Chapter 2361: Falling Treasure Copper Coin

Salame's tone was one of disbelief. How could the Demon Master, such a powerful being, be in a mortal predicament?

Not just her, but all the other demons in the temple were equally stunned. For thousands of years, the Demon Master had stood like an unyielding mountain; he was the highest peak and the longest river. Although they were in opposing camps, they had always respected his power and cultivation. How could he now be pushed to such an extent by a native of a weaker world?

"In any other world, ten regents wouldn't be enough to fight him. But in this world, the Demon Master's strength is greatly weakened, and the Regent can also mobilize the world's will to assist him in battle. With this ebb and flow, if he has no other recourse, he might truly be in danger." Mogard's expression was complex; for a moment, he didn't know how to feel.

Logically, he should have been happy that the Slaughter Master, his sworn enemy, was about to die. Yet, at the very moment of his impending demise, Mogard felt an inexplicable emptiness.

Moreover, given the current situation, if the Demon Master died so easily, their own fate would likely not be much better.

A glint appeared in Salame's eyes. She was also contemplating the situation, hoping that the two figures in the sky would destroy each other, or at least suffer severe mutual losses. That would be ideal.

At the same time, she subtly transmitted a message to the Grand Elder of the True Demons, attempting to win him over.

However, the Grand Elder hesitated several times, seemingly conflicted.

Within the temple, Pei Mianman and the others were the most delighted. Hearing the analysis of the demon powerhouses, wasn't Ah Zu certainly going to win?

Only Jing Teng said coldly, "Don't celebrate too soon. The Demon Master isn't that easy to kill."

In the sky, the Demon Master's expression was incredibly solemn. Seeing the colossal sword standing between heaven and earth, even he found it hard to breathe.

He instinctively wanted to dodge, but immediately realized that he seemed to have been locked onto by the world's will. No matter where he fled, this sword would strike him.

There was no escaping it!

He might as well stay put and meet the sword head-on.

In any other world, he would have a way to withstand a sword strike of such power.

But in this unique world, with his power restricted, engaging this sword head-on would only result in him being split in two.

How could a sword, condensed from the entire world's power, be so easily parried?

Just then, Zu An, standing opposite him, raised his right hand and made a downward slashing motion.

The colossal sword between heaven and earth seemed to receive its command, directly descending upon him.

In that instant, where the golden greatsword sliced through, black hole-like cosmic turbulence appeared in the sky. This single strike had already cleaved space, as if it intended to split the entire world in two.

The Demon Master took a deep breath. Suddenly, a copper coin appeared in his hand. With a flick of his finger, the coin rapidly spun and flew above his head.

The coin was only about the size of a button, tiny as a speck of dust compared to the golden greatsword spanning heaven and earth.

Yet, floating above the Demon Master's head, it spun rapidly, emitting unseen waves of energy.

The next second, the once imposing golden greatsword, which had been cutting through everything effortlessly, suddenly seemed to lose control and fell directly sideways.

Countless great mountains of the Demon Race were directly cleaved in half by the golden greatsword, forming deep ravines filled with chaotic and violent energies.

Many powerful fierce beasts that inhabited the mountains instantly turned to ash if even brushed by a wisp of the sword's energy.

Some that narrowly escaped, lingering near the edge of the ravines, were affected by the chaotic and violent energies within, quickly went mad, and eventually exploded into a bloody mist.

That ravine stretched all the way to the horizon, having severed countless mountains.

The entire golden greatsword gradually dissipated, leaving only the Tai'a Sword on the ground.

Zu An was somewhat surprised. In that brief moment, he realized he had lost his connection with the Tai'a Sword, which was why the sword, imbued with the power of heaven and earth, had failed to strike its target.

He beckoned with his hand, and the Tai'a Sword returned to his grasp, allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief.

This sword was tied to Mi Li's safety, and he couldn't afford any mishaps.

He then looked at the Demon Master opposite him and asked, "What kind of treasure is that?"

"Do you think I'd tell you?" The Demon Master subtly wiped the cold sweat from his brow. Facing that terrifying sword moment ago, he had truly tasted death. It was fortunate he possessed this magic artifact.

At the same time, he felt some regret. He had underestimated this fellow's power, and even more so, the unique nature of this world.

It seemed this was the legendary Singularity World. No wonder the Slaughter Master had exerted so much effort to attack it and made so many backup arrangements.

If he had known this earlier, he would have acted in the Demon World back then, rather than being drawn into such a bitter struggle now.

In the temple, many demons were also greatly astonished. Salame hurriedly asked Mogard, "Uncle Mo, do you know what kind of magic artifact that is? How come I've never seen the Demon Master use it before?"

Mogard shook his head. "I recall something. When the Demon Master conquered a mysterious world, his forces suffered severe losses. Later, he personally intervened and supposedly acquired an extremely powerful magic artifact. The Demon Master was so pleased that he even granted a general amnesty to the world. I imagine this must be that artifact."

"As for never having used it, that's normal. With his power, who could force him to use a magic artifact?"

Salame sighed wistfully. "With such a formidable magic artifact, even if my true father were here, he probably wouldn't be his match."

On the other side, Pei Mianman and the other women were also asking Jing Teng about the artifact. After all, Jing Teng had an extraordinary background, having suppressed so many powerful demons back then, so she might know.

Jing Teng cast a sideways glance at Pei Mianman, thinking to herself how amusing it was that this woman, who hadn't been willing to call her "sister" moments ago, was now repeatedly using the term, switching from defiance to deference.

She let out a soft snort before saying, "I haven't seen it either, but this item bears some resemblance to something from legend..."

In the sky, Zu An frowned, seemingly having realized something. With a wave of his hand, golden ripples appeared across the sky. Circular sword array patterns manifested in the air, and golden sword energy phantoms slowly extended from within them.

In the blink of an eye, countless golden weapon phantoms filled the sky. The next second, these weapons surged like a mountain flood and a sea tsunami, attacking the Demon Master in the center.

Such a roaring formation would not only overwhelm a living being, but even the world's highest peak would be flattened and crushed into scattered dust by the endless onslaught of weapons.

What was jaw-dropping, however, was that all the weapons, halfway through their assault, inexplicably lost momentum and simply plummeted from the sky.

These weapons, originally formed by the Divine Rune Armory using special spiritual energy, dissipated upon hitting the ground.

Seeing this, Pei Mianman and the others felt their hearts tighten. Ah Zu had unleashed several ultimate moves in succession, yet the Demon Master had easily neutralized them all. It seemed the situation was unfavorable for him.

At this moment, Zu An's gaze fell upon the copper coin above the Demon Master's head. A look of realization crossed his face. "So it's the Treasure-Dropping Coin! No wonder!"