“Not good!”
The Soul Devourer’s pupils contracted sharply. In haste, he condensed layers upon layers of soul-devouring demonic shields and protective soul light.
“Boom—!!!”
The fist beam smashed fiercely onto the demonic shields!
The shields shattered layer by layer, the soul light rippling violently! The Soul Devourer grunted dully, his figure sent flying hundreds of zhang before he barely stabilised himself. A strand of pitch-black demonic blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his aura showed a trace of disorder!
His gaze towards Chen Ping was filled with extreme shock, apprehension, and… a trace of indescribable fear!
This boy… after breaking through to the Celestial Immortal realm, how could his strength have skyrocketed so much?!
The level of power contained in that fist beam actually posed a vague threat to his current state!
Moreover, that ancient and noble bloodline pressure made him extremely uncomfortable!
Chen Ping slowly rose from the deep crater. Most of his injuries had already healed, and beneath his tattered cyan robe, his newly regenerated skin glowed like jade, faintly circulating with dragon scale patterns and the lustre of Chaos flames.
He rotated his neck, producing a light “crack” sound. Those golden vertical pupils locked coldly onto the Soul Devourer.
“Old demon, now… it is my turn.”
His flat words carried a killing intent and confidence far colder and more profound than ever before.
The Soul Devourer’s expression turned utterly grim.
He glanced at Chen Ping, whose aura was stabilising and rising at an astonishing speed, then sensed the demonic essence in his own body that had yet to fully settle, along with that faint palpitation in the depths of his soul caused by Chen Ping’s dragon might.
Continue fighting?
In his current state, facing this boy who had just broken through, was at the peak of his momentum, and possessed strange dragon might along with the Chaos Fire Seed, the outcome was uncertain. He might even capsize in the gutter!
He was the Soul Devourer, an ancient demon who had lived countless years. Assessing the situation and seeking advantage while avoiding harm had long become instinct.
“Boy… consider yourself lucky!”
The Soul Devourer forced the words through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with unwillingness and venom. “I never expected you to possess such a bloodline… and to break through in the midst of battle! The humiliation of today, this venerable one has noted it!”
He turned abruptly and bellowed fiercely at the distant Hun Sha and others, who were still stunned. “Withdraw! All withdraw to the deepest part of the headquarters! Activate the final defences!”
With that, he lingered no longer. His figure transformed into a pitch-black soul shadow, directly tearing open space and fleeing towards the higher-level void of the Eleventh Heaven!
He had unhesitatingly chosen temporary retreat, heading to a higher world!
Clearly, he judged that in the Tenth Heaven, facing Chen Ping who had just broken through and was in full momentum, he no longer had absolute confidence. He might even be counter-killed by borrowing the breakthrough’s impetus!
Better to avoid the sharp edge for now, go to the Eleventh Heaven where resources were more abundant and better suited for his full recovery, wait until his strength was completely restored or even advanced further, then return to settle accounts with Chen Ping!
Chen Ping watched the Soul Devourer flee decisively but did not pursue immediately. He had only just broken through; his realm still needed consolidation, and his power required time to adapt.
Moreover, the situation in the Eleventh Heaven was unknown. Pursuing rashly was not wise.
His gaze slowly swept over the Myriad Souls Demon Sect disciples below, who had fallen into complete chaos and despair due to the Soul Devourer’s defeat and escape, as well as Sect Leader Hun Sha’s panic.
“The old demon has fled.”
Chen Ping’s voice, like the pronouncement of death, resounded in the ears of every demon sect disciple. “Then you… shall bear my wrath in his stead.”
What followed, for the Myriad Souls Demon Sect, was a one-sided, bloody massacre and purge.
Chen Ping, having broken through to the Celestial Immortal realm, had undergone a qualitative leap in strength.
Facing these remnants whose highest cultivation was only the Sixth or Seventh Grade Celestial Immortal, and whose morale had utterly collapsed, he was like a tiger among sheep.
The Chaos Dragon Flame Fist overwhelmed all in its path. Every swing of the Dragon Slaying Sword claimed swathes of lives. Chaos True Fire turned one demonic structure and restriction after another into seas of flame.
He showed no mercy whatsoever.
Towards this demonic sect that had repeatedly schemed against him, massacred the Myriad Beasts Gate, besieged the Profound Heaven Sword Sect, and colluded with the Soul Devourer, only complete destruction could comfort the deceased and rid the Tenth Heaven of one cancerous tumour.
Hun Sha attempted to lead his final confidants in a last stand relying on the ancient restrictions deep in the headquarters, but under Chen Ping’s terrifying attacks fusing True Dragon power with Chaos flames, all defences were like paper.
In the end, Hun Sha was personally slain by Chen Ping’s sword. His divine soul was thoroughly incinerated and purified by Chaos True Fire, leaving neither form nor spirit.
When the last resisting demon sect elder fell amid the ruins, the entire Myriad Souls Demon Sect headquarters had become a silent expanse of scorched earth.
Thick smoke billowed, flames still burned, the air was thick with the stench of blood and char. No trace of life remained.
Chen Ping stood at the centre of the ruins, his divine sense sweeping over the entire sect site.
He began methodically collecting the spoils of war: mountains of spirit stones and demonic crystals; various grades of demonic path materials and ores.
Most importantly, the treasury accumulated by the Myriad Souls Demon Sect over ten thousand years!
He scavenged all valuable resources, whether demonic or orthodox, packing them completely into his storage ring.
These resources would be vital capital for consolidating his realm, continuing to improve his strength, and eventually heading to higher worlds.
Having done all this, Chen Ping looked towards the distant horizon.
The Heavenly Fire Sword Venerable Ling Yan had long departed, whereabouts unknown.
The Fire Spirit Star Lord and Li Fire Demon Lord were battling in another world, outcome uncertain.
The grudges of the Tenth Heaven were, for now, settled.
The Soul Devourer had fled to the Eleventh Heaven, becoming a new threat and target.
Chen Ping took a deep breath, feeling the surging new power of the Celestial Immortal realm within him. Determination gleamed in his eyes.
“Eleventh Heaven… Soul Devourer… Chaos Source Fire… I am coming.”
He lingered no longer. Transforming into a Chaos dragon shadow, he soared into the sky and vanished into the horizon of the Tenth Heaven.
He needed to find a safe place to fully consolidate his Celestial Immortal cultivation, digest his gains from this time, and then… plan his journey to that higher, vaster world!
Just after Chen Ping had left, a figure appeared.
“Eh, it should be here. I sensed his aura, so how is he gone?”
Looking at the ruins of the Myriad Souls Demon Sect, the newcomer frowned slightly.
When the person turned around, a somewhat weathered face was revealed. It was none other than the Scarlet Cloud Demon Lord.
He had come to the Tenth Heaven to find Chen Ping.
He had just sensed Chen Ping’s aura, but upon arriving, he discovered that Chen Ping had already left.
