Chapter 1269: A World of Darkness

Jade fingers emerged first,The wooden sword already broken,Zhao Xuanyang retreated spitting blood,Jiang Wang remained unharmed.

A figure of exquisite beautyLeapt forth from that vortex of ink-black darkness.The surging demonic energy, the terrifying might,The powerful aura that nearly filled the entire lightless cavern…All proclaimed the dreadful strength of a true demon.

An Heaven's Chosen Divine Ascension such as Zhao Xuanyang,Before this being who had suddenly appeared,Was utterly powerless to resist!She could, of course, only be Song Wanxi.

Or more precisely, the Blood Puppet True DemonRefined by Zhuang ChengqianFrom Song Wanxi's demonic body and Song Hengjiang's divine soul.

At that time, in the ancient demonic lair beneath the Qing River,Jiang Wang, who had absorbed the origin of Zhuang Chengqian's newborn divine soul,And the Tian family, who had captured the Bifurcation divine ability,Also inherited the Blood Puppet mark,And took control of this Blood Puppet True Demon.

Alas, at the same time he inherited the Blood Puppet mark,It was also the moment Song WanxiResponded to the call of the Myriad Realms Wasteland Tomb,And departed across the boundary.

Jiang Wang at that time had no time to stop her,And his divine soul power was completely insufficient to respond.He could only leave behind a hurried thought.That thought was—Return!

At that time, he simply couldn't bear to part with such a powerful battle force,Thinking that perhaps in the future, when hunting demons in the desolate borders,He could summon her to rescue him.

At that time, he had never thoughtThat he would enter the ancient demonic lair again.

Ancient demonic lairs were products of the demon tide that destroyed the world,The vast majority had already been annihilated.The remaining few had long since been purged of demonic energy.Their numbers were extremely rare,Their locations even more secretive.Even Zhuang Jun, Zhuang Gaoxian,Did not know of the existence of the one beneath the Qing River.

In the vastness of the mortal world,Jiang Wang truly did not knowWhere another ancient demonic lair might be hidden.

Only a Heaven's Chosen with ancient heritage like Zhao Xuanyang,Possessing an incredibly vast accumulation of knowledge,Could devise such an ingenious plan,To use an ancient demonic lair to evade Ku Jue's pursuit.

This, however, presented Jiang Wang with a brand new choice.

Brought to the bottom of the magma by Zhao Xuanyang,The moment he recognized the ancient demonic lair,He initiated the summoning.In this abandoned demonic lair, where the rules differed greatly from the mortal world,He called to the thought he had once entrusted.

It was merely a slight stir of intention,With no fear of being detected.Afterwards, his attempts to explore his Inner PalaceWere merely to conceal himself before Zhao Xuanyang.

But Jiang Wang himself had no certainty whatsoever.He did not know what state Song Wanxi was in after entering the Myriad Realms Wasteland Tomb,Whether something unexpected had occurred.He was also unsure whether his current cultivation and divine soul powerWere sufficient to summon the Blood Puppet True Demon.He knew even less whether that thought of his still existed.

The ancient demonic lair was already the closest place in the mortal world to the Myriad Realms Wasteland Tomb.If the summoning could not be completed even here,This Blood Puppet True Demon could basically be declared abandoned.

Jiang Wang, just as in all his previous moments of choice,Did his utmostTo grasp at a possibility that he did not know would exist.

During the long, unresponsive period,He, like Zhao Xuanyang,Waited anxiously.

The only difference was that he also had to conceal his anxiety,Striving not to let Zhao Xuanyang see through him.And Zhao Xuanyang indeed had no doubts.

The route was meticulously planned by himself,This ancient demonic lair was discovered by him accidentally in his early years.Jiang Wang's Dao essence was imprisoned,His Grand Illusory Realm was cut off,His divine abilities were sealed.No matter how he thought about it, there was no possibility of turning the tables.

Even taking a step back,Even if Jiang Wang could unseal himself.What then?It would merely be a re-enactment of that crushing battle,Truly unremarkable.

Zhao Xuanyang was concerned with the greater situation of the Jing Kingdom,Thinking about what would happen after sending Jiang Wang to Jade Capital Mountain.

As for Jiang Wang,He was caught after exhausting all his means and being pursued.He was captured after putting up a desperate fight.After being captured, he also tried to communicate with the Grand Illusory Realm,And attempted to lead Zhao Xuanyang to the Snow Country…He made every effort he could.

Everything before had completely failed,Defeated by Zhao Xuanyang's overwhelming combat power.

Only the summoning of the Blood Puppet True Demon,After three days,Finally received a response!

He did not know what Song Wanxi had experienced in the Myriad Realms Wasteland Tomb during this time,Or perhaps she had simply truly adapted to the True Demon body.Today, her response to Jiang Wang was clearly strongerThan when she had fought the White Bones Evil God that day!

That day, the Blood Puppet True Demon,Had fought the White Bones Evil God's strongest vessel descending into the mortal worldTo a standstill.

Today's Song Wanxi,Simply by appearing there,Made Jiang Wang feel a surging powerLike an abyss and a sea.

This time's descent,Jiang Wang merely provided a beacon,Emitted a summons.It was she who, after responding,Directly locked onto the path,Opened an ancient passage,And briefly descended into this ancient demonic lair.

And then, with fingers pointed like a sword,She intercepted the attack, saving Jiang Wang from injury,Easily shattered Zhao Xuanyang's famous sword,And made him retreat spitting blood.

In the unseen realm, it was as if destiny willed it,But if not for Jiang Wang's persistent refusal to give up,Always doing his utmost,How could he have waited for Song Wanxi to cross the boundary and arrive?

Among the fragments of the broken wooden sword,Zhao Xuanyang retreated spitting blood,Looking at Jiang Wang, his eyes filled with disbelief:"You actually truly consort with demons!?"

Jiang Wang sighed,"Actually, not really…"

In a sense, the Blood Puppet True Demon is a true demon race.She cultivates demonic arts, nourishes demonic energy, treads the demonic path,And even possesses a portion of her own intelligence,Likely limited to her instinctive parts,Allowing her to live in the Myriad Realms Wasteland Tomb.

But she is, after all,Merely a Blood Puppet.Without consciousness or self, controlled by the Blood Puppet mark.

To be able to refine such a puppet body with Cave Truth combat power,Zhuang Chengqian's genius and ruthlessnessAre rarely seen in the world.

Jiang Wang has merely inherited this Blood Puppet.He has never truly cultivated demons,And indeed, has never colluded with the demon race.

Truly speaking, Song Wanxi is more likeA human spy placed by Jiang Wang in the Myriad Realms Wasteland Tomb.

However, Jiang Wang evidentlyHad no intention of explaining too much to Zhao Xuanyang.

One must say, Zhao Xuanyang is not a particularly unpleasant person.These few days of interaction,For both of them,Was an unforgettable experience.

Two people who were clearly compatible and could have become friends,Yet due to different positions,Ended up in opposing positions.Life in the mortal realm is a tangled net,Everyone is more or less bound by something,Making true freedom difficult.

The more one experiences,The harder it is to be free.

Therefore, facing Zhao Xuanyang's astonished, even somewhat pained gaze,Jiang Wang subconsciously offered an explanation.

But only that one sentence.After his sigh, he merely said:"Kill him."

There was no intense emotion,Only a cold decision.

Zhao Xuanyang, standing in an opposing position,Zhao Xuanyang, who had seen the Blood Puppet True Demon,Zhao Xuanyang, who had felt the Bifurcation divine ability and made conjectures…Must die.

Song Wanxi's long hair flew,One step and she was close,Her blood-red eyes cold and devoid of emotion.

And Zhao Xuanyang's eyes shone brightly,So brightly that this lightless ancient demonic lairBecame illuminated throughout!"The remnant rules of the ancient demonic lair cannot support a true demon for too long.Even if you summon a true demon to descend,You may not be able to kill me, Zhao Xuanyang!"

He pointed his right hand like a sword, golden light swirling around his fingers.Pointing at the sky and sketching the ground,The roaring sword energy immediately transformed into dragon shapes.A full nine sword energy divine dragons,Each displaying its might,Evolving different sword techniques and killing methods,Danced around Song Wanxi,Firmly locking her down.

Like nine sword masters,Attacking Song Wanxi simultaneously.

And Zhao Xuanyang pressed down with his left hand.Between heaven and earth,A golden Bagua gate boomed into existence.This grand gate,Magnificent and imposing,Possessed a righteous awe.

Upon its appearance,It seemed to suppress a place.It seemed to have brought with it a vast world,Connecting to some unfathomable place.

The entire lightless ancient demonic lairBriefly changed its aura.Thus, earth, wind, water, fire,Primordial energy surged in chaos.All spells and divine abilities were to be interfered with.

Zhao Xuanyang spoke with grandeur,Yet his first action was still to prepare for escape.He unleashed killing moves solely to obstruct,Then immediately summoned a treasure for escape,Wanting to leave this place.

His set of actions could be described as flawlessly executed.But Song Wanxi had arrived.

Facing the nine sword energy divine dragons with their terrifying killing power,She merely clasped her hands together,And squeezed the nine sword energy divine dragonsIn her grasp,Squeezing them into earthworm shapes,And easily crushing them!

As she reached out, she was already stepping.When she stepped out, she was still in front of Jiang Wang.When her foot landed, she was already pressed against this golden Bagua gate.

At this moment, she had just crushed the sword energy divine dragons.Her left hand hung loosely,Only her right hand was raised.That beautiful hand, like a jade carving,Was joined together like a palm blade.It looked as white as snow, and as fragile as jade.

Just a light poke…In the air, like a fireworks explosion,Light and flames scattered in all directions.This golden Bagua gate, with its ancient aura,Was actually directly pierced through!

This was a treasure passed down from Jade Capital Mountain,Yet it shattered so easily.Just like the insurmountable gap between Zhao Xuanyang in the Divine Ascension realm and Jiang Wang in the Inner Palace realm,There is also a chasm between Divine Ascension and Cave Truth!

No matter how powerful the magic artifact,In the hands of Zhao Xuanyang in the Divine Ascension realm,It could not resist Song Wanxi, who possessed the power of a True Demon.

Spells were broken, magic artifacts were destroyed,Zhao Xuanyang spat out another mouthful of blood!But this time, what he spat out was golden blood.

Golden rain fell in this ancient demonic lair.Song Wanxi in the golden rain was even more radiant and beautiful.It was hard to believe that she actually belonged to the same raceAs those filthy and evil Yin demons.

Zhao Xuanyang, leveraging his injury, spat out the bloody rain.These golden raindrops were absolutely pure,Each drop clearly outlined,Almost perfectly oval,And they did not interfere with each other.

Like golden melon seeds.Jiang Wang thought silently.

"This is the blood of my heart, the blood of my spirit,"Zhao Xuanyang pointed his fingers like a sword, his aura high and heroic:"Demonic fiend, come and receive your death!"

Drop by drop of golden blood,Instantly transformed in mid-air,Arranging themselves into an extremely complex and majestic pattern.Like an ancient star chart,Unfortunately, Jiang Wang did not recognize it,Unsure where it should be in the celestial sphere.

Zhao Xuanyang fought relentlessly,Spitting blood to form a formation.He truly lived up to the name of Heaven's Chosen.

The golden blood drops formed a great formation,Immediately stirring power,Gathering momentum and manifesting externally.Above this complex and majestic golden rain star chart,A phantom of a golden armored general vaguely appeared,Instantly solidifying!

This general was tall and imposing,His golden armor resplendent,His divine might significant.

The moment he solidified,He looked towards Song Wanxi,His battle intent reaching the heavens!

But almost at the moment he solidified,Song Wanxi had already arrived before him.A pair of fair, even delicate hands,Gently rested on the golden armored general's two arms,And pulled them apart!

The golden armored general let out a creature-like cry of pain,As if truly possessing sentience.But no matter how mystical his manifestation,Or how great the price Zhao Xuanyang paid.

At this moment, his arms,Had been torn off by Song Wanxi!Two golden armored arms,Began to collapse in the air.

And Song Wanxi, taking advantage of the situation,Struck forward with a headbutt!A woman of exquisite beauty,Using her unprotected beautiful head,To smash a general wearing a golden helmet.Using her smooth forehead, like snow,To collide with that golden helmet, which appeared incredibly hard.

What kind of scene was this?What kind of brutal fighting style was this?

Zhao Xuanyang no longer had the capacity to be surprised.Because just as Song Wanxi's headbutt landed,Just as the collision occurred,The protective general he had summoned with "blood of the heart" and "blood of the spirit,"Had already dissolved into streams of light!

Utterly unable to withstand a complete blow!And Song Wanxi's beautiful forehead remained smooth,Without even a red mark.There was no possibility of injury.

The disparity in strength was so evident.

She was already close!

A circular jade pendant with a phoenix carving,Hanging from Zhao Xuanyang's waist,Instantly emitted a phoenix cry.

This was a treasure for protection passed down from his sect,Sufficient to withstand a blow from a True Person.Its sound was clear and melodious,Seeming to stir the nine heavens,Hearing it, one felt its nobility, power, and invincibility.

But it suddenly stopped.Like an old hen whose neck had been suddenly wrung.

A delicate jade hand,Just happened to pinch this circular jade pendant with a phoenix carving,With a gentle squeeze, the jade pendant was crushed into powder,Floating and falling.The phoenix cry was cut short just as it began.

True Persons in the present age can see the truth,And so can True Demons.Song Wanxi's first move upon closing inWas aimed at this protective object.

After crushing the jade pendant,Her hands extended again.

Zhao Xuanyang's hands, which were forming a spell,Had been grasped.Completely unable to dodge,Utterly powerless to resist!

Song Wanxi's blood-red eyes were emotionless,Her frosted face expressionless,She simply pulled with her hands—Amidst the spraying blood,Zhao Xuanyang's arms were forcefully torn off!

In Zhao Xuanyang's uncontrollable expression of pain,Song Wanxi repeated her technique,Her headbutt smashing straight down again.It was not that she could only fight like this,But that her power was so great,That she only needed to fight like this!

Simple, efficient, ruthless!

Watching that exquisitely beautiful face getting closer and closer,Watching that flowing ink-black hair,Zhao Xuanyang felt as if he saw an endless abyss.

Time seemed to freeze.

Zhao Xuanyang quickly realized that it wasn't time that had frozen,Nor were these the blurry moments before death.It was the head of that exquisitely beautiful demoness,That had truly stopped.

Had he been saved…?

At this moment, he heard Jiang Wang's voice—"Zhao Xuanyang is a person of good appearance, do not harm his face."

What should I say? He thought.Has this little brat finally grown a conscience?If you have the guts, then let me go?Bah! You demon-consorting dog, why pretend to be righteous here?

But in the end, he struggled to say:"Zhao Xuanyang is also a person who cherishes his life! Do not…"And that was the only sentence.Because the demoness's palm bladeHad already cut open his chest.

What a cold and decisive sensation it was.Torn open along with it,Were his one Soaring Heaven Palace,Five Inner Palaces,And one Spirit Nurturing Hall.

From then on, his Five Palace Sea was silent,His Hidden Stars Sea sunken,His Primordial Spirit Sea utterly dark!