Perfection: I have a Tree of Ten Thousand Paths

Chapter 99 Demonic Power

Tianxian Prefecture, Tianxian Academy.

In a pavilion, Lin Yu stood by the window looking into the distance, while Feng Wu looked at him with a mocking expression.

Feng Wu laughed and said, "I never thought you'd have a day like this, Xiao Yu."

"How dare you say that to me? At least I wasn't seriously injured and need several months to recover, nor did I lose my divine sword."

Lin Yu joked.

"you----"

Feng Wu wrinkled her nose, feeling that her sore spot had been hit. With a flick of her sleeve, she angrily left the pavilion.

Now, whenever she recalls the day Haotian rubbed her nose and pinched her cheeks, she gets incredibly angry.

Fortunately, the wicked Haotian did not use this embarrassing incident as something to brag about, otherwise she would have been unable to hold her head up in the Heavenly Immortal Academy.

Feng Wu's eyes blazed with fury as she angrily declared, "Haotian, I will take my revenge one day."

At the Bronze Sparrow Altar, Qi Shi'an stood alone, the ground covered with living beings and bloodstains, all from different races. In just one hour, a large number of living beings had been suppressed.

Although Qi Shi'an had shown mercy, his reputation preceded him. Every powerful person who committed suicide was counted as a victim of his evil deeds, and the title "Demon Lord" had become a name associated with great calamity.

"The Spirit Clan has arrived," someone whispered.

This race is very special. They are all red, with a single horn on their forehead that can absorb the power of the stars, and five tails on their backs that can control the power of the five elements. Their red bodies are sparkling with starlight.

It is said that their ancestor was the ancient ferocious beast Zheng, who mated with a leader of the Xinghui Clan, resulting in their race, which is absolutely powerful.

They are few in number, but hold a high status, and most people are unwilling to provoke them.

"You sinner from the lower realm will not be allowed to swagger and defy your superiors in the upper realm."

A powerful member of the Lingzhen Clan walked over, stepping onto the bluestone road, followed by waves of runes formed from starlight.

Qi Shi'an sneered, "Ridiculous! You just want my True Dragon Treasure Technique, huh? Come at me all at once, and let's see if you can withstand a single punch from me!"

"Boom!"

The powerful member of the Spirit Clan charged forward with a wave of starlight, while several others behind him sat cross-legged on the ground, chanting scriptures, without taking any action.

A slight ripple appeared on Qi Shi'an's face, because he felt as if the surrounding void had solidified, making it difficult to move.

The group behind them joined forces to summon a magical artifact, chanting scriptures as they activated it. It was as if a crimson celestial river had reversed its course, sealing off the area.

The charging Spirit Clan expert was unaffected and arrived in an instant, striking out with a palm that unleashed crimson runes, aiming for his head with ruthless ferocity.

A group of people on the viewing platform exclaimed in surprise that the magical artifact glowing in the void was called the "Star Ferocious Treasure Mirror," a secret treasure of their race.

It is said that this treasure was made by an ancestor of the clan after his death, who asked his descendants to use his body to create it.

In order to obtain the True Dragon Treasure Technique, they actually brought the spirit of the artifact into the spirit world, which can be considered a grand undertaking.

Qi Shi'an snorted coldly, his divine power surged, and his whole body emitted a blood-black divine light as he fought back with all his might.

"boom!"

The powerful member of the Lingzheng Clan attacked, his palm strikes powerful and heavy, aimed directly at Qi Shi'an's forehead.

Qi Shi'an raised one hand with slight difficulty, extending it like a dragon's claw, forcefully clashing against the opponent.

At the same time, he gripped the other's hand tightly, then raised his other arm and unleashed a Dragon Fist, sending the Spirit Clan expert flying. He crashed onto the bluestone road, covered in blood, motionless.

"How is this possible—to withstand a direct hit from a Spirit Clan member with his bare body? Is his power greater?"

Everyone rubbed their eyes. This was unbelievable. The Spirit Clan had used magical artifacts to suppress it, yet they were still left half-dead by a single punch.

Not only were the onlookers shocked, but even the powerful members of the Spirit Clan were taken aback.

"A mere magical artifact—if your ancestor were here in person, perhaps I would be somewhat wary. But with the Bronze Sparrow Altar suppressing my cultivation level, I alone could sweep you all away!"

Qi Shi'an was under immense pressure, his body blazing with demonic flames, as if he were carrying a giant mountain on his back.

"kill!"

Qi Shiquan unleashed his full power, his figure approaching like a bolt of lightning. Although the Star Ferocious Treasure Mirror was powerful, it was still unable to suppress him.

Ultimately, it was just a famous magical artifact, not a true treasure. Here, it was still subject to certain restrictions of the rules, and some of its power was suppressed.

"roar!"

Qi Shi'an's palm radiated demonic power, sharp and incomparable, embodying the profound meaning of the True Dragon Claw. A terrifying black dragon flew out from his palm, enveloping the powerful members of the Lingzhen Clan, and killing them with the power of annihilation.

Opposite them, the faces of the people sitting cross-legged all changed drastically. They were blasted away by an immense force, spitting out golden blood, their bodies almost torn apart.

"withdraw!"

The members of the Lingzheng Clan shouted and activated the Star Zheng Treasure Mirror, which carried them away in flight.

However, Qi Shi'an threw a punch from a distance, and black fist beams transformed into black dragons that rushed out. With a loud "boom," the secret treasures were sent flying, and all the members of the Lingzhen Clan fell to the ground, being forcefully suppressed and killed.

The powerful members of the Lingzhen Clan arrived wielding renowned magical artifacts, but they were still defeated and ultimately all were killed. The magical artifacts they brought with them all fell into the hands of Qi Shi'an.

"That's too fierce. No wonder he dares to call himself the Demon Lord. He really is a great demon."

Next, more and more people arrived, all wanting to witness the great calamity in the lower realm. Some extremely arrogant geniuses even wanted to capture this person and seize the True Dragon Invincible Technique.

As a result, Qi Shi'an killed more and more people, and the Bronze Sparrow Altar was stained red, making it impossible to tell that it was originally made of bronze.

Suddenly, a deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth, and a terrifying shockwave erupted from within the golden gates, a shock to the soul.

At that moment, many people were directly enveloped by an immense pressure, making it difficult for them to stand, and they all collapsed to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a silver full moon flew in, pure and flawless, as if the will of the universe had descended, suppressing Qi Shi'an.

"This is—!" everyone shouted.

Within the dazzling, incomparably silvery full moon, there was a figure, high above like a god-king, his entire body radiant and dazzling. His eyes were closed, and all the light emanated from him.

The silver moon descended, its light pouring down, and he hovered high in the sky, directly suppressing the enemy with his body.

"This is the first generation, but which race does it belong to?!"

Everyone exclaimed in astonishment, for only a young supreme being could possess such power.

Qi Shi'an's eyes sharpened. The newcomer was too arrogant, completely disregarding him and actually trying to suppress him? He was courting death!

"Sizzle!"

Qi Shi'an used his finger as a halberd, and divine light soared into the sky. It was a true meaning that transcended the understanding of ordinary beings, grand and vast.

Divine light shot into the sky, transforming into countless demonic rays that flew towards the silver moon.

In the void, the person remained motionless with their eyes tightly closed.

What arrogance and conceit! A brilliant silver moon exploded with a thunderous roar, and silver runes scattered, releasing an immortal aura, like a divine waterfall hanging high in the void.

At this moment, divine light and divine waterfall collided, and this place was submerged by demonic light and silver moon, domineering yet holy, making it impossible to look directly at.

Everyone closed their eyes, and blood trickled from the corners of the eyes of some of the stronger individuals.

The intense holy and demonic light wounded them; the sharp and powerful attack sent shivers down their spines.

"boom!"

The heavens and earth resonated, constantly booming. The silver moon was holy and its silver light was flawless, as if it were rising from the sea and suppressing the void.

The demonic light was fierce and malevolent, its demonic power overwhelming the sky and piercing the heavens.

This duel was too intense, so powerful that it was impossible for ordinary people to witness it. The fighting spirit of the two prodigies was as high as an insurmountable mountain.

boom!

Another loud bang, and the intertwined magical and silver light in the sky exploded, gradually revealing the scenery between heaven and earth, and everything could be seen again.

Qi Shi stood steadily on the Bronze Sparrow Altar, his black robes fluttering, as still as a virgin.

In the sky, the silver full moon remained pure and flawless. The man had a dignified appearance, with a full head of white hair, a single horn on his head, and a pair of silver-white divine wings spread across the sky, as if a god had descended to earth.

When everyone saw the man's face clearly, it caused a gasp of surprise. Many people were excited, and then became restless.

"It was him! The young supreme of the Holy Feather Clan, Qian Wunian, known as the Holy Sword King. I never expected him to come in person."

"Someone said in a trembling voice."

The Holy Feather Clan is a super-giant race, and every creature in the clan possesses a pair of silver-white wings that resemble celestial swords, making them incomparably powerful.

This generation even has two first-generation beings, known as the Twin Venerables of the Holy Feathers!

Qian Wunian was one of them, known as a genius, whose moves were accompanied by various strange phenomena. He had a sword pattern on his right arm that could transform into the Silver Blood Twin Swords, making him a true first generation.

With two supreme beings from one family, the Holy Feather Clan is destined to become another powerful ancient clan in the Upper Realm, envied by many other lineages.

When Qian Wunian's identity was revealed on the spot, everyone was shocked and surprised. They all looked at him in disbelief, never expecting that he would be here.

"Another creature has climbed up the Bronze Sparrow Altar from the lower realm. I have come to subdue you and protect my mountain gate." Qian Wunian's tone was extremely cold.

Qi Shi'an sneered, "You're not qualified to show off in front of me!"

"boom!"

Two silver beams shot from Qian Wunian's eyes, and his divine wings flapped behind him, covered with runes, unleashing a terrifying and overwhelming aura.

The void twisted and roared. Qian Wunian formed hand seals, and a silver moon condensed behind him, pressing down.

At this moment, holy light shines brightly and endlessly!

The Divine Moon Seal is a technique derived from an ancient and time-honored art. Its creator is unknown, but to this day, those who truly understand its profound meaning are extremely rare.

At this moment and in this place, Qian Wunian reproduced this technique, attracting everyone's attention. Everyone trembled, feeling as if a divine mountain was pressing down on them, making it difficult to breathe.

Qi Shi'an was fearless, and his aura surged, making him look like a demon god who was arrogant and domineering.

His left hand gleamed with dark light as he extended a palm forward, unleashing a vast and boundless demonic aura that coalesced into a black demonic hand.

With a deafening roar, the two collided, filling the sky with moonlight and creating a scene of pure holiness. Then, the silver moon, as heavy as a divine mountain, was firmly grasped by the demonic hand, and the surging demonic flames in the palm washed over the silver moon.

This is a natural wonder, truly awe-inspiring!

Then, a violent light burst forth, and the demonic flames completely obliterated the silver moon, unleashing endless, dazzling light that purified every inch of space.

At the same time, a black halberd appeared in Qi Shi'an's hand, surrounded by black and purple aura. This was the first time he had displayed it after incorporating many divine metals to enhance its power.

"kill!"

The Holy Feather Clan possesses divine wings, and Qian Wunian's light flapping of the wings unleashed incredible speed. However, he was unable to create distance and was brought infinitely closer by the humanoid demonic light.

"I'll kill you!"

Qian Wunian's right arm glowed, unleashing endless killing runes. With a flash of silver light, it transformed into two silver swords, slashing horizontally and vertically.

This was an earth-shattering battle; the sky seemed to have been pierced through, and the silent, eerie light and the dazzling silver light illuminated every corner, endlessly.

With a loud rumble, at the critical moment, the Bronze Sparrow Altar emitted a blazing light, and an ancient sparrow formed from runes took flight, spreading its wings to strike the sky and sealing this void, preventing their energy from being released, otherwise the others would be in danger.

Qian Wunian couldn't understand why this person from the lower realm was so troublesome. Judging from his age, he was no more than eighteen years old, yet he was able to go toe-to-toe with a prodigy like him who had cultivated for many years.

"Since we can't obtain the True Dragon Technique, then no one else can!"

Qian Wunian said in a cold voice, and then unfurled a scroll in which the sun and moon sank and a great star fell, a scene of extreme horror!

In an instant, the entire painting transformed into a real scene, with the sun and moon exploding, stars being pierced and destroyed, engulfing Qi Shi'an's location.

This is a terrifying treasure, a powerful weapon capable of truly killing enemies in the spirit world.

hum!

Qi Shi'an remained calm, raising his hand to unleash his battle halberd. Endless demonic energy filled the area, and demon generals appeared out of thin air, each radiating ferocity and tyranny, distorting even the surrounding void.

"Is this some kind of supernatural power?!"

At this moment, both the spectators and Qian Wunian's pupils contracted; the sheer number and sheer awe-inspiring presence of those thousands of demon generals was overwhelming.

The Bronze Sparrow Altar seemed to have transformed into a demonic land, where countless demon generals followed their emperor, rampaging across the world with an aura that could swallow mountains and rivers!

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