However, just as the Poisonous Enemy revealed a smile, the situation before it instantly turned upside down!
Under its shocked gaze, Fang Yuan completely ignored the poisonous needle on his chest and allowed it to pierce his body!
The young man's offensive didn't lessen at all, and the sword light, containing destructive power, exploded upon striking the enemy!
Boom!!
As rocks flew, the armor of the Poisonous Enemy Demon Lord shattered piece by piece, and its massive body was sent flying like a cannonball!
Before it could regain its balance, Fang Yuan had already torn through the air and closed in once again.
The young man stood mid-air, his robe fluttering, and with both arms raised high, the sword light fell like a meteor, crashing down with incredible force!
Boom—!
The violent aftermath swept through the surroundings, causing even the towering mountains to crumble under the impact of this strike!
This shocking scene made Elder Bai and many Demon Emperor-level experts involuntarily hold their breath. They even subconsciously stopped fighting to pay attention to the situation here.
Elder Bai tried to calm his wildly beating heart, but when he witnessed this young cultivator first instantly kill their own young sect master and now thoroughly defeat the mighty Demon Lord, he couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably.
He turned his head with difficulty, casting a questioning look at Ruan Tianhe beside him: "What... what is going on here?"
"Heh... The Emperor's power is beyond the comprehension of mere ants like you!" Ruan Tianhe replied, trying to stay calm, but his rapidly rising chest betrayed the shock in his heart.
He had initially thought that even if the Emperor personally intervened, the battle with the Demon Lord would be a fierce and earth-shattering clash. To his surprise, it was one-sided domination.
How could the difference in strength be so great, even between Martial Saints?!
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The Poisonous Enemy Demon Lord was in a terrible state, its armor shattered, and its magic power dissipating like a flickering candle in the wind.
It was mentally shaken, and in its fear, it almost lost its ability to think.
The deadly tail spike it was so proud of clearly pierced Fang Yuan's chest, but not only was he unaffected by the poison, even his skin wasn't damaged in the slightest!
This scene felt so familiar... just like the previous encounter with Ruan Tianhe!
However, the difference here was that this tail spike's poison, even for stronger Heavenly Realm cultivators, would be lethal, and its sharpness far exceeded the previous Crocodile Claw attack it used!
But even so, it couldn't even leave a trace on that person!
What's going on?! How come these human cultivators are so monstrously powerful with their divine abilities?!
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In just a few exchanges, Fang Yuan had already figured out his power level in this upper world.
The effects of the Nine Heavens Thunder Body Tempering were far beyond his expectations. Combined with the many divine abilities brought by the Fourth Heavenly Calamity, he was able to crush even Demon Lord-level opponents.
It's likely that even a true Heavenly Realm expert would be at a disadvantage against him!
After all, despite his mechanism not being updated, his attributes had leveled up considerably.
Another flash of sword light, and the enormous demon body of the Poisonous Enemy Demon Lord was cleaved in two, but the next moment, it turned into two shriveled husks.
At the same time, a miserable figure appeared below the husks.
It was the dying Poisonous Enemy Demon Lord.
At this moment, it had a hideous expression, covered in blood, with none of its previous composure left. Its eight scorpion legs flailed wildly, and it turned and fled in panic without looking back.
This Demon Lord had many tricks, and at this moment, it attempted to escape by shedding its skin.
"Hmph, think you can escape?!"
A cold gleam flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes, his body shot upwards, and he stomped on the fleeing Demon Lord's back, forcibly driving it into the mountain rocks.
Taking a slow breath, his heavy sword was already raised high.
"Please spare me, great one! I'm willing to become your mount, to serve you!"
The Poisonous Enemy Demon Lord begged for mercy. Its thousand-year cultivation was hard-earned; how could it accept death so easily?
But before it could finish its plea, sword lights rained down like a violent storm!
"Mount? Very well, today I will see what it's like to have a mount!"
The young man's cold voice whispered in the Demon Lord's ear, like the murmur of death.
In an instant, the raging sword qi engulfed the Poisonous Enemy, and the sound of it shattering filled the air as the scorpion armor was torn apart piece by piece, completely destroying the life force of the Demon Lord!
[Slain a Demon Lord-level demon, Virtue Points +700,000!]
The virtue points were not as much as expected, even less than those for slaying Yan Taizu...
Fang Yuan shook his head. After killing the Poisonous Enemy, he slowly stood upright, looking around. The mountains and rivers within a dozen miles had already been completely transformed.
The once deep cave had turned into a vast wasteland, filled with eye-catching cracks.
The air was thick with the purple blood of the Demon Lord, emitting a suffocating aura, making even breathing difficult.
In this dead silence, Ruan Tianhe silently approached Fang Yuan, looking at the blood-soaked young man. He didn't speak, merely handing over a plain white handkerchief.
Although, with the power of a Martial Saint, Fang Yuan could easily shake off the blood with a flick of his spiritual power, but... a sense of ritual was something that an Emperor could forgo, but not one of his subjects.
Sure enough, Fang Yuan was quite pleased with Ruan Tianhe's gesture. He glanced at him, took the handkerchief, and nonchalantly wiped the demon blood from his palm.
His expression remained calm, but his towering figure exuded a tremendous oppressive force. The three Demon Emperors nearby were frozen in fear, their breathing caught, not daring to disturb this calamity incarnate.
"..."
"These demons, leave them to you," Fang Yuan said as his gaze swept over the remaining demons.
"Understood!" Ruan Tianhe replied, and before the words left his mouth, his figure had vanished like a shadow.
"Run!"
The demon sheep among them screeched in fear. What they had thought would be an easy victory had turned into an utter defeat!
Their mighty Poisonous Enemy Demon Lord had been crushed by a human cultivator!
The most absurd part was that the one who accomplished this was just a Martial Saint!
The three Demon Emperors' hearts dropped in terror, and they immediately ignited their essence blood to escape in all directions, while the cunning Elder Bai had already quietly slipped away when the Demon Lord begged for mercy.
Unfortunately, his speed in escaping was far slower than the Demon Lord's, and how could he escape Fang Yuan's grasp?
Fang Yuan casually discarded the bloodied handkerchief, and his figure disappeared from sight.
In an instant, two deafening explosions rang out across the heavens, and both Elder Bai and the three Demon Emperors were struck down like ants, their bodies disintegrating into a bloody rain!
[Slain a Martial Saint-level Demon Cult cultivator, Virtue Points +500,000]
[Slain a Demon Emperor-level demon, Virtue Points +120,000]