Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1418: 761: Double Demon Slaying

Lightning-sharp eyes swept across every direction, filling his heart with rising caution.

That earlier Void Realm Demon Elder appeared overhyped; he might have been dispatched merely as "cannon fodder" to probe defenses—the true threat probably remained concealed in the darkness, poised to launch a sudden assault.

Shortly afterward, Wu Yue settled into a cross-legged position atop the Corpse Dissection Bag, soaring back toward Demon Rising Island from a distant spot.

“Ah, nothing but a pack of useless foes showed up, unable to endure even a handful of exchanges. The slaughter left me far from sated!” Wu Yue approached in flight, flashing a wide grin while voicing his gripe.

“This outcome proves superior! Ideally, we finish the mission without hitches. I have no desire to confront the Cave Void Demon Emperor.”

Wu Yue's face stiffened upon hearing Zhao Sheng's words, at a loss for a reply.

Goodness!

Right from his mouth came the name of the Cave Void Demon Emperor, showing utter disregard for Demon Elders of equal standing. What brazen audacity!

Still, recalling the man's earlier display of savage might, Wu Yue vaguely sensed no boast in his claim, only solid assurance.

Wu Yue whispered inwardly to himself: “Where on earth did the Great Venerable dig up such a ferocious individual? I've never caught wind of him until now!”

While lost in these thoughts, Zhao Sheng abruptly lifted his head toward the heavens and bellowed, “It’s coming!”

“Huh, where exactly? I sense nothing at all.” Wu Yue reacted by glancing upward, surveying the skies and ground, his features subtly shifting.

The moment his words escaped, the celestial veil abruptly dimmed, with innumerable demonic silhouettes plummeting like a downpour, manifesting as enormous blankets of dark mist, surging relentlessly at the enormous prismatic Light Ball hovering above.

“Let me handle it!”

Wu Yue's gaze lit up, and he cried out abruptly, morphing into a beam of pale radiance that hurtled toward the lofty firmament; then, with a swift toss skyward, the Corpse Dissection Bag launched forth, expanding amid the gusts…

The opening of the bag widened swiftly, ballooning within a mere instant to span tens of thousands of feet, resembling a colossal Black Hole that swallowed all in its path.

Suddenly, immense beams of white radiance exploded from the bag's orifice, enveloping the majority of airborne demonic forms, after which the glow morphed into boundless pulling force, hauling myriad demonic shadows into the Corpse Dissection Bag akin to insects drawn to fire.

Right then, a cluster of Shadow materialized from nowhere directly before the prismatic Light Ball.

Zhao Sheng's pulse quickened, instinctively triggering Space-Time Teleportation to just manage blocking the Shadow's advance.

Ere he could deliver a blow, an unseen force struck his torso mysteriously, drawing a stifled grunt as his form hurtled rearward, slamming hard against the Light Ball's exterior.

Thunder Light flickered across his chest's front, the injury mending immediately, then slowly fading.

Zhao Sheng ascended skyward, eyeing the Shadow with guarded intent.

From the Shadow's depths stepped a robust, towering elder with flowing white locks, his gaze emitting dark gleams, a three-inch bone horn jutting from his brow, clad in Bone Armor melded to his flesh, radiating an intimidating presence that commanded reverence from all life.

This white-haired elder bore a vague resemblance to someone known, gripping an archaic, gleaming silver colossal axe that gleamed with blade aura, projecting a keen edge able to rend all things asunder.

Zhao Sheng's eyes darted repeatedly from the elder's visage to the massive axe, abruptly remembering a renowned personality.

Yet this figure had vanished ages ago; evidently, he had fallen prey to the Alien Demon's grasp!

“You are… Qiao Fengnian?” Zhao Sheng's thoughts whirled, testing the waters.

“Heh heh, Qiao Fengnian was consumed by me long ago, and you'll be the next to suffer the same fate!” The Jiu Luo Demon Elder's eyes sparked with malevolent dark rays, cackling maniacally.

With those words, he hoisted the enormous axe aloft with savage force, its silver glow bursting forth as a three-foot blade beam solidified along the edge.

A booming roar escaped him, and the huge axe hacked ahead abruptly, rending the void as a profound, ebony fissure erupted from the blade straight toward Zhao Sheng, aiming to bisect him entirely!

Though the sequence dragged in appearance, it unfolded with blinding speed!

Zhao Sheng made no attempt to sidestep or flee; lightning flared along his right limb. In a flash, a scarlet lance appeared before him. Its point erupted in dazzling crimson brilliance, with myriad lance phantoms merging into a unified thrust that impaled the oncoming axe edge.

“Boom!”

Endless shrill clashes of metal rang out in succession, red radiance and axe glow detonating amidst the air. The profuse spatial rifts that rained down on Zhao Sheng merely etched faint marks, vanishing almost immediately.

Enraged by the ruin of his Lifebound Magic Treasure and the thwarting of his strike, Jiu Luo Demon Elder bellowed in fury. Fierce Demonic Qi erupted from his being, while his bone armor sprouted innumerable pallid, spike-like protrusions.

“I underestimated you,” Jiu Luo Demon Elder snarled viciously, “but such an error won't repeat. Perish!” He hoisted the colossal axe overhead and swung it brutally onward.

At the same instant, the Demonic Qi amid the overhead dark clouds appeared irresistibly summoned, gathering into a ten-thousand-zhang behemoth axe that arced down upon Zhao Sheng.

This immense axe beam plunged from above bearing a horrifying presence as though rending sky from soil, accompanied by howling gales and peals of thunder. The ambient spiritual energy seethed wildly, and along its trajectory, the void fractured into myriad disordered fissures.

High

Zhao Sheng held his ground without budging, the damaged Red Dragon Spear in his grasp having vanished unnoticed, supplanted by twin fists crackling with thunder.

The enormous axe phantom fused with the true axe in a heartbeat, piercing the emptiness and on the verge of shredding his frame.

Zhao Sheng lifted his palms and struck with exact precision against one flank of the axe head, causing the massive weapon to veer aside and glide harmlessly by him.

Unmoved, without retreating a single step, he retaliated via a palm thrust. A titanic palm silhouette struck like a bolt upon the foe's torso.

Lightning blazed forth, promptly demolishing Jiu Luo Demon Elder's protective armor and hurling his body back.

The Demon Elder stood dazed, blood trickling from all seven facial apertures, profoundly astonished as his Demon Thought Domain yielded to a superior Magic Domain. After just two clashes, he swiftly found himself outmatched.

As a premier lieutenant beneath the Demon Emperor, Jiu Luo Demon Elder hadn't faced such a daunting adversary in close to a millennium. His rival's cultivation must have ascended to the pinnacle of the Returning to Void Realm.

“Heh, were you at Unification Realm power, my doom would be sealed! Regrettably, you're not, and you shan't fell this exalted one just yet!” Jiu Luo Demon Elder guffawed insanely, recalled the huge axe, and his demonic form dissolved rapidly into the void, concealing itself in unknown depths!

Concurrently, a sinister voice resounded across the firmament: “In less than three quarters of an hour, our Demon Emperor shall arrive. Your demise awaits then!”

“Hmph, craven sneak who dares not reveal himself, perish!” Zhao Sheng thundered, his build swelling anew, shifting in an eyeblink to a thirty-zhang lofty Golden Purple Giant God!

Now, overwhelming might coursed through him, his intent potent enough to sunder heavens and earth on a mere whim.

To his sight, the veils of space-time appeared brittle as parchment.

His invincible Divine Thought probed across myriad miles, encompassing even the shadowy void layer beyond the manifest world.

In that fleeting second, all lurking demons across those vast expanses stood utterly revealed.

“Found you!”

Zhao Sheng roared, the void exploding thunderously as his immense form dove into the waves. Instantly, waters over hundreds of miles vaporized, carving a colossal "void" hundreds of miles wide into the sea.

At the pit's base lay a profoundly sunken basin, its rims glowing fiery crimson while torrents of molten lava poured down like cascading falls.

The following instant saw a behemoth titan ascend from the depths, grasping a lump of tissue radiating demonic gleams, which lightning bolts promptly eradicated.

In the titan's passage, emptiness fractured behind him, rifts riddling the area as turbulent space-time flows surged out, battering him to no effect.

Though not wholly integrated after releasing his full potency, Zhao Sheng had eclipsed the might of Returning to Void.

He strode forth massively, bridging to the Dark Sky's profound reaches in a trice, and unleashed a fist toward a shadowed nook.

A deafening “Boom” resounded, scattering infinite obscurity with the blow, unleashing space-time floods that unveiled a broad, eerily quiet stellar void beyond.

At the stellar expanse's far edge loomed a gigantic azure world, none other than Dome Sea Star.