438: Use the fish's body as bait!

It did not reveal the slightest killing intent or energy fluctuation; its entire demonic body completely transformed into a "shadow trace" existing between reality and illusion.

Following the gaps between spatial rifts and turbulent energy flows, it instantly traversed thousands of miles at a speed that exceeded the perception limits of ordinary Demon Gods.

It appeared silently within a shadow in the Void Realm less than a hundred zhang behind Lu Jiuyuan!

A distance of a hundred zhang, for entities of this level, was equivalent to being face-to-face!

"Interspatial Shadow Stab · Soul Erosion!"

The Shadow-Killing Demon God silently chanted its innate Divine Ability in its heart, and from its "body" that had completely transformed into shadow, a shadow-stab as thin as an ox hair, pitch-black as ink, and leaking not a shred of brilliance or aura suddenly protruded!

This shadow-stab was not a physical entity, but the ultimate manifestation of the "Shadow Law" and "Curse Origin" that it had condensed throughout its life; it was specialized in breaking through Physical Body defenses and directly eroding the core of the Divine Soul!

The moment the shadow-stab appeared, not even space fluctuated, and light did not distort; it was as if it had always been there.

It was merely "growing" out at this moment, silently stabbing toward the back of Lu Jiuyuan's head!

Fast! Deceptive! Toxic!

This strike brought the essence of the word "sneak attack" to the extreme!

Let alone Lu Jiuyuan, who was heavily injured at this moment, even a Divine-Grade Peak in their prime would very likely be hit and die if they lacked special precautions!

"Senior, watch out!!!"

It was too fast, too fast to block, so fast that its appearance was the result.

That pitch-black shadow-stab pierced into the back of Lu Jiuyuan's head with incomparable precision! It pierced out from his forehead!

"I have won!"

"You have not!"

"My shadow-stab has already pierced your brain! In the end, you are too heavily injured, and your Invincible Vajra Physical Body has revealed a flaw!" the Shadow-Killing Demon God said slowly.

"What a pity, what a lament! A Human Race Prodigy, dying so carelessly!"

"Clang—!!!"

A clear, impassioned sword chime that seemed capable of severing space-time suddenly rang out across the world!

It was not Lu Jiuyuan who moved, nor was it the Guhong Sword.

Rather, centered on Lu Jiuyuan's body, within a radius of ten zhang, the Void Realm that originally appeared empty and was only filled with chaotic Devilish Qi suddenly lit up with billions of gray sword lights that were extremely fine yet brilliantly radiant!

These sword lights were not generated out of thin air; they seemed to have "existed" there all along, only previously hidden in the layers of space, the back of light, and even within the gaps of the Law!

At this moment, as Lu Jiuyuan moved his mind, they instantly shifted from "hidden" to "manifested," like a peerless sword domain that had long been prepared for all intruders!

"Internal Scene Manifestation · Interspatial Sword Prison!"

That pitch-black shadow-stab aimed at the back of Lu Jiuyuan's head bore the brunt of it!

The moment the billions of gray sword lights manifested, it was like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun, unable to hold out for even a ten-thousandth of an instant,

before silently melting, decomposing, and turning into the most fundamental shadow particles, only to be greedily devoured and annihilated by those sword lights!

"No—!!!"

The main body of the Shadow-Killing Demon Venerable, hidden in the shadows of the Void Realm, let out a Soul-piercing shriek so shrill it was distorted!

It felt a fatal threat.

It wanted to escape, wanted to merge back into the shadows, wanted to flee into the spatial turbulence...

But it was too late.

The "Interspatial Sword Prison" composed of billions of gray sword lights had already locked down all spatial dimensions, Law changes, and energy flows within this ten-zhang radius the moment it manifested!

The Shadow-Killing Demon Venerable's proud concealment Divine Ability, which was sufficient to deceive the perception of ordinary Great Emperors, appeared ridiculous and fragile in front of this "Sword Prison," which was evolved from the power of 129,600 Internal Scene worlds and specifically countered all falsehood and concealment.

Its demonic body was forcibly "nailed" out of its shadow state by countless sword lights, revealing a bizarre form that was pitch-black all over, shaped like a thin, elongated ghost, and lacking a fixed face.

"Chii chii chii chii—!!!"

A dense, piercing sound like rain hitting banana leaves, yet incomparably sharp, rang out!

Under the barrage of billions of world Sword Qi, the Shadow-Killing Demon Venerable's demonic body was instantly pierced countless times, like a tattered sieve!

Each sword light carried pure world power and Nirvana True Flame, not only tearing apart its demonic body but also burning its demonic Soul and purifying its Origin!

The Guhong Sword had been prepared for a long time; it let out a joyful chime, and with a sweep of its sword light, it swallowed this "provision" which was greatly beneficial to the spirituality of the sword, causing the brilliance of its blade to brighten by an imperceptible fraction.

From the moment the Shadow-Killing Demon Venerable launched its sneak attack to the moment it was counter-killed and completely annihilated by the "Interspatial Sword Prison," the entire process took no more than a tenth of a breath!

It was so fast that one's mind could not keep up!

Only after the Shadow-Killing Demon Venerable completely disappeared did the gray "Interspatial Sword Prison" sword lights slowly retract and dissipate, returning to concealment as if they had never appeared.

Lu Jiuyuan remained kneeling on one knee, supporting his body with his sword; his face grew paler, his aura was chaotic, his head had been pierced, and black Qi was steaming from his body.

"Wah."

Lu Jiuyuan spat out a pool of dark red stagnant blood, which was quickly burned dry by flames; his body swayed, and it seemed he could barely maintain his kneeling posture, forcing him to put more weight on the Guhong Sword.

"Cough, cough... I am merely heavily injured, not dead!"

"A mere bug that hides its head and shows its tail wants to take advantage of me?"

"Lu Jiuyuan, my fine head is right here; who will come to take it? Hahaha... cough... cough..."

Lu Jiuyuan's arrogant yet weak laughter echoed across the scorched earth, mixed with violent coughing, yet it carried a heart-palpitating madness.

With his head pierced, his aura chaotic like a candle in the wind, and black Qi steaming from his body, to anyone looking, he appeared to be at the end of his tether, a sign of being completely exhausted.

However, the instantaneous annihilation of the Shadow-Killing Demon Venerable and the "Interspatial Sword Prison" that appeared and disappeared so bizarrely acted like a basin of ice water, extinguishing the fervent impulse that had just risen in the hearts of all the Demon Race powerhouses to personally pluck the fruit of victory.

The remaining nine Heavenly Demon Gods, separated by a great distance, clashed their Divine Thoughts fiercely.

"A madman! He is absolutely a madman! To dare to provoke us like this even when heavily injured!"

"But that sword domain... it instantly wiped out Shadow-Killing! Shadow-Killing's concealment assassination, even we could hardly detect it!"

"Is he truly unable to fight again? Or is he deliberately feigning weakness to lure us close, only to unleash a thunderous strike?"

"We must be on guard! This person's methods are bizarre and unpredictable; we must absolutely not judge him by common sense!"

Trepidation, deep trepidation.

Lu Jiuyuan used the Shadow-Killing Demon Venerable's Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering to prove his danger once again, even if he looked like he would fall in the next second.

Although the credit was tempting, life was more precious.

No one was willing to bet their own life on whether Lu Jiuyuan still had any trump cards left.

"We cannot give him any chance to catch his breath!" a Bone-Eroding Devil Emperor, shaped like a multi-headed lizard with a violent aura, said coldly.

"Although his aura is chaotic, haven't you noticed? The black Qi on his body surface is slowly decreasing; he is secretly recovering!

He is using some method to resolve the backlash and recover his power! Even if the speed is extremely slow!"

"Indeed! We must absolutely not let him recover! Not even a single bit!"

Another "Plague Demon Great Emperor," shrouded in sickly green toxic mist, said in a deep voice, "Since the risk of close-quarters combat is too great, let us change to another method!"

The gazes of several Demon Race powerhouses met, and they instantly reached a consensus.

Fighting alone, or a small number of elites launching a surprise attack, the risk was uncontrollable.