Chapter 711

“Pan Wu… sleeps within me…”

“Pan Wu… within any human body, within heaven and earth, within the hearts of all living things…”

The demon sect’s leader, elevated to the First Rank of “End Existence,” his thoughts scattered like torn curtains…

Then…

A vortex appeared above the Island of Death.

At first, it was merely a whirlpool, devouring the clouds around it.

Then… a dark shadow emerged at the vortex’s core, coalescing steadily into the form of the demon sect’s leader.

“Pan Wu…”

He let out a roar, wild with madness.

No—he was already mad…

…

“Hah… this is the First Rank of the demon sect?”

At the island’s center, upon the altar.

Wu Kuangtu stared at the demon sect’s leader, his eyes blazing with fierce battle lust: “Good, good… this aura surpasses even the former Number One of Bai Ying.”

“Fight me!”

He became a blur, lunging toward the demon sect’s leader.

Yet the demon sect’s leader reached out and seized— a miniature vortex appeared, its immense gravity yanking a Void Realm cultivator helplessly into the air, captured by the “vortex.”

Crack!

The vortex’s tearing force multiplied a thousandfold, instantly severing the Void Realm cultivator’s limbs.

“End…”

The demon sect’s leader’s eyes flickered with a sliver of clarity— as if tormenting and devouring such martial masters was his only cure.

A Void Realm cultivator’s life force equaled tens of thousands of ordinary humans.

And as a newly born End Existence, he was already ravenously hungry.

Shhh!

A shadow flashed—he appeared beside the now limbless Void Realm cultivator, ready to consume his vitality and life essence…

“Demon sect… even if I die, I won’t let you live.”

Suddenly, strands of strange gray-white substance seeped from the Void Realm cultivator’s blood.

The demon sect’s leader’s expression twisted into something grotesque.

Even half-mad, he recoiled in disgust, flinging the corpse away.

▲￠O

The corpse had curled into a ball, like a mummy, or rotten wood—crumble at the slightest touch.

Theoretically, a Void Realm master’s body was forged through countless trials, terrifyingly resilient—even kiln-fired for days would not turn it to ash.

It was the state of “incorruptible flesh, indestructible gold.”

To suddenly rot away was deeply abnormal.

“Ming Bao Poison Body…”

The demon sect’s leader suddenly remembered something and roared.

…

“Hmm?”

Li Wei also witnessed this, his expression wry: “I’ve spread this scripture through various channels, but I never expected a Grand Master would actually study it…”

“Probably just luck—he might’ve sought it to break through or create a technique… absorbing all under heaven, deliberately studying obscure, fringe arts… then casually practiced it.”

Fang Xing offered a measured guess.

Sure enough, the next moment, Grand Master Lie Shan was seized by the demon sect’s leader and thrown into the vortex.

This one clearly hadn’t practiced the relevant art—his screams faded as his vitality drained rapidly, feeding the End Existence.

The demon sect’s leader’s madness receded somewhat; he spotted Wu Kuangtu flying toward him.

Soo!

A streak of light shot forth, like a falling meteor, a white rainbow piercing the sun.

The demon sect’s leader raised his hand and caught a complete token.

“Demon Sect Leader… you’re worthy to be the first to challenge me.”

Wu Kuangtu laughed loudly, his posture wildly arrogant.

Combined with his words, it was unbearably boastful.

“This Wu Kuangtu… is he insane? Does he still think this is his martial tournament?”

Li Wei, witnessing this, had no words left.

“No—this is his true self as a martial supreme being. No matter what cataclysm occurs, his own existence remains paramount.”

Fang Xing replied calmly.

As the two spoke, the supreme experts of Bai Ying and Da Luo had already clashed.

Boom!

In heaven and earth, a vortex rolled, sucking in vast streams of qi.

On Wu Kuangtu’s side, monstrous beast shadows

Appeared.

Liiii!

With a piercing shriek that tore through clouds and sky, a terrifying two-headed eagle beast appeared behind Wu Kuangtu, its posture matching his Eagle Claw technique in a ferocious lunge.

But as the two-headed eagle shadow plunged into the vortex, a torrent of darkness surged forth, engulfing the beast shadow.

Then… the two-headed eagle beast let out a mournful cry, its aura weakening further.

Finally, it shrank into a speck the size of a sesame seed and vanished into the vortex.

Roar! Roar!

“So the End Force… combines the effects of ‘Eternal Dark Marquis’ and ‘Primordial Void Lord’? A dark vortex?”

Though arrogant, Wu Kuangtu’s martial wisdom was boundless—he had already glimpsed the End’s nature in a single move.

He changed claw to palm; behind him, the shadow of a monstrous bear appeared.

This monstrous bear bore a stark-white lightning mark on its chest, its right arm massively thick, its huge paw slamming down, wrapped in thunder and spatial force!

Puff!

Darkness shattered under thunder, revealing the massive vortex.

The vortex rolled, continuously absorbing surrounding space, even nullifying

Wu Kuangtu’s Void power entirely.

“Hah… good! Only such an opponent can threaten my life!”

Wu Kuangtu’s eyes blazed; he closed the distance instantly.

For a martial artist, the strongest weapon is always one’s own body.

But close combat is a matter of inches—dangerous, perilous… one misstep, and death follows.

Bo!

His body shot like a cannonball into the vortex, causing it to collapse and explode, revealing the demon sect’s leader’s true form behind it.

“Kill!”

Wu Kuangtu’s eyes turned crimson, each strike a lethal blow.

The demon sect’s leader flipped his palm, blocked Wu Kuangtu’s open-handed strike, then drove one arm straight through his chest.

Seeing this, the demon sect’s leader smiled faintly: “I am… no longer who I was.”

Splash!

A stream of oil-black liquid erupted from the demon sect’s leader’s chest, like ink, staining Wu Kuangtu’s entire body and the surrounding void—a dark ocean spreading endlessly…

“No… Wu Kuangtu cannot die here—not

at the hands of the End!”

Li Wei, witnessing this, could no longer hold back—he flashed upward.

He flicked his finger; a battle qi formed into a tortoise and snake, coiled together like Xuanwu.

Xuanwu roared, its dragon claws tearing violently into the dark ocean.

Beyond Li Wei, the Knight Evelyne and several other contestants simultaneously attacked the demon sect’s leader—they understood the peril of isolation and acted to aid.

Splash! Splash!

The black sea boiled and exploded.

The towering black waves drowned the Xuanwu shadow whole…

Li Wei instantly felt a force of unimaginable magnitude slam into him, hurling him deep into the earth.

Simultaneously, a terrifying spiritual shockwave surged through his mind—had his strength been weaker, his soul would have been obliterated.

“No?”

He turned his gaze—and saw Evelyne and the other masters swallowed by the black waves, like pebbles dropped into a lake.

Only faint ripples stirred—then silence.

“Evelyne…”

Thinking of the female knight, whom he had met only once and whose heroic bearing had left an impression, now lost beyond hope, Li Wei sighed inwardly.

His battle aura erupted, mingled with internal strength, fused into one, yet harmonized as Taiji.

Then, his entire body transformed into a shooting star, soaring straight into the heavens.

At this moment, Wu Kuangtu also tore through the black sea and stepped forth from within.

On his chest was a grotesque wound; he stared at Li Wei, his gaze darkening: “The Western knightly system, the Eastern Zhenwu tradition… you’ve walked both paths simultaneously—and reached their absolute limits. At your age, this is unthinkable—unless… you’ve gained that one stroke of destiny.”

Li Wei’s heart jolted, but then he grew calm.

Having cultivated to this point, he now possessed unwavering confidence against any master of this age.

Except the End Existence!

“Isn’t the current situation supposed to be about preventing the End’s arrival?”

Li Wei spoke.

Wu Kuangtu turned his gaze back to the black sea.

The vast black ocean still writhed and contracted—clearly, the combined attacks of the strong warriors, coupled with Wu Kuangtu’s escape, had not left it untouched.

“So hungry…”

A sensation of hunger emanated from the black sea.

Splash!

Upon the sea’s surface, the Cult Leader’s figure emerged—unscathed.

But the clarity in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by an indescribable madness.

Behind him, an obscure shadow slowly took form.

It was a humanoid shape!

‘It’ stood towering, like Pan Wu who had sundered heaven and earth, muscles coiled and glowing with primordial hue.

Merely standing there, it seemed the very embodiment of the world and destruction.

Had its features not been blurred and its eyes tightly shut, the sheer impact might have instantly shattered Wu Kuangtu and Li Wei’s will to fight.

“What… kind of being is that? The more it approaches madness, the stronger it becomes?”

Wu Kuangtu murmured.

“Pan Wu, the Demon Sovereign!”

Li Wei, however, spoke slowly, clearly identifying the humanoid: “Though a Rank-One ‘End Existence’ still cannot serve as a vessel for full revival… partial infiltration of its subconscious is still possible.”

Splash!

As the shadow of ‘Pan Wu, the Demon Sovereign’ appeared, the black sea instantly expanded a millionfold, engulfing the entire Death Island.

“Ah!”

On the island, martial masters, before they could react, were swallowed by the thick, viscous black sea, emitting only desperate cries.

The End had come for these martial masters!

This only further fueled the black sea’s expansion…

“Bad… the Cult Leader may have succeeded in ascending, becoming an End Existence—but he remains merely in infancy…”

“If too much End energy is consumed, he will inevitably grow…”

Li Wei, surrounded by the protective aura of Xuanwu, his face grim: “Master… please… save us…”