217: Destroy the Ancient Demon
In the Void Realm, a battle of interception and pursuit unfolded, and the Ancient Demon tried to escape multiple times, but Ji Ziyan blasted him back.
"Today is your day of death." Ji Yi's voice was filled with killing intent; he harbored a deep, heartfelt killing intent towards the Demon Race.
"If you want to kill me, some of you will have to be buried with me," the Ancient Demon gritted his teeth, preparing to fight with all he had.
"Just you? Who are you trying to scare?" Ji Yi wouldn't be intimidated.
The two continued to unleash Divine Abilities upon the Ancient Demon, Sword Qi crisscrossing, Divine Abilities unmatched, and Devilish Qi raging—the three strongest individuals in the Desolate World were locked in a life-and-death battle.
Ji Yi thrust his sword forward, his Sword Qi merging with the flow of the Desolate Continent's operation, unstoppable, causing the Ancient Demon to vomit blood.
Behind Ji Ziyan, the two thousand arms of the Myriad Laws Sovereign phenomenon simultaneously swung, each strike a combined attack of four thousand Divine Abilities, directly overwhelming the Ancient Demon, who continuously retreated, leaving a trail of blood.
"Then let's die together!" The Ancient Demon was enraged. Since he couldn't escape, he would drag someone down with him even in death.
He burned everything, charging towards Ji Ziyan. He wanted Ji Yi to taste the pain of losing his beloved, he wanted Ji Yi to suffer for a lifetime.
"You deserve to die!" Ji Yi roared. If the Ancient Demon had come for him, he wouldn't have been so enraged, but aiming for Ji Ziyan touched his inverse scale.
"Get in here!" Ji Yi opened his Sword Dao World, directly pulling the Ancient Demon into the Sword Dao World.
All things became swords, and everything in the Sword Dao World transformed into sword light, piercing towards the Ancient Demon.
"Where is this? Such fragile Law, a Small World?" the Ancient Demon thought. He had experience and immediately recognized it as a Small World.
But he had no time to think further; endless Sword Qi surged towards him, leaving him only able to respond frantically.
Streaks of Sword Qi shattered under his palms, but there was simply too much Sword Qi, and he couldn't cope, his body accumulating more and more wounds.
From above and below, two powerful Sword Qi blasted over; these were the nascent Immortal Realm and Netherworld transformed into Sword Qi.
Feeling the immensely Invincible power, the Ancient Demon took a deep breath. Devilish flames burned on his body, and his Aura surged, rising all the way to Saint King Perfection.
With one hand supporting the sky and the other supporting the ground, he held back the two powerful Sword Qi.
"Press down!" Ji Yi shouted, the entire Sword Dao World contracting, pressing down on the Ancient Demon.
With endless pressure upon him, the Ancient Demon's hands seemed to be holding up a collapsing world. With his powerful strength, he desperately held up Ji Yi's Sword Dao World.
"Open for me!" the Ancient Demon roared, his hands propping up the Sword Dao World. The already compressing Sword Dao World stopped its compression, and instead, it subtly began to be propped open by him.
"You want to kill me? Watch me detonate this Small World of yours, and even if you don't die, you'll lose a layer of skin," the Ancient Demon sneered.
"Ziyan, help me!" Ji Yi thought, "I still have help!" Ji Ziyan opened the Earth Gate, providing endless energy. He wanted to see how the Ancient Demon would bear it.
Ji Ziyan placed her hand on Ji Yi's back, and Spiritual Qi flowed into Ji Yi's body like a vast ocean. Ji Yi gained the enhancement of Ji Ziyan's power, and the Sword Dao World's power increased further, continuing to press down on the Ancient Demon.
"Rise for me!" the Ancient Demon roared, his hands desperately holding up the Sword Dao World, resisting its crushing force.
However, his strength was enhanced by burning Devilish Qi and blood Qi, and he could only maintain a stalemate with Ji Yi and Ji Ziyan. As time passed, his strength gradually began to wane, while Ji Ziyan remained at her Peak. Gradually, his hands began to bend, his waist began to stoop, and he could no longer stand upright.
"Weren't you very tough? Keep being tough!" Ji Yi's voice resounded throughout the entire Sword Dao World.
"Damn Human Race brat, do you think you'll have it easy!" the Ancient Demon shrieked, his eyes turning bloodshot, and rolling Devilish flames enveloped the entire Sword Dao World.
"Let's die together!" the Ancient Demon roared, and with a "boom!" he self-destructed.
Devilish Qi erupted, sweeping across the entire Sword Dao World. Everything in the Sword Dao World was obliterated by the explosive Devilish Qi: continents shattered, oceans evaporated, stars fell... everything, utterly vanished.
"Pfft!" Ji Yi spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his Aura greatly diminished. The Sword Dao World returned to its pre-liberation state, now only a broken shell.
Ji Yi's strongest method was now crippled. For the Sword Dao World to recover, it would take at least several years, as the damage to the Sword Dao World could not be repaired with "Zhe" character secret. However, it wasn't a big problem; even without the Sword Dao World, Ji Yi was still a Peak expert in the world.
After using The 'Zhe' Secret to heal the injuries on his Physical Body, Ji Yi returned to the Ji Family with Ji Ziyan.
After recuperating for two days, Ji Yi rushed to the front lines. Since he knew that the Immortal Realm would be established in half a year, Ji Yi had to maximize the battle results within these six months, striving to eliminate the Demon Race's top forces.
The grand decisive battle officially began. The Demon Race didn't know why Desolate initiated such a decisive battle now; logically, Desolate had means to rapidly increase its strength, so time was on Desolate's side.
Yet, Desolate committed all its forces, with no talk of resting in between. One month, two months, three months, four months—Desolate showed no intention of stopping.
Under Desolate's powerful offensive, the Demon Race finally halted its invasion, and instead, territories they had already occupied were continuously retaken by Desolate.
Blood Demon Body, Strength Demon Body, Lust Demon Body—one Demon Body after another was slain by Ji Yi and Ji Ziyan. The Demon Race's sharp edge diminished, making them less and less a match for Desolate.
Finally, reinforcements arrived from the Demon Race: a Demon Race expert with a Demonic Path halo behind him led more than a dozen Demon Saints to provide support.
They were the commanders of the invasion of the Desolate side, the offspring of the Demon Race Great Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor. Even the Demon Race expert with the Demonic Path halo was Demon Nian, the Demon Lord, who was the son of a Demon Race Immortal.
In the battlefield, Demon Nian's palm and Ji Yi's palm met, and the intense fluctuation swept away the strong cultivators fighting nearby.
"I didn't expect Desolate to have an expert like you. No wonder Demon Tower and the others couldn't take it down. I originally thought they were too useless, but now it seems I can't blame them," Demon Nian said indifferently.
"If only I had more time, I'd really like to invade the Demon Realm and slaughter them," Ji Yi said, repelling Demon Nian with a palm strike. The four-month long decisive battle between the two sides finally paused.
With the support of these Demon Race experts, Ji Yi was blocked by Demon Nian, and Ji Ziyan was also jointly blocked by Demon Tower and two other top Demon Race experts. With the two sharp edges blocked, the possibility of Desolate reclaiming territory from the Demon Race was slim.
Moreover, there were only three months left. The Immortal Realm would be officially established in two months, followed by a one-month ascent period. This amount of time was not enough for Desolate to make significant moves.
"Everything else doesn't matter, but there's one person who must die." Ji Yi's eyes revealed intense killing intent; there was still someone in the Demon Race he hated to the bone.
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