Calamity of the World-Ravaging Demon Tribulation

Luojia Mountain had been utterly destroyed, a landscape of devastation as far as the eye could see. Qing Ling's death had completely shattered the support holding Marquis of Knowing Fate's heart together. Overnight, he had fallen into demonhood, forever plunging into Asura.

The Grand Supreme Forbidden Sword appeared. Wherever the black rain of swords passed, heaven toppled and earth overturned, mountains crumbled and ground collapsed. Thousands upon thousands of the Innate army were slaughtered without exception, leaving no survivors.

Of the eight Supremes, five had died and three were gravely wounded. Above the void, the black-robed demon slowly descended, his expression cold and utterly devoid of ripples.

Whoosh!

Red Serpent swept out. The heads of two gravely wounded Supremes flew into the air, blood spraying forth in pillars. The man in black walked past as their headless bodies crashed to the ground.

The last Supreme, Emperor Yuan, was covered in grievous wounds, crimson blood spilling from his mouth. Watching the demonic figure approach, profound terror filled his eyes.

"Marquis of Knowing Fate, This Emperor..."

Before his words could finish, Red Serpent swept past. A flash of crimson light—blood sprayed, and life fell.

The emperor was unwilling to accept it. He had stepped into the ranks of Supremes, his grand ambitions only just beginning to unfold, yet they had come to an abrupt end overnight, turning into drifting clouds and shattered bubbles.

The black-robed figure continued onward without ever looking back. The chilling demonic aura around him struck terror into gods and ghosts alike.

Nine Lotus Mountain. The Red Chamber stood tall, a supreme great sect of Central Province. The black-robed man appeared and, with one sword, directly razed the great sect that had endured upon the mountain for thousands of years. Amid rumbling tremors, the sect perished, vanishing like smoke