Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

"In my great mercy, I will spare you a life..."

The words "lifeline" that Master Baoguang spoke of remained stuck in his throat forever.

Because Gu Changjin on the throne had no patience to listen to him finish his rambling nonsense.

What Amitabha Buddha? What Infinite Heavenly Venerable?

He was both a Buddhist and a Taoist, and he even wanted to take him in as a guardian spirit beast of the mountain.

They actually installed it for you, kid!

Gu Changjin found it disgusting to listen to.

He didn't even stand up.

He simply sat on the throne surrounded by countless demons, raised his head slightly, and glanced at the thousand-foot-tall golden dharma image that was suppressing him.

The image of the Buddha radiates golden light.

Half a kasaya, half a Taoist robe.

One hand holds a Buddhist mudra, the other a whisk.

It does look quite convincing, though.

Many lesser demons in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains were forced to lie on the ground by the oppressive power of that immortal being, their claws trembling.

Master Baoguang stood between the eyebrows of the Dharma Image, his round belly protruding forward, his face full of compassion.

It was as if they had already seen Gu Changjin bow his head and resign himself to his fate.

But the next moment.

Gu Changjin slowly clenched his fist.

Then, he threw a punch at the golden statue above his head from a distance.

There are no fancy lighting effects

It was just one punch.

The purest and most extreme power, the savage and unreasonable physical strength, shattered the air within a radius of hundreds of miles in an instant.

boom--!

The entire basin seemed to be shattered by a ferocious prehistoric beast.

Before the compassion on Master Baoguang's face could fade, his pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints.

"not good!"

He only had time to utter two words.

The force of the punch collided with the golden statue.

Click.

A crack appeared on the Dharma image's chest.

Followed by.

The second one.

The third way.

The entire thousand-foot-tall golden statue was covered with countless cracks, like a spider web.

The Dharma Body and Heaven that Master Baoguang was so proud of was like an empty shell made of inferior mud in front of that punch.

next moment.

The golden statue exploded.

Golden fragments rained down from the sky, like a grand golden meteor shower.

But there was not a trace of magic in this rain.

There was only a chilling, deathly silence.

"puff--!"

Under the backlash of the Dharma, Master Baoguang's ruddy and prosperous face instantly turned deathly pale.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which contained fragments of his internal organs.

It was as if he had been struck head-on by an ancient behemoth; his sternum was shattered, his abdomen collapsed, and his round body flew backward from the clouds.

boom!

Master Baoguang crashed heavily in front of Qingxuan and the others.

The earthquake trembled, and a giant crater tens of meters deep was smashed out.

Amidst the flying dust, the Qi Yun Sect immortal who had just been so arrogant, wanting to take Gu Changjin as his guardian spirit beast, had half of his body rotten.

He lay at the bottom of the pit like a dead dog, vomiting blood uncontrollably.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Xie Wuchen stood there dumbfounded.

Qingxuan stood frozen in place.

Ye Xingzhou silently took a few steps back.

Their nascent hope was shattered by that punch.

Uncle Baoguang was defeated?

One punch?

He didn't even touch the hem of the demon lord's clothes before being punched half to death.

What kind of monster is this?

Above the clouds, the three immortals who had been watching the show all changed their expressions.

The red-haired immortal's eyes suddenly turned cold.

The immortal in green tightened his grip on the flying sword slightly.

Master Xuanzhao sighed softly, and a black Dao sword silently appeared in front of him.

They were just cursing Bao Guang for stealing credit.

Now I realize that Bao Guang wasn't trying to steal credit.

They're eager to be beaten.

The red-haired immortal roared angrily.

"not good!"

"Even Bao Guang can't stop him!"

"Make your move!"

boom!

Crimson flames shot into the sky, turning half of the sea of ​​clouds into a sea of ​​fire.

The immortal in green took a step forward, his natal flying sword hovering in front of him, its sword energy like a rainbow piercing the sun, its sharpness tearing through the void.

Master Xuanzhao's black robes fluttered in the wind, and his black Dao sword hung silently in the air. The sword's body was devoid of any light, yet it resembled a deep well, swallowing the spiritual energy around it.

The oppressive aura of the three immortal beings finally descended upon the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains without reservation.

Three streaks of light tore through the clouds and landed in front of the giant crater.

He shielded the nearly dead Bao Guang Zhenren and the Three Swords Twin Stars behind him.

The red-haired immortal stared intently at Gu Changjin, his eyes no longer showing any contempt, only apprehension.

"evildoer!"

"How dare you harm a righteous immortal!"

At the bottom of the pit, Master Baoguang coughed up blood while desperately gripping the leg of the Crimson-Haired Immortal's trousers.

His eyes were filled with fear.

He truly smelled the scent of death from that punch.

He completely disregarded manners, human relationships, the mountain guardian beasts, and any benefits.

All he wanted now was for these three old guys to hurry up and crush this terrifying demon lord in front of them.

"Don't...don't waste your breath on him!"

Master Baoguang's voice was hoarse, filled with intense fear.

"This monster is incredibly evil!"

"There's something strange about the physical body!"

"Don't try to reason with these demons and monsters!"

"quick!"

"Quickly form the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation!"

"Let's attack together and kill this scoundrel!"

Xie Wuchen and Qingxuan were both stunned by his shout.

Just now I was talking about a mere newly promoted demon immortal.

Now, four immortals are going to gang up on him and kill him?

But they quickly suppressed this unusual feeling.

Demons and evil spirits have no need to follow rules.

As long as it can slay demons, it is the righteous path.

On the throne, Gu Changjin, upon hearing Bao Guang Zhenren's shameless words, not only did not get angry, but instead chuckled.

Finally, he could say his lines... Gu Changjin slowly stood up.

As he stood up, the golden wheel of merit and virtue of the Nine Heavens behind his head shone brightly.

Golden light shone down, and demonic energy surged like the sea. These two seemingly contradictory auras merged perfectly into one on him.

It was like a demon emperor descending to earth, and also like the coronation of the heavens.

Gu Changjin looked down at the four righteous immortals from his high vantage point.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Speaking of morality?"

"When did I ever say I wanted to fight you one-on-one?"

The red-haired immortal's face darkened.

"What do you mean?"

Gu Changjin slowly raised his right hand and waved it forward.

"Don't bother with these hypocrites who claim to be righteous."

"Brothers, let's go shoulder to shoulder."

The moment the words fell.

"roar--!"

A furious roar from a raging ape, capable of shattering the heavens, resounded deep within the basin.

The Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape, its golden fur ablaze like flames, leaped into the sky, carrying half a broken ironwood club.

The aura of a demonic immortal erupted completely.

It grinned widely, its eyes filled with excitement.

"You should have said so earlier!"

"I, Old Ape, have been waiting for you to say that, Brother!"

On the other side, the Thousand-Legged Centipede transformed into a black, demonic shadow that blotted out the sky. Its thousand legs were like knives, and its sinister, immortal-level pressure locked onto the green-robed immortal.

With a flap of its wings, the Black-Winged Wind Tiger unleashed a storm of wind and thunder, tearing open fine cracks in the void.

The skeletal wolf, stepping on ghostly flames, spread its eerie white bone wings and howled to the sky.

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

Four powerful auras of demonic immortals rose up like four towering demonic pillars.

It merged with Gu Changjin's unfathomable aura.

The sky and earth changed color, and the sea of ​​clouds rolled back.

The Ten Thousand Demon Mountains seemed to truly awaken at this moment.

Behind the five demon immortals.

Sixteen great demon kings simultaneously revealed their true forms.

Giant bear that shakes mountains, red-eyed fire toad, golden-backed demon eagle, green-faced bull demon, white-boned giant wolf, black-scaled poisonous dragon...

Enormous demonic bodies occupied the four directions.

Further away, hundreds of Nascent Soul demon kings formed a demon array, with demon flags waving and demon clouds rolling, completely sealing off the entire world.

Those demons who were originally seen as a rabble by Qi Yun's disciples now resembled a real army.

Their advance and retreat were orderly, their killing intent surged like a tide, and their overwhelming demonic aura blotted out the sky.

The formation of the righteous mob brawl was perfectly formed at this moment.

The crimson-haired immortal remained rooted to the spot amidst the sea of ​​crimson flames, while the green-robed immortal's flying sword hovered in mid-air.

Master Baoguang's mouth was still open, but he could no longer utter a sound.

Xie Wuchen's face was deathly pale, and Qingxuan felt cold all over.

They finally realized something.

This is not the demon cave where they went down the mountain for training.

This is the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, the opponent's home turf.

They seemed to have walked into an encirclement of the demon army.

Master Xuanzhao looked at the scene before him with an extremely complex expression.

A group of demons were actually united as one.

On the contrary, those who claim to be on the right path always start by talking about encirclement and destruction, and always speak of righteousness.

What exactly went wrong in Kyushu?

Gu Changjin stood atop the myriad demons, his hands outstretched, a gentle smile on his face.

"Come."

"Let me see."

"Is it because there are more righteous people like you?"

"Are there still more people from my Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range?"