Chapter 891: Chapter 889: The Heavenly Demon Appears, the Heavenly Dao Emerges 1
Chapter 891 Chapter 889 Heavenly Demon Emerges, the Heavenly Dao Appears 1 (1/3)
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The Heaven Demon Palace.
The roiling, ravaging black clouds devoured everything, as if to reduce all things to nothingness.
No.
Rather, those devouring black clouds were nothingness itself.
And deep within the endless void of black clouds.
A barefoot girl sat atop the pitch-black treasure gourd that resembled a black hole, swinging her fair little feet and letting out silver-bell laughter.
Beside her, Bai Zewei was bound by pitch-black ropes, then hung swaying at the edge of the pitch-black treasure gourd.
As if at any moment he would be devoured by the black hole, a lifetime of cultivation reduced to nothingness.
Fear and shock flowed across Bai Zewei’s face. He clenched his teeth, staring fixedly at the war unfolding below.
A war launched without a leader, by countless Demon Race powerhouses from the Demon Race’s Territories under the Heaven Demon Palace, against Heavenly Demon Gushe.
An iron-blooded army of hundreds of billions of demons poured in from every corner of the Demon Race’s Territories.
And then became nourishment to feed the pitch-black treasure gourd, fueling the girl’s mighty power.
Supreme divine abilities that could pluck stars and seize the moon. World-shaking secret arts that could reverse space and time.
And ancient formations that could shatter the sun, moon, and Star River.
These astonishing, world-shaking divine abilities and arts, enough to make immortals and buddhas bow their heads.
Under the combined casting of the billions-strong Demon Race army, they shook heaven and earth, fierce beyond disbelief.
But when these divine abilities and arts, enough to illuminate a Demon Race territory of ten billion light-years, drew near the roiling, ravaging black clouds that resembled nothingness.
They were like stones sinking into the sea, like mud falling into a river.
Not a single ripple was raised.
Let alone shaking or defeating the girl sitting atop the pitch-black treasure gourd.
“Heavenly Demon!”
“So this is a true Heavenly Demon!”
After the ceaseless attacks failed, the demons were helpless, and all beings were struck with horror.
Though many of the Demon Race powerhouses present had once been peerless Heaven’s Chosen who dazzled an entire era.
Some had even roamed All Heavens, contending with ten thousand races.
They knew of, and had even personally crossed hands and fought with, those Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm cultivators slandered as Heavenly Demons.
But only now, when a true Heavenly Demon appeared.
Did they understand.
Wrong. All wrong.
The cultivators of the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm were not Heavenly Demons at all.
Because a true Heavenly Demon was terrifying and powerful enough to drive the most unruly Demon Race Heaven’s Chosen to despair.
A false Heavenly Demon restrained itself, its Dao seemingly merciless yet merciful, leaving a virtue for life wherever it passed.
But a true Heavenly Demon.