"Pangu Axe? You actually found Pangu Axe?" A hint of seriousness appeared on the originally contemptuous face of the Primordial Demon God.
"Hehehe... What? Scared? Tens of thousands of years ago, you were chopped to pieces by the First God of War with this very axe, weren't you?"
"Heh! Not bad! You even know that?" A mocking smile appeared on the face of the Primordial Demon God. "And do you know that the First War God's strength is at the Limitless Realm, allowing him to unleash the full power of the Pangu Axe? And you, a mere Immortal Realm Lord, how much of the Pangu Axe's power can you possibly wield?"
Chu Wanwan gripped the Pangu Axe tightly, her expression resolute: "Although I am not as good as the First God of War, I will still use this Pangu Axe to kill you once again today."
After saying that, Chu Wanwan poured her divine power into the Pangu Axe. The Pangu Axe felt the infusion of divine power, and the runes on the axe body shone even brighter, with a faint power of creation flowing within it.
Chu Wanwan swung the Pangu Axe, slashing horizontally at the blood blade formed by the ancient demon god. This axe strike carried a whistling wind, as if it could cleave space itself, and a beam of axe light slashed towards the blood blade.
Seeing this, the ancient demon god manipulated the blood blade, and the bloody aura around the blade quickly condensed into a blood-red shield. The axe blade struck the shield, producing a piercing metallic clang and splashing a burst of blood-red light.
Although the shield blocked the axe's edge, a crack appeared, and wisps of dark energy around the crack were dispelled by the power of the axe's edge.
The ancient demon god sneered, and the blood blade suddenly began to spin, its speed increasing rapidly until it transformed into a crimson whirlwind that swept towards Chu Wanwan. Wherever the whirlwind passed, space was cleaved into crimson fissures.
Chu Wanwan's eyes sharpened. She steadied herself, gripped the Pangu Axe tightly with both hands, and muttered incantations.
The Pangu Axe shone brightly, and beams of golden light shot out from it, forming a golden light shield around Chu Wanwan.
The Blood Blade Whirlwind struck the light shield, causing it to tremble violently, but it was not breached.
The ancient demon god intensified the power of the Blood Blade Whirlwind, and Chu Wanwan felt the pressure increase exponentially. Her divine power was rapidly depleting, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered. However, as time passed, cracks gradually appeared in the light barrier.
"Little girl, is that all you've got?" the ancient demon god mocked.
Just as the light shield was about to shatter, Chu Wanwan suddenly hurled the Pangu Axe at the Primordial Demon God.
The ancient demon god did not expect Chu Wanwan to throw the Pangu Axe in a desperate move. He was unable to dodge in time and was hit in the shoulder by the Pangu Axe.
However, due to the vast difference in strength, it did not cause any substantial damage to the Primordial Demon God.
He quickly regained his footing, and before Chu Wanwan could retract the Pangu Axe, the Blood Blade suddenly stabbed towards her.
Because Chu Wanwan had exhausted too much of her divine power while controlling the Pangu Axe, her dodging speed was much slower, and the blood blade pierced her shoulder.
A powerful dark force surged into Chu Wanwan's body through the wound. She felt as if her power had been frozen, and her body became heavier and heavier. She couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"You think you can contend with me? You're really overestimating yourself." The Primordial Demon God said as he prepared to swing his blood blade again to deliver a fatal blow to Chu Wanwan.
Chu Wanwan was powerless to resist at this point, and a sense of despair welled up in her heart, but her eyes still shone with unyielding spirit. She knew she might die here, but she did not regret fighting the ancient demon god.
Just as the blood-red blade was about to fall, the ancient demon god's body suddenly froze!
"I will not let you kill her!" The Primordial Demon God muttered to himself, his hand gripping the blood-red blade, slowly moving it towards his own chest.
"Little fleas, you're really annoying!" The ancient demon god's face showed a struggling expression, clearly indicating that Si Mingye's soul was fighting with him for control of the body.
Looking at Si Mingye like this, Chu Wanwan burst into tears. "Si Mingye, you have to hold on! You can't die! Do you hear me?!"
Si Mingye's soul desperately tried to tell Chu Wanwan, "Don't be afraid, he will protect her!"
But no matter what, he couldn't control his body...
Si Mingye was fiercely battling the ancient demon god in his sea of consciousness.
Within the sea of consciousness, darkness and light intertwined, and the dark soul of the ancient demon god was like a huge black mist, exuding a terrifying aura;
Si Mingye's soul is like a shining star; although its light is relatively weak, it is steadfast and tenacious.
"God of Purification, do you think you can stop me? You and I are destined to be demons rejected by the world, why struggle so bitterly? Only by uniting will we become stronger!"
The soul of the ancient demon god roared, and black mist surged toward Si Mingye's soul.
Si Mingye remained unfazed and calmly stated, "You are wrong. I am completely different from you. You only know how to kill and destroy, while I want to protect this world."
Si Mingye's soul shone brightly as he unleashed a unique soul spell. Rays of silver light shot out from his soul, cutting through the onrushing black mist like sharp blades.
The ancient demon god roared in fury, constantly shifting his form in an attempt to break through Si Mingye's soul attack. He gathered more dark power, stirring up a black storm in his sea of consciousness. Wherever the storm went, everything was swallowed by darkness.
Si Mingye's soul was swept into the dark storm, and he felt as if he were in an endless abyss of darkness. The immense pressure constantly squeezed his soul, seemingly about to crush him completely. But the belief in protecting others in his heart burned like a raging flame, never extinguished.
As the dark storm raged, Si Mingye's soul light was suppressed and grew weaker and weaker, yet he still did not give up the fight. He focused his consciousness, striving to excavate the hidden power deep within his soul.
Suddenly, he remembered the times he spent with Chu Wanwan, her smile, her encouragement—those beautiful memories flowed into his soul like warm currents.
This warm power seemed to have touched some unknown switch deep within his soul, and Si Mingye's soul suddenly burst forth with a strong light.
The light was no longer the relatively faint silver it had been before, but had transformed into a blazing gold, as dazzling as the sun. The golden light instantly broke through the encirclement of the dark storm and swept towards the black mist soul of the ancient demon god.
Upon seeing this, the Primordial Demon God was greatly shocked, not expecting Si Mingye to possess such power. However, being a seasoned Primordial Demon God, he quickly regained his composure. He condensed his dark power into countless black spikes and shot them towards Si Mingye.
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