Dijun and Taiyi's Shock, a Demon Sage Spills Blood!

"Bai Ze, investigate at once! What happened?!"

Furious, Dijun and Taiyi looked down at the Demon Sage Bai Ze below.

Among the Ten Great Demon Sages, Demon Sage Bai Ze wasn't among the strongest, but his status was the highest.

This was because—

Bai Ze's true form was a Primordial Divine Beast. His eyes were like the sun and moon, and he possessed the innate divine ability to comprehend all things. He was the Demon Race's strategist.

Mount Buzhou was shrouded in Pangu's Opening-Heaven Pressure, making it difficult even for divine sense to investigate. Yet Demon Sage Bai Ze could clearly perceive everything happening there.

"Your Majesty, Demon Sage Ji Meng has entered into a battle with a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal and seems to have fallen into a disadvantage!"

Divine light bloomed in Demon Sage Bai Ze's eyes, as though he could see everything taking place on Mount Buzhou. He frowned slightly before continuing, "However, that Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal seems to possess a treasure that muddles the heavenly secrets. Even I cannot see him clearly!"

"What? It isn't the Witch Race?"

Hearing this, Dijun and Taiyi instinctively froze.

But soon, astonishment appeared on both their faces. Looking at Demon Sage Bai Ze below, they repeatedly asked, "You're saying Demon Sage Ji Meng fought a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal and actually fell into a disadvantage?"

It wasn't just Dijun and Taiyi. The many Demon Sages below also wore shocked expressions.

Demon Sage Ji Meng had been a general of the Ancient Dragon Palace in ancient times. With Middle-Stage Quasi-Sage cultivation, he might not have ranked among the very strongest of the Ten Great Demon Sages, but he was certainly no weakling.

Yet now, he had fought a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal and fallen into a disadvantage. This was simply too unbelievable!

Moreover, that Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal even possessed a treasure capable of muddling the heavenly secrets, one that even Demon Sage Bai Ze couldn't see through!

"Hmph. Ji Meng must have merely been careless for the moment. Bai Ze, continue investigating!"

The expressions on Dijun and Taiyi's faces turned somewhat unsightly. For a mighty Demon Sage to fall into a disadvantage against a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal was simply too humiliating for the Demon Court.

Of course, since this Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal possessed a treasure that muddled the heavenly secrets, he might very well have been a hidden Quasi-Sage powerhouse. That was also entirely possible.

They instructed Demon Sage Bai Ze to keep close watch.

The Heavenly Court itself lay within a spatial interlayer at the summit of Mount Buzhou. With the Golden Crow Rainbow-Transformation Art, if Demon Sage Ji Meng truly encountered danger, they could arrive in an instant!

"Your Majesty, this is bad!!"

But at that very moment, Demon Sage Bai Ze seemed to see something. The expression on his face abruptly changed drastically.

Boom!

On Mount Buzhou, under the terrifying aftermath of the collision, mountains and rocks stretching for ten thousand miles were completely reduced to dust. Demon Sage Ji Meng's body was blasted flying, smashing heavily into a mountainside as blood spilled from his mouth.

Yet before he could even regain his senses, an indescribably terrifying purple edge tore through the endless space of the Primordial World. Within his suddenly constricted pupils, it slashed viciously down.

"What?!"

Sensing the terrifying slaughter intent contained within that purple edge, every hair on Demon Sage Ji Meng's body stood on end. Overwhelming terror and a dire sense of crisis surged into his heart. Almost instinctively, a small golden shield formed from countless golden scales appeared before him. This shield was called the Reverse-Scale Shield. After the Dragon-Han Cataclysm, he had gathered countless Dragon Clan reverse scales—the toughest of all dragon scales—and refined them into it. The most crucial scale at its core had even come from the fallen Ancestral Dragon. Though it wasn't an Innate Spiritual Treasure, its defensive power had already reached the limit of a High-Grade Innate Defensive Spiritual Treasure. The defense at its very core even came infinitely close to a Peak-Grade Innate Defensive Spiritual Treasure.

Crack!

The next instant, the incomparably murderous purple edge slammed into the Reverse-Scale Shield. A dull sound rang out, and before Demon Sage Ji Meng's disbelieving eyes, countless sturdy Dragon Clan reverse scales were sliced apart and shattered almost instantly. Even the Ancestral Dragon reverse scale at the core was cut with a fine crack, leaving Demon Sage Ji Meng horrified.

"This... how is this possible?!"

Demon Sage Ji Meng raised his head and looked at the ancient little ruler in Zhao Gongming's hand, profound shock filling his face.

In terms of sturdiness, the Ancestral Dragon's reverse scale had absolutely reached the level of a Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure. Even so, it had still been cut open!

"Could this be a slaughter... Slaughter Supreme Treasure? Hiss!"

As though he had thought of something, Demon Sage Ji Meng abruptly cried out in shock. When he looked at Zhao Gongming again, his expression had completely changed!

Across the entire Primordial World, Slaughter Supreme Treasures were likely countable on one's fingers. Even some Heavenly Dao Sages didn't possess a single Supreme Treasure.

Zhao Gongming before him was merely a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. It would have been one thing if he had a Peak-Grade Innate Defensive Spiritual Treasure, but who would've thought he also possessed a Slaughter Supreme Treasure?

Just what was this fellow's background? Could he be a Saint's direct disciple?

But Demon Sage Ji Meng quickly dismissed that guess. There was no other reason—even a Saint's direct disciple couldn't possibly be bestowed a Slaughter Supreme Treasure.

There were only so many Supreme Treasures in the Primordial World. Even the Heavenly Dao Sages didn't have enough to go around. No matter how much a Saint favored someone, there was absolutely no chance of bestowing a Supreme Treasure upon them!

In other words, Zhao Gongming before him was merely a Great Luo Rogue Cultivator wielding a Slaughter Supreme Treasure!

At this thought, light bloomed in Demon Sage Ji Meng's eyes once more. As he stared at the Slaughter Supreme Treasure in Zhao Gongming's hand, intense greed spilled from his gaze.

A Slaughter Supreme Treasure was indeed powerful, but a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal couldn't unleash its full might!

"Die!"

With an enraged roar, Demon Sage Ji Meng directly revealed his true Demon Sage form—a human head atop a dragon's body. It was as immense as an ancient divine mountain, covered in black mystical armor, its body wreathed in violent winds and torrential rain. At the same time, the suppressive force of his Quasi-Sage Dao Domain abruptly increased tenfold. Their true Demon Sage forms were their strongest state; whether casting divine abilities or wielding spiritual treasures, their strength would soar dramatically.

The next moment, facing the Hongmeng Heaven-Measuring Ruler as it slashed down once more, Demon Sage Ji Meng again brought out the Reverse-Scale Shield to block it.

Then, his enormous body took a single step forward, and he was suddenly already before Zhao Gongming. His colossal fist smashed apart the space of the Primordial World itself as it viciously crashed down toward Zhao Gongming.

"Go!"

Just as the fist was about to descend, Demon Sage Ji Meng unexpectedly brought out a strange-looking bell-shaped spiritual treasure.

As Zhao Gongming looked on in confusion, a crisp chime rang from the bell, followed by an unusual ripple. Under that ripple, Zhao Gongming discovered in astonishment that the mana within his body had been sealed, completely impossible to wield. Immediately afterward, Demon Sage Ji Meng's terrifying fist, powerful enough to smash ancient stars to pieces, broke through layer upon layer of shattered space and crashed down without obstruction.

Boom!

Caught off guard, even Zhao Gongming had no time to bring out a spiritual treasure before Demon Sage Ji Meng's fist struck him directly. Though the Demon Race's fleshly bodies didn't compare to those of the Witch Race, Demon Sage Ji Meng, as a general of the Ancient Dragon Palace, possessed a body no weaker than that of a peak Great Witch. As he threw that punch, the entire Mount Buzhou seemed to tremble slightly. Where Zhao Gongming had stood, a pit tens of thousands of zhang deep was blasted open. Earth, water, wind, and fire churned within it, while even space itself had been utterly smashed apart.