Everyone was stunned. Had the mighty Destruction Demon been shattered by a single punch? Soon, ten paces from the Old Dragon, a figure slowly materialized—it was the Destruction Demon, who should have been pulverized into dust...
"Pfft..." A mouthful of dark-gold blood sprayed from the Destruction Demon's lips; he was clearly severely wounded...
"I didn't expect your cultivation to be so profound. Everyone, stop hesitating, let's attack together!" the Destruction Lord uttered calmly, though a scorching light ignited in his usually placid eyes...
It was a fighting spirit, one that had been absent for ages. Among the Seven Great Demon Lords of the Abyss, though all had reached the 'Yu' level, the Destruction Demon's cultivation was distinctly a cut above the rest. Thus, even the other Lords rarely stirred his battle lust. But now, facing an opponent in the mortal realm who was clearly stronger than himself, excitement was inevitable.
Demons knew nothing of chivalry; so despite his blazing battle intent, he had no thought of a fair one-on-one fight. He knew this Old Dragon before him could not be handled by him alone.
As the Destruction Lord spoke, a scorching light flared in the eyes of the others as well, and streams of black radiance burst forth from their forms—the energies of Devour, Fear, Fury, Nightmare, Ruin, Greed, and Destruction erupted simultaneously...
The heavens were no longer the heavens of moments before; the earth was no longer the earth it had been...
The entire world consisted only of endless darkness—a dark void without light, without heat, without life, without anything...
Yet, Ye Jingyu could clearly perceive everything between the Seven Great Demons and the Old Dragon...
"You little ones, watch closely!" Facing the overwhelming aura of the Seven Great Demons, the Old Dragon turned and spoke toward Ye Jingyu and the others hovering in the void, before taking a deliberate step forward...
In this chaotic space, the passage of time and the rotation of space ceased to exist. Ye Jingyu watched as the Old Dragon arrived in the center of the Seven Lords...
He raised his right hand and struck out toward the Fear Demon, whose face was grim and cold. Instantly, Ye Jingyu saw a ball of golden light flash within the pitch-black void, a light that sliced through the black void like a blade, splitting it in two.
A cry of pain escaped the Fear Demon's lips, followed by the sight of his body being cleaved into halves...
As the other Demons prepared to retaliate, the Old Dragon instantly unleashed six forms: a punch, a palm strike, a claw, a kick, a stomp...
These were simple moves, techniques even an ordinary person could execute effortlessly, but none could wield them with the flawless perfection the Old Dragon displayed...
True perfection, utterly without flaw...
The Demons of Devour, Nightmare, Destruction, and the others were all knocked flying simultaneously. Except for the force of Destruction that struck the Old Dragon's shoulder, the attacks of the other Demons hadn't even fully materialized...
Witnessing this, Ye Jingyu was speechless. These were the Seven Demon Lords, apex beings at the 'Yu' level! Each Lord alone was capable of wiping out the entire mortal realm, yet now, these seven immensely powerful Demons were repelled by a single move from the Old Dragon...
How immense was his true strength?
Xiao Tao Tao and Ni Bo stared fixedly at the Old Dragon, especially at the few moves he had just executed, as if they were grasping some profound secret.
These were Dragon Clan battle techniques, genuine arts belonging only to the Dragon race. Xiao Tao Tao, being skilled in various divine abilities, wasn't overly interested in these martial techniques. But in Ni Bo's eyes burned a light far hotter than that in the eyes of the Demon Lords like Destruction...
The Old Dragon's movements were, in his sight, like those of a meticulous teacher, instructing him one technique after another...
Dragon Clan Battle Technique: Heaven-Shattering Seven Absolutes...
Apparently enraged by being driven back by a single move, the faces of the Seven Great Demons darkened. It was fortunate that besides Ye Jingyu, whom even they couldn't touch, there were no other witnesses present, or these seven Demons would surely have moved to silence everyone first...
"Spear of Great Ruin..." the Ruin Lord roared, and immediately a black spear materialized in his hand—a spear forged entirely from the energy of Ruin, against which nothing could stand...
He thrust it forward with one hand, and the black spear shot out like a meteor directly toward the Old Dragon's body. The Old Dragon smiled faintly, raising a hand to merely tap the black spear...
With a "Hiss..." sound, his finger touched the spear, causing the entire black weapon to shatter. Boundless Ruin energy scattered in all directions, but here in the void, there was nothing left to destroy...
As for the Old Dragon's body, it remained entirely unharmed...
However, the Ruin Lord showed no sign of disappointment, for black spears continued to materialize endlessly in his hands, launching wave after wave at the Old Dragon. His expression was utterly vicious, especially the long scar across his face, twisting like an earthworm...
The meteors instantly turned into a rain of fire. The Old Dragon's expression finally shifted, though it was nothing more than a slight furrow of his brow...
He swept his hand across the void, and a golden shield of light materialized around him, enveloping him completely. The black spears bombarded the golden shield as if they were free ammunition...
"Rumble..." Immense force continuously slammed against the golden shield. Ripples spread across the shield, but there was no sign of damage. Instead, the powerful rebound force jarred the Old Dragon backward...
The Devour Demon also attacked. In the small boy's hands appeared a black orb of light, which he pushed forward with his seemingly delicate palm...
The black orb shot out and instantly slammed onto the golden shield. Unlike the Ruin Spears, the orb did not explode; it clung to the shield like a glob of thick glue...
Black light flickered continuously, and faint layers of energy could be seen being drawn into the black sphere...
Devour, the power of consumption.
The Old Dragon's brow furrowed tighter. Suddenly, he raised his right hand, intending to point at the small boy, but a colossal figure already towered above him...
It was the tall Fury Demon. His face contorted in rage, fists clenched, he dropped from the sky, slamming fiercely toward the Old Dragon, violent energy surging around him...
The Old Dragon was forced to redirect the arm aimed at the small boy to meet the Fury Demon descending from the sky...
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