Chapter 884: Slaying 18 Dao Ancestors

Jiang Yantian hung in the center of the void, his black robe fluttering in the strong wind of the laws.

The dark patterns on the robe flowed in the blood-red light, each thread seemingly entwined with the wails of countless wronged souls.

"So what if there are two thousand Dao Ancestors? They are nothing more than pawns used by the Heavenly Dao to obstruct this Emperor."

"Today, we will let the whole world know that the so-called order of heaven is utterly vulnerable in the face of absolute power."

Jiang Yantian's silver hair danced wildly like a silver dragon emerging from the sea.

His vertical eye was half-open, demonic patterns spreading from the corner of his eye to his temple, and his eyes burned with flames capable of burning away the laws of the Dao.

Everywhere he looked, space collapsed into honeycomb-shaped black holes.

Rock fragments and stardust swirled at the edge of the black hole, only to be crushed into dust by the demonic power before they could even get close.

Two thousand Dao Ancestors formed the Zhou Tian Star Array, and the radiant light swept in like a tsunami.

Each figure exuded an aura of overwhelming power that could suppress the entire universe.

They stared at the black-robed figure in the center, their fingers clenched so tightly they turned white.

An extremely complex mix of emotions surged within me.

The fear of the Demon Emperor's overwhelming power was already etched into his very soul.

Born from chaos, it has survived countless calamities, but today it has gathered the pinnacle of power in the entire universe. If we cannot suppress it, there will be no peace in the heavens from now on.

Their determination to uphold the order of Heaven fueled their actions.

Yet an indescribable fear spread like a chilling shadow.

The Demon Emperor's gaze showed that he didn't take them seriously at all.

Jiang Yantian's true form witnessed everything that happened.

In ancient times, doing things yourself was considered showing off.

Those Dao Ancestors were in a state of panic.

With a wave of his hand, his natal magic weapon soared into the air.

It unleashed countless emerald green sword energies, like a torrential rain piercing the sky.

The Tai Chi symbol spun into a black and white vortex, attempting to crush the demonic flames.

Various natal treasures radiated countless golden rays, and the runes of laws intertwined to form an impenetrable light curtain.

At the same time, the Dao principles were activated, and the rules of heaven and earth condensed in the palm of the hand.

Landslides, tsunamis, lightning strikes, and heavenly fires all appeared simultaneously.

This void, along with the Demon Emperor, must be completely erased.

Jiang Yantian merely sneered, his left hand behind his back, while his right palm slowly rose.

His heart was completely calm, filled only with an overwhelming arrogance and passion.

These scoundrels keep claiming to be acting on behalf of Heaven, but in reality, they are nothing more than people who fear his power.

They simply wanted to suppress those who were different.

Since they are blocking our way, let them perish in despair.

Let the heavens see the consequences of resisting him.

"They're here!" Jiang Yantian thought to himself.

In an instant, the demonic flames surged to enormous heights, transforming into a gigantic demonic hand that blotted out the sky.

Countless distorted faces are embedded between the lines on his palm.

Those were the remnant souls of ancient gods and primordial beasts that he had devoured.

The moment the demonic hand struck, the space shattered like glass.

The protective barrier of light surrounding nearly a hundred Dao Ancestors shattered instantly.

The moment horror flashed in their eyes, their bodies twisted and melted in the demonic flames.

The deafening roar of the collapsing foundation shook the entire universe.

Golden fragments of Dao principles mingled with dark red blood, falling like a meteor shower.

Jiang Yantian shattered the void, his figure transforming into a black lightning bolt.

Weaving through the array of Dao Ancestors, the God-Slaying Spear appeared the instant its dark light cleaved the sky.

He cut a Taoist patriarch holding a vajra in half at the waist.

Sensing the desperate roar of the other party before their soul was annihilated, Jiang Yantian's eyes only grew colder.

Everything seemed so simple, but in just a few seconds, countless moves had already been made.

Jiang Yantian was watching everything from a first-person perspective.

But since it's the same body, I can still sense it.

He began to try to integrate, to merge into this ancient war.

The battlefield has long been a living hell.

The two sides clashed repeatedly, creating earth-shattering explosions.

The fractured mountain range lay like a giant python, with the shattered magic weapon of the Dao Ancestor embedded on its peak.

At the bottom of the dried-up ocean, countless skeletons of living beings were exposed, fossilized by the residual waves of the laws.

On the floating fragments of the continent, the remaining palaces are still burning.

The glazed tiles were stuck to flesh and blood, making it impossible to distinguish between immortals and demons.

The clash of divine powers among the various Dao Ancestors could tear apart a star field each time.

But their hearts grew colder and colder.

The Demon Emperor's combat power far exceeded expectations, and they fell as quickly as mowing grass.

The once firm belief began to waver, and fear entwined the soul like vines.

They were so tightly bound that they could barely breathe.

Some Dao Ancestors were burned to ashes by the demonic flames, their souls howling and struggling in the fire, filled with resentment and regret.

If I had known this would happen, why did I insist on being an enemy of this demon?

Some Taoist masters had their heads crushed by bare hands, and disbelief remained in their eyes as they died.

They were once the masters of a universe, looking down upon all living beings. When have they ever suffered such crushing oppression?

Jiang Yantian fought with increasing ferocity, his body soaked in blood, dark red blood dripping down his clothes.

When it falls into the void, it can corrode and create tiny black holes.

The demonic power circulated more and more smoothly, and with each wisp of Dao power it absorbed, it felt increasingly exhilarating.

This is the taste of power, enough to overturn heaven and earth, enough to make all things bow down.

That's enough to make all those who underestimated him pay the price.

He grabbed the arm of the Dao Ancestor who was attacking him head-on, and with a quick pull, tore the other's body in two.

The power of the Dao gushed out like a fountain and he inhaled it into his mouth.

When he shattered the lotus platform of the 1,800th Dao Ancestor with one foot and his fingertip pierced through the other's brow.

Sensing the faint remaining resistance from the other party.

A hint of impatience rose in the Demon Emperor's heart.

The Zhou Tian Star Array had long since collapsed, and the remaining light of the Dao Ancestor was as dim as a flickering candle.

They gazed at the Demon Emperor standing atop the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Fear completely consumed their minds, and their determination to defend the Way of Heaven vanished.

All that remained was the most primal instinct for survival.

That was not human, but the true Demon Emperor, a world-destroying power that even the Heavenly Dao could not restrain.

Jiang Yantian's demonic flames subsided slightly, his vertical eye on his forehead slowly closed, and the golden demonic patterns disappeared into his skin.

But the void beneath his feet continued to collapse.

Countless broken principles, severed limbs, and stardust swirled around him.

It condensed into a blood-red nebula.

Looking up at the shattered sky, a long roar shook the chaos.

"Useless Heavenly Dao, get down here!"

Time came to an abrupt halt.

Jiang Yantian suddenly realized that he had separated from his original body.

They reappeared on the side with the remaining spirit.

"Why aren't you continuing? Blanch!" Jiang Yantian frowned.

"What happens next is basically that we've been tricked and taken advantage of, so I'm not going to watch!" Canling said.

I was extremely angry.

"Next, is it sealing me away?" Jiang Yantian gritted his teeth.

I can't stand it any longer.

The remnant spirit shook his head: "No, this battle lasted a long time; we were just watching the 'speedrun' version."

"What I mean is, after the first battle, the Heavenly Dao retreated, and the Dao Ancestors were almost all killed or wounded, some even fled and dared not show up."

"And the demons will continue to rule. In the first battle, the demons won a great victory."

"However, it was during this period that the Heavenly Dao began to gather the power of faith and project its will and incarnations."

"The sealing is a later matter; if you can't endure any hardship, don't even look at it."

Jiang Yantian sighed.

Actually, he didn't want to watch it, but he couldn't.

Since it happened, I definitely have to read it all.

I will never repeat the same mistake I've made.

The Way of Heaven is nothing but dog shit.

When the Demon Realm reopens, we must destroy the Heavenly Dao and establish ourselves as the ruler of Heaven!