Chapter 747: The Demon King Descends (2)

Under the relentless assault, the black mist twisted violently. Xiao Yufan clearly felt the temperature plummet across the entire realm at that moment…

“I’ve gone through so much to descend into this world—how could I let you ruin everything? Die!”

From within the black mist, a dark ray brimming with terrifying murderous intent shot forth, directly aiming at Xiao Yufan’s forehead. Startled, he tilted his body slightly to the right, narrowly avoiding it.

However, there were only a few seconds to catch his breath before the black mist surged forward over a hundred meters, heading straight toward the two uncertainly alive Blood Spirit and Soul Spirit clansmen.

Xiao Yufan could feel their life force rapidly draining away under the pull of the black mist, while the魔王’s power was gradually returning—he was actually devouring their strength!

At this moment, Xiao Yufan had no time to hesitate. He formed a hand seal and flung it toward the Blood Spirit clansman, instantly killing him. Only by completely eliminating these two could they prevent the魔王 (the Devil King) from using them.

Seeing his plan ruined, a furious roar erupted from within the black mist, filled with the desire to tear Xiao Yufan apart. Yet, how could Xiao Yufan possibly allow them to have their way?

“It’s over!”

A calm voice slowly escaped Xiao Yufan’s lips. Surprisingly, the魔王 (demon king) within the black mist involuntarily trembled, as he had sensed a formidable aura emanating from Xiao Yufan—one that even he deeply feared.

“Annihilation! Imperial Dragon Subduing Heaven!”

This was the ultimate martial art of the Ninth Layer of the Imperial Dragon Formula, transcending the realm of ancient martial techniques. Even with Xiao Yufan’s strength, he felt as though his body was being drained to the brink while unleashing it.

A massive golden orb slammed into the black mist, and a piercing, mournful sound abruptly echoed throughout the entire space.

“In this world, I am god! You can’t kill me! Wait a few years until I recover my strength—that will be your doom!”

The魔王’s voice, though still defiant, revealed his current desperation. The Imperial Dragon Formula was a treasure of the Imperial Dragon Sect from a bygone ancient martial era. In Xiao Yufan’s hands, when fully unleashed, it was simply unstoppable for the魔王.

“Is that so?”

A faint smirk slowly spread across Xiao Yufan’s face, his expression growing colder. Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound approached, and two figures appeared beside him.

“Do you really think two early-stage Return Spirit cultivators can kill me?”

Feeling the newcomers’ power, the Devil King scoffed from within the black mist, regarding them as mere ants.

“Father, Grandfather, let’s begin!”

Xiao Yufan had no intention of wasting words on a dying enemy. The two figures arriving at the Extreme North were none other than Master Situ and Situ Yonghui.

With the aid of medicinal pills and Spirit Stones, both had broken through to the Return Spirit realm. Xiao Yufan’s father and grandfather were his final trump cards.

Nodding slightly, Master Situ and Situ Yonghui formed hand seals, gradually shaping a faint mark that subtly aligned with Xiao Yufan’s into a triangular formation.

At the center of this triangle swirled the dark black mist. Would Xiao Yufan bring his father and grandfather here without having a trump card up his sleeve? The formation taught to him by the Pavilion Master of Tianduge required three Return Spirit experts to fully activate. Could defeating the Demon King really be that easy?

As the formation activated, the Devil King within the black mist roared furiously. This time, he truly felt the threat of death.

He had regarded these three as mere insects, yet now they had instilled fear in him. If he were at his peak, he could have slaughtered them all effortlessly. But the current situation was no longer within his control…

The three poured all their strength into the formation. The triangular array spun wildly, gradually shrinking and compressing the black mist into a confined space. A faint golden light emerged from Xiao Yufan’s palm, enveloping the black mist entirely.

这是天都阁唯一的极品灵器。借助它,即便魔王拥有无数能力,也只能面临毁灭……

The black vortex slowly vanished, dragging the supreme spirit artifact into the spatial turbulence. Feeling drained, Xiao Yufan glanced at his grandfather and father, a faint, relieved smile gradually appearing on his lips.

The魔王, having just arrived, had been completely eradicated. The Pavilion Master’s feared scenario would never come to pass. As for the Blood Spirit and Soul Spirit clans, it was now up to the Qianling and Guling clans to handle…