Chapter 611

The night was deep.

A full moon hung high in the vast sky, casting its bright, clear radiance everywhere.

Yu Liancheng, dressed in loose robes, yawned as he walked out of a palace, feeling refreshed and full of energy.

This had originally been the sleeping quarters of a certain Feudatory King of Dongying. Now that the Dongying imperial lineage had been severed following the "Romance of the City-Toppling Blade," even if there were still branches scattered across Dongying, they could only bow and submit under Yu Liancheng's peerless martial might. Today, more than half of Dongying lay at his feet, left for him to command. Of course, Hayato Tianyin had also contributed significantly to this.

Hayato Tianyin had currently gained control over the Xuanhua Organization and the Hidden Sword Stream. Although the top echelons of these two major forces had all died at the hands of Yu Liancheng, they were, after all, large and well-established organizations with deep foundations.

Under the operations of these two major forces, there was mostly no need for Yu Liancheng to take action himself.

Yu Liancheng could, of course, see through Hayato Tianyin's thoughts; although that fellow had lost his will for revenge, he was equally possessed of great ambition.

And since he himself would eventually leave Dongying, he would eventually need to put forward someone to govern it. If Hayato Tianyin did not court death, this burden would eventually fall upon him.

At this moment, Hayato Tianyin hurried over to report the latest situation from various parts of Dongying to Yu Liancheng. Although most forces had been pacified, a few still put up a desperate resistance.

Of course, this was nothing more than a cornered beast fighting for its life.

"Today is the full moon. The Great Demon God's Four Absolutes of the Universe can exert their peak combat power. I imagine he will finally stop acting like a turtle hiding its head."

Yu Liancheng did not care about Hayato Tianyin's report. He looked up at the starry night sky, seeing the full moon like a silver plate, its clear radiance scattered everywhere, and could not help but feel a sense of anticipation.

"City Lord Yu, what did you say..." Just as Hayato Tianyin was feeling puzzled, he suddenly felt a pressure so immense it could not be added to, surging over like a continuous tide.

Instantly, Hayato's expression stiffened.

He slowly turned his head and immediately saw a tall figure standing on the roof ridge.

Hayato Tianyin practiced the Ten Thousand Ways of the Forest, which included many external martial arts, so his physique was taller than that of an ordinary person.

But compared to this man, he was still two heads shorter. Moreover, that man carried an aura that dominated all living things, sweeping across heaven and earth. It was as if everything before him was as small as an ant, not worth mentioning.

That head of crimson hair hung loose, like a mass of burning flames. The starlight and moonlight spilled over his muscles, which rose and fell like mountains, revealing unparalleled explosive power and filling the air with a sense of oppression. Even though he was just standing there simply, he seemed like a God or Demon stepping out from ancient times, possessing the power to overturn heaven and earth and cause shock.

"Good disciple, today is the time to pay the price for your betrayal." A voice rang out, pulling Hayato Tianyin from his wordless shock.

Only then did Hayato Tianyin discover that the Great Master, Xiao Aoshi, was actually there as well.

Yet this Great Master, who looked down upon all living things, appeared insignificant before that God-and-Demon-like existence.

At this moment, the Great Master's complexion was slightly pale; clearly, after several days of adjustment, he had still not recovered to his peak state.

And precisely because he saw the Great Master, Hayato Tianyin suddenly understood that the man beside him, who was like a God or Demon, must be the legendary Great Demon God, Xiao Jingtian.

"Yu Liancheng, I am Xiao Jingtian, here to take your life."

The God-and-Demon-like man spoke slowly, his grand voice resounding through the palace, like bursts of muffled thunder exploding, erupting with a massive echo like a mountain collapse or a tsunami.

Yet no one could perceive that hidden within this echo was a volcanic, erupting rage.

Yu Liancheng ignored Xiao Jingtian and patted Hayato Tianyin on the shoulder: "No need to worry, it's not as if you haven't seen this Xiao Jingtian before."

"I have seen him?" Hayato Tianyin was confused.

But he could be certain that with the Great Demon God's aura and physique, if he had seen him once, he would never be able to forget it. Yet before today, he had not the slightest impression.

"Heh, do you know of the Heaven's Cry?" Yu Liancheng said.

Hayato Tianyin asked in confusion: "The Heaven's Cry that legend says records all the secrets of the past and present."

"Correct, the Heaven's Cry is in my hands. Come, let me let you savor the Great Demon God's 'peerless demeanor' once more." Yu Liancheng chuckled, and an ancient character appeared between his brows.

As the character flickered, it cast a dazzling radiance, forming a scene.

"Spare my life, Great Master! Spare my life, Great Master! Spare my life, Great Master..."

In the scene, a slightly thin woodcutter was kowtowing and begging for mercy before Yu Liancheng and Hayato Tianyin. With every kowtow, he shouted, "Spare my life, Great Master."

Just as Hayato Tianyin and Xiao Aoshi were both bewildered, Yu Liancheng laughed: "Look, how readily the Great Demon God kowtows, how smoothly he begs for mercy; he is truly a worthy turtle-son."

Hayato Tianyin finally reacted, but he was also shocked to the extreme: "This... this woodcutter... is the Great Demon God..."

He could never have imagined that this Demon God, who looked capable of destroying heaven and earth, would be a woodcutter who, to save his life, would not hesitate to discard his dignity and kowtow repeatedly to beg for mercy?

"Damn it!

"

There was no need for Yu Liancheng to answer; the Great Demon God's surging Qi and Blood erupted like a volcano, which was enough to prove that what was said was not false.

Several days ago, Xiao Jingtian had knelt and begged Yu Liancheng for mercy, a fact he considered a disgrace, and even his brother, Xiao Aoshi, did not know of it.

But he had not truly taken it to heart; after all, the one kowtowing and begging for mercy was the woodcutter Zhang San, what did that have to do with the Great Demon God?

But he had not expected that his disguise had long been seen through by Yu Liancheng, who had also intentionally humiliated him at the time and used the Heaven's Cry to record everything, causing him to lose all face today.

Thinking of this, his rage grew even more intense, such that even if all the waters of the five lakes and four seas were poured out, they could not extinguish it.

The Great Demon God let out a roar, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi gathered in his body in an almost endless stream.

For him, cultivation had no meaning; as long as it was night, the entire world was his source of power, inexhaustible and unfailing.

He stomped his legs, which were as thick as pillars supporting the sky, instantly erupting with a force capable of splitting mountains and seas, and the entire palace collapsed with a bang beneath his feet. He shot out, pulled back his right arm, and swung his fist directly. Countless bolts of lightning exploded on his fist, illuminating the night sky; the fist force was heaven-shaking—it was precisely the "Hibernating Thunder Fist Momentum" of the Four Absolutes of the Universe.

The Four Absolutes of the Universe was an incomparably tyrannical external martial art, intercepting the four forces of wind, thunder, fire, and rain, which mutually generated and restrained each other, for one's own use. With these four forces combined, they not only complemented each other in yin and yang but were also in a state of Endless Life, and their vastness had long since crossed the boundaries of humanity. This move, "Hibernating Thunder Fist Momentum," was an extremely tyrannical technique within the Thunder Absolute.

In the original timeline, it was precisely by relying on this punch that the Great Demon God had almost completely slaughtered all the experts of the Xuanhua Organization and the Hidden Sword Stream.

A layer of soft armor had unknowingly covered Yu Liancheng's entire body, and even his palms were covered by a pair of gauntlets. This was transformed from the Ten Thousand Ways of the Infinite, capable of unleashing his power in a more violent and formidable manner. He clenched his five fingers into a fist and, using the Earthly Mahamudra, similarly drew upon the power of heaven and earth, transforming it into a punch that was strong enough to dominate the world, and blasted it out wildly.

Boom!

Boom-boom-boom!

The two fists collided, and a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering impact rang out. The entire world seemed to lose its color, and time and space lost their meaning in that instant, as if turning into the most primitive chaos. Space cracked open with black fissures, and within each fissure, it seemed as if the most violent fist intent was lurking.

After a momentary stalemate, a ripple of energy swept out majestically with the two of them at the center. One palace after another was the first to emit a continuous cracking sound, splitting into thousands of fissures in an instant, and then, amidst a loud, rumbling crash, they collapsed one after another, with large chunks of rock flowing away like a torrent.

Amidst the trembling of heaven and earth, the two struck again. In an instant, they had already exchanged ten, a hundred, a thousand moves... The Great Demon God's fists struck out like a violent storm, and lightning and fire almost drowned his fists. As an external martial arts expert who had cultivated the Four Absolutes of the Universe to the pinnacle, Xiao Jingtian disdained any external objects; his fists and feet were his best weapons.

On the night of the full moon, the Great Demon God's cultivation reached its peak state. He reckoned that even at his dead old man's peak, he could win in a fight. However, it was a pity that Yu Liancheng went tit-for-tat with him; fists, palms, fingers, and claws were all used with ease, but without exception, they were all powerful techniques, as if every strike came whistling with the weight of a mountain, and they were actually not inferior to his own.

The two's exchange was so fast it was dizzying.

Fists and feet collided constantly, and the terrifying roaring sound alone was enough to make an expert of Hayato Tianyin's level feel their spirit shaken and their Qi and Blood boiling.

Ordinary first or second-rate experts might even have their livers and gallbladders shattered, dying from bleeding from their seven orifices.

"As expected, this Great Demon God has cultivated the Four Absolutes of the Universe to their peak, and since today is the night of the full moon, it is difficult to defeat him by relying solely on external martial arts."

A thought stirred in Yu Liancheng's mind, and he already had a strategy to defeat the enemy.

One could see a look of evil and resentment suddenly appear on his handsome face, and demonic energy and baleful aura wrapped around him as if they were tangible.

He held his palm upright like a blade, lifting it high to the sky, as if he wanted to tear the night sky apart, or as if he were borrowing power from the heavens.

Swish!

The next moment, he slashed down abruptly.

With this slash, the demonic thoughts and baleful aura condensed into a tangible ribbon of energy, howling as it swept across the sky.

And these demonic thoughts and baleful aura transformed into countless lifelike, solidified human figures, covering the sky and earth, endless in number, appearing by the hundreds and thousands, instantly occupying the space for dozens of zhang around.

Among these human figures, men and women, old and young, peddlers and pawns, nobles and aristocrats, wandering knights and swordsmen were all included, a portrait of all living beings. Yet, these living beings were just like Yu Liancheng, having torn off the veil of hypocrisy to vent the ugliest side of their inner selves. Every face was filled with hatred and venom, and having completely lost their reason, they ignored everything and threw themselves at the Great Demon God in a swarm.

"Within these incarnations of demonic thoughts, there seems to be contained... blade techniques..."

The only spectators of this earth-shattering battle were the Great Master and Hayato Tianyin.

The Great Master was in no hurry to capture or kill the traitor Hayato Tianyin; the top priority at the moment was to eliminate Yu Liancheng. Once Yu Liancheng was dead, what did a mere Hayato Tianyin amount to?

Of course, this also had much to do with the fact that the Great Master's injuries had not yet healed; he was unwilling to waste his True Qi on Hayato Tianyin.

Although there were only two people watching the battle, there was no doubt that both were among the world's top experts, and their discernment was also extraordinary. They could certainly see that among the figures rushing forward, each had a different posture and speed. Some were as swift as meteors and lightning, some as elegant as drifting clouds on the horizon, and some as fierce as falling meteorites, with myriad variations.

Every figure further contained a strand of blade intent.

Using his body as a blade, he slashed toward the Great Demon God.

The blade intent of this move was endless, and as the blade Qi influenced, intersected, and overlapped with one another, its power was multiplied, which was inconceivable.

Even if the Great Master were to be caught in this blade strike, he would feel like a lone boat in a raging sea, facing the risk of being torn to pieces at any moment.

This move was precisely Myriad Evils Floating Life from the Myriad Ways Infinite.

But wanting to deal with the Great Demon God with this blade strike was, after all, a bit of wishful thinking.

With the Great Master's supreme external martial arts, even if blade Qi of this power were to slash him all over, it would at most leave behind only white marks.

One saw Xiao Jingtian use the Heaven Fire Scorches the Plains with his left hand, while his right hand transformed into the Nine Heavens Profound Wind. The fire took advantage of the wind's power, and the wind aided the fire's momentum. It transformed into a fire tornado, sweeping toward the countless Myriad Evils Floating Life.

In an instant, countless phantoms of floating life dissipated into nothingness within the fire tornado. Yet, a very small number of evil thoughts of floating life pierced through the fire dragon and pounced onto the body of the Great Demon God.

Every floating life was a strand of immensely powerful blade intent.

But just as the Great Master had guessed, the blade intent of the evil thoughts of floating life could not hurt the Great Demon God at all.

However, something unexpected happened.

As the blade intent was branded onto the Great Demon God, his body actually shook, and the move intent of the Nine Heavens Profound Wind and Heaven Fire Scorches the Plains simultaneously stalled, causing the originally fierce and vigorous fire tornado to suddenly appear somewhat withered.

And it was in this instant that more floating lives pounced onto the Great Demon God, with one strand of blade intent after another slashing out.

These blade intents still could not hurt the Great Demon God, but the Great Demon God's expression was constantly changing, appearing increasingly ferocious and angry, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

"Not good, the intent of this move is not to hurt Big Brother, but to use the demonic thoughts within the blade intent to disturb his mind."

The Great Master had keen discernment; as a bystander, he saw clearly and suddenly realized Yu Liancheng's goal.

Both the Great Demon God and the Great Master were dedicated to promoting the Great Calamity of a Thousand Autumns because they harbored resentment in their hearts.

The Great Master was slightly better off; by founding the Xuanhua Firm and the Hidden Sword Stream, he kept himself busy, and coupled with his ambition to dominate, he did not sink into hatred all day long.

But the Great Demon God spent his days in seclusion practicing martial arts, bent on revenge, and almost never communicated with others; the hatred in his heart grew stronger day by day, burning his inner self like a raging fire.

Previously, he had been provoked by Yu Liancheng, and his fighting spirit was wavering.

And every strand of blade intent in Myriad Evils Floating Life contained peerless demonic thoughts.

At this moment, it further stirred up the Great Demon God's hatred.

Sometimes, hatred is a sharp weapon.

But in a duel, hatred is more capable of blinding the mind.

The Great Master wanted to go and assist the Great Demon God, but he was already a step too late.

The "Heavenly Weeping" between Yu Liancheng's brows flashed with light, and incarnations different from the evil-thought figures appeared, each carrying a powerful aura.

A desolate-looking man in green clothes pinched a sword seal, and countless sword Qi condensed. It was as if thousands of Divine Swords had appeared abruptly, filling the field of vision, and the sword Qi covered the sky and earth as it enveloped the Great Demon God's body.

An old man in red clothes with white hair held a long sword; before the sword momentum was even unleashed, the void had already frozen, and the heavens, the universe, and the world all seemed to have stopped flowing. Following that, this sword in the frozen void stabbed fiercely into the Great Demon God's body.

Another middle-aged man appeared, and a box in front of him opened. Inside the box appeared weapons such as blades, swords, staffs, spears, and halberds, and these weapons decomposed and combined with each other, finally transforming into a tiger several zhang tall. It possessed both the domineering wildness of the king of all beasts and the sharp variations unique to weapons, and it pounced fiercely toward the Great Demon God.

One extraordinary figure after another emerged, and every figure represented a martial arts legend, representing a peerless technique of the world...

This was the ability of the Heavenly Weeping Scripture, capable of condensing the auras of the experts Yu Liancheng had encountered into the Heavenly Weeping, nurturing them with the energy of heaven and earth, and releasing the strongest strike at a critical moment. Yu Liancheng named this move "Shadow Retention and Form Transformation."

At this moment, the Great Demon God's fighting spirit was wavering, his mind was uneasy, his heart was filled with demonic and baleful energy, and he had been struck by the strongest attacks from over a dozen top experts; he was in extreme danger.

Boom, boom, boom!

The Great Demon God's body was pierced with hole after hole, tearing open countless bloody wounds, with blood flowing like a river, and sword Qi bloomed within them, flowing wantonly, almost turning him into a bloody man.

"Ah, ah, ah!

Damn you, Yu Liancheng!

"

The Great Demon God let out a roar, swinging his fists, exploding with countless sparks of light, and launched a desperate fight, his fist force surging. It was only with the Great Master's assistance that he finally did not perish under this "Shadow Retention and Form Transformation." And the look he cast at Yu Liancheng was filled with hatred, wishing he could tear him into a thousand pieces. Yet, hidden within, there was a trace of fear that was difficult to detect.

The Great Master said with a solemn expression: "Big Brother, let us strike together."

The Great Demon God was silent for a moment before taking the lead in launching an attack on Yu Liancheng, clearly tacitly agreeing to two against one. Before this, the reason the Great Master had not made a move was that the Great Demon God regarded all the experts in the world as nothing. He believed that in this full-moon state, no one was his match. But having suffered repeated heavy injuries, he had no choice but to put down his pride and join forces with the Great Master.

Soon, this pair of brothers launched a storm-like bombardment on Yu Liancheng.

"Hey, hey, hey, two against one is not the behavior of a hero."

Under the bombardment of the two peerless powerhouses, Yu Liancheng was actually still handling it with ease. Of course, this was also because both of them were seriously injured, with their strength remaining at only eight or nine tenths.

"However, I seem to have relied on the power of a Divine Sword previously as well. Fortunately, I am not a gentleman. But I can tell you very clearly, if you two join forces, you will end up regretting it."

Xiao Aoshi and Xiao Jingtian snorted coldly and charged at Yu Liancheng without hesitation.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, the three of them exchanged a flurry of blows. It was as if ten thousand bolts of lightning were shattering simultaneously; they replaced the power of heaven and earth with their own bodies, countless acupoints wide open, their own strength seemingly inexhaustible and infinite. They did not restrain their power, fighting to their hearts' content; there was nothing in heaven or on earth that could stop them.

A mere ten breaths of time.

The area within a ten-mile radius was as if bombarded by ten thousand cannonballs, turned into a scorched, apocalyptic wasteland.

Hayato Tianyin frowned deeply; in truth, he had wanted to step in and help Yu Liancheng many times.

This was not because he had been won over by Yu Liancheng, but because if Yu Liancheng lost, he would undoubtedly die as well.

But his strength was too far removed from the three of them; it was not on the same level at all. Participating rashly would result in nothing but death.

Moreover, in Hayato Tianyin's estimation, Yu Liancheng was by no means an incompetent or arrogant person.

Since he had recognized the Great Demon God earlier and had spared the Great Master many times during the pursuit,

he must have had a trump card to deal with the Great Master and the Great Demon God for acting in such a way.

Looking toward the battlefield, although Yu Liancheng was momentarily at a disadvantage under the joint efforts of the Great Demon God and the Great Master, he remained calm and composed, as if everything were under his control.

Just as the Great Master was about to reverse the flow of the Ten Thousand Ways of the Forest and unleash the "Four Tribulations Divine Light," his movements suddenly stalled, and a surging fire force erupted from within his body like a volcanic eruption.

"Ah!

"

Amidst the screams, scorching flames erupted from the Great Master's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and the surrounding space was scorched and distorted. The Great Demon God looked on in shock; this fire force was even more terrifying than the Mingyi Heavenly Fire in his Four Absolutes of the Universe. Before he could help Xiao Aoshi neutralize this fire, the flames had already reduced the Great Master to ashes.

A powerhouse of a generation had perished just like that.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Yu Liancheng's mouth, and with a flick of his sleeve, he absorbed the raging flames.

It turned out that during the days of pursuit, Yu Liancheng had continuously struck fire force into the Great Master's body, intending for these flames to infiltrate the Great Master's meridians, continuously absorbing his True Qi to grow and expand.

Once the Great Master pushed his power to its peak, and with a single trigger from Yu Liancheng's Red Fire Divine Art, the fire force would surge up and burn him to nothingness. And this Red Fire Divine Art, fueled by a peerless expert, would inevitably be strong and tyrannical enough to refine the Great Master into four meatballs.

"Damn you, Yu Liancheng, I will drag you down with me!"

Xiao Aoshi's death made Xiao Jingtian even more terrified. Now, wounded and exhausted, with his brother dead and his own prospects grim, he decided it was better to unleash his strongest move and perish together. He let out a long roar toward the sky, filled with a heroic and tragic aura. His momentum surged violently, simultaneously driving the power of the Four Absolutes of the Universe. In an instant, infinite lightning struck down from the sky, torrential rain poured, wild winds blew, and flames ignited from Xiao Jingtian's entire body.

The four forces merged into one, transforming into a terrifying wave capable of destroying all living things, and slammed toward Yu Liancheng.

Hayato Tianyin, watching from the side, felt his heart tremble, feeling as if even a slight graze from this beam of light would result in total annihilation, and he couldn't help but worry secretly.

However, the next moment, a scene that left him dumbfounded occurred.

After unleashing this earth-shattering strike, Xiao Jingtian turned and fled.

This strike was merely a facade, intended only to buy time for his escape.

"Heh." Yu Liancheng sneered, having anticipated this long ago. These two turtle sons of Xiao Sanxiao had inherited the bloodline of the Dragon Turtle, and likewise, they had the cowardly nature of the Dragon Turtle. He pushed his palm forward, and that mass of crimson flame swept out, transforming into a monstrous long dragon that spiraled and roared, instantly destroying the beam of light and spreading toward the Great Demon God.

By the time the flames returned to Yu Liancheng's body, the massive form of the Great Demon God, Xiao Jingtian, had vanished without a trace, replaced by four pills in Yu Liancheng's hand.

The Great Master had practiced the Four Absolutes of the Universe, his power nearly divine, and he carried the bloodline of the Dragon Turtle. The previous flames had already refined the Great Master's most essential essence.

Refined into four pills.

And the energy of these four pills was definitely superior to that of a Dragon Origin.

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PS: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, slaughtering a Great Demon God to liven things up.