A hint of surprise flashed across Bai Zhi's eyes, but was then replaced by madness.
"The demon disintegrates, and all things return to nothingness!"
The Soul-Devouring Wheel suddenly expanded tenfold, transforming into a gigantic black vortex that swallowed up all the sword energy in the sky.
What was even more terrifying was that countless black tentacles stretched out from the vortex and wrapped around Li Lingge.
Li Lingge was horrified and retreated quickly, but he found that the tentacles were even faster and were in front of him in the blink of an eye.
He knew he couldn't retreat any further, otherwise Bai Wei's life would be in danger.
"Wake up quickly!"
The Xuanyuan Sword let out a long, deafening roar, and dense ancient runes appeared on the sword.
At this moment, behind Li Lingge, the void was like a torn wound, and a thousand-foot-tall demon god was slowly descending.
"Rāhu?!"
Baizhi's knees bent uncontrollably, and the Soul-Devouring Wheel fell to the ground with a clang.
This is a suppression that comes from blood, just like grass facing a hurricane or insects looking up at mountains.
The demonic energy she had cultivated in her body was flowing backwards, and black blood was seeping out of her seven orifices.
Li Lingge's pupils have turned into vertical pupils, and the Xuanyuan Sword has completely awakened in his hands.
The sword shed its disguise, revealing its true appearance covered with magic patterns, and every blood groove on the blade was breathing.
When he raised his sword, the shadows of the entire mountain range began to wriggle, as if thousands of monsters were about to break out of the ground.
"See now." His voice overlapped with the roars of millions of demonic souls. "This is the true form of the Xuanyuan Sword."
What shocked Bai Zhi was that Li Lingge had clearly activated the power of the Demon Ancestor in the Xuanyuan Sword, and the image of Rāhu behind him blocked out the sky, but his eyes were still as clear as before!
"You've clearly already activated the power of the Demon Ancestor, so how can you still maintain your sanity?!"
Bai Zhi's voice was almost shrill, her fingers trembling uncontrollably, the fragments of the Soul-Devouring Wheel cut deep bloody marks on her palms, but she was completely unaware.
She knew better than anyone that the Xuan-Yuan Sword was forged from the God-Slaying Spear of the Demon Ancestor Luohou. Once the demonic power within it was awakened, the swordsman's mind would be corroded by the monstrous demonic energy, and he would become a puppet who only knew how to kill.
But Li Lingge was not infected by the devil!
Li Lingge slowly raised his head, and the Chaos Dao Fruit cast a hazy and clear light, covering his entire body.
The light seemed gentle, but it made the evil energy swirling around it retreat as if it had encountered a natural enemy.
Deep in his eyes, his left pupil remained normal, but his right pupil had transformed into a scarlet vertical pupil like that of the demon ancestor Rahu. However, his consciousness was not devoured by the devil at all.
"Chaos Dao Fruit, transcending gods and demons."
His voice was low and calm, yet carried an unquestionable authority.
"The power of the Demon Ancestor is but the sword in my hand, not the way in my heart."
Bai Zhi's pupils contracted violently. She stared intently at the slowly rotating Chaos Dao Fruit above Li Lingge's head, and let out a hoarse roar of disbelief:
"Chaos Dao Fruit?! How could you possibly have Chaos Dao Fruit?"
The Dao Fruit was suspended above Li Lingge's head, its entire body filled with chaos and mist, with countless Dao runes flowing on its surface. Sometimes it turned into galaxies, and sometimes condensed into magic patterns, as if it contained the original power when the world was first created.
It is neither the golden light of the gods nor the black evil of the devil, but the origin of chaos that transcends both.
Bai Zhi's breathing almost stopped. She had seen countless cultivators who fell into the devil's way. No matter how steadfast their Tao heart was, once they were contaminated by the power of the Demon Ancestor, they would surely sink into madness.
But Li Lingge actually used the Chaos Dao Fruit to suppress the evil nature and control the power of the Demon Ancestor without being backlashed!
This is simply not something an ordinary cultivator can do!
"Who the hell are you?!"
Bai Zhi's voice was almost hoarse, and her heart of Taoism almost collapsed at this moment.
She originally thought that she had fallen into the devil's way and controlled the Soul Devouring Wheel, which made her powerful enough, but Li Lingge in front of her made her feel real despair.
Not only does he possess the power of the Demon Ancestor Rāhu, he can also keep his original heart intact!
Li Lingge did not answer, but slowly raised the Xuanyuan Sword. The magic patterns on the sword and the Chaos Dao Fruit complemented each other.
"Now, it's time to end it."
The sword falls!
There are no fancy moves, just the simplest chops.
But wherever the sword passed, the space was torn like fragile silk, revealing the boiling chaotic abyss behind it.
Bai Zhi's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip. She looked at the sword light that split the space coming towards her, and the chill of death really climbed up her spine for the first time.
His ten fingers formed eighteen magic seals at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye. Every time a seal was completed, a layer of barrier with a faint blue glow appeared in front of him.
"Nine Netherworld Demons! Heavenly Demons protecting the body! Blood River Iron Wall..."
She screamed the ancient magic spell, and eighteen layers of protective magic barriers unfolded one after another.
The outermost layer was a spinning skeleton phantom, the second layer flowed with a river of lava-like blood, and the third layer was covered with eerie bone spurs...
Each level was enough to withstand a full-strength attack from the God Emperor realm. The Soul-Devouring Wheel sensed the crisis and automatically flew back to her head. The nine wheel blades spun wildly, laying a dense blue light net above the magic barrier.
The moment the sword light approached, time seemed to stop.
Bai Zhi saw her face reflected in the sword, her expression twisted with fear and disbelief.
The eighteen layers of demonic barriers suddenly burst like soap bubbles in the sun. When the first layer of skeleton barrier touched the sword light, the hideous shadows of the demon heads disappeared without even having time to scream.
The blood river was evaporated into a blood mist by the sword energy, and the bone spurs broke into pieces like dead branches.
Strength can defeat skill. Under this sword, all resistance is like a joke.
"No! This can't be—"
The Soul-Devouring Wheel above Baizhi's head let out a sharp scream, and the nine wheel blades suddenly broke away from the main body and transformed into nine roaring dragons that rushed towards the sword light.
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