Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 935 - Sect Annihilation Crisis

Countless gazes across the entire Xuan Ting Demonic Island had turned to the demon king’s palace.

The crowd watched the brutal battle, their hearts shaken.

The two demonic islands had plunged into full-scale war—only one would survive.

Countless people were discussing the ongoing war.

“Say, how will this end?”

“Looking at the situation, we have the upper hand.”

“I heard that our first demon general, Lord Chen Fan, obtained a spot as a demonic child candidate at the Demonic Child Selection Battle more than a decade ago. Lord Demon King was rewarded by Lord Demon Venerable, which raised the strength of our entire demon sect.”

“No wonder we’re suppressing the Huyan Demon Sect this time. In the past, we were always at a disadvantage.”

“That’s right. It’s all thanks to Demon General Chen Fan. If it wasn’t for him, our sect would still be losing. Facing a war like this, we’d stand no chance”

“......”

As a member of the Xuan Ting Demon Sect, they would often get into fights in the waters of the two demonic islands.

They also hated the people of the Huyan Demon Sect very much, so they didn’t want to lose this war.

Now, watching Demon King Xuan Ting and the Four Great Demon Lords overwhelm the Huyan Demon Sect’s experts, they felt a wave of relief.

Although they were only suppressing their opponents for now, the difference in the strength of both sides was already apparent. It was only a matter of time before the Huyan Demon Sect faced defeat.

“Kill!”

Demon King Xuan Ting fought increasingly valiantly. Once oppressed by the Huyan Demonic Island, the tables had now turned. He felt the pent-up frustrations in his heart being vented as he struck.

Wielding his demonic spear, the killing intent from Demon King Xuan Ting surged to its peak.

His power, at the early-stage sixth-level Manifestation realm, erupted violently, fully showcasing his might.

“Hmph!” Huyan He snorted coldly. His demonic saber unleashed terrifying demonic light as he slashed out.

A colossal wave of saber qi formed instantly, his aura soaring to the heavens like the Milky Way crashing down, hurtling toward Demon King Xuan Ting.

Boom, boom, boom!

Deafening explosions resounded incessantly. The entire space, and even the lands, trembled violently

Two terrifying auras collided fiercely in the air, producing sizzling noises. Numerous cracks appeared in the endless void.

Rumble!

Demon King Xuan Ting raised his arm and stabbed violently.

His strikes seemed capable of shattering a star. The terrifying spear light carried a force that could destroy heaven and earth, its undulating intensity rushed toward Huyan He.

On the other hand, Huyan He swung his demonic saber like a dance. A surge of demonic primeval rose to the sky, empowering his demonic saber. His saber qi, earth-shattering and relentless, met Xuan Ting’s spear head-on in a ferocious clash.

“Go to hell! Xuan Ting! So what if you broke through before me? You will still die today!” Huyan He roared furiously, channeling all his vitality into his demonic saber. It transformed into a dragon, surging forward with immense power.

Clang!

This attack shook heaven and earth, producing a deafening noise of metal clashing.

Demon King Xuan Ting was pushed back continuously by Huyan He’s sudden outburst, leaving a trail of heavy footprints in the void before dissipating the terrifying force. He looked at Huyan He with a dark gaze.

“Huyan He, if this is the source of your confidence, you are truly naive.”

Demon King Xuan Ting took a deep breath. An incomparably sharp luster flashed in his eyes. A terrifying aura began to boil within him as his demonic spear radiated a destructive energy.

“Today, I’ll show you the heaven-tier martial art, Ten Ghosts Spear Art, bestowed upon me by Lord Demon Venerable. You should feel proud to be able to die under a heaven-tier martial art, Huyan He!”

Before his voice faded, Xuan Ting’s aura suddenly surged to the sky, connecting with heaven and earth. He slowly raised the demonic spear and pointed it toward Huyan He on the opposite side.

“Die!” A single word rang out as Demon King Xuan Ting charged over, wielding his spear. The demonic spear transformed into a streak of pitch-black light that was about to break through the universe, attacking Huyan He.

Huyan He felt his soul plunged into an endless abyss of darkness. Amid the void, a ray of light emerged—terrifyingly powerful—hurtling toward him with unstoppable force.

“Roar!” Huyan He suddenly roared. His aura also boiled violently. His demonic saber shone with crimson light, and he also slashed toward Demon King Xuan Ting.

“Blood Demon Dragon Saber Art!” A stream of terrifying crimson saber qi transformed into a crimson dragon. The sound of a dragon’s cry resounded through heaven and earth.

Rumble!

The two rivals’ attacks collided in an instant.

However, Xuan Ting had executed his absolute killing move. The demonic spear with unmatched sharpness tore through the blood dragon, shattering it layer by layer.

Huyan He, already at a disadvantage with a weaker martial art and lower cultivation, found the gap between them brutally exposed.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

Explosions echoed as the blood dragon disintegrated under the relentless force of the spear. A deathly aura descended upon Huyan He, suffocating him.

Before that terrifying attack landed on him, the terrifying aura had already overwhelmed Huyan He, causing his qi and blood to stir. He spewed out fresh blood uncontrollably, looking appalled.

The crushing aura left Huyan He horrified—he knew the spear would end him.

At this critical juncture, Huyan He roared, “My lord, save me!”

Rumble!

Before his cry faded, a massive hand descended from the heavens, merging seamlessly with the world. Its presence cracked the very fabric of space.

This sudden turn of events greatly shocked Demon King Xuan Ting.

He watched in shock as his attack on Huyan He was obliterated by the massive hand, like crushing a block of tofu.

The storm from the explosion struck Xuan Ting.

His protective true primeval crumbled at first contact like paper. He was sent flying backward, blood spurting from his mouth as if struck by an overwhelming force, struggling to maintain his composure.

Suddenly, a voice resounded through heaven and earth icily.

“Useless trash!”

Then, a figure walked out from the void, emitting an aura that far surpassed Demon King Xuan Ting and Huyan He’s, reaching the peak of the sixth-level Manifestation realm.

If Chen Fan were here, he would recognize the newcomer at a glance.

He was none other than the patriarch of the Ping Shan Demonic Island’s Ye Clan, Ye Xi!