Immortal Divine Tribulation

Chapter 183: Heaven-Slaying Demon Sealing



Chapter 183: Heaven-Slaying Demon Sealing



The Soaring Dragon Dynasty trembled violently for a moment, then fell silent again. A chilling gray mist surged out from the cave, exuding a terrifying evil aura. The demonic spirits above became even more ferocious, their expressions grotesquely menacing.


“What is this?!”


Even Xiang Yufei showed a shocked expression, let alone the others who trembled in fear, desperately swinging their weapons. For a moment, the sky was filled with ancient weapons, raining down like light. Although none were particularly powerful, the sheer number was indeed terrifying.


Clang!


However, when this massive array of weapons struck the demonic spirits, they only produced a clanging sound, as if striking metal.


“Open up, let us out!”


Many shouted, their hands and legs broken, utterly miserable, unable to withstand the hundreds or thousands of evil spirits. Dozens of demonic spirits weaved through the crowd, occasionally striking down, and many powerful cultivators were torn to shreds, unstoppable.


“Ah!”


A young man lay at the edge of the barrier, his eyes filled with terror, blood staining his body, his hand weakly reaching forward, only to be torn apart by several demonic spirits.


“Ah, save me, no!”


On the other side, a young and beautiful girl was caught by an adult zombie, screaming in despair, and then with a crunch, her neck was bitten through, her gaze slowly dimming, her struggling arms falling limply.


“Damn it!”


In the distance, Murong Qiu looked at this tragic scene, furious. She had tried several times to let the little creature in her arms intervene, but ultimately gave up; she didn’t want to bring trouble to it.


“We need to get out!”


Seeing all this, even Tian Fan, who was as hard-hearted as they come, couldn’t help but turn cold. His entire demeanor shifted as the Heaven-Slaying Demonic Art began to operate rapidly, a faint ghostly demonic aura spreading out. His eyes became as deep as black holes.


An unspoken oppression enveloped everyone’s hearts on this land. Thousands of zombies and demonic spirits all stopped, looking towards Tian Fan. On their ugly faces, an expression of extreme terror suddenly appeared, and they all trembled, deeply bowing down in that direction, touching their heads to the ground, not daring to move.


Dozens of demonic spirits were terrified, their cold green eyes flickering, the gray mist swirling chaotically around them. Their thick demonic legs trembled, and ultimately, they couldn’t hold back, all collapsing to the ground, trembling in fear.


This was the supreme magic of the demon realm—”Heaven-Slaying,” possessing the ability to dominate all evil spirits, for it was the unparalleled sacred art of the Demon Emperor, containing his will. Any demonic creature dared not defy it.


“Hmm, who is that? Why can’t I see clearly?!”


From afar, atop a massive palace, Long Aotian and the others noticed something unusual and looked in that direction. Golden light flickered in his eyes, but he could never see through; a faint mist enveloped Tian Fan, obscuring all detection.


“The aura of demons, such terrifying purity, I’ve never seen anything like it!” Beside him, the old national teacher shot out two beams of divine light from his eyes, his powerful aura causing Long Aotian to shiver.


Xiang Yufei, closest to him, felt a chilling dread. Fortunately, Tian Fan had immediately infused a trace of demonic essence into him, allowing him to adapt. He was somewhat dumbfounded as he led him along.


“Bad guy, your body is so cold!”


The little phoenix poked its head out, expressing its dissatisfaction. Tian Fan was taken aback, having forgotten the little creature was still on him. However, he wasn’t worried, as he saw the little one surrounded by a faint rainbow glow, blocking the chilling demonic aura. The phoenix clan was naturally a fire spirit body, completely unafraid of the cold.


“Roar…”


Suddenly, a massive roar erupted. There was another alien creature here, clearly more terrifying than the other demonic spirits, standing eight zhang tall with red hair, managing to suppress its trembling.


“Oh my god, how terrifying!”


The little phoenix exclaimed, swiftly hiding into Tian Fan’s clothing, wrapping itself tightly.


“This is a demonic spirit king at the early stage of the Primordial Unity!”


Behind, Xiang Yufei glanced at the little phoenix in surprise, then focused on the towering terrifying creature ahead, his expression growing serious.


This demonic spirit king was incredibly powerful. It roared to the sky, and the surrounding demonic spirits trembled, trying to rise, but upon seeing Tian Fan’s dark, cold pupils, they immediately lay back down, their heads lowering even further.


“Roar!”


The demonic spirit king let out an angry roar and charged at Tian Fan, its ten claws longer than chopsticks, sharper than divine swords, tearing through the void.


“You dare to resist?!” 


Tian Fan bellowed, like a thunderclap striking the opponent. His eyes, deeper than black holes, coldly stared ahead. The massive body of the demonic spirit king trembled, its eyes flashing with immense fear, ultimately collapsing to its knees before Tian Fan, bowing down.


“Reverse Demon Chaos, Seal!”


Tian Fan said in a low voice, his hands carving the “Seal” in the void. A faint ghostly demonic energy emanated from him, merging into the dark demonic patterns in the void, and finally, with a hiss, it was stamped onto the demonic spirit king’s forehead.


The demonic spirit king’s green eyes seemed to gain some human-like colors, bowing respectfully to Tian Fan, like a servant.


“Return to your domain, do not wander freely, and do not harm others without cause. Violators will die!”


The cold words echoed out, and a group of evil spirits continuously bowed to Tian Fan, then orderly retreated into the black cave.


“Let’s go, we’re getting out of here.”


Tian Fan returned to being the fresh and refined young man in white, smiling at Xiang Yufei, then walked towards Murong Qiu.


“Hmm, can you change again and show me?”


Murong Qiu poked Tian Fan with a finger, startling the two men behind him into a cold sweat. They would never forget the incident when Tian Fan bloodily slaughtered Windwood Ridge; he was the same then as he was now. The two were afraid he would get angry, knowing he was a demon ancestor, even beings like the demonic spirit king feared him.


Everyone who survived here expressed their gratitude to Tian Fan, then requested the higher-ups of the Soaring Dragon Dynasty to open the barrier and let them out, but were met with refusal, the reason being concern that the demonic creatures would emerge again, urging them to remain calm.


“Nonsense, the evil spirits have all retreated, they won’t come out again. On what grounds are you keeping us here?”


“Quickly open the barrier, haven’t you seen many of our companions heavily injured here?”


Many people shouted, as they were all from small factions or were loose cultivators without powerful backing. Some injured individuals could hardly endure the evil aura drifting in the sky, emitting weak cries for help.


“Shut up! My lord decides freely, you all be quiet!”


Several guards of the barrier shouted coldly, their expressions arrogant, pointing their long spears at the few who had spoken.


Tian Fan sneered, his golden fist swung out, reversing the heavens, severing the void, directly shattering the energy barrier ahead. The group of people inside were stunned, their jaws dropping, staring in disbelief; this was a holy land’s defensive barrier, yet it was smashed open by a single punch.


“Bold demon, how dare you run wild in my Soaring Dragon Dynasty!”


Several guards rushed in, all at the peak of Yun Tian, clad in golden battle armor, wielding purple rainbow long spears, their expressions unfriendly, exuding murderous intent. They struck mercilessly, the silver spear tips flashing cold light, all aimed at Tian Fan’s vital points.


“Get lost!”


Tian Fan’s expression was indifferent; he had no good feelings towards the people of the Soaring Dragon Dynasty. With a wave of his right hand, these men flew out like scarecrows, crashing to the ground and howling in pain.


“Impudent!”


In the distance, Long Aotian shouted loudly, a terrifying pressure descending upon them, causing many to show expressions of fear, trembling in fright.


“Hmph!”


Tian Fan sneered, completely unfazed, flicking his fingers. A beam of golden light shot out from between his fingers, instantly dispersing the overwhelming aura in the sky.



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