The First Immortal of Destiny

CLANG!

A brilliant Sword Qi materialized from the Illusionary Mirror, illuminating the dimly lit Chaotic Stone Ridge.

This was the Demon Slaying Sword Qi, conceived from the magic treasure’s sword imprint, driven by the spirit light of the Clear Spirit Qi, containing the profound mysteries of boundless swordplay, along with terrifying Killing Power. As soon as it burst forth, the Demons present all screamed out in terror!

The Monster Mandrill, in control of the God Slaying Array, naturally sensed this astonishing Sword Qi. It let out a piercing and sharp roar, once again inciting the full power of the array.

In a mere flicker of thought, the Demon Slaying Sword Qi had already breached the Demonic Array.

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

The runes inside and outside the God Slaying Array began to flash unremittingly, and the manifested illusions of thunder, demonic soldiers, demonic flames, and gloomy winds were extinguished one by one by the Demon Slaying Sword Qi!

One by one, Demons of various shapes and sizes, baring their teeth and claws, were split into pieces after merely being grazed by the Sword Light. Those Demons directly in the path of the Sword Qi suffered even worse fates. Whether Class IV Demons or Class II specters, all turned into a mist of flesh and blood, which was then evaporated by the Sword Qi!

In the blink of an eye, a narrow, long sword-mark had pierced through this Creation Array, destroying even one of its array cores. Within the vicinity of the sword-mark, nothing remained. Only the nearby unharmed Demons could smell the strong scent of blood and the stench of burning.

Thousands of Demons were either killed or injured, and the entire God Slaying Array, its foundation removed like that of a palace, collapsed thunderously in an instant!

This outcome, aside from the Demon Slaying Sword Qi being exceedingly sharp, was primarily due to the Monster Mandrill’s lack of skill in mastering arrays.

It had merely learned some basic concepts of the Array Path. However, the King of Tiger Demons had appointed it to the critical task of leading over ten thousand Demons to form an army and deploy the God Slaying Array, despite it not having mastered its profound essence.

Had the Formation been deployed and presided over by the great Demon Shan Hao himself, an array of such scale would have possessed the power to withstand the onslaught of the Demon Slaying Sword Qi.

Even if it still failed to hold up, it could have at least weakened the Sword Qi’s power and reduced casualties among the Demonic army to a minimum.

Even if the number of casualties remained the same, Shan Hao, proficient and in full control of the array, could have readjusted its formation in a short time, preventing the entire structure from disintegrating!

The Demons inside the Chaotic Stone Stockade, such as Liu Sanmei, witnessed their king unleash such a terrifying hidden trump card to break the enemy’s great array, plunging them into profound shock.

However, they quickly reacted. Cruel expressions appeared on their faces as they let out bursts of excited, bloodthirsty, and brutal roars. They drew all kinds of ferocious weapons, conjured Demonic Clouds, and charged towards the grievously injured and disorganized Demons of Hou Corpse Cave!

In a short while, the two rolling waves of dark and turbid Demonic forces collided.

The two factions of Demons began an incredibly bloody battle.

Creatures classified as Demons—aside from the distinctions made from human, immortal, and mortal perspectives—are overwhelmingly merciless and ferocious. They show no mercy even to their own kind, and these particular Demons were not of a single race or type.

To seize each other’s resources, to devour each other’s flesh and blood, to garner the appreciation of great Demons and receive more rewards, and to vent their pent-up bloodlust, they spared no expense, employing all sorts of methods in an attempt to slaughter the enemies before them.

A mere confrontation instantly erupted into the most intense, bloody skirmishes between the two Demonic factions. Copious amounts of Demon blood and fragmented limbs splattered everywhere, accompanied by a nauseating stench. The scene was enough to make an ordinary cultivator vomit.

The roars grew louder and the bodies piled higher, yet they showed no signs of exhaustion; on the contrary, their brutality only intensified.

The smell of blood and the cruel slaughter unfolding before their eyes triggered their innate violent nature. Unless all enemies were killed or they themselves were killed, only a terrifying presence that instilled bone-deep fear could end it all.

FWOOSH!

GURGLE... HISS... SIZZLE...

The three-bodied Snake Demon Liu Sanmei had a ruthless expression on all her faces. Her eyes were crimson, and each of her three upper bodies cast a different Spell—one spat venomous flames, another venomous water, and the third venomous smoke!

Demons from Hou Corpse Cave burned by the venomous flames immediately suffered ruptured skin and shedding fur, quickly turning into charcoal. Those hit by the venomous water had their flesh and blood dissolve, melting into a pool of sludge. Those sprayed with venomous smoke fared no better; the deadly toxins penetrated their organs and even their souls, swiftly condemning them to death.

Her intense slaughter quickly drew the attention of a peak Class IV Monster Mandrill. It unleashed a chilling shriek, like the howl of a ghost or a wolf. The resonant sound waves caused Liu Sanmei’s six ears to bleed black blood, momentarily halting her deadly assault.

The next moment, the Monster Mandrill brandished a large knife made from carefully polished beast bone and charged at Liu Sanmei.

This was just one corner of the battlefield where twenty to thirty thousand grotesquely shaped Demons fought fiercely on land, in the air, and even deep underground. The battlefield teemed with their Innate Divine Abilities, subsequently acquired Spells, or simply the most primitive methods of charging and tearing with their Demonic bodies.

The oppressive baleful light, magical auras, dense blood light, and the cold gleam of magic artifacts converged into the bloody and spectacular dominant colors of the battlefield. Accompanied by chilling cackles, piercing shrieks, mournful wails, the blasts of Spells, the clash of weapons, and the sounds of Demonic bodies being torn asunder, these all intensified the grimness and horror of the Demon battlefield on Chaotic Stone Ridge!

「At the same time.」

Shen Mo, controlling Fairy Pei Yu, also stepped out of the Chaotic Stone Stockade. Holding the silver flame spear in one hand and the Illusionary Mirror in the other, she confronted the Black Scaled Demon and the female Yaksha Banzhi Jiaxuan, both peak Class IV powerhouses.

Banzhi Jiaxuan, having experienced the strangeness and strength of the Illusionary Mirror, beat her bat wings and flew a great distance. Even then, she still attempted to verbally persuade Shen Mo (as Fairy Pei Yu) to lead her forces to surrender to Hou Corpse Cave.

The Black Scaled Demon, on the other hand, wasted no words. A bloody fiendish light surged around him as his black scales rapidly expanded, forming an incredibly ferocious suit of heavy armor that encased his entire body.

Then, he roared and charged at Shen Mo (controlling Fairy Pei Yu), wreathed in an endless, bloody Demonic light, his speed rivaling a direct strike from a magic treasure.

Unlike Human Cultivators, who excel at using external items, the vast majority of Demons are not skilled in Alchemy, talisman making, or forging equipment. Therefore, when battling enemies, they either employ their Innate Divine Abilities for long-range attacks or use their Demonic bodies—comparable to magic treasures—for close-quarters combat!

The Black Scaled Demon’s seemingly simple charge was no less sophisticated than the martial arts and cultivation methods practiced by cultivators. It contained profound combat techniques and a terrifying willpower capable of confusing and deterring an enemy’s five senses and spiritual sense!

Ordinary Golden Core Realm cultivators, if their minds were unsettled, would be shattered by the Black Scaled Demon’s charge, even if they managed to erect their Protective Spirit Energy. Death or severe injury would inevitably follow.

The one controlling Fairy Pei Yu was a part of Shen Mo’s consciousness. His combat experience was exceptionally vast. Noticing something amiss with his five senses and spiritual sense, he immediately stood his ground from a distance, neither dodging nor evading, and directly activated the Illusionary Mirror’s power.

CRACK!

Fairy Pei Yu’s image was shattered by the Black Scaled Demon.