Chapter 555 68: Slaying a Demon Bare-Handed

In the pitch-black, frigid void, countless floating continents and colossal boulders drifted through space.

A mass of pitch-black Demon Fog, dozens of miles across, hung between several of the giant rocks, pulsing with demonic intent.

The students of Chongxuan Academy all steered clear of this area, not daring to come here to hunt Celestial Demons.

And this was the very place the female School Principal had indicated, a lair occupied by two Tier Five Nine Netherworld Dragons.

A streak of sword light shot across the void, leisurely flying into the boundless Demon Fog.

The Demon Fog immediately began to roil as if boiling, and a natural repulsive force pressed in on the sword light.

Fang Cheng revealed himself. With a wave of his wide sleeve, a surge of Sword Intent emerged.

In the next moment, the endlessly churning Demon Fog parted cleanly before Fang Cheng, revealing a straight path.

ROAR!

A roar echoed from within the Demon Fog, and then a giant dragon, over a hundred zhang long and covered in ghostly blue scales, shot out from the black mist.

The great dragon had nine Dragon Horns on its head and radiated a frigid, spectral aura. Its Dragon Scales were naturally covered in strange, swirling patterns that dizzied and mesmerized any who looked upon them.

Behind it, a dense swarm of Nine Netherworld Dragons blotted out the void, pouring out of the Demon Fog. Most were Tier Two or Three Nether Dragons, but a few, like the leader, were at the Tier Four level.

Fang Cheng laughed heartily. He pointed a finger, and the Mountain-Slaying Flying Sword erupted into a brilliant Sword Aura. The light moved as fast as lightning, circling the lead Nine Netherworld Dragon hundreds of times in the blink of an eye. Then, with a final chop, it abruptly stopped and hung silently in the void.

Only then did the sound of rolling thunder echo out.

Before the Nine Netherworld Dragon could react, countless blinding rays of light burst from its body, and it shattered into hundreds, then thousands of pieces.

Now that Fang Cheng's Magical Power had advanced, he could unleash seventy to eighty percent of the Tier Five Flying Sword's might.

Caught completely off guard, the Tier Four Nine Netherworld Dragon was slain on the spot in a mere instant.

Silently, a great, pitch-black banner appeared behind Fang Cheng. Its surface was embroidered with countless ghastly patterns, and it emanated a dreadful, chilling yin energy that spread in all directions.

An invisible vortex materialized on the banner's surface, pulling in and devouring the Nine Netherworld Dragon's Demon Soul.

Seeing this, the other Nether Dragons were filled with a mixture of shock and fury, and immediately surged toward Fang Cheng!

Fang Cheng stood firm in the void. He activated a Sword Technique, and the Mountain-Slaying Flying Sword split into countless Sword Auras, which then condensed into thousands of sword-filaments that swept madly toward the Nether Dragons.

Some of these filaments were straight and powerful, moving with grand, sweeping motions. Others were nimble and swift, flashing like lightning.

Wherever the sword-filaments passed, the bodies of the Nine Netherworld Dragons were sliced apart.

Fang Cheng's aura alone was enough to suppress the overwhelming tide of Nether Dragons, pinning them in place and making it impossible for them to advance even a single inch.

The Netherworld Banner behind him had already grown to a hundred zhang tall. As the great, ghost-patterned banner unfurled, it created a massive, invisible vortex that devoured countless Demon Souls.

A strange, melodious ringing of swords echoed through the void.

Many students from Chongxuan Academy turned their heads in surprise, looking toward Fang Cheng.

"Who in the world is that? How can he be so ferocious?!"

Someone exclaimed softly, beginning to discuss with their companions.

These people were all clad in Profound Gold Battle Armor. They were tall, powerfully built, and masculine, each one radiating a chilling killing intent. Through endless battles with Celestial Demons, they had forged a sharp and formidable disposition.

"He's not wearing any battle armor. He must be an outside Cultivator."

"Hmm... A Dharma Realm outsider. It's highly likely he's here to hunt those two Tier Five Nether Dragons!"

"I wonder if he can kill them within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

Evidently, these students were well aware of the contents of the School Principal's entrance examination.

Meanwhile, after Fang Cheng's bout of slaughter, a long, ancient dragon's roar finally sounded.

The roar resounded through the void, shaking one's very soul. Then, from within the Demon Fog, a colossal dragon more than ten times the size of the previous Tier Four Nether Dragon slowly coiled upward.

The great dragon was covered in dense Demon Patterns, its aura spreading for a thousand li. Its enormous draconic eyes stared at Fang Cheng, a flash of fury within them.

It suddenly opened its mouth and exhaled a breath of ghostly blue dragon-fire, which swept toward Fang Cheng carrying a terrifying Demonic Qi that could freeze all creation.

A heaven-shaking streak of sword light shot across the sky.

The sword light was like a rainbow, as startling as a bolt of lightning, and gone in a flash.

The Nether Dragon's breath was instantly split in two!

In the next instant, Fang Cheng's figure flickered, and he appeared above the head of the Tier Five Nether Dragon.

He slowly crouched down, then let out a low shout and threw a thunderous punch.

As the blow landed, a sky full of dark golden light followed, suppressing the ghostly blue Demonic Light on the Nether Dragon. It was like the world was being turned upside down. A fierce gale howled within a thousand-zhang radius as a tide of energy exploded and spun, and countless Nether Dragons in its path were blasted to smithereens by the aftershock.

From a distance, one could see the ghostly blue dragon above the Demon Fog being forcefully shattered by that single punch.

This was the first time in Fang Cheng's life that he had killed a Tier Five Celestial Demon with his bare hands, without relying on his Dream Spirit Incarnation or Tier Five Feather Divine Soldiers.

A feeling of pure, exhilarating satisfaction washed over him.

From within the Demon Fog, another furious dragon's roar was heard, and countless Nine Netherworld Dragons surged out in a dense swarm.

Fang Cheng chuckled lightly as a Gu Insect, glittering with brilliant white light, flew from his sleeve.

It was none other than the Fire God Gu.

The Gu Insect seemed to contain a blazing sun within its body. Its back was covered in ancient, wave-like patterns, and it emitted an endless light that was bright but not blinding.

The Fire God Gu flew downward, instantly expanding into a blinding ball of fire a thousand zhang across.

Like a golden sun, it hung in the void, illuminating the pitch-black space.

The terrifying, world-destroying heat could be clearly felt even on the academy's floating continent.

The female School Principal in charge of this area raised a delicate eyebrow, her eyes glinting.

'I've heard of this Fire God Gu. Its power is said to be average, but its origin is quite thought-provoking.

'Besides powerful Tribulation Realm Gu Cultivators, certain Tier Six members of the Insect Race in the void can also incubate this Gu.'

At this moment, a tide of fire washed over the sky above the Demon Fog, like an ocean pouring out to instantly fill that section of the firmament.

Golden flames frantically scoured the void. Wherever the firelight passed, the void lit up, and the Nine Netherworld Dragons within the Demon Fog were instantly annihilated, leaving none behind.

The other Tier Five Nether Dragon saw that the situation was dire and hurriedly tried to flee.

Fang Cheng urged his sword light forward and calmly gave chase. With just over a dozen strikes, he cut down this Nether Dragon as well.

Afterward, he leisurely activated the Netherworld Banner to collect the sky full of Demon Souls, then calmly returned to the Profound Gold Iron Chain Array, landing before the female School Principal.

"Fellow Daoist, that didn't take longer than an incense stick, did it?" he asked.

The Qiu Sisters had long since witnessed Fang Cheng's power, so their faces showed no surprise.

On the other hand, the way the people from the academy looked at Fang Cheng was now completely different.

The female School Principal said with a serious expression, "Fellow Daoist, your Divine Techniques are astounding and worthy of admiration. My name is Du Ruo. I am one of the nineteen School Principals of the academy, and I am temporarily in charge of this Outer Profound Pagoda."

Fang Cheng gave his name as well, unconcerned by the female School Principal's change in attitude.

Du Ruo continued, "From this day forward, Fellow Daoist, you are the twentieth School Principal of our Chongxuan Academy. Please follow me back to the academy to handle the related formalities."

As she spoke, she activated a Secret Technique. The space around them rippled, their vision went dark then bright again, and she teleported Fang Cheng and the two sisters from the Outer Void back to the surface of Ping Lake inside the high tower.

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