136: Battle against the Chaos Demon God

Strength Demon God!

Lin Dao's eyes narrowed. Instead of fear, a monstrous Battle Intent surged within him.

"Bring it on!"

His consciousness roared, likewise condensing the power of Chaos, taking on a form identical to that Strength Demon God, and threw a punch!

There was no technique, only the purest collision of power!

"Boom—!!!"

A massive sound exploded on the level of consciousness.

Lin Dao only felt his "fist," and indeed his entire consciousness, were as fragile as porcelain in the face of that absolute power. They instantly filled with cracks, and then... shattered with a bang!

Endless pain swept over him. It was not the pain of the Physical Body, but the extreme pain of having his life Origin and Soul mark crushed.

But the next moment, the surrounding Chaos Qi surged, and his consciousness condensed again, restored as before.

It was as if the destruction just now was merely a dream, but he clearly felt that his re-condensed consciousness was a tiny, imperceptible bit more solid than before.

"Not enough! Again!"

Lin Dao's eyes became sharper, and he actively rushed toward that Strength Demon God.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Lin Dao's body was shattered again and again, and condensed again and again.

He began to observe during the destruction, observing how the Chaos Qi flowed when the Strength Demon God exerted power, and how the power was drawn from the endless Void Realm.

From being instantly killed, to being able to barely hold on for a breath, to being able to trade punches...

Not knowing how many times he experienced destruction and Rebirth, Lin Dao threw another punch. This punch contained his entire understanding of "power." The Chaos Qi formed a spiral at his fist, faintly carrying a hint of the charm of creating the world!

"Dong!"

The fists clashed. This time, the figure of the Strength Demon God shook violently. Although Lin Dao's consciousness still shattered, he clearly saw the slight sway of his opponent!

"Hahahaha!"

After re-condensing, Lin Dao laughed loudly. Although it was only a consciousness, he felt as if he could feel his blood boiling. "That's it! Power is not brute force! It is rules! It is order! It is the first cause of creating the world!"

The projection of the Strength Demon God slowly dissipated.

But the Chaos surged again, and another Demon God condensed.

It had an ethereal figure, as if it did not exist in the present, nor in the past. An illusory long river flowed around its body, with scenes of countless worlds being born and dying within it.

It just glanced at Lin Dao.

In an instant, Lin Dao felt his consciousness being pulled and torn!

A part of him seemed to return to his infancy, toddling and fragile; a part seemed to enter old age, with failing blood and Qi; and another part was thrown into an unknown future, experiencing various possibilities...

Time Demon God! Manipulating the river of time!

"Ugh, ah!"

Lin Dao let out a painful roar. This feeling of time confusion was even more maddening than pure destruction.

His consciousness flickered at different time nodes, almost getting completely lost.

"My Dao, I am the only one! The past is unchanged, the future is uncertain, only the present is me!"

Lin Dao roared in the turbulence of time, holding fast to his original heart. The Origin mark of the Primordial Divine Demon Body glowed, forcibly stabilizing his chaotic consciousness, and bit by bit repelling and severing those disordered timelines!

He rushed toward the Time Demon God again, fighting in the scouring of time, realizing the flow, backtracking, and freezing of time.

Shattered by time again and again, and re-condensed again and again, his resistance to time became stronger and stronger, and he even began to try to draw a trace of Chaos Qi to simulate the fluctuations of time.

Next was the projection of the Battle Demon Ape.

It seemed to be born for battle, its combat instinct was terrifying to the extreme, its staff shadow tearing the sky and earth, its Battle Intent never exhausted, fighting more bravely as it went!

Lin Dao fought with it; technique, Divine Ability, Physical Body, will... all were crushed in every aspect.

He was shattered countless times by that Chaos staff condensed from Battle Intent. Every time he was reborn, his combat consciousness was crazily absorbing the opponent's combat experience, becoming sharper, trickier, and more fearless of death.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Lin Dao's consciousness roared, abandoning all defense, leaving only the most extreme offense, trading wounds for wounds, life for life!

His Battle Intent was like a lit star, burning fiercely in the Chaos!

There were also the Void Demon God who controlled space, the Destruction Demon God who held destruction, the Creation Demon God who evolved life...

One by one, the Chaos Demon God projections, which only existed in ancient legends, appeared in turns, each representing the extreme of a Dao.

In the battles with them, Lin Dao was constantly destroyed and constantly reborn.

Each destruction was like a tempering, removing the Impurities from his consciousness and pushing his understanding of the Dao to a deeper level.

His consciousness became more and more solid. Initially, it was an illusory light and shadow, but later it gradually gained texture, emitting a luster like Chaos jade.

His eyes also changed from the initial shock and excitement to calm, as deep as an abyss, as if he had seen through the vicissitudes of eternity.

"So that's how it is..."

After a clash with the Creation Demon God, the re-condensed Lin Dao whispered to himself, "The Primordial Divine Demon Body is not just a Physique; it is a key, a key to the Chaos Origin, to face the three thousand Daos directly. The so-called act of Cultivate is to imprint one's own 'Dao' into the Chaos during this endless battle and destruction."

He looked up at the churning Chaos Qi that seemed to be brewing the next Demon God, a calm and confident arc curling at the corners of his mouth.

"Who is next?"

His consciousness actively rushed into that eternal Chaos battlefield again.

Time passed, and the Primal Ancient Realm had been reorganized for several years.

In the third year of Old Ancestor Lin Dao's seclusion, the outside world changed, and the names of the Lin Clan disciples were already like bright stars, shining in the Myriad Heavens and Myriad Realms.

Heavenly Sword Holy Land, deep in the Sword Tomb.

A cyan sword light tore through the Void Realm, and ten thousand swords rang in unison.

Lin Hao stepped out of the sword light, his Sword Qi already restrained, but in the opening and closing of his eyes, it seemed that countless sword Daos were being born and dying.

His aura was deep, and he had reached the Peak of the Saint Realm!

In the past three years, relying on the Supreme Sword Body and Supreme Sword Bone, he had comprehended the Supreme sword canon of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, experienced a hundred lifetimes of sword Dao tempering in the Holy Land Secret Realm "Ten Thousand Swords Reincarnation," and finally initially fused the two Supreme Foundations.

His sword Dao Divine Body went a step further, reaching the edge of Major Achievement.

He once broke into the "Burial Sword Star Domain" alone, and from the resentment of billions of broken swords, obtained the seed of the "Nirvana Sword Intent" left by an ancient Sword Saint.

After returning to the Holy Land, with absolute strength, he continuously challenged and defeated the original first Saint and second Saint.

Nowadays, he is the undisputed number one of the young generation in the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, regarded by the Holy Land's top brass as the only candidate for the next Holy Master, with a respected status, and can even mobilize some of the Holy Land's resources.

His name, "Lin Hao," has become a myth among Sword Cultivators.

Western Region, outside the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss.

"Blood Sea Tsunami!"

"Dragon Elephant Suppresses Prison!"

Two figures, one red and one gold, crisscrossed on the wasteland intertwined with Devilish Qi and Evil Qi. Wherever they passed, mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and demons wailed.

Ye Chen was bare-chested, dark gold light shimmering on his bronze skin. The blood and Qi of the Ancient Desolate Sacred Body were like a furnace. His punches were like a galloping Dragon Elephant, smashing a Deep Abyss Demon Lizard comparable to the Late Stage of the Saint Realm to pieces.

His aura was fierce, and he had also stepped into the Peak of the Saint Realm. The power of the Sacred Body after Minor Achievement was earth-shaking.

Blood Exquisite was still in a red dress, unstained by dust.

She waved her jade hand lightly, and three thousand blood god children turned into blood-colored lotus flowers in the sky, rotating and dancing, cutting and devouring another group of demons that pounced on them, turning them into pure blood Qi to feed back to herself.

Her cultivation had also advanced to the Peak of the Saint Realm, and the operation of the 《Blood Scripture》 became increasingly mysterious and unpredictable.

Over the past three years, the two had traveled together, both enemies and friends, sometimes tripping each other up, and sometimes joining forces to fight against enemies.

They had broken into Ancient Tombs, explored Secret Realms, snatched Opportunities, and destroyed several strongholds of the Murong Family.

The Murong Family's pursuit of them had never stopped, and they had even sent Elders of the Saint King Realm, but the two, relying on their strong strength and weird life-saving means, always managed to turn danger into safety, instead causing the Murong Family to suffer heavy losses and lose their reputation.

The combination of "Ye Chen and Blood Exquisite" had become a "scourge" that gave many forces in the Western Region a headache, but no one dared to provoke them easily.