923 The Sword of the Battle God, Would You Believe that My Hand Trembled? (1/2)

The giant black rocks kept falling to the ground, causing the Demonic Halls to tremble violently as the metal pillars were gradually revealed.

Rumble!

”…”

The giant rocks fell on the ground, causing the entire Blood Shadow City to tremor as if it was about to collapse.

Crack! The crack on the floor extended. The terrifying tearing force and the powerful collision almost caused the entire Demonic Hall to split into two.

A strike of the sword had split the entire Demonic Hall apart!

How terrifying was that?

The Demon soldiers were stunned as they saw the Demonic Hall collapse. The immense shock from their heart made them feel as though their bodies were not theirs anymore.

Meanwhile, Ying Dao and the few elders of the demon race fell on the grond in the Demonic Hall with their eyes widened as blood stained their bodies.

”Meng Tian, Sagely Battle God Meng Tian!”

”So this is Meng Tian?!”

”The Sagely Battle God Meng Tian who had once split upon the Blood Shadow City with a strike of his sword and chased after the Demon Lord for thousands of miles!”

If there was a kind of fear that originated from the soul, the strike undoubtedly caused the elders of the Demon Race, Domain Chiefs and the Domain Chief to feel this fear.

”Cough cough…” Violent coughs could be heard in the dust before Emperor Yun who was covered in dust got up slowly from the wreckage.

However, when he saw the collapsed Demonic Hall beside him, his body shook and his eyes became bloodshot.

As the Emperor of the Demon Race, how humiliating was it for him to see how the Demonic Hall was split apart by someone else.

At this moment, a soft voice was heard.

”This sword… is so ordinary.” A figure walked slowly to the Demon Lord while holding on to a long sword that was completely broken.

Evidently, the powerful force could not be withstood by any ordinary swords as Fang Zhengzhi's sword had been broken by the powerful force.

”Sword?!” Emperor Yun's eyes widened again as he looked towards the North. There was a small village and a person stood with a Traceless Sword in his hand. The sword seemed to be the sword that was used to split apart the Blood Shadow City in the past.

The sword of the Sagely Battle God was in the Northern Mountain Village.

However, despite that…

The powerful Sagely Battle God Meng Tian could still split apart the most sturdy Demonic Hall in the Blood Shadow City into two with an ordinary sword.

How terrifying was that.

”Hundred years ago, I made a strike with my sword in the Blood Shadow City. Today, I will make another strike and that's sufficient!” Fang Zhengzhi looked at Emperor Yun in the ruins and at the Elders of the Demon Race and Domain Chiefs who had stood up, as well as the Demon soldiers who had surrounded him.

”Make another strike and that's sufficient, what do you mean…” Before Emperor Yun could finish his sentence, ”Meng Tian” had disappeared in front of him.

This gave him an extremely bad premonition. Earlier on, he had kicked Ying Dao in the Demonic Hall and confidently claimed that he could protect himself even if he was fighting against Meng Tian.

However, the reality was…

The Demonic Hall had been split into two.

Now that Meng Tian had disappeared again, chills went down his back.

”Meng Tian, you won't be able to kill me!” As Emperor Yun said this, a sword as black as ink appeared in his hand.

At that instant when the long sword appeared, a pair of black wings grew from Emperor Yun's back. When the two wings expanded, they turned into two swirls of whirlwind that protected Emperor Yun from the left and the right and sent him flying at an extremely fast speed towards the sky.

However, before Emperor Yun reached two meters high, a figure had appeared at the top of his head and a foot stomped down on him violently.

This foot stomped down extremely quickly and powerfully, such that Emperor Yun who was flying up towards the sky could not dodge it at all.

Bam!

Yun Di only felt that his face was forcefully pressed on a hard metal board such that he heard a buzzing sound.

After that, he felt that his body was being stomped down by someone else and fell deeply into the small rocks without any resistance.

It happened too quickly.

At this speed, the elders and Domain Chiefs around the Demon Lord could not save him even if they wanted to. Moreover, as ”Meng Tian” stepped on the Demon Lord, he placed the broken sword in his hand onto the throat of the Demon Lord.

”You…” Emperor Yun wanted to move but he felt a cold sensation on his neck just as his body moved up an inch. It seemed like he touched a broken sword.

However, the sharp edge of the broken sword had already made a cut on his neck and blood dripped down.

Emperor Yun looked at ”Meng Tian” who had stepped on him and could not speak due to his overwhelming shock.

Meanwhile, Meng Tian's attention was not on Emperor Yun's face but rather on the pair of black wings behind him.

”This pair of wings… seems to be great!” Fang Zhengzhi's eyes lit up. He was not surprised with the kind of protective artifacts Emperor Yun had as after all, he was a Demon Lord and ought to own some impressive artifacts.

With this thought, Fang Zhengzhi bent down slowly and touched the black wings of the Demon Lord with his left hand.

”What do you want to do?!” Emperor Yun's face turned pale. As a Demon Lord, he had been repeatedly humiliated until he was going mad, yet now, the ”Meng Tian” in front of him seemed to be eyeing for the ”Black-Golden Wings” behind his back. How could he tolerate this?

”Nothing much, just lend me this pair of wings to play around with. Besides that, do you mind heading to the Holy Region with me, Sir Demon Lord? Fang Zhengzhi smirked as he looked around him with a relaxed and casual vibe.

”You want to kidnap me? Instead of killing…”

”Hmm, don't you feel extremely happy that you had just escaped from death? Don't be in a hurry to thank me because your life would be even more miserable than death in the future!” Fang Zhengzhi broke off Emperor Yun's sentence, placed a hand on his shoulder and lifted him up from the ground.

”Meng Tian, let Sir Demon Lord go!”

”Let Sir Demon Lord go or you won't be able to leave the Blood Shadow City!”

”Let Sir Demon Lord go now!”

The elders of the demon race's expressions changed when they saw ”Meng Tian” lifting Demon Lord up with one hand. After all, they never expected such an outcome.

They saw the Demon Lord being kidnapped with their own eyes?

Furthermore, the person who kidnapped him was alone, how could they tolerate this?

”Stop talking nonsense, move aside or I will kill him right now.” Fang Zhengzhi frowned.