What was a Demonic God?
Even the people of the Demonic World did not know. They would only stammer that it was the god they believed in.
However, in reality, there was no such thing as a Demonic God in this world. It was just that there were many people who believed in it. Countless years of accumulation of the power of faith gave birth to such an existence.
It did not have intelligence; it could even be said that it did not have life. It was controlled by the person who created it.
The Demonic God possessed strong energy, the accumulation of the power of faith over countless years, the energy of souls from all sorts of blood sacrifices, and all sorts of evil secret techniques infused it with negative emotions.
Rather than calling it a god, it was more like a monster.
The Demonic World was different from the Deity Race. The Deity Race directly absorbed the power of faith and infused it into themselves. These people were not gods but still humans. Humans would die. When they died, the power of faith would scatter.
As for the Demonic God, it was born from the power of faith. It was undying and indestructible, continuously accumulating the power of faith.
There was also the horrifying blood sacrifices of the Dark Church, which provided the blood and souls of experts, making the Demonic God even more terrifying.
At this moment, the Treasure Master used the Demonic God to revive. It looked like he still had his own consciousness.
In reality, the true Treasure Master was already dead. Right now, the Thunder King was a monster that was neither human nor ghost.
"Kill!"
The appearance of the Demonic God plunged the Demonic World cultivators and the Demonic Beasts into a frenzy. Their eyes turned scarlet as they sank into some kind of crazed state.
They looked much more spirited, their strength returning to its peak.
In reality, it was just the Demonic God using a secret technique to activate their life potential, exhausting their life essence.
Facing the counterattack of this group of madmen, the Kunlun Realm cultivators fell into an extremely difficult situation.
Xiao Chen watched as the Demon Race cultivators that he had severely injured earlier suddenly appeared alive and well. Anyone who faced such a situation would feel like dying. This was too torturous.
However, the Kunlun Realm cultivators could not retreat, as there was already no way out.
Even if it looked like a dead end, they had to use their last bit of strength to stake it all on this.
"Retreat to Kunlun Mountain!"
At this moment, it was clearly not the right time to charge into battle with the Demons. They could only use Kunlun Mountain's terrain and formations as their final defense.
When facing the horrifying Demonic God, the various clans no longer dared to hide their resources.
Emperor Forsaken stood on top of the Divine Kingdom and quickly formed hand seals. He wanted to summon the sealed Old Ancestor of the God Race.
That was an ancient divine sovereign of the God Race. He had lived for many years, and because of the accumulation of time, his strength had already surpassed ordinary supreme beings.
Unfortunately, he was restricted by the Heavenly Dao and remained in a sealed state, not daring to appear in this world.
A crack opened in the pitch-black space. A beam of divine light shone in the dark world.
But very quickly, he was drowned in the endless darkness. Emperor Forsaken's expression turned slightly ugly.
The demonic might of the demon god was simply too strong. Even the divine light of the God Race Patriarch was unable to illuminate this dark world.
The Heaven Punishing Corpse God roared, and eight Corpse Race elders appeared, carrying a black wooden coffin.
The wooden coffin was heavily sealed and bound with chains. Each of the chains burned with green corpse flames.
A Martial God Medallion appeared in Ying Zongtian's hand. Then, he closed his eyes and muttered to himself, preparing to summon out the clone that the founder of the Bushin Palace left in the seal.
"The Heavenly Dao is really isolated!"
Emperor Forsaken showed a grave expression. Every time he summoned the Deity Race Patriarch, the Heavenly Dao would attack him.
This time, it did not. However, Emperor Forsaken could not smile at all. How strong was a Demonic God that could isolate the Heavenly Dao?
The Cyclic Astral Lord smiled bitterly and said, "Things have already reached this point. I'll just do my best."
The Myriad-Law Fiend Master's aged face looked at the Demonic God that the Thunder King possessed. He muttered, "Why bother? He is neither human nor ghost. What exactly is he seeking …"
The Myriad-Law Fiend Master was on good terms with the Thunder King. Seeing the other party end up like this, he felt a chill in his heart.
The Demonic God had appeared, and the Heavenly Dao was isolated. The Kunlun Realm was in grave danger. It might collapse in the next second.
However, at this moment, the seven Utmost Beings were a lot less nervous, and a lot calmer.
Why was this so? It was because they were already prepared to die.
They were Primes, the peak existences of the Kunlun Realm. After contributing all the strength they could, that would be enough.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a saber light lit up in the boundless darkness. That saber light looked somewhat weak in the darkness.
However, it was like a flickering star in the night sky. It was not very bright, but it existed eternally.
"It's Xiao Chen!"
"The Blue Dragon King is making a move!"
The crowd was very excited. In the dark night, even the weakest candlelight would attract everyone's attention.
At the crucial moment, the Demonic God descended. As the strongest person of the Kunlun Realm, the Blue Dragon King stood out without hesitation once more.
"Hahaha! Good timing. I don't have to look for you everywhere."
The Demonic God was three kilometers tall. Its face changed many times before finally turning into the Thunder King's face. Then, it revealed a sinister smile as it looked at Xiao Chen.
As Xiao Chen flew over, he did not have a saber in his hand. However, he cultivated the Flawless saber Dao. His body was the sharpest treasure saber in the world.
From the start to the end, his body gave off a weak saber light, resisting the might and pressure of the Demonic God.
Xiao Chen's expression remained calm. He ferociously flapped the Blue Dragon Divine Wings and punched at the Demonic God's head.
"Ignorant."
The Demonic God smiled coldly and spat out a black flame at Xiao Chen.
The Blue Dragon Divine Wings flapped gently, and Xiao Chen brushed by the flame.
"Bang!"
The Demonic God had just stopped when he punched. This punch distorted space, not something that could be judged with common sense.
Suddenly, the Demonic God arrived above Xiao Chen's head. The mountain-like fist light contained a Demonic Might that could destroy the world.
"Cauldron!"
Xiao Chen shouted, and ten thousand Dragon Force gathered into a cauldron. It stabilized the space, solidifying the distorted space.
Then, Xiao Chen executed the Myriad Heaven Divine Fist.
"Bang!" The attack knocked Xiao Chen into the air, and a large mouthful of blood leaked out of a corner of his lips.
"Do you feel the difference in strength? This is the power of faith that the Dark Church has accumulated for tens of thousands of years. Hahahaha!"
The Thunder King, who had possessed the Demonic God, laughed maniacally as he sent punches at Xiao Chen.
Every time the Thunder King punched, space distorted. The fist lights appeared and disappeared mysteriously, appearing boundlessly tyrannical.
"How terrifying!"
Xiao Chen was startled. However, after a while, he slowly lost consciousness.
Xiao Chen watched as the Demonic God approached, leading the allied Demon Races' armies to charge up Kunlun Mountain. If even Xiao Chen could not block the Demonic God, it would be a disaster for ordinary cultivators.
Xiao Chen shouted and burned his Magic Energy, executing the Major Magic Skill, Dharmic World.
His figure trembled slightly, and his body quickly enlarged, clashing with the approaching Demonic God.
"Bang!"
With a punch, Xiao Chen finally blocked the Demonic God's fist light. Then, he stood at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, blocking the other party's advance.
"I only have seven seconds. I have to do my best to push the Demonic God further away."
Bang! "
Loud rumbles resounded in the world. However, the Demonic God did not take a step back before Xiao Chen, who had executed Dharmic World.
Instead, the Demonic God launched a torrential barrage of attacks at Xiao Chen's Dharmic World. In just one breath, the huge Dharmic World was already riddled with injuries.
"Can you hold on? Let's see how long you can last! "The Thunder King, who had possessed the Demonic God, felt extremely delighted.
Xiao Chen used his fist as a saber, his body as a saber, and his Dharmic World as a saber.
Xiao Chen clenched his teeth and gave it his all. However, he still could not truly injure the Demonic God. All he could do was defend the foot of Kunlun Mountain with much difficulty.
"Boom!"
The Demonic God punched again, and Xiao Chen's huge Dharmic World body fell to one knee.
"Xiao Chen!"
The cultivators who had retreated to Kunlun Mountain felt heartbroken when they saw this, feeling immense pain. The kneeling Dharmic World was like a guardian of the mountain, stubborn and proud, not retreating.
When the final punch landed, the Dharmic World body went flying. Xiao Chen reverted to his original form. Blood dyed the sky, and half the bones in his body shattered.
"Xiao Chen, this is all you are capable of?!" The Demonic God laughed maniacally.
"Save him!"
However, of the seven Primes, Emperor Forsaken, Ying Zongtian, the Heaven Punishing Corpse God, and the Fox King were all anxiously summoning the treasures of their respective races. They could not free themselves at all.
The Myriad-Law Fiend Master, the Bright Moon Empress, and the Cyclic Astral Lord charged over without hesitation.
The three had only one thought: no matter what, they had to save Xiao Chen.
"Stop them! I want to torture Xiao Chen to death! I want him to suffer a hundred times, a thousand times the pain I've suffered!"
The Demon Gods roared furiously, and the Demon Sovereigns' Supremes came out in full force, blocking the three Supremes.
"What should we do? We've been blocked. Xiao Chen will die."
The Myriad-Law Fiend Master said with a grave expression as he looked at the eight Demon Monarchs blocking his way.
"I have a secret method, I can rush over. Help me hold them back, I can save him!"
A brilliant light flashed in the Cyclic Astral Lord's eyes. After hesitating for a while, he finally made up his mind.
"But you have to face the Demon God alone."
"There's no other choice."
A resolute expression appeared on Xing Zhu's handsome face, and his body suddenly turned into a ray of starlight and disappeared into the night.
When Xiao Chen reappeared, the boundless starlight in the sky condensed into the appearance of the Cyclic Astral Lord. He caught the falling Xiao Chen and dodged the Demonic God's gigantic hand.
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot. I'll kill you, an ant, first!"
Xiao Chen vomited a mouthful of blood. He was somewhat surprised that the Cyclic Astral Lord would be the one to save him without hesitation.
"Last night's stars, last night's wind. Starlight is like the wind, sending you off."
The Cyclic Astral Lord chanted. Boundless starlight shone through the dense demonic clouds in the sky, turning into a gentle, nine-colored astral wind.
Carrying Xiao Chen, the Cyclic Astral Lord flew to the top of Kunlun Mountain at an incredible speed.
He left Xiao Chen alone to face the Demonic God that the Thunder King possessed.
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