The Devil Lord Descends, Yang Jian Wanders Inside

The Demon Lord's figure blurred, and he instantly appeared in front of Yang Jian, unleashing a devastating punch.

The void shattered, and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword in Yang Jian's hand erupted with dazzling light, as an enormous bolt of lightning slammed towards the Demon Lord's fist.

Yang Jian threw a punch at the Demon Lord's fist, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword in his hand radiating boundless light, its Sword Qi crisscrossing.

"Boom!"

The two collided, and Yang Jian and the Demon Lord were each thrown back dozens of meters. Blood flowed down the Demon Lord's fist, but he didn't care. Instead, he became even more excited.

"Good!"

With a loud roar, the Demon Lord unleashed a terrifying Sha Qi. He formed hand Hand Seals and chanted incantations. The next second, a dazzling light burst forth from his body, and his entire form instantly swelled up, with streams of dark energy continuously surging into his body.

"Go to hell!"

A terrifying power erupted from the Demon Lord, and endless black mist swirled around his palms, as if black snakes were constantly devouring the demonic energy in his hands.

The Demon Lord suddenly opened his right hand, and a long spear instantly appeared in his hand. The spear emitted terrifying demonic energy, and the tip of the spear was even emitting dense demonic fire. A wave of destruction swept towards Yang Jian.

A terrifying aura emanated from Yang Jian, and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword in his hand instantly slashed down at the Demon Lord's spear.

"Clang!"

The two sword lights collided fiercely, producing a deafening sound, and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword in Yang Jian's hand shattered inch by inch.

"Not good!"

Yang Jian was shocked to see this. He hadn't expected the Devil Artifact in the Demon Lord's hand to be so terrifying. With just this one move, it could easily destroy his Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword. Such power was truly terrifying. Even in the entire Immortal Realm, there were only a handful of people who could use Devil Artifact.

Suddenly, the Demon Lord roared, his hands flailing wildly, and terrifying waves of energy erupted from his body, causing the entire space to tremble violently.

The Demon Lord waved his hands, drawing mysterious trajectories in the air. Wherever his hands touched, a black demonic aura appeared, frantically entering the Demon Lord's body. His body immediately swelled up, his skin turned dark green, and the spear in his hand turned blue.

"Kill!"

The Demon Lord roared to the sky, took a step forward, and his figure transformed into a streak of Black Light as he rushed towards Yang Jian.

"Good timing!"

Seeing this, Yang Jian also roared and transformed into a shooting star to meet the Demon Lord. He held his sword with both hands and slashed down.

The sword and the demonic spear collided violently, and Yang Jian was blasted away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Yang Jian crashed heavily to the ground, his face pale, clearly suffering a considerable injury, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Hahaha... Yang Jian, you're nothing special. Today, I'll take care of you."

Upon seeing this, the Demon Lord burst into wild laughter, his eyes filled with smugness, as if mocking Yang Jian.

"Hmph!" Yang Jian's face turned ugly. He snorted coldly and sprang up from the ground. His face was full of coldness, and his eyes flashed with icy murderous intent.

"Kill!"

Yang Jian roared, wielding the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword, and powerful Power of Principle surged from his body, instantly condensing on the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword.

"Boom!"

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword unleashed dazzling golden lightning, illuminating half the sky like a blazing sun.

A golden light shield appeared around Yang Jian's body, enveloping him as if he had stepped out of the golden light, exuding an aura of absolute dominance.

"Lord of the Nine Provinces! Your strength is indeed impressive. No wonder you dared to confront the Hall of Yama and even managed to get the Lord King Yama to personally come out of seclusion to deal with you. However, you are destined to die because you are no match for the King of Lord King Yama at all." The Demon Lord stared at Yang Jian and sneered, his eyes full of contempt, disdain and mockery.

"Heh, is that so? In that case, you can die here today."

A cold smile played on Yang Jian's lips, and he exuded an aura of domineering arrogance that seemed to look down upon the world, his aura rising steadily.

"You're courting death!" The Demon Lord roared in fury, unleashing a Heavenly Devil flames that instantly coalesced into a terrifying black wind blade, whistling down towards Yang Jian. The wind blade tore through space, seemingly intent on cleaving everything in its path.

"Hmph, even if I die, Laozi 'll drag you down with me."

A cold smile curled at the corner of Yang Jian's lips, and the golden pillar of light around his body suddenly expanded, instantly transforming into a dazzling golden sphere.

At this moment, Yang Jian unleashed the Second Nascent Soul within his golden core.

"Boom!"

The giant golden sphere crashed violently into the wind blade, exploding instantly. Golden smoke billowed in the air, blotting out the sun.

A terrifying force swept outwards in all directions in an instant. Some trees were blown about by the force, and the grass on the ground was blown up and torn to pieces by the force. Some of the grass was even torn to shreds. The terrifying scene was chilling.

"What? He actually refined Second Nascent Soul? How could this be? No, it's impossible!" The Demon Lord's expression changed drastically. He stared at Yang Jian in horror, his eyes filled with disbelief. He never expected that Yang Jian's cultivation had reached such a level, refining two Nascent Soul.

In an instant, Yang Jian felt a terrifying suction force pull him into a black hole-like space.

The next moment, Yang Jian felt as if he had entered another world. He looked up and was surprised to find himself at the top of a mountain.

This mountain peak is over a hundred meters high. The rock walls around the peak are covered with protruding caves, which hide all kinds of ferocious beasts. Some caves have a blazing flame burning inside, some are as black as ink, and some are completely dark.

"Roar!"

Almost immediately, Yang Jian heard a series of terrifying roars, and then saw ferocious and terrifying figures leap out of the cave.

"Oh no, retreat now!"

Yang Jian's pupils contracted, his eyes filled with horror.

"Buzz!"

The Three Thousand Thunder Punishment Divine Spear within Yang Jian's sea of consciousness trembled violently, and a powerful soul attack was instantly released from the spear tip, spreading directly in all directions.

In an instant, Yang Jian found that his vision was filled with enormous eyes.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian tensed up and immediately retrieved the Three Thousand Thunder Punishment Divine Spear back into his sea of consciousness.

"Roar!"

At this moment, the terrifying roars from all directions grew louder and louder, and ferocious beasts rushed out of the cave.