The massive water dragon charged toward the two Demon Gods standing ahead of Nalan Sheng. This was the most powerful Saint-level martial skill he could unleash!
"Kekeke."
The two Demon Gods laughed eerily as they watched the enormous water dragon approach. Instead of dodging, they rushed straight into it.
Nalan Sheng's eyes widened in shock. Could his martial skill even harm these Demon Gods?
In the next moment, something unimaginable happened. The two Demon Gods passed straight through the water dragon without taking any damage at all! It was as though the martial skill had no effect on them whatsoever.
"This is impossible!!!"
Nalan Sheng's worldview was completely overturned. It was terrifying. His most powerful attack hadn't even scratched them. To the two Demon Gods, his attack was nothing more than water splashing harmlessly against their bodies.
At this rate, he was going to die!
Only the sword, only the power of the sword could save him. His own martial skills were utterly useless!
[Thousand Thunder]!
At this critical moment, Nalan Sheng could no longer hesitate. Channeling all the energy in his body, he sent it into the sword he was holding.
Crackle, crackle—
Fierce, overwhelming lightning energy burst from the sword, surging toward the approaching Demon Gods.
"Haha, it's useless! You puny humans and your martial skills are nothing more than tickles to us!" the two Demon Gods roared with laughter, preparing to rush through the lightning just as they had with the water dragon.
But the moment the lightning touched their bodies, their eyes widened in shock.
"What…?"
"ROAR!!!"
Both Demon Gods let out a thunderous roar of pain.
They could feel the searing agony coursing through their bodies. The pain was excruciating, as though the lightning was tearing them apart.
The intense electric current continued to assault their bodies, soon leaving their skin charred and blackened.
"This is the power of the sword!" shouted one of the Demon Gods still in the sky.
Staring at Nalan Sheng, it let out a furious growl. Its right hand extended, and a massive force surged forward, transforming into a gigantic black hand made of dark energy.
The black hand reached out, grabbing a towering mountain in the distance and yanking it free.
Boom, boom, boom—
With a mighty heave, the Demon God hurled the mountain toward Nalan Sheng!
Nalan Sheng had just begun to relax after seeing the effectiveness of the Thousand Thunder attack when he noticed a massive shadow looming over him.
Looking up, he saw a massive mountain plummeting toward him.
"No!!!"
Nalan Sheng screamed inwardly as the mountain hurtled down. There was no time to dodge!
[Blood Flame Crescent Slash]!
His reflexes kicked in just in time. Channeling as much energy as he could into the Ye Fan Sword, he unleashed a powerful slash.
Whoosh—
A huge, blood-red crescent of flame shot upward, slicing the mountain cleanly in half.
Nalan Sheng looked ahead to see the Demon Gods still paralyzed by the lightning from Thousand Thunder. They were unable to move.
This was his chance.
Nalan Sheng's heart raced. If he could kill one of the Demon Gods, he might be able to absorb its power! The energy of a Demon God was incredibly potent and could potentially help him break through to the Martial God level.
If he continued fighting like this, even with the sword, he was sure to die eventually.
There was no other choice!
"Ahhh!!!"
With a furious cry, Nalan Sheng activated all his power and charged toward one of the Demon Gods.
Whoosh—
His burst of energy, fueled by fear of death, propelled him forward at incredible speed.
"You're seeking death!"
The Demon God's eyes widened as it realized Nalan Sheng was attacking. It roared in fury.
How dare this mere insect think it could kill a Demon God!?
To it, this was the greatest insult.
But before it could react, Nalan Sheng was already before it, slashing with the Ye Fan Sword.
Clang—
The Demon God's body, still crackling with electricity and slightly paralyzed, reacted slower than usual. But even so, dealing with a Martial Saint like Nalan Sheng should have been no problem.
"Ahhh!!!"
Nalan Sheng screamed as he slashed wildly with the Ye Fan Sword, putting everything he had into each strike.
Clang, clang, clang—
The sound of clashing weapons echoed, each blow intensifying the Demon God's rage.
"Damn insect!!!"
Furious, the Demon God retaliated, swinging its massive blade. As their weapons collided, fragments of metal began to fly off.
Crack—
In the next moment, with a crisp sound, the Demon God's sword was sliced cleanly in half.
The Demon God's eyes widened in disbelief.
How could this be!?
It had been shocked when the sword chipped earlier, but never in its wildest dreams had it imagined that its weapon would be completely shattered!
"You will die!!!"
Though Nalan Sheng's body was battered, with blood flowing from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears due to the intense clash, he saw his opportunity.
Taking advantage of the Demon God's broken weapon, he swung the Ye Fan Sword in a vicious arc toward its head.
Boom—
The razor-sharp Ye Fan Sword cleaved the Demon God's head in two, splattering red and white matter everywhere.
He did it. He had killed a Demon God!
But at that moment, Nalan Sheng noticed something strange—the Ye Fan Sword was not absorbing the Demon God's blood and energy as it had with others.
What was going on!?
Looking closely, he saw a bright light emerging from the Demon God's body…