My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death

"This plot is just twist after twist."

Xu Fan looked at the young man holding a giant sword in the Light Curtain, who had fully brought out the power of the Hongmeng Supreme Treasure Sword.

In the realm of the Great Saint in the Land of Chaos, although the Hongmeng Treasure could be used, its power could only be exerted by three to four tenths.

But now, under the backing of the Will of Three Thousand Realms Dao, this young man has fully aroused the power of the Hongmeng Treasure.

A hint of power from the Hongmeng Supreme emanated from the young man.

It then transformed into one sword intent after another, breaking open the entire Real Devil World again.

With the shattering of the Real Devil World, the True Magic Beasts that had just been condensed were once again dispersed.

The familiar plot made the arrogant Lord Demon start to reflect.

"Looks like I still haven’t managed to escape the control of the Will of the Three Thousand Realms Heavenly Dao," sneered the Lord Demon to himself.

"Continue, fight!" The young man swung his giant sword and said with excitement.

The battle once again fell into the familiar scene, the only difference being the young man harnessing all the warmth of the Hongmeng Treasure.

Xuan Huang Treasure on the Lord Demon’s body collapsed, one after another, under the onslaught of the Hongmeng Supreme Treasure Sword.

The Primal Lord, who was watching the live broadcast, began to prepare.

"Master Xu, when do you think is the best time for me to make a move?" Primal Lord said, eager to try.

"Whenever you want, anyway, the Lord Demon can still hold on for a long time with that group of concentrated Chaos Qi," Xu Fan said as he looked at the Hongmeng Supreme Treasure Sword in the young man’s hand.

This Hongmeng Treasure gave Xu Fan a new idea.

"Then let’s wait a bit longer, until this kid, Lord Demon, completely gives up resisting, then I’ll make a move." The Primal Lord called for the Flower Spirit to pour him another cup of tea after he finished his.

The battle continued for three months. In front of Hongmeng Supreme Treasure Sword that were fully opened, the Lord Demon was beaten back step by step.

The Lord Demon, who had recovered to its peak with the last dose of Chaos Qi, had already begun to have a hint of retreat in his heart.

But at this moment, the young man on the opposite side had his eyes reddened with bloodlust, and it was impossible to let the Lord Demon go again.

During this time, several of the Lord Demon’s Great Saint underlings rushed over to support him, but without a few moves, they were all crushed by the young man using the Hongmeng Supreme Treasure Sword, shattering their Sacred Bodies and fleeing.

"Lord Demon, on today’s date in the next Era year, I will come to this place to pay homage to you," the young man said coldly, expressing his respect for his opponent, the Lord Demon.

"Are you so sure you can kill me?" asked the Lord Demon, standing in the Demon Realm’s void.

The young man gently raised the giant sword in his hand, and suddenly, several giant swords, each ten light armors long, appeared in the periphery of the Demon Realm.

The entire Demon Realm was sealed off by the Hongmeng Treasure in an instant.

"Being favored by the will of the Three Thousand Realms Heavenly Dao is indeed good. If you didn’t have the Hongmeng Treasure in your hand, you bunch of Great Saints would have been crushed by me countless times."

Looking at the Hongmeng Supreme Treasure Sword, the Lord Demon thought of the Hongmeng Treasure Embryo in Xu Fan’s hand.

Then it extended to the female Chaos God and Demon.

Then an idea appeared in the Lord Demon’s mind.

"Actually, the feeling of intercourse with God and Demon is pretty good."

But this idea had just emerged when the Lord Demon dispelled it.

The fight continued and the Lord Demon’s Sacred Body origin was about to fall into a state of exhaustion again.

The Lord Demon’s true demonic body reassembled.

At this point, the Lord Demon had given up hope of winning.

So, he looked up to the direction of the Primordial Sect and yelled, "Primal Lord, save me!"

Throughout these Chaos Epoch years, although the Lord Demon knew he was a step weaker than the Primal Lord, he remained stubborn and mouthy.

He had never admitted that he was weaker than the Primal Lord.

Now, facing a moment of life and death, the Demon Lord felt that he could no longer keep up his pretense of strength.

In his previous letter for help, the Demon Lord had expressed himself quite tactfully and showed no signs of weakness.

But things were different now. If he was truly to perish, he dared not assure that someone would fetch him from the River of Time.

At this moment, a Star Gate appeared above the battlefield.

The Primal Lord stepped out from it, simultaneously lighting up nine stars within the Demon Realm.

A force of the stars descended, suppressing all the Great Saints except for the young man.

A smile graced the Primal Lord’s face as he looked at the young man.

"So tell me, how do you plan to deal with me?" he asked.

Struggling to maintain his figure from being crushed, the young man, bearing the weight of nine stars, looked up at the Primal Lord.

"For the Three Thousand Realms to develop, all the forces of the Human Clan needs to unite as one," he stated.

"Those forces that occupy a vast area of the Three Thousand Realms without making equivalent contributions must be eliminated."

The youth stood firm in the Demon Realm, gripping the handle of the Primordial Supreme Treasure Sword, looking fearlessly at the Primal Lord.

Upon hearing these words, the Demon Lord almost choked in disbelief.

What did he mean, was he implying that he should be the one to be eliminated?

Hearing the youth’s words, the Primal Lord turned to the Demon Lord and said: "What do you think? I suddenly find his words quite reasonable."

"Hmph!"

"If you want me dead, just say it." The Demon lord couldn’t help but retort.

"The Demon Lord is my dear friend, and now you’ve beaten him to such a state for no apparent reason. You owe me an explanation." The Primal Lord’s lips lifted in a slight smile.

"Twenty-eight thousand years ago, I was born in a small world on the edge of the Demon Realm," began the young man.

"The small world was under the control of the Demon Realm. My parents were unable to advance to higher levels due to the oppression by the Demon Realm, which resulted in their foundational strength being weak, and they perished during the Heavenly Tribulation."

"This is the cause and effect between me and the Demon Realm. Though it’s not directly caused by the Demon Lord, he’s still indirectly involved," the young man stated resolutely.

Having heard the young man’s words, the Primal Lord looked at the Demon Lord in a strange manner.

"Have you become stupid from all these years of cultivation, how could you not have noticed all this?" he asked.

Hearing this, the Demon Lord immediately countered: "He is the Chosen One designated by the Three Thousand Realms. Do you think I could’ve sensed that?"

A Saint Body Origin Divine Pill was flicked into the Demon Lord’s mouth by the Primal Lord, in case he suddenly dies from shock.

"The feud between the two of you is both insignificant and momentous."

"Now I’ve made a decision. Your alliance will withdraw from the Demon Realm."

"After three hundred thousand years, my Primordial Sect will no longer interfere in your feud," said the Primal Lord, looking at the young man.

The force of the nine stars in the sky was intensifying, and the young man holding the Primordial Supreme Treasure Sword was teetering on the edge of being crushed.

"Fine!" Feeling the pressure growing on him, the young man reluctantly agreed.

The young man then led many Great Saints to withdraw from the Demon Realm.

"What more can I say to you? In the end, it’s because you are too weak. Cultivate properly, and that’s the end of it." After speaking, the Primal Lord disappeared into the Star Gate.

The nine stars in the sky also vanished along with the Primal Lord.

Far away within the Hidden Spirit Gate, Xu Fan was quite pleased after watching this spectacle of drama.

Importantly, he also gained a new inspiration for Artifact Refining from it.

"I should try when I have the time. If I can really refine such a Hongmeng Supreme Treasure, it would be quite an innovation in the Chaos Land," Xu Fan stroked his chin thoughtfully.