Chapter 1547 (Raw 1529):
What was the Demonic God?
Even the people of the Demonic World did not know. They only knew that this was the god that they believed in.
However, in reality, there was no such thing as a Demonic God in this world. It was just that with so many believers, the boundless power of faith had accumulated over the millennia.
This resulted in the birth of such a being. It lacked intelligence, even life, controlled by the person who created it.
It possessed strong powers, thanks to the accumulation of the power of faith over countless years, the souls from the many Demonic God Blood Sacrifices, and the various evil Secret Techniques and negative emotions infused into it.
Instead of calling it a god, one might as well call it a monster.
It was different from the Deity Race. The people of the Deity Race directly absorbed the power of faith, infusing it into their bodies. They were not gods but still men. Men could die. When they died, the power of faith would scatter.
However, the Demonic God was born purely of the power of faith. It could not die or be destroyed, continuously accumulating the power of faith.
Furthermore, there was the Dark Church's horrifying Demonic God Blood Sacrifice. The ritual offering of the blood and souls of experts made the Demonic God even more terrifying.
At this moment, the Treasure Master used the Demonic God to revive himself, and it looked like he retained his consciousness.
In reality, the true Treasure Master was already dead. The current Thunder Sovereign was now just a monster that was neither human nor ghost.
"Kill!"
The appearance of the Demonic God spurred all the Demon Race cultivators and Demonic Beasts into a frenzy. All of their eyes turned bloodshot as they entered some sort of crazed state.
It looked like their spirits were boosted, their strength returning to their peaks.
In reality, it was just the Demonic God using a Secret Technique to activate their potential and drain their Life Essences.
When facing such an attack from a group of crazed people, the Kunlun Realm cultivators were put in a difficult situation.
It looked like the Demon Race cultivators they had severely injured just moments before suddenly turned lively. No matter who it was, one would feel like dying when caught in such a situation; this was too torturous.
However, the Kunlun Realm cultivators could not retreat. They no longer had anywhere to retreat to.
Even if it looked like a dead-end, they had to use all their remaining strength to make an attempt.
"Retreat and guard Kunlun Mountain."
Charging out to fight the Demons at this moment was clearly not suitable. They could only use the terrain and formations of Kunlun Mountain to hold the final line of defense.
When facing the horrifying Demonic God, everyone no longer dared to conserve their strength.
The Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign stood on the Deities' Nation and quickly formed hand seals to summon the sealed Deity Race Ancestor.
That was an ancient ancestor of the Deity Race who had lived for many generations. Due to his old age, his strength already surpassed that of Primes.
However, the Deity Race Ancestor was restricted by the Heavenly Dao and remained in a sealed state most of the time, not daring to appear in this world.
A tear appeared in the dark space. Then, a flash of divine light appeared in the dark world.
However, it was soon drowned out by the boundless darkness. The Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign's expression turned somewhat unsightly.
The Demonic God's Demonic Might was simply too strong. Even the Deity Race Ancestor's divine light could not illuminate this dark world.
The Heaven Punishing Corpse God sighed as eight Corpse Race old men appeared, carrying a black coffin.
This coffin was heavily sealed and had many chains binding it. Each link of these chains burned with a ghostly green corpse fire.
The Martial God Medallion appeared in Ying Zongtian's hand. Then, he closed his eyes, preparing to summon out the clone that the Martial God Palace's founder left in the medallion.
"The Heavenly Dao has really been isolated!"
The Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign turned grave. Every time he summoned out the Deity Race Ancestor, he would suffer attacks from the Heavenly Dao.
However, that did not happen this time. Even so, the Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign could not bring himself to smile. How strong was the Demonic God for it to be able to isolate the Heavenly Dao?
The Cyclic Astral Lord smiled bitterly. "Now that things have come to this point, let's just do our best."
The aged Myriad-Law Fiend Master looked at the Demonic God that the Thunder Sovereign possessed. He muttered, "Why the need for this? This way, he is neither human nor ghost. What exactly does he seek?"
The Myriad-Law Fiend Master was on good terms with the Thunder Sovereign. Seeing the other party taking such a step, he felt his heart turn cold.
The Demonic God appeared, and the Heavenly Dao was isolated. The Kunlun Realm was in peril and might even be destroyed in the next second.
However, at this moment, the seven Primes did not feel anxious at all. Instead, they appeared to be at ease.
What was that so? It was because they had already resigned themselves to dying.
They were Primes, the peak existences of the Kunlun Realm. They had already contributed all the strength they had. That was sufficient for them.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a saber light lit up in the boundless darkness. That saber light appeared somewhat weak in the murk.
However, it was like the twinkling stars in the night sky, not bright but always there.
"It's Xiao Chen!"
"The Azure Dragon King is making a move!"
Everyone turned excited. In the dark night, even the weakest candlelight would draw everyone's attention.
At the crucial moment, when the Demonic God descended, the strongest person of the Kunlun Realm, the Azure Dragon King, stood out once again without a second thought.
"Hahaha! You came at just the right time. This saves me the trouble of searching for you."
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The Demonic God stood more than three kilometers tall. Its face changed many times before finally settling into that of the Thunder Sovereign showing a sinister smile at Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen flew over in the sky without a saber in his hand. However, he cultivated the Flawless saber Dao. His body itself was the sharpest treasure saber in the world.
Xiao Chen's body shone with a weak saber light from the very start, resisting the Demonic God's might and pressure.
He remained calm as the Azure Dragon Divine Wings flapped furiously. Then, he punched at the Demonic God's head.
"Ignorant."
The Demonic God smiled coldly and spat out a stream of black flames at Xiao Chen.
The Azure Dragon Divine Wings flapped gently, and the flames brushed by him.
"Bang!"
Xiao Chen just stopped, and the Demonic God threw a punch that distorted space; there is simply no way to judge this punch with common sense.
Suddenly, the Demonic God's mountainlike fist arrived above Xiao Chen, exuding apocalyptic Demonic Might.
"Cauldron!" Xiao Chen shouted, and ten thousand Dragon Force gathered into a cauldron, stabilizing and freezing the distorted space.
He executed a move of the Myriad Heaven Divine Fist.
"Bang!" Xiao Chen was immediately knocked back with blood flowing out of his mouth.
"Do you feel the difference in strength? This is the power of faith that the Dark Church has accumulated for tens of thousands of years. Hahahaha!"
The Thunder Sovereign, possessing the Demonic God, laughed maniacally, punching at Xiao Chen in rapid succession.
Every punch distorted space. The fist lights were unpredictable and boundlessly tyrannical.
"How scary!"
Xiao Chen was momentarily startled. However, he gradually got cornered.
As the Demonic God approached, it brought along the allied Demon Races' armies in a fierce and sudden advance. It looked like they would charge up Kunlun Mountain soon, which would simply be a disaster for ordinary cultivators since even Xiao Chen could not block the Demonic God.
Xiao Chen shouted and burned his Magic Energy, executing his Major Magic Skill, Dharmic World.
His figure trembled, and his body quickly enlarged to welcome the approaching Demonic God.
"Bang!"
Xiao Chen punched and finally blocked the Demonic God's fist light. He stood at the foot of Kunlun Mountain and checked the other party's advance.
I have only seven seconds. I have to do my best to push the Demonic God away.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Loud reports rumbled and resounded everywhere. Despite Xiao Chen's execution of Dharmic World, the Demonic God did not take a single step back.
Instead, the Demonic God launched a flurry of attacks on Xiao Chen's Dharmic Incarnation. In merely a breath of time, the enormous Dharmic Incarnation was already covered in wounds.
"Can you continue defending? Let's see how long you can last!" The Thunder Sovereign, who was possessing the Demonic God, was ecstatic.
Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and brought out everything he had, using his fist as a saber, his body as a saber, and his Dharmic Incarnation as a saber. However, he could not truly injure the Demonic God and could only defend bitterly at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
"Boom!"
The Demonic God punched again, forcing Xiao Chen's enormous Dharmic Incarnation body down to one knee.
"Xiao Chen!"
The cultivators retreating to Kunlun Mountain were heartbroken at this sight, feeling incredibly pained. The Dharmic Incarnation kneeling on one knee was like a mountain guardian, stubborn but proud, never retreating.
Finally, after one last punch, the Dharmic Incarnation was knocked back. Xiao Chen resumed his original form, and blood spurted into the sky. Half of the bones in his entire body were shattered.
"Xiao Chen, this is all you can do!" The Demonic God laughed maniacally.
"Save him!"
However, of the seven Primes, the Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign, Ying Zongtian, the Heaven Punishing Corpse God, and the Spirit Fox God were all anxiously summoning out the trump cards that guarded their respective races and could not take time out to help.
The Myriad-Law Fiend Master, the Bright Moon Empress, and the Cyclic Astral Lord all charged over without a care for themselves.
The three had only one thought: they had to save Xiao Chen, no matter what.
"Block them. I want to oppress Xiao Chen to death. I want him to suffer pain a hundred times—a thousand times—worse than I did!" the Demonic God roared, and the Primes among the Demonic Monarchs moved out, blocking the three Primes.
"What should we do? With us blocked, only death remains for Xiao Chen," the Myriad-Law Fiend Master said gravely as he looked at the eight Demon Monarchs in front.
A brilliant light flashed in the Cyclic Astral Lord's eyes. He hesitated for a moment but eventually made up his mind. "I have a Secret Technique that I can use to charge over. Help me delay them, and I can save him!"
"However, you will have to face the Demonic God alone."
"There is no other choice."
The Cyclic Astral Lord showed a determined expression on his handsome face. His figure suddenly turned into a beam of starlight vanishing into the darkness.
Then, boundless starlight materialized into the Cyclic Astral Lord in the sky. He grabbed hold of the falling Xiao Chen and dodged the Demonic God's gargantuan hand.
"Just a mantis trying to stop a chariot. I'll kill you, an ant, first!"
Xiao Chen vomited a mouthful of blood. He felt somewhat surprised. The Cyclic Astral Lord had come to save him without a care for his own safety.
"The stars of last night and the wind of last night. Wind-like starlight sending me off," the Cyclic Astral Lord murmured.
Boundless starlight penetrated the dense demonic clouds in the sky and shone down. It turned into a gentle, nine-colored astral wind that carried Xiao Chen towards the summit of Kunlun Mountain at an incredible speed.
This left the Cyclic Astral Lord to face the Demonic God, possessed by the Thunder Sovereign, alone.