Junior sister took first place again

The fight between the inner demon and the way of heaven is nearing its end, but the law barrier around them has become even stronger. Ning Jiasheng is blocked outside and cannot move forward.

"You know now? It's too late!"

The inner demon let out a scream that ripped through the air. "Your arrogance is your greatest weakness. You see me as an ant, so you won't guard against its venomous fangs. Today, I'll let you know what it's like to be bitten by your own 'tool'!"

Before he finished speaking, the body of the inner demon suddenly exploded - the filthy origin of the Demonic Abyss that had accumulated for countless years instantly transformed into billions of God-devouring Demonic Silks that were thinner than a hair, more sinister than snake venom, ignored the sacred defense, and went straight to the core of the same origin.

This was a fatal blow she tailored for her body after she devoured countless monsters and analyzed the most vicious talents in the deepest part of the demonic realm.

Chi Chi Chi -!

Billions of magic threads were like living things, piercing precisely into the tiny gaps in the defense of the Heavenly Dao Light Wheel. Following the almost imperceptible "ripples of law" caused by Ning Jiasheng's fierce attack, they pierced into the "heart" of the Heavenly Dao like maggots on the tarsal bone.

"Ugh—!"

Tiandao let out an unprecedented howl of pain, the light wheel vibrated violently, and the human figure outline instantly became blurred and distorted.

He wanted to crush these evil threads, but most of his strength was being pinned down in front by Ning Jiasheng's red flame.

His proud absolute defense, when faced with this demonic thread that originated from the same source but condensed endless demonic filth and resentment, was like meeting its nemesis, and was madly eroded, polluted, and disintegrated.

"No——! I am the Heavenly Dao! Supreme! How could I..." Heavenly Dao struggled and roared, trying to fight back.

However, the God-Eating Demon Silk was like a dodder, not only madly devouring his power, but also dragging his will into the abyss of endless negative emotions and illusions of the devil.

"Supreme? What a joke! From today on, I am the heaven!"

The inner demon's voice was filled with devouring pleasure and twisted ecstasy.

Her entire body followed the magic thread, like a filthy tide, madly rushing into Tiandao's body.

Demonic desires, chaos, ambition, the remaining sacredness, the cold rules, and the arrogance deep in the bone marrow, instantly launched the most brutal devouring and fusion of the origins.

The sacred light was gradually defeated by the erosion of filth, just like clear water being stained by thick ink.

The perfect human figure twisted and disintegrated in the violent struggle, and was eventually completely covered and swallowed by endless dark shadows.

"Nanming... Qinglian... you... actually allowed it to go this far!"

The last trace of consciousness of the Heavenly Dao made an unwilling accusation and was completely annihilated.

Under the gaze of Ning Jiasheng's cold golden vertical pupils, the existence that once surpassed everything disappeared.

All that remained was a mass of the new "Heavenly Way" that barely maintained its halo form, but within it was surging endless madness, destruction, and devouring desires.

His breath was nearly half as weak as before, but the evil and chaos were like a mad beast that had broken free from its chains, no longer restrained.

“Hehehehe…”

The newly born Heavenly Dao let out a morbidly satisfied laugh, its cracked black-gold halo "staring" at Ning Jiasheng, its voice carrying a familiar frivolous tone:

"Did you see that, my little beauty? Thanks to your sword strikes, you nailed that old man to death. He didn't even have the strength to crush me."

"And that Nanming, who worked so hard to calculate all the mysteries of heaven, haha... he really had figured all this out long ago, but he chose to watch from the sidelines. How wonderful! Hahahaha!"

Before the inner demon finished speaking, the arm made of filthy light suddenly slashed downwards—

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

Like tearing open the scars of the world, huge cracks in the devil's domain, flowing with sticky blood and emitting a pungent sulphur stench, were forcibly torn open.

Behind the crack are endless wriggling demonic shadows and the breath of the abyss.

"Roar--!!!"

Endless monsters, like a black torrent bursting through a dam, roared and trampled out, their target directly aiming at the Sun Palace below, which had just experienced the emperor's calamity and gathered the core of the demon clan.

"kill--!"

King Chongqiu roared to the sky, and his colorful cloak turned into a burning storm of light feathers, shooting towards the vanguard of the demonic tide.

The clear and melodious cry of the phoenix tore through the battlefield, and the souls of low-level monsters exploded wherever the sound waves passed.

King Fufeng roared and rushed into the group of demons, slapping down with his huge palm, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere.

King Yongfeng turned into silver lightning, and heads rolled down wherever he passed.

King Zebei spewed out poisonous miasma, and the monsters wailed and dissolved.

King Yaoying raised his white hand lightly, and countless steel thorns emerged from the scorched earth, strangling the demon soldiers.

As the demonic tide obscured the sky, the inner demon "looked" deeply at Ning Jiasheng, his gaze filled with morbid greed and a hint of twisted attachment:

"Is this 'gift for the coronation' substantial enough, my little beauty? Don't be impatient..."

His voice was like the venom of a venomous snake, "The game . . . . has just begun."

"Do you want to completely end our 'fate'? Do you want to rid this world of this evil?"

"Then come find me in the deepest reaches of the Demon Realm! I've prepared a feast there, awaiting your arrival."

"Please don't make me... wait too anxiously, my... little beauty! Hehehehe——!"

The crazy and twisted laughter was still echoing, and the filthy halo suddenly collapsed inward, turning into an extremely dark magic light, and instantly sank into a terrifying crack leading to the core abyss of the demon realm, disappearing without a trace!

The rift quickly closed.

At the moment the magic light disappeared——

An irresistible "backtracking" force originating from the origin of the world suddenly descended.

The imperial flame circulating around Ning Jiasheng suddenly stopped, and the sharp edge in her cold golden vertical pupils was replaced by a hint of solemnity for the first time.

It’s not because the inner demon has escaped, but because the time has come.

The time that several immortals and His Majesty Mingyi used to activate the artifact to go back in time has run out.

Rumble——! ! !

As if to confirm this moment, the entire world groaned as if it could not bear the heavy burden.

Above the sky, there are more than just the cracks torn by the inner demon—

Like a broken mirror being fiercely smashed, countless large and small fissures in the devil's domain, flowing with the stench of blood and sulfur, appeared in the east, south, west, north, and even the central hinterland of the continent without any warning.

More chaotic, violent, and deadly than those created by the inner demon.

"Roar--!!!"

An even larger, more chaotic, and seemingly endless torrent of monsters gushed out crazily from these "wounds" spread across the world.

They no longer limited their attacks to the Sun Palace, but, like a plague, pounced upon any nearby gathering places of living beings. Mountains, rivers, cities, villages... they were instantly reduced to bloody hunting grounds.

But this is just the beginning of the disaster——

The sky suddenly turned as dark as ink!

That's not dark clouds, but... black rain!

The sticky, cold black rain, which exuded a nauseating and rich demonic aura, poured down like a river from the sky flowing backwards.

The rain fell on the dazzling glazed roof of the Day Palace, making a "sizzling" corrosion sound and sending up wisps of foul black smoke.

Falling on the scorched earth, it quickly gathered into a black stream emitting a foul odor! Falling on the demon warriors fighting bloody battles—

"Ugh!" "What the hell is this?!"

The skin of the demon warriors who were weaker in cultivation or severely injured was corroded and festered in an instant, and their flesh and blood dissolved amid their howls, leaving only white bones.

Some warriors who had survived the corrosion but were mentally weak or already injured had their eyes quickly turn red in the rain, their throats made beast-like howling sounds, their muscles twisted and swelled, their fangs pierced their lips, and they mutated in pain, turning around and pouncing on their former comrades.

"The Demonic Rain Disaster! It's the Demonic Rain Disaster!"

King Fufeng's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was filled with unprecedented horror. "Quick! Put up the shield! Activate the purification array! Anyone contaminated... will be killed without mercy!"

Chaos, utter chaos descended.

The demon clan's defense line instantly bore the terrifying pressure of being attacked from both inside and outside. Not only did they have to resist the surging demon tide from outside, but they also had to be wary of their fellow clansmen who had mutated and defected under the erosion of the demon rain. Despair and madness spread across the battlefield.

In the void, Ning Jiasheng slowly lowered the red flame for the first time not because he was trying to stop, but because of the terrifying changes that swept across the world.

The inner demon's malicious voice of "little beauty" is still ringing in my ears.

She could clearly sense that the power of this new evil creature was no longer as strong as before - this was exactly the "weakening" that the two immortals had sought by "tacitly allowing" the inner demon to backfire.

However, letting a tiger return to the mountains will bring endless troubles.

Her gaze swept across the demons fighting bloody battles below, and across King Chongqiu and King Yaoying who were fighting in the demonic tide... and finally stopped at the void where the inner demon disappeared.

The murderous intent was pure and fierce, just like the sharp edge of the red flame in her hand.

"Of course I'll come." Ning Jiasheng's voice was low, but it carried a chill that could freeze a soul and a determination that could burn the underworld to the ground. "I'll put an end to you once and for all."

She slowly raised the Red Flame, and the tip of the sword no longer just pointed obliquely towards the Demon Realm, but seemed to pierce through the filthy sky full of cracks and demonic rain.

The Nine-Light True Fire Runes and the Emperor's Flame complement each other. The new emperor's imperial power and his will to slay demons and save the world are perfectly united at this moment.

"I swear by the Emperor's dignity, and this sword, Red Flame, is my witness:"

"Even if I could flatten the Nine Nether Palace in the Demon Realm and burn away all the evil spirits for billions of miles..."

"And you will—"

"Behead him with the sword! Both body and soul will be destroyed!"

The emperor's oath exploded like thunder from the nine heavens, drowning out the roars of monsters and the roars of catastrophes.

Amidst the clanging of swords, the red flame in her hand suddenly swung down—

"burn!"

As soon as the word was uttered, a torrent of blazing and majestic red-gold sword flames spanned the sky, like a whip of destruction, or the dawn of light that purifies the world. Carrying the new emperor's boundless anger at this catastrophe, it slashed fiercely towards the area below where the demonic tide was most turbulent and where the demons pouring out of the new crack were most densely populated.

boom--! ! !

Wherever the sword passed, the space seemed to be ignited.

Monsters, demonic rain, and even the filthy demonic energy wriggling at the edge of the cracks were all instantly vaporized by the extremely yang and intense fire of the natal star.

In the filthy sea of ​​demonic tides and pouring black rain, he plowed out a charred chasm that burned with the flame of purification and lasted for a long time.

This chasm temporarily curbed the momentum of the demonic tide in that area, giving the monsters fighting hard below a chance to catch their breath.

"The demons listen to my orders!"

Ning Jiasheng's voice, wrapped in an unrivaled divine authority, pierced through the demonic rain and roars, resounding through the heavens like a stabilizing force. "Purge this world of demonic troubles, muster our forces! Sharpen our blades! Protect all living beings and resist the demonic rain."

Her gaze swept across the newly formed cracks that spread across the world, finally locking onto the direction of the Demon Realm, her murderous intent filled:

"Wait for me——"

"Put an end to the war in this world, personally conquer the Demon Realm, and slay this mortal enemy!"