Shen Lian’s ‘Creation and Evolution’ turned the forces of the laws of this small world into a protective divine clothing that wrapped him up. It may sound marvelous but all he did was took advantage of the High Priest’s cultivation experience.

　　Shen Lian was an expert in this area. Ever since he started to pursue Dao, his heart and soul had always been stronger than his cultivation experience. Or in military terms, ‘the good fighters first put themselves beyond the possibility of attack and then wait for an opportunity to attack the enemy’.

　　But as this demonic will descended on him, he knew that he would undergo great danger tonight.

　　Regardless of heavenly immortal or land immortals, as long as they existed within the universe, they would have faced trials and natural disasters. If it was a serious disaster, one might re-enter into the reincarnation cycle or even be wiped out into ashes.

　　Just because someone attained immortality does not mean that they could never be destroyed.

　　The demonic will that descended on Shen Lian was not the revive of Yanxu but it was still related to Yanxu. This was Shen Lian’s karma for imitating Yanxu’s Free Form Incarnation.

　　The heaven of Devas, also known as the Sixth Mara Demon, was known to be one of the strongest Mara Demon. He was so strong that even Buddha failed to kill him.

　　This Mara Demon loved preventing people from attaining Dao. He would make use of opportunities to deliver karmas of the universe in order to improve his demon arts. This time round, he had his eyes fixed on Shen Lian.

　　The Sixth Mara Demon started to release a hint of demonic will in the dark with the intention of taking Shen Lian into the demonic state. He wanted to make Shen Lian his slave and use his heart and soul to hone his demon arts.

　　The High Priest could not help but felt emotional when Shen Lian used the Creation and Evolution. Fortunately, the emotions were swept away when the demonic will descended.

　　It felt like he went from the ninth hell to ninth heavens in a flash.

　　He was very fortunate that Shen Lian encountered the demonic trial at this very moment.

　　The High Priest used the Spirit Rapping Technique to summoned Gonggong, the water God who was in charge of controlling all things water. Gonggong was an invincible god that could match the likes of the Heavenly King.

　　Gonggong’s will had blended into the Dao of the void. Even if he had fallen, his will still linger around to be one with Dao.

　　With the waterfall that was charging at him and the demonic trials of his heart of Dao, Shen Lian was literally having troubles internally and externally. On top of that, his Creation and Evolution were showing signs of inconsistency.

　　The demonic will came like water and pervaded every single inch of him. By the time Shen Lian got his mind together, it was already inexhaustible and difficult to expel.

　　However, the power of Shen Lian’s heart and soul was united as he visualized the heavenly Lingbao Tianzun. The images became clearer and clearer and if to take a good look at it, Shen Lian’s visualization was at least seventy percent similar to the real Lingbao Tianzun.

　　Shen Lian remained still in the face of the demonic wave while the Creation and Evolution gradually became weaker as the forces of the law that was attached to it started to loosen.

　　If this continued, he would suffer the greatest punch ever in his life tonight.

　　The Lingbao Tianzun incarnated from Shen Lian’s heart and soul looked at the demonic wave and smiled ambiguously.

　　The demonic wave was uncertain and paused for a moment.

　　Suddenly, an endless sea of blood was manifested in Shen Lian’s heart and mind and the sea of blood swallowed the demonic wave.

　　A dash of terrifying killing sword will intertwined with a ferocious winning sword will and melted into the sea of blood to gobble down the demonic wave, leaving not even one drop behind.

　　A groan as loud as the thunder was heard coming from the void. Half of a demonic hand manifested in the void and the small world founded by Si Wenming started to crumble. At the same time, the origins of Dao appeared subtly and crushed the demonic hand.

　　Apparently, the Sixth Mara Demon could not manifest in this world although it could still affect the world to a certain degree. If the true form of the demon appeared, even ten Shen Lians would not be able to overcome this trial.

　　Fortunately, that did not happen. But actually, Shen Lian’s Avici and Yuantu Sword will were on par as the Free Form Incantation.

　　Avici and Yuantu were the highest forms of killing sword wills ever since the universe commenced. They were part of the Innate Six Killer Swords and rumor had it that the remaining four killer swords were under the possession of Lingbao Tianzun. That was why Shen Lian chose to visualize Lingbao Tianzun and control Yuantu and Avici at the same time to destroy the demonic will.

　　The High Priest did not expect the tables to be turned in such a short period of time. The weakened Creation and Evolution gained its momentum and drilled mercilessly into the waterfall.

　　The small world crumbled layer by layer as the laws and demonic power diminished. Shen Lian took the opportunity and transformed into a killer sword gleam and stabbed the High Priest.

　　A loud roar came from the void, “Enough!”

　　A giant golden fist in the shape of a dragon came dashing down from the void and collided with Shen Lian’s sword aura to produce a buzzing sound. The sword gleam pierced through the dragon-shaped giant fist and the space started to shatter with yellow liquid flowing out of it.

　　The small world was officially destroyed. Shen Lian failed to make a strike so he transformed into the clouds and took the Pegasus along with him as they landed on the Xia Canal.

　　Shen Lian rode on the Pegasus and looked into the distance towards the stone bridge. Emperor Xia was embracing the High Priest while staring at him coldly. His right fist was bleeding in gold colored blood.

　　Emperor Xia’s head too turned gold in color. It was a sign of the maximum performance of his blood power. How many years had it been since he last got injured?

　　Shen Lian could sense how terrifying Emperor Xia’s power was. The waters in the Xia Canal were raging as Shen Lian transfer the tremors of Emperor Xia’s punch into the waters.

　　He could feel that his organs ruptured but it was his Primordial Spirit that patched it up together and made him looked normal.

　　Emperor Xia sneered, “State Preceptor, you have angered me.”

　　Shen Lian sighed, “Anyone would be angry if their beloved was injured.”

　　A hint of anger flashed through the extremely beautiful face of the High Priest, “Shen Qingxuan, why do you have to shame?”

　　Emperor Xia laughed out loud, “You are right. I love him, so what?”

　　Shen Lian responded, “Dear Emperor, are you not worried about the criticisms of the people?”

　　Emperor Xia answered coldly, “If they criticise, I would kill them until they stop.”

　　The High Priest said, “Si Qi, let me down. You are insane.”

　　Emperor Xia tightened his embrace and said, “Why is it that you could love Si Wenming but not me?”

　　“That is different.” The High Priest struggled but Emperor Xia’s hands were like tight cables that made it hard for him to break free.

　　Shen Lian smiled, “Looks like you would have to find another day to peck at me.”

　　He then took off with the Pegasus.

　　The people of the Xia tribe who were around there were dying to dig a hole and bury their head into it.

　　Emperor Xia took a good look at them and did not bother to chase after Shen Lian. A loud dragon sound was heard and then vanished.