Chapter 21

The will of the abyss went berserk.

Faint ripples spread out, one, two, three... a total of thirteen shadows appeared, including a nine-headed mutated abyssal snake and a humanoid demon with lightning and thunder all over its body... Each one was majestic and domineering. Although they were just illusions created by the will of the abyss, their mere presence exerted immense pressure on Erl Dongsheng.

Thirteen extraordinary figures from the history of the abyss, although recreated by the will of the abyss, still carried the overwhelming dominance of their original owners, the awe-inspiring aura that had never faded,震慑万千位面，让万族敬畏.

“What is this?”

Looking at the thirteen domineering illusions before him, Erl Dongsheng's martial will kept warning him of the danger these demons posed, capable of instantly causing his death and soul destruction!

“These are the supreme rulers of the abyss. Throughout the endless ages, only thirteen have appeared, all ancient demons. Although they are lords of demons, they possess even greater power than ordinary demon lords. Each one is a peerless figure who has led the abyssal demons to invade and destroy countless sunny planes, celebrated by countless abyssal demons and feared by countless planes!” The system found the answer in Erl Dongsheng's inherited memory.

The heavenly authority was vast and mighty, with boundless power. Although it was just a small thread of the will of the abyssal heaven, it possessed the complete might of the heavenly way. In the final moments, as the will of the heavenly way was about to give in, it brought out its ultimate trump card.

“Ao...”

A golden figure appeared, the illusion of a nine-headed snake. The nine heads looked at Erl Dongsheng with cold, indifferent eyes, showing no emotion.

“Boom!” Suddenly taking a step forward, it stepped past the barrier of the Ink Spirit Fire and stood before Erl Dongsheng.

“Damn, how did it get out? Is it forcing me to fight personally?” Erl Dongsheng gritted his teeth and decided to take the field himself.

A martial person refuses to be subordinate to others, possessing a firm and resolute will. Throughout history, at the slightest provocation, they would draw their swords and fight, blood splattering five steps. This is the way of the martial person, battling heaven and earth, never yielding. And Erl Dongsheng was precisely the kind of person who would not turn back even when faced with a dead end.

“Then, come on, let's fight!”

Such a good opportunity to battle these ancient demon lords, renowned across countless worlds, is rare and hard to come by. For a martial person, it is of great significance.

Taking a step forward, the nine heads attacked Erl Dongsheng simultaneously, with wind, water, fire, lightning, light, darkness, and toxins—nine elements of attack converging in an instant.

Truly worthy of being an ancient nine-headed snake, a demon lord who controls the elements of countless planes.

This is the realm of consciousness, perfectly recreating Erl Dongsheng's strongest moment. His claws shot out, striking the surging elements, “bang bang bang,” the sound of powerful metal impacts echoed. These elemental attacks could not penetrate his defenses, proving futile!

“Good! I am at my strongest now, while you are mere puppets summoned by the weakened will of the heavenly way. Since that's the case, let's have a good fight. I want to see just how powerful these ancient demon lords are!”

“Boom” A powerful punch struck the nine-headed snake.

Erl Dongsheng's fists split the vast starry sky, fighting with all his might, launching a fierce attack. His spirit and energy were in perfect harmony, unleashing the maximum offensive power of his body, as if he had transformed into a demon lord, domineering and overwhelming.

“Short-range power, continuous strikes!” Rapid attacks, sharp punches penetrated the nine-headed snake's body, drawing blood with each strike, piercing deep into its internal structure. Large patches of black matter fell and dissipated, the material that formed the nine-headed snake's illusion.

“Boom!” A crisp sound echoed as Erl Dongsheng and the demon lord exchanged another blow, both stepping back a few steps.

“Truly worthy of being a famous ancient demon lord. Even as an illusion and on someone else's territory, you are still so powerful. I admire you, I admire you!”

“But, it's not over yet! Come on, let's fight again!”

At this moment, Erl Dongsheng was like a god of war, controlling his strongest self to battle the strongest ancient demon once more!

The most primal instincts were unleashed, existing solely for battle!

Kill!

Switching to the front, he leaped up, using a familiar heavy cannon, and then...

“Bang bang bang”

The massive illusion of the nine-headed snake was sent flying back, falling towards the will of the heavenly way, its form beginning to dissipate!

Erl Dongsheng did not press his advantage, stopping his forward momentum and looking at the remaining twelve figures with a domineering gaze. He was now full of confidence.

Roar!

Erl Dongsheng let out a long roar, releasing all the humiliation he had endured from the heavenly way!

Come on, let's fight again!

Erl Dongsheng roared, his eyes beginning to glow with a faint blue light. He was extremely excited, his abilities fully unleashed in this soul space, free from the suppression of the heavenly way.

At this moment, the system began to use the Ink Spirit Fire to actively restrain the will of the abyss, while Erl Dongsheng charged towards the thirteen illusions, engaging in battle.

“Ahh!”

Erl Dongsheng roared and punched away an ancient demon lord with a humanoid form, then flipped and struck another demon attacking from the side. However, he was caught off guard by a sneak attack from a demon outside the battle circle, a long-range attack!

One misstep, and everything goes wrong. A single mistake can lead to an endless abyss. Erl Dongsheng, who had been ambushed, suffered even more intense attacks from the other demon lords. Demons have no sense of shame; taking advantage of your weakness to finish you off is their style! Although these were just illusions, the simulation by the heavenly way was not vague; it was at least 80-90% accurate!

“Pfft” He fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, which turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated!

“Damn, what a loss!” Looking at the dissipating black smoke, that was his precious spirit!

It seems I have to get serious! He got up and exchanged another blow, then retreated.

His left hand formed a seal, and his right hand repeatedly tapped his body. Since this was a spiritual realm and he was in the most ideal state, the Daoist techniques from his previous life could also be used here.

“Eight Trigram Gates, Open, Rest, Life, open, open, open!”

“Boom”~

As Erl Dongsheng spoke, an even more formidable aura erupted from his body, like a Level 12 storm in the game hall. For a moment, his transformation caught the attention of all the demons present, and even the system and the will of the heavenly way paused their battle, as if waiting for the outcome here!

“Ha ha, so strong, so strong, I didn't expect to be this powerful with the enhancement of the techniques!”

“But, this is not enough, far from enough!”

Erl Dongsheng's blue eyes began to turn a faint red, his face wild. For him, this battle was a form of enjoyment; finding a worthy opponent was not easy!

“Come on, come on, let's fight again!”

“Wound, Block, Bright, Shock, open all of them!” His right hand continuously tapped his body. At this moment, he had already opened seven of the eight gates, reaching the limit of his body, utterly疯狂!

“Come on!”

With a fierce gaze, he stared at the twelve deep and vast illusions before him, and in an instant...

Boom

The sound echoed through the heavens...

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