"Taiyuan Saint Way … Starlight!" Fang Xingchen roared furiously as his powerful aura soared into the sky. It was as if he had shattered the dark clouds. The clouds parted and the moon shone brightly, revealing specks of stars that shone with dazzling light.
Streams of starlight descended, and Fang Xingchen's body unleashed a suction force, absorbing all of the streams of dazzling starlight into his body. An astonishing aura rang out, and Fang Xingchen's body was engulfed by the starlight. When he reappeared, he had turned into a starlight giant that was ten feet tall.
This starlight giant was extremely strong. Its entire body shone with a dazzling brilliance that shone in all directions.
It was very strong. Compared to the previous starlight giants, it was many times stronger. The terrifying pressure repelled the air around it, forming layers of ripples that swept away.
Boom!
The starlight giant punched out. Its huge fist was like a meteor that fell from the sky. It carried the terrifying power of starlight and destroyed everything. It directly smashed a demon elite into pieces.
Fang Xingchen, who was only at the Sixth Level of the Extreme Human Realm, could defeat an ordinary Seventh Level of the Extreme Human Realm. Even if he faced an Eighth Level of the Extreme Human Realm, he still had a chance. Now that he had transformed into a starlight giant using the secret technique of Taiyuan Saint Way, his strength had skyrocketed. He could easily defeat an ordinary Eighth Level of the Extreme Human Realm.
There were many demon elites that came to invade this time. The strongest was at the Earth Spirit Realm, while the weakest was at the Seventh Level of the Low Human Realm. With such strength, it was impossible for them to block the fist of Fang Xingchen's starlight giant.
The Canggu's saint burst forth, the Endless Sky Saintess attacked with all her might, and Fang Xingchen used his secret technique. The other geniuses naturally didn't dare to be left out. They all used their strongest moves.
Secret technique!
Or bloodline power!
Instantly, the geniuses' strength increased by a lot. They became even stronger.
For a time, the opponents of the geniuses were killed one after another. However, there were too many demon elites attacking them. It felt like they couldn't kill all of them no matter how hard they tried. They met another opponent, a powerful opponent. It was difficult to defeat them in a short period of time.
The Demon Suppression Sergeants of the Diligent Dragon Tribe helped to fight against the demons while protecting the injured. They quickly brought them away to treat their injuries.
Otherwise, if he died here, he would really die. It would be better to live and recuperate, then fight the Devil Race again and kill more Devil Race. That would be more meaningful.
Chen Zong could sense everything within a kilometer around him. It was a wonderful feeling. He could control the Demon Slaying Arrow as if it were his own arm. Wherever he pointed, it would hit. As soon as it left the bow, the arrow would be shot at him.
Under these circumstances, Chen Zong relieved many Heaven's Favorites of their stress and allowed them to survive until today.
In the air above the Demon Race's camp, numerous black figures stood tall, exuding overwhelming demonic might. They were the Demon Race's titled Monarchs.
"Human race, this brat might become a scourge. We have to get rid of him as soon as possible." Demon Emperor Tianlin spoke up. His demonic might was torrential as it spread out.
"He's just an Extreme Mortal. You and I are making a mountain out of a molehill." Demon Emperor Tianxiong chuckled and said to the air, "Go, kill him."
The surrounding air fluctuated, but there was nothing.
On the walls of the Demon Suppression Fortress, Chen Zong was suddenly startled. An inexplicable sense of danger attacked him, as if it came from the deepest part of his soul. Chen Zong woke up in an instant and broke away from the state of sensing his surroundings. He felt lost for no reason.
But now was not the time to feel lost. Chen Zong knew that an invisible danger was rapidly approaching him, wanting to kill him. The source of the danger was undoubtedly the Devil Race.
His eyes were as sharp as swords. He quickly scanned the area, but found nothing. He could not figure out where the danger was coming from.
The invisible danger turned into an incomparably heavy pressure, constantly attacking him. Chen Zong's face turned solemn. He stopped shooting Demon Slaying Arrow, put down the Demon Slaying Bow, and pulled out the Heavenly Will Sword. His Void Sword Force was activated to the extreme, and the Demon Slaying Armor moved without any wind.
He was on high alert.
But even so, Chen Zong still did not feel at ease.
This sense of danger that could kill him at any time made Chen Zong uneasy, but it also brought great pressure to Chen Zong.
When a person was under pressure, their nerves would be tense. Being tense for a long time was a great challenge, and it could even cause a person to collapse.
Chen Zong's willpower was unparalleled. There was no doubt about that. Even so, the pressure of this terrifying sense of danger was very frightening. It was like an invisible mountain, fiercely pressing down on Chen Zong's sea of consciousness and heart, making him almost unable to breathe.
Especially when this kind of danger could not be determined where it would come from, and how it would appear.
The unknown always made people more fearful.
Cold sweat seeped from his forehead, slid down his cheeks, and dripped to the ground. It was a soft sound, but in this chaotic battlefield, to Chen Zong, it was so clear and ear-piercing.
Every breath seemed to be as long as a year. Every breath became incomparably slow, and it constantly entered his ears. It seemed that he was the only one left in the whole world.
He had been abandoned.
The deep sense of loneliness made Chen Zong very uncomfortable, but he had to bear it.
It seemed that he was the only living person left in the whole world. This feeling was even more terrible than being imprisoned in a cold and dark room.
People with weak willpower would collapse at once, and then go crazy. Chen Zong's willpower was incomparably strong, so he could remain clear-headed in this deep sense of despair. But this loneliness turned into despair, spreading rapidly like a virus, constantly swallowing Chen Zong's willpower and dragging him into the abyss.
Suddenly, there was a flash in front of his eyes, and everything really disappeared.
Chen Zong could clearly distinguish this kind of disappearance. It was not the disappearance caused by the previous suppression, but a real disappearance, as if he had been transferred to another world and brought into another space.
Before, it was loneliness, but now, in addition to loneliness, there was also a kind of gloomy and dead silence pervading with despair.
"Hahahaha …"
"Hahahaha …"
"Hahahaha …"
Gloomy, vigorous, sharp … all kinds of strange sounds kept coming from the gloomy and dead space. They were full of evil, constantly invading Chen Zong's body, penetrating into his sea of consciousness, and straight to his soul.
If an ordinary warrior faced this situation, even if his soul was not broken, he would be greatly disturbed and extremely uncomfortable. His willpower would be chaotic, and he would not be able to maintain his strength. But Chen Zong's soul was strong, and his soul sense was more powerful than ordinary people's, so he withstood it immediately.
However, the demonic sound was continuous and mighty. Wave after wave, it became more and more chaotic. Chen Zong unconsciously frowned. He mobilized all of his spiritual sense to resist this attack with all his strength. However, he gradually became weaker and weaker.
Because his soul sense was constantly consumed in resisting, but the evil sounds seemed to be endless.
In an instant, his soul sense was exhausted, and the terrible evil sounds with the power of destruction instantly pierced Chen Zong's soul, trying to destroy it.
The soul was the foundation of a human being.
Some experts lost their bodies, but as long as their souls were strong enough, they could continue to live, or even seize other people's bodies to cultivate again and reach the peak.
Therefore, the soul was more important than the body. In a person's life, the importance of the soul was ranked first.
If the soul was damaged, it would greatly affect a person's cultivation and even life. It was much more serious than losing an arm or a leg. If the soul was destroyed, a person would die directly, and there was no chance of survival.
But at the same time, the soul was an extremely mysterious area, and it was very difficult to be touched.
In fact, the evil sounds could not directly attack the soul, but they could indirectly affect it. When the effect reached the extreme, the soul would be destroyed.
At this moment, Chen Zong felt extremely uncomfortable. He felt an intense pain in his head, as if invisible blades and sword Qi had entered his head and were violently strangling him. He wanted nothing more than to split his head open and empty it out.
But Chen Zong was still rational. If he really split his head open, he would die an unnatural death.
However, this kind of destruction to the soul was too painful. It was so painful that Chen Zong's face was distorted and his facial features were ferocious. He could not help holding his head with both hands, and his fingers clasped his head tightly. Blue veins bulged on the back of his hands. If Chen Zong did not have a little bit of rationality left, he would have burst out all his strength and crushed his own head.
If that was the case, it would be too stupid to die.
Hang in there, I must hang in there.
No matter what, I must hang in there.
But the evil sounds did not stop. They were endless, and they would not stop until they destroyed Chen Zong's soul.
Chen Zong felt that he could not hold on any longer. The Flame of Soul was like a candle in the wind, and it was about to be extinguished.
At this moment, the Heart Sword Seal, which had been silent all this time, suddenly trembled and burst out with a silver divine light. The divine light was vast and mighty, and it swept across in an instant, as if a god had descended to the earth.
The evil sounds that filled the sea of consciousness and constantly affected the soul were instantly silenced, as if a duck had been choked by the neck.
Then, the evil sounds that were constantly coming from outside also paused in an instant. They fell silent and returned to nothingness.
The Heart Sword Seal trembled, and there seemed to be a sword chime. Chen Zong could not hear it, and neither could the others, but the person who had attacked in the dark heard it.
In the ears of the person who had attacked in the dark, this sword chime was like the sound of the God of Death. It was unstoppable, and it directly destroyed all his resistance in an instant. Then, it directly attacked the soul. In an instant, the Flame of Soul was extinguished.
Outside the Demon Suppressing Fortress, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air. The figure was pitch-black, as if it was wrapped in black bandages. It was impossible to see the figure's appearance, but it was surrounded by an extremely strange and cold aura.
The figure fell from the sky and landed on the battlefield. In an instant, its body was strangled by the terrifying power of the battlefield, and not even its bones were left.
This scene was insignificant, and only the Demon Emperors of the Demon Clan noticed it. Their expressions changed drastically. They knew very well who the corpse was.
He also knew that they were the ones who had sent the assassins to kill Chen Zong discreetly so that no one would be able to stop them. However, who would have thought that not only did the assassins fail, they even ended up dying in the process?
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