"Demon Blade!" The Black Demon's face was as grim as ever. The armor blades on his arms emitted a sharp, piercing hum, clearly showing that his soul force had reached its peak.
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking through the air rang out. In the blink of an eye, the Black Demon vanished from his spot, charging toward Lin Qian at extreme speed.
At this moment, Lin Qian was still brandishing his twin swords, fending off the overwhelming black blade energy that filled the sky.
In the past, the Blade Prison technique was used to wear down the enemy with relentless attacks, and then, at their weakest moment, finish them off with a soul-force-infused Demon Blade.
But this Lin Qian had completely thwarted the Blade Prison's attacks, repelling every single blade strike without losing an ounce of strength.
"This boy must not be allowed to live. If he survives, failing this plan will be nothing. In the future, there may never be another chance." The Black Demon thought to himself as he charged faster and faster toward Lin Qian.
From the sky, he appeared as a streak of black light, aiming straight at Lin Qian in the center of the Blade Prison.
"Die!" In the blink of an eye, the Black Demon pierced through the Blade Prison and arrived in front of Lin Qian, slashing his Demon Blade toward Lin Qian's face.
But at that moment, Lin Qian suddenly looked up at the Black Demon, his face showing a mocking smirk. "I've been waiting for you."
As Lin Qian's words fell, immense power erupted from his twin swords, blasting away all the surrounding blade energy.
At the same time, both the Thunder Night Sword and the Cloud Sword slashed toward the Black Demon's Demon Blade-clad arms.
Boom!
The Demon Blade and the twin swords collided, and the ground beneath them suddenly collapsed, with immense power spreading in all directions. Rocks flew, the earth cracked, and countless spirit trees were shattered into fragments.
"Ugh..." The Black Demon's eyes widened as he felt his body unable to withstand the immense force, sending him flying backward.
The Black Demon couldn't believe his eyes. His all-powerful Demon Blade strike had been blocked by Lin Qian?
How could this be? Lin Qian was merely in the Transcendent Realm. Even if he had used some secret technique to temporarily enhance his strength, how could he possibly block the Demon Blade's lethal strike?
The Demon Blade's assault was a full-force killing blow—fast, immensely powerful, and incredibly sharp.
Even if this body was merely a borrowed demonic vessel, there should be no one on Soul Martial Continent capable of resisting this deadly strike.
Even if there were, they would be few and far between, certainly not a young human like the one before him.
But the cold, harsh reality shattered his pride.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
As the Black Demon was sent flying, Lin Qian immediately followed, his twin swords slicing through the air like a relentless storm, attacking continuously.
The Black Demon clenched his teeth, swinging his arms as the blades on his arms clashed violently with Lin Qian's twin swords, the sound of metal striking metal ringing through the air.
Too fast, too fast!
The Black Demon's mind roared as beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. The sword shadows before him grew increasingly complex, and Lin Qian's speed and strength only continued to increase.
The pressure mounted, and the Black Demon's expression grew darker.
The black demonic blood in his demonic body surged wildly, emitting black mist as soul force poured from his body, condensing on the blades of his arms.
The demonic blood was his trump card, but now, the Black Demon could feel that this demonic vessel had been pushed to its limits. His demonic blood was being consumed at several times the normal rate.
Even if this battle didn't reach a conclusion, once his demonic blood was exhausted, this demonic vessel would be completely destroyed.
This was no different from having his demonic body slain.
"You've lost, Black Demon," Lin Qian suddenly said coldly. His twin swords merged back into the Emperor's Sword, which now gleamed with brilliant golden light.
"You've fought the Emperor for this long—an affront, of course..." Lin Qian paused, stepping closer to the Black Demon, raising the Emperor's Sword high above his head.
"No pardon for those who defy me!"
As Lin Qian's voice fell, the Emperor's Sword mercilessly slashed down.
There was no earth-shattering power, no overwhelming sword energy—just the gleaming Emperor's Sword, descending with simplicity.
The Black Demon raised his arms, but the sword sliced through them, and the Demon Blades on his arms were nothing more than decorations, easily cut apart. His hardened arms were like tofu, effortlessly severed by the Emperor's Sword.
The Emperor's Sword sliced through the Black Demon's head, cutting straight down the center.
In the next moment, Lin Qian withdrew his sword and stepped back, watching from a distance as the Black Demon hovered in mid-air.
"You..." The Black Demon raised his hand, pointing weakly at Lin Qian, his lips trembling but unable to speak. A black line suddenly appeared down the center of his body, and ink-black blood spurted out.
The body of Yun Hu, which the Black Demon had been controlling, was split in two and fell lifelessly to the ground.
However, at that moment, Lin Qian's soul force surged from within him, wrapping around the corpse and sending it into the Huaxia Empire on the Illusory Star. He was certain that Zhuge Ming and the Ministry of Engineering would find it of great interest.
Afterward, Lin Qian flew back to the Huaxia Emperor warship, the golden flames around his body gradually dissipating, and his heightened aura returned to normal.
"Father?" Lin Qian murmured, confused and bewildered as he looked at the unconscious Emperor Lin. His vision went black, and with a loud thud, he collapsed, unconscious as well.
"Qian'er!"
At the same time, in the vast, outer void, where darkness stretched endlessly, a massive planet far larger than Earth floated silently in the blackness.
Upon closer inspection, a layer of hazy mist covered the planet, filled with vibrant life.
On a distant gray stone in the void sat a figure cloaked in a black robe.
This figure, who had previously been meditating with closed eyes, suddenly opened them wide, gasping for breath as Lin Qian killed the body of Yun Hu.
After a long moment, the figure regained his composure, his eyes filled with hatred as he gazed at the distant planet. "Soul Martial Continent, Lin Qian!"
"Damn it! Where did this boy come from?!" The figure cursed in fury, glaring at the increasingly vibrant life force emanating from the planet. "And why is the life force of Soul Martial Continent suddenly recovering, becoming this strong?"