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Chapter 1056 The Calamity of the Demon
Overcoming a tribulation leads to a leap forward.

Zhou You lost the painting of the hungry tiger and a human skin, but instead of losing his fighting spirit, he gained a lot from this setback.

He connects past events with current occurrences, using his boxing skills to deduce the essence of worldly affairs.

Having accumulated enough experience, he immediately demonstrated a powerful and unique martial arts move.

The secret trick... Time, like a butterfly, slowly flutters its wings.

A butterfly drifting along the river of time, the impact of its flapping wings extends from the past to the future.

Countless intricate connections thus take shape, and when triggered at a certain key juncture, they can even create a significant turning point in history.

Zhou You's fingertips trembled slightly, his gaze fixed on the 'great gentleman' with a restless intensity.

The 'Great Gentleman' immediately sensed something was wrong. Originally, she was in this environment like a wolf in a sheepfold. Although there were many hateful and hostile gazes around her, they did not pose any threat.

But just a moment ago, a crisis suddenly arose and vanished like lightning.

So fast that she didn't even have time to find the source.

This is too strange. The Enchantress has seen more than one Martial Saint, but very few have given her the sense of crisis she felt just now.

"Lord Nanchen, what suggestions do you have?"
Uncle Wang asked Zhou You in a low voice.

The scene before my eyes was too similar to the upheaval in the Southern Frontier. The Heavenly Maiden and the Enchantress were both similar monsters, and they had both been born not long ago.

As a master who personally experienced the Heavenly Maiden Incident, Zhou You might have some way to deal with it.

Yes, many people think that way.

Zhou You smiled wryly, "If there were a Heavenly Sect master here who was no less powerful than Lord Shen, perhaps we could give it a try!"

Silence fell over the surroundings. Where in Putuo Prefecture could there be a man like Lord Shen? And in the whole world, such a man was extremely rare.

Zhen Beige, the commander of the six northern prefectures, did not come; nor did Tiannan Divine Sword, who was stationed in the capital, come.

Suddenly, Princess Mianzhu's eyes lit up as she thought of her master, the Lord of Broken Eyebrow Mountain.

"Duh!"

The stone forest was pierced through by a single sword strike. Countless stone tablets were moved by the sword's energy, transforming into a magnificent meteorite ring that encircled the blade of the giant sword, making it resemble a massive celestial body.

The Lord of Broken Eyebrows Mountain, wielding a giant sword, was like a god descending from heaven, invincible.

People only know that she is second in swordsmanship, second only to the Heavenly Sword of the South, but they all overlook that she is also a top-tier expert in the world, one of the few peak experts in the world.

The Jade Grand Preceptor was in a sorry state, with wave after wave of rotating meteorites rushing towards him, leaving him no way to dodge.

With a tremor of the Broken Eyebrow Mountain Lord's giant sword, countless sword energies bombarded the space around him, washing it clean several times over.

Even though he possessed masterful spatial manipulation, with a flick of his fingertips, ten or eight smaller, fortified spaces split open in his palm, forming a maze-like structure that swallowed wave after wave of sword energy.

However, the offensive grew increasingly fierce and intense, and space after space was shattered by the sword energy.

"So, this is what you've been after!"

The Lord of Broken Eyebrow Mountain suddenly received a message from his disciple, and was furious to learn of the birth of the Enchantress.

Her eyebrows furrowed, her face flushed crimson, and the enormous celestial sword pressed down, causing the entire sky to sink and cave in, while the ground sank into the soft, cotton-like ground.

"Oh!"

The Jade Grand Preceptor let out a scream as his body was engulfed by countless stone tablets, then crushed and rolled over by the surging sword energy, disappearing without a trace.

With no further obstacles, the Lord of Broken Eyebrows unleashed his sword light towards the direction of the Frozen Earth's Lung Palace. Inside the ice cave, the 'Great Gentleman' seemed to have guessed what the martial artists were waiting for, and lightly parted her lips, "I am a weak woman, not skilled in martial arts. To avoid any clashes, I need to ask for some help!"

Helper? Where did you get a helper?

On that desolate plain, after Xiaoyaozi turned to ashes on the spot, the remaining Golden Immortals calmed themselves down and had already suppressed most of the fragments of the Calamity Demon. They were about to finish the job.
Suddenly, a soft singing voice arose, like a murmur or a dream, filling the listener with endless fascination and longing.

With a series of sharp red flashes, the Golden Immortals emitted warning lights; danger was imminent.

Jin Lao of Wu Lao Zhuang was responsible for suppressing the left foot of the calamity demon, as well as the lower leg below the knee.

This fragment occupies one-eighth of the calamity's body, which is quite considerable, second only to the head suppressed by the half-zhang fishing fire.

Even with Jin Lao's experience and skills, it took considerable effort to completely suppress the restless foot.

But as soon as the song began, the demon's left foot suddenly emitted a purple light.

Purple light spewed out an endless stream of flesh and blood, which grew and strengthened from the severed limb. In just a few breaths, a complete demonic creature grew from the severed limb, and it was a calamity demon that was no weaker than the original body.

With a gentle struggle, the calamity demon broke free, and all of Jin Lao's arrangements turned to ashes. It triumphantly raised its left foot and stomped down.

Old Jin sighed. He recalled many years ago when that humble and studious young man became his most valued disciple and was once regarded as his successor.

Later, the young man became a feudal lord, which also bound the Five Elders Village to his side.

The lord was no longer his successor, and even abandoned the seal script, dragging his followers into this turmoil.

"Is it finally the end?"

Old Jin exhaled and used all his strength to push upwards.

The plague demon was shrouded in a dark cloud of disease, and the countless wriggling locusts in its eye sockets were actually two eyeballs. It wore a mocking smile, and its left foot landed without hesitation.

After a three-breath standoff, the Calamity Demon landed amidst countless shattering sounds, crushing Old Jin to death.

This new calamity, which grew from the severed left foot, did not stop after crushing Old Jin. It bent its knee and jumped, tearing through the sound barrier with its flesh, and actually turned into a white wave of air in the sky.

He arrived late but arrived early, blocking the path of the Broken Eyebrow Mountain Master in the blink of an eye.

"..."

The Lord of Broken Eyebrows Mountain looked at the calamity demon in front of him with a solemn expression. Had it really come to this?

She solemnly raised the greatsword, realizing that her opponent was well-prepared and that she would not be able to reach the Frozen Lands in a short time.

Let's go back to the scene where Mr. Jin died...

The hand holding the half-zhang fishing fire trembled, and countless beams of light leaked out from between its fingers. With each tremor of the beams, space cracked and then healed.

Gradually, large amounts of blood seeped from Ban Zhang Yu Huo's eyes, mouth, shoulders, wrists, and feet. This blood meandered and gathered on the ground, forming a bright red character.

"I will take this head back to the West and use the power of all the caves in the Suspended Sky Cave Mountain to suppress it. From now on, the Suspended Sky Cave Mountain will remain closed for a hundred years."

"Fellow practitioners, take heed!"

Half a zhang of fishing fire, its feet treading on blood-red characters, clutched the head of the Calamity Demon. With a few flashes, its back view shrank from large to small, completely disappearing from everyone's sight.

The other bigwigs of the Golden Immortal Path were unable to respond; the same thing had happened to them.

The corpses of the suppressed calamities, stimulated by the eerie songs, grew and replenished themselves wildly, transforming into calamities that were no weaker than themselves.

They had been besieging one Fiend for a long time without being able to defeat it, let alone now that eight or nine are about to be formed. The end of the world is coming!
(End of this chapter)