1030: C1030 The Desolate Demon Lord

C1030 The Desolate Demon Lord

Yang Fan had once comprehended the Destruction Laws. Although he didn't have any insights into the Great Dao of Destruction, he was still very sensitive to this kind of extreme Qi of destruction.

"The collapse of the world and the destruction of the world. This is a type of destruction."

Such a thought flashed across Yang Fan's mind. He looked at the collapsing heaven and earth as if he was going to fall into a deep state of enlightenment.

"Argh!"

However, at this moment, a crazy roar woke him up.

He also realized that this was not the time to comprehend the natural laws of the Great Dao. Not even the Great Dao of Destruction.

Right now, the most dangerous thing they were facing was how to survive the collapse of the world.

The further they went, the more destructive the power of the collapse would be.

With their current strength, there was no way they could resist such power.

Moreover, even if they could barely resist it, after the destruction of the world, it would be a stretch of chaos. Chaos was located in the depths of the primordial void, vast and boundless.

With his current strength, it was impossible for him to return to a world from the chaos.

In fact, he might even be crushed directly by the Primal Chaos.

Without sufficient strength, how could he withstand the scourge of the endless primordial chaos?

In the next moment, Yang Fan raised his head and looked at Suen Ming who was standing at a higher place.

The roar just now was from Suen Ming.

Yang Fan frowned. At this moment, Suen Ming's pupils could no longer be seen, only black and grey light was flickering in his eyes. Suddenly, another loud roar was heard, and he was holding his head with both hands.

It was as if he was resisting something.

However, his resistance grew weaker and weaker until he gradually regained his calm.

He stood in the air, and the black and grey light in his eyes slowly faded, revealing his black and white eyes.

However, at this moment, his eyes revealed an indescribable vicissitude, as if he had experienced endless time.

Initially, the qi fluctuation that was emitted from Suen Ming's body was extremely powerful, and even the void seemed to be unable to withstand it. However, it seemed to be somewhat disordered, and it was difficult for him to control it in detail.

At this moment, the Qi fluctuated and slowly concealed itself.

At a glance, besides his ancient aura, Suen Ming could no longer sense any other fluctuations of his aura. It was just like those Tao Lord Level taboo existences that Yang Fan had seen before.

In his perception, it was as if he didn't exist in the world, but was as vast and boundless as the chaos, and it was indescribable.

If the Suen Ming just now was a peerless expert with a sharp edge, then he now looked like a true taboo existence.

His body and Dao existed, and his words followed the law, yet he was able to perfectly control everything.

"Is this still Suen Ming?" Song Quan asked in a daze. He couldn't believe what he had just seen.

It was also difficult for Yang Fan to answer this question.

However, right at this moment, Suen Ming, whose temperament had changed drastically, lowered his head and looked at Yang Fan and the others. To be precise, his gaze was mainly focused on Yang Fan.

"Interesting. Not only can't I see through him, but there are also several familiar old friends who have left some marks on him." Suen Ming suddenly said.

His tone was filled with a smile, and also a sense of vicissitude.

However, no one knew whether he was talking to himself or to whom he was talking to.

However, Yang Fan had a feeling that these words were meant for him.

Furthermore, Yang Fan felt that Suen Ming was no longer Suen Ming.

It sounded like a roundabout way of speaking, but the meaning behind it was very clear. The more Yang Fan thought about it, the more he felt a chill on his back, and cold sweat kept dripping down his back.

"Suen Ming" retracted his gaze, and no longer looked at Yang Fan and the others.

He raised his hand and gently pressed against the collapsing world. The destructive force of the collapsing world was forcefully stopped by an even more terrifying force.

After that, "Suen Ming" waved his hand. Boundless light surged in like a surging current from outside this small world.

At the same time, Yang Fan's pupils constricted!

Because these rays of light were the Desolates Imprint that they were familiar with.

The so-called Desolates Imprint was a unique energy within a desolate beast's body. It was something that could only be collected through the special tokens created by the taboo existences of the three Dao Colleges.

This time, all the people who had entered the Devil Slaughtering Mountain had lost the Desolates Imprint they had obtained.

Then, where did these Desolates Imprints come from?

What shocked Yang Fan even more was that all of these Desolates Imprints had entered Suen Ming's body.

Along with the continuous absorption of the Desolates Imprint, the feeling that 'Suen Ming' gave off was even more unfathomable, as if his strength was increasing rapidly.

After becoming a Dao Master, could his strength still increase rapidly?

The further one cultivated in the Martial Path, the more difficult it became. Under normal circumstances, this was simply impossible.

But now, this scene had appeared.

What made Yang Fan's heart sink even more was that he thought of the possibility that the taboo existences of the three Dao Colleges had taken the initiative to send these Desolates Imprints over.

In the past, the Desolates Imprint he had obtained had been handed over to the Dao College.

Yang Fan further guessed that the so-called competition between the three Dao Colleges' chiefs was a trap from the beginning to the end. And the goal was to release an extremely terrifying taboo existence.

And this taboo existence was this "Suen Ming" in front of him? !

Why did it take such a long time to complete this matter bit by bit? It was hard for Yang Fan to guess the reason. But one thing was certain, there must be an even bigger scheme involved in this matter.

Otherwise, with the participation of taboo existences in the three great Dao Colleges, they would not be so careful and slowly achieve this goal step by step.

Yang Fan couldn't help but think of his master again.

What kind of role did the Torch Lake play in this?

At this time, the torrent of Desolates Imprint was completely absorbed.

"I, the Desolate Demon Master, have finally come out!"

A long sigh came from Suen Ming's mouth. No, it should be from the Desolate Demon Master's mouth.

Yang Fan raised his head and looked at the Desolate Demon Master. If the latter didn't go crazy, it meant that the inheritance in the Pillar Of Bloody Light was a trap.

When the three inheritances were combined, the Desolate Demon Lord would wake up and occupy the body of the creature that obtained the three inheritances, completely reappearing in the world.0

Such a method was truly shocking!

At this moment, the Desolate Demon Lord lowered his head again and looked at Yang Fan. He said with a light smile, "I'll give you a gift. I hope you can accept it."

Swoosh!

After saying that, the Desolate Demon Lord waved his hand and countless broken pieces of the world turned into a vast and terrifying ocean of destruction, rushing towards Yang Fan and the others.

The terror of the taboo existence was fully displayed in an instant!

"Back then, in order to completely destroy me, those old fellows created a small world for me. Now, I'll give it to you. You have their imprints on your body, so you have to properly receive it."

The Desolate Demon Lord's voice rang in Yang Fan's ears.

As the voice rang out, the Desolate Demon Lord had already disappeared from this destroyed small world.

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