Primordial Chaos Breaks the Realm and Storms the Devil Palace

Deep within the Southern Heaven Barrier lies the Tranquility Hall, its Glazed Ice shimmering with a warm glow under the Moonlight Essence. Ice Crystals wind chimes hanging from the eaves tinkle softly in the breeze, their clear, ethereal sounds permeating every inch of the hall. A faint spiritual mist hangs within, formed from Spirit Gathering Formation created by Profound Void True Human and Azure Mist Fairy Maiden using a hundred-year-old Spirit Resonance Wood and three thousand Dao Patterns patterns. Within the mist float specks of fluorescent light, like Mortal World stars, swirling and flowing along mysterious trajectories, continuously converging towards the jade bed in the center, nourishing the figure upon it.

Ren Xiaoyao sat cross-legged on the cold jade bed, his body surrounded by golden and azure Spiritual Qi that surged like the tides, sometimes solidifying into illusory Dragon Phoenix Phantom, sometimes dispersing like a thin mist enveloping his body. The Primordial Chaos Origin flowed slowly through his Origin Power, like the finest spring water, washing away the subtle cracks left from his fierce battle with the Netherworld Demon Ancestor of the Underworld—cracks that had once penetrated deep into his meridians and muscles, faintly tinged with Black Demonic Markings. Now, nourished by the power of the Origin, they were healing at a visible speed, the edges of the cracks glowing faintly, completely purifying the remaining Demonic Fiend Qi. The Spiritual Qi in his dantian was already overflowing, like a volcano about to erupt, showing signs of breaking through its shackles. His Immortal Dao aura became increasingly concentrated, even the air in the hall trembled slightly because of this aura, forming visible ripples that brushed against the jade ornaments in the hall, producing a soft hum.

"The hatred of being hunted down by the three Demon Ancestors, the overwhelming rage of the Demon Emperor... If I do not seize this opportunity to strengthen myself, when the Demon Realm's army presses in, although I can protect myself, I will find it difficult to protect the living beings of the Immortal Realm." Ren Xiaoyao slowly opened his eyes, a flash of golden-blue light disappearing in them, like two stars shining in the dark night. The moonlight outside the hall was reflected in his deep eyes, which also concealed a firm fighting spirit. "The Demon Emperor's Treasury is the source of the Demon Realm's ten-thousand-year foundation. It is said to contain Chaos-level treasures and ancient demonic arts manuals, as well as innate demonic essence that can help cultivators break through realms. If I can obtain it, it will not only help me step into the late stage of the Golden Immortal realm, but also give me control over the Demon Realm's trump card, increasing my chances of victory in the future war between immortals and demons!"

In a flash, his spiritual Spiritual Qi receded like a receding tide, and his figure transformed into a Golden-Azure Streamer, piercing the dome of the Tranquility Hall and shooting like an arrow into the depths of the sea of clouds. The clouds were torn apart, leaving a long trail that vanished in an instant. This time, he did not choose the conventional passage of the Profound Abyss Rift, which had long been heavily guarded by the Devil Race race. Instead, he activated the Primordial Chaos Origin within his body, condensing a tiny Chaos Current at his fingertips—a grayish-brown stream containing primordial power akin to the World Creation —and gently traced it across the void.

"Sizzle--"

The Space Barrier was torn apart like paper, emitting a piercing sound, revealing a deep Space Cracks. Inside, Chaos Current churned like boiling magma, and the dim outline of another world could be vaguely seen. This was a secret passage of the Demon Realm realm that he had gleaned from the remnant soul of the Netherworld Demon Ancestor. It originated from the High Antiquity Immortal-Demon Great Battle, opened by a traitorous Demon Realm realm power, and led directly to the Black Mist Swamp a hundred miles away from the Demon Emperor's Palace. Due to its secluded location and the presence of Space Turbulence, it had long been forgotten by the Demon Realm realm over countless ages. Ren Xiaoyao flashed into the rift, the Chaos Current brushing past him, but was blocked by the Primordial Chaos Spiritual Energy, unable to harm him in the slightest.

The moment he landed, the eerie atmosphere of the Black Mist Swamp assaulted his senses. A howling wind raged, like the wailing of countless wronged souls. The thick, inky black mist made visibility virtually zero, and the stench of decay mixed with the stench of blood assaulted his nostrils, making him nauseous. The mud beneath his feet was incredibly sticky, each step sinking him several feet deeper, leaving a gurgling sound as he pulled himself out. From the mud, ferocious Demonic Insects occasionally surged forth—they had bodies as thick as an adult's arm, covered in jet-black armor studded with sharp spikes, and serrated fangs on their heads. Their scarlet compound eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light, radiating a dense aura of malevolence. But when these Demonic Insects approached within three feet of Ren Xiaoyao, they were instantly scorched by the pure power emanating from the Primordial Chaos Spiritual Energy, hissing and dissipating into wisps of black smoke without leaving a trace.

"Breath Concealment Technique." Ren Xiaoyao uttered a low shout, his spiritual Spiritual Qi once again receding, his aura becoming as still and undisturbed as a stubborn rock in a swamp. Even his heartbeat was deliberately slowed, blending into the surrounding yin wind and the sound of silt. He used the Primordial Chaos Steps, his footwork infinitely mysterious, his figure moving like a ghost through the swamp and dense forest, his steps as light as if walking on clouds, completely unimpeded by the silt. Along the way, black vines entwined the withered trees and decaying branches, the vines covered in barbs and emitting a deadly poison. They corroded holes in the rocks they touched, yet they couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes, which withered and broke under the scouring of the Primordial Chaos Spiritual Energy.

The three patrols of Demon Soldiers they encountered along the way were all clad in Mysterious Iron Battle Armor, their Demonic Runes engraved with ferocious demonic Demonic Runes, from which flowed a faint demonic aura. They wielded blood-stained demonic blades, their auras fierce, each possessing the cultivation of Late Heavenly Immortal. The captain leading them had even reached the Early-stage Golden Immortal realm, a demonic bone token hanging from his waist, his eyes sharp as an eagle, constantly scanning the surrounding environment. Yet, before they could even detect Ren Xiaoyao's figure, a subtle Sword Qi flicked from his fingertips pierced their brows—the Sword Qi was condensed as silk, interwoven with gold and blue, silent and imperceptible, like air. The Demon Soldiers didn't even have time to utter a scream before silently collapsing into the mud, black demonic blood gushing out, quickly swallowed by the viscous mud, without even a sound of alarm. Ren Xiaoyao's figure flickered, sweeping past them without even pausing.

Half an hour later, the outline of the Peak of Ten Thousand Demons emerged under the dim sky, like a lurking ancient beast, exuding a suffocating pressure. This mountain peak soared into the clouds, piercing the dark sky of the Demon Realm. Its body was composed of pitch-black rock, covered with Bottomless Ravines. Dark red demonic blood flowed in these ravines, emitting a thick, bloody stench that nourished the Demonic Plants growing on the mountain. The leaves of these Demonic Plants were an eerie dark red, with edges as sharp as knives. At the summit, the Demon Emperor's Palace was entirely cast from ten-thousand-year-old black jade. The palace towered a thousand feet high, with intricate carvings on its upturned eaves. Engraved with hideous Demonic Runes, inlaid with countless Demonic Crystal the size of human heads, shimmering with an eerie green light, the palace was bathed in a sinister and terrifying light. A dark demonic mist, formed from the condensed souls of countless wronged beings, emanated from the mist, its mournful wails the lamentations of those whose souls had been forcibly extracted. The sorrowful voices sent chills down one's spine. Nine purple-gold demonic banners fluttered on the palace roof, embroidered with coiling Demon Dragon whose mouths spewed Black Flames. The pressure emanating from them was as heavy as a physical substance; even Golden Immortal would feel their mind tremble and find it difficult to breathe if they approached.

The Demon Emperor's Treasure Vault is hidden within the Nine Netherworlds Secret Realm beneath the Demon Emperor's Palace, protected by three layers of Demonic Runes arrays: the "Netherworld Locking Heaven Formation," the "Myriad Demons Soul Devouring Formation Array," and the "Chaos Maze Formation." The outer Netherworld Locking Heaven Formation uses the power of countless wronged souls as a guide, fused with the Demon Emperor's primordial Essence Blood; the wronged souls churn on the light screen, devouring anything that touches them. The middle layer, the Myriad Demons Soul Devouring Formation, can draw upon the demonic energy beneath the earth, transforming it into countless demonic shadows that devour the souls of intruders; even those with profound cultivation cannot escape being entangled by these shadows. The inner Chaos Maze Formation can distort space, causing people to lose their way and fall into an endless loop, never reaching the core of the treasury. Four Early-stage Golden Immortal Demon General guard the outer perimeter, each wielding a High-grade Demonic Artifact, forming a four-sided Guardian Formation, mutually supporting each other, making the defense virtually impregnable.

Ren Xiaoyao lurked in the shadows of the western cliff face of the Peak of Ten Thousand Demons, his body enveloped in a thin layer of Primordial Chaos Spiritual Energy that blended seamlessly with the aura of the rock, making him imperceptible even to the oppressive aura emanating from the Demon Emperor's Palace. His gaze pierced through the thick demonic mist, locking onto an inconspicuous Stone Gate behind the Demon Emperor's Palace —a Stone Gate that blended perfectly with the cliff face, intricately carved with Demonic Runes, impossible to detect without knowing its location. Above the Stone Gate, a black light curtain swirled, within which countless wronged souls struggled and howled—this was the Demon Realm's top-tier "Netherworld Locking Heaven Formation." Unless one possessed Demon Emperor's token or an equivalent level of Origin Power power, even a forced breach would trigger an alarm, summoning the Demon Emperor himself to reinforce the area.

"Old Ghost of the Netherworld, your value after death is far greater than when you were alive." Ren Xiaoyao sneered, taking out a fist-sized, jet-black Demonic Core from his Storage Ring. The Demonic Runes on the Demonic Core flowed like living things, radiating a rich aura of Late-stage Golden Immortal. It was none other than the natal Demonic Core of the Netherworld Demon Ancestor —after slaying Netherworld, he hadn't discarded this Demonic Core containing immense Demonic Essence energy, sealing it with his Primordial Chaos Origin. He hadn't expected it to come in handy today. With a flick of his finger, the Demonic Core transformed into a streak of black light, precisely striking the light barrier of the Netherworld Locking Heaven Formation. Simultaneously, he activated his Primordial Chaos Origin, sending a slender Golden-Azure Current following closely behind, flowing into the Demonic Core.

Two Origin Power clashed violently on the light screen—one demonic, one immortal; one yin, one yang. Originally incompatible, they achieved a brief balance under Ren Xiaoyao's masterful control. Like weights on either side of a scale, they counterbalanced and attracted each other. The light screen of the Netherworld Locking Heaven Formation rippled instantly, the originally solid black screen loosening, fine cracks spreading out, and a gap about ten feet wide quietly appeared. At the gap, black demonic mist and golden-blue Spiritual Qi intertwined, forming a temporary passage. The space at the edge of the passage was still slightly distorted, with small Space Turbulence flashing past from time to time.

"Now!" Ren Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed, and his figure moved like lightning, darting into the Secret Realm like an arrow released from a bow. His speed was so fast that he left only a faint afterimage. As he passed through the passage, his spiritual Spiritual Qi trembled slightly, keeping the demonic mist and turbulent currents that tried to approach out of his reach.

Who is it?!

The two Demon General at the entrance of the treasure vault were shocked by what they saw. They were clad in heavy black armor, their armor covered with bone spikes stained with dried blood. They wielded demonic blades over ten feet long, the blades wreathed in dense demonic energy, the edges still bearing traces of dried blood, radiating a chilling killing intent. Both were at the Early-stage Golden Immortal, and their reactions were extremely fast. Almost the instant Ren Xiaoyao entered, they simultaneously swung their blades. The demonic blades, accompanied by Sky-Rending Strike, possessed a jet-black blade aura, containing Devil Cultivation Method power that Devour Vitality, enough to cleave metal and stone, and kill even Early-stage Golden Immortal. The wind from the blades swept across the ground, leaving two deep trenches.

"You're courting death!" A cold glint flashed in Ren Xiaoyao's eyes, and the World-Breaking Sword was instantly drawn. Its golden-blue light surged, and Sword Qi over ten feet long, carrying the killing power of the Dual Emperor Fusion and the Purifying Power of the Primordial Chaos Origin, swept out like lightning slicing through the darkness. The two Demon General didn't even see the trajectory of the sword move before they were cut in half at the waist by the Sword Qi aura. Their bodies were split in two, and black demonic blood gushed out, splashing onto the ground with a "sizzling" corrosive sound, corroding small pits into the hard rock. Their souls had just left their bodies and hadn't even had a chance to escape when they were completely annihilated by the Primordial Chaos Purifying Power contained in the Sword Qi. Not even a trace of their souls remained; they only turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated into the air.

Passing through the entrance passage, the scene inside the treasure vault instantly came into view, stirring Ren Xiaoyao's heart and causing him to catch his breath. The entire treasure vault covered a thousand feet, with countless luminous Luminous Pearl embedded in the dome, each the size of a fist, emitting a soft white light that illuminated the vault as if it were daytime. Below the dome, crystal-clear Spirit Vein floated, flowing slowly like silver waterfalls, exuding a rich Spiritual Qi that refreshed the mind and spirit. Just one breath made him feel his meridians become much smoother.

To the left, rows of white jade bookshelves stood neatly arranged. Carved from Ten Thousand Year Warm Jade, the bookshelves exuded a faint, warm aura, neutralizing the chill of the treasure vault. Thousands of crystal-clear Jade Bottle were displayed on the Jade Bottle, each engraved with anti-counterfeiting Demonic Runes. The stoppers, made of thousand-year-old black wood, firmly locked in the energy within. Inside the Jade Bottle, some contained a viscous, paste-like millennia-old demonic marrow, a deep purple color, radiating a powerful Demonic Essence energy capable of instantly breaking through a Devil Cultivator bottleneck; others held Bone-Corroding Poisonous Liquid, emitting a highly poisonous aura... As black as ink, even a faint whiff of its scent could send shivers down one's spine; even Golden Immortal would suffer cuts and bruises if accidentally exposed. There was also the Nine-Turn Demonic Pill, capable of enhancing Devil Cultivation Method cultivation, its entire body a deep crimson, swirling with pill patterns, emitting an alluring fragrance; and the Profound Mysterious Iron Demonic Fluid, used to temper the body, a dark golden color with a metallic luster, capable of transforming ordinary metals into deadly weapons when poured into water. Besides these, there were also rare materials such as Thousand-Year Demonic Ginseng, Ten-Thousand-Year Snow Lotus, and Chaos Demonic Crystal —a dazzling array, countless in number, each item enough to drive cultivators mad.

To the right, dozens of demonic artifacts hang from a black stone wall forged from ancient black iron. The wall is engraved with grooves for holding these artifacts, from which a faint demonic aura flows, nourishing them. Among them, a jet-black spear stands out most prominently. Dragon-shaped demonic patterns coil around its shaft, with black lightning flashing intermittently within them. The spearhead gleams with a chilling, eerie green light, radiating an aura capable of locking onto the soul—this is the infamous innate demonic artifact of the demon realm, the "Soul-Locking Spear." Legend has it that this spear can lock onto a cultivator's soul, killing them instantly no matter where they flee. It was once used by ancient immortals... During the Demon War, it had slain several Golden Immortal powerhouses. Beside it was a jet-black shield called the "Demon-Suppressing Shield," engraved with countless demonic runes. It could defend against a full-force attack from a late-stage Golden Immortal, and even chaotic energy could not damage it in the slightest. There was also a curved demonic sword called the "Soul-Devouring Blade," its blade covered with strange runes. It could devour the essence of living beings to increase its power; the more people it killed, the stronger it became, and the deeper the color of its blade would grow. In addition, there were various demonic artifacts such as demonic bows, demonic armor, and demonic bracelets, all of which were of superior or even top-grade quality, exuding a chilling aura.

On the high platform in the center of the treasure vault lay three ancient jade slips and a Purple-Gold Treasure Box. The platform itself was carved from a single piece of Chaos Stone, intricate Primordial Chaos patterns engraved on it, emanating a faint Chaos Aura that could suppress the energy fluctuations of the treasures and prevent leakage. The three jade slips were jet black, crafted from High Antiquity demonic bones, and covered with Ancient Demonic Script. These Demonic Script flowed like living things, faintly emanating profound Devil Cultivation Method. Ren Xiaoyao, with just a glance, felt the terrifying power contained within, and even faint Demonic Roar howls echoed in his mind, attempting to erode his consciousness. The Purple-Gold Treasure Box exuded a rich Primordial Chaos- level energy aura. It was crafted from purple-gold mixed with Primordial Chaos earth, and carved with Dragon Phoenix Auspiciousness patterns. Faint Primordial Chaos energy flowed within the dragon and phoenix patterns, and faint sounds of dragons and phoenixes emanated from them, clearly indicating that it contained an extraordinary treasure.

"As expected of the Demon Emperor's Treasure Vault, with such a profound foundation, no wonder the Demon Realm can rival the Immortal Realm." Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement, and activated his Primordial Chaos Origin to protect his sea of consciousness. Without further hesitation, he waved his hand and summoned his Storage Ring —this Storage Ring was an Dual Emperor Inheritance, with a vast and boundless internal space, large enough to contain mountains. The ring was engraved with various Dao Patterns for gathering spirit, storing, and defending. A tremendous suction force erupted, and the Jade Bottle on the left and the Devil Artifact on the right were sucked into the Storage Ring like a tide. In just a moment, most of the treasures were collected. He did not let go of the floating Spirit Vein either. He activated his Primordial Chaos Origin and put the three thickest Spirit Vein into the Storage Ring. After entering the ring, the Spirit Vein took root beside the Spirit Pool inside the ring and continued to flow with spiritual Spiritual Qi, leaving only a few thin Spirit Vein to adorn the treasury.

As he reached out and touched the jade slip on the high platform, a massive Information Stream instantly flooded his mind, like a burst dam. Countless profound Devil Cultivation Method techniques swirled within him. The mysteries of the three Ancient Demonic Arts arts—<Myriad Demon Soul Devouring Art>, <Netherworld Body Refining Scripture>, and <Chaos Demonic Art>—were clearly revealed, each containing earth-shattering power. Among them, <Myriad Demon Soul Devouring Art> was the most bizarre, as it used the Soul Power to strengthen its own origin. It had a wondrous connection with his Primordial Chaos Origin, a connection that was both mutually restraining and complementary— the Primordial Chaos Origin was pure and clean, capable of purifying all evil, while <Myriad Demon Soul Devouring Art> could devour all energy. If it could be modified, its demonic nature removed, and infused with Immortal Dao principles, it might transform into a powerful Immortal Dao Divine Ability, capable of devouring energy without being devoured by its demonic nature.

"What a treasure!" Ren Xiaoyao was overjoyed. He stored all three jade slips into his Storage Ring, then reached out and grasped the Purple-Gold Treasure Box. The chest was icy cold to the touch, and the Primordial Chaos patterns on it seemed to come alive, emitting even stronger energy fluctuations. This caused his Primordial Chaos Origin to resonate involuntarily, and the Spiritual Qi in his dantian surged. Just as he put the Purple-Gold Treasure Box into his Storage Ring and turned to leave, the entire treasure vault suddenly trembled violently. Rocks fell from above, and huge cracks spread across the walls like a spider web. A terrifying pressure far surpassing that of the Netherworld Demon Ancestor descended like Mount Tai Crushing Down crashing down, almost causing his spiritual Spiritual Qi to stagnate. He even had difficulty breathing, and his meridians even felt a faint stinging pain, as if they were about to be crushed by this pressure.

"You brat! How dare you trespass into my imperial treasury and steal my treasures! Today I will make sure your soul is annihilated!"

The Demon Emperor's roar was like a thunderclap, shaking the entire Nine Netherworlds Secret Realm. Wherever the sound waves passed, Stone Powder fell, and the Jade Bottle that hadn't yet been collected shattered instantly, their treasures reduced to dust. Outside the palace, the Demon Emperor's purple-gold Demonic Robe robes fluttered in the wind as he strode through the air. His Demonic Might materialized into a massive black wave, sweeping across the entire Nine Netherworlds Secret Realm. Wherever it passed, space twisted and shattered, forming black vortexes that devoured everything around it. His deep black eyes were fixed on Ren Xiaoyao, the killing intent within them like Heaven-Burning Emperor Formation Flame Sect, almost... He wanted to incinerate him completely. Deep within his pupils, countless demonic shadows roared, radiating endless ferocity. A jet-black Scepter appeared in his hand, forged from Ancient Black Iron and engraved with countless Demonic Runes, each representing a Demonic Runes soul. At the top of the scepter was a black Demonic Pearl the size of a human head, exuding a terrifying aura that could devour everything—this was the Demon Realm Realm's supreme treasure, the "Demon Suppressing Staff," capable of suppressing all demons and devouring heaven and earth. This staff was the Demon Emperor's Natal Magic Treasure, accompanying him in his countless battles throughout the ages, slaying countless Immortal Dao powerhouses, and containing most of his Origin Power.

Ren Xiaoyao's expression hardened, but he showed no fear. World-Breaking Sword horizontally before him, its golden-blue light surging. His Primordial Chaos Origin circulated within him at full power, and the Immortal Dao aura around him clashed with the Demon Emperor's Demonic Might, producing a hissing sound and forming ripples of energy that shook away the falling rocks around them. "So what if you're the Demon Emperor? Your Demon Realm chased me without cause first. Taking some of your treasures today is merely interest! If you know what's good for you, get out of my way; otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless!"

"Interest?" The Demon Emperor laughed in fury, his laughter filled with disdain and killing intent, as chilling as ten thousand years of ice. "You, a mere junior who has just entered the Golden Immortal realm, dare to be insolent before me? That piece of trash from the Netherworld died at your hands only because he was careless and underestimated you. Do you really think that with your meager cultivation, you can contend with me? Prepare to die!"

Before the words were even finished, the Demon Emperor swung his Demon Suppressing Staff, unleashing a jet-black demonic light that shot forth like lightning. Wherever the light passed, space was completely swallowed, leaving a long black trail that emanated an aura of annihilation. This demonic light contained the Demon Emperor's Origin Power and was called the "World-Destroying Demonic Light," capable of instantly annihilating Mid-stage Golden Immortal. Even Late-stage Golden Immortal would need to exert all their strength to defend themselves.

Ren Xiaoyao dared not be negligent. He used the Primordial Chaos Steps, his figure transforming into a golden-blue afterimage within the Secret Realm, effortlessly dodging the demonic light's attack. The demonic light struck the stone wall behind him with a deafening boom, instantly blasting a Black Hole several meters wide into the wall. Within the Black Hole, Chaos Current surged, clearly connected to Space Turbulence. Countless tiny Space Fragments swirled and danced at the edge of the Black Hole, emanating an aura capable of cutting through everything.

"Hmph!" Ren Xiaoyao snorted coldly, using the momentum from his dodge to abruptly turn back, unleashing a hundred-zhang-long golden-blue sword Sword Qi with his World-Breaking Sword. The Sword Qi contained the killing power of the Dual Emperor Fusion and the Purifying Power of the Primordial Chaos Origin, resembling a giant golden-blue dragon, baring its fangs and claws, roaring as it hurtled towards the Demon Emperor's face. Wherever the Sword Qi passed, the surrounding demonic energy was instantly purified, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating. The space itself trembled slightly, accompanied by the faint sound of a dragon's roar.

The power of this sword strike was even greater than when he slew the Netherworld Demon Ancestor; even the Demon Emperor dared not underestimate it. He swung his Demon Suppressing Staff, and a thick black light screen instantly formed. On the light screen, countless demonic figures roared, exuding a sinister and terrifying aura, blocking his way. With a loud "bang," the golden-blue Sword Qi collided violently with the black light screen. The terrifying Energy Impact spread out like a tsunami, shattering the walls of the treasure vault. Countless fragments of treasures and Stone Powder flew everywhere. The Jade Bottle that could not be put away in time were instantly reduced to dust, and the suspended, delicate Spirit Vein were also shattered, their Spiritual Qi scattering in all directions.

"The Dual Emperor Fusion? The Primordial Chaos Origin?" A hint of surprise flashed in the Demon Emperor's eyes, followed by an intensification of killing intent. A dangerous light gleamed in his deep black eyes. "No wonder you were able to slay the Netherworld Primordial Lord. You actually obtained the Dual Emperor Inheritance and possess the Primordial Chaos Origin. With such talent, if you are allowed to grow, you will surely become a major threat to my Demon Realm in the future. Today, I will not allow you to live!"

His figure flashed, instantly disappearing from his original spot. Relying on the terrifying speed of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, he broke through spatial limitations and appeared a few feet away from Ren Xiaoyao in the next moment. The Demon Suppressing Staff, carrying the power to destroy the world, smashed down towards Ren Xiaoyao's head. The Devouring Power released by the Demonic Pearl at the top of the staff was like an invisible vortex, causing even the World-Breaking Sword in Ren Xiaoyao's hand to tremble slightly, as if it was about to be sucked into the Demonic Pearl. Even the Spiritual Qi in his body experienced a brief pause, and the circulation of his meridians became sluggish.

"Not good!" Ren Xiaoyao was startled and dared not be careless in the slightest. He gritted his teeth, gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, and poured all the Primordial Chaos Origin in his body into the sword. Golden and blue Dao Patterns intertwined and swirled like two dragons, circling and dancing on the sword, emitting a dazzling light, and forcefully blocked the heavy blow of the Demon Suppressing Staff.

"Snap!"

The deafening clang of metal clashing was deafening, Mars flying like falling meteors as they struck the ground with a crisp sound. Ren Xiaoyao felt an immense force, like a mountain, assail him. Veins bulged in his arms, muscles bulged, and bones creaked as if about to break. He was forced back, his feet leaving deep cracks in the Chaos Stone platform beneath his feet. Faint Chaos Aura emanated from the cracks, and a trickle of crimson blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His meridians churned, his blood and qi flowed in reverse, and even his Primordial Chaos Origin experienced subtle disruptions, its circulation slowing down slightly.