Primeval Demonic Realm, Northern Polar Region, Green Pine Forest—Ning Chen made his move, his sword opening a road to hell.
Blood sprayed across the sky, staining Green Pine Forest red. A king fell, and his soul returned to heaven and earth.
The sudden change startled Little Gourd. He immediately flew onto Ning Chen's shoulder and hid himself.
Several breaths later, figures appeared one after another above Green Pine Forest. Kingly might spread out, sealing every path of retreat.
Within Green Pine Forest, Ning Chen walked forward alone. Blood dripped from the Ghost Sword in his hand, dyeing the snowy road along the way crimson.
"Kill!"
At the command, the Heavenly Demon kings swept in from every direction of Green Pine Forest, their killing intent laid bare.
As killing intent descended, Ning Chen's expression did not change. The Ghost Sword moved, stroke after stroke—simple and merciless.
Long spears shattered, battle halberds splintered. Wherever the Six Paths of Reincarnation went, nothing could withstand it.
Surrounded by demons, Ning Chen's steps did not halt in the slightest. Sword stroke after sword stroke, he forcibly carved a bloody path through them.
Heavenly Demon Ancestral Land. Demonic Emperor Kunyi watched the north, killing intent filling his eyes.
"I never expected that even you could not kill him."
"Thirteen's strength has already surpassed our expectations." Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor opened his eyes and said gravely.
"Before entering the Imperial Dao, he already possesses such combat power. He reminds me of Jiuyou in those days." Demonic Emperor Kunyi said solemnly.
"The only good news is that this child cannot maintain Imperial Dao-level combat power for long. His body is now heavily injured. If we surround and suppress him with a massive force, we will surely take his life." Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor said coldly.
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