Master of Strange Dao

Originally, he could split into countless parts. If not for the power of the ancient contract back then, how could he have been completely suppressed in the darkness?

However, after the Heavenly Demon King appeared, what he sensed was not the countless cultivators who had lost their Qi, no more than fish on a chopping board, but desolation. Amidst that desolation, there was only a faint demonic aura.

And more than that, it was a strange aura that made him feel uncomfortable all over, a gathering of the aura of an unseen living being.

The only living person was Yu Ziqing, standing atop the White Bone Divine Bridge, holding a broom of seven-colored glow, clearly not someone easy to mess with.

But as long as they were alive, it was worth a try.

A wisp of black smoke split from the Heavenly Demon King quietly approached from below. This black smoke, without any fluctuation of power, passed through Yu Ziqing's soles and directly entered his body.

Unfortunately, by the time he sensed something wrong, it was too late.

Yu Ziqing hadn't made a move yet. The Carefree Sky, hidden in Yu Ziqing's left boot, was already face-to-face, eye-to-eye with the part of the Heavenly Demon King that had split off.

The Carefree Sky sneered, directly wrapping around this wisp of the Heavenly Demon King, firmly suppressing it there.

The Carefree Sky followed Yu Ziqing every day and was long accustomed to Yu Ziqing's aura. Besides, Yu Ziqing wouldn't really, during a burst of power, shake the Two Devils to death.

But how would this wisp of the Heavenly Demon King receive such treatment? Already beaten and its power scattered, this wisp, being quite weak, dared to infiltrate Yu Ziqing, only to be suppressed immediately by the aura.

The Carefree Sky's eyes were green with envy, for he knew it was an opportunity given by Yu Ziqing. Otherwise, with Yu Ziqing in his current state, this wisp of Heavenly Demon King would have been dispersed upon approaching.

The Carefree Sky wanted to usurp the throne, to become the Heavenly Demon King himself. This moment was the crucial beginning.

With its mouth wide open, the Carefree Sky wrapped around this wisp of the suppressed Heavenly Demon King, devouring it bit by bit.

As long as this wisp of the Heavenly Demon King is devoured, he will truly have the opportunity to inherit the rank of the Heavenly Demon King.

Because within this wisp of the Heavenly Demon King, there lies a wisp of rank.

Yu Ziqing looked at the swirling black smoke in the sky, reached out and grabbed a wisp, his face assuming the form of a hungry ghost, and directly devoured it.

"Heavenly Demon King? Can you still escape?"

In an instant, the Heavenly Demon King felt that he had picked up one wisp and lost a part, and another part was gradually disappearing.

No longer caring about things not going as planned or the door opening in the Abyss, he split into countless wisps of black smoke to escape.

Even though the Abyss Rift Valley was close at hand, the hungry ghost aura permeating there had already soaked every inch, making him too afraid to pass through.

The Heavenly Demon King fled, and Yu Ziqing did not pursue, as he couldn't catch up with all the split forms of the Heavenly Demon King now.

Now, he only wanted to keep Cha Wang here forever.

Wounding ten fingers is never as effective as breaking one.

Forced to this point, no matter what, today he must utterly kill one, especially Cha Wang, who still decisively prepared and waited for his return despite knowing it couldn't be prevented.

This troublesome guy is the one that deserves the most attention.

This cunning man cannot be allowed to continue existing.

Yu Ziqing looked afar at Cha Wang's enormous figure, already tainted with a dense ominous aura.

Cha Wang let out a series of pained whispers; all his power began to truly erupt the moment he fused with his rank and condensed a new true form.

On Cha Wang's body, smallpox began appearing, the pustules breaking open, and wherever the pus flowed, new smallpox emerged.

On his dark skin, patches of white spots began appearing, and a foul odor gradually surfaced.

He screamed, enduring it, maintaining the door, hoping that those behind would quickly come out.

When his body was covered with ruptured smallpox, King Jiunian, looking like a pile of rotten meat squeezed out from a meat grinder, emerged from the door.

Having lost almost all strength, King Jiunian, without the slightest hesitation, directly disintegrated and scattered as demonic Qi to flee in all directions.

This is the first layer of the Abyss, the world of demons, where King Jiunian was most like a fish in water, fleeing the fastest.

And Cha Wang's massive form now began to shrink, like having countless diseases, or afflicted with the most terrible compound poison, everything was consuming him.

The obese and large body slowly reduced in size, the short and small limbs began to grow longer.

The whole body emitted a foul smell, slowly rotting, with his power continuously falling.

When his form shrank to just a few dozen feet tall, skin and bones like a sickly man unable to stand steadily, King Jiunian completely escaped.

And the demonic Qi transformed by the Crisis Devil King also spurted out from the portal in Cha Wang's abdomen.

The rotting pus had turned into streams flowing from above the portal, and the ominous poison and disease overlapped, forming a terrifying power that tainted the demonic Qi transformed by the Crisis Devil King.

The demonic Qi continuously gathered, rolling and screaming in agony.

Cha Wang, showing loyalty, tried hard to help the Crisis Devil King absorb those ominous forces, but it was too late.

When the demonic Qi transformed by the Crisis Devil King was completely ejected, entirely escaping the darkness, Cha Wang could no longer hold on, collapsing on the ground with a swirling mass of demonic Qi floating above his abdomen.