48: Chapter 48 You call this a demon god's clone?

Despair.

It was a silent plague, breeding wildly in the hearts of the three great Old Ancestors of the Demonic Sect.

All their methods had been exhausted, and all their trump cards had been revealed.

Yet, before this man in white, all their struggles had become the most pathetic of jokes.

Li Tianxing and Ghost Granny's gazes met in mid-air, and deep within their remaining eyes, a flicker of crazy, suicidal determination ignited simultaneously.

They still had one last, and most forbidden, method!

"Since we cannot live, then let us die together!"

Li Tianxing let out a roar that did not sound human and turned abruptly.

He brazenly opened his palm toward the Demonic Cultivators behind him, who were already terrified out of their wits and fleeing in all directions.

"Blood Sacrifice Grand Array! Rise!"

A terrifying suction force that devoured all things erupted from his palm!

"Ah! Old Ancestor! No!"

"No! I don't want to die!"

Those low-level Demonic Cultivators let out the most miserable screams of their lives.

Their bodies were completely out of control, and the essence blood and Divine Soul within them were brutally extracted by an irresistible, mighty force!

Hundreds upon thousands of scarlet blood threads shot out from each living body, converging in front of Li Tianxing and Ghost Granny into a huge, viscous blood-colored vortex.

This was a supreme forbidden technique that was like drinking poison to quench thirst.

Using the lives and Souls of countless Cultivators as sacrifices, it communicated with outside the realm to summon a true Heavenly Demon Clone to descend!

Once this technique was completed, the caster's own Divine Soul would be torn apart; at best, their cultivation would be completely destroyed, and at worst, they would die on the spot.

But now, they could not care about that!

"Hehehe... To be able to become food for Lord Demon God is your honor!"

Ghost Granny let out a crazy, ear-piercing laugh, pouring all her remaining strength into that blood-colored vortex.

The Blood River Elder on the side witnessed this scene and was scared to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

"Crazy! You two are both crazy!"

He did not hesitate any longer, turning into a streak of blood light to flee.

These two madmen dared to summon a true Heavenly Demon Clone; this was to drag the entire Eastern Wasteland continent into an abyss of no return!

However, he had only moved half an inch.

A large hand, like an iron pincer, tightly gripped his shoulder.

"Blood River, want to run? Too late!"

Li Tianxing grinned ferociously, his face twisted.

"Our three sects are connected; if we are to die, we die together!"

He forcibly extracted Blood River Elder's Origin Devilish Qi and brutally poured it into the Blood Sacrifice Grand Array!

"No—!"

Blood River Elder's scream became the final lament of this purgatory.

As over a thousand Demonic Cultivators and parts of the Origin of the three Nascent Soul Ancestors were sacrificed, the rotation speed of the blood-colored vortex reached its limit.

Rumble!!!

Above the firmament, the wind and clouds rolled backward, and the heavens and earth changed color.

A huge, incomparable blood-colored rift tore open in the sky out of thin air, hideous like a scar on the heavens.

A terrifying pressure far exceeding the Nascent Soul realm, mixed with tyranny, chaos, and evil, poured out from the rift with a boom!

Under this pressure, the continuous mountain ranges of the Taixuan Sect trembled violently, the earth cracked, and countless boulders weighing ten thousand jin rolled down like rain.

The sky was completely dyed an ominous blood red.

A hideous giant arm covered in barbs and eerie eyeballs was the first to reach out from the rift.

Following that, its head, its body...

A terrifying Demon God, a hundred zhang tall, indescribable in form, whose mere gaze was enough to twist the Divine Soul and cause the mind to collapse, was slowly squeezing out from the rift.

This was merely one of its Clones!

But the pressure emitted by this Clone had already steadily stepped into the Soul Transformation realm!

"Roar—!!!"

The Demon God Clone let out a Soul-shaking roar; where the sound waves passed, the space rippled visibly to the naked eye.

"Hahaha... Feel this endless despair!"

Li Tianxing looked at his "masterpiece" and let out the most insane laughter of his life.

"Even if you are a Deity Transformation Great Power, so what? Before a true Heavenly Demon, you are nothing more than a slightly stronger ant!"

"Today, not only the Taixuan Sect, but the entire Eastern Wasteland will be buried with us!!"

The Disciples of the Taixuan Sect looked up at the indescribable, terrifying demonic creature in the sky, their faces ashen.

The hearts they had just relaxed were once again gripped tight and lifted to their throats.

This... this was already a battle of gods and demons, exceeding all their cognition as human beings.

On Changge Peak, Su Changge looked at that bizarrely shaped thing, which resembled some indescribable existence from myths, and finally frowned slightly.

Not because of fear.

But because...

【Warning! Warning! Detected that the energy reaction of the target ahead has exceeded the upper limit of conventional defensive special effects! [Absolute Defense Field] is about to fail! Please Host, immediately use offensive special effects or high-level life-saving items!】

The System's sharp red alarm flashed wildly in his mind.

Su Changge's heart skipped a beat.

Damn, did I overplay it?

The special effects can't even block this thing's attack?

He glanced at his remaining balance of over two million emotion points.

It seems that today, there is no way to end this peacefully.

He had wanted to "play" a little longer and harvest more emotion points, but now it seemed he had to finish this quickly.

This blind Demon God had already touched his true bottom line—a stable, salted fish life.

"Finally, I have waited for this moment."

Su Changge exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes becoming grave, as deep as a cold pool.

He realized that he must use the most shocking, explosive, and memorable posture to deal with this big guy in front of him.

Only in this way could he solve it once and for all.

Only in this way could he turn his image as a "Master" into an insurmountable monument, completely branded deep within the Divine Soul of all Cultivators in the Eastern Wasteland.

Only in this way would there be no more blind idiots in the future who dared to disturb his peace.

This battle must be legendary!

He turned his head, his gaze landing not far away.

His Disciple, Ye Qingyao, was looking at him with a worried face, her fists tightly clenched.

"Disciple."

His voice was not loud, but it clearly pierced through the Demon God's roar and accurately fell into Ye Qingyao's ears.

Ye Qingyao's body trembled, and she hurriedly bowed and responded: "Revered Master!"

Su Changge's gaze was cast back toward the hideous, roaring Demon God in the sky.

His tone was flat, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"Watch closely."

"Today, Revered Master will only teach you one sword strike."

He paused slightly, and then, word by word, his voice was like a heavenly decree.

"This sword strike is named..."

"Heaven-Opening."

In an instant, Ye Qingyao's eyes widened, and her breathing and heartbeat stopped simultaneously at this moment!

Heaven-Opening?!

What a peerless, domineering name that looked down upon the world!

She stared unblinkingly at her Revered Master's back, afraid of missing even the trajectory of a speck of dust.

She had the strongest premonition.

This might be the greatest heaven-reaching fortune of her life!