Immortal Devil Transformation Book 16 Chapter 91

The myriad of swords formed a sea. Lin Xi's neverending swords were powerful beyond the limits of any Sacred Expert in this age.

Zhang Ping moved through these flying swords that covered everything. Countless sharp striking noises immediately sounded on his armor when the vital energy scattered that green rune barrier.

Under the flurry of blades, his armor seemed like it had been eroded under the passage of time. It quickly began to corrode and produce cracks.

Whenever a flying sword cut into his armor, it would produce a spark of blinding radiance. Moreover, an impact that could make even sacred level cultivators cough out blood would pass through his body.

He continuously exhausted his soul force to withstand this type of power. He couldn't wantonly transfer the world's vital energies like Lin Xi. His eyes were still filled with hatred, yet his face was extremely calm. He still had absolutely confidence in victory.

“If you couldn't even break through this set of armor before I kill you, then everything you said previously would have been truly laughable.”

He said this while looking at Lin Xi. At the same time, a wave of extremely powerful aura was released from within his body. Red-purple flames took form all around him, igniting all of the incoming flying swords shooting at him.

Then, all of the vital energy flying swords began to burn.

His advance suddenly accelerated.

Every single step he took would make the ground beneath his feet cave in. The ground rumbled like a great war drum. When he raised his feet again, the ground underneath already turned into a pool of boiling lava from the terrifying temperature around him.

Every single step seemed to travel through time itself. In an instant, he already approached Turtel Edge Mountain's 'Turtle's Back Mountain', already only a thousand steps from Lin Xi.

Even the dimming and cracking armor around him became bright again under the power he erupted with.

Great gales swept through this wasteland.

Zhantai Qiantang watched with narrowed eyes. Even someone at his level couldn't participate in this level of battle at all. It was to the extent where it was already hard for him to see Zhang Ping's advancing stance. However, he was certain that with Zhang Ping's speed and Lin Xi's endless swords, there was no way those swords could destroy this armor before Zhang Ping reached Lin Xi.

Zhang Ping indeed already became a devil king. Even in the eyes of a Sacred Expert like him, he was already a true devil king.

Before Zhang Ping even finished his previous sentence, he already leapt into the air. His feet were about to formally step on this turtle's back.

Right at this time, he suddenly raised his head. The flames in his eyes seemed like they were going to fire out.

He only heard a great rumbling noise. A streak of sword light scattered all of the flames in front of him and struck his body. He was actually smashed flying.

Two deep grooves were drawn out on the ground when he landed, the grooves filled with flaming lava.

Many people didn't even sense what happened.

First, they saw a white tunnel in the sky. This tunnel came from high up in the sky where they couldn't even see.

The white tunnel began to scatter, turning into crazy winds.

Then, all of the cultivators reacted. Lin Xi's sword light was fired high up into the sky like an arrow, and then it came back down, smashing into Zhang Ping's body.

Zhang Ping's eyes shifted to his own chest.

The rune barrier around his chest armor was completely destroyed. Countless cracks appeared. A fingernail sized fragment was currently falling from the armor.

He realized that in the end, he still underestimated Lin Xi's strength. But before he even had time to feel more anger, a second arrow already slammed into him.

White colored paths appeared in the sky one after another.

Only when all of the sword lights rammed into Zhang Ping's body and dispersed, did the chi chi noises resound in all directions.

Everyone in the wasteland looked at this heaven shattering scene with horror. Regardless of how this battle ended, they knew that this type of scene would definitely never appear again in their lifetimes.

Armor fragments continued to fall from Zhang Ping's body.

Drops of black blood seeped out from the cracks in the armor. Then, this blood was hacked into even finer particles by the ravaging vital energy around him. However, these particles were also extremely heavy, sending blasts of dust flying when they landed.

The armor was already cracked.

Zhang Ping was injured.

If he could be injured, that meant he could die.

Even those followers of his, the few Purgatory Mountain Divine Adjudicators who were left, entered a state of panic.

“This is still not enough.”

But right at this time, Zhang Ping instead looked at Lin Xi, a voice of disgust and mockery sounding from his lips.

The cracked armor around his body completely broke apart, releasing chi chi noises as its pieces tore through the air. His body didn't swell like it would if used Devil Transformation and instead began to contract.

His figure was originally a bit taller than even Lin Xi's, yet when all of his armor disappeared, he became a bit shorter.

His body that previously reflected a violet-gold color became extremely condensed. It flickered with specks of gemstone-like radiance.

The sword lights falling from the sky landed on this pitch-black body sparkling with a violet golden glint. There were still terrifying impacts produced, but they could no longer leave any external injuries.

This was the true, most powerful Devil Transformation.

The strength of true devil cultivators rested precisely in their bodies.

“Is that so?”

But when he saw this Devil Transformation and heard Zhang Ping's voice filled with loathing and ridicule, Lin Xi only smiled calmly. He looked at Zhang Ping and said, “But you cannot even raise your head.”

Lin Xi was speaking the truth.

Even though Zhang Ping could move again under the barrage of sword lights, even though no wounds were opening up on his body either, his knees still buckled under the force of the power. He couldn't straighten his body, and he couldn't raise his head.

To still be able to move under this type of power was something quite formidable in the eyes of others. But in Purgatory Mountain, lowering the head and bending the knee represented servitude and obedience.

Scenes of him kneeling in Purgatory Mountain appeared in Zhang Ping's head. He recalled how he had power, yet he still had to bow to that great elder.

He couldn't tolerate this.

He raised his head.

He heard a light cracking noise from his own neck region, but he still raised his head to look at Lin Xi. He screamed ferociously, “I will kill you!”

“Come at me then.” Lin Xi smiled with radiance and confidence, as if he was once again challenged by a fellow student back in Green Luan Academy. His snow-white teeth were dazzling as he smiled, his eyes flickering with ice-cold killing intent.

He didn't back up while facing the incoming Zhang Ping. He instead took a step forward.

Zhang Ping's body lowered another inch.

The vital energy in his body seemed to have been extracted by this type of body compression. The vital energy that erupted from his body in this instant was even more powerful than what Lin Xi released before.

This vital energy formed a burning figure identical to himself in front of him.

This figure flew through everything in front of him and instantly arrived in front of Lin Xi. His body also seemed to have been pulled along by this figure, appearing in front of Lin Xi.

His fist smashed at Lin Xi.

His fist was currently much smaller than an ordinary person's. However, everyone in this world knew that this fist of his was the most powerful fist that had appeared in millions of years in the entire world of cultivation.

Lin Xi's figure was completely sealed in place by the winds stirred by this fist.

However, there wasn't a hint of alarm to be seen on his face. He was still completely unperturbed.

His entire body also flickered with a layer of black light.

A wave of new power took form within his body. Then, while facing Zhang Ping's fist that was filled with his hatred towards him and this entire world, this fist that seemed like it wanted to shatter the world, Lin Xi only simply thrusted a sword outwards.

This time, what he thrusted out with wasn't a sword condensed from the natural vital energy of the world, but rather a sword made from a dragon horn: the True Dragon Sword of the deceased Changsun Jinse.

This sword might very well be the toughest sword in the entire current world of cultivators.

The instant this sword was thrusted out, all of the vital energy that poured into his body from the world entered this sword. This sword was so blindingly bright that even Zhang Ping released a fierce shout. He was left with no choice but to close his eyes.

The instant he closed his eyes, Lin Xi shifted this blade with all of his focus. When Zhang Ping's fist was two feet from him, this sword thrusted into Zhang Ping's chest.

Time seemed to have frozen in this instant.

Lin Xi and Zhang Ping's bodies stopped moving in midair.

A bit of radiance appeared from Zhang Ping's back. Then, a sword tip that was so dazzling no one could look straight at it emerged.

Vital energy poured out in an endless torrent, surging towards the world.

A tremendous explosive noise sounded.

The clash of vital energy finally erupted.

Many people were knocked down by the air streams that surged in this world.

Lin Xi and Zhang Ping still didn't separate.

A huge hole appeared in Zhang Ping's chest.

Power continued to pour out from Lin Xi's sword, ravaging his body. However, Zhang Ping's body continued to produce power.

Lin Xi's brows furrowed slightly. He looked at Zhang Ping's body with a bit of shock.

“You are still not good enough. You've always been underestimating me.”

Zhang Ping looked at him with mockery and joy.

Lin Xi looked inside his body. His flesh was no longer solely a flesh body, but rather became filled with endless twisting and writhing black bugs.

Even the inner organs inside Zhang Ping's body were made up of black bugs.

Lin Xi could tell that only by destroying all of the black bugs in Zhang Ping's body, could he kill Zhang Ping.

That was why Zhang Ping's body itself was a great trap to lure him in.

Under the clash of vital energy, Zhang Ping's fist was already approaching his body inch by inch. However, Lin Xi instead smiled again.

He looked at Zhang Ping's liver that was filled with squirming black bugs. He saw the corruption, saw the bumps that were like fish scales. “Even though you've already become this type of monster, you will still be defeated under your own anger. Since this sword wasn't enough to kill you, then why don't you give this a try?”

When he said this, his body became incomparably cold. He seemed to have become an embodiment of Frozen God Domain itself. Cold energy poured out from his body, entering his sword.

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