Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 265: Chapter 270: Demon Emperor’s 9 Slashes

Although the big black dog was usually not very conscientious, at this critical moment, it was working hard because this also related to its life and death and involved the Demon Emperor Ancient Scripture.

A vertical eye opened on its forehead, glowing with dark light, like a black Pilean rushing out, sounding like a Black Blade slashing the void.

"CLANG!"

Pang Bo sat cross-legged on the altar, motionless. A Divine Light flashed between his eyebrows, shooting out and cleaving onto the dark light, like two sharp blades clashing.

It was clearly a divine sense attack, yet it was like a sacred weapon against a precious blade—brilliant and fiery, with sparks flying and clanging loudly.

"Didn’t you say his lifespan was almost over? Why is he as strong as a True Dragon?!" the big black dog exclaimed, exasperated. In this confrontation, it hadn’t gained the upper hand and was even slightly outmatched.

"He can’t hold out much longer! Unleash your strongest power, and we can absolutely take him down!" Ye Fan shouted. Now, there was no retreat. If they wanted to save Pang Bo, this was their only chance; it would never come again.

"You brought this upon yourselves, not knowing life from death!" Pang Bo declared. He sat cross-legged on the altar, his black hair dancing, his eyes as sharp as blades, and his bronze-colored body shining with a precious glow.

"Leave Pang Bo’s body!" Ye Fan roared.

"WHIZ!"

A small, golden lake appeared at the center of his brow, as deep as an abyss. It stirred up a spiral of golden power, shooting towards Pang Bo.

"POP!"

Pang Bo remained still, sitting upright on the altar. A crescent moon, dazzlingly bright, flew from between his brows, merging into the spiral of golden waves and cleaving through the void.

Ye Fan’s face turned pale and his body trembled violently. The golden power recoiled, and although he wasn’t wounded, he was deeply shaken.

Ever since his divine sense could manifest into form, reaching an incredible degree, this was the first time he had been at a disadvantage in a divine sense confrontation.

This truly is a peerless expert among the demon clan, Ye Fan thought. Though his flesh has decayed, leaving only his divine sense, he’s still terrifyingly formidable.

"At such a young age, your divine sense can already take form. Truly rare. Much like your flesh, it makes me look forward to it!" Pang Bo remarked, appearing composed.

"Stop acting like you’re some unparalleled master! I, the Black Emperor, will slash you!" The big black dog shot out a black Long Blade from its vertical eye, the dark light blazing as it slashed downward.

"CLANG!"

The crescent moon from Pang Bo’s brow, silver and seemingly indestructible, struck the black Long Blade. "CRACK!" It shattered the blade.

The big black dog’s divine sense jolted. It roared loudly, evidently at a disadvantage once again, having suffered a small loss.

"Kill!"

Ye Fan completely abandoned restraint. The small golden lake flew out from his brow, transforming into a golden sun and rushing towards the altar.

He held nothing back, unleashing all his divine sense. If this small sun were to undergo Silence, then he himself would be utterly annihilated.

"Even if you fight desperately, it’s useless!" Pang Bo’s voice was low, the silver crescent moon fixed between his brows, shining brilliantly.

"I, the Black Emperor, will fight too!" The big black dog launched its divine scan again, the dark light like blades, slashing towards the Silver Moon and coordinating with Ye Fan’s attack.

"CLING! CLANG! CLANG!"

Their divine senses were terrifying, both having reached the realm of manifestation. If ordinary people were to see it, they would certainly be shocked!

Such a battle was the most dangerous. A slight mistake could result in total obliteration, with no hope of recovery.

Divine Sense Slash attacks emitted piercing sounds, brilliance scattering, and resonant clanging vibrations.

Ye Fan and the Black Emperor joined forces, yet both were at a disadvantage. Pang Bo’s divine sense was like an abyssal sea—surging violently, indestructible.

"BOOM!"

The small golden sun was nearly scattered. Ye Fan’s divine scan retreated like a tide, returning to his body. He swayed for a moment, truly unable to contend with his opponent.

The Black Emperor also cried out, its dark light, like a Pilean, rushing back. It shouted, "Damn it, kid, you fooled me! This is obviously an old undying monster! It’s not that we lack strength, but he’s too powerful!"

"There’s no point in saying this now! Quickly find a way to defeat him!" Ye Fan transmitted via divine sense.

"His divine sense is full, showing no signs of exhaustion. He’s not a dying person! Even if we fight desperately, it’s doubtful we can defeat him," the big black dog gritted its teeth.

Ye Fan’s eyes lit up. "He seems unable to move. He’s always sitting on the altar and hasn’t wavered even a bit."

"Use your cauldron to crush him!" the big black dog exclaimed, also noticing the anomaly.

At this moment, they were inside the cauldron. Ye Fan did not intend to remove its protection and directly summoned the Fire God Furnace.

The Fire Furnace, transparent as crystal, appeared in his palm, then transformed into a brilliant light and shot out.

It quickly enlarged, emitting five-colored divine light. In the blink of an eye, it reached ten zhang in height, like a small mountain, pressing down towards the figure on the altar.

"HUMPH!"

Pang Bo gave a heavy snort. Remaining seated, he extended a large hand. "CLANG!" He struck its top.

The power of this strike was immense; the Fire God Furnace was instantly dented and sent flying.

Such strong force! Ye Fan was startled. He controlled the Fire God Furnace, letting it enlarge to thirty zhang in height and press downward, rumbling loudly.

Pang Bo remained steady, seated there, his black hair gently dancing, his bronze flesh circulating divine energy. He still extended a large hand.

"BOOM!"

The sound was deafening, causing this space to tremble for a moment. The Fire God Furnace was dented significantly, a clear Hand Seal deeply branded into it.

It seemed less like a treasure stove and more like a piece of mud, caved in by the blow.

His body has entered the Four Extremes Secret Boundary! Ye Fan was inwardly shocked. In just a few years, the enemy has refined Pang Bo’s body to such a degree! Truly astonishing.

"I estimate he can compete with the Golden-Winged Little Roc King!" the big black dog said, its expression grim.

"Now you believe me, right? He has mastered the Demon Emperor Ancient Scripture! Otherwise, how could he be so terrifying?" Ye Fan provoked the big black dog.

"If he can’t move, that’ll be much easier!" the big black dog grinned.

However, before it had finished speaking, Pang Bo flew up, still cross-legged, moving like lightning. He rushed towards the two of them, a large hand slapping down fiercely.

"Retreat quickly!" the Black Emperor shouted.

Ye Fan maneuvered the cauldron and, in the blink of an eye, rushed among the rustling banners, evading the enemy’s lethal hand strike.

Hundreds of large banners covered the sky and earth. They were not only to seal off this place but also to protect them. Each banner was carved with mysterious Dao Glyphs, carefully prepared by the big black dog, who feared the enemy’s physically powerful body and that he would pursue them.

Sure enough, they proved useful. Hundreds of banners shook, altering the heavens and the earth and creating a haze, which prevented Pang Bo from daring to rush in.

"How powerful are the Dao Glyphs you inscribed?" Ye Fan asked.

"As long as it’s not a sovereign, anyone who enters will surely be trapped!" the Black Emperor said confidently.

Pang Bo did not pursue. Instead, he flashed back to the altar and resumed his cross-legged position.

"I didn’t expect that the Divine Sense Attack Technique wouldn’t work. Now we can only attack him physically," the big black dog said.

Ye Fan activated the Fire God Furnace. This time, he directly opened its lid, and Black Flame surged out like a tide towards the altar, as if dark clouds were pressing down.

This scorching flame was something that even cultivators of the Four Extremes Secret Boundary couldn’t withstand. Once touched, it would certainly result in the total obliteration of body and soul.

Ye Fan had some misgivings about releasing the flames, since it was, after all, Pang Bo’s physical body.

However, the result left him astonished. Pang Bo’s eyes emitted an intimidating Divine Light, like two Silver Dragons rushing into the sky. He shouted, "Demon Emperor Nine Slashes—Destruction!"

The two silver beams from his eyes caused the void to collapse where they passed, forcibly extinguishing massive amounts of Black Flame!

"This is..." Ye Fan was shocked. This method is too terrifying!

To extinguish Black Flame with eye beams... it’s astounding, simply incredible!

"This is the supreme secret art theorized by the demon clan! I didn’t expect someone actually created it!" the big black dog shouted excitedly.

"I’ve told you, he has the Demon Emperor Ancient Scripture on him," Ye Fan reminded it.

"Indeed! Only a demon race’s Great Emperor could create such a Supreme Sacred Technique!" the big black dog exclaimed. "I believe your words now! He has the Demon Emperor Ancient Scripture!"

Ye Fan activated the furnace again. The Fire God Furnace enlarged, vibrating violently, and boundless Black Flame surged down once more.

"It’s useless!" Pang Bo declared. He sat there cross-legged, unmoving, looking towards the sky, the silver light in his eyes rushing up like a True Dragon.

"PUFF!"

The void collapsed, and the endless Black Flame was silently extinguished once more, disappearing into the air.

"CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!"

At the same time, the silver light, like blades, slashed at the Fire God Furnace, instantly leaving it battered and heavily dented.

"The Demon Emperor Divine Technique is too terrifying..." the big black dog muttered.

Ye Fan retrieved the furnace. Only then did the Black Emperor come to its senses, exclaiming, "What kind of furnace is this that wasn’t even pierced?"

"This is no time to be asking such questions! Think of a way, quickly!" Ye Fan said, putting away the furnace.

The big black dog gritted its teeth. "What other way is there? Use your cauldron to smash him! It’s a Great Emperor’s holy divine relic! Although it’s not an Extreme Dao Weapon, there’s scarcely anything more solid in the world. He can’t break it!"

Ye Fan and the Black Emperor emerged from the cauldron. They then sent the cauldron, forged from Origin Qi, flying out. It transformed, growing to nine meters in height and descending with ten thousand strands of Black Yellow Qi, as heavy as a mountain pressing down.

"What? It’s actually that holy divine relic!" Pang Bo was astonished, then laughed heartily. "This truly is a grand gift, one not seen in tens of thousands of years! I shall gladly accept it!"

He, much like the Golden-Winged Little Peng King on that day, directly reached out a large hand, intending to seize the Great Cauldron for himself.

"Quick, lend me a hand!" Ye Fan shouted.

Without needing to be told, the big black dog had already made its move, jointly controlling the ancient cauldron with him to bring it down upon the altar.

"BOOM!"

A fierce collision ensued. The altar beneath Pang Bo turned to dust, vanishing in an instant, leaving him to sit cross-legged in the void.

The ancient cauldron vibrated, crashing against the large hand and forcing Pang Bo back several paces, yet it didn’t injure his body.

"He really can contend with that birdman!" the big black dog cursed.

This Great Cauldron was said to be indestructible. So far, only the Golden-Winged Little Peng King and Pang Bo had dared to take it head-on without being harmed.

"We can only use the Dao Glyphs to trap him now!" the Black Emperor declared fiercely.

Hundreds of banners rose from the ground, waving in the wind, and thrust forward to shrink the space.

"Don’t give him any room to move! I’ll seal him completely!"

The banners unfurled, sealing Pang Bo within. The surrounding woods disappeared; there were no more flowers or grasses, only hazy mist.

"You can seal my physical body, but you cannot seal my divine sense! You’re forcing me to strike you down!" Pang Bo roared.

"Not good!" the Black Emperor cried out.

Simultaneously, Ye Fan’s expression changed as well; his divine sense was being expelled from his body.

"Demon Emperor Nine Slashes—Deprivation!" Pang Bo shouted.

Everything happened so quickly that neither Ye Fan nor the Black Emperor could resist. The source of their divine sense was extracted, and they entered a silver world.

"A Divine Sense Void!" Ye Fan exclaimed.

This was a small silver world, only about a hundred zhang in scope—a Divine Thought Space.

"The supreme secret technique from the Ancient Demon Clan Scripture..." the big black dog stammered in shock.

"Demon Emperor Nine Slashes," Pang Bo replied coldly.