313: magic

"Roar!"

Chen Heng let out a soul-stirring roar from his mouth.

The clouds across the entire sky were directly scattered by this roar, and countless small Cultivators who rushed forward were sent flying by this single shout.

Even Qing Changsheng covered his ears; the power of that roar was truly immense.

"Heh heh, those who can't even withstand a single shout from me should scram. I'm not interested in you."

This was over ten thousand people. Even if Chen Heng enjoyed slaughter, he wouldn't kill so many at once.

Moreover, there were many little ones among them who were forced by their elders to Cultivate the Way of Reaching Heaven, not even knowing what they were doing.

With Chen Heng's shout, eighty percent of the Cultivators immediately fainted and fell unconscious.

The weakest among those still standing were at the Nascent Soul Realm, but they were all swaying precariously.

Aside from the mere hundred or so Tribulation Crossing and Mahayana Stage Experts, the rest had essentially lost their combat ability.

"Then it's you guys." Chen Heng was quite satisfied with this 'He Dong Lion's Roar' move he had developed.

It was most suitable for screening out weaklings.

"What a monster..." Qing Changsheng narrowed his eyes. He noticed that Chen Heng's shout just now used pure brute force.

He hadn't even used his Qi and blood, let alone any techniques.

"However, no matter how strong you are, you're just a monster. I am the only one who controls the power of heaven and earth..."

...Only to see an Old Woman from Furong Pavilion charge forward, her staff transforming into a giant snake, while she herself clapped her hands forcefully.

"Furong Secret Art!"

The ground began to tremble, and a purplish-red light reflected on Chen Heng's face, as a disorienting fragrance wafted into his nostrils.

"Divine Mechanism! Suppressing Evil Wheel!"

Two Mahayana Stage Experts from Divine Mechanism Tower jointly unleashed Divine Mechanism Tower's strongest mechanical construct, attempting to directly suppress Chen Heng.

"Your methods are quite interesting. I'm a bit reluctant to kill you all."

Chen Heng rubbed his chin, realizing that although these Mahayana Stage Experts weren't as awe-inspiring as described in novels, their individual methods were quite distinctive.

At least they were much stronger than the Aristocratic Families of Great Liang.

If calculated by Realm, the Core Formation Cultivators here were comparable in strength to Earth Rank high-level.

Nascent Soul corresponded to Heaven Rank, Soul Transformation to Moon Rank, and Undergoing Tribulation to Sun Rank.

Just as Chen Heng was still comparing these people from the Thirty-Five Profound Sects to the Noble and powerful clans, the overwhelming and terrifying offensive slammed down on him.

The entire Danqing Valley became incredibly silent... No, it didn't become silent, but rather the sound was so loud that eardrums had burst!

Ignoring the unlucky ones who were affected, twenty-six Mahayana Stage Experts and eighty-three Tribulation Crossing Experts retreated in front of Qing Changsheng.

"Valley Master, no matter how strong that person is, he can't withstand our combined attack. He's probably already turned to ash now."

That Mahayana Stage Expert from Furong Pavilion chuckled confidently.

"Even if he doesn't die, he definitely won't be able to move. Our Divine Mechanism Tower's Suppressing Evil Wheel is not to be trifled with."

The faces of the two Mahayana Stage Experts from Divine Mechanism Tower were a bit pale, clearly indicating that activating the Suppressing Evil Wheel had consumed a lot of their spiritual power.

Normally, the Suppressing Evil Wheel required the activation of the sect's protective grand formation along with the entire Divine Mechanism Tower's reserve of spiritual power.

The Divine Mechanism Tower's reserve of spiritual power was far greater than what two Mahayana Stage Experts had within them; they had expended considerable effort.

"Everyone, you've worked hard, but... that monster seems fine."

First, he acknowledged their hard work, then Qing Changsheng changed the subject, looking at the blood sea on the ground, which still hadn't disappeared, with tightly furrowed brows.

"Not bad, quite impressive."

Chen Heng's voice emanated from beneath the Suppressing Evil Wheel, and scorching high temperatures swept across the entire Danqing Valley.

"All of you together are indeed worth me using some effort..."

Crack!

A crack appeared on the Suppressing Evil Wheel, and wisps of Devilish Qi emerged from it.

"This is... a Great Demon?" The Mahayana Stage Expert from Furong Pavilion's pupils constricted to pinpricks, and he couldn't help but retreat two steps.

"Self-Transformation Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Body, Demon Aspect!"

With a crunch, the Suppressing Evil Wheel shattered into pieces before everyone's astonished eyes.

A monster covered entirely in chitinous armor stood up.

Its body, only a little over three meters tall, did not make the disciples of the Thirty-Five Profound Sect relax their guard; instead, it made their hearts pound.

"This is my first time fighting in this form. Don't blame me if I can't control my strength and don't even leave you a complete corpse."

Chen Heng twisted his deformed neck, his blood-red eyes looking towards the Mahayana Stage and Tribulation Crossing Experts standing beside Qing Changsheng... "Gulp." Elder Yang and Hua Luandao both simultaneously swallowed.

After exchanging glances, the two turned to look at Bai Jun.

"What kind of existence is this... Young Friend Chen, after all?"

"Little Juner, tell us the truth."

"Uh..." Bai Jun was also seeing Chen Heng in this form for the first time, and he too was utterly bewildered.

"I don't know either. Big Brother Chen changes his appearance from time to time, and up until now..."

"Let me count."

Bai Jun recalled how many forms Chen Heng had displayed in front of him.

"A Drought Demon counts as one, six arms count as one, turning into a black Dragon-man counts as one, and standing on a sea of blood counts as one."

"Adding this one, that's at least five forms."

"And I remember Big Brother Chen can fuse these five forms together."

"But it shouldn't be just this much; Big Brother Chen probably hasn't used his full strength yet."

Bai Jun did not mention the fact that Chen Heng could revive indefinitely, as it was simply too unbelievable.

"Do you know that Young Friend Chen's current form is recorded in ancient texts?"

Elder Yang's fingers trembled slightly. He couldn't understand how a child from his True Immortal Sect had come to know such a terrifying existence.

"I don't know. I've been Cultivating within the sect all this time and haven't read many ancient texts."

Bai Jun shook his head, looking at Elder Yang with some confusion.

"There were records in ancient texts, but they were only scattered fragments."

At this moment, Elder You, who was quite knowledgeable about ancient texts, spoke up.

"That Devilish Qi and outer armor, as well as that terrifying power, are only possessed by the Great Demons of ancient legends."

"In legends, Great Demons are neither human, demon, nor ghost; they are a peculiar existence."

"They have no spiritual power, no demonic power, and no ghostly Qi, only brute force."

"But merely this brute force was enough to cause unimaginable disasters in the world."

"And then? What happened to the Great Demons in the end?" Bai Jun's interest was immediately piqued, and he moved closer to Elder You to ask.

"I don't know. Ancient texts don't record how Great Demons disappeared, and the descriptions of Great Demons are very vague."

"But all the signs on your Big Brother Chen indicate that even if he isn't a Great Demon, he definitely possesses power similar to a Great Demon."

"Oh..." Bai Jun nodded, continuing to look at Chen Heng on the ground.

In just the short time the few of them were talking, all twenty-something Mahayana Stage Experts plus eighty-something Tribulation Crossing Experts had already fallen.

"Next, it's your turn." Tearing off the head of the Mahayana Stage Expert from Furong Pavilion, Chen Heng's blood-red eyes turned towards Qing Changsheng.