiaoyao, with the keen insight honed from years of teetering on the brink of death, precisely captured this detail, igniting a spark of hope within him. This glimmer of hope was like a beacon in the darkness, illuminating his path forward. Ren Xiaoyao secretly mobilized his spiritual energy...
He channeled his power, causing golden light to circulate within his body, preparing for the impending attack. He focused his mind, gathering his spiritual energy into his longsword, making the runes on the blade shine even brighter, as if responding to his determination.
Just as the Demon Body was about to launch a fatal attack, Ren Xiaoyao roared, and Golden Spiritual Energy instantly enveloped his entire body like a surging tide. The ground beneath his feet exploded under the impact of the spiritual energy, sending shards of stone flying. Each piece of stone was enveloped in Golden Spiritual Energy, like a golden meteor. Using this power, Ren Xiaoyao, like a golden meteor, rushed towards the Demon Body. He raised his longsword high, the runes on the blade shining brightly. Each rune seemed to come alive, radiating an ancient and Mysterious Power that countered the dark aura emanating from the Demon Body. As the runes shone, Ancient Incantations faintly emanated, as if awakening a dormant power. These sounds carried a sacred aura, forming a stark contrast with the Dark Power. As he charged towards the Demon Body, a layer of golden ripples spread around Ren Xiaoyao, as if resisting the erosion of the Dark Power. At the same time, he skillfully dodged several charging Dark Creatures Dark Creatures, forming a barrier of golden spiritual energy around them and blasting them away.
Seeing this, the Demon Body's eyes flashed with surprise, then it coldly snorted and swung its enormous hand towards Ren Xiaoyao. Wherever the hand passed, space was compressed and distorted, forming a powerful Black Airflow containing countless Dark Blades. These blades, like hungry beasts, bared their fangs and claws, attempting to devour Ren Xiaoyao. Ren Xiaoyao struggled forward within this current, his Golden Spiritual Energy constantly being eroded by the Dark Power, turning into specks of golden light that dissipated in the air. But he did not retreat, gritting his teeth and relying on his indomitable will, he continued to approach the Demon Body. With each step forward, he endured immense pressure, as if he were moving against a surging black torrent. Every breath was difficult, and the Dark Power permeating the air acted like sticky glue, hindering his movements. Ren Xiaoyao's clothes fluttered in the impact of the dark energy, but his face remained resolute, showing no sign of being intimidated by the Dark Power. Just as the Dark Blades were about to touch his body, Ren Xiaoyao swiftly swung his longsword, unleashing golden Sword Qi that shattered the Dark Blades one by one. The collision of Sword Qi and blades produced a crisp sound.
Just a few feet away from the Demon Body, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly swung his longsword. A golden Sword Qi tore through the darkness, slashing towards the Demon Body's weak spot with World-Ending Aura. Sensing the threat of this Sword Qi, the Demon Body roared angrily, its surrounding Dark Power instantly surging, forming a black shield to try and withstand the Sword Qi's attack. Strange runes surged on the shield's surface, flickering with dark red light, as if telling the secrets of darkness. They resonated with the Demon Body's Dark Power, forming an unbreakable defensive line. The moment the Sword Qi touched the shield, the surrounding space seemed to freeze, followed by a burst of intense light and energy fluctuations. The Sword Qi and the shield clashed, forming an Energy Vortex. Within the vortex, golden and black light intertwined and collided continuously, emitting deafening sounds.
Golden Sword Qi and Black Shield collided in mid-air, unleashing a Dazzling Light that instantly illuminated the entire dark space. A powerful energy surge emanated from the point of impact, spreading wildly outwards. The surrounding darkness distorted violently under the impact of this energy surge, forming numerous black vortexes. Roars echoed from these vortexes, as if countless unknown, terrifying creatures were struggling and roaring within them—sounds that sent chills down one's spine, as if the soul itself were about to be shattered by this power. Ren Xiaoyao was blasted away by this energy surge, arcing through the air before crashing heavily to the ground. The impact created a massive crater, sending dust billowing into the air. A crack appeared in the Demon Body's Black Shield from the Sword Qi energy's impact. Although the crack was quickly repaired by Dark Power, it undoubtedly made the Demon Body feel threatened by Ren Xiaoyao. The Demon Body body trembled slightly, its anger intensifying. It began to mobilize more Dark Power, preparing for an even more ferocious attack. The Dark Creatures around the Demon Body sensed its anger, their roars growing increasingly frenzied, as if cheering on the Demon Body's next attack.
The Demon Body roared furiously, its Dark Power surging wildly, gathering strength once more to launch an even more ferocious attack on Ren Xiaoyao. Its hands moved swiftly, forming a massive Black Energy Ball before it. The black lightning on the sphere's surface grew thicker, as if it were about to strike at any moment. These lightning bolts carried destructive power, ionizing the surrounding air and emitting a pungent odor. Ren Xiaoyao struggled to his feet, wiping the blood from his mouth, his gaze fixed resolutely on the Demon Body. His eyes held no fear, only a do-or-die determination. He knew this would be a life-or-death struggle; only by fighting with all his might could he break free from this darkness and save the world from being swallowed by it. The world. Just as he was secretly gathering his spiritual power, the awakened Dark Creatures around him multiplied, emitting a chorus of roars, seemingly cheering on the Demon Body, or perhaps waiting for Ren Xiaoyao to fall so they could devour his flesh. But Ren Xiaoyao remained unmoved, his heart filled with only one belief: even if it cost him his last ounce of strength, he would tear a hole for light, allowing hope to shine upon the world once more. Ren Xiaoyao looked around and saw that the Dark Creatures were gradually forming an encirclement; he knew he had to act quickly. At this moment, taking advantage of Ren Xiaoyao's injury, several Dark Creatures pounced on him from different directions. Ren Xiaoyao swiftly turned, wielding his sword to defend himself; golden sword light flashed in the darkness as he engaged the Dark Creatures in a fierce battle.
The Demon Body slammed the condensed Black Energy Ball towards Ren Xiaoyao. Wherever the sphere passed, a black streak was scorched through the space, and the surrounding air was instantly ignited, forming a massive Black Fire Wall. Eerie Black Flames danced within the wall, as if countless demons were dancing within it. These flames emitted suffocating heat waves, turning everything in their path to ashes. Seeing this, Ren Xiaoyao swiftly conjured a golden defensive barrier in front of him. The Black Energy Ball struck the barrier with a deafening roar, the powerful impact... Ren Xiaoyao was forced backward, his feet carving deep furrows in the ground. The defensive barrier teetered precariously under the impact of the Black Energy Ball, on the verge of collapse. Tiny cracks appeared on the barrier's surface, each one consuming Ren Xiaoyao's spiritual energy. Ren Xiaoyao gritted his teeth, continuously channeling his spiritual energy into the barrier, attempting to maintain its stability. The Energy Turbulence generated by the collision between the energy sphere and the barrier raged around like a pack of crazed beasts, whipping up rubble and dust from the ground into a chaotic cloud of mist.
Just as the defensive barrier was about to shatter, Ren Xiaoyao roared, his Golden Spiritual Energy surging wildly to reinforce it once more. Simultaneously, he searched for an opening in the Demon Body, preparing a counterattack. Seeing its attack fail, the Demon Body swung its enormous hand again, striking at Ren Xiaoyao. Ren Xiaoyao dodged the attack with Demon Body speed. During his evasion, he noticed the Demon Body's movements had slowed slightly due to the continuous attacks, and an idea immediately formed in his mind. While dodging, Ren Xiaoyao observed the Demon Body's attack patterns, trying to find the best opportunity to counterattack. He skillfully used the surrounding terrain, taking cover from boulders and ruins to avoid the Demon Body Demon Body's attacks while constantly searching for new weaknesses.
Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath, gathering all his spiritual power, forming an even more dazzling golden light on his longsword. This light, like the core of the sun, radiated intense heat and immense power. He roared and charged towards the Demon Body, his longsword like a golden lightning bolt, piercing towards the Demon Body's throat. Sensing this powerful threat, the Demon Body immediately conjured a black defensive layer at its throat. The Golden Long Sword collided with the black defensive layer, producing a deafening roar, and a powerful energy wave spread outwards once again. This time, both Ren Xiaoyao and the Demon Body were forced back by the energy wave.
Ren Xiaoyao knelt on one knee, panting heavily. Blood seeped from his wounds, and his golden spiritual energy became extremely weak. His clothes were tattered and corroded by Dark Power, revealing shocking wounds. Blood dripped from these wounds, forming pools on the ground. A shallow wound also appeared on the Demon Body's throat, from which Black Blood flowed continuously. Its body swayed a few times, seemingly about to collapse at any moment. The Demon Body's Black Blood emitted a foul stench, corroding the ground into black pits wherever it went. The surrounding Dark Creatures, smelling this odor, became even more frenzied, their roars growing louder. The Demon Body glared angrily at Ren Xiaoyao, its Dark Power surging once more, attempting a final attack. The dark aura around the Demon Body churned wildly, forming black vortexes that seemed poised to drag everything around into a dark abyss.
The Demon Body stared at Ren Xiaoyao, its eyes flashing with complex light—anger mixed with a hint of fear. It knew that although Ren Xiaoyao was severely injured, he still possessed formidable fighting power. Ren Xiaoyao, in turn, understood that he had reached his limit, and continuing the fight would only result in mutual destruction. At this moment, the surrounding Dark Creatures surged wildly, attempting to rush forward and attack Ren Xiaoyao, but were intimidated by the powerful aura emanating from the Demon Body and dared not approach easily. The Dark Creatures lingered in the distance, emitting low growls, as if awaiting the Demon Body's command. Just then, a gigantic Dark Creatures mustered its courage, Demon-Bane body's oppressive aura, and charged towards Ren...