367: Chapter 367 Immortal and Demon Combined, A Heretic Emerges, Crossing Dimensions to Test Their Strength

The bronze giant gate let out a long, dull moan within the endless Void Realm.

The crack that had been opened by a single finger from Zhou Wannian, having lost the support of the Truth Code, could no longer withstand the violent surge of energy from the sea of blood behind the gate.

"Rumble—"

Accompanied by a deafening roar that shook the earth, the thick, dark cyan gate panels slowly opened inward.

Mottled rust fell like raindrops, crashing into the void abyss below, without even an echo to be heard.

The direction of the wind completely reversed at this moment.

The violent vortex that had been forcefully sucking the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi of the Qingping Realm into the gate lost all its restraints the moment the Heavenly Seal Lock collapsed.

For a million years, that pure Spiritual Qi, which had been forcibly plundered and not yet fully converted into Immortal-Devilish Qi, roared like a bursting river!

"Whoosh—"

A visible, milky-white tidal wave of Spiritual Qi poured out from behind the bronze gate!

This tidal wave broke through the darkness of the Forbidden Abyss, soared up along the steep rock walls, and transformed into an immensely thick pillar of Spiritual Qi, instantly dispersing the gloom that had hung over the Yunlan Mountain Range for years.

Shitou, who was slumped on the stone steps outside the gate, felt a refreshing, sweet aura rush toward him.

The aura surged into his nostrils, traveling down his trachea straight to his lungs, and his body, which had just been reshaped by the Origin of Heaven Opening, greedily swallowed this Spiritual Qi that was so dense it had become tangible.

The layer of blood and filth that had crusted on his skin cracked and peeled away under the wash of this Spiritual Qi, revealing fair and resilient skin underneath that looked like fresh snow.

Shitou widened his eyes, feeling the warm, full sensation within his body; the exhaustion and pain of the past few days were swept away.

It was not just him.

The entire Qingping Realm underwent a massive, earth-shattering transformation at this moment.

Dried-up spiritual springs gushed forth with sweet water once more, and Spiritual Plants that had withered for hundreds of years sprouted tender green buds on the sheer cliffs.

Those old monsters stuck at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage, whose lifespans were nearing their end, suddenly felt the invisible, sturdy dome above their heads shatter.

The path to the Soul Transformation Stage opened its doors once again to the living beings of this low-dimensional world.

However, standing at the source of this upheaval, Zhou Wannian didn't even spare a glance at the surging Spiritual Qi.

He stood with one hand behind his back, his green robes flapping in the tidal wave of Spiritual Qi. His deep gaze pierced through the crack in the gate, locked firmly onto the rolling sea of blood behind it.

The aura there was undergoing some sort of sickening distortion.

"Gurgle... Gurgle..."

In the center of the sea of blood, that massive, hill-like tumor embryo emitted a dull swallowing sound.

The sound was sticky and slippery, as if countless leeches were frantically sucking on rotting flesh.

The thick blood vessels that had originally connected to the earth veins of the Qingping Realm snapped one by one due to the backflow of Spiritual Qi.

Dark red, foul-smelling fluids sprayed from the broken ends, falling into the sea of blood below and stirring up bursts of sickly green poisonous smoke.

Having lost the Spiritual Qi supply from the Qingping Realm, the embryo seemed to have fallen into a state of irritable hunger.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

A dull heartbeat emanated from inside the tumor, each beat faster than the last, shaking the entire Void Realm behind the bronze gate violently.

Zhou Wannian narrowed his eyes slightly.

Beneath the translucent, fleshy membrane, he clearly saw a mass of violent, intertwined black and white energy crashing frantically.

"It seems that cutting off your rations has caused you, this freak, to be born prematurely."

Zhou Wannian's tone was steady, and his lips curled into a cold, mocking sneer.

Before his voice had even faded.

"Riiip—"

A harsh sound like tearing silk ripped through the deathly silence behind the gate.

The tumor membrane, several zhang thick, was forcefully torn open right down the center by a pair of sharp claws, creating a huge gap!

A suffocatingly intense Immortal-Devilish Qi, mixed with foul-smelling amniotic fluid, surged out from the gap like a volcanic eruption.

Shitou covered his nose, retreating repeatedly as the stench assaulted him, his stomach churning violently.

He looked at the bronze gate in terror, feeling as though an ancient Vicious Beast was breaking free from its cage.

A hand reached out from the gap.

It was a pale, slender, and arguably flawless right hand, with crystal-clear skin radiating a sacred, inviolable milky-white Immortal light.

Immediately after, another hand reached out.

But that was a hideous ghost claw covered in pitch-black scales, with nails as sharp as hooks and spewing black Devilish flames outward!

The two completely different hands gripped the edge of the tumor and tore outward with a violent heave!

Blood mixed with viscous fluid exploded across the sky.

A tall, slender figure slowly stood up from the shattered embryo, treading on the rolling waves of blood, walking step by step toward the wide-open bronze gate.

As the figure approached, its hair-raising full appearance was finally exposed to the sight of Zhou Wannian and Shitou.

This was a strange creature pieced together entirely from extreme contradictions.

Its right half was shrouded in holy Immortal light, dressed in magnificent moon-white Daoist robes, with a face as handsome as a Heavenly God, a cinnabar mark on its forehead, and a huge white wing formed from pure light elements extending from its back.

With every flap, specks of holy light drifted down.

Its left half, however, was tightly entwined with pitch-black Devilish Qi.

There was no clothing there, only bulging dark red muscles and sharp bone spurs.

Half of the face was as hideous as a demon, with fangs protruding outward, and a black Devilish wing resembling a bat's fleshy wing slowly unfurled behind its back, dripping black venom capable of corroding the Void Realm.

One Immortal, one Demon.

One light, one dark.

They were forcefully stitched together into one vessel by a rule-based red thread running down the center of its body, shimmering with a dark silver metallic luster.

This was not an existence that could be bred by a low-dimensional world like the Qingping Realm.

This was the ultimate killing weapon deployed by the Immortal-Demon Realm—another middle-dimensional Major Thousand Worlds connected by that bronze gate—after countless cruel experiments!

The aura on its body was as unfathomable as an abyss.

Even Li Batian, who had just reached the Nascent Soul Stage, was as weak as a newborn baby in front of this monster.

Peak Soul Transformation!

Half-step Void Refining!

This was the terrifying cultivation level this Immortal-Demon freak possessed the moment it was born.

"Hiss..."

The monster walked to the bronze threshold and stopped.

On its face, divided into two halves, one half showed compassionate mercy, while the other showed bloodthirsty, insane cruelty.

It took a deep breath.

Its right nostril inhaled the backflowing pure Spiritual Qi, while its left nostril greedily devoured the cold Death Qi in the Void Realm.

"Inferior... world..."

A strange, layered voice emanated from the monster's throat.

It was the result of two completely different voice lines forcefully kneaded together.

One ethereal and melodious, the other raspy like sandpaper, making one's Divine Soul tremble just listening to it.

It turned its head, its heterochromatic black and white eyes directly ignoring the Mortal Shitou who was slumped on the ground.

Finally.

Its gaze locked firmly onto Zhou Wannian, who was standing outside the bronze gate.

On this green-robed scholar who appeared to have no strength to truss a chicken, the monster felt a transcendent aura that made the two extreme forces within its body tremble.

There were no Spiritual Qi fluctuations, no lingering Devilish Qi, and not even the most basic Heavenly Dao Karma lines could be found.

It was as if this person did not belong to any known dimension of the Universe.

This was an absolute purity that was flawless and independent of all Laws!

On the monster's handsome half-face, a greedy ecstasy appeared; on the demon-like half-face, drool flowed, and it let out a cruel, ferocious grin.

"Devour you... and I will be... truly perfect..."

The overlapping, strange voice sounded again.

The monster regarded Zhou Wannian as the ultimate prey that would allow it to transcend its life level and break the shackles of its stitching.

Zhou Wannian stood quietly in place.

He watched this Peak Soul Transformation monster that had walked out from behind the gate.

On that handsome and easygoing face, there was not the slightest gravity of facing a powerful enemy.

There was only a sense of disgust, as if watching a cockroach crawl out of a kitchen trash can.

"Perfect?"

Zhou Wannian's tone was steady, and a flash of cold mockery crossed his eyes.

"To forcefully piece together a pile of rotting flesh and dregs, stitching it up with a few rusty wires of Truth, and you dare to speak of perfection?"

He raised his hand casually, fanning away the stench of Immortal and Devilish Qi rushing toward him in front of his nose.

"The old lunatics in the Immortal-Demon Major Thousand Worlds are getting more and more senile."

"The things they grow are not only ugly but also smell so foul."

This sentence completely enraged the Immortal-Demon freak.

"Die!"

The monster let out a terrifying roar that shattered eardrums!

The black and white wings on its back flapped violently.

The violent wind pressure blew the remaining rust on the bronze threshold into dust.

It transformed into a black and white intertwined beam of world-destroying light, crossed the boundary of the bronze gate, and charged directly into this extremely low-dimensional Qingping Realm!

The Void Realm collapsed inch by inch beneath its feet.

The terrifying pressure of the Peak Soul Transformation, like a materialized mountain range, bore down fiercely upon Zhou Wannian.

The monster did not use any Magic Treasure.

Its demon claw covered in black scales had nails that grew to three feet long, flashing with a ghostly green poisonous light, tearing through space and stabbing straight at Zhou Wannian's heart!

And its fair, jade-like Immortal palm formed an ancient Immortal spell seal, as a mass of white Immortal fire containing destructive high temperatures descended from the sky, sealing off all of Zhou Wannian's escape routes.

A combined Immortal-Demon attack!

The moment it struck, it was a lethal blow that this world could not possibly withstand!

The strong wind blew Zhou Wannian's green robes tightly against his body.

The blinding Immortal light and foul-smelling Devilish flames had already approached within half a foot of his face.

Shitou closed his eyes in fear, covering his ears in despair.

However.

Zhou Wannian still did not retreat.

He didn't even pull out his left hand, which was held behind his back.

He only raised his eyes slightly, looking at that grotesque, twisted Immortal-Demon face that was close at hand.

Zhou Wannian sighed.

"It seems that this walk today."

"Will require warming up my knuckles a little."

His right hand, which was hanging casually at his side.

Its five fingers spread slightly.

Facing the demon claw that tore through the Void Realm and the Immortal fire that incinerated all things.

Calmly and plainly.

It reached forward and pressed down gently.