An enormous black dragon appeared. Its golden, slit-pupiled eyes and Futu Yijing's eyes shone with golden light amid the Demon Emperor's enveloping dark demonic aura.
Futu Yijing swept his spear sideways. With a dragon's roar, the black dragon soared into the air and swept aside the Demon Emperor's attack.
At that moment, Futu Yijing also noticed Mu Chen, who had taken hold of the Heavenly Emperor Sword at some point. Nine Nether, Lin Jing, and Xiao Xiao stood behind him.
He stood before the three women, gripping the Heavenly Emperor Sword with both hands. Golden light surged along its blade as he stubbornly held his ground in front of them.
Bang!
A torrent of demonic aura washed over him. The clothes on Mu Chen's upper body instantly turned to dust. The demonic aura swept past like incomparably sharp blades, leaving deep, bloody gashes across his body. Had the Heavenly Emperor Sword's sword light not protected him, that torrent would have reduced him to dust long ago.
Even so, his body trembled violently, clearly on the verge of collapse. Once it gave out, he would undoubtedly die.
Behind him, Xiao Xiao, Lin Jing, and Nine Nether watched the demonic aura tear Mu Chen's body full of wounds in an instant, and their beautiful faces changed dramatically.
"Mu Chen!"
Their voices were tinged with worry and urgency.
"Go!"
Mu Chen's eyes were bloodshot as he roared fiercely. At this point, he had no strength to spare. He could only urge the three women to retreat as quickly as possible while he held on for as long as he could.
At that moment, the Demon Emperor's attention shifted from Futu Yijing to Mu Chen.
"Heh, how touching. If you want to die first, then go ahead and die." The Demon Emperor watched the scene with a smile, then flicked a finger. Endless demonic aura immediately came howling over like signal smoke filling the sky, intent on obliterating Mu Chen completely.
Faced with that terrifying, surging demonic aura, even Mu Chen felt despair this time. An existence like this needed only to spare him another glance to reduce him to dust.
Having broken free, Futu Yijing naturally noticed what was happening.
"You really aren't making this favor easy! You brat, you'd better not die here!"
Tainted by the demonic aura, Mu Chen's eyelids gradually drooped. Just as his vision was about to go completely dark, a black dragon came hurtling over and shattered the Demon Emperor's attack.
"I'll keep the promise I made to your mother!" A cold voice came from in front of Mu Chen.
He forced his eyes open and saw a figure in black battle armor, wearing a golden crown, standing before him like a giant holding up the heavens and sheltering him behind his back.
The black dragon's enormous body coiled around them. Futu Yijing stood beside it, his golden, slit-pupiled eyes filled with majesty and mystery.
The Demon Emperor looked at Futu Yijing standing beside the black dragon, his eyes brimming with interest.
"Boy, you would certainly rank among the top five dazzling talents I've ever seen. How about following me?" the Demon Emperor asked with a smile.
"Absolutely not!" Futu Yijing answered with ironclad resolve.
"Even if I die fighting here today, I will never join your kind!"
"In that case, you can only die." The Demon Emperor raised his hand and struck with his palm, sending terrifying demonic aura howling toward Futu Yijing.
Futu Yijing was not the type to sit and await death. With his True Dragon Bloodline already activated, his physical strength approached that of a Heavenly Sovereign, and scales gradually appeared on the backs of his hands.
He took a step forward, and his figure appeared before the Demon Emperor.
Golden eyes met dark ones. Without the slightest hesitation, Futu Yijing thrust his spear fiercely. He circulated the Great Pagoda Art, and crystalline light coated the spear tip. The demonic aura around the Demon Emperor faintly showed signs of being sealed.
"Demon-Slaying Spear: Demon Slaying!" Demonic shadows flickered over the spear, and its sealing power weakened the demonic aura around the Demon Emperor somewhat.
Futu Yijing keenly noticed this. Spiritual energy erupted fiercely within him, veins bulged on his arms, and his True Dragon Bloodline boiled inside his body.
Slash!
The spear tip pierced the Demon Emperor's demonic aura, scored his cheek, and passed through his ear.
Futu Yijing opened his mouth and circulated his spiritual energy.
True Dragon Precious Technique: Dragon Roar Technique!
Roar!
A piercing dragon's roar echoed through the Heavenly Emperor Mausoleum. Even the Demon Emperor was briefly dazed, though he suffered no injury.
Then a vicious gleam flashed through the Demon Emperor's eyes.
That damned brat had actually wounded him!
The Demon Emperor raised his hand and sent Futu Yijing flying with a palm strike.
Futu Yijing spat out a mouthful of blood as he took the blow. Even with a body comparable in strength to a Heavenly Sovereign's, that strike was still painful to endure.
The Demon Emperor clearly had no intention of letting Futu Yijing go. With a single step, he appeared before him.
Staring at the Demon Emperor, Futu Yijing gritted his teeth. A Supreme Dharma Body thousands of zhang tall suddenly manifested.
This Supreme Dharma Body was crystalline from head to toe and radiated endless light. Wherever its light reached, even space became solid and indestructible.
Even the Demon Emperor's demonic aura could not obscure this Supreme Dharma Body's endless radiance.
The Endless Light Body punched toward the Demon Emperor, who threw a punch at the same time.
Boom!
The collision of light and darkness shattered space.
"That Supreme Dharma Body... what exactly is it?"
"That's the Endless Light Body, one of the five Primordial Dharma Bodies. It's the inherited Dharma Body of the Futu Ancient Clan, renowned as the strongest defense in the Great Thousand World," Xiao Xiao said.
Mu Chen gazed at the Endless Light Body, thinking that he had only just cultivated the Immortal Golden Body and still had a long road ahead before reaching the Eternal Undying Body.
Still, this encounter had allowed him to witness the tremendous power of the five Primordial Dharma Bodies, and his yearning for the Eternal Undying Body grew even stronger.
Just as Futu Yijing relied on the Endless Light Body's defenses to withstand the Demon Emperor's attacks, a rumbling suddenly seemed to resound between heaven and earth. Then boundless flames swept out as though from the void. Those flames were so domineering that words could not describe them. Even the terrifying demonic aura was swiftly burned away and vaporized beneath them.
Whoosh!
Something like a blazing meteor pierced through space and crashed down, forcing the Demon Emperor and the Endless Light Body apart.
Futu Yijing rose to his feet again. His battle armor had shattered, exposing the skin of his left shoulder. Apart from the blood that continued to seep out, there was also a gruesome blade scar stretching from his left shoulder down beneath the remaining armor.
That scar lined up with the scar on the left side of his jaw, making it clear that both had come from a single slash.
Even with his battle armor shattered, Futu Yijing remained upright and unyielding, fierce fighting spirit burning in his eyes.
"As expected of the Great Thousand Palace's Demon-Slayer King. Well done." A somewhat languid voice abruptly rang out between heaven and earth.
What had forcibly separated the Endless Light Body and the Demon Emperor just now was an enormous black ruler.
At the sight of that ruler, Futu Yijing knew that his fellow Earth native, who had likewise received a higher education, had arrived.
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