Chapter 437 - 178: Fierce Battle of Demon Kings, the Boxing Saint Map! Crushed by a Single Palm

The Cangying King’s dramatic actions had undoubtedly shaken him to the core.

At that moment, he subconsciously wanted to avoid making an enemy of this man.

"Oh?"

Su Bai’s gaze shifted, landing on Qi Molong.

In that instant, a bone-deep chill washed over Qi Molong!

He felt an utterly tyrannical aura sweep across the sky, as if it saw right through him.

Then, he heard the man’s voice, light and unconcerned, drift over.

"Forsaking your humanity to become a demon?"

"Still, your Feather Tribulation Killing Scripture is quite well-practiced."

"You..."

The hairs on Qi Molong’s body stood on end.

The technique he cultivated was the Feather Tribulation Killing Scripture, a method of Soul Possession.

He had taken an unorthodox path. Instead of possessing a human, he had journeyed across mountains and rivers to Mo Long Cave, where he found a giant python possessing an ancient dragon-serpent bloodline.

He spent a hundred years eradicating its soul and awakening its bloodline, then took its body as his own vessel for Possession.

And the rewards had been immense!

A Demon Beast’s lifespan far exceeded a human’s. Nourished by its powerful qi and blood, he was even stronger than before the Possession.

But this had always been his secret alone, known to absolutely no one.

’How could this person possibly know in such detail!?’

’Who on earth is he?’

’This man...’

The Water Ape King’s heart grew guarded as he sensed an indescribably immense threat.

He trusted his instincts completely, and now his heart hammered in his chest. The urge to retreat began to surface.

"To each their own. There’s nothing inherently wrong with choosing to be human or demon. But to become a demon only to feast on humans, penning them like livestock for torture and slaughter..."

"...that is a grievous sin."

Su Bai’s expression was cold and detached; he had already perceived everything that had transpired here.

"You truly deserve to die!"

As his voice drifted, the five figures stepped forward in unison.

"A mere incarnation thinks it can kill me?"

"Do you think you’re the Netherworld Venerable Master!?"

The moment the five figures stepped forward, Qi Molong, high in the air, could not stop himself from attacking.

"If you could truly kill me, why send five incarnations?"

A roiling black mist coalesced into a jet-black giant python, which let out a screech and dove down!

Endless killing intent surged forth.

Although the Daoist’s words were calm, they contained an undeniable killing intent, letting him know that this matter would not end well.

If he didn’t strike, he would die!

If he struck, there was at least a sliver of a chance to survive!

But the next moment, as the five figures stepped forward in unison, the mountains themselves began to shake.

The dominion over the region’s mountains and Earth Veins instantly changed hands, and the Boxing Saint Map enveloping everything erupted with an even more brilliant light.

For a time, a seven-colored light flowed between heaven and earth, like a sea of rainbows that submerged the entire Mo Long Cave.

Even the great sun, just beginning to rise on the horizon, could not rival the colors of this moment.

"Five incarnations?"

From within the swirling, seven-colored radiance, Su Bai’s voice sounded, tinged with a hint of boredom:

"You’re overthinking things."

’This is bad!’

As Su Bai’s calm voice drifted by, an alarm blared in the Water Ape King’s mind.

He instantly retreated several thousand yards.

The next moment, the spot where he had just stood was completely pierced by an immeasurably thick, five-colored pillar of golden light.

BOOM!

Qi Molong felt as if he had been struck by lightning!

A tremendous roar instantly flooded his Heart Sea, shaking his Divine Spirit to its core.

In the vast sky above, ten thousand thunderbolts seemed to roll as one.

The five-colored pillar of light whistled forward, as immense as a mountain, scattering the endless smoke and dust.

Then, the five colors dimmed and the black and white receded, revealing its true form.

It was a hand, as luminous as the moon, as crystalline and flawless as a gem—no Jade in this world could compare!

The moment this hand appeared, all the wind and thunder between heaven and earth seemed to vanish.

Among the thousands of ravines, the vision of countless greater and Little Demons went black the instant they looked up, and they lost all perception of the outside world.

They felt only an immeasurably grand, vast, and coldly indifferent aura cascade down from all directions, filling everything.

It dominated their very senses!

In that moment, terror gripped every demon. It was as if an invisible hand had seized their hearts, making it impossible to breathe.

It felt as if they would be crushed to death in the very next instant!

"Damn it!!"

"You won’t kill me!"

The pressure was immense even from an unknown distance. For Qi Molong, who bore the brunt of it, his eyes felt as if they would split from their sockets. He was overcome by an unprecedented sense of crisis.

He couldn’t help but let out a furious roar.

He instantly burned every shred of Demon Qi in his body, feeding it all to his Feathered Transformation Dharma Aspect.

A thousand years of Cultivation, burned in an instant!

Utterly ferocious!

ROAR!!

Under such immense pressure, the already mountain-sized black python swelled rapidly like an inflating balloon.

In a mere instant, its body had expanded tenfold.

It was like a Dragon roaring through the Nine Heavens!

A fight to the death!

He was putting his life on the line!

Qi Molong was incredibly decisive. He instantly burned all his Demon Qi, squeezing every last drop of power from his body’s bloodline!

Before his furious roar even faded, he had transformed into a violent, colossal python of unknown length and charged downwards.

He smashed forward without hesitation!

BOOM!

The next instant, a world-shaking collision erupted.

The ripples from the collision radiated outward like an apocalyptic tide, surging in all directions and filling the world.

To the naked eye, clouds of dust scattered in every direction. Wherever the ensuing hurricane passed, countless trees and plants were ripped up by their roots.

The surrounding mountain peaks groaned under the strain, nearly collapsing.

"AHH!"

"ROAR!"

"NO!"

In the mountains, an untold number of Demon Beasts screamed as they were utterly crushed to ash by the immense force of the impact.

"What kind of Divine Technique is this..."

Amidst the terrifying shockwave, the Water Ape King shielded his group of Demon Soldiers and muttered to himself.

Even now, he hadn’t sensed the slightest fluctuation of Heaven and Earth Essence Qi.

This person’s Divine Techniques belonged to none of the known paths—not Daoist, Buddhist, Demonic, Ghostly, or Evil!

In his several thousand years of life, he had never seen such Divine Techniques or Cultivation Techniques.

At this thought, he couldn’t help but retreat another hundred miles before raising his head to look, his expression grave.

He saw mushroom clouds rising. Amidst the churning blast waves, that flawless, jade-white hand effortlessly crushed the roiling Demon Qi.

And with casual ease, it slapped down upon the great serpent’s head!

SMACK!

An indescribable force erupted. In less than an instant...

...Qi Molong’s Demon King body, forged and tempered over a thousand years...

...had already disintegrated!

It bloomed across the sky like a colossal Blood Lotus, then dissolved into an endless rain of blood that poured down from above.

With just a single palm.

Qi Molong, the terrestrial Demon King who had dominated the Eastern Continent for a thousand years, right in his own lair...

...was crushed with a single blow!