The Demon Swordsman 3
Ch. 256 - The Burning Power of the Sun VI
The Fruit of Eternity is one of the greatest powers belonging to the Sacred Demon Statue. The fruit holds a very powerful strength.
In ancient times humans competed for the Last Book of Blood which was only passed down to descendants with pure demonic blood. Until war and division ensued, killing many dead and raising the war flag between both the human and the demon sides.
The power of the Fruit of Eternity was thought to threaten the lives of the humans, hence the Last Book of Blood was repeatedly nearly annihilated. However, as long as it was in the hands of the Demon God, the Fruit of Eternity would never move anywhere else.
Because the Demon God is a fighter of the most powerful demon race. No one ever managed to get his head down. He is the king of kings. When the fighting ability and the grace of power are possessed by someone at once, of course, a strong ruler will be born. The Demon God was the most deadly terror to the humans during his lifetime.
Even until the end of his life, the Demon God had never lost or been killed. He died to be resurrected.
Once resurrected, he will never give humans a chance to live. Their race is dead, and man must die. The earth is an unjust stopover and deserves to be destroyed.
Therefore the Demon God was already waiting for times like these. When he is called back to fulfill his unfinished task of destroying the lives of men.
"I didn't think today I'd use it ..."
The wrath was clearly imprinted on his violent face, the frown on his forehead until it folded sharply. The sharp teeth of the fighting demon were seen bluffing, he was eating the Fruit of Immortality.
The flow of strength descended in the stomach and spread into the cells of his body. The Demon God groaned, his body starting to react to the increasingly tempestuous stimulation of strength. The sensation he so craved, the Demon God to the point of laughing in astonishment. A split second the Demon God was engulfed by a force surging from underground, rising upwards to almost touch the clouds.
The white mist interspersed the light encompassing the Demon God, a demonic power so fierce it destroyed the ground and sky. There was a long cry followed by a huge roar.
Xin Chen was still in his place witnessing all that, the Demon God could no longer be stopped. He just invited the biggest problem.
A violent storm hit his face which started to deteriorate. Xin Chen prepared by raising the sword, but for a moment his attention was distracted when he saw his own hand.
Quailed.
Xin Chen widened his eyes. He forgot that he could also be frightened when facing something that was already beyond his reach.
During this time Xin Chen had always been desperate over everything that was happening outside of his control. He feels useless when he is unable to do anything. Just like now, the Demon God was no longer the enemy he had met. The power of the devil has absolute privilege.
Even Qin Yujin with demonic powers was able to burn the sun. That alone, was enough to explain how much they were. What he was now facing was a figure standing on the top throne as a fighter within the demon race.
The still-peaking power challenging the sky was giving off a deadly air. Xin Chen tried to shake off all the impossibilities. Remembering Yu's words.
"It's all about the small possibilities."
Xin Chen clasped tightly onto his sword, looking at the other side where Qin Yujin was so excitedly watching the fight of the two of them.
Seeing that after all, the Demon God was ten times superior to Xin Chen.
"Let's see how you're going to face the real Demon Monsters..."
Qin Yujin drew a widened smile until her sharp teeth were clearly plastered.
Not yet fully landed onto the ground, Xin Chen immediately ran over. Currently the spirit power would not be able to withstand the physical attacks of the Demon God, his spirit body would still be affected by attacks whose level was very far above it. Forced him to use a real body where he is more free to hit the enemy with physical attacks.
The Demon God chased after him from the side equally quickly, they traveled down the valley and repeatedly collided above the sky.
From a distance Qin Yujin could only be stunned to see the speed of the two people fighting. It only looked like two blazing blue and dark red lightning lights, crashing into each other and chasing. The sound of swords rang out in a row, accompanied by the exit of the ultimate style belonging to Xin Chen and the Demon God.
The ground where the fight was hollow everywhere, the fight still continued horribly. There was no pause even if it was only half a second, they continued to move and attack each other.
"The blue eye ... I hate her so much." Qin Yujin growled, imagining the face of a figure so similar to her. The day that the Demon Cult was destroyed by the Sacred Sword Alliance that was once led by the Demon Sword was the day that his career as the leader of the Shang Empire was buried.
Xin Fai made him swallow such a bitter pill. To the point that his stomach was rotting in prison, he was hated by millions of Shang Empire residents and banished by his own family. While the hero figure with the nickname Devil Sword was flattered by the entire Shang Empire and even other Empires respected him. Qin Yujin had swallowed the pill until the tears had dried changed into tears of blood that continued to stain her heart.
During his time in prison, no man ever saw his condition in prison.
A single tear fell on the man's cheek, his face flat, yet the shadow of the past still continued to flash by. At that moment, he thought everything was over when one by one people left him.
But the hatred in his heart saved Qin Yujin. The desire to avenge him had kept him alive until this very second.
"I'll put out the flame in you."
The eyes in Qin Yujin's hands opened again, her pupils moving to and fro. Then something on the ground began to sound, the ground shook violently.
On the other side Xin Chen managed to retaliate back against the attack of the Demon God, the figure retreated with a row of cracks appearing on one of his swords.
But Xin Chen's own circumstances were much worse than his enemy's.
His left arm was bleeding, a large open wound. Xin Chen had used more than half of his strength, defending or attacking him equally losing to the Demon God.
Defeat begins to show in plain sight. Xin Chen gritted his teeth, seeing clearly the shadow of defeat in his eyes made his heart burn. A long-buried murderous soul rose as a stronger enemy came. Xin Chen felt it, a feeling when his life was at stake in a life or death fight.
He ran as fast as lightning until he only caught a glimpse like a blazing blue light that struck the Demon God so fiercely.
Xin Chen heard something like whispering in his ear.
"You forgot that your real enemy is still watching you."
As Xin Chen's feet nearly stepped onto the ground, a red light appeared forming a sacred symbol that started to emit a red light all the way up. Just like Qin Yujin's previous strength was capable of splitting a single mountain, this time he came from under Xin Chen's feet.
The light continued to radiate and finally a great light returned upward to split the clouds above.
Qin Yujin smiled triumphantly.
"You've lost."