Demonic Light!
Chen Zong's sword pierced through the air. The Heavenly Will Sword seemed to have disappeared, turning into a dark and gloomy sword light. It looked unremarkable, but upon closer inspection, one would discover that the light contained within was extremely intense. Restrained, extremely restrained.
Chen Zong did not use his full strength. He only used a small part of his strength to display this secret sword. The dark and gloomy sword light pierced through the air, immediately hitting a demonic beast puppet. The demonic beast puppet's body had reached the level of a Demon King. This time, the demonic beast puppet was not repelled, nor was it able to block the attack. Its body was instantly pierced through.
As it fell, the demonic beast puppet immediately shattered, scattering all over the ground. It could not move anymore.
Jing Wuxue and Bai Yi also used more of their strength, destroying the demonic beast puppets one after another. It felt as if they were breaking bamboo.
"The power is indeed not bad, but it is still not enough." Chen Zong waved his sword and displayed the secret sword, Demonic Light. He had to familiarize himself with this secret sword. No matter how good a move was, if he was not familiar with its application, then it would be a waste. If he were to use it in a critical moment and there was a slight deviation, the consequences would be very serious.
If it was light, he would be injured, and if it was heavy, he would die.
The power of Demonic Light was indeed very strong, but Chen Zong felt that something was wrong. It was as if the potential of this sword had not been fully stimulated.
After displaying the secret sword again and again, Chen Zong continued to explore and comprehend, and then he suddenly understood.
The Demonic Light Secret Sword's concept was to struggle free from the abyss of despair, to rise up in the face of adversity, to counterattack in a desperate situation, to ignite one's will, to transform into a ray of light, to break through all obstacles and achieve freedom.
However, although the demonic beast puppets were not weak, to Chen Zong, the difference was too great. They could not pose any threat to Chen Zong at all, not to mention the abyss of despair and adversity.
Without this premise, the power of Demonic Light Secret Sword was naturally affected, unable to fully display its power.
After realizing this, Chen Zong had no solution. He couldn't really limit his strength and deliberately put himself in a desperate situation, could he?
There was no need for that at all. Although the Demonic Light Secret Sword Art was good, it wasn't worth Chen Zong's effort. Moreover, if he continued to practice it, he might encounter stronger opponents or scarier places. When the time came, he might face a desperate situation.
While he was thinking, Chen Zong's sword didn't stop moving. He continued to use the Demonic Light Secret Sword, slashing through the air again and again, destroying one Demonic Beast Puppet after another.
Although he was unable to fully unleash the power of the Demonic Light Secret Sword, the power he had displayed was not to be underestimated. It was not inferior to any of his five killer moves at all. It was only slightly inferior to Heaven and Earth's Return to Ruins, and it did not consume much of his cultivation base.
However, the Demonic Light Secret Sword didn't consume cultivation, but Divine Will.
Chen Zong's original Divine Will had been tempered by life and death situations. It was very tyrannical. Moreover, he had cultivated the Ghost Fire Jade Tempering Technique, which used the Primordial Evil God's Source of Extreme Evil as fuel to ignite the Ghost Fire. Its effect was even more astonishing.
As a result, Chen Zong's Divine Will was more than twice as strong as it was ten years ago.
The Demon Kings burst forth with tyrannical strength, displaying their ultimate moves. Their auras were extremely violent and tyrannical. They fought back against the Demonic Beast Puppets, and an intense chaotic battle began.
Among the Demon Kings who entered here, there were strong and weak. The Demon King level corresponded to the Human Race's Real Chaos List, but the Real Chaos List had a hundred places. There was a difference in strength between different places, and the difference between the top ten and the bottom ten was even more obvious.
Similarly, there were strong and weak Demon Kings. The powerful top Demon Kings could easily defeat and kill the weak.
The top Demon Kings.
This was where the difference lay.
Thousands of Demonic Beast Puppets were constantly defeated. Although they posed a threat to some Demon Kings, they were not strong. After all, the Demonic Beast Puppets here were limited in strength, only equivalent to the top Demon King level.
They were all defeated!
A rumbling sound suddenly rang out, and the four walls were trembling. Soon after, they cracked open, and four doors appeared. Inside the doors was pitch black, as if they contained some terrifying existence.
"Let's go!"
Without any hesitation, the Demon Kings immediately rushed toward the cracked walls. Now that things had come to this, there was no reason to retreat. Continuing to explore forward was the right thing to do.
The group of Demon Kings immediately scattered, rushing into different doors and disappearing.
When all the Demon Kings had rushed into the doors, the tremors started again. The doors closed, and the Demonic Beast Puppets scattered all over the ground seemed to be pulled by some kind of force. They stood up one after another and returned to their original positions. They turned into statues again, motionless, as if waiting for something.
Outside, the second batch of Demon Kings had arrived and stepped into the first level of the Demon Emperor's mausoleum.
…
There were not many Demon Kings in this batch of Demon Kings who had entered the third level, less than a hundred in total. They scattered and entered different doors. The Demon Kings in each door ranged from more than twenty to less than a dozen.
There were a total of fifteen Demon Kings on Chen Zong's side.
After stepping into the door, the door behind them closed, and there was no way out. They could only continue to move forward, or be trapped here until they died.
In front of them was a passage, a pitch-black passage that seemed to have no end.
The sound of footsteps rang out continuously. It was the sound of the Demon Kings' footsteps. In this dark passage, it was extremely clear, so clear that it was a little scary.
Low roars rang out one after another. There were a total of 15 roars, and each roar carried an indescribable might. It was as if they could shatter mountains and rivers. Then, a deathly aura spread out from the front, like the assault of a fierce wind.
Demonic Puppets!
Fifteen Demonic Puppets appeared. The moment the fifteen Demonic Puppets appeared, the fifteen Demon Kings immediately felt that they were locked on. In that instant, they understood that they were facing a Demonic Puppet, and only by defeating that Demonic Puppet would they have the right to continue moving forward.
There was no reason, it was just a feeling.
These Demonic Puppets were left behind by Zhui Ming Devil Emperor to protect his mausoleum from being disturbed. At the same time, it was also a kind of test, a test for intruders.
If they couldn't pass the test, then only death would await them, and it would be equivalent to being buried with Zhui Ming Devil Emperor. However, if they could pass the test, then they would have the chance to obtain Zhui Ming Devil Emperor's inheritance and treasures.
Chen Zong felt a tyrannical aura locking on to him. That aura was extremely shocking, and it was as vigorous as a mountain, as if it wanted to suppress him.
Demon King Level!
Without a doubt, this was a Demon King Level Demonic Puppet, which was very powerful.
Demon King Level Demonic Puppets weren't cabbages that could be found anywhere. They were experts that had the qualifications to establish their own tribes. When the Demon King Level Demonic Puppet attacked, the fifteen Demon Kings felt as if they were facing a great enemy.
Kill!
Jing Wuxue's expression didn't change. He was like a cold iron in the deep sea, extremely cold. His entire body emitted an extremely terrifying aura of loneliness and despair. He slashed out with his sword, and his body and sword became one. He mercilessly attacked the Demonic Puppet, and the Demonic Puppet also attacked Jing Wuxue.
When the Demonic Puppets attacked, the Demon Kings all attacked their respective Demonic Puppets.
Chen Zong's Demonic Puppet was a strange Demonic Puppet with six arms. It stood upright like a human, but its body was like a beast, and its skin was like a withered tree. It looked extremely tough.
The Heavenly Will Sword was unsheathed, and the Divine Will pressed down, directly locking on to one of the Demonic Puppets.
Slash!
A sword slashed out, and a dim light instantly broke through the sky. It was the Secret Sword, Demonic Light.
This sword was used again and again by Chen Zong, and he became more and more familiar with it. The sword light slashed through the sky, cutting through the darkness, as if it was chasing after the light of eternity. It was so resolute, so courageous, and had an invincible will.
Kill!
The sword light arrived first, and the moment it pierced through the Demonic Puppet, Chen Zong immediately felt a sense of toughness blocking the sword light. Such a powerful sword attack actually felt like it couldn't pierce through the Demonic Puppet's body. At the same time, the Demonic Puppet's six arms attacked Chen Zong from all directions, and Chen Zong felt like he couldn't dodge.
Don't retreat!
As the sword light flashed, it blocked the attacks of the Demonic Puppet's six arms. The power of each attack was clearly grasped by Chen Zong. It was very strong, but it wasn't enough to pose a real threat to Chen Zong.
The body of the sword trembled, and with great skill, it instantly broke apart the six arms that were attacking him. Borrowing the strength of the sword, the speed of the sword exploded, and the sword energy became more and more powerful. The sword crossed the sky like a meteor streaking across the night sky, so bright, dazzling, and eye-catching.
It was still the Demonic Light Sword, but its power was several times stronger. This was because Chen Zong used more of his strength.
Under the sword, the defense of the Demonic Puppet was broken and penetrated.
Jing Wuxue and Bai Yi also used more of their strength to suppress the Demonic Puppet, and then defeated it.
"Help me."
"I am the leader of the Night Bark Tribe, help me defeat the Demonic Puppet."
The strength of the other twelve Demon Kings was more ordinary, or rather, there was a gap between them and Chen Zong's group. Therefore, they couldn't defeat the Demonic Puppets in a short time and couldn't help but ask for help.
However, Chen Zong's group didn't pay attention to them, as if they didn't hear them. After defeating their respective Demonic Puppets, they rushed forward.
"What tribe are the three of you from? How dare you be so rude." The Demon King of the Night Bark Tribe was furious, and his tone was full of threat. However, his threat was useless and was completely ignored.
In front of them, a low roar suddenly rang out. It was as though the roar penetrated through the darkness of the night. There was nothing that could block it. The roar directly entered the ears of Chen Zong and the other two, causing them to instantly feel a sense of threat.
The power contained in the roar was somewhat strong, much stronger than the Demonic Puppet just now.
Oppression!
An indescribable oppression came, and even the aura became more oppressive.
Three figures suddenly appeared, step by step, and the oppressive aura became more and more intense, and more and more obvious, as if it was going to crush everything.
They appeared!
The three figures appeared, and they were in the shape of three Demonic Beasts. One was like a tiger and a leopard, one was a wolf with two heads, and the last one was a black giant python that looked like a bamboo joint. Scarlet light burst out from their eyes, and it could see through everything.
The one that locked onto Chen Zong was the wolf with two heads. Its scarlet eyes were gloomy and boundless, and it was full of terrifying killing intent and deathly stillness.
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