Chapter 666 Demon Lord, Receive My Sword

Mingxiao Domain, Heaven Crossing Hall.

Atop the grand hall, thirteen Tribulation Realm Great Powers sat in order. All had their eyes glued to a water mirror suspended silently in the air.

And the scene upon that water mirror was none other than Fang Cheng and the Demon Lord battling high above the Endless Forest Sea in the Formless Realm.

Five of these thirteen individuals held eminent status as the leaders of the Red Profound Association from the five great ancient domains of the Red Profound Realm: Mingxiao, Chixiao, Lei Xiao, Celestial Wind, and Formless. Chief among them was the Dragon Elephant Wanderer.

The other four leaders—three men and one woman—were all formidable figures who had passed the Sixth Celestial Tribulation.

The remaining eight people in the hall were also top Cultivators from the great sects and clans of the five domains, all at the Five-Tribulation Cultivation level.

In other words, aside from Fang Cheng himself, more than ten of the figures standing at the very apex of the Red Profound Realm’s pyramid of Cultivators were gathered here.

"I never imagined... Fellow Daoist Fang’s Divine Techniques could be so astonishing."

The one who spoke was a tall, hunchbacked old man with a face as red as fire. His beard and hair bristled, and he had a majestic demeanor.

This man was named Chao Huang, the number one expert of the Chixiao Domain.

The scene just now on the water mirror—Fang Cheng launching a hundred consecutive punches and literally blasting the Demon Lord’s incarnation to pieces—had left everyone present deeply shaken and filled with emotion.

The Demon Lord was strong, but the Red Profound Realm was not without its own masters. First, there was the Demon Buddha, who used his Divine Techniques to trap the Demon Lord in a mysterious game of chess for a hundred years.

Now, there was Fang Cheng, whose combat prowess was so astounding that he could gain the upper hand and pummel the Demon Lord’s incarnation in a one-on-one fight.

Chao Huang sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang’s actions were unexpected, but they are indeed a bit too risky. The Demon Lord has corrupted this world’s Celestial Dao Origin. As long as the Red Profound Realm exists, he is functionally immortal. To fight him, the slightest carelessness will result in a loss that outweighs any gain. It would be better to rely on the Sealing Array left behind by the Spirit Immortal Great Powers from the Upper Realm to contend with him."

"The Demon-Suppressing Celestial Stele is about to be forged. Wouldn’t it be wiser to wait until we can purge the demonic intent from the Celestial Dao Origin before we settle the score with him?"

The Dragon Elephant Wanderer said in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist Fang is probing the true strength of the Demon Lord’s incarnation on our behalf. ’Know your enemy and know yourself, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.’ Besides, I have a faint understanding of Fellow Daoist Fang’s power. There is no need for any of you to worry."

Everyone nodded one after another.

This was an agreement between him and Fang Cheng. Fang Cheng had left an Imprint Formation on the Taixu Cloud Tower so that the Dragon Elephant Wanderer could get a glimpse of the Demon Lord’s power.

At that moment on the water mirror, the Demon Lord summoned eight Demon Aspects. They surrounded and attacked Fang Cheng from above, below, and all four sides. Thousands of zhang of Demonic Light, lightning, and fire rained down as densely as hail, shaking the void until it cracked. Myriad beams of Demonic Light shot up to the heavens.

Although the onlookers were not there in person, they could feel the immense danger. If it were them on the battlefield, they feared they would perish on the spot in just two or three moves.

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「Formless Realm.」

「Above the Endless Forest Sea.」

Faced with the siege of eight Demon Aspects, each comparable to a Spirit Immortal Incarnation, Fang Cheng remained completely unruffled. With a single leap, his figure tore through the sky-filling Demonic Light, lightning, and fire. He appeared above one of the Demon Aspects and threw a punch.

A vast, formless fist-force erupted. All the flows of qi between heaven and earth instantly stagnated. For a moment, all sound vanished, replaced by an eerie, deathly silence.

A moment later, a cataclysmic explosion thundered out as if the sky itself were collapsing. The Demon Aspect abruptly shattered, transforming into a sky full of Demonic Light that rained down into the Forest Sea below.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

In an instant, the towering, ancient trees in the Endless Forest Sea were ignited by the Demon Fire. The blaze, fierce enough to scorch mountains and boil seas, spread for a hundred *li* in a flash, sending up countless plumes of thick smoke.

After delivering this blow, Fang Cheng let out a long cry and strode forward. With every step he took, he threw another punch.

The remaining seven Demon Aspects exploded one after another. The force was enough to split mountains and sunder peaks, and the booming rumbled continuously. Before one sound could fade, the next arrived, echoing back and forth without end.

In the face of such a heaven-shaking, ferocious assault, any exquisite Divine Technique was useless.

But then, in the void, endless Demonic Light converged. The eight Demon Aspects materialized once more and closed in on Fang Cheng, seemingly determined to wear him down to his death.

Fang Cheng gave a cold, derisive laugh. He swung his fists with wild abandon, continuously blasting the Demon Aspects apart as he charged straight for the Demon Lord’s incarnation.

The white-robed youth’s eyes snapped open, a deep, unfathomable, and ghostly light flickering within them. With a flick of his sleeve, he sent a great, swirling mass of spectral black wind hurtling toward Fang Cheng.

Demon Fire raged within the black wind. Fang Cheng threw a punch, and with a BOOM, scattered the wind. However, a significant amount of the Demon Fire still landed on his arm.

TSSSS! TSSSS! TSSSS!

This Demon Fire clung to him like maggots on bone. Fang Cheng pulsed his Magical Power, and his Protective Spiritual Light flared so brightly it was blinding, yet he found it difficult to extinguish the flames.

Instead, the Demon Fire only seemed to grow more intense.

Fang Cheng’s sleeve turned to ash. Dark Gold Profound Patterns flowed across his arm as a few patches of his flesh and blood evaporated into smoke.

His expression did not change. A mass of Chaos Qi suddenly appeared behind him, and within it stood an ancient gateway carved with countless mysterious runes.

An extremely powerful Devouring Power abruptly surged forth from this ancient gateway.

In an instant, all the Demon Fire on Fang Cheng’s body was sucked into the gateway and devoured without a trace.

The Profound Netherworld Repository of the Mixed Element Seven Tribulations Diagram.

The white-robed youth pointed a finger. Behind Fang Cheng, myriad beams of Demonic Light converged. A massive, blue-black serpent a hundred zhang long slithered out, coiling in the sky around a withered, deathly-gray hand.

An evil aura descended. The air rippled with the intent of decay, depravity, and defilement, which coalesced into vast swaths of deathly-gray light that swept down toward the ancient gateway behind Fang Cheng.

That withered, deathly-gray hand seemed to be the condensation of countless evils, intent on dragging Fang Cheng into an abyss of sin. The mere sight of it was enough to make one feel polluted and corrupted.