South Border, Mount Futu.

Chen Yuan emerged from the void, slowly solidifying his form. An invisible force rapidly fluctuated, enveloping the surroundings, leaving no trace of life within a hundred miles.

The Emperor's Slaughter Blade... broke through to the level of Immortal Weapon. Chen Yuan did not linger long in the starry sky. He departed for Mount Futu, the location indicated by this opportunity.

With the opportunity before him, it was the most important matter at hand.

Of course, he had tested the power of the 'Human Emperor Blade'. It did not disappoint him. After devouring a powerful Demon Emperor, the Human Emperor Blade could definitely be called a supreme Immortal Weapon.

On par with the Godslaying Spear. Relatively speaking, the price he paid was well worth it.

Because the Human Emperor Blade could accompany him far on his journey, nurtured from his youth and united in mind and spirit. This was something the Godslaying Spear could not achieve. In the future, as Chen Yuan's cultivation continued to improve.

It was foreseeable that the Human Emperor Blade could even reach a level unprecedented and unmatched.

During his return journey, Chen Yuan had also basically learned about the current movements of the Demon Clan. Although the Demon Clan's lair had not yet been found, Moro had discovered the existence of a Demon God.

And suppressed him, waiting for Chen Yuan to return and deal with him.

With this, the remaining matters became much easier. As long as they found the Demon Emperor Mo Ying and the current hiding place of the Demon Clan, the first phase of the southward campaign to exterminate the demons would be completed.

However, this matter should still be left to Moro and the Old Celestial Master. He... needed to first step into the late stage of the Earth Immortal realm!

Divine Sense covered the heavens and the earth, enveloping Mount Futu.

"Rumble..."

Accompanied by the sound of earth splitting and the sky collapsing, the surrounding hundred miles trembled, as if the earth dragon had turned over, and the towering Mount Futu, hundreds of feet high, gradually cracked.

A single thought... opens the mountain!

After about half an hour, the commotion in the heavens and earth subsided, and Mount Futu also opened a huge crack in the middle, just like a road, opening everything to Chen Yuan.

Then, he quickly transformed into a stream of light and began to delve deep.

Beneath Mount Futu, there was indeed another world. On the surface, it seemed like a mountain, but in reality, it was a huge volcano, only located thousands of feet underground.

Therefore, it was impossible to see from the surface.

As Chen Yuan approached, he also clearly sensed a rich aura of the Metal element rule, which was more complete than that of the outside world.

When Chen Yuan delved ten thousand feet deep, his Sky Eye, which had been open all along, finally saw the azure light of the opportunity of destiny!

"This is... the rule leaked from a treasure..." Chen Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, a look of caution flashing in his eyes, because this time's rule opportunity was completely different from the previous ones.

Before, the rules were manifested through heaven and earth.

This time, however, the power of the rules was leaking from an object.

In front of Chen Yuan, there floated a broken golden yellow seal, constantly circulating and constantly leaking a rich Five Elements Metal rule, very rich.

"Southern Emperor Seal..."

Chen Yuan pondered for a moment. In his memory, it seemed that only in Shan Fu's memories had there been a treasure similar to this, which was a treasure of the Martial Emperor, along with the Eastern Emperor Stele and two other treasures.

Collectively known as the Four Treasures of the Martial Emperor!

This was one of them, but looking at this appearance, it seemed that it had already been broken, and could not suppress its own rule leakage, and its own spirituality had been extinguished.

"Could it be that thousands of years ago, the Martial Emperor did not ascend to the True Immortal Realm, but... encountered some powerful enemy? If so, did he win, or did he lose?"

Chen Yuan's thoughts flowed, guessing everything. It was a pity that too little was known at present, and Shan Fu's memories had been fragmented after thousands of years of suppression.

Even if he wanted to investigate, he had no way to do so.

After a long time, he let out a sigh of relief, and then, sat cross-legged under the broken Southern Emperor Seal, and began to comprehend the Five Elements Metal rule. Thinking too much was useless.

The most urgent task was to comprehend the Dao!

......

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, two full months had passed since the previous battle in the starry sky. During these two months, the Demon Clan, under the leadership of the Cheng Tian and Qing Ming Demon Gods, had suffered repeated defeats.

They were simply not the match for the human Earth Immortal Moro. Among them, Qing Ming and Cheng Tian were both suppressed one after another, losing their freedom. Now, leading everything was the Demon Clan's strategist, the White Mountain Demon God.

He was buying time for Mo Ying, desperately maneuvering with Moro, exchanging casualties for time. And Mo Ying, although his heart was filled with endless hatred, had always maintained shock.

He knew very well that he was the Demon Clan's true hope.

As long as the Luo Tian Demon God could descend into this realm, he would still have a chance!

"Finally... done."

Looking at the hundred-foot altar in front of him, Mo Ying's heart was filled with excitement and fear. What was exciting was that the Demon Clan had used up countless resources, and after two months, had finally completed everything the Luo Tian Demon God had instructed.

Engraved on it were divine patterns that even he could not understand. Every pattern seemed to be naturally formed, containing immense mysterious power.

The Demon Clan was finally saved!

What he feared was that he was afraid that the Luo Tian Demon God would break his promise. He really didn't want to die, otherwise he would not have surrendered to the Luo Tian Demon God, in order to seek a way to live.

At present, it was only because Chen Yuan's power was too great that he had to implore the Luo Tian Demon God to descend.

But in the end, excitement overwhelmed fear. He took a deep breath and stepped onto the high platform step by step, and soon, he reached the top of the altar and sat down cross-legged.

Below, countless Demon Clan powerhouses were kneeling, and they... seemed to sense something as well.

"Demon God, what should I do next?"

Mo Ying asked softly.

It seemed to be a somewhat insane soliloquy, but in fact he was talking to the Luo Tian Demon God, and in his ear, there came a light laugh:

"Next... do... as I say."

"Okay!"

....

Mo Ying closed his eyes, his hands formed seals, and the power of the heaven and earth rules within his fleshly body enveloped the entire altar. According to the Luo Tian Demon God's guidance, he activated the mysterious patterns on the altar step by step.

The color of the wind and clouds in the heaven and earth changed, the vitality rioted, and quickly gathered into a huge vitality vortex, and the magic patterns on the altar were also lit up one by one.

When all the patterns were lit up, the surrounding heaven and earth instantly underwent some indescribable changes, as if the void was distorted.

Before long, black pillars of light shot straight into the sky, stirring up the void, and above the nine heavens, a mysterious demonic energy was gradually condensing.

Like dark clouds, gathering more and more, when it reached its limit.

Suddenly, an extremely terrifying pressure enveloped an area of ten thousand miles. All the demons were trembling under this pressure, feeling fear from the bottom of their hearts.

A strange pillar of demonic energy connected the heavens and the earth, falling from the void and directly shining on Mo Ying's body, as if it spanned hundreds of millions of miles.

An aura of vicissitudes began to circulate.

"Boom!"

In an instant, Mo Ying suddenly opened his eyes, and at this moment, his eyes had lost their clarity, replaced by a strange black light.

Like two dark holes, able to devour and accommodate everything.

Below, the altar that had been cast with countless resources was now cracking inch by inch, and those mysterious patterns also seemed to have lost their power, and quickly began to dim.

The demonic energy gathered in the void was even more dissipating into nothingness in an instant.

"Finally... came to this realm... Hehehe... Hehehe..." Mo Ying laughed strangely, seeming very crazy. No, to be precise, he was no longer Mo Ying at this time.

But a new existence, Luo Tian Demon God!

The body of the Soul Devourer has changed hands several times, and perhaps even he could not have imagined that his body would one day be able to accommodate such a strong presence.

"Your subordinate greets the Demon God!"

Mo Ying's voice quickly resounded in the Luo Tian Demon God's heart. At the moment when the Demon God descended, regardless of whether he regretted it or not, it was already too late.

Because he could no longer control everything. If the Luo Tian Demon God had not held back, he would have been annihilated at this time.

"You did well, this deity... will save the Demon Clan."

"Thank you Demon God, what about the thing you promised before?" Mo Ying asked hesitantly.

"This matter is not urgent, this deity still needs your help to control this body more perfectly and smoothly. After helping you kill Chen Yuan, it's not too late to use his body."

Mo Ying was instantly overjoyed and hurriedly said:

"It is my honor to work for the Demon God."

"Hehehe... Now you can tell me, where is that so-called Chen Yuan? This deity would like to see if the altar lost by my Holy Clan has been lost in this realm."

"Reporting to the Demon God, Chen Yuan and the others should be in...."

......

At this moment, a great battle in a certain place in the Southern Border was also nearing its end. The Heavenly Demon Palace's Old Ancestor Su Ming, and the Wudang Mountain's Old Celestial Master, jointly used the power of the heaven and earth rules to turn into a prison.

They had suppressed the White Mountain Demon God who had transformed into his true form.

Looking from afar, it was as if a white fox was trapped, constantly wailing, but this white fox was extraordinarily huge, nearly a thousand feet in size, with eyes like gems, shining with red light.

On his body were scars, and blood had stained the white fox fur red, his aura was weak, and he no longer had the power to fight.

Around him, there were limbs scattered all over the ground, those were the fleshly bodies of the Demon Clan powerhouses, which had been shattered by Old Ancestor Su Ming.

As for the strongest Moro, he had not made a move from beginning to end, like a holy Buddha, quietly watching this scene. If he were to make a move, he would naturally be able to easily suppress the White Mountain Demon God.

But in that case, the Old Celestial Master and Old Ancestor Su Ming would not have had the need to show themselves, so it was better to give this credit to them, and... before coming.

The Jishi Bodhisattva had also begged him to persuade Chen Yuan not to let the Demon Clan be annihilated.

"The winner is king, the loser is a bandit, this deity has lost, you can do it, take this deity's head and go to Chen Yuan to ask for credit." The White Mountain Demon God closed his eyes, only seeking death.

He was the Demon Clan's strategist, so he naturally knew his current situation, so it was better to die and seek peace.

"Benefactor White Mountain, why be obsessed with death in this life as a demon?" Moro said with a faint smile.

"What, does the Holy Buddha want to imprison this deity?"

"It is to repent of your sins."

"Humans kill demons, demons eat humans, it's the law of nature, what sin does this deity have? I heard that you also aspired to change the Buddhist Sect in your early years, and now you have succeeded, what, has your original intention changed?"

The White Mountain Demon God slowly opened his eyes, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"The benefactor's sin is not in killing people, but in resisting stubbornly. If you are willing to tell the location of the Demon Clan's current hiding place, His Majesty will definitely be overjoyed, and will not do anything to exterminate the Demon Clan.

But if the benefactor insists on not changing and resisting stubbornly, it will only lead to His Majesty's rage and order the slaughter of the demons, this... is the sin." Moro continued.

"Hahaha, there is an ancient saying in the Central Plains, called 'A wise man submits to circumstances', but this deity does not think so, the war between humans and demons is a war of position, a war of races.

There is simply no such thing as mercy, whether this deity says it or not, the fate of the Demon Clan is already doomed, why bother to say it?"

"The benefactor is indeed as the Jishi Bodhisattva said, eloquent and proficient in human principles. If you were in the human race, the benefactor would not lose out to a great scholar. What you say is from the standpoint of the Demon Clan.

It is indeed quite reasonable."

"This deity was born in the Southern Border, and should also die in the Southern Border, it is a pity... that my Demon God Palace is incompetent, causing the Demon Clan to fall into this situation, becoming the Demon Clan's eternal sinner."

The White Mountain sighed, for Mo Ying's method, he actually did not believe it, just like a drowning man, grabbing a broken piece of wood, with some hope.

He continued:

"The Jishi Bodhisattva, is that monkey from back then, hehehe... back then that rascally monkey also asked me for advice, but it is a pity that his character is still too impulsive, otherwise the Demon Clan will definitely have another Demon God who can fight against the heavens and the earth.

Instead of a Buddhist Bodhisattva, saying compassionate words, but betraying the Demon Clan, and wholeheartedly identifying himself as a human race."

"That is not the case, before leaving, the Jishi Bodhisattva repeatedly begged His Majesty, praying that he would spare the innocent Demon Clan, and also begged this monk to say a few good words.

Although he has entered Buddhism, he is still a demon."

Moro shook his head and said softly.

"Did that Chen Yuan agree?"

"If the benefactor is willing to surrender, then you should be able to agree." Moro knew very well that although Chen Yuan was superficially shouting to pacify the Demon Clan and open up a great peace for the human race, in reality his goal was only a few Demon Gods.

And to conquer the territory, prepare for a rainy day, and let the future human race live there. As for destroying the entire Demon Clan, he was not very interested, after all, those existences were just ants.

If they were sensible, they might as well leave some tribes to use, or even... treat them as opponents for tempering, so as to avoid the human race becoming lazy in the future, and then causing internal strife.

"Do you think this deity will believe it?" The White Mountain sneered.

"This monk hopes that the benefactor can believe it, because this is the Demon Clan's only chance. Before that great battle in the starry sky, the benefactor and several Demon Gods should be able to see clearly.

Even a Demon Emperor level existence cannot stop His Majesty, what ability do you have to resist? Stubborn resistance will only increase casualties, and the Demon Clan will be destroyed because of this.

This monk is a monk, and everything I see is equal, and I am willing to say a few good words in front of His Majesty."

Moro said.

Although he did have compassionate thoughts, his essence was still to end the war with the Demon Clan as soon as possible, preserve his strength, and then fight a great battle after the Immortal Domain descended.

It was impossible to keep circling around with these demons in the Southern Border.

If that wasn't the case, Chen Yuan would not have brought them several immortals deep into the Southern Border to find out the movements of the Demon Clan.

"Can this deity believe you?" The White Mountain was silent for a long time, and asked in a condensed voice.

"You have no choice." The Old Celestial Master said faintly.

"That's right, the Demon Clan is now at the end of its rope, you have no choice, surrendering to the human race now is the wisest choice." Old Ancestor Su Ming also echoed.

The White Mountain Demon God became more and more silent, and after a long time, he nodded dejectedly:

"I... promise you."

"White Mountain... you have disappointed this emperor too much!" Suddenly, a powerful pressure instantly enveloped the heaven and earth, and whether it was Moro or the Old Celestial Master, their expressions changed drastically.

They looked to the left front in disbelief.

This kind of pressure... is... a Demon Emperor?!

Where did the Demon Clan get so many powerhouses?

Under the shock, Moro quickly sent a sound transmission to the Book of Heaven, telling Chen Yuan to rush over as soon as possible, otherwise it would be dangerous.

The White Mountain Demon God also widened his eyes at this moment, turning to the front with a look of horror, his eyes full of astonishment, he could not believe that this scene was real.

In the void, a figure wearing a dark black evil black robe slowly condensed, his eyes were like black holes, overflowing with an evil and strange aura, his whole body seemed to be ignited with flames, and the void was distorted because of it.

At this moment, he appeared, as if he was the only one in the heaven and earth, making people involuntarily fear from the bottom of their hearts, even immortals were no exception.

Demon Emperor... Mo Ying!

No, it's the Demon God... Luo Tian!

"Demon Emperor, I... I just...." The White Mountain wanted to say something but stopped, on the one hand, he felt unbelievable about Mo Ying's changes, in his heart, he did not have much confidence, so he wanted to preserve the Demon Clan.

On the other hand, he was also ashamed of his betrayal, in any case, he had indeed said such words just now, and had such thoughts.

This was indeed the case.

"No need to say more, traitors... will all die." 'Mo Ying's' voice became more and more hoarse, like a voice from hell, his faint gaze turned over, instantly making the White Mountain's heart horrified, and he spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Chen Yuan... where is he?"

The Luo Tian Demon God, who had taken control of Mo Ying's body, looked indifferently at the most powerful Moro in the field, but it was as if he was looking at an ant.

"Who are you?"

Moro's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice.

"This deity is asking you, Chen Yuan... where is he?!" The Luo Tian Demon God took a step out, and the terrifying power crushed the heaven and earth, sweeping across the world, and the surrounding void collapsed in an instant.

Hundred miles of terrain collapsed.

"You go first, this monk will cover you!" Moro said to the Old Celestial Master and Old Ancestor Su Ming in a low voice, and the next moment, a ten thousand-foot golden body condensed from the void.

Neither sad nor happy, extremely indifferent.

"Fellow Daoist Moro..."

"Imperial Preceptor..."

The two of them looked hesitant, with the relationship between Moro and Chen Yuan, if they really abandoned Moro and left, Chen Yuan would definitely not let them go.

"Go, His Majesty will not blame you!"

Moro said in a deep voice.

"You... you still want to leave..." The Luo Tian Demon God seemed to have heard some earth-shattering joke, and sneered disdainfully. His eyes narrowed, and the void for thousands of miles instantly solidified.

Moro gave a low shout, and the ten thousand-foot golden body pressed down with one palm, the power of the rules flowed, wanting to break through the boundless demonic energy.

However, the Luo Tian Demon God just tapped lightly, and Moro's golden body Dharma Image collapsed instantly, turning into nothingness.