Infinite Professions

Such opponents cannot be spared!

If he cannot be slain today, once he transforms from Nascent Soul to Primordial Spirit in the future, no one in this realm will be able to stop him.

He must die!

Celestial Slaughter’s determination was fierce, the Demon God moved accordingly, and a line opened vertically at the center of his brows.

It was exactly...

"Great Dark Celestial, Demonic Flame Annihilates Dao!"

The Black Heaven Demon God stood with might, the celestial eye at his brows opened and revealed a divine light of destruction.

This was the Black Heaven Ultimate Form, a supreme destructive move!

Great Dark Celestial, God of Destruction, it is said that an eye lies at the center of this being’s brows, containing divine fire that can obliterate heaven and earth. The Six-Flame Demon Fire, the sect’s divine technique of the Black Demon Sect, was refined based on this.

Like the cultivator’s realms, magical techniques and divine techniques also have twelve realms, each containing three layers and a celestial layer, with realms one to three being basic, merely called magic, and realms four to six being intermediate, only small divine techniques, and only at the seventh realm can they be regarded as true divine techniques.

As for the great divine techniques, they belong to the realm of twelfth-level immortal demons, beyond the reach of mortal cultivators.

Today, relying on his Primordial Spirit Dharma Aspect, Celestial Slaughter unleashed the Dao-Annihilating Demon Fire of Great Dark Celestial, a seventh-rank skill, a true divine technique, and a destructive killing technique, capable of annihilating the Primordial Spirit and incinerating the Dharma Aspect.

Executing such a supreme move reveals a murderous intent!

"Boom!!!"

The celestial eye opened, the divine light struck, and the Dao-Annihilating Demon Fire descended like a meteor, transforming into a dark demonic mark between heaven and earth, indicating its power had surpassed the limits of heaven and earth, possessing the capability of breaking through and ascending.

Faced with such demon might, the swordsman remained undeterred, wielding his True Essence Magical Power, and suddenly demonic light soared skyward, transforming into a thousand-foot giant blade.

And then...

"Star-slaying!"

The swordsman wielded his blade in a thunderous strike, the thousand-foot demon blade slashed toward the firmament, directly clashing with the descending Dao-Annihilating Demon Fire.

"Bang!!!"

The Darklight Seventh Technique, the Star-slaying Blade, was not weak.

Yet facing this great dark divine technique, the heaven-obliterating Dao-Annihilating Demon Fire, it still could not withstand its power, the thousand-foot giant blade shattered thunderously, the Dao-Annihilating Demon Fire drove straight in, striking before the cultivator, colliding with the body of the demon saber, its power uncontrollable, crashing down like a meteor, plunging into the earth.

"Boom rumble!"

The earth quaked, dust and smoke arose, opening a massive crater, deep as a black abyss.

"What..."

"Defeated?"

Outside Hidden Sword Mountain, the eyes of the cultivators widened in astonishment and unexpected joy.

Fright needs no further explanation, it is Celestial Slaughter’s demon might; upon achieving the Primordial Spirit, already possessing such combat power, undoubtedly the first of the Demon Dao after antiquity.

As for joy...

"This Three Calamities Blade Demon is really just Nascent Soul?"

"The Primordial Spirit has not emerged, the Dharma Aspect unseen, it must be Nascent Soul!"

"With Nascent Soul’s body, possessing such strength, no wonder Celestial Slaughter harbored absolute murderous intent."

"If this person becomes Primordial Spirit, who in the world can stop him?"

"Alas, the Dao unachieved, the body perishing first!"

"Two demons fighting, one dead, one injured, a great opportunity!"

"Now that Celestial Slaughter’s demon ultimate form has just ended, it is indeed a state of waning energy and exhaustion..."

Though exploiting weakness is not the way of the orthodox Dao, the cultivators of the Mystic Sect could not resist shifting their gaze, looking toward the person atop the peak.

Yet, the swordsman stood with hands behind his back, unmoved.

Within Hidden Sword Mountain, the Demon God coldly stared, remaining vigilant.

Clearly, he too feared those outside the mountain would seize the opportunity to draw their swords.

However...

"Boom!!!"

As minds shifted, a sudden change occurred, a radiance erupted in the deep, dark abyss, instantly soaring skyward.

"Boom rumble!"

The earth trembled, winds and clouds changed colors, it was a blade gleam, majestically rising to tens of thousands of feet, like a celestial pillar piercing into the clouds, creating a spectacular scene of heaven and earth connected by a single line.

"How could this be!?"

Celestial Slaughter Demon Monarch’s pupils contracted, the Black Heaven Demon God quickly turned, lifting both arms to defend.

Yet what he saw was the tens of thousands of feet blade gleam sweeping down, opening a blood mark in the sky.

The Black Heaven Demon God’s raised arms, even withstanding the sweep of the blade gleam, and even the ground behind him was ravaged, mountains crumbled, a hundred-mile-long abyssal blade mark formed.

In the end, heaven and earth silent, the Demon God stood rigid.

"How! Is! This! Possible!"

Each word uttered in rage.

Then...

"Boom!!!"

A blood mark split open from within, dissecting the Demon God’s massive body, karmic fire blade gleams erupted, causing the Primordial Spirit Dharma Aspect to collapse layer by layer, bursting magnificently in the sky like fireworks.

"..."

"..."

"..."

In an instant, silence pervaded all directions, chilled with fear and speechless.

Outside Hidden Sword Mountain, the cultivators of the Mystic Sect stood frozen, their startled gazes distant. They saw only clouds of dust billowing, revealing a knife scar that spanned like an abyss, cleaving the hundred-mile expanse of the Hidden Sword Mountain Range, as if crafted by Immortal Demons, creating an extraordinary masterpiece.

At the end of the knife scar, at its origin, stood a solemn figure, with a Demon Saber stained with blood, adding another Primordial Spirit Soul.

Victory and defeat were already decided, life and death clear.

Celestial Slaughter Demon Monarch—dead!

Defeated and perished, leaving no trace, turned to dust, evaporated.

Gazing at that figure and the saber’s sharpness, it took the cultivators a long time to react.

"How is this possible?"

"What is going on?"

"He..."

The cultivators cried out, shocked beyond compare, even a few Nascent Soul Cultivators were taken aback, confused.

How could it be?

Hit by that Black Heaven Demon God’s Dao-Annihilating Demon Fire, surviving would have been miraculous; how could he strike back, re-wield the Demon Saber and defeat the opponent?

How does a Nascent Soul possess such ability?

If he had such ability, why did he hold back earlier, allowing that Dao-Annihilating Demon Fire a chance to harm him?

Was it merely for this reversal, a satisfaction of playing weak to prey on the enemy unexpectedly?

Or perhaps...

"Hiss!!!"

On the Golden Ship of Calamity, Mei Daoist gasped, as if suddenly realizing something, his expression further horrified.

"Brother Dao?"

The South Sea Earth Nuns were also startled, coming to their senses, casting questioning glances at him.

"Ha!!!"

Mei Daoist took a deep breath, then spoke: "This person is not ordinary!"

"Before achieving Primordial Spirit, without forming a Dharma Aspect, his cultivation is indeed that of a Nascent Soul."

"Yet his Nascent Soul is not ordinary, possessing extraordinary skills, with combat strength comparable to a Primordial Spirit. Against the Celestial Slaughter Demon, even if he cannot win, he can easily protect himself."

"The reason he didn’t protect himself earlier, suffering greatly from the Dao-Annihilating Demon Fire, is because he harbored a killing intent, an intent to kill Celestial Slaughter."

"Celestial Slaughter Demon emerged from the Celestial Demon Palace, practiced the Heavenly Demon Great Method, knew Void Dao, and possessed a Second Primordial Spirit with numerous survival techniques. Had there been a clash of ultimate skills earlier, mutual cancellation would make it difficult for him to kill Celestial Slaughter Demon in one blow."

"Given the demon’s personality, surviving a strike would alert him to hide his power. Using the Heavenly Demon Great Method to escape into the void, even he would struggle to trap him."

"Therefore, he feigned weakness, willingly suffering from Celestial Slaughter Demon’s Dao-Annihilating Demon Fire, then launched an ultimate strike for a counterkill. As Celestial Slaughter Demon finished his ultimate form, weakened, he couldn’t resist the ensuing killing techniques and was slain by him in one stroke."

"His lethal technique’s might is terrifying; Celestial Slaughter Demon, though weakened, wasn’t entirely drained. Yet he was still slain in such manner, with no chance to use the Second Primordial Spirit’s death substitution method."

"With the body of a Nascent Soul, enduring a frontal blow from the Dao-Annihilating Demon Fire and still able to counterkill with such absolute form, such cultivation, such combat strength... could he be a True Demon’s reincarnation, a Great Power rebuilt?"

Those words led to a chilling conclusion, causing the South Sea Earth Nuns and others to pale further.

As Nascent Soul Cultivators, they discerned a bit of the truth, but only a bit—it wasn’t as thorough as Mei Daoist’s insight, nor had they anticipated such an astounding possibility.

A True Demon rebuilt?

A Great Power reincarnated?

Where would this True Demon or Great Power come from?

After ancient times, haven’t Immortal Demons all ascended to the Upper Realm? How could they return to reincarnate in Taiyuan?

Amidst the cultivators’ astonishment and doubt...

"Boom!"

The Demon Saber rose, breaking through the void, rushing outside the mountain, targeting the swordsman at the peak directly.

"Master!?"

Zhong Yuxiu’s expression changed, Long Yupan, Wang Po, and others grew tense.

Only the swordsman remained unmoved, cold eyes fixed on the incoming figure.

"Next, it’s your turn!"

The Sword Demon charged, assuming an invitation to battle posture: "Come, let’s fight to our hearts’ content!"

"Injured body, what’s the point of fighting?"

The Swordsman folded his arms, refusing to engage: "Let’s set a war treaty, then decide once more, life and death without regrets!"

"Spirit!"

"As expected from my chosen opponent!"

The Sword Demon laughed, setting the war treaty: "Three years later, Xuanxiao Mountain, Wind Cloud Peak!"

"Agreed!"

The Swordsman responded generously: "Sword and Blade Duel, life without regrets, death without remorse!"

"Hahaha!"

The Sword Demon laughed, soared, and disappeared under their startled gazes in an instant.