Chapter 467: The Demon Master Falls

At this moment, he was in a wretched state, one could even say miserable.

Half of his body had its flesh and blood rolled back, his black feathers frozen into fragments by the Taiyin moonlight, falling with a rustling sound.

Bai Ze stood before the Mountain and River Map, his sleeves whipped by the gale, his old white hair dancing wildly, but there was not a shred of hesitation in the depths of his eyes.

The Taiyin Divine Wheel rotated in Chang Xi's palm, moonlight covering the firmament, silver-white radiance shining on Kill Kun Peng.

Su Chen carried the Guixu Divine Axe, the Chaos Bell hanging at his side, the bell vibrating incessantly.

Surrounded and attacked from three sides, this ancient Demon Master who had once roamed the Three Realms now had no road left to retreat.

Kill Kun Peng raised his head, a pair of blood-red pupils revealed between his disheveled long hair, his eyes full of madness.

"Good."

He actually began to laugh.

"Bai Ze, Chang Xi, and you little thief."

Kill Kun Peng pressed his broken palm against the axe mark on his brow, black blood flowing from between his fingers.

"You want this seat to die? Then let's die together!"

As the words fell, the black origin fire burning within his body suddenly turned a dark red color.

Bai Ze's expression turned suddenly severe: "Retreat! He is going to self-destruct his origin!"

If the origin of a peak Semi-Sage were to explode on the Flaming Mountain, let alone the eight-hundred-mile Flaming Mountain, the earth veins of this area of the Western Continent would be overturned.

In the distance, the Bull Niu Mowang heard this and retreated with the demons again.

Above the Flaming Mountain, the void around Kill Kun Peng began to collapse in large swaths.

The dark red origin fire expanded outward, like an evil sun about to swallow heaven and earth.

The mountain and river phantoms pressed down by the Mountain and River Map were burned through, the moonlight slashed out by the Taiyin Divine Wheel distorted in the fire, and even the mysterious yellow Qi of the Chaos Bell was forced to roll backward.

Su Chen did not retreat.

Bai Ze shouted: "Su Chen!"

Chang Xi also looked over, the Taiyin Divine Wheel hanging between her fingers, the moonlight already accumulated to its peak.

Su Chen pressed one hand onto the Chaos Bell, the other gripping the Guixu Divine Axe tightly.

"Cannot retreat."

If Kill Kun Peng were allowed to explode here, the entire Flaming Mountain would be destroyed, and countless living beings nearby would be buried with him; this was not what Su Chen wanted to see.

Su Chen unleashed the Heaven-and-Earth-Forming divine ability, his body rising infinitely, a ten-thousand-foot dharma body standing above the Flaming Mountain.

His green robe turned into chaotic battle armor, the three hundred and sixty-five acupoints lighting up simultaneously, the inner worlds opening and closing, clear and turbid rotating, the Five Elements law channels running through his entire body.

The dragon of his spine glowed section by section, chaotic blood and Qi pushed into his arms.

"Dong!"

Su Chen pressed both palms onto the Chaos Bell, using the physical body origin of the "Nine Turns of Chaos" to toll the Chaos Bell once more.

The Chaos Bell was pressed by the ten-thousand-foot dharma body, the mysterious yellow bell waves pouring down, turning into a thick bell curtain, covering Kill Kun Peng and that mass of dark red origin fire within it.

The dark red firelight collided with the mysterious yellow bell waves, bound within by the power of the Chaos Bell.

The firmament of the Flaming Mountain was torn by powerful forces into strips of cracks, countless void turbulence raging.

The skin on Su Chen's arms split, chaotic blood flowing down along his wrist bones, falling into the bell waves, only to be evaporated by the dark red flames.

Kill Kun Peng saw this and laughed wildly: "Su Chen! With your Mid-Stage Great Luo cultivation, you want to suppress this seat's origin self-destruction?"

Su Chen gritted his teeth, maintaining the terrifying consumption of the Chaos Bell.

Kill Kun Peng's laughter continued, his hands forming a dharma seal.

The next breath, the Demon Master Palace appeared again behind him.

That dark palace was now dim, the demon texts on the palace gates extinguished for the most part, but it still possessed the pressure of a supreme innate spiritual treasure to suppress all four directions.

Bai Ze saw the Demon Master Palace and hurriedly sacrificed the Mountain and River Map to block in front, to prevent Kill Kun Peng from taking this opportunity to attack Su Chen.

But Kill Kun Peng did not attack with the Demon Master Palace.

He actually unleashed a divine ability, forcibly severing his origin connection with the Demon Master Palace!

The palace shook, the phantoms of ten thousand demons emitting wails in unison.

Kill Kun Peng spat out a large mouthful of demon blood, his palm grabbing the Demon Master Palace and throwing it fiercely toward the void turbulence behind him.

"Want to seize this seat's Demon Master Palace?"

"Dream on!"

The Demon Master Palace, wrapped in the remaining luck of the North Sea lineage, crashed into a newly cracked void rift.

Turbulence rolled, the palace rising and falling within it, the ghostly light retracting layer by layer, disappearing into the depths of an unknown void in the blink of an eye.

Su Chen's eyelids twitched, his heart aching unbearably; this was a supreme innate spiritual treasure.

This old thing, even at the point of death, still wanted to disgust people.

The Lion Camel King saw this from afar and stomped his feet in anger: "This wasteful thing! A supreme innate spiritual treasure, thrown away just like that; if only it had been left to me!"

The Bull Niu Mowang laughed and scolded from the side: "That is the Demon Master Palace; even if it were given to you, you couldn't keep it."

These two exchanges of banter could not dispel the murderous intent above the Flaming Mountain.

Kill Kun Peng abandoned the Demon Master Palace and fell completely into madness, the origin fire completely out of control.

The dark red flames expanded to the edge of the mysterious yellow bell curtain, the bell waves burned into a concave shape.

Su Chen's ten-thousand-foot dharma body had its arms bent, his bones emitting unbearable cracking sounds.

Bai Ze shouted angrily: "Now!"

Su Chen was waiting for this moment; with a thought, the Guixu Divine Axe flew out.

The Heaven-Opening intent condensed on the axe blade; before the sharpness fell, the old axe mark on Kill Kun Peng's brow reacted first.

That wound was like a nail driven into Kill Kun Peng's body.

Now Su Chen had used the Heaven-Opening intent on the axe to trigger Kill Kun Peng's Dao wound, causing Kill Kun Peng's rampaging Semi-Sage origin to immediately become chaotic.

The dark red origin fire on Kill Kun Peng's body suddenly stalled; the Semi-Sage origin that was about to self-destruct was frozen for an instant due to the influence of the Dao wound.

Kill Kun Peng's wild laughter stalled, a beast-like roar issuing from his throat.

"Su Chen!"

As soon as these two words left his mouth, Bai Ze's Mountain and River Map had already arrived.

The ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers in the map surged, finally converging into a phantom of a mountain supporting the heavens.

That mountain was incomplete, yet it made everyone present who was from the ancient era solemn; it was the phantom of the Primordial's first divine mountain, Mount Buzhou.

Bai Ze's voice was hoarse: "Your Majesty, this old minister today sends the traitor on his way."

The Mountain and River Map turned into the phantom of Mount Buzhou, descending from the sky.

Kill Kun Peng's physical body had already been severely injured, and now that his Semi-Sage origin had been triggered, he had no power to fight back; at this moment, being struck by the phantom of Mount Buzhou, his spine snapped on the spot, his flesh, feathers, and bones all pressed into powder.

A mass of North Sea demon light wrapped around Kill Kun Peng's Primordial Spirit and escaped.

Chang Xi was waiting for this moment.

The Taiyin Divine Wheel turned into a full moon of extreme cold, the moon blade crossing the sky, silver-white radiance illuminating the nine heavens.

The silver-white moon blade fell, Kill Kun Peng's Primordial Spirit sliced into millions of pieces in the moonlight, frozen by the Taiyin intent, and then enveloped by the divine wheel's moonlight, completely dissipating.

Above the Flaming Mountain, the sky full of black feathers and demon blood turned into ice crystals, falling with a rustling sound.

The ancient Demon Master Kill Kun Peng, who had lived from the beginning of the opening of the heavens until now, had survived the Lich Calamity, had survived one reckoning after another.

Today, he could no longer hide, falling into a fate of complete destruction of both body and spirit.

Above the Flaming Mountain, that mass of dark red origin fire lost its master and was finally completely suppressed by the Chaos Bell, its Dao essence dissipating.

Su Chen's ten-thousand-foot dharma body dissipated, his chaotic battle armor tattered, half his body stained with blood, his palm still pressing against the bell wall.

A peak Semi-Sage had fallen, his Great Dao dissipating and causing heaven and earth to resonate.

In the ten-thousand-mile region of the entire Flaming Mountain, heavenly phenomena shrouded the firmament, blood rain falling from the sky, as if the Heavenly Dao were mourning for this great power who was only one step away from proving the Dao.

Bai Ze stood in the rain, not moving for a long time; his expression was sorrowful, tears flowing from his white eyes.

Chang Xi retracted the Taiyin Divine Wheel, looking at the sky where the blood rain was falling, no joy of revenge fulfilled on her face.

The obsession of billions of years had finally dissipated today, leaving the former Demon Empress feeling empty inside. ===== CHAPTER 468 =====