Chapter 87: How Could This Be Possible!

Boom!

A deafening explosion echoed from afar.

"It's over, this... how could this be possible?"

The white-bearded old man, clutching the Nebula Baby and fleeing in panic, had thought the Sun-Moon Five-Star Bracelet had been seized by the Seven-Leaf Demon Lord, sighed, but when he turned his gaze, his heart hammered and he couldn't help inhaling a cold gasp.

In his line of sight, the Sun-Moon Five-Star Bracelet not only was not grabbed by the Seven-Leaf Demon Lord, but it struck the massive demonic hand, shattering it into pieces and collapsing outright.

The bracelet swelled wildly, transforming into a colossal wheel that burst with dazzling radiance, illuminating heaven and earth like the nine heavens' stars and moons falling to the mortal realm, its momentum unending as it surged toward the Seven-Leaf Demon Lord.

"So it's the Star Gate's Pure Yang Artifact, the Sun-Moon Five-Star Bracelet! Perfect timing—the Pure Yang starlight inside can be used to refine my mana and Life-Path Talisman!"

The Seven-Leaf Demon Lord was not startled but delighted, letting out a long laugh, brandishing his blood-colored great sword with both hands as if a primordial giant god cleaving the sky, and slashed at the Sun-Moon Five-Star Bracelet.

With a single slash, countless crimson clouds gathered within a hundred-mile radius, and a torrential downpour began.

It wasn't ordinary rain, but bright red blood rain!

"It's that ferocious blade!"

The white-bearded old man, upon seeing the blood blade, instantly widened his aged eyes and couldn't help trembling.

Because that blade, named Blood Sky, radiated terrifying might and was a supreme treasure, far more powerful than the equally supreme Sun-Moon Five-Star Bracelet.

In terms of pure destructive power, it even surpasses the Five Prisons King Cauldron, since the cauldron is fundamentally an alchemical vessel and lacks killing efficiency.

But Blood Sky is different; it contains no ornate grand formation, only a massive killing array.

It has no other function—only slaughter!

It can be called a one-swing execution: blood rain fills the sky, and no ghost or god remains!

Sure enough.

The Sun-Moon Five-Star Bracelet was struck by Blood Sky's blade; with a deafening clang, it erupted in a cascade of sparks that were no match, crashing into the flesh-and-blood earth below, forming a pitch-black abyss that delved countless miles deep.

"You go retrieve the Sun-Moon Five-Star Bracelet; I'll go suppress Chen Zheng and those two Star Gate members."

The Seven-Leaf Demon Lord gave a single command to the surrounding Heavenly Demon Kings, then lifted the blood blade and headed toward Chen Zheng and the others.

"Run! That cursed blade Blood Sky is but one step away from becoming a Dao Artifact; you are no match!"

Cold sweat poured from the white-bearded old man's brow; he could no longer worry about the Sun-Moon Five-Star Bracelet, halted his stance and fled again, not forgetting to warn Chen Zheng.

"This demon will be annihilated by me shortly; why flee?"

Chen Zheng remained motionless, his expression still calm, and did not draw the Five Prisons King Cauldron to confront the Seven-Leaf Demon Lord.

"…"

The white-bearded old man, who had fled a hundred miles away, heard this and nearly staggered, falling from the sky.

What level of cultivation does the Seven-Leaf Demon Lord possess?

And how terrifying is Blood Sky?

Chen Zheng is only at Third-level Shentong; how can he boast of slashing it down?

Are you mad?

The Seven-Leaf Demon Lord also thought Chen Zheng was insane, his gaze disdainful as he glanced sideways at him: "I heard you dared to kill a member of the Taiyi Sect; I once admired you and wanted to give you a chance to kneel before me and pledge loyalty. But now, I can only say hearing of you is far less than meeting you—people like you are unfit to be my subordinate; you have only death!"

Mid-sentence, his blood-colored great sword was already swinging, ready to strike Chen Zheng.

But at that moment, his gaze at Chen Zheng narrowed sharply, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

Not only him, but the distant white-bearded old man, the Nebula Baby still munching candy, the dozen Heavenly Demon Kings who had just tried to seize the Sun-Moon Five-Star Bracelet, even the Piao Piao Yun Piao Yun gathering demons a thousand li away, and women like Ye Qingqing—all looked toward Chen Zheng just as the Seven-Leaf Demon Lord did.

Above Chen Zheng's head, one after another, worlds of birth and death appeared endlessly, as if the myriad heavens and ten thousand realms.

Above those heavens, at the pinnacle of the Dao, a Bronze Ancient Cannon rose slowly, like the spine bearing heaven and earth, emitting a destructive resonance that made every soul shiver.

"Heavens! Using the myriad heavens as a singularity to mount an ancient cannon—what kind of cannon is that?"

"So terrifying, is he trying to blast the heavens apart?!"

Everyone roared wildly.

At that moment, the Bronze Ancient Cannon locked onto the Seven-Leaf Demon Lord and fired explosively. Boom!

A deafening blast shook thousands of li, turning the flesh-and-blood mire into a scene of meteoric impact, violently trembling and pulverizing millions of Heavenly Demons into dust.

Simultaneously, everyone saw the Seven-Leaf Demon Lord's face filled with terror as he turned into a silver streak, soaring toward the sky as if to evade the projectile's trajectory.

But he was too slow.

Or rather, Chen Zheng's ancient cannon was too fast!

It moved so swiftly that neither the naked eye nor spiritual perception could catch it, as if it had crossed the bounds of time and space and struck the Seven-Leaf Demon Lord directly.

"Ah!"

A harrowing wail tore through the heavens.

In everyone's eyes, a huge hole opened in the Seven-Leaf Demon Lord's chest, and like a kite with its string cut, he plummeted from the sky.

"This..."

The white-bearded old man, the Piao Piao Yun Piao Yun, the dozen Heavenly Demon Kings, all turned pale with shock, like a flock of roosters whose throats had been grasped, unable to speak, only a dry rasp in their throats.

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At this moment, everyone's only thought was: what kind of Shentong does Chen Zheng's Bronze Ancient Cannon possess?

The Seven-Leaf Demon Lord is a Tianming King of the Unity Realm!

Shentong Sixth Level, all laws converge into one!

At this realm, the various Shentong arrays cultivated at the Fifth-level Shentong Tianren Realm are merged together.

If the Tianren Realm's Shentong arrays fight separately, the Unity Realm consolidates all Shentong into one, multiplying combat power.

Every gesture radiates boundless might.

Yet this powerhouse was struck by Chen Zheng's Third-level Shentong cannon, leaving him utterly powerless!

Such a terrifying outcome is truly inconceivable, completely surpassing everyone's imagination.

Even without relying on any artifact, surpassing three realms to defeat an enemy is something no one has even heard of.

Even Yan Shuiyi and Chi Rongtian, reincarnations of ancient divine beings, or Hua Tian, who practices the Great Strength divine skill, could not achieve it.

Chen Zheng can truly be said to have broken new ground and become a legend!

How could he not astonish everyone?

Clack clack clack!

Chen Zheng paid no mind to how the crowd was stunned; step by step he approached the Seven-Leaf Demon Lord, his footsteps unusually clear in the silent world.

"Spare... spare my life, I am the son of the Nine Yin Demon God; I can be your dog, do anything for you."

The Seven-Leaf Demon Lord, after all, was at the Unified Realm; unlike Immortal Fushou, who was blasted into nothingness, he was still pallid, gravely wounded to the point he could not even hold his sword, and he barely crawled to his knees, pleading for mercy to the approaching Chen Zheng.

But the look buried deep in his eyes was full of resentment and venom.

Moreover, beneath his supporting right hand appeared a talisman, silently gathering the magical energy that Chen Zheng had shattered with a single blast.

It is the "Great Light-Time Talisman" forged by his uncle, the Nine Yang Demon God; if he can delay even a moment to accumulate enough power, he can activate the talisman, fixing this space‑time and slowing the flow of time.

When that moment comes, Chen Zheng will let him carve him up!

"You plan to feign surrender and then use a trump card to kill me?" Chen Zheng's calm voice rang out.

The Seven-Leaf Demon Lord was so frightened that his soul seemed to leave his body.

Before he could react, he saw Chen Zheng snap his fingers, and a strand of fierce qi surged forward.

The fierce qi rolled onto the talisman pressed under his right hand, snatching the Great Light-Time Talisman away.

The talisman fell into Chen Zheng's hand.

"How could you possibly know I have the Great Light-Time Talisman? Impossible!"

The Seven-Leaf Demon Lord let out a desperate howl, his whole body drained of strength, collapsing limp on the ground.

(End of chapter)