Mo Qianren turned his gaze toward the cultivators of the Azure Nether Dao Domain. His eyes carried absolute indifference.
Once these people were eliminated, in a thousand years, the Black Nether Demon Domain would be able to launch a counteroffensive against the Azure Nether Dao Domain.
"Nangong Chen, I genuinely admire you. Unfortunately, we will never have the chance for a fair fight."
Mo Qianren spoke with faint regret.
The aura of a Demon Saint radiated from him like a black sun, blanketing the sky.
"Young Master Nangong, this is bad—Mo Qianren has broken through to the Saint realm!"
The faces of the Azure Nether Dao Domain cultivators turned grim. Because Mo Qianren truly had beco a Saint. The Saint Kings and Great Saints of the Azure Nether Dao Domain were bound by ancient agreents and could not intervene. In this era, Mo Qianren stood as the undisputed strongest.
Su Chen remained calm and asked evenly, "What about the person from my Falling Emperor Mountain? You captured him to lure out. Now I'm here."
Mo Qianren shook his head with genuine pity. "I no longer know whether he is alive or dead. Perhaps he is already gone. Even if he still breathes, it makes little difference—he is as good as dead. But his fate no longer matters. You will beco nourishnt for my Emperor Bone, a stepping stone on my path to the Great Dao!"
Mo Qianren attacked.
Torrents of demonic qi surged like a heavenly river pouring down from above the demon rampart. A demon god had descended into the mortal world.
Ji Changkong shuddered, his voice tinged with grief. "Senior Brother… Third Senior Brother might really be dead!"
Su Chen nodded, expressionless. "I will avenge him."
From atop the rampart, countless powerhouses rushed out, intent on annihilating every living being from the Azure Nether Dao Domain in one decisive strike.
Mo Qianren watched the slaughter between the two domains with interest. "You want revenge? What ans do you have to oppose now? We in the Black Nether Demon Domain learned of your existence long ago, Nangong Chen. From the beginning, our true target has always been you. Your strength is impressive. At the peak of Nirvana Ninth Layer, perhaps you and I could have fought a world-shaking life-or-death battle. But now? You are no match for ."
Mo Qianren regarded Su Chen with the amused mockery of a cat toying with a mouse.
Su Chen shook his head and spoke softly. "Becoming a Saint… is it really so difficult?"
A terrifying aura erupted from within Su Chen's body.
Countless chains of order descended from the heavens. Vast purple qi flooded the surroundings. It was as though a young ancient Great Emperor had awakened. Across millions of li, the world rang with the endless hum of sword cries. Every blade of grass, every mountain, every river—everything in heaven and earth could serve as a sword, and everything bowed in submission!
Ji Changkong's face lit with wild joy. "I knew it! Senior Brother is invincible! Senior Brother is about to beco a Saint! Reincarnation of a demon god or whatever—he'll suppress them all!"
The cultivators of the Azure Nether Dao Domain burst with renewed hope. Just when despair had gripped them, light broke through the darkness once more.
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The joy on the Azure Nether side stood in stark contrast to the stunned silence of the Black Nether Demon Domain.
This was the Saint tribulation! Nangong Chen was becoming a Saint?
Even the suppressed Zhu Huangtian looked horrified. The Black Nether Demon Domain had sched for so long, sacrificing everything—including him—to strangle this future threat in the cradle.
Was it all about to collapse into nothing?
Mo Qianren's expression froze. Realization dawned, and his voice dropped low. "You've been suppressing your realm… You were waiting for ?"
Su Chen stood bathed in lightning, resembling a supre deity. His three thousand strands of black hair danced wildly. The terrifying aura he exuded was enough to make anyone's soul tremble.
"Mo Qianren, you did not disappoint !"
Su Chen laughed aloud. "If I beca a Saint while you remained below that realm, how boring would this battle have been?"
His words struck Mo Qianren deeply. A flicker of genuine admiration rose in the demon's heart.
Facing the ascending Su Chen, Mo Qianren set aside every sche and calculation. He threw his head back and laughed with bold sincerity. "Nangong Chen, you are right. If the two of us cannot fight on equal footing, it would be the greatest regret of this era. How laughable—my Black Nether Demon Domain sched so ticulously, only to fall into the inferior path!"
A piece of demon-god remnant bone rested against Mo Qianren's chest, pulsing with terrifying power. "Then let the two of us fight a fair and upright battle!"
Su Chen swung his sword and cleaved the tribulation lightning in two.
Mo Qianren descended like a true demon god, unleashing his Demon God Domain. Billions of demonic runes surged like an ocean.
The two clashed.
From the demon rampart, they fought all the way to Heavenly Pass, alarming the great powers of the Azure Nether Dao Domain.
"It's Nangong Chen of Falling Emperor Mountain… but who is fighting him?"
"Such terrifying auras. They are only in the Saint realm, yet their clash rivals two Saint Kings battling!"
"…"
On Falling Emperor Mountain, an old man in coarse hemp robes narrowed his eyes. With one hand, he scooped up the soundly sleeping old loach.
"Old thing, what are you grabbing for?"
Long Qiu jolted awake from his slumber, thoroughly displeased.
The hemp-robed elder said, "Little loach, want a treasure?"
Long Qiu's drowsiness vanished in an instant.
The old man pointed toward Mo Qianren, who was locked in battle with Su Chen far below.
"If little Chen falls, kill him. There's an Emperor Bone on his body."
Long Qiu's eyes instantly glead.
The hemp-robed elder continued, "If little Chen wins, find an opportunity to kill him anyway. That Emperor Bone will be yours."
Long Qiu vanished with a whoosh.
Su Chen and Mo Qianren shattered one stretch of heaven and earth after another until their battle finally reached the edge of a forbidden zone.
The violent shockwaves stirred the forbidden land. Within the zone, several terrifying gazes snapped open.
"It's the Innate Supre Sword Body and the Emperor Bone!"
The ancient existences inside the forbidden zone stared with naked greed. The two torrents of condensed blood qi made their withered bodies ache with hunger.
Kill!
Unable to hold back any longer, the forbidden zone powerhouses struck, attempting to ambush the pair while they were engaged.
"Suppress!"
Su Chen held his sword in one hand and ford the Emperor Suppression Seal with the other. An old Saint King was crushed on the spot, his blood staining the sky.
Mo Qianren refused to fall behind. Demonic flas roared to the heavens as the ancient demon-god remnant bones manifested into a towering demonic deity. One massive hand crushed the body of another forbidden zone powerhouse, then opened a gaping maw and swallowed him whole.
The sight left the remaining creatures of the forbidden zone questioning who the true monsters inside were.
The last two Saint Kings—already withered and decayed—watched their companions die. It was as though a bucket of ice water had been dumped over them. The greed that had burned so fiercely monts ago dissolved into boundless terror.
This was no free feast delivered to their doorstep. This was heaven itself coming to collect their lives!
Su Chen and Mo Qianren exchanged a glance. Without a word, both decided to eliminate these nuisances first. Neither the beings of the Azure Nether Dao Domain nor those of the Black Nether Demon Domain held any goodwill toward forbidden zones.
Realizing the danger, the two remaining Saint Kings turned to flee.
Su Chen and Mo Qianren gave chase. They pursued the fugitives into the outer starry void and cut them down.
The terrifying shockwaves rippled outward, causing the myriad races in the domain beyond to tremble in fear. It was too horrifying—Saints slaughtering Saint Kings like dogs.
With the forbidden zone's ancient monsters dealt with, Su Chen and Mo Qianren resud their duel.
Sowhere amid the starlit void, an ancient being sighed.
"If these two had been born in a great era, both would surely have had the qualifications to attain the Dao… What a pity they were born in this one…"
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