Demon-Slayer King

"Flame Demon Hand!"

The other two Flame Demon Clan commanders unleashed their attacks together. Black flames filling the sky converged into two enormous demonic palms that blotted out the sun and slammed toward Futu Yijing.

Futu Yijing's Supreme Dharma Body erupted with dazzling light once more.

"Light Wall!"

Even the enormous flaming demonic palms that blotted out the sky failed to break through the Endless Light Body's divine ability, Light Wall.

The Supreme Dharma Body with the strongest defense in the Great Thousand World was no joke.

With the Endless Light Body at his disposal, Futu Yijing had focused exclusively on offensive techniques. Through painstaking study, he had reached the very pinnacle of that path.

Invincible among those of the same cultivation level!

Futu Yijing circulated the Great Pagoda Art, and the Sacred Futu Pagoda appeared.

Crystalline light shot toward one of the Flame Demon Clan commanders, its vast sealing power far beyond his ability to resist.

The Sacred Futu Pagoda imprisoned him within, while Futu Yijing charged toward the other Flame Demon Clan commander.

Putting away his spear, Futu Yijing swung his fist, utterly unconcerned by the black flames blazing over his opponent.

"True Dragon Precious Technique: True Dragon Fist!"

He unleashed a punch, and an enormous dragon-shaped fist imprint slammed into the Flame Demon Clan commander. The commander's chest caved in instantly, and blood sprayed from his mouth. A few drops even landed on Futu Yijing's face, adding a touch of ferocity to his striking, valiant features.

Futu Yijing raised his fist again.

"Flame Demon Shield!"

The Flame Demon Clan commander hurriedly gripped the Black Flame Demon Pearl. Blazing black flames swept out and formed an enormous black fire shield, its surface engraved with a hideous skull.

At the sight, crystalline light instantly spread over Futu Yijing's fist.

His fist, radiating crystalline light, smashed viciously into the demon shield, and sealing power erupted at once.

The sealing power gradually dismantled the demon shield. Within a few breaths, the shield was pierced, and his fist slammed heavily into the Flame Demon Clan commander's chest once more.

Having already taken one punch, the Flame Demon Clan commander had his chest punched clean through by the second.

Immediately afterward, Futu Yijing drew his spear and hurled it toward the Flame Demon Clan commander beneath the pagoda. Its tip tore through the sky with a shrill rush of wind and pierced the commander's head.

Futu Yijing had slain three commanders at the complete Earthly Sovereign level in a very short time. All that remained was to mow down the rest.

Clearing out the Flame Demon Clan army took Futu Yijing little time. Across the entire battlefield, he was the only one left standing.

Then he took out his Demon Slaying Token, crushed the demonic souls, and poured them into it. Golden light burst from the token, and its originally pitch-black surface began to shimmer with flowing gold.

At the bottom of the token, the original title, High-Rank Demon Slaying Master, vanished. In its place appeared three golden characters, radiating an imposing aura.

Demon-Slayer King!

He briefly checked his Demon Slaying Points: ten thousand and fifty.

At that moment, in the very center of Saint Abyss City, a name appeared in second place on an ancient stone stele tens of thousands of feet tall.

On the stone stele, two purple-gold names gleamed beneath the sunlight, exuding an icy chill.

Demon-Slayer King, Qin Tian.

Directly beneath it was Demon-Slayer King, Futu Yijing.

Everyone in Saint Abyss City noticed the change in the Demon-Slaying Ranking. A second Demon-Slayer King had appeared!

At the Great Thousand Palace, the gray-robed old man behind the counter had been dozing, but now he abruptly raised his head. Brilliant light surged in his cloudy eyes as his gaze pierced through space toward the Demon-Slaying Stele.

The phenomenon caused by Futu Yijing's advancement to Demon-Slayer King did not end there. Golden light shone at the top of the Demon-Slaying Stele like a blazing golden sun.

The golden light enveloped all of Saint Abyss City, and countless Demon Slaying Masters sensed a faint, elusive pressure.

The golden light lasted for over ten minutes before finally fading.

Only upon seeing that name did the gray-robed old man recall the young man from the Futu Ancient Clan who had come here two hundred years ago to collect a Demon Slaying Token.

Everyone in Saint Abyss City was stunned senseless.

Most of the people here were Demon Slaying Masters, and becoming a Demon-Slayer King was practically the goal they spent their entire lives striving toward.

Now, the golden name in the second row of the Demon-Slaying Stele represented that very lifelong ambition.

"It's Futu Yijing!"

Seeing Futu Yijing's name, they felt some of their bewilderment ease.

After all, his name had held first place among the High-Rank Demon Slaying Masters for a hundred years already. Although the ranking did not display exact Demon Slaying Points, they could still tell whose total was higher.

And Futu Yijing's name had long been familiar to everyone.

He was not the young master of one of the three main branches, but the young master of the Futu Ancient Clan!

The fact that his surname was Futu spoke volumes.

The Demon Slaying Masters of the Great Thousand World ventured out in teams to hunt the Outer Realm Evil Clan on the Saint Abyss Continent. Yet he had never joined a team, instead hunting the Outer Realm Evil Clan single-handedly.

Apart from never having slain a Heavenly Demon Emperor, his legend already rivaled Qin Tian's.

And he was still an Earthly Sovereign, not a Heavenly Sovereign.

"Holy shit, how many Earthly Sovereigns has this guy killed?!"

The Demon-Slaying Ranking awarded fifty points for killing a lower Earthly Sovereign, one hundred for an Upper Earth Sovereign, and only two hundred for one at the complete Earthly Sovereign level.

A careful calculation showed that even if every kill had been at the complete Earthly Sovereign level, reaching ten thousand Demon Slaying Points would still require slaying fifty of them.

Even calling such a battle record illustrious hardly did it justice.

After this, tales of Futu Yijing's invincibility in the Earthly Sovereign Realm began to spread.

On the battlefield, Futu Yijing looked at the three characters spelling Demon-Slayer King and gently exhaled a stale breath.

I finally did it.

He had come to the Saint Abyss Continent two hundred years ago to begin hunting the Outer Realm Evil Clan, and his cultivation had risen from the lower Earthly Sovereign level to the complete Earthly Sovereign level.

He had originally come from Earth, the same homeland as the Flame Emperor of the Endless Fire Domain. As the top scorer in his province's college entrance examinations, he had enrolled at Imperial Capital University, ranked first in his major throughout all four years, and even received an offer from a Fortune Global 500 company in his senior year.

Just as he was about to reach the pinnacle of life and marry a beautiful, wealthy woman, he had been struck and killed by a car while saving a child, unexpectedly transmigrating into this world.

Perhaps as compensation, he had become the grandson of Futuo Xuan, the Grand Elder of the Futu Ancient Clan. He had also brought along a supreme cultivation art from another novel in his mind: the True Dragon Precious Technique, one of the Ten Vicious Beasts Precious Techniques.

He firmly believed in one thing: the truly strong had to be tempered in blood and fire. Thus, after breaking through to Earthly Sovereign in the Futu Ancient Clan, he had left them with a single declaration: "I'll return after becoming a Demon-Slayer King."

After leaving those words, he had departed the Futu Ancient Clan and come to the Saint Abyss Continent to become a Demon Slaying Master. He had chosen to temper himself here because Demon Slaying Points could be exchanged for Peerless Divine Abilities.

Although they were not among the Thirty-Six Peerless Divine Abilities, even ordinary divine abilities were difficult for the average Heavenly Sovereign to obtain. Here, however, he could exchange points for them.

Now Futu Yijing had become a Demon-Slayer King and fulfilled his declaration. It was time to return and take a look.