442: Extreme Kill

Lu Jiuyuan's body shuddered violently, his face suddenly turning even paler, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth once again; he was clearly under unimaginable pressure.

"Haha! Idiot! This broken furnace is about to shatter!"

"Push harder! Blast it to pieces!"

Seeing the furnace tottering on the brink of collapse, the Demon Race army's morale soared, and their attacks became even more frenzied.

"Kill... for me!"

Bloodshot veins filled Lu Jiuyuan's eyes as he frantically drove the power of the 129,600 inner Small World within his body, injecting it into the furnace!

Boundless Sword Qi whistled, frantically shredding the weakest demon soldiers.

The refining power within the furnace operated desperately, continuously devouring, decomposing, and converting the incoming attacks and the endless stream of corpses!

"Still not enough. The slaughter is too slow!"

Inside the furnace, Lu Jiuyuan's figure suddenly became translucent, as if merging into the furnace itself, which spanned ten thousand li, along with the endless Sword Qi, Nirvana True Flame, and the veins of the world.

The next instant, he vanished, and the Heaven and Earth Furnace vanished!

In their place was a streak of gray, destructive sword light that pierced through heaven and earth!

Transforming the body into a sword! The body is the sword, the sword is the domain, and the domain is the furnace!

The Imperial Dao Extreme State — Human Sword Furnace · Infinite Hell!

The moment this sword light appeared, it slammed directly into the boundless, ocean-like Demon Race army formation with a brutish, unreasonable posture!

"Sshhh—!!!"

There was no earth-shaking roar, only a sharp sound that was faint yet seemed capable of slicing through the Soul.

Wherever the sword light passed, space was sliced open neatly like fragile cloth, leaving behind a pitch-black rift that refused to heal for a long time, its edges flickering with gray light.

As for the members of the Demon Race that were "grazed" head-on by the sword light—whether they were low-level demon soldiers, elite demon generals, or those massive war beasts...

Within a hundredth of a breath, they stilled, solidified, and then... disintegrated and were annihilated!

There was no flying flesh and blood, no screaming or wailing, only the purest disappearance, followed by the massive amounts of pure energy and Law fragments swallowed by the furnace!

This was only the beginning!

This gray sword light, representing Lu Jiuyuan's ultimate killing intent, was like a berserk shark that had intruded into a school of sardines.

In the "ocean" composed of hundreds of millions of the Demon Race, it began an unceasing, ultra-efficient slaughter and devouring!

"Kill him! Stop that sword light!"

"Form up! Use the army formation chains to trap it!"

"Don't let it get near the core!"

The Demon Race command level issued roars mixed with shock and anger, and countless tactics were issued.

Under the threat of death, the army of hundreds of millions of the Demon Race erupted with astonishing ferocity. Instead of pouring attacks toward the boundary of the furnace, they began to organize and surround, intercept, and shred that elusive, gray sword light!

In the sky, tens of thousands of flying demon beasts formed a death vortex that blotted out the sky.

On the ground, countless heavy-armored demon soldiers formed a steel barrier like mountains and forests.

Hundreds of war formations led by Demon Gods lit up simultaneously, condensing destructive demon lights as thick as mountains and with varied attributes, like a net of heaven and earth, frantically covering the directions where the sword light might appear!

Furthermore, dozens of Heavenly Demon God and Devil Emperor-level powerhouses personally entered the fray, weaving between the army formations, either casting large-scale weakening curses, unleashing their life-bound demon artifacts to strike, or directly ramming with their formidable demon bodies, attempting to intercept and crush the sword light head-on!

The war entered its most tragic and cruel stage of slaughter!

However, the terror of that gray sword light far exceeded the imagination of the entire Demon Race.

It was fast enough to transcend the constraints of space and time, as if it could appear in every corner of the battlefield simultaneously; every flicker took away thousands of Demon Race lives!

It was sharp enough to ignore all physical defenses and energy shields; whether it was heavy demon armor, tough demon scales, or condensed military aura barriers, they were all like paper in front of it!

It was greedy to the extreme!

Every bit of slaughter was accompanied by the most extreme devouring!

The members of the Demon Race "slain" by it did not just die; they were completely plundered and refined from flesh to Soul, from energy to Law!

All "resources" were instantly converted into power to support it in continuing its slaughter and even becoming more powerful!

It seemed never to know fatigue, never to be satisfied!

"Sshhh!" The sword light swept across a sea of bones, and hundreds of thousands of "Ten Thousand Bone Demon Army" silently turned into dust and were devoured.

"Boom!" The sword light crashed into a cloud of poison, and the most elite "Corrosive Poison Dragon" legion under the Plague Devil Emperor, along with the toxic breath they spat, were annihilated and absorbed.

"Clang! Crack!"

The sword light clashed head-on with the true form of a Black Rock Devil Emperor. That heavy demon rock carapace, which could withstand a casual blow from a monarch, was like glass being cut by a diamond; it was instantly covered in cracks, and then, along with the demon core within, was pierced, shredded, and swallowed by the sword light!

"No—!!!"

Screams, explosions, the sound of breaking demon artifacts, the sound of army formations collapsing... resounded across the battlefield, but were quickly covered by even more intense slaughter and devouring.

That gray sword light became the only Dominator, the only predator in this blood-colored Hell!

It was not invincible.

Under the siege of countless Demon Race members who threw themselves at it one after another regardless of the cost, the sword light was also blasted until it grew dim and shattered many times, sometimes even revealing the illusory figure of Lu Jiuyuan, who was bathed in blood and covered in cracks.

But every time he was injured, he would instantly devour several times his own number of the Demon Race, using the plundered "resources" to forcibly repair himself, even making the sword light become more solid and more terrifying!

This was a crazy cycle of nourishing war with war, stopping killing with killing, and countering consumption with devouring!

A month passed.

On the battlefield, the Demon Race army, which had originally been piled up like mountains, had visibly thinned out significantly.

Hundreds of millions of the Demon Race had turned into nutrients for the growth of that gray sword light.

At the edge of the giant palm print ruins, countless new, crisscrossing sword marks and deep pits had been added.

The aura of the sword light that Lu Jiuyuan had transformed into became increasingly deep and terrifying; every flicker caused more violent spatial ripples, and the range of its devouring became larger.

But the chaotic, violent aura on him, which seemed ready to explode out of control at any moment, also became increasingly obvious.

Continuous, high-intensity slaughter and devouring were also a huge burden on his own mind and will.