Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 769 - 572 Prestigious Nobility of Ice Cold City

Chapter 769: Chapter 572 Prestigious Nobility of Ice Cold City

Behind Wang Yang, a vast expanse of sword rain ignited in the void, converging and piercing towards the Black-Robed Emissary!

Gah! Gah!

The Demon Crow let out an unbearably sharp screech as Demonic Qi burst from its body, its wings flapping as it shot forth in attack!

Sword rain and the Demon Crow clashed wildly, their Spiritual Power colliding within the void, resonating with thundering roars.

In an instant, between Wang Yang and the Black-Robed Emissary, dust and smoke rose in all directions, spreading far and wide.

"Pfft!"

It was unclear how long it lasted, but the Black-Robed Emissary let out a muffled groan, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"How is this possible? With such a wide range of Magic Techniques, the Spiritual Power within him doesn’t show any signs of exhaustion!"

The Black-Robed Emissary was internally shocked, for with his Earth Immortal Realm Cultivation Level, maintaining such an extensive array of Magic Techniques had already started to show signs of decline, yet Wang Yang’s Spiritual Power was still surging like the sea, endless and inexhaustible!

The Black-Robed Emissary had no idea that the Spiritual Power within Wang Yang was endless, and with the confrontation of Magic Techniques, he stood on an invincible position from the start.

"Hmph, I want to see how long you can keep this up!"

Seeing this scene, a cold smile played on Wang Yang’s lips. The bombardment with the wide-ranged Magic Techniques made it impossible to disengage; the moment the Black-Robed Emissary stopped his Magic Techniques, he would be annihilated by the sword rain, with nowhere to hide!

Granny’s death had left the Black-Robed Emissary completely isolated and without assistance. As time passed, he would inevitably be penetrated by Wang Yang’s sword rain.

In an instant, a decisive look flashed through the eyes of the Black-Robed Emissary. He wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, his lips moved slightly as he silently recited an Incantation.

"With my blood, I summon the Holy Soul of the Demon Ancestor, to the brink!"

Boom!

Behind the Black-Robed Emissary, a blood-red gate descended, and from within, a colossal blood-colored hand reached out, piercing into the back of the Black-Robed Emissary!

In that moment, the Life Force within the Black-Robed Emissary withered away, sucked dry by the bloodied hand, and with it, the blood-red gate slowly opened!

Wang Yang felt a power coming from beyond this world, crossing over. It felt somewhat familiar, as if it originated from the Great Desolation World!

"Blood Sacrifice to summon a deity? It seems he wants to perish together with me!"

Wang Yang could see that the Black-Robed Emissary was willing to sacrifice his own life with a Blood Sacrifice to the Demon God in order to make a final stand, to keep him here forever!

The clash of Spiritual Power and Magic Techniques had made the Black-Robed Emissary acutely aware of Wang Yang’s strength. If they kept going, even with a desperate fight to the death, Wang Yang would ultimately be the one to survive!

Wang Yang’s Magic Techniques were so defying it posed a serious threat to the plans of the Demon Clan. So, in the eyes of the Black-Robed Emissary, Wang Yang had to die!

Even if it meant sacrificing his own life!

The Black-Robed Emissary let out a pained howl as the blood-red gate vanished, and a wisp of the Holy Soul descended, entering his body!

The Demonic Armor on the Black-Robed Emissary cracked and shattered, exposing blood-red skin, upon which complex Runes were branded, flickering with blood-light.

A surge of vitality, as boundless as the sea, exploded from within the Black-Robed Emissary’s body,

An invisible oppressive force struck in an instant, causing even the Life Force within Wang Yang’s body to become momentarily disarrayed!

"For all of eternity, the Demon Clan shall reign supreme!"

"Heh! The cultivation methods of this world are flawed, you will probably need to adapt for a while. Unfortunately, it seems this body will only let you transcend for the duration of a single Incense Stick, what a pity!"

Feeling the suppressive force within him, Wang Yang let out a breath of relief. Never mind a mere wisp of a Demon God’s soul transcending, even if it were the real body, it would have to adapt and assimilate with the cultivation laws of this world to unleash its full power!

Otherwise, it would be like Wang Yang at the beginning, with the Spiritual Power accumulating in the Dantian, lying dormant like the dead sea.

"You actually understand the language of the Great Desolation World?"

"Not only that, but I also know the Demon-Sealing Art of the Great Desolation World. You transcending so rashly shows that your Cultivation Level is still insufficient, requiring far too much blood sacrifice to Breakthrough!"

"Well then, I’ll be taking this wisp of your Holy Soul!"

Wang Yang naturally could understand the language of the Great Desolation World, as his true self originated from there!

Even though it was only an incarnation that descended into this world, he had inherited the memories of the original body, especially the Magical Power Arts.

With a wave of his hand, Wang Yang made the sword rain pour down as his hands quickly formed Seal Gestures, displaying the Demon-Sealing Technique!

The sword rain, condensed from Earth Fire, bombarded the Black-Robed Emissary’s body, with blood-colored Runes lighting up to block all of the Earth Fire Power!

"You think such Technique can injure me?"

Even without merging the Spiritual Power, the Black-Robed Emissary, relying on his physique, could withstand ordinary techniques.

"Is that so? Then take a look at this Technique!"

A taunting voice from Wang Yang reached the ears of the Black-Robed Emissary who, upon seeing the Seal Gestures Wang Yang had formed, his expression dramatically changed!

"Who are you? How do you know the Daoist Demon-Sealing Art of the Great Desolation World?"

"An insignificant Demon God dares to question me?"

Hearing the other’s words, Wang Yang sneered with disdain. A Demon God that hadn’t even reached the Saint Realm had no right to speak to Wang Yang in the Great Desolation World!

One Qi Transforms into Three Purities!

Wang Yang’s arms spread wide as two silhouettes of Wang Yang, one black and one white, emerged from his body, the three forming a tripod, trapping the Black-Robed Emissary in the middle!

The black and white Wang Yangs formed Seal Gestures in unison and resonated with Wang Yang’s Gestures, as the ground was split in two in an instant, turning into a massive black and white Taiji Formation Diagram.

Black and white Yin Yang Fish swirled through the heavens and earth, as a powerful Sealing Force engulfed the void, descending upon them.

"Demons and sovereigns share the language of the heavens and earth; throughout the Four Seas and Eight Wastes, there exists a kill with no Wuji!"

The Black-Robed Emissary’s body blazed with frenzied Spiritual Power, the blood-colored Runes on his skin sparked to life, and a colossal Phantom of the Demon God stood tall in the void behind him!