Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Chapter 1541 (Raw 1523): Demonifying Sword

Di Wuque said, "Good. Do you see the three fighting against my master, the Celestial Demon Monarch, the Earth Demon Monarch, and the Shadow Demon Monarch? These three are all Primes, and the Celestial Demon Monarch is the main force. My master is spending most of his efforts on this particular Demon."

"He is the target?"

"That's right. The other two Primes are weaker. As long as we get rid of or severely injure the Celestial Demon Monarch, my master will have a chance to make a move by relying on the power of faith from billions of believers in the Deities' Nation."

Yan Shisan took a look at the situation of the battlefield. The whole place was roiling with overwhelming Demonic Qi. The Kunlun Realm's troop formation was completely disrupted.

Many factions that originally possessed strong combat prowess were scattered and could only beat a hasty retreat.

If this continued, they would soon get pushed back to the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring.

Yan Shisan nodded and said, "Very well, tell me what to do."

A fierce light shone in Di Wuque's eyes as he said, "My Myriad Heaven Divine Fist, Deities Descending, includes a forbidden art. I have never used it before. If I use the Deity Race's essence blood to ignite this forbidden art, I can surpass my limits and bring out thirtyfold of my combat prowess."

Yan Shisan frowned slightly as he said indifferently, "Your body can't take tenfold your combat prowess. With thirtyfold your combat prowess, even if you do not die, you will be crippled."

As the two chatted, they did not stop moving, their figures flickering continuously. Everywhere they passed, blood rained down. As long as a Demon Monarch did not appear, the other Demons would find it hard to stop these two when they worked together.

The fist light and sword light swept everything before them; anyone in their way died. The two did not get greedy for achievements. They rested often but never for more than fifteen minutes, never giving the Demons time to trap or surround them.

"Bang!"

With a casual punch, Di Wuque sent out many beams of divine light. Just one punch, and he directly made an Iron Demon explode. Even an Iron Demon could not withstand this fist light. This showed how much explosive power he had. After the nine-colored Emperor's Road, his physical body had undergone a metamorphosis.

"Haha! If the Kunlun Realm is lost and I survive, what difference will there be from being a cripple?" Di Wuque said indifferently, "You will have only one chance. I will use my forbidden art and create a chance for you, a chance to land one sword strike.

"Remember, only one sword strike. If you do not have that confidence, then don't bother playing along with me."

Yan Shisan casually swung his sword, lopping off the head of a Winged Demon. "Since you became famous, the entire world has feared you. However, I, Yan Shisan, have never feared you."

"Hahaha! Good! Good! Good! You are truly Yan Shisan, indeed. If that person had not appeared, you would probably have been my greatest opponent in this life."

Di Wuque laughed maniacally. The many beams of divine light that he had shot out all returned to his body.

Immediately, Di Wuque's aura became withdrawn, and his eyes hid the sharpest light of his life.

"Ka ca!"

Di Wuque's heart cracked, and a drop of his heart's blood spread out in his body. His eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and his long hair fluttered about, the white strands turning scarlet as if they were dyed in blood.

Yan Shisan closed his eyes as he returned his sword to its sheath, preparing to execute the most magnificent sword strike of his life—perhaps, the last sword strike of his life.

These two youths boldly wanted to assassinate a Prime. Furthermore, their target was the Celestial Demon Monarch, the strongest among the eighteen Demon Monarchs.

If such thoughts were known, everyone would laugh until their teeth dropped out.

However, this was what Yan Shisan and Di Wuque were planning!

"Myriad Heaven Divine Fist, Deities Descending!" Di Wuque shouted, and his entire body released a scarlet light. It looked like he turned into a demon and suddenly erupted out, becoming like a tornado.

The scarlet light scattered everywhere. This light contained Di Wuque's heart's blood, looking like countless droplets of blood raining down.

The dazzling scarlet light shocked the vast battlefield spanning five thousand kilometers. All the cultivators fighting, both from the Kunlun Realm and the Demonic World, felt an aura that was even more berserk than that of a Prime. Di Wuque was like a human-shaped volcano.

"It's him!"

Xing Jue, the personal disciple of the Heaven Punishing Corpse God who was leading the Corpse Race cultivators against the Iron Demons, was stunned on seeing this scene.

"It's Di Wuque!" Feng Wuji said with some disbelief.

"He is crazy. What is he trying to do?"

With one look, everyone could tell that Di Wuque was definitely about to use a forbidden art. Otherwise, his aura would never appear so terrifying.

"Celestial Demon Monarch, take a punch from me, Di Wuque!"

The Celestial Demon Monarch, who was currently fighting with the Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign, smiled coldly, entirely unconcerned. "You overestimate yourself."

Above the Deities' Nation, the Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign's body had grown to over three thousand kilometers tall as a result of the power of faith, appearing like a divine being.

"Forbidden art. The bloodline forbidden art…"

At this moment, the Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign's expression changed drastically. However, he could do nothing to stop what was about to happen.

Like a meteor streaking across the sky, a drop of divine light that looked like blood dripped on Di Wuque's body. The tenfold combat prowess of the Deities Descending expanded once more; this punch reached thirtyfold combat prowess.

"Pu ci!"

Space tore. Di Wuque seemed like he teleported, appearing in front of the Celestial Demon Monarch out of nowhere. Blood leaked out of his mouth as he punched amid loud laughter.

"Humph! You think you are fit to perish together with me?!"

The Celestial Demon Monarch felt slightly flustered in his heart. This fellow was actually aiming for mutual destruction. Without even thinking, he executed the Demonic Shadow Palm.

The Demonic God image appeared behind the Celestial Demon Monarch, vast Demonic Might immediately overwhelming Di Wuque's berserk aura.

Then the Celestial Demon Monarch threw a palm strike to welcome this punch.

"Boom!"

The energy in Di Wuque's body was extremely unstable in the first place. The instant the fist and palm met and the force spread out, his Golden Emperor Body exploded, and he died without a complete corpse.

Cracks appeared in the Demonic God image behind the Celestial Demon Monarch before it crumbled and disappeared.

"Pu ci!" The Celestial Demon Monarch's expression turned unsightly as he stumbled back a few steps and vomited blood.

Di Wuque's final punch actually contained a force that was slightly stronger than what a Prime's could, inflicting grave injury on the Celestial Demon Monarch.

"Wuque!"

The Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign goggled as he watched Di Wuque die before him. He simply could not accept this.

I have to retreat. The Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign will go crazy. I absolutely cannot withstand his attacks right now.

Horror surged up in the Celestial Demon Monarch's heart as he retreated hastily. The Earth Demon Monarch and the Shadow Demon Monarch reacted quickly, shielding the Celestial Demon Monarch and protecting him.

"Killing Sword Dao, Demonifying Sword!"

"Clang!"

Suddenly, a sword hum rang out, accompanied by ghostly wailing. Yan Shisan, who had his eyes tightly shut, opened them.

When he drew his sword and opened his eyes, he gave off an unparalleled sword intent.

Yan Shisan had been practicing the sword from the age of eight. Now, he was thirty years old. He had not taken the conventional path but a side path. He drew his sword only to kill.

"Killing Sword Dao's final sword, Demonifying Sword!"

Opening the eyes, drawing the sword, and demonifying. Yan Shisan's final sword strike contained overwhelming Demonic Qi—a Demonic Qi that could induce fear in all the Demon Monarchs.

The sword could no longer be controlled, dragging Yan Shisan into the air along with it.

The Celestial Demon Monarch, who was on guard against the Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign, could not react. This final sword strike, which came from behind him, lopped his head off.

What kind of sword could be this fast? What kind of sword could kill a Demon in one strike?

Only a Demon Sword. Yan Shisan's final sword strike was no longer under his control, transforming his sword into a Demon Sword.

The Celestial Demon Monarch died!

His head separated from his body, and his body started rotting. He died on the spot, not even having time for any final words.

The strongest of the eighteen Demon Monarchs died in the hands of two juniors from the Kunlun Realm. He would never have even dreamed of this. No matter how wild the imaginations of the Demonic World cultivators were, they would never have dreamed of this.

"I, Yan Shisan, do not have many friends. However, before I die, you, Di Wuque, are included among them."

Yan Shisan, whose eyes brimmed with boundless Demonic Qi, barely forced out a smile. Using his last shreds of rationality, he shook his hand hard, shattering the sword. Then, he stabbed the broken sword into his own Heart of an Emperor.

Demonifying Sword. With the last sword strike, Yan Shisan had stepped onto the Demonic Dao.

If he did not commit suicide, he would lose all his rationality, turning into a killing machine, a human-shaped demon.

After that, Life Essence flowed out of Yan Shisan's body as it slowly fell from the sky.

Two outstanding talents under only Xiao Chen in this generation of the Kunlun Realm fell in exchange for the head of the strongest Demon Monarch of the Deep Abyss Demonic World.

Many people silently shed tears, and their eyes turned bloodshot. Hatred surged in their hearts as they wished that they could kill all of this endless swamp of Demons.

The pain and grief in the Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign's heart were indescribable. However, he also understood Di Wuque's kind intentions. Di Wuque wanted to create a chance for him to make a move, to turn the tide of the battlefield.