The Demon Lord of All Forms

After a long while, the lightning finally dissipated.

As Feng Daochen watched the dissipating lightning, the four colors in his eyes were gradually swallowed by a golden hue, and his aura surged once again.

Zhang Zihe stood amidst the ruins, his white hair disheveled, his robes charred in many places, but he had no injuries on his body, only a slightly weakened aura, and he looked at Feng Daochen with a solemn gaze.

An unfamiliar voice came from the other side of the sky.

"This is what you mean by 'ordinary'?"

His voice was low, carrying a hint of dissatisfaction and coldness.

In front of Zhang Zihe stood a middle-aged man in a black robe and crown. He was slightly overweight and had an ordinary face that would be easily lost in a crowd. A dense darkness surged beneath his feet, as if a corner of an abyss had been cut open. Rolling demonic energy overflowed from that darkness, surging like a tide and dyeing the surrounding air black.

The middle-aged man in black robes glanced at Zhang Zihe beside him, his face showing a gloomy expression.

"If I hadn't brought the Demon Gathering Abyss with me, you would have died a hundred times over!"

The middle-aged man's voice was icy. He hadn't originally intended to bring the Demon Gathering Abyss with him this time, but out of caution, he had brought this treasure of the sect. Unexpectedly, this caution had saved their lives. If it weren't for the Demon Gathering Abyss, not only Zhang Zihe, but even he himself probably wouldn't have been able to leave this Yellow Heaven Divine Mountain.

Feng Daochen's gaze passed over Zhang Zihe and landed on the middle-aged man in black robes, his voice as cold as frost.

"Shen Zhi, you're here too. Perfect, I'll eliminate both of you today!"

Shen Zhi, the head of the Heavenly Demon Palace and a Grand Master, stands beneath the dark abyss, which is the Heavenly Demon Palace's most treasured artifact, the Gathering Demon Abyss.

Shen Zhi looked at Feng Daochen with a solemn expression. He had only come to assist Zhang Zihe in annexing the Huangtian Sect and, incidentally, to get a share of the spoils from the ruins of the Huangtian Sect.

Zhang Zihe had made grand pronouncements beforehand, claiming that killing Feng Daochen was as easy as lifting a finger, and that the Four Palaces were already under his control. But when the fight actually began, the situation turned out to be quite different.

Looking at Feng Daochen, who was entirely golden and looked like a god descending to earth, Shen Zhi already felt the urge to retreat.

With the Demon Gathering Abyss in his hands, Feng Daochen couldn't stop him. If he wanted to leave, no one could stop him. However, the task assigned by that person was not yet completed. If he escaped now, what awaited him when he returned would probably be even more terrifying than what Feng Daochen was facing now.

Zhang Zihe noticed Shen Zhi's hesitation, stepped forward, stood beside Shen Zhi, and spoke with a firm voice.

"Don't worry, he's currently in this state thanks to the essence of the Four Pillars of Heaven. Once that essence is depleted, he won't be able to maintain it. Besides, how can his Great True Person's body withstand the power of the Primordial Yang Treasure for long? If the two of us join forces to activate the Demon Gathering Abyss, it won't be long before he dies from exhaustion!"

Upon hearing this, the hesitation in Shen Zhi's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a cold and stern look. He raised his head and looked at Feng Daochen. The Gathering Demon Abyss beneath his feet suddenly expanded, and darkness surged in all directions like a tide, enveloping the entire mountain peak.

Feng Daochen's strength is too overwhelming now. If Shen Zhi and Zhang Zihe were to directly confront him, they would surely die. The only thing that can contend with this Yellow Heaven God is the Yuan Yang Treasure.

A deep rumble echoed from the Demon Gathering Abyss, like magma churning underground. The next moment, boundless demonic energy surged forth from the abyss, like a floodgate being opened, and black columns of energy shot into the sky, turning it a deep black.

Amidst the billowing demonic energy, countless demons emerged.

The Yin Demon is formless and intangible, like black smoke drifting aimlessly in the air, devouring souls; the Fiend Demon is entirely crimson, its body wreathed in blood-red aura, causing vegetation to wither and die wherever it passes; the Death Demon wears a tattered gray robe, revealing stark white bones, its eye sockets flickering with eerie green flames, each step it takes exuding deathly energy; the Bone Demon is pieced together from thousands of white bones, its towering form wielding a bone sword and shield, its entire body radiating an aura of decay; the Heavenly Dragon Demon coils like a serpent, its scales crackling with electricity; the Giant Mountain Demon's body is as large as a mountain, each step it takes causing rocks to crumble...

Blood demons, flame demons, ice demons, thunder demons, wind demons—all sorts of demons—surrounded the sky and the earth, like massive waves crashing against Feng Daochen.

Feng Daochen's expression remained unchanged as he unleashed a palm strike.

Countless golden bolts of lightning exploded, like hundreds of thunder dragons rushing out at the same time, weaving into a huge lightning net in the void.

Thunder roared, the Yin Demon was torn apart by lightning, the Sha Demon was annihilated by thunder, the Death Demon's gray robe was set ablaze, the Bone Demon's skeleton was blown apart, the Heavenly Dragon Demon was entangled by the Thunder Dragon, and its dragon body exploded; the Giant Mountain Demon was pierced by lightning, and its mountain-like body collapsed with a crash.

Countless demons howled, struggled, and turned to ashes amidst the lightning, but the demonic tide was too dense; as soon as one batch was killed, more surged up, endlessly and without end.

Shen Zhi and Zhang Zihe stood at the edge of the Demon Gathering Abyss, their hands forming hand seals, their inner essence flowing out like a bursting river, pouring into the abyss beneath their feet.

The aura of the Demon Gathering Abyss began to rise, like an ancient demon god being awakened. The pressure grew stronger and heavier, causing the surrounding rocks to crack. The monstrous demonic energy transformed into beams of light that pierced the sky from the Demon Gathering Abyss, tearing the entire sky into countless fragments.

Rumble!

A deafening roar, as if the sky were collapsing.

From within the Demon Gathering Abyss, a gigantic claw covered in black scales emerged. The claw was several meters long, with five hook-like fingers that gleamed with a chilling light. With a single strike, it shattered a large section of the mountain in front of it.

Rocks flew everywhere, dust filled the air, and the entire mountain trembled.

The Abyss of Demon Gathering continued to expand, the darkness like a gaping maw, and a celestial demon with a body as large as a mountain was slowly crawling out of the Abyss of Demon Gathering.

It has a ferocious head, a dragon's head and a human body, with two curved horns on its head, wrapped with black lightning. Its mouth has interlocking fangs, which exhale thick black mist. The demon has wings spread on its back, with wing membranes like bats. Its body is covered with black scales, layer upon layer, like armor. Ten scarlet eyes are distributed on its head and shoulders, each slowly turning, and the ruins of the Yellow Heaven Divine Mountain are reflected in its pupils.

The aura of the Heavenly Demon surged, terrifying beyond measure, far surpassing the realm of a Great True Person.

Shen Zhi and Zhang Zihe exchanged a glance, and a smile appeared on their pale faces. In order to summon this Heavenly Demon, they had consumed almost 50% of their respective essence, but fortunately they finally succeeded.

The Heavenly Demon roared, its sound waves like a tidal wave, shattering the surrounding clouds and sending rocks flying from the mountaintop. It raised its giant claw, its claw tip wreathed in demonic energy like dragons and snakes, with black lightning crackling between its five fingers. With a single, devastating strike, it aimed straight at Feng Daochen.

Feng Daochen's Victory Evil Sword fell simultaneously.

The sword light was dark and deep, like an abyss hanging upside down. The sword light transformed into a giant pillar reaching the sky, stretching across the heavens, and slammed into the giant claw of the Heavenly Demon.