Night Without End

On this side of Ye State, they hoped Leng Mingkong would slay the god, while the demon side wished for that god to crush the human Ancestor Master's mortal body.

Both camps were extremely tense, as this was a rebellion against fate, and neither wanted to lose!

In the pitch-black sky, fierce gusts of wind howled, capable of dispersing consciousness spiritual light. At this time, this rarely trodden place was illuminated, ablaze with light, and then it surged with activity.

Boom!

The Demon God was indeed extremely terrifying, swallowing the vast sky of clouds with a mouthful, his long blade in hand seemed to slice through eternity, cleaving continuously, with a Tao rhythm like the sea.

However, during the most intense battle, the Heavenly Blade he had cultivated all his life actually shattered.

The short Heaven Measuring Ruler in Leng Mingkong's hand glowed with a pearly white light, covered in dense runes. The intersection of the broken section of the Immortal Ruler frequently collided with the Heavenly Blade without harm, causing the blade to explode.

The Demon God, naturally an old monster who once dominated an era, possessed not only terrifying combat power but also incredible experience. In a breath, the invisible Sword Intent on him flourished, with order patterns intertwining.

The battlefield in the heavens was vast enough to prevent harming innocents. The two fought like bolts of lightning shattering the night, employing all their methods, making the entire firmament resound thunderously time and again.

Ultimately, the Demon God was blown apart by the Heaven Measuring Ruler!

Leng Kongming also coughed blood from the shock, but the silver armor on his body burned like immortal fire, dazzling beyond compare, stripping the opponent of most of his power, unable to drag him to perish together.

He waved the broken Heaven Measuring Ruler repeatedly, the snow-white light becoming the sole presence in all of heaven and earth.

The Demon God reappeared multiple times, only to be shattered once more. He attempted to flee but was completely locked on, ultimately perishing above the skies.

When Leng Mingkong pierced through the clouds and appeared on the Shenshang Plain, after a brief moment of dead silence, there was a cacophony of noise.

On Ye State's side, there was naturally a cheer, as finally, no Old Ancestor Master died in battle.

In the Demon Clan's camp, many experts found it difficult to accept this result, as the other side had actually succeeded in their rebellion and slain a god here!

Though Leng Mingkong had blood at the corner of his mouth, at this moment he was like a Heavenly God descending to the mortal world, radiating boundless light, especially with the broken Heaven Measuring Ruler in his hand, which further intimidated many old demons.

He did not stay long and returned directly to his camp. It was evident that activating this weapon was a massive burden, so he immediately relieved this state and consumed some rare Big Medicine.

"Who dares to fight?" Helian Chengyun stepped out, his black hair flowing, appearing youthful with a handsome face and a red mark at his brow.

From within the demon camp, a demon immortal walked out directly, full of killing intent, as if bearing an old grudge.

"Four hundred and fifty years ago, you slaughtered both my eldest and second sons. Today, it's time to settle this old score!" The demon immortal's words were cold.

Helian Chengyun spoke: "Oh? I've killed so many demons that I've long forgotten who they were. Since you've shown up, I'll send you away as well!"

In his youthful state, with a light tremor, the damaged Crimson Gold Armor on him exploded, and in his right hand, he held a broken arrow that seemed as fresh as blood.

In an instant, the broken arrow seemed to melt, a layer of Chixia covering his entire body, from head to toe, fully protecting him.

Amidst clattering sounds, his armor was incomparably brilliant, and behind him, order was woven like Phoenix Feathers, highlighting his transcendent and extraordinary nature.

The youthful Helian Chengyun exuded a cold, stern demeanor, with the scarlet mark at his brow glowing, instilling awe without anger. In his right hand, only an arrowhead remained, pinched between two fingers, flowing with profound and terrifying ripples.

The demon camp was utterly silent. They had just witnessed the power of this mysterious battle armor when Leng Mingkong slew a god!

Now, Helian Chengyun, armed with just a broken arrow, had also equipped himself, causing many old demons to tremble in their hearts.

"Come!" Helian Chengyun beckoned, like a heavenly phoenix soaring to the clouds, carrying boundless crimson light, tearing through the night curtain, piercing the dark clouds, and charging towards the extra-worldly battlefield.

The demon immortal's expression turned ugly, feeling locked onto; even at a great distance, the mysterious arrowhead still shone a light upon him.

"Kill!" He had no choice and rushed to the heavens.

The battle proceeded unseen by anyone, only during the final moment when a bloody rain turned into a divine rainbow, violently bursting the clouds, burning, and as it poured down, people saw the final outcome.

Helian Chengyun appeared exquisitely ethereal, the crimson feathers on him clanged with crisp sound, as the arrowhead clutched between his two fingers pierced the demon immortal's brow, shattering the opponent countless times involuntarily.

"Demon Ancestor!" In the demon camp, many cried out, yet it changed nothing.

Under the night curtain illuminated by the arrow light, the shattered dark clouds coalesced again, obscuring everyone's line of sight.

Helian Chengyun pierced through the heavy clouds, descending from the sky. His red battle armor was dazzlingly brilliant. He glanced toward the Demon Clan's army direction, said nothing more, and returned to his own camp.

On the Ye State side, everyone was extremely excited.

The dullness and oppression of not long ago were almost completely scattered, emotions surged within people.

In contrast, the Demon Clan camp's morale was low, as even a former demon ancestor became a god was slain, having been rebelled against, shattering their confidence.

In the pitch-black night, in an extremely distant place, a human skin stood with hands behind its back, alongside a massive plant, and a blood-dripping beast's eye suspended in the night fog.

Evidently, they were three exceptionally powerful beings.

"Indeed, Yujing is a place to 'linger' temporarily, where casually excavating reveals such a weapon. Remarkable."

"Yujing, a place that incites both hate and dread, yet also a desire to pursue."

They were spectating the battle, not beings from the Demon Clan camp.

In the Western Territory, at the borderline, Li Qingyue felt the Furnace of Eight Trigrams heat up, with signs of "melting" within, and inexplicable fluctuations were transmitted to her heart.