This is an extremely powerful formation, connected to the great forces of heaven and earth.

Even a Transformed Realm Demon would expend unimaginable time and effort to break through, let alone these Inner Core Realm Demon Beasts before us.

One by one, the Demon Beasts fell from the sky, turning into dust.

Thud, thud, thud!

At this moment, in the center of the island.

Jiang Shu's heart pounded like a drum, resounding with the sound of battle, his blood boiling with an invincible belief as he punched Sen Hu Demon Monarch's chest. Having decided to strike, he held nothing back.

Every punch carried an unparalleled fist light, embodying the true Qi Swallowing Vientiane.

On the opposing side, Sen Hu Demon Monarch's body resonated with four great daos, continuously drawing inexhaustible power from the earth, his terrifying demonic power roaring through the skies like a tide.

In just a brief exchange, the entire island began to sink, every stone turning into dust.

The terrifying powers of the Vientiane Realm and the Demon Monarch, how could an ordinary small island withstand them!

Despite the moment, both Jiang Shu and Sen Hu Demon Monarch were not without significant injuries.

With each strike, Jiang Shu became fiercer, tearing apart space before him, the resplendent fist light overwhelming all.

Each punch bore the ultimate power of the great dao, like heavenly stars crashing down harshly upon Sen Hu Demon Monarch.

After experiencing the tempering of the great dao and cultivating the "Panwu Great Strength Dao Book," Lu Yuan's physique proved even superior to that of Sen Hu Demon Monarch.

Each punch threatened to make Sen Hu Demon Monarch cough up blood.

Golden blood spilled violently in the sky.

Each drop seemed like molten lava, falling from the sky, scorching the ground.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Sen Hu Demon Monarch was forced to retreat by Jiang Shu.

However, as a Demon Monarch, Sen Hu Demon Monarch naturally had his unique means.

Jiang Shu keenly observed that the vegetation on the island began to wither away, dying within just a few breaths, transforming into pure life-giving qi that surged into the deep pit created by Sen Hu Demon Monarch. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Simultaneously, a powerful aura emanated from the pit, as if a beast rousing from slumber.

"Truly a peerless prodigy capable of slaying our demon race prince. Perhaps in the Endless Sea, I'd truly not be your match. But alas, this is the Chaotic Demon Sea, my domain!"

A calm voice rang out, accompanied by a heartbeat like a pounding drum.

Each drop of essence blood in Sen Hu Demon Monarch's body burned wildly, but instead of revealing his true form, he reverted from his prime to a hunched figure.

Yet the demon energy on his body reached a peak, the great daos around him resonating, terrifying power condensing before him.

His voice gradually rose, the heartbeat sounds grew louder, aligning with Jiang Shu's heartbeat, striving to draw blood from his body.

Sen Hu Demon Monarch leaped out, a golden demon bone fluttered within his left eye, transforming into a stream of light, seemingly made of refined gold, its ancient design adorned with various gems, appearing most exquisite.

What truly caught the eye was the ancient aura on this demon bone, as if from time immemorial, representing terrifying power that, with an accidental swing, created great momentum, tearing space that couldn't mend for long.

The great dao between heaven and earth, for cultivators, merely understanding one could elevate one to a Daoist Monarch of Vientiane Realm.

But such comprehension was often superficial, not a complete mastery of the great dao.

Yet this demon bone seemed to naturally embody the great dao; Jiang Shu saw a complete great dao on the demon bone!

"This bone is named the Great Cutting Demon Bone, cutting everything dao skill!"

Sen Hu Demon Monarch's voice was aged, each word spoken slowly, but the power in his hand gathered more and more on the demon bone.

This demon bone, obtained through a stroke of fortune, though its owner was not once a Demon Venerable-level figure, was once renowned among Demon Monarchs, comprehending the Cutting Dao.

Nothing is uncuttable.

Once this bone is wielded, forget about any formation Jiang Shu set; even Jiang Shu himself could be hoped to be cut down.

However, the Cutting Dao inside this bone had already reached the extreme.

With each use, he would be influenced by the Cutting Dao.

This influence, at first, seemed indiscernible, but the deeper he delved, he would become enamored with the power, and gradually, the demon of the past would emerge from within the bone, and his soul would be replaced anew.

This is the terror of reaching the extreme of the great dao!

Any Daoist Monarch of Vientiane Realm, Demon Monarch, reaching the extreme on a great dao, becomes nearly unkillable.

The great dao undying, the soul undying!

In the past, Sen Hu Demon Monarch continually ground down the demon bone, bit by bit stripping away the Cutting Dao within.

But today, with life and death at stake, there was no time for any further consideration!

A large mouthful of fresh blood was suddenly spilled upon the demon bone, emitting dazzling light, the massive demon bone, like a knife or sword, cut everything, cleaving the surrounding space open.

Even the world-renowned fist light seemed somewhat weak under this power of the Cutting Dao.

"Boom!"

Behind him, the Kunpeng Demon Wings suddenly appeared, Jiang Shu punched out, ten great daos gathered on the fist light, this was his peak strike of the Qi Swallowing Vientiane Fist.

Of course, he had heard of the Cutting Dao, this great dao.

Although it couldn't compare to the Power Dao, Five Elements Dao, or Disaster Dao, Jiang Shu had only grasped the most superficial parts of these daos, naturally unable to compete with the complete Cutting Dao.

In his hand, a massive axe blade quickly formed.

Panwu Heaven Opening Axe!

The axe light cleaved everything.

The Power Dao, unparalleled and magnificent.

"The sky... the sky has collapsed!"

At the edge of the formation in the extreme distance, a large group of low-realm demon race or half-demons was taking refuge, looking with terror at the scene before them.

They saw the distant island, now entirely destroyed, having become part of the Chaotic Demon Sea, its sky collapsing inch by inch, the chaotic void currents whistling unceasingly, appearing as if the sky was falling.

The demon beasts and half-demons who had initially hidden in corners, barely surviving, were now struck dead by the shockwaves.

Not even their souls escaped.

Some continuously battered against the formation barrier set by Jiang Shu, but what awaited them was a death as pulverized dust.

The realms of the Daoist Monarch of Vientiane and the Demon Monarch were entirely beyond their imagination; in the eyes of a Daoist Monarch or Demon Monarch, they were mere ants beneath an elephant's foot.

Just a single breath could utterly extinguish them.

The entire great island, in the sea's silence, wielded great momentum; if not for the Great Array's concealment, such momentum would have long drawn innumerable investigations.

Every corner of the island became a mill of flesh and blood, demon beasts and half-demons turned to flesh and blood.

Hu Yi shrank into the furthest corner, his eyes filled with fervor, unblinkingly watching the grand spectacle created by his lord and Sen Hu Demon Monarch's battle.

He never expected, his whole body curled up.

The battle between Jiang Shu and Sen Hu Demon Monarch had reached a fevered pitch, each light beam like stellar explosions, to the extent that with his mere Furnace Fire Realm strength, just a glance overwhelmed him.

His realm was simply too low.

Hearing the diminishing sounds around, the whole great island seemed only to have three lives left.

In the sky.

Jiang Shu stood in the chaotic void currents, his blood roaring, resisting the currents, a wound on his fist crest revealed the forest-white bone beneath.

This demon bone embodied the Cutting Dao, ignoring all defenses, capable of annihilating all protective techniques.

Directly severing a cultivator's origin.

Even after cultivating the "Panwu Great Strength Dao Book," in such direct clashes, Jiang Shu still suffered a small loss.

On the opposite side, the state of Sen Hu Demon Monarch was also far from ideal, gasping for breath, his arm holding the demon bone trembled, similarly injured by that most powerful punch.