148: The Dark Immortals have descended!

The deepest part of the Demon Abyss was the graveyard of light.

The viscous darkness was no longer gaseous, but had transformed into substantial Black Water; every drop was as heavy as a thousand catties, enough to crush mountains.

In the depths of the originally silent Demon Palace, that ancient Altar began to vibrate violently without warning.

The Void Realm split open.

It wasn't torn open, but rather forcibly crushed by an indescribable, terrifying mass.

A foot stepped out from the crack.

That foot was covered in black armor bristling with barbs; the moment it landed, the demonic soil for ten thousand miles around shattered instantly, turning into fine powder.

A figure as majestic as a primordial demonic mountain squeezed into this world.

He was too tall.

His head touched the ceiling of the Demon Abyss, and Devilish Qi cheered and surged around him, as if welcoming their king.

An ancient, decaying, yet powerful Aura—so strong it made the Laws wail—swept across the eight directions.

An Immortal!

This was an Immortal from the Dark Great World!

Comparable to a top-tier True Immortal of the Xuanhuang Great World!

"Greetings, Lord Immortal!!"

The three Emperor-level dark beings who had been sitting cross-legged were like the humblest of ants, prostrating themselves with their foreheads pressed tightly against the cold ground, trembling.

The Master of the Demon Palace was even more agitated, his whole body convulsing as tears and snot flowed.

"Welcome, My Lord!!"

The Immortal slowly lowered his head.

Two blood-colored gazes, like two blood moons rising in the abyss, pierced through the eternal night.

He ignored the ants at his feet, instead raising his head to look through the thick layers of earth toward the distant Xuanhuang Great World.

"A long-lost scent..."

His voice was grand and cold, like two rusted iron plates rubbing together, vibrating so much that the Void Realm seemed to be shedding debris.

"Is this the Xuanhuang Realm?"

"Fragile and vulnerable."

He withdrew his gaze and looked around indifferently, finally landing on the woman suspended on the Altar.

That kind of gaze.

It was like looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, a dish placed on a dining table.

"If no Immortal King appears, I am invincible in this world."

He stood with his hands behind his back, his tone flat but revealing a confidence that viewed all living beings as mere grass.

"Since I have come, I shall use this woman's blood to refine the Boundary Gate."

"Let our race's army trample this world."

Upon the Altar.

Hearing this whisper that sounded like a death sentence, the Dao Xuan Saintess's already pale face completely lost all color.

An Immortal... which means a True Immortal!

A True Immortal from the Dark Great World has descended!

And judging by his tone, even among True Immortals, he is a top-tier existence!

Despair.

It flooded her mind like a tide.

"It's over..."

She closed her eyes as two streams of clear tears fell.

An existence of this level, even if Su Xuanchen came, he would... "Do it."

The Immortal raised his hand, and that large hand covered in black scales reached out toward the Dao Xuan Saintess from a distance.

"Buzz—!"

The nine black chains on the Altar suddenly pulled taut, letting out an ear-piercing cracking sound.

An irresistible suction force erupted, intending to forcibly extract the Origin Dao blood from within the Dao Xuan Saintess!

...Meanwhile.

In the middle section of the Demon Abyss.

A "tragedy" sufficient to be recorded in the history of the Demon Abyss was taking place here.

"Whoosh—whoosh—!!"

The fierce wind howled.

That wasn't wind; it was Devilish Qi fleeing for its life.

Su Xuanchen floated in the Void Realm, his black hair dancing wildly and his robes fluttering.

His current state was eerie and terrifying.

Countless black demonic patterns covered his skin, and behind him, the three-headed and six-armed Beginning Demon phantom had solidified to the extreme.

It opened its bloody maw, transforming into a black hole ten thousand feet in diameter.

Suck!

Sucking frantically!

The Devilish Qi within a hundred thousand miles was like a river bursting its banks, swirling into that black hole.

"Zzzzt..."

As the Devilish Qi entered his body, it was overbearingly converted by the [Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Primordial Demon Body] into the purest energy, washing through Su Xuanchen's entire body.

His Physical Body was glowing.

It was a dark-gold light, indestructible and impervious to all techniques.

"Refreshing!!"

Su Xuanchen roared at the sky, his voice exploding like thunder.

He could clearly feel his Physical Body undergoing a transformation.

His Great Emperor Physical Body, which had already reached a Bottleneck, was actually loosening again under the infusion of this massive amount of Devilish Qi, advancing toward an even higher level!

And below him.

Those dark beings that originally inhabited the Demon Abyss were all going crazy now.

"Roar—!!"

"Run!!"

Countless ferocious monsters, usually incredibly brutal, were now fleeing toward the depths as if they had seen a ghost, crying out for their parents.

Too terrifying!

This Human Race member was too terrifying!

Not only was he not corrupted by the Devilish Qi, but he was eating it like a meal!

Wherever he passed, the Devilish Qi was sucked dry, turning into a vacuum zone.

For them, who relied on Devilish Qi to survive, this was simply a catastrophic disaster!

"Don't run!"

Su Xuanchen looked at those "snacks" scattering in all directions and licked his lips with some dissatisfaction.

"I'm not full yet."

He took a step forward.

"Boom—!"

The Void Realm beneath his feet exploded.

His entire being turned into a black cannonball, diving down another thirty thousand feet!

The concentration of Devilish Qi here was already more than ten times that of the upper layers.

It had even liquefied into black raindrops.

"Now this is getting interesting."

Su Xuanchen took a breath, the Beginning Demon blood in his body surging.

Just then.

"Thud—!!"

He hit an invisible wall.

That was the barrier in the depths of the Demon Abyss, piled up from the remains and resentment of countless powerful experts; its hardness was comparable to an Emperor Weapon.

Blocking the way?

Su Xuanchen's eyebrows twitched slightly, a flash of ferocity in his eyes.

"Get out of the way!"

He didn't use any fancy Moves.

He simply clenched his right fist.

On the fist's edge, Chaos Qi and Beginning Demon Qi intertwined, forming a grayish-black sphere of light.

"Break... for me!!"

A punch was thrown.

"Rumble—!!!"

A dull, heavy explosion echoed in the depths of the Demon Abyss.

That barrier piled with countless remains, enough to stop a Great Emperor in their tracks.

Under this punch.

It was actually fragile and vulnerable, turning into dregs.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Countless cracks spread rapidly, and then—

Shattered!

Billions of bone fragments splattered, turning into a rain of bones across the sky.

But it wasn't over yet.

The residual power of that punch hadn't dissipated, transforming into a visible, terrifying fist force containing the will to destroy everything, piercing straight down toward the very bottom of the Demon Abyss!

...At the bottom of the Demon Abyss.

On the Altar.

The Immortal's large scaled hand was less than three inches away from the top of the Dao Xuan Saintess's head.

The Dao Xuan Saintess had already sensed that chilling Aura of death.

The blood in her body began to flow backward, and her Soul was trembling.

"It's over..."

She closed her eyes in despair.

Just at this critical moment.

"Rumble—!!!"

From the dark firmament above, a world-shaking explosion suddenly sounded.

Immediately following.

A violent, overbearing, and extremely arrogant surge of power descended from the sky without warning!

That feeling.

It was as if a primordial star had been used as a brick and smashed down fiercely.

"Hmm?"

The Immortal's large hand, which was about to fall, suddenly paused.

A hint of astonishment flashed in his blood-colored eyes.

He looked up.

He saw that the year-round, ink-thick darkness above had suddenly been pierced by a large hole.

A grayish-black pillar of fist force, like heavenly punishment descending upon the world, broke through layers of darkness and smashed fiercely toward the top of his head with an indomitable Aura!

"What is that?!"

The Immortal was startled.

This power... actually made even him feel threatened?

He had to withdraw the hand reaching for the Dao Xuan Saintess and slap upward.

"Darkness Canopy!"

"Buzz—!"

A black screen of light suddenly formed above his head, with Immortal Law runes flowing upon it.

The next instant.

The fist force arrived.

"Thud—!!!"

An impact loud enough to shatter eardrums rang out within the Demon Palace.

The three Emperor-level dark beings kneeling on the ground were directly shaken until they bled from their seven orifices, lying on the ground unable to Move.

The Master of the Demon Palace screamed as he was sent flying by the airwave, slamming hard against the wall.

"Crack!"

The light screen above the Immortal's head vibrated violently, and a crack actually appeared!

Although it was blocked.

His high-and-mighty hand was shaken until it felt numb.

"Who?!"

A trace of anger finally appeared on the Immortal's cold face.

Someone could actually shake his defense from such a distance?