Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

This is the Shu Mountain's most treasured formation, requiring the seven elders with the highest cultivation levels to form its core.

It draws upon the power of the Big Dipper.

Once unleashed, the person who sets up the formation will suffer a severe loss of cultivation, or even lose their life.

But at this moment, there's no time to worry about anything else.

"Slay the demons and eliminate evil!"

The seven elders roared in unison, and their hundred-foot-long starlight swords, carrying a death wish, slashed towards the sky-covering giant hand.

A hint of seriousness flashed in Huang Yaohuang's eyes, and he finally put away his contempt.

The withered wooden staff slammed into the void, and the black giant hand clenched its five fingers, intending to crush the starlight giant sword!

The second collision was even more devastating than the first.

The giant star sword shattered inch by inch, and the seven elders coughed up blood and flew backward, three of them dying on the spot.

The giant black hand was also mostly shredded by the sword light.

The remaining palm force struck the mountain-protecting formation, finally shattering this formation that had guarded Mount Shu for thousands of years!

The moment the light shield shattered, the backlash severely injured all the disciples maintaining the formation.

Screams and the sound of vomiting blood rose and fell, hundreds of people fainted immediately, and dozens died on the spot.

Amidst the deafening roar of collapsing buildings, nearly half of Shushan Mountain has been reduced to ruins.

Dugu Yuyun knelt on the ground, his Taoist robe stained with blood.

He struggled to his feet, looking at the three demon emperors in the air with unwavering resolve in his eyes.

"You fiends... Even if my entire Shu Mountain sect is wiped out today, one day Dao Xuan Zhenren will avenge us and annihilate you... soul and spirit!"

"Dao Xuan?" The Earth Demon Emperor sneered. "If he dares to come, I will kill him along with me."

Huang Yaohuang said nothing more and raised his palm for the third time.

This time, he's going to completely wipe out Mount Shu!

However, just as he was about to unleash his palm strike...

A beam of red light shot down from the distant horizon.

The red light was moving so fast that it transcended the concept of space.

One moment they were on the horizon, the next they were already above Mount Shu.

Where the red light passed, the sky was dyed blood red, and the clouds were ablaze with flames.

The three demon emperors' expressions changed simultaneously, and they all looked at the red light.

The red light faded, revealing a figure.

It had a pair of curved bull horns on its head, and its wide black and red robes fluttered in the gale.

He was tall and robust, with a cold and stern face, as if carved by a knife and axe.

What's most unsettling are those eyes—the crimson pupils.

It seemed to contain endless fighting spirit and indifference; everything within its gaze bowed down.

He stood there casually in the void, yet it seemed as if he had become the center of heaven and earth.

The remaining spiritual energy of Mount Shu trembled, and the demonic aura emanating from the Demon Emperor receded.

Even the space itself was distorted and deformed within three zhang around him.

"Demon...Demon Lord Chonglou?!"

The Xuan Yao Emperor's voice trembled, and his refined face was now distorted with fear.

Not only him, but the Earth Demon Emperor and the Yellow Demon Emperor were also stiff, their eyes filled with disbelief and terror.

Demon Lord Chonglou!

This name is a taboo subject in the demon realm.

Even though the six realms are separated, the legend of this supreme being of the six realms is still imprinted deep in the soul of every demon.

Chonglou didn't even glance at the three demon emperors, as if they were just ants on the roadside.

His gaze swept past the crowd and landed on the back of Mount Shu—where the Demon-Locking Tower stood majestically.

"The Demon-Suppressing Sword... Fei Peng..."

Chonglou muttered to himself, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

He raised his right hand and made a grabbing motion in the air.

Boom—!

At the top of the Demon-Sealing Tower, the seemingly indestructible tower wall was torn open by an invisible force, leaving a large hole.

Two sword lights, one green and one black, shot out from the center, streaking across the sky and landing in front of Chonglou.

While no one was paying attention, a strange purple gas disappeared from the top of the Demon-Sealing Tower.

The cyan sword light transformed into an ancient longsword, its blade engraved with runes—the very treasure of Mount Shu, the Demon-Suppressing Sword.

The black sword light then transformed into a longsword exuding a chilling demonic aura.

There was a hideous demonic eye on the hilt; that was the demonic sword.

Chonglou looked at the two swords, a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes, and then reached out and grasped the hilt of the Demon-Suppressing Sword.

Just then, a burst of wild laughter echoed from inside the Demon-Sealing Tower:

"Hahaha! That damned Demon-Suppressing Sword is finally gone!"

Heaven has not forsaken me! My demon brethren, follow me and slaughter everyone in Mount Shu!

The tower exploded with a deafening roar, and a figure shot into the sky.

That was a man with a full head of purple hair and an evil face; he was none other than the Heavenly Demon Emperor who had been suppressed for a thousand years!

Behind him, thousands of demons surged out of the tower, a dark mass that obscured half the sky.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor laughed wildly, about to lead his demons to attack the remaining disciples of Mount Shu.

But suddenly he felt an indescribable sense of terror envelop him.

He turned his head stiffly and saw the red-haired figure holding the Demon-Suppressing Sword.

"Annoying."

Chonglou frowned slightly and casually waved his hand.

A black and red demonic aura lashed through the void like a whip, striking the Heavenly Demon Emperor with pinpoint accuracy.

This demon king, who had just escaped and was full of pride, was sent flying backward by demonic energy before he could even let out half a scream.

Like a meteor, it crashed into a mountain a hundred miles away, its fate unknown.

The demons that escaped from the Demon Locking Tower were caught in the aftershocks, and most of them were instantly killed or injured.

The remaining demons were terrified and scattered in all directions.

The three demon emperors lowered their heads, not daring to even breathe loudly.

They felt sorry for the Heavenly Demon Emperor—he had just escaped his predicament and then ran into this wicked star; he must have been incredibly unlucky.

Chonglou sheathed his two swords, took one last look in the direction of Mount Shu.

It seems to be looking for something.

A moment later, he shook his head and turned into a red light, disappearing into the horizon.

Only after that terrifying pressure completely dissipated did the three demon emperors dare to raise their heads.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with relief at surviving the ordeal.

The Earth Demon Emperor gazed into the distance and sighed, "Save the Heavenly Demon Emperor first!"

Afterwards, the demons brought back the Heavenly Demon Emperor who had been knocked away.

Seeing his severe injuries, the three demon emperors wore complex expressions.

At this moment, the Yellow Demon Emperor asked, "What should we do with these people from Mount Shu now?"

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Demon Emperor's eyes revealed a palpable killing intent. "Kill them all without leaving a single one alive. This Shu Mountain has been a scourge to my demon race for far too long."

Dugu Yuyun gave a bitter smile and poured the last bit of magic power he had left into the Spirit Pearl.

In an instant, the figures of the leaders of the five major sects appeared in Mount Shu.

Apart from Dao Xuan, the others were astonished by the scene at Mount Shu, a place with a history spanning thousands of years.

"You fiends, how dare you!" Master Fahai of Shaolin Temple, with his powerful Buddhist Lion's Roar, resounded throughout Mount Shu even through his magical artifacts.

The other sect leaders were also furious.

At this moment, Dao Xuan was less than the distance of an incense stick's time from Mount Shu.

He silently thought to himself, "Brother Dugu, you must hold on!"

Several demon emperors looked at the illusory image reflected by the Spirit Pearl and revealed a hint of disdain.

"Shushan will cease to exist today!" the Earth Demon Emperor shouted, and then a black palm print appeared in the sky.

Just as it was about to fall.

A furious roar echoed from the horizon: "You fiend, how dare you!"