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Chapter 293: The Demon King of Qingming Mountain

Shi Chen heard the loud shout, but did not stop what he was doing. He just tilted his head slightly, a mocking smile on his lips, "King Feisha, you've been hiding from me for so long. Now that the formation is about to be broken, you're willing to show up?"

King Feisha looked at Shi Chen's appearance and his heart was burning with anger. "Human cultivator, this formation was set up by the Demon King. If you insist on breaking the formation, you will be an enemy of my demon race!" As he spoke, the spiritual power in King Feisha surged, and the surrounding sand and dust seemed to be summoned and began to spin wildly.

Shi Chen said contemptuously, "Hmph, you were hiding from me before. Aren't you afraid I'd break the formation? Now you're trying to use the Demon King to overwhelm me. It's too late." With that, Shi Chen increased his spiritual energy output, and the formation flag shone even brighter. King Feisha roared, "Then don't blame me for being rude!" Then, with a flash of sand, he charged at Shi Chen.

He slapped out with both palms, bringing with it the violent force of sand and dust, as if to drown Shi Chen in the sea of sand.

Shi Chen felt the attack from King Feisha and dodged the blow easily.

He looked at King Feisha and sneered, "Is that all you can do?" As he spoke, Shi Chen quickly formed seals with his hands, and a spiritual power shield appeared in front of him.

Seeing this, King Feisha became even more furious and launched another attack. His attacks were like a violent storm, continuously hitting Shi Chen's spiritual shield. Ripples appeared on the shield, but it remained unbroken.

While fending off King Feisha's attacks, Shi Chen continued to control the formation flags to break the formation. As time passed, the tremors of the dangerous peak became more and more violent, and the sound of falling rocks was like thunder.

Seeing his attack ineffective, King Feisha grew anxious. He gritted his teeth and unleashed his unique skill. His body merged with the dust, transforming into a giant sand snake that pounced towards Shi Chen.

Shi Chen's gaze focused, and his hands formed seals even faster. Above his head, a giant golden sword appeared and slashed down at the sand snake. The golden sword and the sand snake collided, emitting a series of roaring sounds.

After being struck by the golden sword, the sand snake roared in pain. King Feisha emerged from the sand snake, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Shi Chen, his eyes filled with resentment.

King Feisha felt desolate. It was over! It was over! The Demon King would definitely punish me. This time, I was doomed!

Shi Chen did not give King Feisha a chance to breathe. He flashed and appeared in front of King Feisha in an instant.

The Golden Realm unfolded, and Shi Chen seemed to be surrounded by golden light. Each ray of light was like a sharp blade, emitting a fierce aura.

King Feisha looked at the golden realm and felt a sense of despair in his heart, but he was still unwilling to give up. He forced himself to stand up and the Feisha realm was unfolded, trying to fight against the realm of the human cultivators.

The condensed Sand Dust Realm only lasted a moment before it was shattered by Shi Chen's Gold Realm. The golden light surged like a tide, instantly shattering the Sand Dust Realm.

After King Feisha's own domain was broken, he was covered by the golden domain. The boundless sharp force suppressed him and made him unable to move.

Shi Chen stood still in the Golden Realm. He looked at the crumbling King Feisha and said coldly, "You are not my opponent. Why bother to struggle in vain?" After that, Shi Chen formed seals with his hands, and the light in the Golden Realm became brighter. Countless golden filaments coiled towards King Feisha like spirit snakes.

King Feisha tried to dodge, but he was extremely slow and was soon entangled by the golden threads. These golden threads kept tightening, as if they were going to strangle King Feisha into pieces.

Shi Chen's eyes were cold. In the Golden Realm, he was like a master. He swung his hands forward suddenly, and countless golden spiritual blades shot towards King Feisha like a rainstorm.

These spiritual blades made sounds of breaking through the air and moved at extremely fast speeds. Wherever they passed, even the air seemed to be cut apart.

The sand shield that King Feisha hastily condensed collapsed instantly under the impact of the golden spiritual blade.

The spiritual blade hit King Feisha hard, instantly cutting deep wounds on his body and sending blood splattering out.

King Feisha let out a scream and flew backwards again, falling heavily to the ground. At this point, he was already dying and had no strength to fight back.

Shi Chen looked at the fallen Feisha King and said coldly, "You can't stop me from breaking the formation." He turned and continued to control the formation flags. With the final infusion of spiritual power, the Xianfeng formation was successfully broken, and the entire Xianfeng stopped shaking.

"It's over, it's over, completely over!" King Feisha muttered, seemingly mad. "Don't you want to contact the Demon King? Don't you want to go to Qingming Mountain? This time you can get your wish."

"Hmph!" Shi Chen snorted coldly, then said calmly, "If it weren't a serious matter, I wouldn't have to come and bother you again and again. If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have to go through so much trouble."

"What you are asking for..." Just as King Feisha was halfway through his words, a powerful force came from the direction of Qingming Mountain, interrupting King Feisha's words.

Then a voice came: "Flying Sand Scorpion, you failed to guard the dangerous peak, what is your punishment?"

The voice was like a huge bell, echoing throughout the valley, and every word was filled with endless majesty.

Upon hearing this, King Feisha trembled all over. He struggled to get up, but collapsed to the ground powerlessly. His face was pale, and he said in a weak voice, "Your Majesty, this human cultivator is too powerful. I... I am simply unable to resist."

Shi Chen frowned slightly, sensing the newcomer's power, but he showed no fear. Instead, he raised his head, staring directly in the direction of Qingming Mountain, and shouted, "Demon King, I come here with no ill intentions. I simply wish to discuss an important matter with you. Your demon kings are being evasive, so I have no choice but to resort to this last resort."

The voice did not respond, but Shi Chen sensed that a powerful force was rushing towards this place.

Seeing this, Shi Chen did not dare to slack off at all. He took a deep breath, put away the Golden Realm, looked towards the direction of Qingming Mountain, and was ready for battle.

In just a moment, a middle-aged male cultivator came walking in the air, and each step he took covered dozens or even hundreds of miles.

He was wearing a dark purple robe, which seemed to have twinkling stars and mysterious runes flowing on it.

Her hair was spread over her shoulders like ink, and between the strands of hair, there was a faint enchanting aura.

His face was like a carefully crafted work of art, with sword-like eyebrows slanting into his temples, and his eyes were as deep as the endless abyss. There was a gleam of wisdom and majesty in his eyes, and that light seemed to be able to penetrate the human soul.

Under the high nose bridge, his thin lips were slightly pursed, with an unquestionable coldness.

This is the human form of the Demon King.

"How dare you destroy my sealing formation? No matter what the reason is, you must be killed!" The Demon King's voice was cold, and he stared at Shi Chen with a sharp gaze. The powerful aura enveloped Shi Chen like a mountain.

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