Chapter 464: Fighting the Demon Master, Friend Ming He Blocks Reinforcements

Kun Peng stood before the spatial rift, his hands hanging at his sides, ready to strike again at any moment.

Above the Flaming Mountain, the blood rain from Ancestor Yuan Hai was still falling.

The severed true body of the Sea-Covering Demon Kun crashed into the valley, crushing several volcanoes; black blood flowed along the crimson rocks, hissing and smoking.

The Bull Niu Mowang and the other two watched Kun Peng, who was confronting Su Chen in the air, his chest heaving violently.

Although they despised Kun Peng's actions in the ancient Primordial era, they had to admit that this ancient Demon Master's strength was truly at the pinnacle of the Three Realms.

"Brother Su Chen!"

The Lion Shi Tuo Wang wanted to charge up.

Su Chen raised a hand to stop him, and with a wave, Red Boy flew out from the Nine Demon Tower and landed beside the Bull Niu Mowang.

"Big Brother Bull, take Red Boy and the Demon Alliance brothers and leave first."

The Bull Niu Mowang gritted his teeth: "Old Bull is not one to fear death."

"But staying is useless." Su Chen said this very bluntly.

The Flood Dragon Niu Mowang grabbed the Bull Niu Mowang's arm: "Big Brother, go! We cannot hold Brother Su Chen back!"

The Lion Shi Tuo Wang shouldered his great blade, cursing: "Damn it, this is the first time I've been told I'm a burden and couldn't even refute it. How frustrating."

Red Boy lay on the Bull Niu Mowang's back, turning his head to look at Su Chen: "Uncle, don't die! I haven't kowtowed to you yet!"

Su Chen almost laughed out loud; this kid, even in the face of such a disaster, could still be cheeky.

"Rest assured, your uncle has a long life."

The Bull Niu Mowang hesitated no longer, raising his hand to roll up a demon cloud, wrapping all the demon soldiers and generals of Cuiyun Mountain within it.

The Flood Dragon Niu Mowang and the Lion Shi Tuo Wang guarded the flanks, retreating outside the Flaming Mountain.

Kun Peng did not stop them; his target, from beginning to end, was only Su Chen.

"You are quite loyal." Kun Peng looked at Su Chen, "Pity, those who are loyal usually die quickly."

Su Chen's fingers brushed over the axe handle.

"If the Demon Master had shown some loyalty back then, the Demon Court might not have fallen so miserably."

Hearing this, Kun Peng's expression stiffened, and he snorted, saying nothing more.

In just a moment, the demons of the Demon Master Palace and the Bull Niu Mowang's group had all left the Flaming Mountain.

Kun Peng acted again, his North Sea Giant Kun dharma image expanding behind him.

Kun Peng's figure gradually faded, merging with the dharma image behind him; in the blink of an eye, a North Sea Giant Kun that blotted out the sky spanned the firmament.

The fish's body was so vast, spanning who knows how many tens of thousands of miles, blotting out the sun and moon, plunging the entire Flaming Mountain into darkness.

The North Sea Giant Kun opened its massive maw, and Kun Peng unleashed his divine ability, North Sea Heaven-Swallowing.

In an instant, a powerful devouring force swept across the entire Flaming Mountain; the mountain beneath Su Chen's feet was pulled up first, an entire volcano detaching from the ground, dragging a long trail of fire from the magma in its belly as it flew toward the giant maw.

Mountain rocks, red sand, demon corpses—everything within the devouring range was swept into the black vortex.

Even space itself did not escape; the void around Su Chen collapsed silently, torn away along with that patch of space.

This was Kun Peng's innate divine ability: Swallow Heaven and Devour Earth, devouring everything.

Kun Peng did not test him further; he unleashed his full power from the start.

Because he knew very well that as soon as he appeared, Zhen Yuanzi and the Heavenly Court would arrive; the longer it dragged on, the worse the situation would be for him.

Therefore, he intended to resolve Su Chen quickly.

Su Chen's robes snapped in the wind, his entire body dragged forward dozens of feet by the devouring force; his internal organs churned, and the injuries left by Kun Peng's sneak attack began to act up.

He looked up at the giant maw devouring all things, snorted coldly, and the Chaos Bell flew up.

The mysterious yellow ancient bell swelled in the wind, the sun, moon, and stars on the bell's surface lighting up in sequence, while earth, water, fire, and wind raced across its walls.

Hunyuan magic power poured madly into the bell; Su Chen's Great Luo Dao Fruit vibrated, the Five Elements and Yin/Yang merging into a majestic Hunyuan force.

At the same time, the "Nine Turns of Chaos" was activated.

Three hundred and sixty-five acupoints opened and closed, the miniature worlds within them pulsing in unison; the dragon of his spine pushed forth chaotic blood and Qi, and the sound of war drums echoed from deep within his flesh.

"Dong—"

The Chaos Bell tolled, and the mysterious yellow bell waves protected Su Chen's body for a hundred feet, forcibly fixing the space being pulled by the devouring force in place.

The black vortex ground down, the mysterious yellow bell waves pushed back; the two forces seesawed above the Flaming Mountain, trading blows.

But Su Chen's cultivation base was far lower than Kun Peng's, and even with the Chaos Bell protecting him, he was at a disadvantage.

The green robe formed by Su Chen's Hunyuan magic power shattered inch by inch, the chaotic patterns on his arms glowed, and fine beads of blood seeped through his skin, only to be torn into blood mist by the devouring force the moment they emerged.

In the distance, the Bull Niu Mowang and the others had just retreated to the edge of the Flaming Mountain, yet they were still tossed about by the aftershocks, their demon clouds wobbling.

Several low-cultivation demon soldiers were dragged out of the cloud; the Lion Shi Tuo Wang cursed, slashed open the eye of the wind with his blade, and dragged them back.

"Get further away!"

The Bull Niu Mowang looked at Su Chen in the Flaming Mountain, the veins on his neck bulging; finally, he smashed the cliff beneath his feet with a staff and used the force to flee with the demons.

Kun Peng saw the demons retreating and did not care.

The Giant Kun's eyes lowered, filled with chilling murderous intent.

"Let's see how long you can hold on?"

The Heaven-Swallowing vortex expanded again, and the Chaos Bell light around Su Chen was compressed from eighty feet to fifty, then thirty.

The mysterious yellow light screen of the Chaos Bell flickered uncertainly in the black vortex, the bell itself trembling.

Su Chen gritted his teeth and persisted, but his Hunyuan magic power was being consumed too quickly; the Chaos Bell was a supreme innate treasure with infinite power, but the one wielding it was, after all, only a Mid-Stage Great Luo Golden Immortal.

If Tai Yi were here, one toll of the bell could smash Kun Peng back to the North Sea, but Su Chen was still far from that realm.

All he could do was hold on; he knew this was not yet the time to summon Bai Ze and the other.

Kun Peng's voice came from deep within the giant maw: "Su Chen, this seat gives you one last chance: hand over the Chaos Bell, and this seat will leave your corpse intact."

Su Chen smiled upon hearing this, speaking with difficulty.

"Do you even believe what you're saying, Demon Master?"

He looked up at Kun Peng, "If I were you, Demon Master, I would retreat now to save my life; otherwise, once my reinforcements arrive, you will lose your life on this Flaming Mountain."

Kun Peng's anger surged at these words, and the power of the Heaven-Swallowing vortex increased by another notch; Su Chen felt a tightness in his chest, blood rising in his throat, which he forcibly swallowed back.

Just at this moment, starlight from beyond the heavens flared, and the daylight was torn open by a river of stars.

Doumu Yuanjun led the gods of the Dou Department to arrive through the void, star banners waving, the power of the Zhou Tian stars descending to form countless star chains, sealing the void in all eight directions of the Flaming Mountain.

"Kun Peng!"

Doumu Yuanjun's voice spread across heaven and earth, "You cannot leave today."

On the other side, the earth surged, and earth-yellow divine light spread for ten thousand miles.

Zhen Yuanzi arrived on a cloud, the Earth Book above his head, his horsetail whisk hanging down; the usually gentle Ancestor of Earth Immortals now had intense murderous intent between his brows.

"Kun Peng, you cannot escape today."

Two peak Semi-Sages descended; at the edge of the Flaming Mountain, the Bull Niu Mowang and the others saw this scene, and the heavy stone in their chests finally lifted halfway.

The Lion Shi Tuo Wang slapped his thigh and laughed: "They're here! Now that old bird won't be able to fly even with wings!"

But before they could rejoice for even a moment, the situation changed again.

As Doumu Yuanjun and Zhen Yuanzi struck, a bloody stench pressed down from the sky.

Only to see outside the Flaming Mountain, a river of blood crossing the starry sky, and the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus rising from the bloody waves.

Upon the lotus throne sat Ancestor Friend Ming He, the Yuantu and Abi swords hanging to his left and right; the sword blades had not yet moved, but the killing intent had already sliced through the starlight.

"Doumu, Zhen Yuanzi."

Ancestor Friend Ming He's laughter was grating, "Your opponent is this ancestor."

Before the words had faded, the Yuantu sword slashed out, breaking large swaths of the Dou Department's star chains; the Abi sword swept across, the sea of blood rolling to forcibly block the yellow light of the Earth Book.

Doumu Yuanjun's expression turned cold, the Zhou Tian stars spread again, but were blocked by the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, karmic fire igniting at the edges of the starlight.

Zhen Yuanzi swung his horsetail whisk, the Earth Book unfurling a phantom of mountains and rivers, the power of thick earth suppressing the sea of blood; but the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus beneath Friend Ming He's feet rotated, the karmic fire burning the mountain and river phantom with a hissing sound.

The firmament of the entire Flaming Mountain was divided into two regions: one side was Kun Peng's Heaven-Swallowing vortex and Su Chen's Chaos Bell light.

The other side was Doumu's immeasurable starlight and Zhen Yuanzi's earth vein power confronting Friend Ming He's sea of blood.

Kun Peng saw Friend Ming He blocking Su Chen's two great reinforcements, and his wild joy could no longer be suppressed.

"Su Chen! You cannot escape your doom today!"

The devouring force of the Giant Kun's maw surged, and the mysterious yellow light screen was compressed to ten feet.

Su Chen's green robe was shattered, half his body stained with blood, the Chaos Bell vibrating violently above his head.

Kun Peng's voice carried the pleasure of victory in his grasp.

"Now, I want to see who else can save you!"

"Say it again, hand over the Chaos Bell, and this seat will leave your corpse intact!"

In the center of the devouring force, Su Chen raised his head, looking at the wildly joyful Kun Peng, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

That smile made Kun Peng feel a chill in his heart; in Kun Peng's view, Su Chen's smile was like a hunter finally seeing his prey fall into a trap.

"Kun Peng, aren't you rejoicing a bit too early?"

As he spoke, the Nine Demon Tower appeared again before Su Chen; deep within the tower, two auras that had long been unable to restrain themselves had been waiting for a long time. ===== CHAPTER 465 =====