Chapter 374: Cultivation-to-Void Combat Power (Bonus Chapter—Requesting Moon Tickets)

The Sword Realm is not large.

At least, with Fang Xing's current spiritual sense, he could easily envelop it entirely.

Thus, besides the giant cauldron, he also saw a mutilated corpse at the bottom of the lake beside the Lake Heart Island.

A jade token threaded with gold filigree lay beside the corpse, long since drained of all luster.

At the same time, he saw the ancient demon sealed within the crystal.

A flying sword pierced the ancient demon's chest, its aura nearly that of a true sixth-rank weapon!

"A sixth-rank flying sword? Probably the core flying sword of a Cultivation-to-Void sword cultivator… who would leave behind their core sword?"

Old Master Xue's face filled with astonishment: "Still a fifth-rank peak flying sword from the Soul Sword Sect—gained some unfathomable fortune and barely ascended?"

"It must be the second scenario."

Immortal Qin spoke, her voice crisp.

"The ancient demon… and the 'Seven Stars Primordial Celestial Sword'?"

Immortal Yu's gaze fixed on the bronze cauldron: "A treasure from the Immortal Mansion—could this also be a vial of Divine Transformation Spirit Ointment?"

Holding the Nine Mysteries Demon-Slaying Sword, he turned to the Array Spirit: "Every moment delayed makes the ancient demon more dangerous… Shall we act now and slay it?"

"Naturally…"

The Array Spirit had barely answered when two crimson lights ignited within the crystal.

"Trouble!"

Immortal Fu let out a cry, burning a talisman in his hand that turned into a gentle breeze, enveloping everyone with a purifying, soul-cleansing aura: "What a formidable ancient demon—its gaze alone carries spiritual assault, seeking to lure us into demonic corruption! Fortunately, I still had a fifth-rank 'Pure Heart Talisman'!"

Crack!

Crack!

Before Immortal Fu could finish boasting, cracks began spreading across the crystal.

Dark, heavy demonic energy seeped from the fissures, causing all flowers in the Sword Realm to wither and all things to rot…

"What a formidable demon—could this be 'True Demon Energy'?"

Fang Xing's true body pinched a wisp of demonic energy between his fingers, sensing it closely.

"Too late."

The Array Spirit's expression changed: "Sword, come!"

Above the heavens, countless flying swords spun, forming a vortex of sword qi.

"Qingdou, Hu Jiao, Zilian!"

Three fifth-rank flying swords descended in crossing arcs, piercing into the crystal.

Boom!

A violent explosion rang out.

Infinite sword qi surged and stabbed against the purple-black scales, only to scatter helplessly.

A towering ancient demon now stood in place, its entire body covered in scales, hair wild, and a single horn jutting from its brow.

Though a sword still pierced its chest, it remained ferocious, grasping the Qingdou and Hu Jiao flying swords in both hands, then opening its mouth.

Sssssch!

A purple tongue, bristling with barbs like a steel whip, whipped out and coiled around the Zilian Sword.

Terrifying True Demon Energy surged skyward, nearly altering the heavens, filling the Sword Realm with storm clouds.

"What a True Demon… but alas, having come to the mortal realm, even a Cultivation-to-Void powerhouse must descend to Divine Transformation!"

A drop of crimson blood appeared on Immortal Fu's fingertip—his divine art of drawing talismans midair.

But this time, the talisman he drew was a blood talisman!

"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Demon-Slaying Talisman!"

The blood talisman shot forth, instantly summoning celestial demon-eradicating energy that transformed into searing thunder, crashing down.

Crack!

Vast clouds collapsed, revealing the ancient demon's true form.

Waves of demon-slaying divine thunder struck the ancient demon, inflicting horrific wounds.

But in the next instant, those wounds healed instantly, as if never wounded at all.

"True Demon Body, Immortal Regeneration Art!"

Old Master Xue sucked in a sharp breath: "No wonder even ancient great-spirit cultivators could never kill it—only seal it… so this demon has already forged such a True Demon Body?"

He formed a sword seal—clearly a Divine Transformation Sword Sovereign!

"Draw!"

Old Master Xue cried out sharply; his peachwood sword shot forth like a dragon, leaving only a slender thread of sword qi that shattered True Demon Energy—this was the Fifth Stage of Sword Dao: One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Methods!

To wield such an ultimate sword art, Old Master Xue was likely the most powerful among the three Divine Transformation cultivators.

The fifth-rank peachwood flying sword, brimming with exorcism and demon-destroying power, struck the ancient demon hard, carving off several scales.

Yet the sword wounds faded rapidly, vanishing…

"Even my One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Methods cannot break this Immortal Regeneration?"

Old Master Xue was utterly stunned.

Fang Xing remained calm—he knew no matter how powerful an art, it still depends on cultivation and realm…

Even a prodigy among Nascent Soul True Lords who could wield One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Methods would still fail against even a casual spell from a Cultivation-to-Void powerhouse…

This ancient demon was undoubtedly a former Cultivation-to-Void entity—though its cultivation had fallen, its insight remained intact.

He could be counted among the true apex figures of the cultivation world.

Had it been easily slain by One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Methods, the Soul Sword Sect would never have been destroyed.

At that moment!

A streak of sword light shot forth—it was the Nine Mysteries Demon-Slaying Sword!

"Demon-Slaying Sword?"

The ancient demon emitted a spiritual sense ripple for the first time, speaking in the language of the cultivation world.

Its form grew hazy, retreating backward as nine demonic avatars simultaneously appeared.

Clearly, it feared the Nine Mysteries Demon-Slaying Sword and dared not meet it with its True Demon Body.

"Cut!"

Immortal Yu's expression turned solemn; he murmured incantations, silver runes appearing in his eyes, transforming into two strange beams of light.

On the square blade of the Nine Mysteries Demon-Slaying Sword, a series of runes ignited one after another, piercing into the void beside it.

Puff!

The nine demonic shadows vanished instantly; a few drops of True Demon blood dripped from the void.

"Excellent sword art… excellent sword…"

The ancient demon's deep spiritual voice echoed; a streak of purple light suddenly escaped from its tongue—it was the Zilian Sword!

On the ancient demon's whip-like tongue, a sword wound bled steadily.

Though a layer of demonic light still clung to the wound, struggling to heal it, the process was painfully slow—clearly, it was being suppressed.

"Sword, come!"

As the Array Spirit roared, the two fifth-rank flying swords in the ancient demon's grasp writhed violently, finally breaking free as twin beams of light, joining Zilian to form the Three Talismans Sword Array.

"The Dao gives birth to One; One gives birth to Two; Two gives birth to Three; Three gives birth to Ten Thousand Things!"

The Array Spirit chanted as the river of sword qi reappeared; within the Three Talismans Sword Array, the three fifth-rank flying swords shimmered, transforming into countless sword shadows—like ten thousand swords firing at once, crashing down!

The boy holding the Nine Mysteries Demon-Slaying Sword prepared to strike again, but his spiritual sense stirred—he suddenly froze, a look of shock crossing his face.

How swift were the thoughts of a Divine Transformation Sovereign?

These few exchanges had been lightning-fast—mere blinks of an eye.

The bronze cauldron and the Divine Transformation Spirit Ointment, flung into the air when the ancient demon broke free, still hovered midair, untouched!

But now—

Two figures flashed.

It was Fang Xing's true body, acting directly, seizing the bronze cauldron.

His cultivation avatar's sword light flickered, reaching for the "Divine Transformation Spirit Ointment."

Qing!

A string of qin music sounded; a phantom realm descended.

Fang Xing's cultivation avatar chuckled softly; his sword light flashed, slicing through the illusion.

"One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Methods?"

Immortal Qin held the silver vial of Divine Transformation Spirit Ointment, slightly surprised.

"You three… have gone too far!"

Immortal Fu snorted: "With the ancient demon before us, you still dare such selfish acts? You're no better than beasts!"

"Heh…" Fang Xing shook his head. "I'm a man of consistency. I said I'd help resolve the ancient demon—I will. But… I don't trust you."

These cultivators called themselves allies, but were more like enemies ready to stab you in the back at any moment!

Their bottom line was far too flexible!

So Fang Xing chose—no bottom line at all!

As he spoke, a talisman and a streak of sword light struck toward him.

Fang Xing raised his hand; the Great Sun Tathagata Phantasm appeared, forming the Sun Wheel Seal, the Great Sun Dharma Realm expanding outward to envelop his cultivation avatar.

Then…

A flash of silver light, and he and his cultivation avatar vanished.

"How is this possible?"

The youthful Feather Heavenly Sovereign lost his composure for the first time: "Such a high-grade spatial teleportation… Array Spirit, did you deliberately let them escape?"

Within the quasi-Sixth-Rank "Slaying God and Demonic Sword Array," the Feather Heavenly Sovereign did not believe a Fifth-Rank body cultivator could teleport directly through space.

Not even with a high-grade spatial talisman could this be done!

"A treasure from the Immortal Mansion?"

In the next instant, the Ancient Demon roared, its eyes filled with blood as it stared at the empty space where Fang Xing had vanished: "You… are doomed!"

It suddenly let out a roar.

Within this roar, countless complex, archaic demonic languages overlapped, forming incantations.

Behind the ancient demon, a faintly visible void opened, and threads of True Demonic Qi poured in from beyond countless layers of void space!

"Void Refinement!"

"Directly drawing True Demonic Qi from the Grand Void!"

"Beware—this demon was once a Void Refinement powerhouse; it retains some of its divine abilities… It forcibly employs Void Refinement techniques—it cannot last long…"

Next instant.

Terrifying demonic light pierced heaven and earth, shattering the Sword Realm into fragments…

…

Main Universe.

"Black Death God, activate!"

Fang Xing's true body arrived at the factory and entered the Black Death God directly.

Whoosh!

Countless neural clusters connected to him, and then… the terrible corruption began!

This corruption came from both will and flesh!

"The War God-class mecha… truly is different…"

Fang Xing silently sighed.

His will had coalesced into the Solar Divine Core, impervious to all evils.

His body, tempered by the "Nine Sources Star Forge Secret Art," had reached the proficient stage, rivaling a War God!

War God-level will! War God-level physique!

In Fang Xing's third eye, the Solar Divine Core turned slowly, his will permeating every inch of his body.

"My heart is a blazing sun; my body is eternal!"

A sudden enlightenment surged within him—the long-understood martial will secret pattern, "Nameless Diagram," instantly ascended to Master rank!

Vast, overwhelming will surged skyward, forming intricate, precise martial will secret patterns that fused perfectly with the Black Death God.

At that moment, Fang Xing raised his hand and realized he had become the Black Death God—immense power surged through every part of his body!

"Time to go."

From the back of the Black Death God mecha, countless pale bone spikes pierced through the armor, continuously growing… forming a pair of bone wings!

With a gentle flutter of the wings, he shattered the factory's defenses and reached the atmosphere.

Then, after a few flashes, countless satellites lost all trace of him.

…

Cultivation World.

Yuan Shen Sword Sect's mountain gate.

Inside the "Slaying God and Demonic Sword Array."

A flash of silver light.

Fang Xing's form, riding the Black Death God, appeared silently!

His martial will surged powerfully—he saw everything clearly.

Outside the Yuan Shen Sword Sect, the Nascent Soul True Lords cowered like quails—some scavenging treasures, others fleeing far away, trying to escape this apocalyptic battle!

"The Sword Realm… is gone."

Fang Xing murmured, gazing at the central battlefield.

The Feather Heavenly Sovereign held the Nine Mystical Demonic-Slaying Sword, his body wrapped in countless runes, jointly attacking the Ancient Demon with the much more ethereal Array Spirit.

But behind the Ancient Demon, the Grand Void had been torn open, forming an unfathomable black hole.

From within the black hole, an endless stream of True Demonic Qi poured forth, flowing into the Ancient Demon's body.

The other three Nascent Soul cultivators had long since vanished.

"Has the 'Slaying God and Demonic Sword Array' been half-destroyed?"

Fang Xing murmured.

At this moment, the Array Spirit and the Feather Heavenly Sovereign's spiritual senses had also detected Fang Xing.

Though separated by the mecha, they recognized Fang Xing's true body at once—and even… sensed that after piloting this colossal puppet, Fang Xing's aura had reached a terrifying level.

"You've arrived just in time! This demon communicates with the Grand Void, continuously drawing True Demonic Qi… its power is invincible; we are no match! The Divine Talisman sect's comrades have already fallen!"

The Feather Heavenly Sovereign's expression was grave: "If we cannot destroy it, this demon will soon return to Void Refinement—then we shall all perish without even a grave."

No matter what plans he had before, now that the Ancient Demon had suddenly erupted, even displaying power capable of easily slaying Mid-Nascent Soul and even Late-Nascent Soul cultivators, the Feather Heavenly Sovereign knew he could only unite all cultivators to reseal the demon.

"Indeed… Void Refinement cultivators can communicate with the Grand Void… channeling the radiation of the Dao…"

Fang Xing stared at the black hole behind the Ancient Demon—endless True Demonic Qi replenished it, granting the demon limitless power.

But now, the "black hole" itself drew Fang Xing's attention even more.

"Indeed… True Demonic Qi is radiating through countless layers of space-time…"

"No!"

"It should be said that a thread of Daoic power, refracted through countless layers of void space, suffers no loss whatsoever; even the overflowed aura becomes boundless True Demonic Qi… Is this the True Demonic Dao, or the Dao of Demons?"

Fang Xing now wore armor—his true power had reached the Tenth Realm of the Main Universe!

In the cultivation world, this was Void Refinement!

Thus, he could perceive the mysteries within that black hole—and was deeply entranced by them.

"Hand over the Immortal Mansion treasure!"

The Ancient Demon, seeing Fang Xing, its eyes turned crimson; countless True Demonic phantoms materialized around it, preparing to unleash a great technique.

"Too bad… you have not truly returned to Void Refinement!"

Fang Xing looked at the Ancient Demon, a trace of regret rising in his heart.

This Void Refinement Ancient Demon had fallen from his realm and been sealed for years; now, barely opening the Grand Void, he relied on his former realm. Even as he frantically absorbed True Demonic Qi, he still lacked a single thread to reach Void Refinement.

That single thread might be broken in hours.

But right now, it was the difference between heaven and earth!

"You may die."

Fang Xing sighed, his consciousness connecting with the "Heart of Death" on the mecha.

A strange radiance formed on the mecha's massive hand, then slammed forward.

CRACK!

Under this palm, space collapsed directly!

Moreover, the collapse of space triggered a domino effect, spreading outward relentlessly.

Space shattered continuously; a vacuum storm quietly formed!

This was the palm that shattered vacuum!

"Why is the Tenth Realm of the Main Universe called 'Planet-Slaying' power?"

"In truth, a Void Refinement powerhouse can easily kill all humans on a planet, perhaps even destroy its surface ecology—but destroying the planet itself is extremely difficult!"

"The only way is to pry open the rules. The power of the Tenth Realm can shatter space, then amplify and expand through the collapse of space itself… ultimately destroying heaven and earth!"

WHOOSH!

Space shattered; boundless vacuum storms erupted, instantly engulfing the Ancient Demon!

Though the Ancient Demon, relying on his deep realm, activated a secret technique to barely open the Grand Void, he could not truly shatter space.

After all, his realm remained at Nascent Soul peak.

His technique now seemed invincible, but secretly demanded a terrible cost—he was fighting to the death.

He cried out in alarm; countless demonic shadows were sucked into the vacuum storm and instantly dissolved.

Then, the storm fully swallowed his body and everything else…

Update tomorrow morning will be late

(End of Chapter)