What does it mean to cut off one's own supreme origin, which has been painstakingly condensed?
Let's put it this way: if this guy weren't in such a special situation and not mentally unstable, no one would dare to be so crazy.
The consequence of this guy's actions is either that his internal energy is split in two, creating two relatively weak but similar in personality and strength, yet independent supreme demon lords.
However, this possibility is extremely slim. The more likely scenario is that the hard-won rank will shatter, the realm will drop, and the Lord of Heavenly Demons will revert to being an ordinary Lord of Heavenly Demons!
Unfortunately, the worst outcome that Young Master Wang had hoped for did not happen.
Whether desire was a blessing in disguise or a stroke of luck, at this moment, everything seemed to be developing in a direction unfavorable to Wang Zheng...
While Wang Shao cursed inwardly, the Demon Lord of Desire was actually turning misfortune into blessing.
Just as the Demon Lord divided most of the remnants of other Demon Lords and nearly half of the Supreme Origin into the Demon Sword, although she was weakened considerably, she felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration.
To be honest, her supreme status was only forcibly advanced under the blessing of heaven and earth; she had not calmly refined the origins of other demon lords.
If we continue to make do like this, it may lead to even more serious troubles in the future.
At the very least, she'll inevitably suffer from schizophrenia. If she can't maintain her true self and is truly influenced and eroded by these lingering thoughts, can she still be called the Demon Lord of Desire?
Losing one's true self is one thing, but the more fatal flaw is the inability to continue improving.
But now things are different. Thanks to Wang Dashao's forced self-destruction technique, this girl has inadvertently eliminated the hidden danger in advance. Most importantly, she will have the opportunity to absorb the demonic sword again and refine it once more in the future!
All that is bad enough, but what's even worse is that this demonic sword is now essentially an avatar conjured by the Lord of Desire, which can be controlled with a thought, just like an extension of one's own arm.
If we really want to analyze it carefully, perhaps the Demon Lord's current combat power is even stronger than before...
"Damn it, what kind of incredible luck did this guy have?!"
Seeing this unexpected scene, Wang Zheng instantly understood the key point, but he did not believe that this desire was intentional.
Coupled with the previous oppressive power of heaven and earth, he truly believed that the luck of this desire was extremely good!
And when the situation became even more unfavorable to him, his face turned terribly gloomy.
To be honest, being cunning and scheming isn't inherently bad, nor is being powerful that terrifying, but it all comes with the blessing of fate and good fortune...
Young Master Wang was incredibly envious at that moment!
To be honest, he really didn't expect that this so-called Heavenly Demon Supreme could be so monstrous.
Leaving aside distant examples, let's just talk about his explosive power that condenses spatial energy.
You must know that he had just used the energy of the spatial turbulence and even self-destructed his mental power, giving his all to barely fuse those complex energies together and break through that strange spatial blockade.
But after that one strike, he was so weakened that he had to rewind time. But what about the Demon Lord on the other side?
This guy accomplished something similar to me with just a few simple movements, and not only did it seem effortless, but he did it even better.
More importantly, she also gained some inexplicable benefits from it, further enhancing her strength.
Is there anything more infuriating than this?
Young Master Wang really didn't believe it was all just her good luck!
However, since things had come to this point, Wang Zheng could only accept it. He had been tricked and couldn't escape. Could he possibly surrender?
Wang Zheng was not given much time to think of a countermeasure. Feeling his mind become clearer, the Demon Lord of Desire was overjoyed. With a slight twitch of his fingers, the constantly trembling demon sword suddenly shook.
Then it transformed into a dark streak of light, shooting towards Wang Zheng with overwhelming force, its momentum terrifying.
"call out!"
The sword tip instantly ripped through space, leaving a long, dark trail in the void. Needless to say, this was the absolute destruction caused by the powerful demonic energy invasion to the essence of this galaxy.
The sword light had already pierced Wang Zheng's body in the blink of an eye.
Although there was no spatial power involved, the surging dark energy seemed to devour people, and even the void along the way was submerged in darkness. In a sense, it could also be considered to have achieved the effect of cleaving through space.
Yes, this is all about using force to make bricks fly, overcoming skill with brute force!
However, Wang Zheng utilizes space, while the Lord of Desire destroys space; the difference is obvious.
Facing that profound sword light that seemed to attract everything, Wang Zheng felt a sense of impending death.
He even had a feeling that if he couldn't dodge successfully, he would be completely wiped out by this terrifying attack in an instant.
Faced with such a terrifying attack, Wang Zheng dared not meet it head-on. He immediately swayed and dodged away.
However, although the attack missed, the demonic sword's attack did not diminish at all. As Wang Zheng dodged, it turned again and attacked him once more.
Young Master Wang hastily resorted to his old trick, hastily disappearing into the void, unwilling to confront the sword light head-on. However, the demonic sword seemed to have a life of its own, closely following behind and relentlessly pursuing him.
They were completely determined to torture him to death.
Upon seeing this, Wang Zheng's eyes sharpened, and he immediately swung his colorful short knife at the dark blade that was as black as ink and emitted terrifying energy fluctuations.
"Swoosh!" The short blade and the black longsword collided, instantly bursting into a dazzling light.
A series of clanging sounds echoed from the void. Before long, Wang Zheng was forced back. Not only was his seven-colored short sword cut in half, but he was also disheveled, covered in blood, and looked utterly wretched.
However, Young Master Wang had anticipated this situation.
This Void Blade is only effective at breaking through spatial barriers; in a direct confrontation, its strength is not that high.
Firstly, there's the difference in energy levels; secondly, Young Master Wang's swordsmanship is exceptionally gifted—those who know, know…
Despite being mentally prepared, when the moment actually arrived, Young Master Wang cursed inwardly.
In just a few breaths, he was already on the verge of collapse. A large hole was torn in his shirt, revealing the firm muscles underneath.
When Wang Zheng looked at the sword marks on his chest, his eyes were filled with horror.
Although the injury was not fatal, a significant amount of flesh had been removed.
After all, even if he could recover his state through rewind, the demonic sword seemed to have an even stronger aura after devouring his flesh and blood.
The already difficult situation has now become even more precarious.
Not to mention that the sword light had already condensed into a huge demon god phantom due to the enormous amount of energy it absorbed. For a moment, Young Master Wang was in a desperate situation!
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