Boom!
After exchanging thirty moves in an instant, a tremendous roar revealed an expanse of void, tearing endless spatial fragments.
Suddenly, a Demon Shadow descended.
"Big brother, how did it go? Have you slain him in the void?" Demon Lord and the others gathered around to ask.
Demon Saint glanced at him and, without further explanation, took the demons and flew away, "We’re leaving!"
"Ah? Leaving?" Demon Lord was astonished.
Demon Pillar and other demons looked at each other in bewilderment; although they were perplexed, they did not protest.
"Big brother, why are we retreating so suddenly? If we lose our footing, we’ll surely be punished," Demon Lord actually felt reluctant in his heart, wanting to slay Yang Ji; he was also somewhat dissatisfied at the moment.
"Pfft..." Demon Saint tried to speak but suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his complexion instantly paling, showing a deathly gray on his face.
"Big brother, you’re hurt?" Demon Pillar and the others were horrified; their big brother was injured? They all knew his strength very well and found it hard to believe at this moment.
"The Way of Life and Death... He’s too strong, his power has already reached its peak, achieving the True Immortal Extreme Summit," said Demon Saint solemnly.
"Is he really that strong?" The demons were shocked, finding it hard to believe.
"Big brother, even if he has reached the True Immortal Extreme Summit, can’t the three of us still kill him together?" Demon Lord spoke in a deep voice.
"I’m afraid... we can’t kill him, and he might even counter-kill us," said Demon Saint gravely.
"What?" The crowd was greatly shocked; they were all at the peak of Demon Lord, and they were top-tier Demon Lords who had slain Dao Calamity. Three of them together killing one of their peers and still risk being counter-killed?
"He cultivates the Way of Life and Death. The techniques derived from the Way of Death are too fierce and extraordinary; death overcomes everything, and even my Demonic Light Judgement is hard to compete with. The Way of Life continues endlessly, heals all, immune to injury, making it difficult to harm him—he is virtually in an invincible position. There’s a sense of invincibility about him; he’s too indifferent. Looking at him, I have an illusion, a sense that I’m facing the Demon Consort. It feels like he has supreme methods, capable of easily killing someone of the same rank," said Demon Saint in a heavy tone. Read new chapters at freewebnovel
"What? An illusion of facing the Demon Consort? Able to easily kill someone of the same rank? How...how is that possible? The Demon Consort has the Magic Tree," said Demon Lord in disbelief, "Does Taichu World possess such a powerful character?"
"Strong, very strong. If I hadn’t run fast without caring about saving face, I’m afraid I would have already died above the Nine Heavens," said Demon Saint in a deep voice.
"Is this person the so-called variable?" exclaimed Demon Lord in surprise.
"Someone will deal with him. Let’s go, we’ll retreat for now and avoid the limelight," said Demon Saint with great speed and vast Divine Skills; without looking back, he took everyone and tore through the void, disappearing from sight.
To verify whether every "Demon Pillar" on top of the array’s base had the Demon Ancestor’s shadow, Yang Ji did not go after Demon Saint and the others.
Soon, he emerged with a furrowed brow, evidently aware of the answer.
On top of the array’s base, the Demon Pillar indeed had the brand of the Demon Ancestor’s shadow.
The Demon Ancestor, with methods reaching the heavens and supreme influence, was not someone Yang Ji dared to provoke.
He turned around and left.
While the Demon Pillar could not be destroyed, he could still slay the Heavenly Demons guarding each base.
He leaped forward, heading for the next array’s location.
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Yang Ji was extremely fast and disappeared into the sky in a blink.
Just as he was about to reach the next base, suddenly, Yang Ji’s gaze sharpened, the space in front of him rifted, demonic light surged, and three figures emerged.
Two of them he had seen before, even having had interactions.
They were Fu Wanggu and Xuan Haisheng.
As for the other, she was a seductively dressed woman in a red robe who let out a lascivious laugh, seemingly capable of seducing souls, and lightly opened her red lips to say, "My name is Mei Mo, are you the so-called variable?"
Xuan Haisheng, now also a World-Shaking Demon Lord, his robe billowing, eyes like whirlpools, deep and terrifying, coldly said, "Why waste words on him? Just slay him directly. A variable? All three of us have been empowered by forty-nine Demon Lords; let’s join hands. I want to see how big a wave this so-called variable can make."
"Is that so?" Hearing this, Yang Ji smiled indifferently and said, "Heavenly Demons are to be killed wherever they go, and since you’ve come to me, that couldn’t be better. Come at me, all of you!"
In the midst of speaking, Yang Ji’s head was suddenly enveloped by a stream of pure Qi. This Qi divided in two, each transforming into clones identical to him.
One clone’s head was crowned with purple Qi soaring to the sky, the other with Xuanhuang Qi depicting the primordial world.
Yang Ji displayed the Clone Technique, immediately overawing Fu Wanggu, Xuan Haisheng, and Mei Mo.
"Is this the legendary Clone Technique?" Mei Mo’s expression subtly changed.
The Clone Technique was too profound, capable of creating clones with combat power indistinguishable from the original body—truly formidable.
"Come on then!" Yang Ji’s momentum was like a rainbow, completely fearless.
Using the Clone Technique, each empowered with forty-nine Red Dust Immortals, he dominated the entire scene, and a chilling, tense atmosphere spread unconsciously.
"The Clone Technique has a time limit and is not invincible!" Fu Wanggu pointed out.
"Kill," Xuan Haisheng uttered lightly, and immediately attacked, and seeing this, Fu Wanggu and Mei Mo, no longer hesitating, joined the assault.
Yang Ji and his two clones charged towards Xuan Haisheng, Fu Wanggu, and Mei Mo, respectively.
"The Clone Technique is truly extraordinary indeed; the clones it creates have the same strength as the original," Mei Mo thought without hesitation, waving her hands, sending waves of strong, heady pink Demonic Qi flying from her palms, and she shouted, "Great Hand Seal of Demonic Desire!"