517: Demonic War

The firmament tore, and demon clouds surged.

The phantom of the Thousand Demons Hall grew more solid against the blood-red sky, its gates, piled high with countless skeletons, slowly creaking open with a grating sound, like the sinister laugh of an ancient giant demon.

The chilling Devilish Qi leaking from the gate's gap froze the space for ten thousand miles around, forming fine cracks.

"Get out! This Thousand Demons Hall was discovered by my Bone-Corroding Demonic Sect first!"

"You're spouting nonsense!"

Before the gates could fully open, the ancient Demon Domain had already transformed into a Shura field.

Hundreds of Demonic Path forces battled on the desolate plains, blood soaking every inch of the land.

An Old Demon unleashed his Natal Demonic Artifact, instantly draining the vital blood of living beings for a million miles; other powerhouses directly self-destructed their Dao souls, dragging their enemies to their demise.

"Boom—"

A blade light, spanning heaven and earth, struck down, severing three warring demonic sects at the waist.

The blood-red battle flag of White Yama Demon City flapped, and a million Blood Yama Guards formed a battle formation, crushing everything in their path, leaving no corpses behind.

"A bunch of ants."

Bai Yan stood on his war chariot, the demon suppression cauldron in his hand emitting a faint glow.

He coldly watched the Demon Cultivators fighting for entry slots, a cruel arc forming on his lips. These fools had no idea what the true Opportunity was.

Suddenly, the gates of the Thousand Demons Hall burst open!

"Roar—"

As if a million ancient demons roared simultaneously, the terrifying sound wave directly shattered the Demon Cultivators in the front row into a mist of blood.

Twelve blood-red light pillars shot out from within the hall, transforming into twelve Demonic Paths paved with skeletons.

"Hurry and charge!"

"The Legacy is mine!"

Countless Demon Cultivators surged forward frantically.

However, the first batch of Cultivators to step onto the Demonic Path suddenly let out mournful screams; their flesh was melting away, yet their skeletons eerily continued to run forward, eventually becoming new paving stones for the Demonic Path.

"Hmph, fools." On the Nine Nether Demon Palace's bronze warship, a Demon Scion wearing a ghost mask sneered, "The Thousand Demons Trial Path requires a secret technique to protect one's body..."

Before he finished speaking, his pupils constricted.

The army of White Yama Demon City, employing some profound footwork, passed through the Demonic Path unharmed.

Even more terrifying, the demon suppression cauldron in Bai Yan's hand was emitting a low hum, and ancient demonic patterns, identical to those of the Thousand Demons Hall, appeared on its body.

"Stop them!" The ghost-faced Demon Scion roared, "Old Demon Bai Yan knows the inside story!"

The great battle fully erupted.

The hidden old monsters from various factions appeared one after another; a ten-thousand-foot Bone Demon tore open the Void Realm, and a Blood Sea Old Ancestor commanded towering blood waves.

The space of the entire Demon Domain was shattered, and an occasional wisp of residual power would flatten distant mountain ranges.

Yet, in an unnoticed shadow, Xu Qing's Demonic Path Dao body watched this scene, gazing at the impending storm of blood and gore below, his expression unwavering.

In the third month of the Thousand Demons Hall's appearance, the entire ancient hall suddenly trembled violently, and countless blood-red demonic lights shot out from the cracks in the hall's body, dyeing the sky for hundreds of millions of miles a crimson red.

"Boom—"

Accompanied by an earth-shattering explosion, the Thousand Demons Hall collapsed with a crash.

The hall pillars, carved with ancient demonic patterns, broke inch by inch, and the demon-locking chains wrapped around the hall's surface all shattered.

Of the hundreds of millions of Demon Cultivators who had entered, not a single one escaped. Only a sky full of blood mist rose from the ruins, condensing into a hideous demonic face in the firmament.

"Whoosh!"

A blood-red figure shot out from the ruins. Bai Yan was covered in blood, tightly clutching the demon suppression cauldron, which trembled violently as if there was something alive inside.

His right arm had vanished, and the wound was entwined with strange black Qi, which even the Dao Lord Realm's recovery ability could not heal.

"My Lord! Your subordinate has found..."

Before he finished speaking, an unforeseen change occurred!

The sky was suddenly torn open by a rift spanning a million miles, and a giant claw entwined with Chaos Devilish Qi reached out.

Every line on that claw seemed to be a revolving galaxy, and its terrifying pressure caused mountain ranges for hundreds of millions of miles around to collapse simultaneously.

Bai Yan's pupils constricted; this was a supreme existence beyond an Immortal Monarch!

Just as the giant claw was about to close, ripples suddenly appeared in the Void Realm.

"How dare you!"

An indifferent voice resounded throughout the universe.

A figure enveloped in Chaos Devilish Qi appeared out of thin air, and with a casual flick of a finger, a black light burst forth from the fingertip, like a heavenly blade, shattering the sky-covering demonic claw in mid-air!

The aftermath swept through the eight wastes, causing the Half-Ancestors watching from afar to vomit blood.

The Demonic Path Dao body swept his sleeve, and Bai Yan was immediately taken into a Dao Realm.

"Who is Your Excellency?" On the Nine Nether Demon Palace's warship, a Purple-Haired Old Demon shouted angrily, "Are you trying to steal the Demon Race's supreme treasure from us?"

From all directions, seven old monsters appeared simultaneously.

There was a Corpse Demon Old Ancestor with bone wings on his back, a Rakshasa Empress treading on a blood-red lotus, and four ancient Devil Heads wrapped in chains awakened from their slumber.

The Qi of the entire Demon Domain was stirred, forming a terrifying Devilish Qi vortex.

A light laugh came from within the Chaos Devilish Qi: "Why should this venerable one explain his actions to ants?"

"Arrogant!" The Purple-Haired Old Demon let out a heaven-shaking roar, and the "Myriad Tribulation Demonic Sword" in his hand, entwined with hundreds of millions of Dao souls, suddenly unsheathed. Wherever the sword's edge passed, the Void Realm spontaneously disintegrated into primordial Devilish Qi.

Although this Old Ancestor of the Nine Nether Demon Palace did not use his Dao Ancestor Origin, every wisp of Sword Qi contained the terrifying power to destroy a great realm.

Xu Qing's Demonic Path Dao body indifferently raised a finger, and a Chaos demonic light, condensed to the extreme, shot through the sky.

"Clang—"

The sound of clashing metal resounded throughout the universe, and the impact point between the finger light and the sword's edge erupted with Dao Principle sparks bright enough to blind an Immortal Venerable.

The Purple-Haired Old Demon retreated ten thousand miles, his demonic sword wailing, and a faint crimson dot appeared between his brows. Although the injury was not severe, for a dignified Dao Ancestor to be wounded by this single finger was a disgrace!

"Let's truly contend in the Chaos Sea!"

The Corpse Demon Old Ancestor tore open the world barrier with his withered claw, and immediately, monstrous Devilish Qi surged out from the rift.

The seven Dao Ancestor-level existences tacitly fled into the Chaos Sea. Engaging in a full-scale battle in the Ancient Land of Dao would likely cause the collapse of the Great Dao before a victor could be decided.

Xu Qing's Demonic Path Dao body sneered, taking a step forward. Behind him, nine layers of demonic rings rotated, transforming all the Chaos Qi along the way into primordial demonic Origin.

In the Chaos Sea, this world-shaking battle fully erupted!

"Rise!" The Rakshasa Empress lightly raised her jade hand, and nine soul-capturing bells transformed into blood-red stars, each bell reflecting a purgatory world.

This was her famous ancestral art, "Rakshasa Soul-Suppressing Melody," which once caused Dao Ancestor powerhouses to fall into eternal oblivion.

The four ancient Demon Venerables simultaneously formed hand seals, and the phantom of the Burial Sky Demon Wheel solidified in the Chaos Sea, rotating to bring about the creation and destruction of three thousand demon kingdoms.

This was a projection of a certain supreme treasure of the Demon Race, a treasure that guarded the clan. Although it possessed less than one ten-thousandth of the power of the original, it was still enough to crush ordinary Dao Ancestors.

"Rumble—"

The Chaos Sea boiled!

The originally chaotic Chaos Qi was stirred by Dao Ancestor-level power, transforming into Devilish Path tides hundreds of millions of feet high.

When the Purple-Haired Old Demon's sword light struck, a long river of swordsmanship appeared in the tide; when the ancient corpse army summoned by the Corpse Demon Old Ancestor charged, a kingdom of the undead manifested in the chaotic waves.

This was a true manifestation of the Great Dao, with every ripple carrying an ultimate Demonic Path meaning.

Xu Qing's Demonic Path Dao body stood at the crest of the tide, and the nine layers of demonic rings suddenly left his body, transforming into nine ancient demonic steles in the Chaos Sea.

When the first stele appeared, the sea of blood rolled back thirty million miles!

When the second stele emerged, myriad demonic phantoms knelt and chanted scriptures!

When the third stele stood, Chaos was opened, and a demonic kingdom descended!

The seven Demon Race Dao Ancestors all changed color, feeling their own Great Dao being suppressed.

Those nine steles were clearly re-enacting the Origin of the Demonic Path, aiming to fundamentally dismantle their Dao foundations!

"Form the Seven Evil Slaughtering Dao Array!" The Purple-Haired Old Demon coughed up blood and roared, and the seven Dao Ancestors instantly took their positions in the Big Dipper formation.

Seven towering demonic pillars immediately rose in the Chaos Sea, each pillar entwined with Evil Qi capable of suppressing and killing Half-Ancestors.

The Demonic Path tide reached its Peak at this moment, and two completely different Demonic Path true meanings collided, causing ripples in the river of time in nearby worlds.

Ancient sleeping existences were awakened, and diviners observing heavenly secrets vomited blood and fainted.

Xu Qing's Demonic Path Dao body finally revealed a solemn expression. A bone blade entwined with Chaos Qi slowly slid from his sleeve. This was the Chaos Supreme Treasure he had exchanged for his Demonic Path Dao body—the "Chaos Demonic Blade."

"Today..."

"I shall use the blood of Dao Ancestors to consecrate the sharpening of my demonic weapon!"

In the depths of the Chaos Sea, a true battle of the Great Dao had just begun...