I traveled through time and space and became a demon. I want to be a demon god.

Xu Zhenfeng's shout did not allow Lang Wumiao to escape while the Vajra Pestle pierced through the demonic mist.

Instead, Lang Wumiao roared, "You go out first."

The roar of the World-Destroying Demon Emperor also rang out.

"You still want to get out? Die!"

As the Demon Emperor of Annihilation roared, Xu Zhenfeng felt the surrounding black demonic energy hardening from the mud.

His hands and feet were no longer able to move, and when he opened his mouth, the extremely dense demonic energy poured into his mouth like dust.

As he was forced to swallow a strong demonic aura, a surge of demonic power suddenly erupted from his dantian, rushing towards and devouring the newly entered demonic aura with lightning speed.

In just a breath or two, the demonic energy in Xu Zhenfeng's dantian had already devoured the demonic energy, and then began to roam through his limbs and bones, which were almost turned to white bones.

As this demonic energy roamed his entire body, it would occasionally devour the maggot-like demonic energy clinging to his bones.

The tiny crack that had just been pierced by the Vajra had already been repaired by the Demon Emperor of Annihilation.

At this moment, although the Demon Emperor of Annihilation still appeared as a huge humanoid cloud of demonic mist, his inner self had begun to slowly solidify.

The demonic energy that Lang Wumiao had transformed into was being eroded and absorbed by the demonic energy, and it was getting smaller and smaller. As the demonic body of the World-Destroying Demon Emperor began to solidify slowly, she had nowhere to escape.

At this moment, Xu Zhenfeng tried his best to withdraw the still wandering demonic energy, gather it in his dantian, and then sprayed a burst of dragon breath at the vajra pestle that was now fixed in front of him.

This time, the vajra did not emit a sharp light to pierce the demonic energy of the World-Destroying Demon Emperor.

The vajra was emitting a golden light, which gradually grew larger from a faint glimmer at first.

The Demon Emperor of Annihilation instantly realized something was wrong. He desperately used his demonic energy to squeeze, trying to force the Vajra pestle out of Xu Zhenfeng's hand.

Xu Zhenfeng's hands, now reduced to bones, still gripped the Vajra pestle tightly.

As the pressure from the Demon Emperor of Annihilation intensified, the light emitted by the Vajra also grew brighter.

On the front of Xu Zhenfeng's body, which was illuminated by the golden light, flesh and blood began to slowly grow on the white and red bone veins.

At the same time, the black demonic energy, which was almost solidified and was exposed to the golden light, began to melt little by little.

The Demon Emperor of Annihilation let out an incredulous roar.

"How is that possible? It's just a Vajra Pestle, where would it get such power?"

The Demon Emperor's words reminded Xu Zhenfeng, who had been somewhat confused.

He quickly whispered, "Old Monk Wukong, stop pretending. If you keep pretending, you'll die."

"Ah, how did you know, you little monster?"

The surprised voice of the old monk Wukong came from the vajra.

Then came the voice of the Huangjing doll.

"You old codger, our Huangjing father and grandmother are about to pass away, how long are you going to wait? Do you believe that we Huangjing will rip off all your beards?"

“My little darling, I’m doing this for your own father’s own good. If I don’t push him a little, your father’s cultivation might get stuck at the ninth level of the Earth Rank and he won’t be able to advance any further.”

"Pah! You old codger, hurry up! If our Huangjing's father can't get out, you'll die in there too."

"Alright, alright, my little darling."

As soon as the old monk Wukong finished speaking helplessly, the golden light on the vajra suddenly shone brightly, like a great sun.

The demonic energy, which was about to solidify but had not yet fully solidified, was illuminated by the sudden, intense golden light and instantly retreated. The areas that could not retreat in time were also riddled with holes by the light.

The Demon Emperor of Annihilation roared in shock and rage.

"Vajra Gate Without Emptiness, where did you get this ability? You dare?"

"Hehe, the old monk is about to be devoured by you, Demon Emperor, what else is there to be afraid of? He can only fight to the death."

"Hmph, a mere seventh-grade Heavenly Rank cultivator, die!"

Amidst the roar of the World-Destroying Demon Emperor, the demonic energy that had begun to melt under the golden light solidified once more.

Just as the golden light and demonic energy were pulling back and forth, Xu Zhenfeng's flesh and blood were also growing rapidly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lang Wumiao also squeezed next to Xu Zhenfeng.

The voice of the Venerable Wukong came from the vajra.

"Xu Zhenfeng, the dragon's breath is helping the golden light of the sun grow stronger. Come on, work harder."

Xu Zhenfeng had recovered by this time. Upon hearing this, he no longer hesitated and opened his mouth to spew a burst of dragon breath onto the vajra.

Then, he stopped and kept spewing out breath after breath of dragon fire.

The vajra, fueled by the dragon's breath flames, blazed with golden light, and soon melted away all the demonic energy that had almost solidified Xu Zhenfeng's body.

Wolf Wumiao, standing beside Xu Zhenfeng, finally managed to catch his breath and transformed into human form. However, this great demon, who had exhausted himself, could barely stand.

Looking at the continuously melting demonic energy around him, Lang Wumiao's expression was not relaxed.

"Little Seven, there are still two Demon Emperors, more than a dozen Great Demons, and tens of millions of demon soldiers outside. Even if the World-Destroying Demon Emperor releases us, it will be very difficult for us to escape."

"Old monk, have all the humans, demons, and ghosts in Eternal Night City been wiped out by the demon army?"

Xu Zhenfeng did not respond to Lang Wumiao's words. After exhaling another breath of dragon breath, he took the opportunity to ask the old monk Wukong a question.

As the light emanating from the vajra grew brighter, the old monk Wukong's voice also grew louder.

"Some died, but not all of them. They just fell into a trap and were imprisoned, like the Demon King and the others."