Fantasy: I Can Randomly Refresh My Realm

The Devil’s TemptationXiao Feng gasped for breath, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield. He saw the black-robed man’s corpse turn into black mist and dissipate, leaving behind half a token engraved with a Demon God totem that fell to the ground.

Just then, the zhenmo tablet suddenly vibrated violently. Xiao Feng’s Immortal Power was almost exhausted, and he could no longer maintain it.

He forced himself to bend down and pick up the token on the ground, looking at the strange Demon God totem on it, and muttered to himself, ”So they wanted... to use my hand to weaken the Seal...”

After all, Immortal Power and Xiao Feng were of the same Origin.

Before he finished speaking, a hand as black as ink, belonging to a Demon God, suddenly stretched out from the crack in the monument. Its five fingers were like hooks, instantly dragging Xiao Feng into the darkness.

Xiao Feng felt the world spin, and when he came back to his senses, he was in a boundless dark space.

Suddenly, a phantom appeared in the darkness.

Xiao Feng focused his eyes and saw that the phantom had a blood-red demon mark on its forehead, and was surrounded by dense Evil Qi.

Xiao Feng’s heart tightened, and he immediately realized that this was the Demon God phantom!

The Demon God phantom was tall and exuded a suffocating pressure.

It slowly opened its mouth, its voice sounding as if it came from the deepest abyss: ”Boy, you are very good. This seat admires your strength. How about joining us? As long as you are willing to submit to me, I can bestow upon you supreme Divine Power, allowing you to roam freely on this continent.”

Xiao Feng sneered, just about to refuse, when he saw an even larger phantom slowly emerge from the crack in the zhenmo tablet.

The phantom was a hundred feet tall, covered in bronze armor, with black Evil Qi gushing from its headless neck.

”I will not agree to you!” Xiao Feng gritted his teeth, every word resounding clearly.

Two huge hands grabbed the monument body, and the voice rumbled like muffled thunder rolling through the abyss: ”Boy, why do you want to stop this seat?”

The Demon God’s Evil Qi condensed into a huge throne. He looked down at Xiao Feng and continued, ”You have extraordinary talent, yet why do you serve the Immortal Sect? As long as you kneel down and pledge allegiance, this seat will make you a Demon General, and all Immortal Sects in the world can be trampled underfoot.”

As the Demon God spoke, an invisible pressure bore down on Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng felt it difficult to breathe, as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing down on him.

However, Xiao Feng quickly regained his composure.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, pointed his sword directly at the Demon God, his voice as firm as iron: ”I, Xiao Feng, stand tall, how could I associate with demons! If you want to destroy all living beings, step over my corpse first!”

His voice echoed in the vast cavern, and Immortal Power condensed into golden flames on the sword’s edge.

Xiao Feng exuded an indomitable Aura from head to toe.

The Demon God suddenly let out a burst of wild laughter, his voice full of enticement: ”You think you are an immortal disciples? You now possess such great talent, the Immortal Sect has no one like you, this seat is your kin!”

The Demon God’s phantom was like a thick black mist, slowly approaching Xiao Feng.

The suffocating pressure became even stronger, as if it wanted to devour him whole.

Xiao Feng felt his limbs and bones trembling, and the last trace of Immortal Power in his body was rapidly draining away.

At this critical moment, Xiao Feng suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, spraying a mouthful of fresh blood onto the sword body.

In an instant, the golden flames surged, like a scorching sun, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

The Demon God’s phantom was forced back several feet by this sudden light, letting out a piercing shriek.

”You beast, don’t be arrogant!”

Xiao Feng gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, exuding an indomitable Aura from head to toe.

His gaze was like a torch, staring directly at the massive phantom of the Demon God Xingtian, completely unmoved.

Xingtian’s phantom let out an earth-shattering roar: ”Stubborn fool! When this seat is born, I will be the first to grind you to dust!”

Before he finished speaking, the giant hand covered in bronze armor slammed towards Xiao Feng.

However, just as it was about to touch the golden flames, the Demon God’s hand dissipated like smoke.

A crisp sound of chains breaking came from the crack in the zhenmo tablet, and the Demon God’s voice faded away: ”Just wait and see... the Seal... is about to break...”

As the Demon God’s Aura dissipated, the suffocating pressure suddenly vanished.

Xiao Feng could no longer support himself, his knees buckled, and he fell heavily to the ground.

The long sword in his hand was deeply embedded in the ground, becoming his only support.

”Hoo... hoo...” Xiao Feng gasped for breath, cold sweat pouring down, soaking his clothes.

He looked up at the gradually closing crack in the zhenmo tablet, an alarm bell ringing in his heart.

”No... I can’t let the Demon God harm the world...”

Xiao Feng gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up, thinking to himself that he had transmigrated from the 21st century, and he absolutely could not let this world be destroyed!

He stumbled towards the zhenmo tablet, reaching out to touch the crack that was about to heal.

Xiao Feng could feel that something inside the monument was stirring, ready to break free at any moment.

”Not good, Witch Mountain is almost unable to imprison the Demon God!”

Xiao Feng’s heart sank. Ignoring his injuries, he quickly picked up the half-token on the ground and turned to run down the mountain.

He had to inform the Sect of this news as soon as possible and prepare for the upcoming great battle.

Xiao Feng staggered out of Witch Mountain, covered in bloodstains and his clothes tattered.

The immortal disciples waiting at the foot of the mountain were stunned when they saw him in this state.

”Oh my god! What happened to Senior Brother Xiao?”

”I’ve never seen Senior Brother Xiao in such a sorry state!”

”Is there really something terrifying on Witch Mountain?”

Everyone discussed animatedly, their eyes full of shock.

Xiao Feng didn’t bother to explain and went directly to Ninth Elder, handing over the half of the zhenmo tablet token.

His voice was hoarse, with a hint of weakness:

”Ninth Elder, the Demon God’s Seal is loosened, and Demon Cultivators are secretly damaging it. The situation is critical!”

As soon as he said this, the Immortal Sect Disciples were in an uproar.

They rarely saw Xiao Feng injured on weekdays, let alone in this severely wounded state.

Everyone thought to themselves, since Xiao Feng said it was so serious, the situation must be truly bad.

Ninth Elder took the token, his expression solemn.

He sighed deeply, his silver beard trembling slightly: ”It seems the Seal has reached its limit, and extraordinary measures must be taken.”

Saying this, Ninth Elder swept his whisk, his gaze sharp as he looked over everyone: ”I have cultivated for a hundred years, and my Lifespan is nearing its end. If I can use my remaining body to reinforce the Seal, it will be a worthy death.”

The Disciples were shocked to hear this and rushed to dissuade him:

”Ninth Elder, you mustn’t!”

”You are the pillar of Hua Yun Sect, how can you speak lightly of death?”

”There must be other ways, let’s think again!”

However, Ninth Elder’s mind was made up. He waved his hand to silence everyone.

He turned to Xiao Feng, his eyes full of expectation: ”Xiao Feng, you take these people and leave. I’ll handle things here.”

Xiao Feng did not expect Ninth Elder to sacrifice himself to reinforce the Demon God’s Seal, and his heart was filled with deep respect for this Elder.