Chapter 431: Heaven did not give birth to Xiejianxian, the Demon Dao shall be like a long night for eternity

"Is he dead?"

This was the question in the hearts of the Chat Group members at this moment; they had assumed that because Xiejianxian was infinitely absorbing the angry emotions of Demon Lord Chonglou, the Demon Lord would be plunged into a bitter struggle.

But they did not expect that with one burst of anger, the Demon Lord would slash Xiejianxian to death, causing the entire evil-thought energy body to collapse instantly.

"No. If he had died, the Chat Group would have issued a notification sound, but clearly, there is none at present," Xuanzang said.

His cultivation realm was profound, his perception was beyond what the group members could reach, and he even saw more; his gaze had already pierced through time to see the final result of this battle, though he did not speak of it.

"Xuanzang Sheng Seng is right; the battle is not over yet," Yan Shuangying's voice came through.

"He doesn't die even after this? He really is immortal and indestructible," Morgana clicked her tongue.

"No choice, that's just how the settings are," Wang Wu remarked.

"In the Script, didn't Xiejianxian have a weakness, and get wiped out by the protagonist?" Ye Fan said.

How could there be anything truly indestructible in this world!

Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal, provided certain conditions are met, will fall.

"Chonglou is not the protagonist, and given Chonglou's personality, he would disdain attacking his flaws, preferring instead to defeat him fair and square," Xuanzang said.

"That is indeed correct; personality determines the future. The Demon Lord is exactly that kind of person; he follows the Demon Dao, but his temperament is straightforward," Ming Wang said.

At this moment, the Demon Lord on the Arena frowned slightly, not letting down his guard.

Xiejianxian's aura had vanished, yet it seemed as if it hadn't; it existed in some space, yet seemed omnipresent.

Before long, wisps of black energy drifted in mid-air; these were the powers of evil thoughts, and as the evil thoughts condensed continuously, the aura overflowing from them was even stronger than before.

"Wahahaha!"

"If evil thoughts are a sword, one attains the Tao and becomes an immortal!"

"What truly top-tier killing intent; I'll gladly accept it."

The evil-thought energy body once again transformed into the appearance of Xiejianxian. Xiejianxian's momentum did not decrease but instead increased. Seeing him looking triumphant, he said:

"Demon Lord, you didn't expect this, did you? This seat has come back to life. As long as evil thoughts are not cut off, this seat is indestructible."

"Annoying fly!"

Demon Lord Chonglou's expression was cold and stern; his wings flapped, he shifted position, and with a wave of his hand, he slashed Xiejianxian apart once more.

But this time, Xiejianxian coalesced faster, and his momentum was growing stronger.

"Heaven did not give birth to me, Xiejianxian; the Demon Dao shall be like a long night for eternity, hahaha!" Xiejianxian laughed wildly.

"Noisy."

The Demon Lord waved his arms, and a pure magic ball containing terrifying energy pierced through Xiejianxian.

"Oh!"

"Comfortable!"

Xiejianxian wore an expression of comfort as his body healed automatically.

He could feel that this Chonglou was far above the Chonglou of his own world; he truly could not beat him, and if he acted, he would be killed instantly.

But as long as he continued to constantly Devour the anger of the Chonglou before him, sooner or later he could surpass him.

When a person is irritable, all kinds of negative emotions will breed; moreover, as Chonglou is a Heavenly Demon, that power of negative emotions is far more top-tier than the seven emotions and six desires of millions of mortals.

Seeing this, Demon Lord Chonglou had to admit that Xiejianxian was somewhat troublesome; he died and resurrected, and he disdained to attack his flaws directly.

If he continued to absorb evil thoughts endlessly, he would sooner or later become a scourge.

All things in heaven and earth have their mutual generation and restraint; there must exist a power that restrains Xiejianxian.

Suddenly, Demon Lord Chonglou had a flash of inspiration; as if he had thought of something, the corners of his mouth turned up, his expression wicked and charming.

"Why aren't you attacking, Demon Lord?" Xiejianxian asked, becoming anxious instead.

It was rare to encounter such a top-tier power bank; he shouldn't miss the chance to fleece him.

"This seat is not stupid; you like evil thoughts, right?"

"The essence of evil thoughts is to Devour other negative powers!"

"Hmph!"

"Since that is the case, then try this move of mine."

Demon Lord Chonglou attacked again, arriving in front of Xiejianxian in an instant, a blood-colored spear appearing in his hand.

This was the weapon of Heaven, the Blood Spear!

In the spectator stands, Heaven saw this scene and was also lost in thought, knowing what Chonglou was about to do.

Xiejianxian did not resist at all, allowing Chonglou to attack.

He couldn't beat him anyway; he could block, but there was no need.

Thus, the Blood Spear pierced through Xiejianxian's body without obstruction.

"Demon Lord, why have you become muddled? How could this kind of weapon cause damage to this seat?" Xiejianxian said.

On Chonglou's cold and stern face, a slight smile appeared, and he said:

"The purpose of this strike is not to kill you."

"Then what is it for?" Xiejianxian asked.

"You should be able to feel that this weapon contains many Spirit Powers; the evil thoughts of the spirits inside are no worse than yours. Guess why they are in the Blood Spear," Demon Lord Chonglou said.

"?" Xiejianxian was puzzled, but immediately, a sense of weakness welled up.

He saw his origin—endless, infinite evil thoughts—flowing along the Blood Spear, merging into it, and disappearing.

"No, how is this possible!" Xiejianxian cried out in terror.

"The Blood Spear is my weapon, forged from divine iron from beyond the heavens, bathed in the blood of gods, containing monstrous baleful energy, and possessing the power to Devour all spirits.

Once, I used the Blood Spear to Devour the Primordial Spirit of eighty-eight Demon Generals under Chiyou.

This Xiejianxian is himself an evil thought, similar to a Primordial Spirit, so he is naturally restrained by the Blood Spear and devoured."

At this moment, Tian became the commentator, revealing the truth to everyone.

"So this wave is using magic to fight magic! Can it be understood this way?" Tony said.

"I understand, just like using the Sucking Power Great Method to deal with the Star Absorbing Great Technique," Ye Fan said, his eyes bright.

"If you can't beat them, join them," Feng Baobao said, drinking her white liquor, hitting the nail on the head.

"If Demon Lord Chonglou's Blood Spear can Devour Xiejianxian, then conversely, can Xiejianxian Devour the Blood Spear?" Li Chungang asked.

"That depends on whose power is stronger," Xuanzang said.

Everyone nodded, looking forward to the ending that would follow.

Xiejianxian panicked as his source of evil thoughts was continuously Devoured by the Blood Spear, but he quickly calmed down and began to Devour the Blood Spear in return.

But just as he started to Devour, Demon Lord Chonglou smashed Xiejianxian into smithereens with a single punch.

Then the Demon Lord continued to Devour Xiejianxian's remaining evil thoughts; Xiejianxian had managed to revive with great difficulty, but a large portion of his source of evil thoughts had vanished.

His entire face turned pale, and before he could make a move, he was pierced by Chonglou again and continued to be Devoured.

He wanted to counter-Devour, but was immediately smashed apart by Demon Lord Chonglou; in any case, he had no chance to turn the tables.

With one waning and the other waxing, after the third resurrection and accompanied by Xiejianxian's unwilling roar, the Demon Lord mercilessly shattered Xiejianxian with a palm strike.

This time, Xiejianxian did not revive, because his source had been almost entirely Devoured, and it was no longer sufficient for resurrection.

"Ding, Xiejianxian defeated, Demon Lord Chonglou wins."

"Ding, special reward triggered, obtained Immortal Indestructible Body of evil thoughts."

The notification sound from the Chat Group reached Demon Lord Chonglou's ears, which also signaled that this battle had ended.

"What a bother," Chonglou put away the Blood Spear and immediately returned to the spectator area.

This time he had vented some pent-up anger; he hadn't expected that in other worlds, he would actually lose to this thing.

However, thinking about Xiejianxian's bug-like nature, it was indeed extraordinary.

If he were allowed to absorb the negative energy of the Three Realms for a few thousand years, he might not necessarily be able to beat him.

From birth to fall, this Xiejianxian had only existed for a mere dozen years in Renjian.

"Congratulations, Brother Chonglou."

Yuwen Tuo walked over to offer his congratulations, a charming smile appearing on his stern face.

"Yuwen Tuo, why don't we take advantage of the fact that my blood is still hot and fight another round?" Demon Lord Chonglou laughed.

"..." Yuwen Tuo.

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