Chapter 141: Blasted to Death (Part Two)

Beneath the wrathful gaze of True Lord Wanchun, the void in the distance was torn apart by an invisible force, and the Demonic Commander stepped out from within.

The Demonic Commander held countless streams of Underworld Qi in his hands, playing with them constantly as if flaunting their immense quantity. However, upon closer inspection, True Lord Wanchun realized in shock that these strands of Underworld Qi belonged entirely to the Seven Sons of the Nether River. Evidently, the Demonic Commander had used a specialized Demonic technique to extract their Qi entirely!

This only added fuel to the raging fire of his fury, intensifying his anger even further!

Yet, witnessing the Demonic Commander in such a state, Jiang Feng felt deeply ashamed. He had always believed that disciples of the Demonic Sect were vicious and ruthless in every strike, but to his utter surprise, the Demonic technique wielded by the Demonic Commander before him was profoundly arcane!

This reality contrasted sharply with the image of the Demonic Commander he had imagined.

In his mind, this Demonic disciple should have been sitting high above the nine heavens, looking down upon all living beings.

However, the playful youth before him had easily shattered True Lord Wanchun’s towering grand formation. Without this Demonic Commander, who else could wield such terrifying power with a mere flick of his fingers?

"Fear not! He is merely a disciple of the Demonic Sect, and his cultivation is not far from our own. Even if he is the Demonic Commander, we outnumber him, and we will surely make him pay with his head!" True Lord Wanchun immediately perceived the situation, seemingly having received guidance before setting out. After the initial shock subsided, he regained his composure, and all his sword Qi abruptly surged downward, launching an assault directly against this avatar of the Demonic Commander.

The overwhelming sword Qi transformed into boundless apocalyptic thunderclouds, within which echoed the sounds of volcanic eruptions and shifting tectonic plates—a force capable of harming experts at the True Underworld Realm. The End of Days Catastrophe, the supreme divine ability of the Lingbo Langya Chamber of Commerce, required twelve True Underworld Realm experts to execute jointly; even the self-detonation of numerous masters would be futile, illustrating its devastating might.

Jiang Feng also seized the moment to flash forward, the tip of his blade casting forth myriad phenomena. All the Underworld Qi within his body surged outward to encircle him, while a halo of light emerged from the back of his head, transforming into a powerful external avatar that coiled around him like a ghost, shielding him from the brunt of the shockwave.

With no other choice, facing True Lord Wanchun’s heaven-shaking attack, he could only resort to defensive maneuvers.

"True Lord Wanchun, you are merely a disciple of the Langya Chamber of Commerce. Even if you are its master, your strength is equivalent to only the seventh or eighth stage of the True Underworld Realm, and you are still no match for me. Though my Underworld Qi is nearly exhausted, you are hardly equipped to contend with me."

Upon seeing the approaching Catastrophe Primordial Spirit, the handsome youth known as the Demonic Commander flickered his body as the void suddenly rippled, spawning countless spatial tears filled with violently raging spacetime storms. The destructive force of the Catastrophe Primordial Spirit swept past him, yet failed to inflict the slightest harm upon his true form.

At this moment, this exceptionally handsome youth stood like a divine statue rooted between heaven and earth, enduring millions of years of impact without budging—everlasting, indestructible, and impervious to all kalpas.

"Exquisite Greater Luo Firmament!"

True Lord Wanchun shuddered throughout her body, the Underworld Qi within her spinning rapidly as her towering sword formation pressed down upon him. Simultaneously, millions of torrents erupted from her dark supreme-grade Underworld artifact flying sword, transforming the world into a realm of water: "Seas transform, water gathers, infinite and boundless, churning rivers and toppling seas! Demonic Commander! Both of us possess the strength of merely the second stage of the True Underworld Realm; I refuse to believe that you, now at your wit's end, can still contend with me!"

"Even if your Chamber Master were here, he could do nothing to me. How dare a speck of dust like you attempt to rival the radiance of the sun?"

The Demonic Commander’s expression suddenly turned majestic, his brocade robes fluttering loudly. Without making any overt physical motion, the space around him shifted automatically, resembling a colossal chessboard. Wielding the divine ability of the Exquisite Greater Luo Firmament, he effortlessly redirected all those water torrents directly into the spatial cracks.

He stepped forward, stride by stride, and no force could halt his advancement.

"Descent of the Water God!"

Realizing the gravity of the situation, True Lord Wanchun suddenly bit the tip of her tongue, spraying a mouthful of fresh blood onto her flying sword. The sword instantly expanded tenfold, and from across heaven and earth, infinite water elemental energy swarmed inward, even causing the vitality within Jiang Feng’s body to surge uncontrollably, threatening to burst through his skin as it was drawn by the flying sword!

True Lord Wanchun’s mouthful of blood was no trivial matter; it contained sixty years of her lifespan and her bitterly cultivated vital energy. This was a form of self-harming technique. She would never have used it against Jiang Feng because he simply wasn't worth the cost, but the Demonic Commander was different. Although his cultivation was not overwhelmingly high, his status was extraordinary; as long as she could slay the Demonic Commander, her name would undoubtedly resound throughout the world.

Amidst the howling nine-heaven winds, water elemental energy gathered desperately, coalescing into a colossal ocean in mid-air. Within this ocean emerged a Water God, deep blue in color, holding an ancient halberd. Its upper body was human, while its lower body was that of a serpent, adorned with long, azure hair. Standing a hundred zhang tall, it drifted amidst the clouds and opened its dazed eyes.

This was actually the physical manifestation of the Primordial Water God!

Jiang Feng had witnessed it once before, but that manifestation paled in comparison to the one before him now.

This Primordial Water God resembled a demonic deity crawling straight out of hell, its ferocious visage brimming with desolate warlike intent. Jiang Feng had never beheld such vast combat intent; it was like a primordial beast roaring and crashing through the ancient wilderness, utterly devoid of reason!

Once the form of the Primordial Water God coalesced, the pressure multiplied tenfold. Jiang Feng exerted the Five Emperors Great Demonic Divine Ability to its limits just to stabilize the churning Water Emperor Qi. This was not because the Water Emperor Astral Qi was inferior, but rather because his own cultivation and realm were too low. No matter how torrential his power, he remained constrained to the Golden Core Realm.

"What is Greater Luo? Eternal and carefree across all space and time, that is Greater Luo! What is a Golden Immortal? Golden nature is imperishable, surviving all kalpas!"

With the condensation of the Water God, the pressure reached monstrous heights, and the airborne ocean materialized. Yet the Demonic Commander’s avatar showed not a hint of fear, strolling forward leisurely. No matter how ferocious the water lightning or the surging might of the tides, none of it affected him in the least, as if he existed within an entirely parallel space.

Wherever he walked, the water waves dissipated in his wake. In an instant, space compressed infinitely beneath his feet, and the world shrank before him. The entire spacetime was governed by him, and all of heaven and earth changed according to his will; he was the absolute master of time and space.

Even a mysterious origin point appeared in the sky, from which a pair of colossal doors faintly manifested, as if pushing them open would grant direct entry into the Immortal Realm.

Splash!

The great doors trembled slightly, and boundless Immortal Realm vital energy collapsed downward, directly striking the crown of the Water God's head.

The hundred-zhang-tall Water God shattered instantly.

The Water God, condensed at the cost of nearly sixty years of True Lord Wanchun’s lifespan, was utterly obliterated in a single blow. Just how terrifyingly powerful was this Demonic Commander? The thought was simply unfathomable!

True Lord Wanchun retreated in a panic!

She attempted to flee, but it was too late. With a single gesture from the Demonic Commander, another massive chessboard materialized around True Lord Wanchun, its grid lines formed entirely by spatial fissures that wrapped tightly around her.

Puff!

Nearly all the water elemental energy was blasted apart, and True Lord Wanchun spat out another mouthful of fresh blood.

"Scatter!" The Demonic Commander pointed again, and the flying sword was promptly enveloped by the chessboard. The sheer force of the spatial cutting sent the sword spinning wildly, its internal waters churning violently as it suffered catastrophic damage.

Screech!

Realizing the situation was hopeless, True Lord Wanchun abandoned the Demonic Commander and thrust forth her sword, unleashing a torrent of chaotic lightning that exploded toward him. The attack was far more destructive than her previous assault on Jiang Feng, causing even the chessboard formed by the Exquisite Greater Luo Firmament to shake violently.

"Chaotic Lightning Law? You have only mastered a fraction of its power; it cannot shatter spacetime nor reduce all things to chaos. Let me teach you a couple of moves so you understand what true Chaotic Lightning Law is."

With another flick of the Demonic Commander's finger, fully one hundred thousand chaotic lightning pearls flew out from the spatial tears, counter-striking True Lord Wanchun. They instantly pierced her lightning technique and slammed directly into her body.

True Lord Wanchun gasped in horror, wielding the sword in her palm to wrap herself defensively. It was entirely futile; her defense was shattered instantly, and she was sent flying backward, blood streaming from her eyes.

"Exquisite Greater Luo, eternal suppression..."

The Demonic Commander swept his hand downward, forcefully pressing True Lord Wanchun down beneath the nine-heaven winds. The dark supreme-grade flying sword was seized as well.

Break!

The newly formed towering grand sword formation was likewise blasted apart by a casual bolt of lightning from the Demonic Commander, sending tens of thousands of precious swords scattering everywhere.

"A golden opportunity!" Jiang Feng finally broke free from his predicament. Waving his hand violently, the Nine-Tuned Chain Saber flew forward to suppress the area. The crimson blood-wheel within opened a giant hand, grabbed the flying sword, and kept it pulsing incessantly.

"Mad Demonic Life-Sinking Pill!"

Witnessing this scene, True Lord Wanchun swallowed an elixir in an instant, causing her magical power to surge explosively. The flying sword was galvanized once more, expanding to its absolute limit before suddenly exploding into millions of water-vapor talismans. Each talisman shifted like a dragon or snake, and she reabsorbed them all back into her body.

"Heaven and Earth Water Escape!"

Without a moment’s hesitation, she attempted to flee using an escape technique.

The Demonic Commander raised his hand once more, unleashing a colossal force into the void. Boom! She was forcefully blasted out of the void, coughing up yet another mouthful of blood that dissolved into the water clouds, multiplying her speed a thousandfold as she resorted to a blood-escape art.

Only the sword formation and tens of thousands of scattered flying swords remained. True Lord Wanchun had fled in such haste that she failed to take the towering grand formation with her.

Jiang Feng knew that while the destruction of a grand formation was not fatal, leaving the formation diagrams behind would allow others to study them, effectively leaking the entire array to outsiders.

Now, those tens of thousands of flying swords and formation diagrams were beginning to fly away automatically. How could he allow them to escape? With a wave of the Demonic Commander’s hand, the chessboard of the Exquisite Greater Luo Firmament descended, trapping all the flying swords and diagrams within its grid. Following a brief circulation, they transformed into a single scroll, with all the flying swords embedded upon its surface, refined into a finished artifact in the blink of an eye.