Chapter 518: Exterminating with a Single Thought, Restoring Peace

The sky brightened once again.

Zhou Chen remained standing in his original spot, hands behind his back, not even the corner of his clothes fluttering.

He raised his eyes and looked at the woman in the sky who had become completely dazed.

The entire field was deathly silent.

Everyone's movements were frozen at this moment.

The smug smile on Liu Qianru's face stiffened.

The approval on Demon Lord Moluo's face solidified.

The mockery on the faces of those Academy Libationers who were prepared to watch a good show turned into comical astonishment.

Even the Old Jìjiǔ, who had closed his eyes to await death, opened them in confusion because death had failed to arrive.

Then, he too witnessed this scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

One finger.

Just one finger.

It had broken the ultimate Demonic Technique of a Quasi-Immortal Realm powerhouse!

That move just now, even someone as strong as a True Immortal might not have been able to withstand it unscathed.

One must know, that was at least a Low Grade Immortal Rank Demonic Technique!

"No… Impossible!"

Liu Qianru screamed, her voice shrill and filled with unacceptable terror.

"This is absolutely impossible! Who on earth are you?!"

Demon Lord Moluo's expression finally changed as well.

He stared fixedly at Zhou Chen, a solemn look appearing in his eyes for the first time.

"Interesting. It seems this seat has underestimated you."

He took a step forward, and the terrifying pressure of the True Immortal Realm Tenth Layer erupted without reservation.

"No matter who you are, today, you must die!"

Moluo curled his fingers into a claw. A hundred-zhang giant claw condensed from pure Devilish Qi tore through the Void Realm, carrying the power to crush everything as it lunged toward Zhou Chen!

This strike was more than a hundred times stronger than Liu Qianru's attack just now!

The heart the Old Jìjiǔ had just let down instantly leapt back into his throat.

The shock the crowd had just calmed from was replaced by an even deeper despair.

Facing this full-strength strike from a True Immortal Tenth Layer.

Zhou Chen's face still bore that expression as calm as a deep well.

He didn't even change his posture.

Just like before, he slowly raised a single finger.

He gave a light tap toward that demonic claw that was tearing through heaven and earth.

The same scene played out once again.

That demonic claw, which contained the great power of an immortal, was like paper before Zhou Chen's fingertip, crumbling inch by inch and dissipating into nothingness.

A light breeze drifted past, blowing Zhou Chen's black hair.

He looked at Demon Lord Moluo in the sky and finally asked his second sentence.

"That's it?"

Two words, light as air, without any emotional fluctuation.

Yet they were like two of the heaviest slaps, fiercely striking the faces of Demon Lord Moluo and Liu Qianru.

Even more, they were like two bolts of Nine Heavens thunder, booming and exploding in the depths of everyone's Souls.

Silence.

A deathly silence.

Between heaven and earth, only the sound of the wind remained, whimpering.

The ferocity and killing intent on Demon Lord Moluo's face had completely solidified into an expression like he had seen a ghost.

His eyes bulged as he stared fixedly at the calm, green-robed figure below. His body was stiff, and even the flow of his Devilish Qi showed a hint of sluggishness.

His full-strength strike at the True Immortal Realm Tenth Layer had actually… also been broken by a single finger?

And it was done so casually, without the slightest effort!

What… what kind of monster is this?!

Liu Qianru was even more as if struck by lightning. Her delicate body trembled violently, and that originally beautiful face was now pale and bloodless.

She looked at Zhou Chen, her eyes filled with unprecedented fear.

If the first time was a coincidence or an accident,

Then this second time was a blatant, incomprehensible crushing!

The Quasi-Immortal Realm cultivation she was so proud of, the power she had painstakingly gained by defecting to the demons—before this man, it couldn't even be considered a joke.

"You… who on earth are you?!"

Moluo's voice was hoarse, no longer possessing any of his previous arrogance and dominance, leaving only deep shock and unease.

Zhou Chen did not answer his question.

He only raised his eyes, those deep pupils slowly sweeping across everyone in the sky.

The Libationers of Chaos Academy and Taixu Academy, those Demon Marshals who aided the tyrant, as well as the pale-faced Liu Qianru and the suspicious Demon Lord Moluo…

Every person his gaze swept over felt as if their Soul was being grasped by an invisible giant hand; even their breathing stopped.

A fear originating from their life's Origin frantically sprouted in their hearts.

They finally realized what kind of terrifying existence they had provoked.

Zhou Chen's gaze finally landed on the Old Jìjiǔ, and that cold look finally gained a hint of warmth.

"Old Jìjiǔ, open your eyes and take a good look."

The Old Jìjiǔ was slightly stunned. Although puzzled, he still followed the words and widened his eyes.

Only then did Zhou Chen look back at the sky.

He didn't speak again, nor did he make any further movements.

He simply… moved a single thought.

A thought arose.

Divine Sense, like the wind, instantly covered the entire Tianxuan Continent.

From the Shores of the East Sea to the Deserts of the Western Regions, from the Dense Forests of the Southern Border to the Ice Plains of the Northern Frontier.

Every corner of the continent, every inch of land, was enveloped by this invisible net.

And then.

On this net, all light spots marked as demons quietly extinguished at the same time.

In the Demon Hall, countless demonic creatures who were reveling wildly suddenly turned into flying ash and dissipated into the air.

The demon soldiers whipping humans in the breeding grounds had their smiles freeze on their faces, and along with the whips in their hands, they turned into powder.

Those fish that escaped the net, hiding in the deep mountains and old forests thinking they were safe, also met their silent end in their dreams.

There were no screams, no struggling, not even a hint of energy fluctuation.

It was just that abrupt, that complete—they were wiped from this world.

As if they had never existed.

In a single thought, ten thousand demons were annihilated!

Having done all this, Zhou Chen's Divine Sense returned to the sky above Jixia Academy.

Demon Lord Moluo, Liu Qianru, and the others in the sky were still immersed in the fear brought by that gaze just now, completely unaware that their entire race had been exterminated in that instant.

Thump!

Finally, the Libationer of Chaos Academy could not withstand that bone-deep fear and was the first to kneel down from the air, kowtowing desperately to Zhou Chen.

"Se… Senior, spare my life! Senior, spare my life!"

"We were also forced and had no choice! It was all Moluo who forced us!"

"We are willing to turn over a new leaf. We beg Senior to give us a way to live!"

With the first, came the second.

For a time, those Academy Libationers and Elders of the surrenderist faction fell like dumplings, kneeling on the ground one after another, crying and begging for mercy in a display of utter wretchedness.

The faces of Demon Lord Moluo and Liu Qianru turned ugly to the extreme.

They wanted to run.

But they discovered to their horror that the surrounding space seemed to be frozen; they couldn't even move a single finger.

"Senior… no, Lord! It was I who failed to recognize Mt. Tai and offended you, Lord!"

Moluo also finally cast aside his ridiculous dignity, his voice trembling as he begged for mercy: "I am willing to submit! I am willing to serve you as a beast of burden, I only beg you to spare my life!"

Liu Qianru was even more panicked, kneeling in the void and weeping like a pear blossom in the rain: "Zhou Chen, I remember now, I was wrong… I was really wrong… I beg you, for the sake of our former friendship as fellow disciples, spare me this once…"