Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
At the sight of the crack on the Demonic Saint Pot, the Nine-headed Demonic Saint immediately channeled his inner demonic energy into a powerful force, covering the Demonic Saint Pot, attempting to halt the expanding of the crack.
Unfortunately, the Fire Dragon Soul was much too powerful, lashing its tail relentlessly against the walls of the Demonic Saint Pot.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang…
After some endless clangor, countless cracks appeared in the walls of the Demonic Saint Pot. With one final blow, the pot exploded into pieces.
Under the powerful attacks of the Fire Dragon Soul, the Demonic Saint Pot was destroyed. Emerging from the ruins, was Qingfeng Li’s body.
Qingfeng Li pulled out his Yin-Yang Saint Sword as soon as he came out. He roared, “Yang Light Sword!”
With a flip of his wrist, Qingfeng Li cleaved forward with the long sword, forming a ray of white light, slashing open the skies, leaving rifts in the atmosphere, and arriving before the Nine-headed Demonic Saint instantly.
At the sight, the Nine-headed Demonic Saint furrowed his brows, taken aback by the incredible speed Qingfeng Li possessed; he didn’t even time to breathe.
The Nine-headed Demonic Saint immediately waved out his palm, forming in front of himself a green defensive light veil.
The defensive light veil wasn’t strong enough to defend against the sword light, however, as it was split into two instantly, exposing the Nine-headed Demonic Saint’s body vulnerable.
With a loud bang, his body was left with a huge gash, his bones revealed. The force sent his body flying, spewing blood, and heavily injured.
His face colorless, the Nine-headed Demonic Saint gaped at Qingfeng Li. “Impossible! How did you break my Demonic Saint Pot and injure me with one attack?! You’re at a lower level!”
Smiling arrogantly, Qingfeng Li explained, “I forgot to tell you. I’ve already killed the middle-grade devilish saint of the Endless Forbidden Ground of Devilish Dao. You’re nothing but a middle-grade demonic saint, similar to him in strength. Killing you is as easy as killing an ant.”
Before this, Qingfeng Li’s greatest fear was the Nine-headed Demonic Saint’s Demonic Saint Pot. Now that it’s destroyed, he had nothing to worry about.
Thinking about the Fire Dragon Soul’s sacrifice, Qingfeng Li felt a sharp guilt in his heart. The Fire Dragon Soul was now almost in fragments, its body blurred with blood and flesh.
Its soul went into hiding in the depth of Qingfeng Li’s mind. Visible to the naked eye were countless wounds on its body. Especially its tail, there were already white bones exposed.
The Fire Dragon Soul had suffered greatly for Qingfeng Li’s escape, unleashing all of its godly dragon flame while its body sustained heavy injuries.
Qingfeng Li swore to himself. “Senior Fire Dragon, don’t worry. Once I destroy the Nine-headed Demonic Saint and the other forbidden grounds, I will look for saint level spirit elixirs to heal your wounds.”
Qingfeng Li turned towards the Nine-headed Demonic Saint, eyes filled with rage.
He waved out the Yin-Yang Saint Sword once more, shattering the skies, dimming the sun and the moon, slashing open the Nine-headed Demonic Saint’s flesh, sending his body flying.
Ho ho ho ho…
The Nine-headed Demonic Saint began to growl, violent and ferocious.
In the next moment, the Nine-headed Demonic Saint transformed into its original form, an enormous worm reaching more than 13,000 meters in length.
It had nine heads, each the size of a hill, combining to be tens of thousands of meters in size, occupying the entire atmosphere.
Its lengthy body was covered with green spikes, each sharp as could be, looking as if it were an ancient enormous worm of some sort.
The entire ground beneath the Nine-headed Demonic Saint began to shake, the volatile force even reaching Qingfeng Li.
Qingfeng Li turned to Black Puppy and Sky-Devouring Snake. “Protect Xue Lin and Ruyan Liu, don’t let them get hurt!”
Black Puppy and Sky-Devouring Snake nodded and said, “Don’t worry, we won’t let them get hurt!”
Glaring at Qingfeng Li, the Nine-headed Demonic Saint growled, “Damn human! How dare you injure me?! I won’t let you live!”
Splash, splash, splash…
Suddenly, the Nine-headed Demonic Saint opened all nine mouths, spewing out nine rays of green light, slashing open the air, tearing apart the atmosphere and shooting directly at Qingfeng Li’s body.
Unfazed, Qingfeng Li immediately waved out his Yin-Yang Saint Sword, forming a ray of light of Yin-Yang even more powerful than before. He unleashed both the Yin Sky Sword and Yang Light Sword forming two rays of light, one black and one white.
The black and white beam danced around one another, dashing forward in unison, piercing the air, destroying the green liquid instantly.
Uncontested, Qingfeng Li’s sword light continued forward and with a crisp cutting sound, one of the Nine-headed Demonic Saint’s head was chopped off.
With one head gone, the Nine-headed Demonic Saint let out a miserable cry. It was a part of its body after all. The pain could compare to a self-cultivator losing one of their fingers, agonizingly painful.
Due to its exhaustive nature, Qingfeng Li placed the Yin-Yang Saint Sword back into his Interspatial Ring after two attacks. He opted for another technique.
Third Finger – Ceasing the time!
Qingfeng Li suddenly reached out his right hand, shooting forth a green light. The green light dashed towards the Nine-headed Demonic Saint’s seven heads at lightning speed, stilling them, rendering them immobile.
Immediately, Qingfeng Li jumped up into the air, waving out his right fist, transforming it into a 13,000-foot genuine fist, smashing it forward.
Bang bang bang bang…
After seven deafening blows, seven of its nine heads shattered.
Just as Qingfeng Li’s about to attack its final head, the effects of his time-ceasing technique wore off.
With its mobility recovered, the Nine-headed Demonic Saint quickly backed away, avoiding Qingfeng Li’s attacks.
The Nine-headed Demonic Saint gaped at Qingfeng Li. “How do you know the conqueror’s technique?!”
Qingfeng Li furrowed his brows and said, “You know Third Master Li?”
Bitter, the Nine-headed Demonic Saint said, “Of course I do. I’ll never forget him. I was once a self-cultivator from another saint level planet, but I displeased Third Master Li and ended up as a fugitive. I sustained heavy injuries and went into hiding on the Crimson Fire Continent. This is why my powers decreased by so much. I was a high-grade demonic saint before.”
