Chapter 438: The Sacrifice of the Giant Sea

The Demon Lord, watching Duan Fengyun draw the Xuanyuan Sword, was not panicked; he now believed that Duan Fengyun would be defeated by his hand.

"Duan Fengyun, you had better admit defeat early.

This time, it is the Human Realm's turn to experience the feeling of losing.

Hahahaha."

The Demon Lord laughed wildly.

Duan Fengyun looked at the Demon Lord; it seemed it was time to bring out his final trump card.

Duan Fengyun smiled and said:

"Demon Lord, you have forced out my final trump card; you are truly impressive."

The Demon Lord looked at Duan Fengyun, disbelieving, and said:

"Duan Fengyun, I do not believe you still have a trump card!

Aside from the Xuanyuan Sword and the Slash Heaven Sword Art, what other trump card could you possibly have?"

Duan Fengyun nodded and said:

"Correct, I indeed only have two trump cards: the Xuanyuan Sword and the Slash Heaven Sword Art.

But Demon Lord, you have forgotten one thing, and that is that there is more than one Xuanyuan Sword in existence, including the one in my hand."

The Demon Lord was stunned upon hearing this; he had actually forgotten that Yuwen Tuo also held a Xuanyuan Sword.

Duan Fengyun flashed in front of Yuwen Tuo; in this situation, Duan Fengyun certainly dared not let Yuwen Tuo throw the Xuanyuan Sword to him, for if it were intercepted by the Demon Lord halfway, it would be a disaster.

Thus, Duan Fengyun chose to rely on himself, going directly to Yuwen Tuo to retrieve the sword.

"Brother Yuwen, lend me your Xuanyuan Sword for a moment."

Yuwen Tuo did not even think about it, handing the Xuanyuan Sword directly to Duan Fengyun and saying:

"Big Brother, the Xuanyuan Sword has been with me for so many years; now it is time for it to return to its rightful owner.

Take it and complete your mission."

Duan Fengyun nodded slightly and took Yuwen Tuo's Xuanyuan Sword.

Duan Fengyun held his own Xuanyuan Sword in his right hand and Yuwen Tuo's Xuanyuan Sword in his left.

At this moment, Duan Fengyun felt as if his life had reached its peak; his entire body felt filled with power, and the magic power that had been drained by the Slash Heaven Sword Art had all returned.

Duan Fengyun, holding both swords, arrived five meters from the Demon Lord and said:

"Demon Lord, one Xuanyuan Sword might not be your match.

But with two Xuanyuan Swords, that is not necessarily the case."

The Demon Lord felt the aura emanating from Duan Fengyun and the pressure coming from the two Xuanyuan Swords; the Demon Lord's pressure suddenly increased greatly.

He had actually forgotten just now that Yuwen Tuo still held a Xuanyuan Sword; he had truly been foolish.

However, things having reached this point, the Demon Lord had no choice but to bite the bullet.

The Demon Lord raised his Bloodthirsty Demon Blade and laughed wildly:

"Duan Fengyun, who wins and who loses is not yet certain.

Today, let us see if your Xuanyuan Sword breaks or my Bloodthirsty Demon Blade cracks.

Only one of us can walk out of this Xitian Juefeng Tongtian Ta."

Having said this, the Demon Lord charged directly at Duan Fengyun with his blade raised, and Duan Fengyun likewise charged at the Demon Lord with both swords raised.

The battle between the two finally reached its end.

Because of the two men's auras, strange phenomena began to appear in the sky; the sky on the Demon Lord's side was full of scarlet, while Duan Fengyun's side was brilliant golden.

The two fought selflessly; Duan Fengyun's Xuanyuan Huangdi Battle Armor was gashed with several notches by the Bloodthirsty Demon Blade, while the Demon Lord's body was also covered in wounds from the Xuanyuan Sword.

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Duan Fengyun retreated several large steps, sheathed both swords, and then bent his legs into a bow stance.

Seeing Duan Fengyun's posture, Guyue spoke up directly:

"Duan Fengyun, are you trying to die?

Are you intending to use both Xuanyuan Swords to execute the Slash Heaven Sword Art simultaneously?"

The Demon Lord naturally saw through Duan Fengyun's plan as well, and the Demon Lord laughed loudly:

"Duan Fengyun, do you want to perish with me that badly?

If you use two Xuanyuan Swords to execute the Slash Heaven Sword Art, you will certainly die as well."

Duan Fengyun smiled and said:

"Demon Lord, as long as I can send you to the Western Heaven, what does it matter if I die?"

Would Duan Fengyun really sacrifice his own life to perish with the Demon Lord?

That was, of course, impossible, because with two Xuanyuan Swords, Duan Fengyun had no need to use the God-Slaying Level of the Slash Heaven Sword Art.

Using both Xuanyuan Swords to execute the Slash Heaven Sword Art at the peak of the Immortal-Slaying level should be enough to deal with the Demon Lord.

Seeing Duan Fengyun's appearance, the Demon Lord knew that Duan Fengyun was serious.

The Demon Lord erupted with incomparable aura; since Duan Fengyun wanted to perish with him, he would bring out his final trump card.

The Demon Lord raised his Bloodthirsty Demon Blade, and as if surrounded by a sea of blood, he shouted:

"Demon Extinguishes the World!"

Duan Fengyun also shouted after a burst of golden light flashed:

"Slash Heaven Sword Art."

Instantly, everyone's eyes were dazzled by a expanse of scarlet and a expanse of golden light.

By the time everyone could see clearly, the battle between Duan Fengyun and the Demon Lord had already ended.

It was seen that Duan Fengyun's two Xuanyuan Swords had slashed into the Demon Lord's neck from the left and right, respectively.

However, the Demon Lord's Bloodthirsty Demon Blade did not pierce Duan Fengyun.

Because this strike from the Demon Lord was blocked by the person in front of Duan Fengyun.

Seeing the person in front of Duan Fengyun, Yuwen Tuo shouted:

"Brother Juhai, Third Brother!"

The one who blocked the Demon Lord's Bloodthirsty Demon Blade for Duan Fengyun was none other than their third brother, the prehistoric giant beast Juhai.

The Demon Lord looked at Juhai in front of Duan Fengyun and sighed with a face full of regret:

"Duan Fengyun, just a little bit more, just a little bit more and you would have been the one to lose.

I hate this; if Juhai hadn't come out to block this sure-kill technique of mine for you, the one defeated at this moment would be you, Duan Fengyun."

After saying this, the Demon Lord collapsed directly; this time was different from being sealed by Xuanyuan Huangdi several thousand years ago, as the Demon Lord had been struck by Duan Fengyun until his soul was scattered.

A generation of the Demon Lord had fallen just like that!

Seeing the fallen Demon Lord, even though her heart had already been broken by him before, upon seeing the Demon Lord die, Ning Ke ran directly to the Demon Lord's corpse in tears and cried:

"Demon Father, Demon Father, why have you left? Do you not want me anymore?

Demon Father, what should I do now that you are gone?"

Ning Ke hugged the Demon Lord's corpse and began to wail.

Meanwhile, Yuwen Tuo and Duan Fengyun were both holding Juhai and crying bitterly.

Duan Fengyun was still recalling the life-and-death moment from just before.

When he used the Slash Heaven Sword Drawing Technique, the Demon Lord's Bloodthirsty Demon Blade had already reached his chest, and he had only just activated the Xuanyuan Sword; he had no way to defend against the Demon Lord's attack.

At that time, Duan Fengyun was filled with regret, regretting why he had been so arrogant and not finished off the Demon Lord sooner; now he would harbor eternal hatred.

Just as the Demon Lord was preparing to raise his blade to pierce his chest, and he was prepared to die in battle, a tiny figure suddenly ran between Duan Fengyun and the Demon Lord.

The tiny figure was Juhai, who arrived between the two and instantly transformed into human form, blocking this fatal attack for Duan Fengyun.

After Juhai blocked this sure-kill technique for Duan Fengyun, Juhai used the last of his remaining strength to say:

"Big Brother, hurry and kill him now, don't let my sacrifice be in vain.

Hurry, take this chance to finish off this great demon."

The Demon Lord wanted to pull out the Bloodthirsty Demon Blade, but it was held tightly by Juhai, and the Demon Lord could not pull it out at all.

Seeing this, Duan Fengyun raised his dual swords and slashed directly at the Demon Lord's neck, and the Demon Lord's life force was instantly plundered by the terrifying Sword Qi of the Xuanyuan Sword.

Duan Fengyun held Juhai tightly in his arms and said:

"Third Brother, why are you so foolish? Why did you come to block this blade for me? Why did you have to sacrifice your own life?"

Duan Fengyun now felt regret for his arrogance for the first time; if it weren't for the fact that he had been so arrogant and underestimated the Demon Lord, it would never have resulted in the current situation.

Juhai lay in Duan Fengyun's arms and said:

"Big Brother, you are my big brother. Since you are my big brother, then I, as the younger brother, must definitely block the blade for you.

Big Brother, Second Brother, it was truly great to have known you!"

After saying this, Juhai closed his eyes and turned into a pile of ashes in Duan Fengyun's arms.

The Bloodthirsty Demon Blade had long since devoured Juhai's life and soul, and Juhai had vanished into thin air from this world.

"Third Brother!"

"Third Brother!"

Duan Fengyun and Yuwen Tuo cried out in pain.

Duan Fengyun's mind was now filled with memories of Juhai: his first meeting with Juhai, how he tricked Juhai into being his little brother, and Juhai acknowledging him and Yuwen Tuo as his older brothers.

Duan Fengyun had never felt such heartache and regret; even when Kong Ci died in front of him years ago, he had not felt this miserable.

Because back then, it was his lack of ability that led to Kong Ci's tragic death.

But this time, he clearly had the ability to defeat the enemy, yet he sacrificed his brother because of his arrogance.

This time gave Duan Fengyun a painful lesson; from then on, Duan Fengyun would kill his enemies with a single strike and would never be arrogant again.

Because he never wanted to see the people around him lose their lives in vain because of his arrogance again.

Duan Fengyun walked silently to the Demon Lord's corpse, ignoring Ning Ke who was still crying over the Demon Lord, and pulled out the two Xuanyuan Swords from the Demon Lord's body.

Duan Fengyun casually threw Yuwen Tuo's Xuanyuan Sword in front of Yuwen Tuo and said:

"Brother Yuwen, take your Xuanyuan Sword!

Third Brother's death is all my fault; I have failed him.

Go and comfort Ning Ke; she must be very miserable right now.

I am going to burn this body of Jing Chou; the Demon Race Bloodline in this body is too strong. If it is obtained by someone with ulterior motives, it will be a disaster for the Three Realms."

Yuwen Tuo walked to Ning Ke, helped her up, and comforted her:

"Ning Ke, it's alright. Your Demon Father is gone, but I am still by your side.

I will always protect you."

Ning Ke looked at Yuwen Tuo and threw herself into his arms, crying bitterly:

"Tuo, what should I do? Demon Father is dead, and I have no home."

Yuwen Tuo stroked Ning Ke's hair and smiled:

"Didn't I promise you before that I would give you a home?

After this matter is finished, we will get married. From then on, we will no longer concern ourselves with the affairs of the Human Realm; we will go and live the life of immortals that belongs to the two of us."

Ning Ke looked at Yuwen Tuo, and upon hearing his promise, she leaned calmly into Yuwen Tuo's embrace.

Meanwhile, Duan Fengyun had already summoned the Zhurong Fire Spirit.

"Go and burn this corpse for me; not a single hair can be left!"

Upon hearing this, the Zhurong Fire Spirit flew directly in front of Jing Chou's body, and a ball of Vermilion Bird Fire was spat out directly from the Zhurong Fire Spirit's mouth.

Amidst the raging inferno, the corpse of Jing Chou began to slowly burn.

Even as the purest Bloodline of the Demon Race, before the Vermilion Bird fire, the body of Jing Chou was still burned to ashes.