I Have A Qi Fortune Altar

Chapter 1849: Chapter 874: Slaying the Demon God! (Part 3)

The pillar of light pierced through the chest of Chen Yuan’s Dharma Image, like a relentless force of nature, with an indescribable power spreading over his entire Dharma Image.

And this strike also sent Chen Yuan flying back a hundred thousand zhang distance.

"Insulting my Holy Clan, you deserve to fall!" Luo Tian Demon God snorted coldly, the power between the brows of his Dharma Image quickly converging, even he couldn’t sustain such a means indefinitely.

Nothing more, he just couldn’t hold on.

Because he was not fully descended, only a portion of his power had been sent.

In the next moment, Luo Tian Demon God pursued his victory, the previous strike was a prepared trump card, intended to deliver a fatal blow to Chen Yuan at a critical moment.

Having achieved its effect, now he would suppress this man, conduct a Soul Search, to see if he knows the location of the Holy Altar.

Strange black qi transformed into tentacles, seemingly merging into the starry sky, forming chain-like objects enveloping Chen Yuan.

Facing such methods, Chen Yuan’s gaze sharpened, with no hesitation, disregarding his own injuries, forcibly withstanding one blow after another.

The scales of victory seemed to tilt directly towards Luo Tian Demon God in this instant.

Within that flesh body, barely holding on, Mo Ying was overjoyed, eagerly anticipating the moment when Chen Yuan would be suppressed.

Truth be told, Mo Ying was extremely fearful of Chen Yuan’s strength, always had been, both before and now, as Chen Yuan could exchange blows with the terrifying Luo Tian Demon God.

Were it him instead, he likely couldn’t withstand even one strike, and the Demon Race would end up as slaves of the Human Race or even exterminated.

Time passed slowly, Luo Tian Demon God who firmly held the upper hand now saw the dawn of victory as Chen Yuan was driven to a desperate situation.

Not only had he used his full strength, but the erosion of the Power of Laws, a force above rules, was not something Chen Yuan could easily erase.

However, he didn’t underestimate this man, for ultimately, his Realm was much higher than Chen Yuan’s, his power could be considered overwhelming.

And yet, even so, the opponent could persist till now.

In his view, if he hadn’t used Mo Ying as a coordinate to descend into this Boundary Domain, come the arrival of the Holy Clan, this man might indeed become a formidable enemy.

Luckily, everything was still in time!

He had the initiative, able to extinguish this man early.

Finally, Chen Yuan, struggling with all his might, could no longer resist Luo Tian Demon God’s full attack, his Human Emperor Saber being wrapped in mysterious tentacles formed of Laws.

Several Law tentacles entwined his limbs, combined with previous Law wounds, thoroughly suppressing his Dharma Image in the starry sky, all his surrounding power suppressed at this moment.

The battle... was over...

"What other tricks do you have?"

Luo Tian Demon God looked down condescendingly at the bound Chen Yuan, his voice somewhat arrogant.

Chen Yuan remained silent, seemingly bowing his proud head at this time.

"You do possess some strength, but it’s a shame you’re still unqualified to be the opponents of the Holy Clan." Luo Tian Demon God snorted coldly, the outcome of this battle perfectly aligned with his expectations.

In the end, the stronger one won!

Facing absolute power, all tactics are illusions.

"Now.... it’s time for me to explore the secret of the Holy Altar properly." Luo Tian Demon God didn’t mock much further, as Chen Yuan’s perpetual silence left him uninterested.

A mass of black qi transformed into a dragon, directly surging towards the head of Chen Yuan’s Dharma Image, yet... just as Luo Tian Demon God was extending his power onto Chen Yuan’s Dharma Image, he was suddenly shocked.

Because at this moment, Chen Yuan’s Dharma Image was merely an... empty shell!

Where was his true body?

Luo Tian Demon God had just realized this, when suddenly the surrounding starry sky froze, a figure rapidly manifesting, holding the God Slaying Spear, without a moment’s hesitation.

It pierced directly through the left chest of the million zhang tall demon god’s Dharma Image.

"You...."

Luo Tian Demon God’s voice abruptly ceased; at this moment, the starry sky froze, his million zhang Dharma Image crumbling inch by inch, the God Slaying Spear in Chen Yuan’s hands, piercing through his true body.

Early in the battle, Chen Yuan had this thought, especially upon the opponent’s true body appearing, sensing tremendous pressure, because he already knew it.

Relying on his own strength to shatter this demon god’s Dharma Image... the hope was very slim.

So, overtly he condensed his Dharma Image, fighting the opponent to death, while in truth, he split his Divine Thought, controlling the God Slaying Spear hidden in the starry sky, waiting silently for the opportunity.

The opponent’s might was undeniable, but his weaknesses were also very apparent, namely Mo Ying’s flesh body; if destroyed, the opponent’s power would be akin to a rootless duckweed.

It would definitely plummet.

Seeing he was at a disadvantage, Chen Yuan decisively abandoned the power of his Dharma Image, which was also why he had no reaction from the start.

Of course, executing a sneak attack under the opponent’s nose was extraordinarily difficult.

However, fortunately, he succeeded.

The never-exposed Void Stagnation directly secured this moment wholly.

Though Mo Ying’s flesh body wasn’t weak, at the level of a Demon Emperor, well... it depends who he’s compared with, at least, in a clash at the level of a Heavenly Immortal, his flesh body appeared very weak.

This... was the Achilles’ heel!

The accumulated power of the God Slaying Spear erupted in an instant; Chen Yuan gave no quarter, unleashing everything.

The result, naturally, had no issues, for Mo Ying’s flesh body crumbled inch by inch, exploding into a mist of blood.

"Damn it!!!"

A voice of unwillingness echoed through the starry sky, and the very next moment Chen Yuan struck directly onto the opponent’s Divine Soul.

However, contrary to his imagination, the Qi Fortune light did not manifest; at the very moment Mo Ying’s flesh body shattered, a hundred thousand zhang away, a tangible mass of black qi extended incessantly.

Transforming into a bizarre form.

"You... must die!"

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