Killing the Demon King with a Lift of the Hand

The Emperor relic.

In the great Emperor's palace, pitch-black demonic energy covered every corner of Heaven and Earth, trying to shroud the entire Taiyi Holy Land under it.

Balls of bright divine light shone in the demonic energy like suns but were constantly dimming.

The divine lights were the efforts of the many Kings in doing their best to resist the corrosion of the demonic energy and the attack of Demonic Venerable Yang Tiancheng.

However, Yang Tiancheng was too strong. He was a Demonic Venerable who had dominated the world and was able to compete with the Venerables of the Southern Desolate Land back then. Even though he had been trapped for 3000 years and lost a lot of his vitality, he was still far stronger than these Kings.

It was an all-around suppression in terms of realms!

"Obediently become my blood food, and you won't suffer much," Yang Tiancheng said as he looked coldly at the struggling Holy Lords, Family Lords, and Imperial Lords.

In his eyes, although these Kings were strong, how could they withstand the attacks of a Demonic Venerable like him? They would be exhausted sooner or later and completely devoured.

It was just that the Kings who had used up too much divine power would not be as delicious.

Suddenly, Yang Tiancheng's brows furrowed as he had an unusual premonition. He looked up and saw a golden light suddenly pierce into the demonic realm that formed from the shrouding demonic energy.

This golden light contained the unbelievably pure yang energy of the great path aura. Like the appearance of the sun, it pierced through the demonic fog, burned it, and easily broke through the layers.

One had to know that this was the demonic fog of a Bahuang Realm Venerable. It contained the power of a Venerable. Even a Qiyao Realm King would be corroded after some time. Yet, in front of this pure yang aura, the demonic fog was as thin as paper and easily penetrated.

Almost in the next moment, the purest yang aura appeared in front of him. He focused his eyes and saw that it was a long spear. It was shining with a bright golden light and arrived before the Demonic Venerable in the blink of an eye.

"A long spear!?" The Demonic Venerable subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but his expression quickly changed because his palm was easily penetrated by the spear.

The long spear pierced through his palm and reached the area between his eyebrows as if it was going to penetrate his head.

"Shit!" For the first time since his reappearance, the Demonic Venerable's expression changed drastically. He immediately retreated, but immediately realized that he couldn't dodge it. The spear was too fast. It was so fast that even a Venerable of the Bahuang Realm couldn't react in time.

"Immortal demonic shield!" The Demonic Venerable immediately burned the power of his primordial spirit, and endless demonic energy gathered in an instant, forming a demonic shield between his eyebrows. Dense blood-red demonic patterns were on the demonic shield, making it look very strange and terrifying. They were not ordinary demonic patterns.

Boom!

However, the Demonic Venerable didn't expect that the long spear would pierce through the demonic shield so easily as if it was just a thin piece of paper.

Pierce!

Almost at the same time, the long spear pierced through the Demonic Venerable's forehead and disappeared in the air.

The spear was made of ordinary materials. It could no longer withstand Qin Chen's power and just dissolved into nothingness.

However, the purest yang power had completely penetrated the Demonic Venerable, annihilating him and turning him into nothingness.

"This, it's impossible!" The moment the Demonic Venerable was destroyed, he mumbled to himself. He still couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.

How was this possible?

This scene was exactly the same as when Zhao Yi was killed!

The moment the Demonic Venerable was annihilated, the demonic energy that shrouded the Holy Land of Taiyi was torn apart by the purest yang aura and dissolved.

The struggling Kings were dumbfounded as they watched on. They had been struggling on the brink of death and had almost unleashed all the reserves their Holy Lands had. They had never thought that the demon would suddenly be killed.

This moment was something that no one had expected.

"No, someone has made a move. He has killed the Demonic Venerable!" An Imperial Lord said. He had seen the golden light just now. It was fast, but he was sure that it was an external force that killed the Demonic Venerable.

This made all the Kings shocked. Just how powerful was the person to be able to kill a Demonic Venerable in the blink of an eye?

At the very least, the other party should also be a King of the Bahuang Realm, and most likely a great Venerable. Otherwise, how could he have killed a Demonic Venerable?

This made them tremble. They didn't expect that there would be a great senior in the dark. The other party had been hiding in the dark all this time, and now that he saw that they were in danger, he took action. They couldn't help but cup their fists and bow in the direction of the golden light, "Thank you for saving us, senior!"

In the world of cultivation, the strong were respected, and the accomplished were the teachers. To have such great power, the other party must be a senior who had cultivated for many years.

In the distance, Qin Chen's figure was ethereal, as if he did not belong to the five elements and could not be discovered.

He didn't appear. His figure was perfectly integrated with Heaven and Earth, making it difficult for outsiders to discover his traces. He didn't come out either and only said, "Even though Yang Tiancheng is dead, he's just a puppet of the ancient race Demon King. The real Demon King hasn't been completely exterminated yet. You'd better leave immediately. Otherwise, it won't be so easy to kill him when his true body appears later."

That's right. The Demonic Venerable Yang Tiancheng was only a puppet of the Sage-level Demon King of the ancient race who was sealed in the great Emperor's palace. Just like Zhao Yi, he had long since been demonized, completely submitting himself to that Demon King.

Otherwise, the Demon King was a terrifying existence comparable to the ancient Sages. How could he have been killed by Qin Chen in one strike?

Hearing this, all the Kings quickly retreated with fearful expressions, not daring to approach the great Emperor's palace.

A Demon King that could be sealed by an ancient Sage must be at least at the Sage-level. Otherwise, if it was only at the Venerable level, the ancient Sages would've just killed it. How would they leave such a disaster behind and bring misfortune to the later generations?

Roar!

All of a sudden, a terrifying roar came from the great Emperor's palace. The roar shattered Heaven and Earth, and the two Kings who were slightly closer exploded in the air, their bodies turning into pieces.

The other Kings were also affected by the shockwaves, and they all vomited blood. Their faces were pale as they looked into the great Emperor's palace in horror.

Sure enough, just as the senior had said, the real Demonic Venerable had not been killed yet. What had been killed just now was only a Venerable puppet.

If it wasn't for the senior's timely warning, they would have ended up like the two Kings if they had been just a little closer. They would have been turned into ashes by the Demonic Venerable's roar.

Boom, boom!

Even more demonic energy gushed out of the great Emperor's palace, covering the sky. It was even more terrifying than before.

In the sky, a terrifying Demon King's figure condensed, holding a terrifying demonic ax. From afar, he looked coldly at the many Kings present and sneered, "All of you are my blood food, I can't just let you leave."

He licked his lips, looking extremely blood-thirsty. His eyes were filled with endless blood light as he looked at the crowd coldly.

The Kings in front of him were all top-tier delicacies.

"However--" Saying this, the Demon King's eyes looked in a direction far away in the sky, "To be able to kill one of my Venerable puppets, your blood food must be much more delicious."

Boom!

With that, the Demon King's figure disappeared, and with overwhelming demonic energy, he crossed thousands of miles like lightning, arriving at a cliff in the distance. What greeted him was a middle-aged handyman in his early 30s holding a broom. The Demon King's fierce face revealed a touch of astonishment, "You're the one who destroyed my Venerable puppet?"