As Duantian's aura exploded to the level of a Demon Emperor, Qing Yanjing's expression grew extremely grim. She hadn't expected that a single misstep on her part would trigger such a drastic reversal. Even with her strength, she found herself momentarily flustered and couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Yan, what do we do now?"
"Sigh, I only asked you to handle one thing, and you still messed it up. What else is there to do? Keep fighting, obviously. Or do you think that guy is going to let us off now?" Xiao Yan shrugged helplessly. "You'd better step aside and watch. Don't get in my way."
"Even now you're still so arrogant... I really can't tell if you're stupid or just brave," Duantian sneered with mockery in his eyes. Now that he had forcefully broken through to the Demon Emperor level, he felt as if his power was inexhaustible. That overwhelming strength made him feel as though he could reduce this thorn in his side to pulp at any moment. But killing Xiao Yan quickly wasn't enough—he intended to use the most brutal method possible to make him regret ever being born.
"Tch, not even on the level of the Nether Demon Emperor, and you're already putting on airs?" Xiao Yan replied with a cold sneer. With his soul perception, he could clearly sense Duantian's actual strength—barely having stepped into the Heavenly Sovereign realm, not even enough to be considered a Spiritual-grade Heavenly Sovereign. Among the Demon Emperors of the Extraterritorial Evil Race, he was likely at the very bottom.
"I'm guessing you paid quite a price to end up like this, huh? For a long while now, you probably won't make any progress at all, will you?"
Xiao Yan's taunting words turned Duantian's expression cold and gloomy. Much as he hated to admit it, the bastard wasn't wrong. Although he had forcibly broken through using the Great Devouring Technique, it had damaged his foundation. From now on, any progress would be almost impossible. And all of it was because of Xiao Yan. No matter what, he had to shred this man into pieces.
At that thought, Duantian ceased the verbal games. He raised his palm and struck through the air. A giant hand of pitch-black demonic energy crashed down toward Xiao Yan like a descending pillar. After advancing to Demon Emperor, his power had increased by hundreds of times—this single blow was far more terrifying than the Heaven-Devouring World-Ending Hand from before.
"Look at you. Two sentences in and you're already rushing. Young people, so hot-headed," Xiao Yan said calmly. His hands moved in a flash, and hundreds of battle figures emerged behind him. Towering battle will surged outward and condensed into a colossal skeletal dragon. With one claw, the skeletal dragon shattered the demonic hand on impact.
"That's… a Battle Will Spirit?" Qing Yanjing's expression shifted in surprise. She hadn't expected Xiao Yan to also be a Battle Array Master. Judging from the markings on that skeletal dragon, it possessed nearly ten million battle runes—no wonder it could block Duantian's attack.
That skeletal dragon was, of course, a Battle Will Spirit summoned from the Dragonbone Guard he had obtained from the Dragon God's ruins. With Xiao Yan's current strength, the spirit he could summon was already comparable to a true Heavenly Sovereign. This was one of his hidden trump cards—and now, it was time to use it.
"Damn it! Just how many tricks does this guy have up his sleeve?!" Duantian cursed inwardly. He could feel the terrifying power radiating from the skeletal dragon—it was clearly no weaker than himself. Which meant that even in all the earlier fighting, Xiao Yan hadn't gone all out.
"Hmm… killing a Demon Emperor should be worth 3000 Demon Slaying Points, right? You might just be my ticket to fortune," Xiao Yan smiled as he looked at the skeletal dragon hovering above.
"Try it if you dare!" Duantian roared and lunged toward Xiao Yan. He understood the Battle Array Master system of the Great Thousand World well enough to know that the biggest weakness of a Battle Will Spirit was its master. If he could eliminate Xiao Yan, the dragon would collapse on its own.
But before Duantian could reach him, the skeletal dragon struck first. With a blast of dragon breath, it sent Duantian flying back several thousand meters. Before he could get up, Xiao Yan had already controlled the Battle Will Spirit to pursue him with relentless ferocity.
Xiao Yan knew perfectly well that people like Duantian, who relied on external force to advance, often had major hidden flaws. Their combat ability would always fall short of those who broke through naturally—especially in the early stages of a breakthrough. This was the perfect time to hit him while he was still adjusting.
Had Duantian been fighting anyone else, even a newly advanced Demon Emperor could wipe out a Lesser or Greater Earth Sovereign effortlessly. Unfortunately, he had run into Xiao Yan—someone who could challenge Heavenly Sovereigns even without the Dragonbone Guard. Now with it, he had an overwhelming advantage.
That said, Duantian wasn't a nobody. Though caught off guard by the dragon's ambush, he managed to stabilize his defense and quickly launched a counterattack. A fierce clash erupted between the demon and the skeletal dragon, shaking the heavens. Each shockwave was powerful enough to instantly kill any ordinary Greater Earth Sovereign!
As time passed, Qing Yanjing began to notice something unexpected—Duantian was gradually falling behind. The demonic energy swirling around him was growing thin, and his aura was becoming unstable. This surprised her. While the skeletal dragon was strong, it had only just reached the threshold of Heavenly Sovereign level. It shouldn't have had such an overwhelming advantage.
"So that's it… because he broke through with external force, his aura lacks the endurance of a true Heavenly Sovereign?" Qing Yanjing quickly understood the problem. Although she had yet to reach that realm herself, she came from the Buddha Clan and had seen many Heavenly Sovereigns. It wasn't hard for her to discern the issue.
"Boom!" Another thunderous blow landed. The skeletal dragon's tail smashed into Duantian's side, sending him flying across the battlefield. Xiao Yan clapped his hands calmly. He, too, had seen what Qing Yanjing had. Duantian was nearly spent—victory was within reach.
"Damn it! Damn it! Why is this guy so hard to deal with?!" Unlike Xiao Yan's calm, Duantian was starting to unravel. He had paid an enormous price to advance to the Demon Emperor level and thought victory would be effortless. Yet now he was being crushed.
This—he absolutely could not accept.
(End of Chapter)
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