The weak were obliterated in the aftermath, and Dongbo Xueying’s pupils contracted slightly. He wanted to save them, but it was already too late—the enemy’s domain had been unleashed in the blink of an eye.
“Look at this Xueying lad, so formidable before. Who knows, he might turn to dust under the Demon Lord’s domain.”
“He’s been in seclusion for 1.5 billion years. Probably doesn’t have any powerful defensive treasures, and his Nanyun Sacred Body doesn’t seem to have reached a high level. He likely can’t withstand the Demon Lord’s domain.”
Not far away, the four Chaos Realm ninth-layer onlookers exchanged whispers.
They had full confidence in the White Cloud Demon Lord.
**Boom—**
Rolling clouds surged toward Dongbo Xueying.
“Break!” Dongbo Xueying gripped the Crimson Cloud Divine Spear, and with a single thought, the Crimson Cloud Domain erupted.
Within a radius of millions of miles, the void surged like turbulent waves, each ripple carrying countless fluctuations that fiercely clashed with the encroaching clouds. The collision was instantaneous—the void waves weakened almost immediately, while the rolling clouds retained five or six layers of their power, dominating the battlefield.
“As expected of the *Ten Sacred Scrolls’* *Scroll of Clouds*, renowned for its overwhelming force. My Crimson Cloud Domain excels in manipulating the void, but its direct suppression is weaker,” Dongbo Xueying mused inwardly.
**Rumble—**
The clouds crashed against him, yet the surrounding void twisted, diverting the clouds elsewhere. Strange spatial vortexes swirled around his body, forming three ethereal staircases that deflected all incoming force. It was as if no attack could touch him.
“What?!” The four ninth-layer Chaos Realm spectators were stunned.
“He withstood it?!”
“That’s a technique from the *Ten Sacred Scrolls*!”
In terms of cultivation difficulty, the *Twelve Nanyun Sacred Styles* were indeed known for being relatively simple. But in terms of power, while they were top-tier, only two secret techniques could reach the tenth-layer Chaos Realm level. Even among the Six Great Ancient Kingdoms, many secret arts surpassed the *Twelve Nanyun Sacred Styles*—though their cultivation costs were far higher.
To reach tenth-layer Chaos Realm combat power with the *Twelve Nanyun Sacred Styles*, one first had to perfect the Nanyun Sacred Body to the tenth layer, equivalent to refining one’s body into a treasure. The rare materials alone cost roughly 2 billion cosmic crystals, and even with the wealth, acquiring them was nearly impossible.
The White Cloud Demon Lord’s technique, however, had an even grander origin.
It was the *Scroll of Clouds* from the *Ten Sacred Scrolls*, a supreme scripture of the Myriad Realms Ancient Kingdom—a kingdom rumored to surpass even the Xiafeng Ancient Kingdom. Just learning the tenth-layer Chaos Realm portion and gathering the required materials cost a staggering 5 billion cosmic crystals. Once mastered, not only did it grant defensive prowess on par with the perfected Nanyun Sacred Body, but it also included several lethal techniques, including a domain ability at the tenth-layer Chaos Realm level!
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“That’s not one of the *Twelve Nanyun Sacred Styles*,” the White Cloud Demon Lord remarked with a smile as he leisurely approached.
“Now, take one of mine.”
Dongbo Xueying thrust his spear in an instant.
**Whoosh.**
Though the Crimson Cloud Domain’s direct suppression was slightly weaker, its void manipulation was far superior. Despite the distance, the spear tip bizarrely appeared right before the Demon Lord’s forehead.
**Huff.** The Demon Lord’s palm blocked the strike, the spear tip piercing his hand.
Space collapsed at the point of impact.
**Boom!**
Half of the Demon Lord’s hand exploded, but he merely frowned as swirling clouds rapidly reformed it.
“Impressive void domain. Even I can barely sense your spear’s trajectory,” the Demon Lord said casually before suddenly swinging his hand—now enlarged to tens of thousands of miles, like a colossal cloud-formed palm—crushing down toward Dongbo Xueying.
“Break!” Instead of dodging, Dongbo Xueying thrust his spear directly into the massive palm.
**Boom—**
The palm slammed into the ground, carving a vast crater, but a gaping hole also appeared in the palm, quickly sealing shut.
Deep beneath the crater lay an unfathomable abyss.
“Did I crush him?” The Demon Lord sneered, watching as his clouds ravaged the earth below.
**Whoosh.**
A spear shadow suddenly shot up from the depths, piercing the surface before inexplicably reappearing at the Demon Lord’s chest. Before he could react, the spear stabbed into him.
**Hum—**
The Demon Lord’s entire body shuddered, his massive palm dispersing instantly.
“Too fast!” The Demon Lord’s expression darkened. He inhaled sharply, drawing the surrounding clouds into his body, his power visibly surging.
Dongbo Xueying emerged from the ground, landing nearby. “*Shattering the Void* is only a ninth-layer technique. Even with the Crimson Cloud Divine Spear, it barely reaches the peak of the ninth layer. Though renowned for its destructive force, it’s only comparable to a tenth-layer move in raw power. But even with the Crimson Cloud Domain’s aid, the Demon Lord blocked it—his body reforms endlessly, unfazed. Meanwhile, *Piercing the Void*, also at ninth-layer peak, is weaker but far more elusive. He couldn’t stop that one.”
In his 1.5 billion years with the spear, he had developed five killing techniques.
One was a joint attack, impossible without his clones.
Of the remaining four:
The strongest was the **Crimson Cloud Domain**, derived from the spear’s runes—a ninth-layer technique rivaling self-created moves. With the spear, it could unleash tenth-layer power, his sole tenth-layer combat ability for now.
The others were only eighth-layer peak, elevated to ninth-layer peak by the spear.
It couldn’t be helped.
In his past life, he had only created two ninth-layer techniques. Even with the spear and shared void affinity, 1.5 billion years was too short to develop more.
As for the *Twelve Nanyun Sacred Styles*, lacking resources, his Nanyun Sacred Body remained at the eighth layer, barring him from the two secret techniques. His spear, though mighty, could only amplify his ninth-layer strength to its peak. The Crimson Cloud Divine Spear and *Crimson Cloud Combat Arts* were the perfect match.
His five killing techniques were but fragments of the *Crimson Cloud Combat Arts*.
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“Die!” Frustrated by repeated failures, the Demon Lord roared, inhaling endless mist, his body solidifying to an extreme—another *Scroll of Clouds* combat form.
“Kill!”
He lunged with blinding speed, fist crashing down like a meteor.
Dongbo Xueying met it head-on with his spear, but the impact sent him flying uncontrollably, plowing a hundred-mile trench into the ground.
“Given time, you might rival me. But now? You’re no match!” The Demon Lord pursued relentlessly, raining down blows.
**Boom! Boom! Boom!**
Dongbo Xueying was sent tumbling with every clash, the Demon Lord’s onslaught unstoppable.
**Cough.**
Despite his three-layered vortex defense, blood spilled from Dongbo Xueying’s lips.
“Still lacking in brute force, huh?” He grinned, having truly experienced the might of a tenth-layer Chaos Realm expert in the Heartworld Continent.
The Demon Lord paused.
“Enough playtime.” Dongbo Xueying turned to leave.
“Flee?” The Demon Lord’s head swelled monstrously, his maw expanding to devour the heavens, aiming to swallow Dongbo Xueying whole. Once inside, his refining techniques would grind the prey to dust—just as he had done to a newly ascended tenth-layer expert from the Huozhao Kingdom, whom he’d held for millennia until the kingdom negotiated his release.
**Whoosh.**
Dongbo Xueying flickered away, reappearing miles distant—right before the four ninth-layer spectators.
Within the Crimson Cloud Domain, even without teleportation, void manipulation allowed him to traverse vast distances in a step.
“Damn it!” The Demon Lord scowled. “Yingshan Xueying’s domain is too slippery. He fights and retreats at will.”
A tenth-layer Crimson Cloud Domain was terrifying indeed.
While the *Scroll of Clouds* could be learned for a price, the *Crimson Cloud Combat Arts* were exclusive to the Fan Clan of the Xiafeng Ancient Kingdom—unattainable even with wealth. Only the three great clans might access it internally, and outsiders? Never.
The stronger the art, the harder to obtain.
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“If I can’t kill the White Cloud, I’ll settle for you four.” Dongbo Xueying smirked at the ninth-layer demons.
“Audacious!”
“Arrogant!”
The four roared, already in formation. Unafraid of the Demon Lord, why fear Yingshan Xueying?
“Kill him together!” The Demon Lord bellowed, pride yielding to pragmatism—he couldn’t slay the Snow Eagle Prince alone.
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