Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

This round of "Great Sun" spans half of Xizhao Prefecture.

It stands tall in the sky above the Fallen Dragon Mountain Range.

Wherever they passed, the clouds dissipated, the rivers stopped flowing, the grass and trees withered, and the land turned into barren red rocks!

below.

The people from various factions who came here looked at Gao Tian with fear in their eyes.

"That drought demon from the Southern Yao Dynasty!"

"I've heard that it was the Xia Emperor who lifted the seal on the drought demon, allowing her to see the light of day again."

"Hurry up..."

On Dragon Head Cliff.

Luo Chen's figure slowly appeared.

His gaze fell upon the "Great Sun," his eyes filled with a hint of solemnity.

[Drought Demoness (Nine Rebirths): 7801/14000.]

"Hanba!"

Luo Chen spoke, his voice echoing.

At the center of the "Great Sun", a crimson figure stepped out of the air; it was the drought demon.

She stood barefoot on the blazing sun, her body radiating visible heat waves.

Wherever the heatwave reached, the thick clouds and fog melted away inch by inch.

"I have heard that Luo Chen of the Great Martial Realm is exceptionally talented, and I have come today to learn a thing or two from him."

Luo Chen's gaze darkened slightly, and he took a step forward, arriving high in the sky.

Behind him, the Yin-Yang Wheel of Life and Death slowly rose and fell, and his eyes seemed to sparkle with starlight.

"I've heard of you."

"Back then, the Grand Preceptor of the Great Qian Dynasty cut off the nation's destiny, the Bailong River turned into a dragon, and the drought demon appeared in the southern border. All of these were the Grand Preceptor's plans."

"I just didn't expect that, as a sacred being of heaven and earth, you would obey the orders of the Nanyao Dynasty."

The drought demon's red lips curved slightly, and she chuckled softly.

"Little brother, aren't you the same, obeying the orders of Da Wu?"

Luo Chen's expression remained unchanged.

Clang!

The golden scales slowly emerged from the sheath, and a surge of martial will swept across the heavens and earth.

"You have trespassed into the territory of the Great Wu today. No matter what, you will have to pay the price."

The drought demon showed no fear, with the "Great Sun" rising and falling behind it, scorching the heavens and earth.

A crimson divine light shot into the sky, instantly evaporating the water vapor within a radius of a thousand miles.

The Yin-Yang True Qi tore through the sky and slashed down towards the "Great Sun".

The drought demon raised its hand slightly, and a terrifying gale swept across the heavens and earth from the "Great Sun".

The two collided, and the scattered energy filled the surrounding area for thousands of miles, leaving behind hundreds of rift valleys.

Some martial artists who had already run far away turned around and found themselves still shrouded in the aftershocks, with a very few unlucky ones even dying without a complete corpse.

Upon seeing this, Luo Chen's undying spiritual light between his brows burned even brighter.

With a single punch, the golden shadow of the fist illuminated the high sky, vying for brilliance with the "Great Sun".

The Heaven-Shaking Divine Fist, condensed from his supreme martial will, possesses terrifying divine power enough to cause even a Nirvana Nine-Turn to bleed.

Seeing this, the drought demon dared not be careless.

Luo Chen, this newly ascended Nirvana being, is far more terrifying than they imagined.

With his hands forming a hand seal, a Great Sun God Seal, imbued with the power of heaven and earth, crashed down with a deafening roar.

The majestic image of the drought demon stood tall, holding a large seal, and pressed down with power.

The two collided, and the terrifying aftershocks instantly destroyed a hundred miles of land centered on Dragon Head Cliff.

boom!

The Asura Dharma Image of Slaughtering Heaven soared into the sky, and on the Nine-Ringed God-Slaying Blade, the surging demonic resentment seemed to echo with the wails of ghosts and gods.

A blood-red killing intent swept across the sky, turning the entire heavens into a scene of purgatory.

He entered the Dao through killing, and his killing power shook the heavens.

Luo Chen stood between the eyebrows of the Demonic Appearance of the Heavenly Slaughterer, and the Nine-Ringed God-Slaying Blade instantly arrived before the "Great Sun".

A crimson blade of light ripped through the sky.

The drought demon's image stood guard on both sides, its golden armor shattering inch by inch under this attack.

"Little brother, I underestimated you."

The drought demon's avatar was blasted back over a hundred miles by the force of the blow, its eyes filled with undisguised horror.

She never imagined that she would suffer such a great loss from a newly advanced Nirvana Ninth Reincarnation.

Luo Chen's lips curled up slightly, as if he were mocking him.

The thousand-foot-tall crimson Dharma image shattered the sky, covering a hundred miles in three steps.

The Yin-Yang Wheel of Life and Death flickered slightly.

The ultimate concept of birth, death, and reincarnation is integrated into this strike.

The expression on the face of the drought demon changed.

A terrifying crisis is looming; this one strike will kill me!

His teeth were clenched, and the ancient sun inscription between his brows shone with dazzling divine light.

The image of the drought demon raised its hands high, and a dazzling sun instantly solidified.

Like an ant supporting the sun.

The terrifying heat distorted space, the earth instantly dried up and cracked, and countless lives were stripped away.

Luo Chen's eyelids twitched. "This is desperate."

He wasn't afraid either.

The Seven Deadly Blades of the Sky-Splitting Technique, Seventh Form – Heaven-Opening!

The Nine-Ring God-Slaying Blade cleaved down with tremendous force, its crimson blade light merging with the concept of birth, death, and reincarnation.

He unleashed Luo Chen's strongest strike to date.

High above the heavens.

The great sun vanished, splitting into two halves, and countless sparks transformed into meteors that fell from the sky.

Rumble!

The Fallen Dragon Mountain Range was ravaged once again, with countless streams of light falling and creating bottomless fire pits.

The drought demon's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Tiny cracks began to appear on the tall, crimson body of the Dharma Image.

Cracks kept appearing and expanding, crimson light emanated from the body, and the majestic Dharma image collapsed with a crash.

"How can you be so strong, you monster?"

The drought demon's divine form was broken, and it spat out a mouthful of blood.

As we all know, realm does not equate to combat strength.

It's already incredible that Luo Chen, at only 30 years old, has cultivated to the ninth level of Nirvana.

Everyone who doesn't know him thinks he's not very strong in combat.

After all, any supernatural skill or technique is honed over time.

Unfortunately, they were all wrong.

Everyone believed that Luo Chen's combat strength was a weakness, and that it would take at least several hundred years for him to improve.

The drought demon thought the same way, and thus obeyed the Xia emperor's decree and came.

Luo Chen chuckled lightly, seemingly mocking him.

The Nine-Ring God-Slaying Blade slowly pressed against the opponent's chest.

"If the Southern Yao Dynasty loses a Nirvana Ninth Stage cultivator, do you think they will feel heartbroken?"

A flicker of fear flashed in the eyes of the drought demon, whose eyes were held back by the blood-red, murderous blade.

Just then.

From the sky behind, came an old sigh.

"Young friend, let her go. It is our Great Qian and Nan Yao who have lost."

Above Tongyuan Gorge.

Long Quan and the Master gaze at each other from afar.

Although the two had just experienced a major battle, both were very restrained.

They were nowhere near as desperate as Luo Chen and Hanba.

The death of a being who has undergone nine cycles of Nirvana is enough to stir up waves across the world once again.

This will inevitably bring countless unknown variables.

Luo Chen remained silent, and the long sword in Fa Xiang's hand advanced another inch.

Puff!

The drought demon's powerful body was cleaved open, and its scalding blood boiled.

Ah!

She went mad, her long crimson hair flying wildly, and the sun inscription between her eyebrows shattered with a crash.

He forcibly reconstituted his essence and blood, transforming half of his body into a Dharma form.

An immense pressure, like a volcanic eruption, enveloped Luo Chen.

A crimson glass dome enveloped her and Luo Chen's bodies.

Refine Heaven and Earth!

The scorching sun's fiery essence filled the entire world.

A furious voice echoed through the space.

"Luo Chen, just wait to be refined!"

The drought demon sat cross-legged on the glass fire shield, its aura weak and unstable, clearly indicating that it had exhausted its energy.

She was already fighting desperately, consuming half of her life essence and shortening her lifespan by over a thousand years.

I never imagined that I would be pushed to this extent by a mere youth who has only recently been promoted.

If Luo Chen isn't killed now, it will be difficult to quell her anger!