Chapter 1434: The God Of Eternal Calamity

Upon hearing that the master of the Nine Heavens Sword Maiden was none other than the esteemed gentleman, the surrounding crowd was even more shaken.

Lei Qianjue and several fellow cultivators clearly held Master Lu in even greater awe. The faint trace of malice in their eyes had completely vanished, replaced solely by reverence in their words and demeanor.

As for the many powerful cultivators of Yunxing, they regarded the members of Shadow Island as supreme, with even the minor figures being surrounded and revered.

Numerous once-renowned experts now approached like starstruck fans, constantly bowing and trying to curry favor with the Shadow Island members. Their enthusiasm was matched only by their humility, creating an atmosphere of fervent excitement.

Just as the human army was caught up in this frenzy, Yun Yaoyao had quietly ventured deep into the heart of the demon realm, standing silently beside a dark spring.

With a delicate hand, she formed a series of seals, slowly extracting the source of darkness. It shimmered like a black pearl, floating above her palm.

Gazing at the pure darkness, Yun Yaoyao finally allowed a hint of satisfaction to show on her face.

"Finally," she murmured. "The heart of the demon realm is mine."

As she whispered these words, her twin swords unsheathed, and with a single slash, she severed the dark spring.

In an instant, the endless demonic energy began to dissipate, and the entire demon capital gradually emerged into the clear world. A mysterious light escaped from the spring, which Yun Yaoyao swiftly captured with a wave of her hand.

"Is this the world's origin of the demon realm?" she wondered aloud.

After confirming the purity of the energy, she sheathed her swords and stored everything she had obtained into a jade ring before vanishing without a trace.

Not long after, the human army, led by Master Lu, began to clean up the battlefield with great fervor. The Xiong Fen father and son led the charge, while the Shadow Island members continuously harvested various demon corpses.

Only when their storage tokens were full and their hands could no longer carry any more severed limbs did they reluctantly stop.

The battle was completely over, and the few surviving stragglers were no longer a concern.

In an unnoticed corner, Long Tian, still reeling from the shock of the previous battle, was suddenly thrust into the position of Demon Lord. The sudden turn of events and the resolution of his vendetta left him with no more grievances. He bowed deeply to Master Lu, swearing an oath to the heavens, pledging his unwavering loyalty from that day forward.

From then on, the demon race posed no further threat, having been reduced to a mere subordinate clan.

This great victory was exhilarating, and witnessing the prowess of the Nine Heavens Sword Maiden left many cultivators in awe. As the Shadow Island members departed through the void, their joyous laughter echoed across the starry sea.

The laughter was filled with an indescribable sense of relief, releasing the pent-up frustrations of generations. Many felt their mental states elevate, with some even on the verge of breakthroughs.

Meanwhile, deep within the endless starry sea, in an isolated void, Lou Benwei was personally instructing Chi Li in new songs and dances.

Taking advantage of this brief respite, the suppressed Totem Lord beneath the long chair finally had a moment to catch his breath, quietly exhaling a long sigh.

"Ah..."

As a breath of foul air escaped, a fierce glint appeared in the Totem Lord's large eyes.

He stared intently at the small skeletal figure not far away, his eyes continuously filling with bloodlust. It seemed he was on the verge of losing control, ready to charge forward and fight to the death!

At that moment, Lou Benwei suddenly stopped his movements and, with his back turned, sneered.

"Oh? You're not behaving, are you? Do you think you're capable now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an overwhelming pressure silenced the entire world. Chi Li was so terrified that she fell to her knees, her face pale.

The Totem Lord's eyes also trembled, but he roared in response!

"You took advantage of my absence to ambush and destroy my clan! You didn't dare face us head-on, so you used this deceitful tactic to lure me away, and now you mock me!"

"This is unbearable!"

Hearing this, Lou Benwei slowly turned his head, his face beneath the hood filled with disdain.

"Pah! I'm giving you too much credit! A piece of trash like you doesn't even warrant a 'luring the tiger away' tactic. You're not a tiger—you're more like a caterpillar!"

With that, Lou Benwei took a step forward, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

"Didn't someone beg you for help earlier? Why didn't you go?"

"Oh, some trash who calls himself the Tiger of the Demon Clan didn't lift a finger to save his own people. Seems like he's been called a coward, huh?"

With each word, the Totem Lord's face alternated between green and red.

It wasn't that he didn't want to go—he had been suppressed and was powerless to act!

Forced by circumstances, he had no choice but to endure this humiliation, watching helplessly as his clan was annihilated. Now, he was being mocked for it, a clear case of adding insult to injury.

Instantly, the Totem Lord's rage surged, his roars becoming increasingly frenzied.

"Damn you! You've gone too far! You humiliated me first, then destroyed my clan's legacy! This blood feud is irreconcilable! Even if it costs me my soul, I will make you pay!"

With that, the Totem Lord's demonic energy surged. He flung the long chair off his head and transformed into an endless darkness, soaring into the air with a maniacal laugh.

"I have inherited some of the Demon God's power, and I am on par with you in divine realm! You are no longer what you once were, yet you dare to look down on me, indulging in lust and leaving your seal! Now you will pay the price!"

"Even if I have to self-destruct, I will take you down with me!!!"

His hideous laughter echoed through the air, and Chi Li trembled in fear.

However, as he looked at the frenzied giant eye in the sky, Lou Benwei's lips curled into a smile, his bright white teeth gleaming with amusement, his tone filled with感慨.

"You've got one thing wrong. I may not be what I once was, but that's compared to my past self, not to trash like you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lou Benwei gently raised his left hand and casually clenched his fingers in the air.

Boom!!!

An indescribable, terrifying force locked down the entire world. The Totem Lord felt as if an invisible hand had gripped his throat, rendering him immobile. Despite his vast demonic energy, he was as helpless as if trapped in quicksand, struggling futilely.

Instantly, the Totem Lord's face changed drastically, his body trembling uncontrollably, his words coming out with great difficulty.

"No... this... this can't be! I have inherited part of the Demon God's power... I should be on par with you! We are both in the divine realm, so why is there such a vast difference?!"

Looking at the Totem Lord's trembling giant eye, Lou Benwei sighed in exasperation.

"Ah, trash will always be trash. You've turned yourself into a monstrosity, struggling desperately just to touch the threshold of divinity, barely understanding what it means to be a god."

"Unfortunately, even among gods, the gap between us is beyond your comprehension."

"I am not the so-called god you speak of—I am the God of Eternal Calamity!"

As he spoke, a cold glint appeared in Lou Benwei's eyes, clearly losing patience.

"If it weren't for the fact that killing you would interfere with the plan to collect the demon realm's world heart, you would have died a thousand times over. You think you have the right to boast here?"

This final remark shattered the Totem Lord's confidence.

His giant eye trembled in the air, panic flooding his expression like a tidal wave.

"No... no! I endured countless eons of hardship to reach this point... it's impossible..."

Before the Totem Lord could finish his incredulous words, Lou Benwei slowly clenched his fist.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the Totem Lord's giant eye froze in place. As the shadow in the sky dissipated like smoke, his soul completely vanished. Until his dying moment, he could not believe that he had been so utterly defeated.

Hearing all this, Chi Li, who had been prostrate on the ground, trembled in fear. She knelt for a long time, not daring to lift her head.

Only when Lou Benwei crouched in front of her, a rose somehow appearing in his mouth, did he regain his usual suave demeanor. His bean shoes reflected a charming and amiable smile.

"Little lady," he said, "that trash just ruined our fun. Don't you go acting like him, alright?"

Hearing this, Chi Li quickly nodded, eager to please.

"Of course, my lord! This humble servant will serve you well and learn all sorts of songs and dances for you!"

Satisfied, Lou Benwei stood up, his left hand in his pocket, striking a dashing pose. With a gentle point of his right hand, he said, "Then I'll be looking forward to your performance. Please, begin."

As soon as he finished speaking, the former demoness Chi Li quickly rose and began to dance skillfully, her soft voice singing, her every gesture and smile exuding charm.

"Thank you, because of you, the seasons are warm..."

Watching the captivating dance, Lou Benwei lay back on the long chair, a look of pure delight on his face.

"Not bad, not bad! Keep singing, keep dancing."

No matter how much the starry sea trembled, this world remained a place of song and dance.