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Having dealt with the Golden Scaled Crocodile, Qinchuan's long spear swung again, and the colossal body of the beast was instantly bisected. A fist-sized, lustrous core tumbled out from within.

After securing the demon beast core, Qinchuan continued to make his way deeper into the Heavenly Demon Forest.

Encountering a Ninth Rank demon beast in the outer area was already a challenge; hunting a higher-level demon beast meant he had to venture further in.

The Heavenly Demon Forest was eerie and terrifying, filled with soaring demonic Qi. The deeper he went, the thicker the demonic Qi became until Qinchuan felt as if he were shrouded in purgatory amidst the dense black mist.

Along the way, Qinchuan encountered countless demon beasts, though most were low-rank and would flee upon detecting his aura. Only a few high-rank demon beasts foolishly attacked him but were effortlessly dealt with by a single move of his hand.

Aside from storing the Golden Scaled Crocodile's core, Qinchuan couldn't be bothered to collect the cores of these low-rank beasts.

Even the Red Luan only gave them a glance, showing no interest in consuming them.

He journeyed on for several dozen miles, estimating he had left the territory controlled by the Golden Scaled Crocodiles, and then gradually slowed his pace.

Just at that moment,

Suddenly, intense sounds of combat erupted ahead, the booming noise of battle drawing Qinchuan's attention.

"Roar——"

The demon beasts' roars and the explosions of Mysterious Techniques were relentless, signaling an intense fight.

"Hmm?"

"That sound, it seems to be a Nether Dragon!"

A flash of light sparkled in Qinchuan's eyes, the Nether Dragon was at the very least a First Rank spirit beast.

One must understand that the classification of demon beasts, fierce beasts, and the human race are different; the combat levels of beasts and fowls are ranked as Mortal Rank, Spirit Beasts, and Divine Beasts, each major level subdivided into nine ranks.

Although there is only one grade difference between a spirit beast at First Rank and a ninth rank Mortal beast, the disparity between them is as vast as the heavens and the earth.

It's akin to the gap between the Spirit Martial Realm and the Dao Palace Realm among humans; a ninth layer Spirit Martial is still within the realm of a Martial Artist, but the Dao Palace Realm steps into the Cultivator category, wielding mana and Divine Skills, possessing an absolute capability to suppress.

The Nether Dragon, despite being at the lowest a First Rank spirit beast, contained more ancient demonic heritage in their bloodline, making them far stronger than an average demon beast of the same level. Qinchuan was curious to find out who was battling the Nether Dragon, matching blow for blow.

Qinchuan immediately moved his feet and turned into a streak of light, heading in the direction of the noise.

"So it's him!"

When Qinchuan got closer, he recognized who the person was.

The one entangled with the Nether Dragon was none other than Dongfang Zhen from the Taiyuan Royal Family lineage.

At a glance, Dongfang Zhen was seen wielding a copper rod, within him, the Immovable Vajra body in his sea of consciousness stood firm, radiating a solemn aura akin to a Buddha, exuding compassionate Dao Rhymes.

This Immovable Vajra Body naturally repelled demonic influences, making it a natural nemesis for demon beasts and practitioners of the demonic path; thus, at this moment, Dongfang Bai appeared to be steadily gaining the upper hand.

One person and one dragon were locked in combat that neither could dominate. Mysterious Techniques and Divine Skills interwove explosively, dazzling light trembling the heavens, and Demonic Qi billowing, churning furiously. The shockwaves from the battle swept around like massive waves of terrifying tidal surges, leveling ancient trees and flowers all around to the ground.

The Nether Demon Dragon, the more it fought, the more impatient it became. After all, it was a Spirit Level First Rank Demon Beast, with the bloodline of an Ancient Demon Dragon enhancing it. Within the Heavenly Demon Forest, even ordinary Second Rank spirit beasts would only hide far away from it.

"Roar—"

The Nether Demon Dragon suddenly let out an angry roar, its bellow resounding through heaven and earth, with soundwaves rising and falling like an expansive ocean, infused with a Demonic Dao aura that blanketed the skies, crushing down toward Dongfang Zhen.

But Dongfang Zhen remained immovable, like the True Buddha descending to the mortal world, with Buddha's light enveloping his body and divine halos surrounding him. Amidst the boundless Demonic Qi, he was like an ancient, dignified Buddha, majestic and tranquil, dispelling external demons.

"Break—"

Dongfang Zhen's True Qi circulated, his whole body swelling, with the Immoveable Vajra Body suppressing his Divine Sense. Perhaps it had been a long time since he had fought so exhilaratingly, and now facing a Nether Demon Dragon of equal match, he naturally exerted all his strength.

His blood boiled with heat, his eyes lit up, and his body radiated an endless, majestic Buddha's light.

The Buddha's light emerged, as if an Ancient Buddha from the ancient times appeared in the void. Wherever the light passed, evil demons were scattered, Demon Beasts laid low and the overwhelming Demonic Qi dissipated upon meeting this solemn Buddha's light, unable to approach even half a step in front of Dongfang Zhen.

Not only that, but Dongfang Zhen channeled True Qi into his iron staff with both hands, and the once somber staff instantly emitted a golden Buddha light. The golden light shone brightly, dazzling to the eyes. The Buddha light grew with the wind, and as Dongfang Zhen swung his arm, the Buddha light staff rolled down toward the head of the Nether Demon Dragon.

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The Nether Demon Dragon's color changed with fright, not expecting its usually invincible Demonic Qi to be ineffective against the young man before it, and quickly dodged in panic.

It transformed into a stream of Demonic Qi zigzagging across the Heavenly Demon Forest, now east, now west, like a cloud of black mist with spiritual intelligence, soaring and dancing through the forest, shrouding all of the Heavenly Demon Forest within it. The sunlight that originally shone through was blocked by this black mist at this moment, and Qinchuan felt as if the sky had collapsed, feeling a terrifying pressure hanging over the void.

"It wants to exhaust Dongfang Zhen's energy using the surrounding environment!"

A blazing divine light burst forth in Qinchuan's eyes, as he immediately perceived the Nether Demon Dragon's plan.

The Heavenly Demon Forest could be said to be the Nether Demon Dragon's lair, and its familiarity with the terrain here clearly far exceeded that of Dongfang Zhen. It intended to use the terrain and its own speed advantage to exhaust Dongfang Zhen to death.

At that moment, Dongfang Zhen also saw through the Nether Demon Dragon's intention.

Dongfang Zhen's body shook, and a wave of Buddha's aura suddenly shot straight into the sky, as he burst forth all at once.

His speed surged, and with a thunderous sound, the giant staff swept across the Eight Desolates, ancient trees that could only be hugged by the combined effort of several people were instantly cut down from their roots like withered timber.

Countless giant trees collapsed, thunderously rolling down onto the body of the Nether Demon Dragon.

Seeing Dongfang Zhen's suddenly heightened aura, Qinchuan understood his idea but could not help shaking his head, "With his strength, fighting so recklessly against the Nether Demon Dragon, even if he suppresses the Demon Dragon, he will exhaust his True Qi."

Indeed.

In just a short while, the towering ancient trees within a several-mile radius of Dongfang Zhen's battlefield were all swept down by him.

With no geographical advantage, the speed advantage of the Nether Demon Dragon had no room to play.

The Nether Demon Dragon was instantly pushed back by Dongfang Zhen, and in no time, the Demon Dragon was in a sorry state.

Its four dragon claws were scarred and its white bones and bloody flesh were frighteningly exposed. Several dark scales on its neck were torn off, blood flowing freely, and a Dragon Horn above the black giant skull was knocked off by Dongfang Zhen's staff.@@novelbin@@

Blood flowed, completely dyeing its crimson eyes red, as it appeared to have come straight from Hell.