Qian Jin smiled and raised his palm, reaching for the two demons retreating before him. His open hand was quiet and casual, slow, steady—it was the cosmos itself; if he wished to grasp a meteor, he could easily hold it in his hand. Everything was merely a piece on the board in his hand; he could play as he pleased.

The two Great Demons, having awakened their Ultimate Bloodline Power, felt an overwhelming urge to evade capture. At this moment, Qian Jin finally awoke, and his three Great Battle Souls miraculously fused into one! The ferocious pressure of this power nearly crushed the square into dust.

That massive fire-red Battle Soul maintained the appearance of Uncle Fabredis, but it suddenly shifted between intense red and gold light, with streams of electricity coiling and surging around its body, as if transformed into a sky-god controlling thunder, yet still clutching a warhammer in hand! That was Qian Jin’s War Hammer Battle Soul! Now, the War Hammer Battle Soul was wielded by Fabredis, radiating an unparalleled divine might!

The Demon King’s fusion of two Battle Souls was already suffocatingly powerful, but now Qian Jin comprehended everything, and his three Great Battle Souls finally merged into one—this outcome was far beyond the concept of one plus one plus one equaling three. “Qian Jin, I must thank you for making me comprehend the Supreme True Demon and breaking through the Ultimate Awakening state.” The Demon King finally pulverized Chekflit’s sword python, and at this moment, wielding the might of thirty magic towers, he roared down: “Behold my Supreme True Demon Empire.” Qian Jin looked up at the crushing strike descending upon him. He swept his wrist, enveloping everyone in Battle Qi, and with a subtle shift of his myriad shadows underfoot, his body vanished from where he stood.

The entire ground bore the brunt of the Demon King’s power, mixed with the strength of thirty magic towers; it instantly collapsed, fractured, and sank, forming a bottomless pit—the infinite wind pressure sucked all the surrounding dust into the void, and the sky appeared brighter than ever before. “Trying to leave?” The Demon King advanced step by step, flipping his wrist. Seventy magic towers ignited within the Fallen City, and endless demonic energy awakened the demon mages, who poured their power into the towers.

In an instant! The grand magic array forged beneath the earth of the Fallen City over countless years began to flash with dazzling light. Various powers converged into the Demon King’s hand; this rare confluence of strength meant that combat technique was no longer the issue; merely mastering this power, which could erupt at any moment through sheer will, rendered him invincible!

Even the Ultimate Bloodline Power could only be beaten to death before this vast force. Magic elements, Battle Qi energy, the intent of the Supreme True Demon, and the power of the Jiangshan Civilization merged, creating a force immeasurably beyond lightning, enveloping Qian Jin in the greatest torrent. “The mixture births everything; the chaos destroys everything!

Everything comes from chaos, and everything returns to chaos.” This was the first move Qian Jin had made since awakening. No one knew what he had truly understood, only he knew that during his time in Feng Province, observing the evolution of the Primordial wilderness, the struggles between humans and demons, the destruction and birth of stars—his entire being felt immersed within the stars, receiving an infusion of history as seen by the cosmos itself, the very essence of chaos. “My total Battle Qi is inferior to yours, but I can shatter your attack.” Within Qian Jin’s body, the Life-Death Battle Vein apertures fused completely, becoming indistinguishable from one another, perfectly melding the history of destructive chaos with the history of a newly born star.

“Battle Qi can split, can generate friction, and can explode. The power of an explosion is far greater than the expected might. But explosion and splitting are uncontrollable.

When they enter a controllable state, the destructive power can be enhanced further—just like the disorder of chaos, which no one could master. But if it can be mastered, it becomes another state.” Qian Jin spoke like the wisest sage, articulating eternal truths. The newly formed Mixture surged forward from the initial explosion and friction; with every inch it advanced, the power generated by explosion and friction would increase by another fraction.

This enhancement was no longer based on the energy supplied by Qian Jin but was the self-growth of these forces as they flew outward. Qian Jin was more like a farmer who planted a seed of releasing power. This seed ceaselessly grew, flowered, and bore fruit as it progressed, then fell to the soil to sprout anew, bloom more flowers, and bear more fruit—creating a cycle of endless life, prosperity, and development for humanity, or perhaps for all things in the world.

This development transcended human control; even gods could not grasp it! All they could do was watch from the side, learn, and comprehend. The entire civilization and history of the demon race were but a minuscule fraction within this grand cycle, like a single grain of wheat in a vast field.

Qian Jin launched his punch, sweeping the others with Battle Qi without looking back as they swiftly moved on, murmuring softly, “Bu’er, use spatial movement to take all of us.” “Understood!” Duan Feng Bu’er activated his Instantaneous Movement domain, flickering and leaping frequently within the Fallen City, making it difficult even for the Demon King to lock onto their precise location. The clash of ultimate powers gradually revealed a winner; Qian Jin’s power held a slight advantage. The strong demon experts were stunned.

Since Qian Jin was still superior to His Majesty the Demon King, why retreat? This was the chance to eliminate all of the demon race’s strongest experts in one go. “After all that enlightenment, you’re only this much stronger?” Duan Feng Bu’er asked speechlessly while leaping.

“Haven’t fully digested it?” “No!” Qian Jin stared at the awakening magic towers, speaking softly, “Faster. If all the magic towers in the Fallen City awaken, we will face their accumulation of countless years. Escaping then might truly cost us dearly.” Duan Feng Bu’er nodded repeatedly.

The Fallen City held easily a thousand magic towers, both hidden and visible. If all were activated, it would be terrifying. If the Demon King acted as the central anchor, even if Qian Jin escaped, whether the others could flee was questionable.

This was, after all, the demon territory. The Demon King’s bearing was not that of an ordinary person or demon; he would never care whether a fight against Qian Jin was one-on-one or a free-for-all. He would mobilize every single resource to kill Qian Jin.

One-on-one? The Demon King knew very well that no one could truly defeat this freak Qian Jin. He could only rely on other advantages to utterly crush him.

At this moment, Duan Feng Bu’er utilized his intuition to the maximum. After every flash, no one knew if he intended a full-speed dash, a short spatial jump, or which direction he planned to flee. Having achieved Ultimate Awakening, he possessed ample Battle Qi to sustain long-distance instant travel.

Although the Fallen City was vast, it shrank before the eyes of an Ultimate Awakened expert. After several movements, they appeared at the edge of the Fallen City. Just as the Demon King prepared to strike, Duan Feng Bu’er burst out of the Fallen City.

By then, over three hundred magic towers had already awakened. Seeing the awakening towers, everyone let out a collective sigh. If they had delayed even slightly longer, even if the Demon King couldn’t defeat Qian Jin using the magic towers, he would have been held long enough for more towers to awaken, making their escape impossible.

The True Saint experts of the demon race were dumbfounded. They escaped! Qian Jin and his small group had fought their way straight through the demon territory, rescued the Demon Princess, and fled with the demon girl from the Fallen City—a place riddled with traps and powerful magic arrays, all under the personal direction of the Demon King!

Moreover, they had slain several of the demon race’s True Saint experts! This! This completely rewrote the history of the demon race since the construction of the Fallen City!

Even an Ultimate Awakened expert could not enter and leave the Fallen City at will! Yet, today! Someone actually achieved it!

After killing several True Saints, they departed with everyone! Lucifer Star was furious, roaring in the direction where Qian Jin and the others vanished: “Chase!” “Chase?” The Demon King looked at Lucifer Star. “With what?

If you chase them, can you win?” Lucifer Star was momentarily speechless. If it weren't for the existence of the Fallen City, Qian Jin could have killed whomever he wanted among the assembled demons today. “Let him go.

Next time we meet him, we will certainly kill him!” The Demon King turned and walked toward the deep pit he had created earlier. “Star, you handle clean-up here for now. I have other matters.” Other matters?

Lucifer Star stared suspiciously at the Demon King’s retreating back. Yes, he was heading toward that place where countless special coffins were suspended! Lucifer Star had absorbed all of Ceyreg’s memories—and instantly recalled that while the myriad coffins were part of a magic array for the Heart of Lucifer, each coffin also contained a power, a power to annihilate everything.

The Demon King was disappearing now, clearly intending to seize all the coffins! To extract all that power! “No!

I’m coming too!” Lucifer Star flickered, ignoring the ruined state of the square, and secretly followed into the deep pit. His silhouette flickered within the pit, and suddenly, an overwhelmingly powerful force erupted from below. Lucifer Star’s body curled into a shrimp shape as he was blasted out of the pit and high into the sky.

From within the pit, the Demon King’s voice echoed: “Star, I forgive you for killing the Crown Prince. Don’t think I wouldn’t commit the act of a father killing his son.” Lucifer Star hovered in the air, glaring hatefully at the pit, raising a hand to wipe the blood from his mouth. His handsome face contorted into that of the ugliest demon.

He had achieved the Ultimate Awakening he dreamed of, only to be suppressed time and again. Now, even his father, the Demon King, had attacked him. “Star, give me your power!” In the void, Lucifer Zenshi, who had competed for the Heart of Lucifer that day and taken one-tenth of its essence, appeared behind Lucifer Star like a cloud of gray smoke.

His hand slammed onto the back of Lucifer Star’s neck. The next moment! Hundreds of thick, vine-like, soft gray tubes erupted from Lucifer Zenshi’s body, piercing into the completely unprepared Lucifer Star.

The change was too swift! All of Lucifer Star’s focus was fixed on the Demon King. His Ultimate power had just been shattered by the Demon King’s single blow, leaving his body and spirit at their most vulnerable when ambushed.

“Lucifer Zenshi! How dare you! Seeking death!” Lucifer Star felt his internal power draining rapidly.

His Ultimate Bloodline Power suddenly erupted again, violently pulling back the lost power and life essence: “Trying to devour me, Lucifer Zenshi! Watch me devour you! The combined power of our three brothers will surely surpass all demons!” “Star, you want to devour me?

Do you know the immense power I have gained? Submit to me obediently.” Gray undead emblems shone on Lucifer Zenshi’s forehead, one glowed at his throat, and two more shone on the backs of his hands. The gray emblem lights increased rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, Lucifer Zenshi was blazing with sixteen undead emblems. His skin instantly turned ashen gray, and two more undead emblems formed in the pupils of both eyes—a total of eighteen emblems! The clear sky instantly turned endless shades of gray.

For every emblem that flashed on Lucifer Zenshi’s body, his power increased by a fraction. With eighteen emblems shining, Lucifer Zenshi’s power was entirely comparable to the Ultimate Awakened Lucifer Star! Or perhaps!

Even stronger than Lucifer Star! No! Not stronger!

Lucifer Zenshi’s power was roughly equal to Lucifer Star’s at full strength, perhaps even slightly inferior. But Lucifer Star had first sustained a minor injury from Chekflit, then fought Duan Feng Bu’er, and moments ago, he had been blasted directly into the sky from the depths of the earth by the nearly invincible Demon King with a single punch, sustaining considerable bodily damage. His strength was actually slightly weaker than Lucifer Zenshi’s now.

Furthermore, Lucifer Zenshi had initiated the attack with a sneak assault, absorbing a significant amount of Lucifer Star’s vital essence, instantly pushing Lucifer Star—the most talented demon warrior of the younger generation of Lucifer—into a disadvantageous position. “Qiao Zu! What are you still watching?!” Lucifer Star resisted with all his might.

“Aren’t you coming to save this Prince!” “Qiao Zu! Stay right where you are! This is a matter for the Royal Family; even if you are Ultimate Awakened, it’s not for you to interfere!

Otherwise, after I consume Lucifer Star, I’ll kill you too!” Lucifer Zenshi coldly snapped, his face grim. The inherent arrogance of a Prince, mixed with the oppressive aura of the undead, effectively froze the Ultimate Bloodline Demon Warrior Qiao Zu in place. “Lucifer Zenshi!

Where did you acquire such an evil power?” Lucifer Star tried desperately to rip out the strange vines piercing his body, but these tubes possessed an indescribable stubbornness. In an instant, his robust body began to show a sickly thinness; his bulging muscles started to deflate, and his glowing skin accumulated wrinkles of age. “Lucifer Star, you devoured our brother!

Today, I will avenge the Crown Prince! Be willingly consumed by me! Dedicate everything you have to the great Lucifer Zenshi!

I will become a True God!” Lucifer Zenshi’s eighteen undead emblems formed a cloud of gray shadow, completely enveloping the two demons. No one could see their condition inside. The demons could only hear the most agonizing screams emanating from Lucifer Star.

Simultaneously, an aura of awakened Bloodline Power soared toward the sky from the ground pit, a powerful punch pressure, a hundred times fiercer than a volcanic eruption, shot straight up. At this moment, the gray clouds dominating the sky could no longer hold sway. Before the punch pressure, they were fragile and weak.

In an instant, the clouds were blown away and scattered. Lucifer Zenshi spread his three pairs of wings—gained through Ultimate Awakening—in the air; the gray feathers were not the normal black. The Demon King’s strike sent him recoiling back a full thousand meters.

“Dear Father, killing one’s son is a very distasteful thing,” Lucifer Zenshi hovered in the air, gently moving his wrist. He hadn't quite adjusted to the sudden surge of Ultimate Bloodline Power, and the undead emblems on his body, amplified by the power boost, could return to the Ancient Desolate Sand Sea to embed even more, gaining greater strength. “Zenshi, I know you obtained the power of the Undead in the forest,” the Demon King’s voice sounded from the pit.

“You were always my favorite. I thought the pride in your blood would overcome the Undead’s control over you. It seems you have disappointed me.

Go back and tell your master that the day I emerge from seclusion will be the moment I sweep across the Humans, Demons, and Barbarians. At that time, the Undead will also be shattered by my iron fist.” “Respected Father Demon King,” Lucifer Zenshi replied with a sinister smile, “I believe we shall soon reunite as father and son. Since you intend to utilize those coffins made by the Undead, I assume you will also become deeply engrossed in their greatness.

By then, you will become one of us, and the glory of the Undead will shine across the entire Endless Continent!” “The noble Fallen Angel Bloodline Demon Warriors will never submit to any power,” the Demon King’s kingly voice boomed like rolling thunder. “I! Will stand above all!

I am the Emperor!” Lucifer Zenshi flickered in the air, flying higher and farther away. His gray wings, illuminated by the sun, looked like world-ending demons, bringing eternal disaster. “Father, when I return from the Ancient Desolate Sand Sea, your son will bring you ample surprises.

Even if you merge with the power of those coffins, before my emblems, you will be as fragile as a child.” In the shattered square, the True Saint experts who were once at the pinnacle beneath the stars stared blankly at the ruined battlefield. For a moment, they felt a sense of futility in having been born in this era. Three Fallen Angel Bloodline Demon Warriors of this generation had reached the Ultimate Awakening stage!

One of them was a Human-Demon hybrid! And one of the princes who reached Ultimate Awakening was actually consumed by another prince! “Let’s go.

Our ability to control the progress of this era has significantly diminished.” It was unclear which demon spoke that weary sentence, but all the demons nodded in agreement. Ultimate Awakening used to signify invincibility, but now there were gradations among the Ultimate Awakened—something unprecedented. Not to mention the strength displayed by an ordinary warrior.

“Let’s go. Prepare yourselves. The war between humans and demons is likely to begin in earnest.

I wonder how many of us will return alive.” The demons sighed once more. This time, Qian Jin, leading his small team, had smashed through the entire demon territory and rescued the Demon Girl right before countless experts, dealing the most severe blow to the morale of the entire demon race. Following this event, Qian Jin was completely transformed into the synonym for the invincible hero.

Any demon hearing Qian Jin’s name would feel an inexplicable fear, a feeling that extended even to the other members of his squad. Boom! A massive current of air, the aura of Ultimate Awakening, suddenly manifested far outside the Fallen City.

The colossal Three-Headed Golden Dragon Battle Soul soared into the sky. Even from a great distance, the terrifying power could be seen and felt. Awakened?

Another one awakened? The demon True Saint experts all felt a chill creeping up their spines. The True Virtue Imperial Dynasty was too terrifying!

These youngsters had awakened another one—wouldn’t they turn back to attack? The massive God of War Battle Soul immediately rose into the air as well, possessing the power of Ultimate Awakening. Although this Ultimate Awakening power seemed slightly inferior to the Three-Headed Golden Dragon, it was undeniably the power of Ultimate Awakening.

“They won’t actually turn back and attack, will they?” Some demon True Saints began to worry. With this lineup, perhaps a different leader wouldn't dare to turn back, but the leader here was Qian Jin, and this squad was full of lunatics! Even without anyone achieving Ultimate Awakening, they dared to smash through the demon territory and invade the Fallen City.

Now that two more had reached Ultimate Awakening, only Star knew if they would actually go mad. Would they risk death to destroy the Fallen City? With a thousand magic towers, plus the equally invincible His Majesty the Demon King, they might not lose against Qian Jin and his group, and could perhaps even manage to hold all these youths there if the city suffered heavy damage.

A rational leader might not make that choice, but Qian Jin was never the most rational person! If he were rational, he wouldn't challenge the Bloodline Warriors; if he were rational, he wouldn’t confront Zhan Xuan; and he certainly wouldn't have led his squad into the demon territory knowing full well the high probability of death.

"Go back and fight?" Li Dongfeng unleashed the power of his ultimate awakening, an invincible exhilaration boiling within his being. He looked at Qian Jin, brimming with excitement; if Qian Jin agreed to charge back, they would fight again!

Qian Jin turned his head, watching the gray undead power swiftly vanishing into the sky, and gently shook his head. "Without the undead lurking about, fighting back now would truly be an excellent choice. But now that the undead exist, we cannot let them take advantage of the situation. Let's return first and consolidate our gains."

Mu Nà Zhēn Cè lay slumped on Fén Tú Kuáng Gē's back, blood streaming continuously from his forehead. He had expended too much spiritual energy, especially from attempting to ambush the Demon King like an ant biting an elephant. Powerless, he opened his eyes. "Let's go back. After this trial, we will hold much more initiative on the Human-Demon Battlefield from now on. The Demon Race cannot possibly move the Fallen City onto the Human-Demon Battlefield itself."