"Do some of you think that with the fighting so desperate in Qiong Prefecture and Anman Prefecture, I have no time to spare for anything else, and you can pull little tricks behind my back?"
Qing Chen's voice was not loud, yet it swept across everyone's heart like a cold wind.
Undisguised contempt curled his lips. "A mere two Nascent Soul True Lords? Do you think I... have never killed any?"
Boom-!!!
The instant his words fell, the whole world abruptly changed color!
An unimaginable, towering surge of killing intent, mingled with supremely pure demonic essence, erupted from Qing Chen like a volcano that had been suppressed for ten thousand years!
The previously clear sky abruptly darkened. Dense black clouds roiled and gathered, thick serpents of blood-red lightning darting wildly through them! Their flashes lit the faces of the more than ten thousand onlookers below a deathly white.
Behind Qing Chen, boundless demonic qi surged skyward, rapidly condensing into a terrifying Demon God Dharma Form over three hundred zhang tall, almost spanning heaven and earth!
The Dharma Form had three heads, their features indistinct, yet a closer look seemed to reveal countless suffering human figures struggling and sinking within them.
Its six enormous arms each held a gigantic demonic weapon condensed from pure demonic qi linked to the power of heaven and earth-the Demon Saber, Baleful Intent Sword, Giant Axe, Battle Yue, Locking Hook, and Rending Fork!
Every weapon radiated a terrifying Dao resonance that would extinguish all living beings. A mere glance made one's divine soul sting, nearly splitting it apart.
Beneath the Dharma Form's feet, an even larger black Lotus Platform slowly revolved. As its petals opened and closed, their depths resembled black holes, as though they could devour all vitality.
"Hiss-!"
"This... this is the Marquis's Demon