"Oh?"
Fang Yang looked at Demon Lord Alba with a blank expression, his gaze as calm as still water.
He slowly raised his right hand, palm up, his five fingers slightly splayed.
Whoosh—
A wisp of emerald flame quietly shot up, followed by a second, a third... In an instant, a total of sixteen different-colored, uniquely-shaped flames rose from his palm, each emitting a soul-shaking aura of destruction.
The temperature of the entire Demon Plane skyrocketed. The dark-red sky twisted and warped, the ground began to crack, and space itself let out an overloaded hum, as if it could collapse at any moment.
Each flame contained a unique and terrifying aura.
The gentle and restrained nature of the Green Lotus Core Flame, the invisible soul-searing heat of the Fallen Heart Flame, the interweaving ice and fire of the Bone Chilling Flame, the vast and majestic power of the Sea Heart Flame, the sin-judging power of the Karmic Red Lotus Flame...
The sixteen Heavenly Flames slowly rotated and merged in Fang Yang's palm like a resplendent lotus, condensing into a single fire lotus possessing sixteen magnificent colors.
The fire lotus rotated slowly. Each of its petals was crystal clear, breathtakingly beautiful.
Every time the petals opened and closed, the surrounding space collapsed inch by inch, revealing the endless, pitch-black void beyond.
The dark-red canopy of the sky was completely torn asunder. Even the eternally hanging blood moon appeared dim and colorless before the fire lotus.
"Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus."
Fang Yang's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable authority.
The sixteen-colored fire lotus floated silently. The destructive ripples it emitted caused the fundamental laws of this heaven and earth to wail and retreat.
The space around the fire lotus continuously collapsed and reformed in a repeating cycle, as if even time and space had lost their meaning in this moment.
"What... what kind of power is this?!"
Demon Lord Alba's pupils contracted violently. For the first time, a look of terror appeared on its ferocious face.
From that beautiful fire lotus, it sensed an unprecedented, absolute threat of death.
It was the aura of plane destruction, of the end of all things!
"HAAAAAH—!"
Alba roared, brandishing the giant golden flame sword before it. Its purple-gold scales stood on end as it fully mobilized the demonic power within its body.
A monstrous amount of demonic power surged from its body, forming a thick, dark barrier in front of it.
However, under the pressure of the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus, its once-proud demonic power seemed utterly insignificant, like a firefly before the bright moon.
"The Demon Plane should not exist."
Fang Yang gently pushed the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus forward, his tone still calm.
The Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus slowly flew towards Alba. Its speed seemed slow, yet it instantly crossed the distance of space.
Wherever it passed, all things were annihilated; even the laws themselves were incinerated.
"No, I am the Demon Lord! I will not accept this!!!"
Alba let out a desperate roar, pouring all of its power into the flame sword, trying to block this destructive blow. The golden flames on the sword burned wildly, but they paled in comparison to the sixteen-colored Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus.
However, it was all for naught.
The moment the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus touched the flame sword, the golden flames were instantly extinguished, and the sword was turned to ash.
Alba's massive body began to dissipate in the lotus's light, not even having time to let out a scream.
This Demon Lord, who had ruled the Demon Plane for tens of thousands of years, was thus reduced to nothingness within the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus, without leaving a single trace behind.
The Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus's momentum did not diminish, flying straight towards the distant demonic palace.
BOOM!!!
The entire Demon Plane trembled. A blinding light consumed everything, and a terrifying energy storm swept in all directions. The demonic palace, the black mountain range, the countless demon army... everything was reduced to nothingness under the power of the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus.
The waves of destruction continued for a long time before gradually subsiding.
When the last embers faded, the entire Demon Plane was in ruins, filled with broken spatial rifts and the lingering embers of the Heavenly Flames.
"It's over now," Fang Yang said softly.
Hearing this, Gu Yuena gave a slight nod. She could sense that the Demon Plane was shattered beyond repair, and it wouldn't be long before it completely dissipated into the void.
Just then, a strange fluctuation came from the ruined Demon Plane.
Countless strands of dark-red energy converged from all directions, forming a giant vortex in the air.
"This is..." Gu Yuena's expression sharpened.
Fang Yang narrowed his eyes, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"Interesting."
In the center of the vortex, a broken figure slowly condensed into form. It was a demon even larger than Alba, clad in dark-red armor, with curved horns on its head. A tangible, evil aura coiled around its body.
Dark-red flames burned in its eyes, and just by standing there, it caused the surrounding space to twist continuously.
"I didn't expect there to be a fish that escaped the net," Fang Yang said flatly.
The Demon Emperor slowly opened its eyes, its gaze falling upon Fang Yang as if it had physical weight. "Lowly creature, you have destroyed my plane and killed my people..."
Its voice was deep and majestic, every word carrying a suffocating pressure.
The chaotic energy of the entire Demon Plane continuously converged, and the Demon Emperor's body began to swell as its aura climbed ever higher.
"Oh?" Fang Yang looked at the Demon Emperor, a flash of understanding in his eyes. "So you survived by relying on the power of the plane."
The Demon Emperor threw its head back and roared, "Since you have destroyed my plane, you will repay it with your life!"
It raised its giant claw and clenched its fist in the void. A spear wreathed in dark-red flames instantly condensed. The spear radiated a chaotic aura—it was the final, fatal blow, condensed from the last remnants of the entire Demon Plane.
"A futile struggle."
Fang Yang merely shook his head gently as another wisp of black flame ignited in his palm.
He no longer concealed his aura, letting it reveal itself completely.
One-Star Dou Sheng!
His majestic Dou Qi instantly enveloped the entire Demon Plane. Before this power, even the plane's own energy trembled incessantly.
"Refine."
The next moment, the black flames surged out like a tide, completely devouring the entire Demon Plane. Wherever the flames passed, everything dissolved and disintegrated; even space itself was being refined.
"No... I am the Demon Emperor, the sole ruler of the Demon Plane..."
The Demon Emperor let out a roar of unwillingness. Enveloped by the black flames, its body was rapidly dissipating. It tried to mobilize the plane's power to resist, only to find that the plane's energy was also being refined along with it by these strange black flames.
And so, amidst desperate howls, the Demon Emperor and the Demon Plane were completely devoured together, reduced to the purest energy and scattered into the void.
Fang Yang retracted his hand, and the black flames vanished with it.
He turned to look at Gu Yuena and said softly, "This time, it's truly over."
Gu Yuena gave a slight nod.
"Gu Yue, let's go home." Fang Yang extended his hand.
Gu Yuena placed her hand in his palm. Their figures gradually faded, finally disappearing into the void.
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