The Destiny of the Demon Sword
Ruler Dimension 1

His teacher Yuangu Mowang felt astonished, he did not believe a young man could so quickly increase soul power. Even his own disciple Yuangu Mowang nearly died from his attack.

"This child is truly magical, he can turn difficult conditions into something that strengthens his soul" he said.

Master Yuangu Mowang became interested in the young man he faced, all this time he had never found a demon that could make him so happy that even the only disciple who became the ruler of the demon realm did not make him happy.

He who became the creator of the realm of the Torment of Kings made an exception with rules that he made himself. The orange will be passed without killing it.

"Young devil, wake up!" Her request.

Orange who was still sitting in meditation opened his eyes, he immediately stood up according to the request of his teacher Yuangu Mowang.

"Show yourself boy" replied Orange again mocking him.

The shadow of the demon grandfather was so creepy that it approached him.

"Ha ha ha, it was fitting that Yuangu Mowang was so ugly, his own teacher was so ugly. You'd better not show yourself, it's not good to see" Kekeh Orange.

The old devil looks coiled with wrinkles like a grandfather, his skin pale bluish white like a bruised corpse body. His two completely red eyes were protruding outwards, he also had one vertical eye on his forehead protruding outwards.

"True the saying. Fruits far away, do not fall from the tree" added Jingga while continuing to chuckle.

"Stupid! The wrong thing you said, the truth is that the fruit fell from a tree not far away" the grandfather replied.

"You are stupid. The fruit of the tree not far down" reply Orange does not want to lose.

"Don't reverse. The tree fell not far from the fruit" the grandfather replied feeling confident.

"Hey stupid grandpa. You're the one who turned the saying around. Not the tree that fell, but the fruit. You idiot!" Orange Speech.

"You made me wrong, never mind! Now you want to go upstairs or fight me to the death" Grandpa offered a choice.

"Ha ha ha, you fool! The stairs will appear when I kill you, Grandpa brat" responded Jingga was surprised to be given a choice.

"I created this world, if you don't want to, die" the grandfather replied and spread his arms preparing to destroy the arena of battle.

"Eh, uh. Waitaminute! Is that really your grandfather?" Tanya Orange confirmed.

The demon grandfather lowered back his two arms that were stretching out emitting energy, he looked at the young man in front of him with wrinkled lips.

"Answer, don't wrinkle your wrinkled lips, it's ugly so ugly that you, Grandpa brat" added Jingga did not like the expression on the face of the demon grandfather.

"Bawel was right in your mouth, demon boy. Even if it's the devil, I'm not talking lies to you, you can go straight to the next test without killing me" he explained.

Orange was a little happy to hear it, but his name was still the devil, he did not want to swallow the words of the demon grandfather in front of him.

"I'm sure there's shrimp in the bowl. There must be something you want from me. Right?" Speak Orange by raising both eyebrows many times.

The demon grandfather who heard him directly patted his forehead, he was so annoyed with the young man who could not believe it.

"Crazy boy, look in front of you, the ladder you can climb. If you don't step on your feet immediately you'll never be able to get out of the realm of the King's Torment. Go!" Get rid of the devil's grandfather who was so upset.

True enough the words of the demon grandfather, a ladder was seen in front of him. Without thinking long, Orange immediately ran up to him.

Taps! Taps!

Just a few steps orange stepped on the stairs, he then turned back to approach the demon grandfather.

"Grandfather, I want to ask you one thing. How many more stages are my exams?" Ask Orange to know.

"Sisa's six more, and definitely harder. You can be the guardian of the Torment King realm if you don't want to die" he replied.

Orange breathed his breath, the first three tests alone had made him like a madman whose clothes were no longer shaped, now he had to face six more tests that would certainly be more difficult.

The demon grandfather who saw him pensively directly threw an orange towards the stairs.

"Well!" The orange squeals were surprised he floated up against the stairs.

Dugh! Dugh! Dugh!

"Thank God, the ladder is no longer collapsing" he murmured.

Orange stood up and then stepped foot up step by step and then more quickly stepped up the stairs while counting it.

It had been more than fifty thousand steps that he had gone through, yet it looked still very far from the sight of his demonic eyes.

"Damn it! It turned out to be a multiple of the amount from before that I had to go through" complained Orange paying attention to the steps above it.

He walked back up quickly while continuing his count.

"Seventy-nine thousand nine hundred" he said counting the steps he stepped on, he noticed the last step on it.

"Rightly multiple the number of steps. You crazy Grandpa" actually blamed the demon grandpa.

The orange continued its steps again until the count of eighty thousand. Then he set foot in a large area.

An old man was sitting in the middle of the arena. Orange immediately approached him so curious about the figure he would face.

The wuzz!

The ground he was treading tilted, the orange tried to float with its energy. But unfortunately, the orange is attracted by the force of gravity. He immediately fell to the ground and pulled out Jianhuimie Yuzhou and stuck it on the ground.

Orange struggled to stand back by propping up on the handle of his sword.

The ground he was treading again moved, now that the position of the arena was spinning one hundred and eighty degrees, the orange was hanging on his sword.

The old man floated up to him, his face cold with no expression. He stared at the orange with both hands hanging from the sword.

"Damn it! How can I fight in this position? I have to find a way to deal with it" muttered Jingga thought as she continued to stare at the man in front of her.

"Welcome young demon, you want to die quickly or die slowly" said the demon man giving him a choice.

"You want to kill an opponent who can't do anything? Where's yell? You'd better return the ground to its original position, face me to the best of your ability" replied Orange.

"Hem, you said that too. Alright. We will fight with excitement" the old man's timpals and then form a pattern in both hands.

Orange grinned sharply with her cold gaze, she felt the demon in front of her could comply with her wishes. But what he thought was wrong.

Suddenly the ground of the arena rotated quickly, the hanging orange so oscillated udders in the rotating arena.

"Well!" Pekik Jingga felt dizzy.

The battle arena was getting faster and faster, Orange had to extend his sword and then wrap his legs around the blade of the sword.

Gu!

The dhuar!

A beam of energy attacked him, Orange still lingered on his sword.

The dhuar! The dhuar!

The energy attacks continued to grab him even harder, although not to the point of injuring his body that was protected by the flames of the universe. But the condition of the orange that can not reply is very concerning. It looks like an ape coiling around a tree trunk letting the attacks continue to hit it in droves.

The pupils of his orange eyes turned a pitch-black color, he was so angrily played with by the old man who kept bombarding him.

"I can't keep this up" he growled.

Orange emotions had already reached the crown of his head, his body shaking violently.

"Yahoo!" His shout then whipped out his sword and dashed swiftly in a position following the groove of the ground attacking the hovering old man.

The wuzz!

"Whoops!"

Orange slashed his sword towards the body of the old man who was directly away from him. But the force of gravity in the arena makes the orange have to be thrown down and back adrift udders hit the rotating ground.