Chapter 665 The Demon Lord Breaks Free, the Great War Begins

The endlessly surging Yellow Springs River gradually faded into nothingness. The chessboard also collapsed and disintegrated, its black and white streams of light scattering and vanishing without a trace.

Two incredibly dazzling clusters of Demon Flame scattered on the wind—the last traces of the Demon Buddha left in this world.

A young man in a white shirt ambled out, a faint smile on his face as he looked at Fang Cheng and praised, "Not bad. You’ve grown even faster than I expected."

"I’ll give you one more chance. Will you choose to become my Demon Servant, or will you perish like the Demon Buddha?"

He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, exuding an air of carefree elegance. His aura was faint, almost unnoticeable and seemingly ordinary, yet he gave off a heart-pounding sense of danger.

Even Jia Yin and Feng Yan could clearly sense this feeling of danger.

At this moment, the four women in the Taixu Cloud Tower were also watching the scene. On Fang Cheng’s instruction, they did not step forward.

"I await your instruction, Demon Lord."

Wasting no words, Fang Cheng appeared directly in front of the white-shirted young man and threw a punch, unleashing a thunderous roar that tore through the air.

The Demon Lord smiled and raised his own fist to meet it.

In an instant, their fists collided.

BOOM!

Space itself was annihilated. A vast, tide-like roar shook the heavens. The surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was swept up into an enormous tornado that connected the sky and the ground.

Within the storm, countless towering, thousand-foot-tall trees in the Forest Sea were ripped out by their roots and swept high into the sky.

Both were thrown back several miles, but they flew back almost simultaneously and clashed with another punch.

A dark gold luster flickered across Fang Cheng’s body. Smooth, elegant Profound Patterns and ancient runes emerged as his aura suddenly soared, climbing higher and higher.

At that moment, the full power of his physical body surged forth like a tidal wave and erupted.

Both had put their full strength into this punch. It instantly created a whistling sound that could shake a thousand miles, and the pressure from their fists surged like a crashing tide. Space itself caved in, forming a pitch-black crater a thousand zhang in diameter.

The Demon Lord let out a soft sound of surprise as nearly half his body was blasted into a cloud of Demon Fog.

Before the Demon Lord could even recover, Fang Cheng bellowed and unleashed a flurry of punches. The air cracked with continuous explosions as hundreds of streaks of Dark Gold Fist Aura filled the heavens. In a mere moment, they had completely pulverized the Demon Lord’s body.

A dense, black Demon Fog roiled through the sky. Space collapsed and spatial turbulence churned as Fang Cheng’s fist-force sent the Demon Fog expanding outward in continuous waves.

But in the blink of an eye, the Demon Fog gathered together, converging into a phantom hand before reforming back into the young, white-shirted man.

’So this is the body of a Spirit Immortal? It’s not all that impressive,’ Fang Cheng thought, a wave of satisfaction washing over him.

Back then, in the Qianyu Heavenly Spirit Ruins Treasure Realm, he had been beaten to a pulp by the Demon Lord’s phantom image countless times. Now, it was finally his turn to crush his opponent with his bare fists.

The Demon Lord had once possessed a Spirit Immortal, giving him a physical body far stronger than any Tribulation Realm Cultivator. That was why he could effortlessly crush Lower Realm Cultivators and appear invincible.

But now, Fang Cheng’s body had broken through to the Sixth Transformation Realm. It was comparable to a True Spirit Giant Beast and could rival a Spirit Immortal who specialized in Body Refining Techniques, making him a notch stronger than the Demon Lord.

Now, the Demon Lord’s brow was tightly furrowed. He stared at Fang Cheng, sizing him up with a look of shock and uncertainty.

’To possess such Physical Strength before even ascending to the Spiritual Sky Realm... This boy... must not be allowed to live!’

The smile vanished from the Demon Lord’s face, and his gaze grew several shades deeper. Killing intent surfaced in his heart. With a flick of his great sleeve, a sound like the very creation of the world boomed between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, eight Heaven-Supporting Demon Aspects materialized in all directions around Fang Cheng. Each was shrouded in an ethereal mist, their true forms indistinct, but their silhouettes were faintly visible—all of them savage and ferocious, radiating a monstrous might.

Inside the Taixu Cloud Tower, Jia Yin and Feng Yan couldn’t help but pale at the sight.

The power of these eight Demon Aspects was in no way inferior to Jia Yin’s Spirit Immortal Incarnation, and they were a cut above Feng Yan.

And now, all eight Demon Aspects attacked at once, charging ferociously toward Fang Cheng.

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