Chapter 583: Chapter 287: Unprecedented, Who Dares to Speak Again?
Perhaps this Great Freedom Demon Emperor wants a quick victory, and does not wish for Luo Shangxian to interfere.
In the Jiushan Realm, the pressure felt by the three was immense.
In that Heavenly Palace, thirty-three levels of heavenly palaces appeared in the sky of the Jiushan Realm.
One by one, countless demons on the sea died eagerly, and the aura of the Great Freedom Demon Emperor grew stronger.
Moments later, he stood up, raised his hand, and swatted towards Zheng Fa as if swatting a fly.
His palm grew larger and larger in the void, obscuring the entire sky of the Jiushan Realm.
The Qingjing Bamboo and Fusang Wood only managed to make his palm pause for a moment before bouncing off.
The center of the palm aimed directly at Zheng Fa!
Behind the palm, the face of the Great Freedom Demon Emperor was as lofty as the Heavenly Emperor.
But in Zheng Fa’s eyes, there was not a trace of fear—both the Great Freedom Demon Emperor and he were waiting!
Waiting for Xie Qingxue!
The secret technique passed down by the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor was immensely powerful, posing high requirements for Xie Qingxue, so the preparation time was long.
During the previous confrontations, Xie Qingxue had not made a move, as she was gathering her strength.
At this moment, she transformed from solid back to ethereal, merging like smoke into the Qingping Sword.
The Qingping Sword leapt into Zheng Fa’s hands, the operation of the Jiushan Golden Core technique within him sped up, one sword, two people, at this moment, their minds seemed to connect.
The Great Freedom Demon Emperor seemed to sense something, his indifferent pupils flickered, his gaze fell on the Qingping Sword in Zheng Fa’s hand, the giant palm in the sky paused slightly, as if attempting to withdraw.
"Zhang Shijie!"
Zhang Shijie shook the Qingjing Bamboo in her hand, and the Sun and Moon Clock rose with residual strength, booming resonantly, the sky of the Jiushan Realm seemed to become a blue-gold glaze, exuding hardness.
This caused the Great Freedom Demon Emperor’s body, attempting to escape, to slow for a moment.
Only this moment, and life and death hung in the balance!
Zheng Fa raised his sword, transforming into a rainbow, and stabbed forward!
This strike seemed unimpressive, like the clumsiest sword move of a mortal.
But Zheng Fa knew that within this thrust, was the insight he had gained into the Jiushan Golden Core technique during these days in the Jiushan Realm, the trust Xie Qingxue placed in him with her life, perhaps even the spirit of heroism from Tianhe Venerable, and the millennia of perseverance of Shouzhong Ancestral Master.
This thrust was named—Demon Cleansing!
The fastest Divine Skill under heaven, carrying the sword technique of the strongest from past eras, no one could escape it, no one could block it!
The Qingping Sword pierced through the giant palm obscuring the entire Jiushan Realm, shattered the thirty-three heavenly palaces occupying the Xuanwei Sky, and finally, the sword tip stabbed into the chest of the Great Freedom Demon Emperor!
"This sword..."
Zheng Fa heard the whisper of the Great Freedom Demon Emperor.
"It is the very sword Tianhe Venerable used to kill you!"
Zheng Fa’s voice rang out amidst the Sword Qi.
"Tianhe..." The Great Freedom Demon Emperor’s face twisted, as though these two words instilled dread in him, but he soon laughed, "If Tianhe were here, I would naturally bow down..."
"But you?"
"You are far from enough!"
He was not a man of many words, but when mentioning Tianhe, it seemed he had much to say.
Zheng Fa remained silent, because the Great Freedom Demon Emperor’s confidence was not without reason—the Great Freedom Demon Emperor, though pierced through the heart with a sword, showed no sign of pain on his face, his body gradually turning into nothingness, leaving only an indescribable swarm of talismanic diagrams circling around the Qingping Sword.
The brilliance on the blade of the Qingping Sword flickered.
Zheng Fa felt a wave of agony from his Sea of Consciousness, this was Xie Qingxue’s pain...
Evidently, the Great Freedom Demon Emperor was not only not dead, he was still contending with the Qingping Sword!
Both Zheng Fa and Xie Qingxue were far from the level of the Tianhe Venerable of the past.
But what Zheng Fa was waiting for was not just Xie Qingxue!
There was also Chen Ting!
The talismanic diagrams circling the Qingping Sword quivered, and a faint scream echoed, the central mass of talismanic diagrams suddenly began to crack!
He was ecstatic, wielded the sword, carrying the remaining strength of Xie Qingxue, and stabbed again!
With this stab, everything dissipated!
The talismanic diagrams in the sky vanished.
The aura of the Great Freedom Demon Emperor disappeared completely.
The seawater gradually receded, and the mortals on the ground regained their awareness.
Zheng Fa’s arm drooped, seemingly exhausted, the Qingping Sword pointed diagonally at the ground.
Xie Qingxue’s figure emerged, her face a shade of golden purple, looking even more wretched than him.
Zhang Shijie emerged from the Jiushan Realm, holding the Qingjing Bamboo, her gaze directed at Luo Shangxian of Haori Mountain.
Luo Shangxian of Haori Mountain indeed seemed restless at this moment.
His expression showed fear, clearly never imagining that Zheng Fa could actually win...
But at this moment Zheng Fa seemed extremely weak, and Xie Qingxue appeared almost disintegrated—no matter how Zheng Fa had defeated the Great Freedom Demon Emperor, now was his chance to seize the Fusang Wood.
A Treasure Bead rose above his head, as if intimidating, like waiting for Zheng Fa to yield.
But in the next moment, blood rain began to fall on his head.
Blood rain?
Luo Shangxian looked up, the sky was a strange white, this white was not clouds, not mist, rather like a layer of dense white cloth, obscuring everything in the sky, so white it was eerie, so white it caused unease.
Scarlet raindrops seeped from this "white cloth," falling drop by drop on his head.
The wind howled across the mountains as if mourning.
"What is this..."
Possessing Dao Fruit, his voice still trembled uncontrollably.
"When a Dao Fruit dies, heaven and earth mourn."
Mingde Master’s words confirmed the suspicion he dared not voice.
"A Dao Fruit dead? How could that be..."
Mingde Master, very much agreeing, nodded to his words.
But there were records of today’s phenomenon in ancient texts, this rumor came from the sparsely documented first three eras...
After the Demon Ancestor attained Dao Fruit, no Dao Fruit has truly died.
Even the Tianhe Venerable never truly killed a Dao Fruit — a rule that a Dao Fruit does not die has long been established in the Xuanwei Realm!
But now...
He turned his gaze to Zheng Fa, who was gazing up at the sky.
He knew, Luo Shangxian would not make a move now.
Everyone feared death, but Dao Fruits feared it even more.
Without understanding what had truly happened to the Great Freedom Demon Emperor, Luo Shangxian dared not gamble!
To confront a Dao Fruit with Golden Core cultivation, unprecedented!
To kill a Dao Fruit with Golden Core cultivation...
Mingde Master at this moment dared to assert—a unique event that might never happen again after ages!
Zheng Fa glanced at Luo Shangxian, without saying a word.
Luo Shangxian seemed frightened, his stiff face breaking into an awkward smile.
Mingde Master watched this scene, feeling slightly derisive:
At this point, everyone knew the Fusang Wood was with Zheng Fa.
Who dared to speak otherwise?
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