The Tribulation Immortal's Divine Might Subdues the Devil Master
Click--!
The stalemate lasted an instant!
Ming Jiutian's proud Quasi-Seven Tribulation Demon Shield was as brittle as a sheet of paper the moment it touched the Immortal Reincarnation Millstone, instantly bursting open with countless penetrating cracks from its center!
"No! This is impossible!!"
Ming Jiutian's pupils trembled violently, and he only had time to let out a roar of shock and rage.
Bang--!
The gray-white Reincarnation crushed the hundred-foot-tall demonic shield with overwhelming force, and its remaining momentum solidly imprinted itself on the chest of the thousand-foot-tall Primordial Devil Emperor Faxiang!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The thousand-foot-tall Demon Emperor's Faxiang, condensed from the Essence Blood of twenty-two Tribulation Immortals and the sacrifice of one hundred thousand vengeful souls, couldn't even hold on for a moment. It began to disintegrate and collapse inch by inch from its chest, exploding into a blackish-purple mushroom cloud that stretched for ten miles in mid-air!
Ming Jiutian, at the core of the Faxiang, was the first to be hit. His ribs were shattered, and his Nine Dragons Nether Emperor Robe exploded into countless strips of cloth. He spewed out blackish-purple demonic blood mixed with fragments of internal organs and transformed into a meteor as he plummeted straight down from the sky, crashing into the bottom of the ten-thousand-foot Blood Pool below, which was mostly dried up!
The earth shook violently, and a huge meteorite crater hundreds of feet deep was smashed into the bottom of the Blood Pool, with viscous black blood mixed with rubble shooting into the sky!
On the distant ruins of the Severed Dragon Sluice Gate, Zhong Cheng stared wide-eyed, forgetting even the excruciating pain in his chest.
That was Ming Jiutian, who had devoured Nangong Wudi and had one foot in the threshold of becoming Seven-Tribulation Ghost Emperor!
Brother Chen actually shattered the Faxiang with a single punch?!
High in the sky, Chen Changqing gave Ming Jiutian no chance to catch his breath.
The "Violence Formula" has a time limit for burning the power of the five Avatars, which brings the power of the Tribulation Immortal. He must completely eliminate this scourge before the effects of the medicine and the Secret Method wear off!
"The Human Emperor Heaven-Suppressing Seal, seal!"
Chen Changqing Treading the Void and pressed his left hand down into the hundred-foot-deep pit below!
Buzz--!
Nine immortal Purple Mansion palaces roared, and a crimson gold seal, ten thousand feet long and wide, Humanity’s Destiny and Pure Yang Golden Light, was formed out of thin air, directly transforming into an ancient divine mountain, completely sealing and suppressing the entire ten-thousand-foot Blood Pool from all sides!
At the bottom of the deep pit, Ming Jiutian, who had just struggled to get up, was enveloped by the supreme yang imperial might emanating from the Human Emperor's Seal. The Devil Qi flowing through his body from the Upper Realm immediately stagnated by 30%, and his legs went weak, almost causing him to kneel down again.
"Chen Changqing!! I am the fusion of a Demon Lord from the Upper Realm and Six-Tribulation Ghost Immortal, you can forget about killing me!!"
Ming Jiutian's hair was disheveled, and half of his demonic face was twisted to the extreme. He desperately activated the seven life-and-death Heavenly Tribulation halos behind his head, which consisted of six real and one illusory ones. The seven Tribulation Ring spun up and transformed into seven black hole vortexes that devoured everything, attempting to hold up the Human Emperor Heaven-Suppressing Seal above his head.
Just then, a figure with a bare upper body, surrounded by purple-gold immortal lightning, swooped down along the ten-thousand-foot Golden Light of the Human Emperor's Seal!
Chen Changqing gripped the Quasi-Houtian Spirit Treasure Immortal Execution Sword, tightly in his right hand. His vast Divine Sense, spanning fifty thousand miles, locked onto Ming Jiutian's aura. Facing the seven life-and- Life-and-Death Tribulation rings that crashed towards him, he wielded the sword with both hands and unleashed five consecutive strikes!
The Fifth Form of the Immortal Execution Sword Technique: Immortal Execution!
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
Five thick, grayish-white Chaos Sword Ray, each a thousand feet long and tearing through Nine Netherworlds heavens, connected end to end, weaving a chaotic sword net above the narrow pit that could destroy everything!
Clang--! Click!!
As the first Sword-Ray fell, the half-illusory, half-real seventh Tribulation Ring that Ming Jiutian had condensed using the Five Tribulations Origin was instantly shattered and dissipated into a sky full of black mist!
Then came the second, third, fourth, and fifth sword strikes!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The deafening sound of Principle shattering echoed throughout the bottom of the Blood Pool!
The six solid life-and-death Heavenly Tribulation halos behind Ming Jiutian's head, which he had painstakingly cultivated for tens of thousands of years and were indestructible, were shattered on the spot by Chen Changqing's combined cleaving and hacking of the "Immortal Execution Sword Technique" at the Tribulation Immortal level and the absolute sharpness of the Quasi-Houtian Spirit Treasure!
"Puff--!"
With his five natal Tribulation Rings shattered and his Dao foundation suffering a devastating backlash, Ming Jiutian spat out a blood arrow several meters high. The terrifying demonic power around him, which was at the level of a near-seventh tribulation, plummeted instantly, and he was directly knocked back to the barely surviving first tribulation level!
Before he could take a single step back, Chen Changqing had already passed through the rain of shattered Tribulation Rings and landed right in front of him!
Laugh--!
Chen Changqing bent four fingers of his left hand, and his index finger, which shimmered with the luster of purple jade, used the "Heavenly Emperor Finger" to directly pierce through Ming Jiutian's protective demonic energy. With a soft "Heaven-Stepping Emperor Finger," it pierced through Ming Jiutian's left shoulder blade, pinning down the remaining Life-and-Death Tribulation ring in his body!
Immediately afterwards, Chen Changqing raised his right foot, unleashing the overwhelming power of the seventh stage of the "Primordial Nine-Turn Body Refining Art," and kicked Ming Jiutian hard in the chest!
Boom--!
Ming Jiutian was sent flying backward, his back slamming heavily into the broken half of the white bone altar pillar in the center of the Blood Pool, shattering the ten-zhang-thick, ten-thousand-year-old white bone pillar into pieces!
Chen Changqing stepped forward and stomped down heavily with his right foot, directly pressing down on the center of Ming Jiutian's collapsed chest, crushing this Netherworld Palace who had ruled the Central Domain's demonic path for ten thousand years into the ruins and shattered bones!
Click!
Ming Jiutian's ribs were completely broken by this kick, and blackish-purple blood gushed from the corner of his mouth. His tattered Nine Dragons Nether Emperor Robe was soaked in mud and black blood, making him look worse than a stray dog.
Pure Yang Sword Qi raged and roared all around, completely sweeping away the remaining demonic mist.
Chen Changqing stood high above Ming Jiutian, the tip of his Immortal Execution Sword slowly pressing against the center of Ming Jiutian's brow, slicing through his skin and drawing a drop of black blood.
"A trace of the original demonic seal of the Demon Lord from the Upper Realm still remains in Xiaoqian's Sea of Consciousness. Hand over the method to completely remove the demonic seal, and I'll leave you with a complete corpse."
When Chen Changqing put Xiaoqian into the Heaven-Stepping Ring, he sensed that the wisp of the Demon Lord's main soul was extremely vicious. Although the main body was removed, a trace of the resurrected demonic seed was rooted in the deepest part of Xiaoqian's soul core. Forcibly erasing it with Pure Yang Immortal Essence could very likely damage Xiaoqian's essence.
Under his feet, Ming Jiutian gasped for breath, his chest wracked with excruciating pain and the despair of his destroyed foundation turning his half-human, half-demon eyes a terrifying blood red.
He was a dignified Six-Tribulation Ghost Immortal, having merged with the main soul of the Demon Lord of the Upper Realm. He should have achieved the great feat of becoming Ghost Emperor and reigning supreme over the Nine Netherworlds today!
However, a mere youth from the Yang Realm broke the great formation, severed five Tribulation Rings, and trampled him underfoot, demanding to know the method to save people!
"Remove the demonic seal? Haha... cough cough... haha!"
While coughing up blood, Ming Jiutian let out a hoarse, maniacal laugh.
He knew very well that whether he handed over the method or not, Chen Changqing would never let him go!
Since we're going to die anyway, let's drag this little beast from the Yang Realm down to the eighteenth level of hell with us!!
"Want to save that little bitch? Dream on!!"
A flash of extreme resentment and madness appeared in Ming Jiutian's eyes. Completely disregarding the Immortal Execution Sword pressed against his brow, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit off his own tongue, simultaneously detonating the wisp of the Upper Realm Demon Lord's main soul that had just merged into the depths of his Sea of Consciousness!
Boom--!
A massive, ancient black soul fire, filled with the aura of otherworldly destruction, instantly erupted from Ming Jiutian's seven orifices!
Chen Changqing's face darkened, and he suddenly exerted force with his feet, trying to shatter Ming Jiutian's head. However, Ming Jiutian had detonated was the original soul of the Demon Lord of the Upper Realm, and the speed of the explosion was extremely fast!
"Using my six-fold demonic body as fuel! And the soul of the Demon Lord of the Upper Realm as a catalyst! Gathering the resentment of ten thousand ghosts from the Dark Moon Imperial Mausoleum over ten thousand years, I will disrupt the Yellow Springs and plead with the Nether Bureau—!"
Ming Jiutian's entire body rapidly melted and withered in the black soul fire. His remaining Six-Tribulation Ghost Immortal lifespan burned away at this moment, and he let out a shrill Curse roar that shattered the 30,000-zhang Nine Nether Earth Vein!
Rumble--!
With Ming Jiutian's self-destruction and sacrifice, at the bottom of the entire ten-thousand-foot- Blood Pool, the ancient demon-suppressing altar, which had been Heaven-Stepping Immortal Emperor Steps and altered by the Netherworld Palace for countless years, had all its Array Patterns completely reversed at the same instant, turning into a strange and dazzling ghostly green!
Splash--!
An unbelievable scene has unfolded!
All the remaining viscous blood in the ten-thousand-foot-deep Blood Pool seemed to be drawn by some supreme law of heaven and earth, defying gravity and transforming into billions of blood-red water columns that flowed backward and soared into the Earth Vein fissure at the bottom of the Blood Pool!
Thump!
Splash--splash--!
The temperature of the entire Senluo Deathland plummeted to an ice point that could freeze even the soul in an instant!
A heavy, rusty sound, as if from the ancient and primordial era, the dragging of massive iron chains, slowly rose from the Earth Vein of the Nether River Blood Pool Underworld, the most core of the Nine Netherworlds Realm and a forbidden place that even Five Tribulations and sixth tribulation ancestors dared not easily touch!
Ming Jiutian, trampled under Chen Changqing's feet and reduced to a mere skull, had eerie green ghostly flames flowing from his seven orifices. His two skeletal ghostly hands gripped the soles of Chen Changqing's boots tightly, emitting a final, venomous laugh in his death throes.
"You little beast of the Yang Realm, you have dared to trespass into the Nine Netherworlds and disrupt the balance of Yin and Yang! Today, I, the Lord of this Palace, will use my Six Tribulations Divine Soul as a guide to summon the judges of the Underworld to cast you into the eighteenth level of Avici Hell, where you will never be reincarnated!"
"Summon the judge of the Underworld? You'll have to wait for him underground first!"
Chen Changqing looked at Ming Jiutian, who was laughing wildly at his feet, and suddenly twisted his wrist. Without hesitation, the Immortal Execution Sword, Quasi-Houtian Spirit Treasure, which was pressed against Ming Jiutian's brow, pierced down three inches, and then twisted clockwise!
Boom--!
The Pure Yang Sword Qi at the Tribulation Immortal level, mixed with the Chaos Principle, exploded violently inside Ming Jiutian's head!
"Well--!"
Ming Jiutian's final, sinister laugh abruptly ceased.
His head, now only half-full of flesh and blood, along with the remnant soul of the Six Tribulations burning inside, was annihilated into nothingness on the spot by the extremely powerful and yang Sword Qi, leaving not even a trace behind!
Snap!
The headless demon body, having lost its head and soul support, released its hands and collapsed limply onto the rubble of broken bones. The remaining black demonic fire on its surface quickly extinguished, leaving only a palace master's Storage Ring that shimmered with a dark purple light, and a fist-sized ball of pure demon lord's original memory that had been forcibly intercepted by the Pure Yang Sword Qi.