Chapter 947 - 694: Su Yuqing’s Ordeal

Chapter 947: Chapter 694: Su Yuqing’s Ordeal

Within the mountain range of the Giant Spirit Race.

As the two colossal figures clashed, violent Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi surged and boiled.

Ever since Qin Ming’s Demon Infant broke through to the late stage of Body Refining last time, by consuming the black Treasure Wheel behind the Thousand-Handed Demon Form, he could unleash strength dozens of times greater than his own, briefly erupting with power comparable to the Void Refining Stage.

He was even a notch stronger than the Corpse Demon Tyrant Body of the Nether Nightmare opposite him.

Qin Ming’s Thousand-Handed Demon Form surged with overwhelming momentum; at a glance he seemed to stand between heaven and earth like a true god.

Every casual move of his limbs radiated terrifying, colossal force.

On over a thousand arms, purple Demon Patterns coiled while vast True Demon Qi roared around him, fist shadows like a raging storm hammering brutally against the Bone Corpse Demon opposite him.

He beat the other side back step by step, actually forcing out a sign of defeat.

Within the Corpse Demon’s skull, Nether Nightmare was utterly shocked; he could clearly see that the opponent was a disguised form.

But how could anyone be capable of mobilizing True Demon Qi?

That was High-Tier Demonic Qi that only existences at the Demon Realm Saint Ancestor Level in the Ancient Demon Realm might possibly grasp.

The Nether Demon had felt something wrong the moment he traded blows with the other side; from start to finish there was a constant sense of being suppressed by a superior being, his full strength greatly diminished.

Not to mention the opponent’s Body Refining Cultivation had already reached the Transformation Realm, surpassing his own.

"Who the hell are you?!"

"Thousand-Handed Demon Form, True Demon Qi! How can both appear on you at the same time?"

At this moment Nether Nightmare’s Heart Spirit was in turmoil; Qin Ming seized the opening in his defenses and smashed away several ribs with a single punch, the massive Bone Corpse Demon body crashing heavily to the ground.

He could easily foresee that once the duration of the Corpse Demon Tyrant Body ended, he would absolutely be no match for the other party—that would be the moment of his death!

Qin Ming’s gaze was razor sharp; he couldn’t be bothered to waste words on a Demon Race cultivator and, without a word, formed another strange Hand Seal.

"Ten Thousand Forms Celestial Demon!"

Qingyang the Old Demon’s Demon Technique erupted without reservation at this moment, the Ten Thousand Forms Celestial Demon Blood Pattern on Qin Ming’s arm vanishing in an instant.

The Thousand-Handed Demon Form Qin Ming had transformed into suddenly surged in strength dozens of times again, looking even more like a Demon God than the Bone Corpse Demon opposite him, fist shadows saturated with Demonic Qi, piercing the firmament.

Nether Nightmare’s face filled with horror; the Bone Corpse Demon covering his body was instantly riddled with wounds, its tough bone armor blown apart on the spot.

And his Dragon Spine Bone Spear, when smashing against the opponent, couldn’t even break his skin, more like scratching an itch.

No matter how he tried, he simply couldn’t understand why such a terrifying opponent had appeared.

With his own strength and Divine Techniques, even among the many prodigies of the Demon Race he ranked among the elite.

Yet here he was being brutally crushed by a Same-tier Cultivator.

The next instant.

Nether Nightmare chanted under his breath, and a jet-black bone shield flew out, transforming into a dark curtain of light that blocked before him.

Demon Patterns flowed unpredictably across it; it was clearly a high-grade Defensive Demon Artifact.

Boom!!

Crack!

The Demon Form fist shadow Qin Ming had transformed into slammed down, warping the space nearby; the massively forceful Demon Fist shattered the curtain of light before Nether Nightmare with one strike.

That boundless, peerless power didn’t diminish, surging forward at an unstoppable speed, pouring completely into the Bone Corpse Demon’s body.

"Argh!"

Nether Nightmare screamed in agony from the devastating blow, actually beginning to burn the essence within his body as his aura suddenly skyrocketed.

He was ready to gamble his life against Qin Ming.

The Demon Form Qin Ming’s eyes turned cold; one of his arms flipped, and a Profound Iron Long Staff radiating Wind Thunder Power appeared in his hand.

The moment this staff appeared, the entire space stagnated, and Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi became chaotic.

There was no excess ostentation, yet an inexplicable, terrifying aura could be felt.

"Returning Void Treasure!!"

As a Demon Race cultivator of no low status, Nether Nightmare clearly knew his goods and immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of the Wind Thunder Profound Rod.

He knew full well he had absolutely no chance of withstanding the might of this treasure; on the spot he abandoned his intent to fight to the death and tried to flee!

"Hmph!"

Qin Ming’s Void Refining Level Divine Thought Power suddenly unfolded, condensing into an invisible Crystal Jade barrier along his escape route, instantly blocking the Bone Corpse Demon that Nether Nightmare had transformed into.

Boom!

The Demon Form Qin Ming leapt into the air, raising the terrifying Wind Thunder Profound Rod in his hand, and under Nether Nightmare’s horrified gaze, smashed it down with one strike!

In that instant, ferocious Void Turbulence rampaged through the space.

The Bone Corpse Demon raised the Dragon Spine Bone Spear in its hand to block as it turned, but the spear was smashed cleanly into two halves by the terrifying power of the Wind Thunder Profound Rod!

Bang!!

The staff’s momentum didn’t falter, slamming heavily into the Corpse Demon’s body, blowing its upper half apart in an instant as Nether Nightmare’s true body tumbled out from within.

The aura of his cultivation fell back down to Divinity Transformation Perfection.

Immediately after.

Swish swish swish!

While Nether Nightmare’s expression still showed shock, before he could react, countless pitch-black vines grew out from the void, like tentacles wrapping tightly around him.

Then invisible Void Poison Stings easily pierced through his defensive armor, stabbing into his flesh.

Nether Nightmare’s mind buzzed; his Primordial Spirit suffered a strange impact, his whole being plunged into blankness, then his body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally transforming into a massive Blood Pearl.

The other few Demon Race Divinity Transformation Cultivators had already had their souls scared out of them at this sight.

Even a cultivator as strong as Nether Nightmare had been easily slain by the opponent; they all turned into streaks of black light, fleeing madly in different directions.

But how could Qin Ming possibly let them escape?

The Wind Thunder Profound Rod turned into a sky full of staff shadows, wildly dancing through this stretch of space; those few demons had no power to fight back, all dying with rage and regret on the spot, then being tossed by Qin Ming into the Little Spirit Realm as fertilizer.