Chapter Ninety-Five: Undying Magic Body

  Yang Le spat out a mouthful of blood as he flew backwards at high speed, the feeling of suffocation in his chest didn't dissipate much, but was immediately followed by a wave of scorching pain that spread throughout his entire chest.

  Suddenly, the mighty power of the world surged forth, attempting to bind Yang Le once again. "Sunset Slash!" Yang Le let out a loud roar, and his gigantic blade, thousands of meters long, shone with a dazzling golden light, as if the setting sun was about to annihilate the heavy space in front of him. Boom! It seemed to have encountered some enormous force that hindered its progress. Boom! A burst of primordial energy erupted, wreaking havoc everywhere, and that massive, formless power of the world dissipated instantly.

  A strange feeling appeared behind him, Yang Le's giant golden knife swiftly flew backwards with a loud clang, as if it had chopped into a grindstone, producing a sharp, metallic screech.

  He flew back, a series of movements as smooth as flowing clouds and water. At this moment, the devil's chest was wounded from the left breast to the right lower abdomen, with black blood constantly overflowing, emitting a foul odor.

  That hundred-million-zhang-long wound, under the devil's brown flesh squirming, recovered in an instant, and his eyes became even more crimson. The fierce evil demon aura dissipated, and he swung his sharp claws at Yang Le.

  Yang Le felt that the demon's body was even more robust than his own after being chopped by the Great Golden Knife, already comparable to the peak of a lower-grade Primordial Spirit Treasure.

  The demon's face twisted in a fierce expression as he charged towards Yang Le, who didn't see the situation and couldn't help but feel great joy. Let me show you the sharpness of the Innate Divine Sword!

  Just as the demon's claws were about to reach him, a flash of golden light appeared, and with a loud screeching sound, Yang Le had sliced the demon in half from its shoulder down to its side abdomen.

  The demon's upper body, split in two, revealed a sinister face with an eerie smile. Accelerating suddenly, it plunged its claws into Yang Le's collapsing chest, and a thick, evil magic power continuously surged into his body.

  After the lower half of the body separated, it did not fall down. The two seemed to have a great attraction, and in the blink of an eye, they were completely repaired, without even a trace of injury.

  Yang Leqiang endured his extremely cold and stiff body, a golden light flashed by, and with two swishes, he cut off both arms. He then descended onto the devil's head, another golden light slashed down, cutting him in half from head to toe. Afterwards, he quickly retreated.

  "Hmm, the two arms that were still stuck in Yang Le's chest suddenly transformed into two streams of pure demonic energy and floated back to the demon's body that had been cut in half. The two halves of the body continued to shake and come into contact with each other, and before long, they restored themselves to their original state."

  "Ha ha ha, my true body, cultivated through the undying magic of the devil, is about to be fully formed. As long as I devour your flesh and blood, I will become an indestructible existence. Come on, offer me your flesh and blood, and join the demon clan!"

  "You don't need to struggle anymore, having been infected with my Undead Magic, you can only obediently become my puppet, becoming one of the demons. Those thousands of demon lords who were once like you, are now nothing but my puppets!" The Extremely Evil Demon Lord revealed his true undead form, facing Yang Le who was constantly refining and forcing out the Undead Magic in the distance, with a confident expression, saying this as he transformed into his true body and stepped through the air towards him.

  Yang Le's internal vision was filled with the brutal and unrelenting dark energy that ravaged his body, constantly devouring and assimilating his internal energy. His five organs and six meridians were all cracked and fractured, clearly having suffered severe damage from the extremely evil demon lord.

  With a stir in his heart, the creation knife in the sea of consciousness hummed softly and rushed down, roaming through various meridians, frantically devouring the rampant undead evil energy. Those undead evil energies seemed to have gained spirituality, dispersing and escaping in terror. However, under Yang Le's command, they traversed the entire body, absorbing the undead evil energy cleanly.

  Yang Le sensed the extremely evil demon lord approaching, so he pretended to be unable to hold on and transformed into Pangu's true body. His face turned pale, his body swayed as if about to fall, floating in mid-air, with a faint flash of blue and black colors on his face from time to time.

  "Ha ha," the extremely evil demon lord stopped just a thousand feet away from Yang, occasionally flashing with extreme excitement. He thought to himself: "As long as I can swallow this guy's thick blood energy, not only will I get that pre-heavenly divine sword, which would be a great support for me, but my demonic powers will also reach completion. At that time, the positions of the six major giants on the island will change completely. Hmph, isn't Extreme Evil just relying on his top-grade pre-heavenly spirit treasure, the Fallen Evil Eye, to suppress me and sit in the position of the evil demon island's leader?"

  A sense of extreme danger enveloped his heart, and the breath of death filled his chest. This feeling had not been encountered for a long time, it was the feeling when he first became a demon lord in ancient times and faced an quasi-saint.

  Ah, the extremely evil demon lord's body was bursting with dark energy as he rapidly shot backwards. Before he could even move a short distance, a small, deep black knife filled with destructive aura appeared before his eyes, making him feel terrified. With a "pu" sound and a scream, the extremely evil demon lord's head was pierced through by the creation-destruction knife, and his demonic soul was devoured by the destructive power. He let out a scream as he hastily teleported away.

  It seems that the Causal Knife had been stained with the blood of the Extremely Evil Demon Lord, thereby locking onto his aura. Every time the Extremely Evil Demon Lord teleported to a location, the Causal Knife would instantly appear in front of him, piercing through him.

  Ah! Ah! The cries echoed one after another, coming from all directions. Even the power of the world could only slightly impede them before they pierced through and continued their pursuit.

  With the extremely evil demon lord no longer in full control of this world, Yang Lei clearly felt that the defense of this world had decreased greatly, enough to open a passage to leave.

  A devastating and sharp blade edge shot straight into the sky, rumbling, the entire world shook for a moment, a black hole appeared in the sky, vaguely visible outside the dark abyss and the unique aura of the vast wilderness, with a thought, the creation knife instantly appeared in front of Yang Le, shooting into his brow.

  Yang Le took a step forward and immediately disappeared into the passage.

  At this time, in a place above the void, the extremely evil demon lord was covered all over his body with wounds of various sizes that could be seen from front and back. The destructive power continued to erode his wounds, even with his undead true body, it was difficult to heal for the time being.

  How hateful! The Evil Demon Lord never thought that he would fall into the hands of a young whippersnapper, it's simply laughable to spread this out, his face is completely lost!

  Boom, the entire small world shook violently, and a huge gash was torn in the sky above. A dazzling blade of light shot down, boom, the earth cracked, mountains and rivers were destroyed, and countless devils who had been moved to this place by the extremely evil demon lord also suffered misfortune, receiving unprovoked disaster, being torn to pieces.

  "Ah!" The extremely evil demon lord was enraged, letting out a loud and prolonged roar that echoed throughout the entire small world. He wanted to go out and fight again, but thinking about how he couldn't even kill him in his own world made him hesitant, fearing he would be at a disadvantage. Then he thought of that destructive dagger, which still left a lingering fear in his heart.

  A thunderous boom, another billion-zhang crack appeared in the sky above, the extremely evil demon lord gritted his teeth and drove the small thousand worlds to shuttle through the heavy space, entering a piece of void five-color flowing light empty space disappeared.

  Yang Le saw the extremely evil demon lord escape and also flew up into the abyss, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

  However, neither Yang Le nor Jiemo Zun noticed that there were tens of thousands of corpses falling from the crack opened by Yang Le in Jiemo Zun's world, and the demonized corpses were still falling from the abyss underground.

  The seemingly lifeless devil's corpse began to squirm and twist, and before long, the entire vast underground appeared with countless bodies covered in tawny brown skin, eyes glowing with crimson light, twisted and grotesque faces, sharp fangs, a pair of curved horns on their heads, shiny black hair, completely naked, with wings growing out of their backs, claws for hands, and constantly letting out low growls.

  They first looked around blankly, and then their scarlet eyes gradually lit up with a fierce glow, a kind of crazy and cruel gaze, an unfeeling gaze, mixed with a hint of cunning and cleverness.

  A low, muffled roar, a vast and malevolent aura filled the entire abyss. A thousand-zhang-tall demon's eyes constantly flashed with crimson and purple light, wantonly releasing its aura, comparable to that of the Demon Lord, steadily suppressing the remaining tens of thousands of hundred-zhang-tall demons.

  Feeling the vast evil aura, many demons all knelt down, trembling with fear, to show their sincerity.

  "Hunt!" A cold shout, and the countless demons kneeling below instantly unfolded their massive wings, stirring up a fierce airflow that transformed into streams of light flying towards the depths of the abyss.

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  On a high mountain on an island in the East Sea, Xue Wu Ya withdrew his fingers from the center of Tian Xuan and Tian Jiao's eyebrows, saying: "This is the Blood Ming Great Method passed down by my old ancestor, which is also the highest blood path magic method passed down by Hun Tian Lao Zu of the six great saint tribes of the Western Demon Clan. You two cultivate it well!"

  "Yes, Your Majesty!" The two siblings chorused in unison.

  At this time, Tian Qing already had a youthful appearance, obviously traumatized by the destruction of his family, with an extremely cold expression, a face indifferent to everything, only when looking at his sister Tian Jiao and Master Xue Wu Ya did the indifference disappear, and his complexion also softened greatly.

  For over a decade, Blood Shadow has been traveling with the two of them in the Eastern Sea, visiting various cities and experiencing the prosperity of the East. Of course, all of this was made possible by Blood Shadow using his Blood Shadow Secret Technique to disguise the three of them; otherwise, a Western demon clan member with a body full of demonic energy bringing along two cultivators who aren't even Immortals would definitely attract the attention of most powers and malicious gods, leading to obstruction.

  For over a decade, Xue Wu Ya had been secretly observing the two descendants of the gods he had saved on an impulse. He was well aware of their nature and character. These two individuals were clearly exceptional, with outstanding behavior and intelligence that surpassed others. Having experienced great changes, they had become even more calm and composed, never being arrogant or impatient. They were truly worthy of his careful nurturing. And so, he decided to pass on the Blood Spirit Clan's ancestral technique, the Blood Soul Great Method, which had been passed down through generations, to them today.