545: Eight Desolate Halberd Techniques, sweeping across all directions

Buzz!

As the power of the six Divine Courts injected into the grand formation, it was completely activated, and a black Ancient Demon God emerged from within the formation.

The aura of this Ancient Demon God was extremely terrifying; its realm might not have surpassed Divine Court Peak, but its combat power was definitely much more terrifying than that of an ordinary Divine Court Peak.

"Somewhat interesting."

Xie Weilou gripped his eight desolations halberd, looking indifferently at the Ancient Demon God before him.

"Roar!"

The Ancient Demon God let out a roar, and a black war spear and a thick Demon Shield appeared in its hands.

"Fight!"

The six Demon Clan Divine Courts simultaneously formed hand seals, and their soul power rapidly surged into the Ancient Demon God's body.

The Ancient Demon God's aura surged again, and it brandished its war spear, thrusting it towards Xie Weilou, intending to pierce through heaven and earth, with an extremely domineering might.

Buzz!

Xie Weilou took a step forward, activating the Heaven Mending Art, and his cultivation instantly reached the late-stage Dragon Transformation Realm.

He mobilized the power of his Demon Aspect, simultaneously fusing with his Demon Hand, and his aura surged madly, demonic energy soaring into the heavens, covering heaven and earth, and in an instant, he transformed into an even more terrifying peerless evil demon.

"......"

Xie Weilou swung his eight desolations halberd, cleaving it towards the war spear.

Boom!

The eight desolations halberd collided with the war spear, and a violent force swept in all directions; even with the ten thousand souls banner suppressing it, many surrounding buildings were still shattered into dust, the ground cracked, and explosions constantly erupted.

After one move.

The war spear in the Ancient Demon God's hand was broken, and the powerful force pushed the Ancient Demon God back.

Xie Weilou seized the opportunity, splitting stars and severing the moon, launching a halberd strike towards the Ancient Demon God's head.

"Roar!"

The Ancient Demon God roared and immediately swung its shield to block.

Bang!

The halberd struck the thick Demon Shield, instantly splitting it in half, and the Ancient Demon God's arm holding the shield was also severed by the halberd, a powerful rebound force sending the Ancient Demon God dozens of meters back.

The six Divine Courts trembled, each spitting out a mouthful of demonic blood, and they once again increased their power, madly injecting it into the formation.

The Ancient Demon God, formed by the combined strength of their six individuals, was surprisingly unable to withstand Xie Weilou's attacks, which filled them with dread; Xie Weilou's combat power was indeed terrifying.

"Terrifying!"

Yan Qingcheng stared at Xie Weilou with a solemn expression.

Six Divine Courts joining forces, and even one Divine Court Peak among them, yet before Xie Weilou, it seemed they were still not enough, which was astounding.

Yan Junlin said with a complex expression, "He's become so much stronger than before... In the end, I'm still not as good as him!"

For those surpassed by Xie Weilou, no matter how hard they tried to catch up, it seemed they couldn't, perhaps not even seeing his back; he felt this way at this moment.

Xie Weilou had already walked ahead of them, making them all pale in comparison.

"For you, perhaps only by stepping out of this world will you have a chance to keep up with his pace."

The Ancient Demon's voice entered Yan Junlin's mind.

"Perhaps!"

Yan Junlin sighed in his heart.

Witnessing Xie Weilou's combat power today further solidified his inner thoughts; he had to leave, to explore the unknown, to constantly become stronger.

They were all from Great Xia; he didn't believe he could be that much worse.

Just then, the Demon Clan Profound Phase Realm Peak flew over, and with a solemn expression, he bowed to Yan Qingcheng: "Reporting to Saintess, Blood Demon City has been annihilated; all thirty thousand Blood Demon Clan members are dead, and several Divine Courts have been slain!"

"Indeed..."

Yan Qingcheng's body trembled, her face somewhat pale, and a worried look appeared in her eyes.

Xie Weilou had annihilated the Blood Demon Clan and now appeared in the Heavenly Demon Clan; if these six elders were defeated, would this guy directly slaughter the Heavenly Demon Clan?

Yan Qingcheng subconsciously looked at Yan Junlin; the Heavenly Demon Clan was no match for Xie Weilou, but what about the Ancient Demon Clan?

Yan Junlin was close to the Ancient Demon senior of the Ancient Demon Clan; if the Ancient Demon senior was willing to step forward, naturally, experts from the Ancient Demon Clan would come.

"......"

Yan Junlin had a bitter smile on his face; having been utterly defeated by Xie Weilou once, he didn't want to continue fighting him at this moment.

This time, the two of them could still sit and drink together, but if he made a move, or stepped in for the Heavenly Demon Clan...

Then, it was estimated that he wouldn't even have the chance to leave the Heavenly Demon Clan and would very likely lose his life here.

Don't let Xie Weilou's constant "Brother Junlin" fool you; if he truly angered the other party, his only outcome would be death.

"Roar!"

The Ancient Demon God roared, and its severed arm, broken spear, and shattered shield rapidly recovered under the enhancement of demonic energy.

It suddenly hurled the war spear, which transformed into a thousand-meter long, like a black divine pillar, directly suppressing Xie Weilou.

Xie Weilou clenched his left fist, and as the war spear struck, he threw a punch, a demonic energy fist print erupting, fiercely striking the war spear.

Bang!

This war spear was instantly shattered into dust, but the fist print's power remained undiminished, fiercely striking the Ancient Demon God's chest.

The Ancient Demon God immediately swung its shield to block, but the shield was once again blasted apart, and a large hole was blasted into its chest.

"......"

The six Divine Courts once again spat out a mouthful of demonic blood, their aura weakening slightly.

"eight desolations halberd Art, Sweeping All Directions!"

Xie Weilou's tone was chilling, and an invincible battle intent erupted; he transformed into an afterimage, charging forward, swinging his halberd, sweeping it out.

Buzz!

A sonic boom sounded, and the halberd, carrying destructive power, fiercely struck the Demon God's chest, a halberd shadow appearing, spanning tens of thousands of meters.

Bang!

The Demon God's body was blasted apart, demonic energy constantly dissipating, and buildings within tens of thousands of meters were instantly reduced to dust, the grand formation shattered.

"Not good..."

The bodies of the six Divine Courts were directly shattered into blood mist, and their souls instantly flew back a hundred meters, their souls cracking, suffering severe injuries.

Xie Weilou held the eight desolations halberd, his eyes bloodthirsty as he stared at the souls of the six Demon Clan Divine Courts: "Fellow Daoists, do you have any other tricks?"

The six Divine Court Realms, their physical bodies destroyed, their souls cracked, had already suffered severe injuries; what other tricks could they have?

The Heavenly Demon Clan did have a Dao artifact, which was the ten thousand souls banner above, but Xie Weilou also had a Dao artifact, and the ten thousand souls banner simply couldn't stop him.

"Marquis Zhenxi's strength is formidable; we are defeated! You can have our lives, but I beg you not to harm the Heavenly Demon Clan members."

A complex voice came from the soul of the Divine Court Peak.

For the defeated, death was the only path; there was nothing to say about that.

Even if Xie Weilou wanted to annihilate the Heavenly Demon Clan, he couldn't say anything at this moment.

This world didn't speak of reason, only of fists; their Heavenly Demon Clan adhered to this principle, so they naturally had to bear the consequences!

"Fellow Daoists, my human emperor banner..."

Xie Weilou looked at the six souls, subconsciously about to summon his ten thousand souls banner; having them join his human emperor banner as brothers seemed like a good idea too.

Boom!

Upon hearing this, the six souls were extremely decisive, directly self-destructing and turning into ashes.

Seeing this, Xie Weilou raised an eyebrow: "This Marquis isn't a bloodthirsty person, you know? Did I say I was going to kill you? Why are you in such a hurry to self-destruct?"

He felt no regret over the demise of the six Divine Courts; if he hadn't had some strength today, he would have been the one to die. In a life-and-death struggle, how could it be a child's play?

"Old Ancestors..."

Yan Qingcheng's face was pale, and a desolate look appeared in her eyes.

All six Divine Courts were annihilated; from now on, the Heavenly Demon Clan's foundation would plummet.

Xie Weilou's demonic energy dissipated, he put away his eight desolations halberd, and shook his head: "They still don't understand this Marquis, do they?"

Yan Junlin's heart trembled, and he looked at This Xie: "Brother Xie, would you be willing to spare the Heavenly Demon Clan members?"

This Xie waved his hand: "I never intended to slaughter them; they simply underestimated Xie Weilou. Farewell!"

With that, he flew away. The six souls were gone; what was he staying here for?

"......"

Yan Junlin's mouth twitched; he naturally didn't believe Xie Weilou's nonsense.

This guy clearly intended to absorb the six souls into his ten thousand souls banner, yet he spoke so nicely. Is that black-glowing thing your human emperor banner?

Once they entered the ten thousand souls banner, it would truly be a fate worse than death!

Relatively speaking, self-destruction might have been a good choice.

"I seem to have forgotten something."

Xie Weilou turned back again.

"Xie Weilou, you..."

Seeing this, Yan Qingcheng's heart tightened; was this guy planning to annihilate the Heavenly Demon Clan?

Xie Weilou waved his sleeve, and six storage rings flew into his hand. He smiled faintly: "This Xie was poor since childhood, once so destitute that he could only make straw sandals to get by. Life is a little better now, but I still like to pick up things, I hope you understand."

After collecting the storage rings, he flew away.

Yan Junlin: "......"

Yan Qingcheng: "......"