Chapter 863: Collaborative Battle Against the Demon God

Xuanyuan Wentian grinned menacingly, extending his hand. As he did so, a giant, pitch-black palm emerged from the space in front of him, reaching out to grasp the flames that had merged from the Little Demon Empress and Feng Xue'er.

A muffled thud echoed. The divine flame, powerful enough to scorch through thousands of feet of space, was firmly clasped in the giant black hand. The destructive power of Phoenix Flame and Golden Crow Flame erupted simultaneously, firelight soaring skyward, yet it couldn't escape the black hand's control. As the black palm slowly tightened, the struggling Golden Crow Flame and Phoenix Flame quickly extinguished, completely engulfed by dark energy within mere breaths.

This sight caused both Feng Xue'er and the Little Demon Empress's expressions to change instantly, while the Illusion Demon profound practitioners below stared in utter shock. "The Little Demon Empress's Golden Crow Flame, it actually... it actually..."

"Even divine flames are nothing before my current power," Xuanyuan Wentian sneered arrogantly, slowly raising the Eternal Night Devil Sword. The swirling black mist around him condensed towards the blade like a surging tide, and a cold, dangerous aura enveloped the surrounding hundreds of miles of space. "Tremble... and embrace the death I personally bestow upon you!"

Black energy burst from Xuanyuan Wentian as he thrust his sword towards the Little Demon Empress and Feng Xue'er. As he drew closer, the light suddenly dimmed; the dazzling flame glow was quickly suppressed by the darkness. At the same time, the two women felt the space become viscous, as if their bodies were stuck in a spiderweb, making movement extremely difficult.

This made it impossible for them to evade, forcing them to meet Xuanyuan Wentian's sword head-on.

The pressure from Xuanyuan Wentian was far more terrifying than it had been three months prior. The Little Demon Empress's gaze was icy and fearless; her nearly pure golden Golden Crow Flame struck directly at Xuanyuan Wentian's chest. Feng Xue'er followed, her crimson flames blazing skyward.

The two women's flames were as scorching as a blazing sun and as sacred as a celestial rainbow.

Boom! The intense collision of profound energy unleashed a sky-obscuring storm. The merged Golden Crow Flame and Phoenix Flame set the very heavens ablaze. The dark sword light was engulfed by the flames, but then it suddenly expanded like an enraged dark beast, fiercely suppressing the Golden Crow Flame and Phoenix Flame. As ghostly wails accompanied the whistling sword shadows, the flames were violently torn apart.

The Little Demon Empress and Feng Xue'er both turned pale, their bodies rapidly forced back by the impact. Suddenly, a roar erupted behind them as a third stream of flames shot between the two women, powerfully striking Xuanyuan Wentian's face.

Xuanyuan Wentian grunted, his body flipping backward dozens of times. When he finally stopped, the hair on his forehead was completely scorched. He reached up to wipe his brow, but instead of anger, a dark smile spread across his face. His pitch-black gaze fixed firmly on Yun Che. "Tsk, Yun Che, every time you appear, you bring me a different surprise, and this time is no exception. In just three short months, your power has skyrocketed several times over, almost surpassing even my own before I cultivated the devil body. What astonishing talent."

"But... what does it matter now!"

The swirling dark energy continued to surge towards the Eternal Night Devil Sword. Xuanyuan Wentian's low voice still echoed as his body shot forward like a phantom. The Eternal Night Devil Sword sliced down through the air, its dark blade cutting a tens-of-feet-long curtain of darkness across the sky, wantonly twisting space.

"Big Brother Yun, be careful!"

The previous exchange had made Feng Xue'er truly feel Xuanyuan Wentian's terror... a power that her current strength couldn't match. She even felt a chilling unease that even if she and the Little Demon Empress combined their efforts, they would almost certainly not be able to defeat Xuanyuan Wentian. And while Yun Che's profound energy had surged dramatically during his three months in the Golden Crow Lightning Flame Valley, he was still far weaker than both of them.

Feng Xue'er let out a soft cry, and the Phoenix Flame projection on her body directly detached, igniting the most extreme Phoenix Flame within the twisted space. As if by telepathy, the Golden Crow Flame projection from the Little Demon Empress's body flew out at almost the same instant, emitting an incredibly clear and powerful cry beneath Xuanyuan Wentian's sword curtain.

Among the three, Yun Che's strength was relatively the weakest, but facing the nightmarish Xuanyuan Wentian, how could he let the two women face him alone while he retreated? With Golden Crow Flame burning in his hands, he met Xuanyuan Wentian with the momentum of "Falling Moon, Sinking Star."

Boom! Four terrifying forces collided, forming an unimaginably dreadful power storm. The surrounding space instantly collapsed completely, and this profound energy storm was immediately trapped and compressed within the collapsed space, twisting wildly before bursting open like an overinflated balloon.

This time, hundreds of feet of surrounding space disintegrated, spatial fragments scattering like countless steel needles. Under the radiating impact, Xuanyuan Wentian was forced back dozens of steps, while Feng Xue'er, the Little Demon Empress, and Yun Che were flung backward in three different directions like withered leaves struck by a massive mountain, their internal organs wracked with severe pain.

The three combined their strength, yet they were still defeated!

"Hahahaha..." Xuanyuan Wentian laughed loudly, his body suddenly soaring, already rushing towards Yun Che, who was still flying backward. The Eternal Night Devil Sword gleamed with an ominous black light. "Then I'll start with you!!"

"Ah! Big Brother Yun!" Xuanyuan Wentian's action made Feng Xue'er's face drain of color. Ignoring the chaotic energy within her, she desperately channeled her Phoenix Flame. A pair of Phoenix Flame wings spread behind her, and a massive Phoenix shadow appeared on her body, making her seem to transform into a true phoenix.

Using "Phoenix Wing Heaven's Vault," she forcibly reversed her trajectory, charging towards Xuanyuan Wentian with earth-shattering power.

But Xuanyuan Wentian's speed was too great. Even if Phoenix Wing Heaven's Vault allowed Feng Xue'er to break her speed limit for a short time, it was simply not enough. The pitch-black devil sword was already less than three feet from Yun Che.

Yun Che gritted his teeth slightly, but instead of using Star God Broken Shadow to escape, a red light flashed in his hand as he grabbed the Heaven Smiting Devil Slayer Sword and blasted it towards Xuanyuan Wentian head-on.

Yun Che's action made Xuanyuan Wentian reveal an extremely scornful smile. He suddenly pulled back the Eternal Night Devil Sword and reached out with his left hand to grasp Yun Che's crimson greatsword bare-handed. "Your sword isn't worthy of being met by my devil sword!"

Clang! With a ringing sound, Xuanyuan Wentian's palm clamped onto the blade of the Heaven Smiting Devil Slayer Sword. The sound was deafening, like divine iron clashing, making it impossible to believe it was flesh colliding with a sword.

Yun Che's arm shook violently, instantly losing sensation amidst intense numbness, and his internal organs churned. His heavy sword had been met head-on before... but never bare-handed.

Yet, Xuanyuan Wentian, with just one palm, held his Heaven Smiting Devil Slayer Sword firmly in place in the air. The surging power of the heavy sword was entirely reflected back onto Yun Che. If not for his body's strength already surpassing mortal limits, his hands, or even his entire arms, would have been pulverized.

However... Xuanyuan Wentian, who had just caught Yun Che's heavy sword with one hand, didn't have time to let out his arrogant laugh before his expression drastically changed. He then withdrew his hand with lightning speed, accompanied by a truly horrifying shriek.

The sudden shriek inevitably caused a momentary distraction. At that instant, the Phoenix shadow formed by Feng Xue'er tore through the air, powerfully striking Xuanyuan Wentian's body.

Phoenix Flame instantly ignited on Xuanyuan Wentian, sending him flying sideways. He was propelled directly towards the Little Demon Empress's position. The Little Demon Empress had also stabilized herself. She swung her palm, and a fierce Golden Crow Flame exploded violently, using Xuanyuan Wentian's body as a medium, coating his already Phoenix-Flame-scorched body with another layer of Golden Crow Flame.

Bang! Xuanyuan Wentian crashed heavily onto the ground, creating a massive crater. The next instant, a black light exploded within the deep pit, instantly obliterating the Phoenix Flame and Golden Crow Flame clinging to his body.

Amidst the black light, Xuanyuan Wentian slowly floated upwards. His outer robe was scorched to cinders, and large areas of his body were burned. However, he didn't spare a glance for these injuries; his eyes were fixed intently on his raised left hand, his entire left arm trembling violently.

On the palm of his left hand, a crimson mark was imprinted, emitting a faint crimson glow. From within the mark, dark red blood dripped continuously.

With his cultivation and "devil body," even ten times worse injuries would have their bleeding instantly stopped with a casual application of his profound energy.

But with this crimson-glowing wound, his profound energy surged several times, only to abruptly dissipate upon nearing the injury, rendering him utterly unable to stop the bleeding, let alone heal it. What was even more terrifying was that this seemingly mere two-inch-long wound felt as if thousands of poisoned claws were constantly stabbing into his palm, causing him unbearable pain.

"What's going on... What is this?" Xuanyuan Wentian roared in a low, furious voice.

"This is... the Devil Punishing Sword!?"

A voice of terror suddenly came from within the Eternal Night Devil Sword, and even the eyes that had opened on its hilt recoiled sharply.

"Devil Punishing Sword? What is that?" Xuanyuan Wentian roared.

"No... that's not the Devil Punishing Sword. Its appearance, aura, and profound light are completely different, so it can't be the Devil Punishing Sword! The Devil Punishing Sword hasn't existed in this world for a long time!

"Kill him, then utterly destroy that sword! Although it can't be the Devil Punishing Sword, since it can cause you such an injury, and it has this aura that makes me extremely uncomfortable... it might be something similar to the Devil Punishing Sword!"

"Fortunately, his strength is far weaker than yours, so this sword poses no threat to you in his hands. But if it were to fall into the hands of someone whose strength is comparable to yours someday, it would be a major problem!" the devil soul in the sword said ominously.

The devil soul's voice clearly trembled... To it, this was more than just a "major problem"; it was its greatest fear in life.

Xuanyuan Wentian clenched his left hand sharply. The intensifying pain twisted his face like a demon's, simultaneously igniting a furious rage within his chest. He had clearly achieved the status of a devil god, possessing overwhelming, unmatched power, yet he was still suffering torturous pain.

"Yun... Che!!" Xuanyuan Wentian's entire body erupted with killing intent, causing the black energy around him to surge chaotically. He had originally intended to torment Yun Che to death, but now... he wanted Yun Che to die instantly! Not allowing him to survive in this world for even another breath or moment!