The Heavenly Demon Rakshasa Great Formation! The Might of the Four Styles of World Opening!

Outside the Chaos.

Demon Lord Jidu was trapped in a siege. His expression shifted slightly as the Demonic Path Laws surged within him, flowing into the God-Slaying Spear and the Twelfth Grade Black Lotus of Destruction.

In an instant, Demon Lord Jidu's aura rose to another level. He casually swung the God-Slaying Spear and shattered the Space Cage, while his hollow chest slowly healed.

Only by burning his Demonic Path heart had he managed to recover his strength.

At that moment, venom filled Demon Lord Jidu's eyes. His aura grew ever darker and more sinister, and demonic qi so dense it reached its peak erupted from him like black lava.

"The War of Dao and Demon begins anew!"

"Before the true supreme of the Demonic Path, you are nothing but insignificant ants. You actually thought you could kill me with your Quasi-Saint cultivation? How pitiful—and laughable."

"What is the Demonic Path? Today, you'll see for yourselves!"

"Heavenly Demon Rakshasa Great Formation, rise!"

Demon Lord Jidu grew more and more deranged. The Kalpa Tribulation and Karmic Retribution clinging to him turned into a blood mist that swept through the surrounding space.

The Demonic Dao Principles manifested as countless chains, crossing the void and chaos to connect with the Western World. Mysterious chains of Demonic Path order intertwined, and demonic light shimmered across the land.

Atop Mount Sumeru, the Heavenly Demon Pagoda towered hundreds of millions of zhang high, greedily devouring all things under Heaven and refining them into Demonic Path power, answering the chains of Demonic Path order.

Suddenly, an unparalleled formation appeared out of nowhere, enveloping the entire Western World.

All the demonic qi converged upon the Heavenly Demon Pagoda before being projected beyond the Chaos.

Before the many mighty figures could realize what was happening, they were trapped inside the formation. They could only summon their respective spiritual treasures to protect their vital points and guard against Demon Lord Jidu's assassination attempts!

"He sacrificed Mount Sumeru's Earth Veins, consuming the Western World's last reserves to build the Heavenly Demon Rakshasa Great Formation and create a Demonic Path domain!"

"Within the domain, Demon Lord Jidu is like a fish in water, while we'll be mired in a quagmire. But even so, you're no match for me!"

"Fellow Daoists, lend me the power of the Immortal Dao to break the formation and defeat our enemy!"

Dong Wanggong stood atop the Chaos Qi Flow. With his keen intellect, he quickly saw through Demon Lord Jidu's methods and devised a way to break the formation.

One force could overcome ten thousand arts!

Since his own mana and origin weren't enough, he would borrow the power of all beings to contend with Demon Lord Jidu, using the Hongmeng Immortal Palace as his foundation to unite the power of the Immortal Dao!

Soon, the Quasi-Saint mighty figures flew to Dong Wanggong. They exchanged nods, then poured their mana into the Hongmeng Immortal Palace. Boundless waves of purple-gold energy surged out.

Within the Chaos Void, a faint, ethereal light appeared in the black demonic mist.

As everyone's mana gathered, Dong Wanggong clenched his fists. He felt the power within him awaken. His Chaos Demon God Body could bear the power of all beings without the slightest discomfort.

At the same time, Dijiang and Nuwa each used their divine abilities to hold off Demon Lord Jidu and buy Dong Wanggong time.

"Like an arm trying to stop a chariot!"

"Die!"

Demon Lord Jidu thrust his spear like a dragon, each move aimed to kill. He fought Dijiang and Nuwa with blood boiling, while all kinds of divine abilities filled the sky.

Yet even with Demon Ancestor Luohu's combat experience, he still couldn't break through the defenses of two Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortals, let alone kill the others.

After a long while.

Dong Wanggong looked at the radiant Hongmeng Immortal Palace and smiled faintly. The mana within him was now enough to rival Demon Lord Jidu.

"Immortal Emperor, you must destroy that demonic scourge!"

"Otherwise, all our efforts will have been in vain!"

Old Master Taiqing stepped forward and cupped his hands toward Dong Wanggong.

As the leader of the Mystic Gate, he knew that the Demon Sect was the Mystic Gate's sworn enemy. If Demon Lord Jidu wasn't killed, dealing with him next time would be even harder.

Dong Wanggong nodded resolutely.

Killing Demon Lord Jidu would bring him supreme merit. He would also gain insight into the Demonic Path, giving him a chance to comprehend the Demonic Dao Principles.

"Boundless Immortal Arts, Yin and Yang have their way, space is vast, power reigns supreme!"

"Four Styles of Power: Chaos Opens, World Creation, Slay Gods and Destroy Worlds, Dao Falls into Samsara!"

"Break all arts!"

Dong Wanggong held the Hongmeng Immortal Palace in one hand. His aura surged beyond the Quasi-Saint realm, reaching the level of a Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal, as he unleashed all his mana and laws.

In the next instant!

The Hongmeng Immortal Palace's purple-gold divine light illuminated the heavens and the cosmos. The Four Styles of Power appeared in the sky, transforming into four fierce attacks that struck directly at Demon Lord Jidu.

In an instant, the Heavenly Demon Rakshasa Great Formation shattered. Cracks appeared across space as Chaos Gale Wind and Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water ran rampant, and the laws of the dimensions vanished one after another.

"Impossible!"

"Heavenly Demon Pagoda, Twelfth Grade Black Lotus of Destruction, block for me!"

"God-Slaying Spear, kill!"

Demon Lord Jidu panicked. He had no power to resist Dong Wanggong's Four Styles of Power and could only place his spiritual treasures before him.

The Heavenly Demon Pagoda tore through space from Mount Sumeru, while the Twelfth Grade Black Lotus of Destruction blazed with Nine Nether Demonic Fire. Countless Demonic Path Forbidden spells protected Demon Lord Jidu.

Life and death hung in the balance!

"Absorb!"

Dong Wanggong spoke an Immortal Dao sigil. The gray Chaos Bead suddenly appeared and swallowed the Heavenly Demon Pagoda and the Twelfth Grade Black Lotus of Destruction.

If the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk hadn't been damaged and the Space Divine Staff hadn't been impossible to refine, Dong Wanggong would have already suppressed Demon Lord Jidu with the power of his supreme treasures.

Demon Lord Jidu's expression froze, and his Demonic Path power continued to circulate mechanically.

A crack appeared in his Dao heart. At that moment, the force he faced wasn't Dong Wanggong's alone, but the boundless might of the entire Primordial World.

A deafening boom echoed through the void.

The Four Styles of World Opening struck Demon Lord Jidu's body. Cracks suddenly appeared in the Heavenly Dao Fierce Evil Treasure, the God-Slaying Spear, and it flew from his grasp.

The Chaos Bead unleashed its devouring power and swallowed the God-Slaying Spear.

Blood poured down like a waterfall, suspended in space. Demon Lord Jidu's body split into several pieces, sealed by the rules of the Immortal Dao.

His primordial spirit was dim, and his True Spirit could no longer be seen.

Just moments ago, he had been a Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal with boundless demonic might. Now he was a lamb awaiting slaughter, suppressed by the Hongmeng Immortal Palace and utterly unable to resist.

The demonic qi dispersed, and the immortal light faded.

Dong Wanggong activated the Chaos Bead, collecting all the demonic blood, flesh, and Demonic Path origin within the space.

Only Demon Lord Jidu's primordial spirit and True Spirit remained, suspended within the Chaos Void and bound by countless seals formed from the rules of the Immortal Dao.

His life and death, in other words, rested on a single thought from Dong Wanggong.

"Damn you! You're the one who wasted ten thousand years of my senior and junior brother's efforts, turned the Western World into a Demon Realm, and turned countless living beings into vengeful spirits!"

"Junior brother, beat him up!"

Tears welled in Jieyin's eyes. He clenched his right hand into a fist and began pummeling Demon Lord Jidu's primordial spirit and True Spirit.

At his Quasi-Saint Peak, he couldn't kill Demon Lord Jidu, but at least he could vent his anger and feel a little better.

Seeing this, Dong Wanggong didn't stop him.

The others, including the Three Pure Ones, Zhen Yuanzi, and Ancestor Hong Yun, couldn't help but feel pity. Their regret wasn't for Zhunti and Jieyin, but for the Western World.

After what Demon Lord Jidu had done, the Western World would struggle to recover.

Across the entire Western land, Mount Sumeru and Spirit Mountain had once been holy sites for cultivation. But Mount Sumeru's Earth Veins had been destroyed, leaving only Spirit Mountain with abundant spiritual energy.

Across a boundless expanse of land, Spirit Mountain was the only place still rich in spiritual energy. It was a truly tragic sight.

"Demon Lord Jidu, do you submit?"

Only after Zhunti and Jieyin had finished venting did Dong Wanggong step forward. The fierce killing intent in his eyes refused to fade.

As a top-tier Innate Deity, he had never liked the remnants of the Chaos Demon Gods. And because he cultivated the Immortal Dao, he was all the more compassionate toward all things in the Primordial Wilderness.

Demon Lord Jidu had crossed a line. He could only be destroyed.

If he had followed Dao Ancestor Hongjun's example and preached the Demonic Path, that would have been fine.

After all, the Demonic Path was one of the Three Thousand Great Daos. If the Primordial Era Beings cultivated it, they could temper their Dao hearts and let a hundred schools of thought flourish!

But Demon Lord Jidu shouldn't have turned the Western World into a Demon Realm and refined billions of living beings into the Demon Race Army. That defied Heaven's will and violated the order of the Great Dao.

Even Zhunti and Jieyin, who sometimes guided living beings to the Dao, had never committed sins on the scale of Demon Lord Jidu.

"Heh heh heh... I don't fear death. I regret only that I failed to complete the task entrusted to me by the Demon Ancestor. My Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal cultivation is gone, and I'm doomed to fall into eternal ruin!"

"If you're going to act, then hurry up!"

Demon Lord Jidu gave a bleak laugh. Without his cultivation, he was nothing.

And after ruining Demon Ancestor Luohu's plans, even if Dong Wanggong spared him, the Demon Ancestor in the Chaos would make him wish he were dead.

There was no escape from death!

So Demon Lord Jidu accepted his fate.

Seeing this, Yin-Yang Divine Fire blazed in Dong Wanggong's right hand, transforming into countless fiery serpents that coiled around Demon Lord Jidu's primordial spirit and True Spirit.

In a moment, his consciousness would be destroyed.

"Stop!"

A sudden change occurred. A phantom appeared out of nowhere!

Who was it?