Chapter 1124 - 1120: The Demon Race's Junior

When they walked out, they were all confident, all wanting to make a show, but after seeing the Big Bell clearly, the two Great Emperors immediately panicked.

It was this Big Bell.

In the past, they were suppressed by it multiple times.

In the Void God Realm, on the Ancient Battlefield...

Lingyun's face froze.

Zhengheng's eyes darted around, and after a moment of thought, he turned back, smiling slyly at Yue Wuxia: "Girl, you were spot on."

He realized it was better to be open-minded.

In the past, even at his peak, he was still suppressed by this Big Bell multiple times, suffering endlessly. If he acted now, he was certain his end would be miserable.

Yue Wuxia blinked but did not speak.

Lan Yi was speechless.

Lin Qianfan laughed, "No need to panic, my sect is above. If I shout, they will come to aid us and save you all."

"Lingyun, go for it, take it down!" Demon Emperor Zhengheng shouted loudly, his smile crafty.

Chen Pingping opened a corner of the abyss with his fist, connecting the Heavens to the eighty-one layers. As he walked out, his figure appeared.

Mo Lai, standing by the Ink-Washing River, naturally saw him too, his expression instantly becoming excited, and he shouted, "My father, my father is still alive, he's going to act, An, do you see?"

Lingyun: "..."

Mo Lai, usually calm, at this moment was as excited as a child, losing all composure and calmness.

The voice grew louder, as if to tell everyone his father was in the eighty-one layers, his father was a Human Emperor, and his father was preparing to slay gods.

You all better watch closely.

From this angle, Lingyun was already ahead of Chen Pingping, and he... looked more composed than Chen Pingping, his physique robust and tall, with a stern and dignified face, giving an air of authority without anger.

From this perspective, he indeed seemed ready to act.

The crowd couldn't help but look forward to it.

Zhang Ziyu strode forward, "Where is it? Where is it?" He came to Mo Lai's side, poking his head out, staring at the bottom of the abyss.

Finally seeing the true face of Lingyun Emperor.

The aura was dignified, grand, more like the strongest of the Human Clan than Chen Pingping.

Moreover, Lingyun Emperor is a venerable practitioner who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years!

Thinking this, Zhang Ziyu immediately anticipated: "Your father looks very powerful." After a pause, he added, "Though... compared to this young master's Sword Dao, it seems slightly lacking." He laughed, rubbing his nose.

"Compared to my Void Body, how is he?" Wen Qingshan also ran over gleefully: "Hmm, Lingyun Emperor's Essence Qi Spirit is brimming, his energy and blood are thriving. If he acts, he's sure to slay gods."

He too was looking forward to it.

Below, Lingyun immediately felt immense pressure, he hadn't sweated coldly in years, now... his face was covered.

His son was watching, should he act or not?

To fight was a definite loss.

Fuck!

Fortunately, a corner of the abyss slowly closed.

Lingyun Emperor quickly ran back to Chen Pingping, solemnly saying, "Kid, it's not that I can't beat him, but... I can't take credit alone. Later, let's act together, you take down the Big Bell, I'll handle the True God's intensity - how about that?"

He was getting clever again.

Slaying gods?

It didn't have to be done solo, it could be duo!

If he participated in this slaying, it would count as his achievement too, right?

Chen Pingping nodded, "I'm steady with that!" He had been hesitating just earlier about how he should break into the Heavens.

The intensity of this will looked tough!

And that Big Bell, too.

If he unleashed everything, it could expose his cards.

But now, with a senior taking the lead, boldly facing the will, his pressure was greatly reduced.

Chen Pingping smiled slightly, striding out, still clasping his fists, the Six Tao Reincarnation Fist roaring towards the sky, the purpose clear.

Meanwhile, Lingyun Emperor was also drawing his sword, thinking, "This kid is indeed excellent, but... he cultivates Divine Skills, I cultivate the sword, this Emperor is also excellent."

He drew a sword, and the cold light illuminated the abyss.

His tall physique rushed forward quickly, his expression extremely stern.

But when the powerful sword light fell, it was swallowed whole by the True God's will.

Lingyun was stunned.

Behind him, Zhengheng laughed heartily, "Human Clan folks, your cunning isn't working, and your schemes have gone awry, the True God's will is the strongest."

Indeed!

The True God's will controls the ancient bell; it is the main one, naturally stronger than the Divine Weapon.

Though both in the Half-God Realm, it is infinitely close to God, its Essence Qi Spirit has reached the tenth level, and the unleashed Power of Immortality is thick.

Moreover, its physique is special, not an ordinary flesh body, but the aggregation of will.

The towering body, suspended in the abyss, after swallowing Lingyun's Sword Dao, its form gradually revealed, entirely dark red.

Crimson cracks, like magma, spreading from the crown to the sole.

Gaze like a small mountain, staring at Lingyun.

Boom!

A giant foot stepped out from the abyss, the Natural Dharma terrifying waves coiling around it, forming irregular principles.

After this step, the abyss shook violently, the eighty-one layers wobbled as if ready to collapse and shatter at any time.

On the other side...

Chen Pingping acted to suppress the Big Bell, Mao Qiu directly hugged the Big Bell and chomped on it, eating it crispily.

Lingyun widened his eyes, "Can it be like this?" He regretted it.

Fuck!

Just remembered there's this matter, the True God's will is the bell's owner!

Is the bell strong? Or is the owner?

In a brief daze, the True God's will's other foot also stepped into the eighty-one layers, thick magical power erupted fiercely like a mudslide into this old land.

Lingyun's scalp tingled, pondering how to defend.

Buzz!

A profound Sword Intent slashed in from afar, so sharp it was terrifying, breaking through the True God's will's attack in a flash.

Lingyun Emperor was momentarily stunned, looking in that direction, his eyes widened, heart shaking.

A dog.

A humanoid dog, holding the Void Sword, with a towering abyss above, where countless Sword Dao coexisted.

Lingyun exclaimed, "Who the hell's dog is this?"

"Demon Race descendant... ah ah ah ah!" Zhengheng watched dumbfounded, a humanoid dog holding a sword, cleaving the True God's will's attack.

No one was more excited than him.

This is the Demon Race.

Indeed!

A genuine Demon Race.

Spiritual Beasts are also demons, part of the Demon Race.

Zhengheng drooled, excitedly shouting, "My second chief Disciple."

At the side, Lan Yi had black lines all over her face, tone resentful: "Master, it's the chief Disciple, then what am I?"

The little black dog, carrying the Abyss Sword Tao, came with astonishing momentum, swiftly slashing out a second sword, its dense Sword Dao penetrating the True God's will.

Sword Intent pierced through its body, slicing through the pitch-black abyss.

Then, the third sword...

Too powerful.

In Lingyun's heart, a storm rose into a thousand heights: "This Emperor was fighting the True God's will, it actually came out to strike, this must be for this Emperor's sake, correct, it's for the Emperor, it probably sees my potential, excellent, I want this dog."

Zhengheng howled, "Demon Race descendant, come quickly to apprenticize!"

Pity, the little black didn't pay attention to them, after slashing the fourth Sword Intent, the True God's will began to weaken.

Those observing from the Heavens were shocked, "Who's acting? That Sword Dao!"

Woof woof woof!

With the fourth sword concluding, the little black dog returned to normal, the Abyss Sword Tao dissipating, and it ran towards Chen Pingping.

Lingyun exclaimed, "Damn it, I'm here."

"Demon Race descendant, you ran to the wrong place." Zhengheng also shouted in surprise.

Until the little black leapt into Chen Pingping's arms, the two Great Emperors were completely dumbfounded, only then realizing that this dog belonged to him?