Chapter 1247: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 1247 Joining Forces Against the Enemy!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

After these words were spoken, the reactions of those around varied.

Baili Hong was about to say something, but the words reached his mouth and were swallowed back.

Chu Hong instead drew in a sharp breath: "What did you say?"

A Void Refinement cultivator declaring he would go kill a Demon God with fifty thousand years of Dao cultivation—such words would be shocking enough in any setting.

After all, the strongest person was clearly not him.

"Senior Brother Changqing!"

Luo Qinghan looked at Xu Zhangqing and reminded him: "Even if Demon God Wan Tong had several hundred eyes knocked out by Kong Fang, he ultimately possesses fifty thousand years of Dao cultivation."

Xu Zhangqing raised his hand, and the Creation Green Lotus flashed in his palm before vanishing: "Second Senior Sister, the Dead Silence Power of the Eternal Night Ruins is a suppression for you—every bit of mana used is lost, and recovery speed is practically nonexistent.

But I am different. The Creation Green Lotus can endlessly convert Dead Silence Power into Creation Power. Here, my mana will only increase the more I fight; there is no issue of consumption.

You being able to exert fifty percent of your normal strength is already the limit.

But I am different—I can even perform beyond normal in the Eternal Night Ruins.

Demon God Wan Tong was just ambushed by Kong Fang; right now is when his defenses are weakest. If this opportunity is missed, it will never come again!"

Luo Qinghan nodded after listening: "Alright."

Immediately, Xu Zhangqing's figure flashed, streaking away as a green rainbow.

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Under the multi-pronged assault of the human cultivators, the Demon God camp completely lost its original formation.

These fellows were already full of hidden schemes and owed allegiance to no one. After being hit by Kong Fang's Seven-Colored Demonic Light in a surprise attack, all trust between them was completely gone.

Several Demon Gods thought other Demon Gods and human cultivators were secretly joining forces to clear the field, and immediately turned and fled without a shred of reluctance.

After all, the palace in the rift was not the Yong Ji Gu Dian everyone had expected.

Though the name Tian Gong sounded more exalted, it did not necessarily contain the Ancestral Spirit Source.

Several other Demon Gods chose to fish in troubled waters.

They did not confront the human cultivators head-on, but instead took advantage of the chaos to secretly move toward the direction of the Ten Thousand Paths Spirit Tree, planning to rush into Yong Ji Tian Gong first when the rift opened.

And this chaotic situation was exactly what Xu Zhangqing wanted.

As he streaked across the battlefield, he did not even attack the other Demon Gods.

After several flashes, he appeared directly above Demon God Wan Tong.

This distance was enough to clearly see Demon God Wan Tong's injuries.

Kong Fang's strike just now had caused truly significant damage.

More than half of the eyes on the right half of Demon God Wan Tong's body had burst.

Ink-green bodily fluid continuously seeped from the ruptured eye sockets.

The remaining eyes no longer had their previous cold composure.

A clear trace of anger and vigilance had appeared in the pupils.

His other intact eyes were now spinning wildly.

Over a thousand cold gazes swept across the entire battlefield like searchlights, seemingly searching with all his might for the fellow who had ambushed him from the darkness.

Soon, he found him.

Or rather, the other party had never intended to hide.

At the other end, in the region where darkness and space rifts intertwined.

A human-shaped figure was walking through the void at an unhurried pace.

The figure was slightly taller than an ordinary cultivator, but much shorter compared to others of his kind.

The tail feathers behind him slowly unfurled in the darkness, each feather flowing with seven-colored intertwined light.

They moved across the surface of the tail feathers like living things; with every circuit, the surrounding space would twist once.

As if even space itself was avoiding the touch of the Seven-Colored Demonic Light.

He was Demon God Kong Fang!

"You..."

Demon God Wan Tong let out a voice low enough to be almost a roar. All the eyes on his body turned toward Kong Fang's direction at the same time, and the gazes formed by over a thousand eyes almost crushed that space: "It's actually you!"

Kong Fang's mouth corner curved slightly upward, and the Seven-Colored Demonic Light suddenly surged on his tail feathers, making his entire figure somewhat blurred in the light.

He did not intend to waste words with Wan Tong.

Since the previous strike had not completely crippled the other party, he would do it again.

However, Demon God Wan Tong was not one who only took hits without fighting back.

The eyes all over his body simultaneously burst forth with piercing silver-white beams of light.

Over a thousand beams converged in front of him into a huge ball of light, its diameter reaching dozens of zhang, containing astonishing Law Power of chaos within.

Any cultivator or Demon God caught by this ball of light would have the Law Power within their body stirred into a tangled mess.

Lightly, their Dao cultivation would regress.

Heavily, they would perish body and soul on the spot.

But just as the ball of light was about to smash into Kong Fang, a five-colored light pillar descended from the sky.

Five-Colored Yuan Light!

It shares the same origin as the Five-Colored Divine Light, but Xu Zhangqing's Five-Colored Yuan Light has been tempered by the Yuan Dao, making it an enhanced version that surpasses the original.

Although in terms of the laws of time and space, it temporarily falls short of Kong Fang's Seven-Colored Demonic Light.

But in terms of destructive power, the Five-Colored Yuan Light almost does not lose to the opponent.

The Five-Colored Light Pillar collided with the silver-white Light Ball, and the two forces erupted with a dull, thunderous boom in mid-air; a frenzied Energy Shockwave spread in all directions.

Wherever it passed, the Demon Gods could only watch helplessly as they rotted and died.

Demon God Wan Tong's Light Ball, under the suppression of the Five-Colored Yuan Light, surprisingly could not continue to swell.

At the Same Time, the Five-Colored radiance infiltrated into the Light Ball along its surface, beginning to erode it from the inside.

Over a thousand silver light beams were stripped away one by one by the Five-Colored Yuan Light.

With each beam pulled out, the Light Ball shrank by a fraction.

"What?"

Demon God Wan Tong's thousand eyes all widened simultaneously for an instant.

This Five-Colored Light Pillar possesses power similar to the Seven-Colored Demonic Light.

Moreover, what concerns Him even more is.

When this Human Cultivator attacked, the fluctuations emanating from his body showed not the slightest sign of weakening.

You must know that in a place like the Eternal Night Ruins, even this Demon God with fifty thousand years of Dao Xing is constantly consuming power to resist the Interference of the Dead Silence Power.

A mere Human Cultivator, relying on what to remain unaffected?

"Human Cultivator!"

Demon God Wan Tong's voice now carried a trace of annoyance; the eyes around its body scanned back and forth between Kong Fang and Xu Zhangqing, the Killing Intent in its gaze almost Condensing into Substantial form: "Courting death!"

Xu Zhangqing likewise did not speak.

The surrounding Dead Silence Power surged into the Shen Guo like water drawn by a Vortex, and after being Converted by the Creation Green Lotus, it transformed into pure Creation Power to feed back his whole body.

This sense of fullness allowed him to thrive in the Eternal Night Ruins.

Every Breath he recovered his state; every attack he did not need to hold back reserves.

Therefore, Xu Zhangqing raised his Right Hand again, and the Five-Colored Yuan Light Condensed.

This time, he also fused the power of the Yuan Fire into the Five Colors.

Instantly, a layer of Red Gold rippled within the Five-Colored radiance.

But the one who took the initiative to provoke trouble was not Xu Zhangqing, but Kong Fang!

Precisely at the instant when Demon God Wan Tong's attention was entirely drawn by Xu Zhangqing, Kong Fang moved.

The Tail Feathers behind it spread to the utmost limit; the Seven-Colored Demonic Light no longer converged, but instead spread outward in all directions with itself as the center, forming a ring-shaped Seven-Colored Energy Shockwave.

Wherever the Energy Shockwave passed, air, Dead Silence Power, Space Folds — all were forcibly stripped of their original attributes.

The flow of air was frozen into static thin sheets!

The Dead Silence Power was disassembled into strands of primitive Breath!

Those Space Folds that were already fragile beyond measure were even torn into Fragments!