Chapter 1559: Chapter 1558: Demon Lord, Long Ti No See, Killing the Yin-Yang Great Saint
“Feng, step back,” a voice from the throne suddenly transmitted from the Demon Lord.
The protector fighting against the Primordial Royal Clan elder quickly retreated.
The Demon Lord lifted his head and looked at the elder before him.
The elder angrily charged at him.
The killing intent soared as if it would overturn the entire firmant.
The elder’s whole body’s strength surged wildly.
However, when he arrived in front of the Demon Lord, his entire montum abruptly stopped.
Because the Demon Lord reached out directly and clasped the elder’s neck.
He effortlessly lifted the elder, looking at him indifferently.
“Old Ten-Day, your era is about to pass.”
“You… you deserve death,” the elder struggled.
“Everyone dies; I’ve never shied away from my own death.
But death to is just an inevitable path in life, not the end of it.”
The Demon Lord gazed at the distant horizon.
“Perhaps my entire life has been a cycle of reincarnation between life and immortal death.”
After his words fell, he unhesitatingly plunged the Sky Piercer into the elder’s abdon.
The Sky Piercer emanated trendous power, directly devouring the elder into it.
After doing all this, the Demon Lord sat placidly on the throne.
Once, the Primordial Royal Clan that flourished through countless eras had finally t its end.
Accompanying its fall was destruction.
“Weren’t you going to kill my past,” Xu Zii said with a smile.
“Go ahead, he is sitting right there, I have faith in you.”
The Yin-Yang Great Saint was utterly terrified at this mont.
Because the next mont, the Demon Lord’s gaze slowly shifted, already set upon him.
The Demon Lord said nothing, yet the pressure was enough to nearly drive the Yin-Yang Great Saint into despair.
“Oh? Carrying the power of ti, an elder from the future, hmm.”
The Yin-Yang Great Saint shouted, unleashing his Great Yin Yang Technique.
Right now, he cared not for killing; he only wished to escape this world.
Because this world was too terrifying.
However, with a wave of his right hand, the twisting world created by the Great Yin Yang Technique was imdiately halted by the Demon Lord.
The Yin-Yang Great Saint stared in horror at the scene.
He felt that his Yin Yang technique, before the Demon Lord, seed as naïve as a baby just learning to walk.
Yet, to the great astonishnt of the Yin-Yang Great Saint, as the Demon Lord walked step by step, he entirely ignored him.
Much like an ant unworthy of a glance.
The Demon Lord approached Xu Zii step by step.
It seed as if their gaze crossed thousands of years, confronting in two different ti spaces.
“You’ve co,” the Demon Lord spoke first.
“Just an accident, but quite a marvelous eting,” Xu Zii replied with a smile.
“I hope you won’t follow the footsteps of the past, truly find all the answers, and conclude eventually,” the Demon Lord chuckled.
He waved his right hand again.
Glanced over at the Yin-Yang Great Saint.
At this mont, the twisting void around them began to transform.
“I’ll take you to the past of the Yin-Yang Great Saint, you can easily kill him.
Hope that one day, when we et again, we can fulfill the dreams of generations of demonic skills.”
Eventually, Xu Zii had no power to resist.
He was once again swallowed by the convoluted void.
When he appeared, Xu Zii found himself returned to within the Sun Palace.
No, it was not the current Sun Palace.
It was from a ti thousands of years ago when the war between the Sun Moon Sect and the Sun Palace had not yet occurred.
Xu Zii appeared here.
It was from the Yin-Yang Great Saint’s mory.
This tiline from his past.
Finally, Xu Zii saw a little boy bouncing along from a distance.
The little boy carried a Yin-Yang Plate on his back, with a rich surge of Yin Yang Qi flowing around him.
The little boy also noticed Xu Zii when he approached.
“Are you the Yin-Yang Great Saint?” Xu Zii asked.
“My master bestowed upon the title of Yin Yang, but Great Saint, what does that an?” the child asked.
“I forgot, you haven’t beco a saint yet,” Xu Zii said with a smile.
He directly grabbed the little boy.
In the terrified gaze of the little boy, Xu Zii banished him into the void.
The twisted void directly obliterated the past of the Yin-Yang Great Saint.
And Xu Zii’s figure traversed once more.
This ti, he finally returned to his own tiline.
……..
At this mont, Xu Zii looked at the Yin-Yang Great Saint before him.
With the distortion of Yin Yang techniques.
The figure of the Yin-Yang Great Saint began to dissipate bit by bit from the feet up.
“What have you done,” the Yin-Yang Great Saint scread in terror.
“Just like you, wiping out your past,” Xu Zii answered with a smile.
Upon hearing this, the Yin-Yang Great Saint was trendously shocked.
“You are a demon, you’re the Demon King.”
“Weren’t you wanting to see my past,” Xu Zii said with a smile.
“What now? Are you feeling fear?”
The Yin-Yang Great Saint struggled desperately.
But it was futile; without a past, how is there a present.
To do this is to erase one’s fate in the River of Ti.
Only those truly strong can achieve this.
Even Xu Zii, using the Sutra Trilogy, could only glimpse the future, draw in the future self.
And could not freely traverse the future.
Only strong individuals like the Demon Lord could effortlessly handle future and past.
Whereas the Yin-Yang Great Saint, who had practiced the power of Yin Yang from a young age, experienced thousands of years of silence.
This gave him such strength.
But every ti he traversed the future, the damage to him was irreparable.
Watching the death of the Yin-Yang Great Saint unfold was a devastating blow to the Sun Moon Sect.
Nearly all Great Saints attacked Xu Zii as if maddened.
Yet Xu Zii remained undaunted.
Demonic Qi surged around him, powerful forces roared through the void.
He looked at the figures coming to kill him.
Xu Zii wielded the Tyrant Shadow, Blade Intent sweeping across.
The battle that followed was nearly a fight to the death.
He slashed others with a blade; others equally struck him with a punch.
Blade by blade, blood shed, punch by punch, flesh t.
A fierce battle among the saints.
At this mont, none had a single intact spot on their body.
Xu Zii was likewise, bloodied and battered, even with the Tree of Life endlessly healing him.
Yet the injuries remained severe.
Nevertheless, Xu Zii laughed heartily, seeming to greatly enjoy the fight.
The explosive sound of collision echoed incessantly.
“Co again,” Xu Zii shouted aloud.
But so Great Saints already showed cowardice.
They weren’t afraid of Xu Zii; they felt that if this continued.
Even if the Sun and Moon God was killed by the formation.
They still couldn’t kill Xu Zii.
This battle was futile.
Yet Xu Zii, as if crazed, actively launched his attack.
“Sect Hierarch, find a way,” so Great Saints laughed aloud.
The body of Wang Yangming, which was consud, now appeared in the void.
But right now, he was in the state of a Divine Soul.
The physical body was long gone.
Wang Yangming looked at the ancestor’s fall and was utterly enraged.
He shouted at the firmant: “Holy Court, if you do not act now.
We will withdraw.”
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