The Demon Lord of All Forms

Chapter 69 Mutation

The so-called ice and snow, cold air, and control of water flow are just scraps from the "Black Emperor's Great Ruins Book". This great ruin that devours everything is the fundamental reason why the "Black Emperor's Great Ruins Book" can become a heavenly achievement.

Raising his fist, Gu Changyuan unleashed a powerful punch.

The fist struck like thunder, and a lightning-encircled creature lunged from the side, only to be hit squarely in the head.

With a deafening roar, the electric demon's body exploded, turning into countless tiny arcs of electricity that scattered in all directions. It vanished completely before it could even let out a mournful cry.

After the Electric Demon died, the surging demonic energy within its body also poured into Gu Changyuan's Great Ruins, transforming into a cloud of black mist enveloped in lightning. It fell into the northwest corner and became entangled with the black mist of the Giant Mountain Demon.

A ghostly light flickered, and the vortex-like energy around Gu Changyuan began to operate automatically. Several demonic sword beams that had been slashing from afar were deflected and shot off in different directions, none of them able to get close to him.

Gu Changyuan clenched his left hand, and the Fengdi Sword flew out of his storage bag and landed in his palm. The jade-like sword body suddenly expanded under the infusion of demonic energy, turning into a length of ten feet. The green light and black energy intertwined on the blade, emitting a buzzing vibration.

With a swift movement, Gu Changyuan slayed the surrounding demons, his sword flashing like a bolt of lightning. With each demon he killed, a torrent of demonic energy surged into the Great Ruins; with each disciple of the Demon Palace he killed, more black mist gathered in the northwest corner of his Great Ruins.

These black mists intertwined, pitch black as ink, churning endlessly, like a vast black ocean.

Soon, the northwest corner of the Great Ruins was filled in, and Gu Changyuan transformed back into human form, his figure returning to its original slender shape, his right hand gripping the equally retracted Fengdi Sword.

call out!

As the sound of something cutting through the air approached, Gu Changyuan raised an eyebrow, his left hand clenching into a fist. A bright blade of light that was slashing towards him was deflected and shattered by the power of Luan Xingye, dissipating into countless points of light.

Gu Changyuan looked up and saw a White Tiger Palace disciple in white robes standing not far away, sheathing his sword. He glanced at him with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Gu Changyuan glanced at the White Tiger Palace disciple and narrowed his eyes.

The battle continued. Although the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace fought desperately, they were no match for the disciples of the two palaces.

Most of the Heavenly Demon Palace's members were only at the Longevity Realm, with only about twenty at the Dao Embryo Realm. In contrast, the disciples of both palaces were mostly at the Dao Embryo Realm. They cooperated seamlessly and supported each other, quickly killing off most of the Heavenly Demon Palace's disciples.

The mountainside of Qiyun Mountain was covered with demonic blood and severed limbs, and the air was filled with a heavy stench of blood and the putrid smell of demonic energy.

Gu Changyuan stood on a protruding rock, looking at everything before him with a calm expression.

Something was wrong. These disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace didn't seem to be there to fight; rather, they seemed to be going to their deaths. Even with such heavy casualties, and even though the disciples of the two palaces had surrounded them, not a single one of them had escaped. These disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace knew they were no match for them, yet they still charged forward fearlessly. This was not the style of demonic cultivators at all.

Gu Changyuan did not believe that these disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace were all loyal to the death, nor did he believe that they were not afraid of death. He believed that these people must have other purposes.

The battle between the two sides is nearing its end.

Scattered across the slopes of Qiyun Mountain were the remains of disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace. Demonic blood soaked into the rocks, giving them a dark luster in the twilight. Only three Heavenly Demon Palace disciples remained standing, all at the Refining Spirit Realm. They were currently surrounded by six true disciples from the White Tiger Palace and the Black Tortoise Palace. Sword light and blade aura formed a cage around them, trapping the three in a corner. No matter how they tried to break through, they could not escape.

Wu Yishu and Meng Nanyi stood in mid-air, without making a move. Their gazes swept over the surrounding mountains and sea of ​​clouds, their expressions calm but carrying a hint of barely perceptible doubt.

Standing on the cliff, Gu Changyuan noticed the expressions of the two men and a few doubts arose in his heart. This battle was going too smoothly. The disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace were fearless but had no strategy. It was more like sending them to their deaths than a battle.

The last disciple of the Heavenly Demon Palace had a silver-white magical chain wrapped around his neck. The chain tightened, and the man's face turned red. He struggled a few times and then stopped moving.

A true disciple of Xuanwu Palace put away the chains, and the corpse fell from mid-air, hitting the rocks with a dull thud.

"Clean up the battlefield." Meng Nanyi's voice came from above. "Collect all the magical artifacts and treasures, take them back to the sect and hand them over to the Heavenly Craft Pavilion to remove the demonic energy and reforge them."

The disciples of both palaces sprang into action, collecting the scattered magical artifacts, storage bags, and broken remains of the demon one by one.

Just then, the surrounding world suddenly changed color.

A torrent of demonic energy surged from the ground like a black tide, instantly sealing off the entire Qiyun Mountain.

Demonic energy surged into the sky, condensing into an inverted black bowl on the dome, trapping all the disciples of the two palaces in the center.

Wu Yishu and Meng Nanyi's expressions changed drastically.

A longsword made of ice crystal appeared in Meng Nanyi's hand. The sword was as clear as ice and exuded a chilling aura. With a single slash, a cold wind and snow howled out, turning into endless cold light that slashed at the surrounding demonic energy. The air condensed, ice crystals spread, and the momentum was overwhelming.

But the demonic energy surged like a tide, from which countless pitch-black demonic claws emerged, crushing all the cold light that Meng Nanyi had slashed down.

The demonic claws collided with the sword light, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound, and fragments flew everywhere, but they failed to harm the demonic energy in the slightest.

Wu Yishu didn't say much. She clenched her fist, and a slender, long sword appeared in her palm. The blade was as bright as the moon, and a chilling white light flowed along its edge.

With a leap, Wu Yishu transformed into a long rainbow, rushing into countless demonic claws. Her blade light was as clear as a mirror, like crescent moons slashing down. Wherever it passed, demonic energy shattered and demonic claws broke apart. The white blade light and black demonic energy intertwined, like black and white ink splashed on rice paper.

Upon seeing this, Meng Nanyi hurriedly stepped forward, slashing repeatedly with her ice crystal sword. A surge of cold air froze the demonic claws into ice sculptures.

The two clashed with swords, their movements perfectly synchronized. With a tearing sound, a narrow crack was ripped open in the demonic energy array.

"Go quickly!" Wu Yishu's voice was crisp and decisive, like metal striking stone.

Without hesitation, the disciples of the two palaces flew out one after another, heading towards the rift.

Gu Changyuan followed in the crowd, his figure weaving through the clouds and mist as he sped toward the rift.

Gu Changyuan could see very clearly that it was already quite difficult for Wu Yishu and Meng Nanyi to break through the crack together, and with his current strength, he was not qualified to participate in such a battle.

The crack was closing at a visible speed, and the demonic energy was churning and pressing towards the center. Despite Wu Yishu and Meng Nanyi's repeated attacks, they were unable to tear it open again.

Just as the crack was about to close completely, a burst of dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from between Wu Yishu's brows.

The golden light was dazzling, like the rising sun illuminating the entire world. A palm-sized golden dagger flew out from between Wu Yishu's eyebrows. The blade was slender, with a blazing golden light flowing across it, radiating a chilling aura.

Spiritual Treasure: Golden Dawn Blade!