The Demon Lord of All Forms

Chapter 79 Heavenly Primordial Yang Divine Thunder

The four sacred beasts beside Zhang Zihe simultaneously let out mournful howls, their aura suppressed to the extreme. Their bodies shrank and trembled continuously under the light of the Four Pillars of Heaven, as if they had seen prey that had encountered their natural enemy, and could no longer maintain their previous power.

Zhang Zihe's expression changed slightly. With a wave of his sleeve, the four sacred beasts transformed into four treasure maps, which disappeared into his body in a flash of light.

Four-colored flames swirled around Feng Daochen, making him appear like a celestial being descending to earth. Standing in the center of the four pillars of the universe, the light from the four giant pillars and the flames on Feng Daochen's body complemented each other, illuminating the entire mountaintop.

Looking at Zhang Zihe, Feng Daochen said coldly, "You should be well aware of the power of the Four Pillars of Heaven; you cannot withstand it."

Zhang Zihe didn't look at the four giant pillars. His gaze fell on Feng Daochen's face, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke.

"Actually, my master saw me once before he passed away."

Feng Daochen frowned slightly, looked at Zhang Zihe, and said nothing.

"My master told me that the Huangtian Sect has a shallow foundation. It was originally supported by the Xingxiu Sea to fight against the Tianmo Palace. Even the sect's treasure, the Hun Tian Four Pillars, was once the treasure of the Cangtian Demon Palace."

Zhang Zihe's voice was calm and clearly reached Feng Daochen's ears.

"He said I am ambitious and have many desires. The Yellow Heaven Sect may grow stronger in my hands, but it may also fall into an abyss of no return. The Yellow Heaven Sect cannot withstand the storm. Compared to me, you, who are more conservative, are more suitable to be the sect leader."

Zhang Zihe smiled, paused for a moment, and then raised his head.

"He held my hand and asked me to swear an oath to sincerely assist him and help him to strengthen the Yellow Heaven Sect. I did not swear an oath. That was the first time I contradicted my master and we argued."

Zhang Zihe looked at Feng Daochen's complex expression and smiled silently.

"Senior brother, I will prove that Master made the wrong choice. I have always been stronger than you and more suitable to lead the Yellow Heaven Sect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep and violent four-colored flame suddenly erupted on Zhang Zihe's body. The flame, like an eruption of magma, intertwined with blue, red, white and black, dyeing half the sky as if splashed with ink.

The roars of dragons, tigers, phoenixes, and turtles rang out simultaneously, but they were not the sacred and majestic cries of the four divine beasts. Instead, they were more ferocious and savage roars, as if something that had been sealed away for too long was breaking free of its shackles.

The four pillars of the celestial sphere trembled violently.

On the pillar, the four-colored flames began to shatter piece by piece. On the magnificent surface of the pillar, the patterns of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise were twisting and cracking little by little. From the gaps in the patterns, ferocious claws and fangs were revealed. Black demonic energy seeped out from the cracks, wrapped around the pillar, and made a hissing corrosion sound.

"The deal I made with the demonic path also included the method by which the Azure Heaven Demon Palace used to control the Four Pillars of Heaven." Zhang Zihe's voice came from the flames, calm and cold.

"Compared to us, the demonic path is the true master of the Four Pillars of Heaven."

Feng Daochen's pupils contracted, and he shouted sharply, forming hand seals as he attempted to control the Four Pillars of Heaven to suppress and kill Zhang Zihe.

However, the four pillars of the celestial sphere trembled violently, and Zhang Zihe's aura on the pillars was spreading and expanding, like black vines entwining the giant pillars, vying for control with Feng Daochen's spiritual energy.

Although Zhang Zihe could not completely control the Four Pillars of Heaven, he was more than capable of interfering with Feng Daochen and preventing him from using this Yuanyang treasure for the time being.

The energy of the four pillars of the universe surged and then plummeted, like a giant beast trapped in a cage, constantly ramming but unable to break free. The pillars emitted a muffled hum, like the tolling of a distant mountain bell, echoing across the mountaintop and causing rubble to fall in a flurry.

Zhang Zihe clenched his right hand, and a silver-white longsword appeared in his palm. It was crystal clear, with a cold light flowing across its blade. Two simple characters were engraved on the hilt: "One Heart".

"Senior brother, come on, let's have one last sword duel."

Feng Daochen looked at Zhang Zihe holding the sword, took a deep breath, abandoned his control over the Four Pillars of Heaven, and with a flick of his right hand, the Shengxie Sword let out a long cry, its sound like a dragon's roar, exploding into ten thousand golden sword lights that swept towards Zhang Zihe.

Zhang Zihe unleashed his One Heart Sword, its roar like a tiger's cry, shaking the surrounding area. The silvery-white sword light transformed into countless silver sparks, exploding in the void and tearing apart and shredding the golden sword light that was falling from the sky.

Two sword lights crisscrossed the mountaintop, clanging and ringing out like a thousand horses galloping on an iron plate.

One is as deep as iron, each strike carrying the weight of the earth; the other is as brilliant as silver, each stroke carrying the splendor of the galaxy.

Flames exploded upon impact, intertwining various colors such as blue, red, white, black, gold, and silver, illuminating the heavens and earth in a flickering light, as if day and night had alternated countless times in an instant.

"Senior brother, your sword is still so dull!"

Amidst the deafening roar of thunder and lightning, Zhang Zihe's long howl pierced through all the noise. A sudden surge of silver-white sword light erupted, vast as a tide, violent and fierce, each strike faster and heavier than the last, relentlessly suppressing Feng Daochen's sword light.

Both of them wielded the Innate Four Symbols Sword, but their cultivation directions were completely different. Feng Daochen was conservative in nature and cultivated the Xuanwu Sword, which was good at defense, but lacked sharpness. Zhang Zihe was aggressive and always wanted to be the best. He cultivated the Baihu Sword, which was unparalleled in killing, and was fierce and sharp, and went forward without hesitation.

As the sword light exploded, a tearing sound ripped open Feng Daochen's robe, and blood seeped from his shoulder. Zhang Zihe's sword light surged in like a tide, about to engulf Feng Daochen.

Feng Daochen shouted sharply, raising his left hand high above his head.

Above the sky, wind and thunder suddenly intertwined, dark clouds gathered from all directions, lightning flashed in the clouds, and thunder rumbled.

In the blink of an eye, countless bolts of lightning intertwined and exploded in the clouds, transforming into enormous lightning balls, each the size of a millstone, with electric snakes crawling across its surface, emitting a piercing crackling sound.

Feng Daochen lowered his left hand.

Thousands upon thousands of thunderballs roared simultaneously, their sounds overlapping like the collapse of the heavens and the cracking of the earth, causing the entire Yellow Heaven Divine Mountain to tremble.

Thousands of lightning bolts exploded, illuminating the sky and earth in a blinding white light.

"Heavenly Primordial Yang Divine Thunder." Zhang Zihe's voice rang out amidst the lightning, unhurried and calm, "Senior brother, all these years, your supernatural powers have not improved at all."

Zhang Zihe flicked his sleeve.

The world suddenly went dark.

The pure and turbid energies of heaven and earth surged out from the void, rolling like a tide. The two streams of energy, one pure and one turbid, swirled and intertwined, like two giant dragons mating in the air.

In the darkness, the void began to distort, and heaven and earth seemed to transform into two enormous millstones, one above the other, slowly turning. The pure and impure energies circulated among them, propelling the millstones to turn faster and faster, and heavier and heavier.

The countless lightning bolts and arcs were swept into the millstone, emitting a piercing friction sound under the crushing force of the pure and turbid energies, before being ground down and vanished into nothingness one by one.