Taking advantage of this gap, Wang Teng Old Demon suddenly turned around, and a dense mass of green leaves and vines wildly danced, obscuring its figure. It transformed into a ray of azure light, merging into the vast sky blue storm, trying to mix fish eyes with pearls and escape without a trace.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng was slightly surprised but quickly narrowed his eyes, a dazzling divine light blossoming from the center of his brow.

His divine thought surged overwhelmingly, permeating several hundred miles, and the void immediately rippled with countless "ripples."

Roar!

The next second, a massive blazing red dragon roared as it emerged from nothingness, and a vast expanse of crimson flames expanded, not only tearing apart the sweeping storm but also engulfing more than half of the heavenly curtain.

Simultaneously, less than a thousand feet above the ground, a huge "black hole" suddenly appeared, instantly swallowing miles of void.

Aah!

In the next instant, two piercing screams suddenly came from within the black hole, and then two huge black-furred rats, wounded all over and with their bones exposed, shot out from the depths of the black hole, trailed by long bloodstreaks, fleeing into the ground in a panic, disappearing without a trace.

Only two deep, dark holes were left, with dark red demon blood splattering around the edges.

On the other side, Zhao Sheng took a step forward, instantly appearing above the fire dragon's head. Countless Violet Thunder Lights expanded from his body, covering an area of a hundred miles in the blink of an eye, giving no chance for the opponent to escape.

This series of actions was completed in the span of a moment.

When the sea of thunder enveloped a hundred miles, a patch of void eighty-plus miles to the southwest suddenly burst with a cluster of azure light, and at its core appeared Wang Teng Old Demon.

This demon felt its spirit violently quake, a power of primordial spirit beyond imagination impacting its demon soul, freezing both it and the azure light around it in midair, as if a fly in amber.

Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed with a sharp killing intent, and he raised his hand to point with a finger.

The crimson fire dragon above suddenly transformed into a rainbow of fire, flying over eighty miles of void in an instant, "puffing" through Wang Teng Old Demon's abdomen, punching a hole through it.

In the next moment, Wang Teng Old Demon's flesh exploded into flames, engulfed by fire in the blink of an eye, becoming a gigantic human torch.

At this time, Zhao Sheng's face suddenly turned cold, instantly moving to the torch's side, waving his hand to extinguish the raging light, revealing a section of withered vine as thick as a bucket and more than a person's height.

The surface of the vine was charred black, but some areas still emitted a lustrous azure light, as if the finest top-grade jade.

"Humph, a fake body puppet? Quite some skill," Zhao Sheng chuckled wryly, his figure suddenly transforming into a flash of lightning, shooting towards the ground.

With a hum, a wisp of purple electric light suddenly appeared above the two ground holes, instantly revealing Zhao Sheng's figure.

Just at this moment, a glimmer of green light quietly appeared above a hundred feet, gradually condensing into a lean old man with green hair and blue eyes, wearing a skirt of vine leaves around his waist, precisely Wang Teng Old Demon, who had failed to escape. At this time, his entire right leg had disappeared, supported by only one leg, yet appearing very natural, without any sense of discord.

"Run, why don't you run?!" Zhao Sheng crossed his arms over his chest, slowly rising across from him, smiling as he spoke.

As he spoke, a black and a red stream of light flew rapidly from the distance, then hovered incessantly above the master's head.

Wang Teng Old Demon glanced at the Black Abyss Sword and Fire Dragon Spear, then looked respectfully at Zhao Sheng, saying bitterly, "Little demons have no grievance with True Monarch, why must you drive us to extinction? True Monarch may not know, but you have just caused a catastrophic disaster. If you don't stop now, not only will True Monarch face the danger of divine soul annihilation, but your entire family might be implicated and exterminated."

Zhao Sheng's gaze flickered upon hearing this, sneering, "Such grand words! I'd like to hear where this catastrophic disaster comes from. Just with you worthless scraps?... My single hand can obliterate you."

Seeing this, Wang Teng Old Demon's confidence surged, and he hurriedly threatened, "We of the Demon Clan certainly don't count for much, but what about the Ten Thousand Star Palace? You must know that the Ten Thousand Star Palace spans across the heavens—"

"Alright, enough nonsense! The name of the Ten Thousand Star Palace, of course, I have heard of it and understand it. From what you say, could it be you come from the Ten Thousand Star Palace?"

"Indeed! This king is a general elder of the Ten Thousand Star Palace, and the Evil Teeth Three Evil are attendants to the Seventeenth Princess. You killed Big Teeth, and surely the princess will be thunderously furious... Without this king mediating, True Monarch's fate may be..."

The more Wang Teng Old Demon spoke, the more confident he became, his words eventually carrying an implicit threat.

Zhao Sheng's heart stirred, following the thread of the conversation, he asked, "I don't know what background this Seventeenth Princess has?"

"The origin of the Seventeenth Princess is extraordinary, she is directly descended from the White Tiger Great Saint. The White Tiger Great Saint is the Palace Guardian Sacred Beast of our Ten Thousand Star Palace, possessing boundless mana, comparable in strength to a human True Immortal!"

Zhao Sheng chuckled upon hearing this, deliberately mocking, "Haha! I don't believe it, the dignified offspring of a Sacred Beast acting as a bandit in secret. Unless you can provide evidence, today will be your death."

"Evidence? The evidence is right there, do you dare to come with me to see the Seventeenth Princess." Wang Teng Old Demon pointed east, full of provocation.

Zhao Sheng shook his head, "Don't think you can trick an old man like me with a diversion, surrender... or die! Choose one."

Though he spoke thus, he actually believed the demon's words but couldn't let the other manipulate the conversation, he had to take the initiative.

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