Chapter 67: Kunlun's Fall, the Great Dao is Simple
"Brother, get out of the way. Look at me. Immortal Slashing Gourd and Immortal Slashing Flying Knife, out!"

The Immortal Slaying Flying Knife was shining brightly, like a cold moon hanging in the sky. The blade was crystal clear, gleaming with mysterious light, as if it contained endless spiritual power.

The handle of the knife is inlaid with gems, shining brightly and emitting a strange glow.

As the flying knife came out, it was like lightning across the sky, rushing towards the target in an instant with a sharp momentum.

The blade is so sharp that it can easily cut off the body of an immortal or demon, which is chilling.

The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife is usually accompanied by a powerful infusion of spiritual power from its master. An invisible aura will form around the blade, distorting the surrounding space.

When the flying knife hits the target, it makes a loud earth-shaking sound, as if the heaven and earth are shaking.

The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife is a magical weapon that is feared by gods and demons alike. Its appearance often means the decision of life or death. It is an unparalleled weapon that all Mahayana practitioners dream of.

The Kunlun Demon Emperor stood with his head held high in the air, his face full of disdain, and snorted contemptuously at the enemy in front of him.
"You think you can kill me with just this insignificant thing? That's simply wishful thinking!" The Kunlun Demon Emperor laughed arrogantly.

However, his underestimation of the enemy made him pay a heavy price.

The inconspicuous flying knife suddenly flashed a strange light and turned into a sharp flying knife, rushing towards the Kunlun Demon Emperor at lightning speed.

The Kunlun Demon Emperor sensed something was wrong and wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

The Immortal Slaying Flying Knife instantly pierced through his body. He opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.

As the flying knife left, the body of Kunlun Demon Emperor slowly fell down and his breath gradually dissipated.

His pride and underestimation of his enemies ultimately led to his demise, and it all happened in a flash.

The empress folded her hands across her chest, her eyes filled with indifference and disdain. The corners of her mouth slightly raised as she snorted in contempt.

Beside her, smoke and dust filled the air, and the broken bodies of demons were scattered all over the ground.

Obviously, there had just been a fierce battle.

The Kunlun Demon Emperor fell to the ground with an expression of pain and regret on his face, as if he was paying the price for underestimating the enemy.

The empress held a mysterious flying knife in her hand, flashing with strange light.

She looked at the treasure in her hand, and a hint of confidence and pride flashed in her eyes.

"This treasure was given by Master, how could its power be so simple?" The Empress sneered, her voice full of majesty. She knew very well how powerful this treasure was, but her opponent had underestimated its power.

As the empress spoke, the light on the flying knife became brighter and brighter, as if proving her words.

The air around them also seemed to become heavy because of the presence of this treasure.

At this moment, the empress was like a high and mighty god, using her strength and sneer to teach those who looked down on her a lesson. "How powerful! Is this really the legendary magic weapon of the imperial teacher? It only met with the peerless demon emperor, but it killed him on the spot!" The ancient king stared at everything that happened in front of him with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief and shock.

He couldn't help but nod his head repeatedly and praised: "It's amazing! Such a powerful and terrifying power... I guess only a magic weapon of this level can possess it, right?"

At this moment, the ancient king was filled with awe for these mysterious and powerful magic weapons - as if they were beyond the comprehension of mortals and were breathtaking!
In the bustling city center of Shanghai, stands a luxurious apartment building that soars into the sky.

In a room on a certain floor of this apartment, Chen Cheng was sitting at a desk with full concentration, constantly calculating and deducing the mysterious and powerful power of the devil with his hands.

Ever since the last time the three incarnations fought against the Evil Spirit Demon Lord, a question has been lingering in Chen Cheng's mind: Why did this sealed Demon Lord suddenly come to the world?
Could it be that, as I guessed, something went wrong with the extraterritorial demons?

Chen Cheng frowned and fell into deep thought. He knew the horror of the power of the demon. If he couldn't figure out the reason, the whole world would be in great danger.

Thinking of this, he felt that time was running out and he had to find the answer as soon as possible.

So, he began to carefully recall every detail of the battle with the Evil Spirit Demon Lord, trying to find the answer from it.

Could it be that it was really because of the powerful aura fluctuations generated when he was refining the golden elixir that attracted the attention of those unknown demons hiding in the dark?
You know, this is an extremely dangerous thing! After all, the mysterious and powerful existence of the demon has always made people shudder. If they target you, the consequences will be disastrous...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and secretly thanked himself for discovering it in time, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable! But now the question is, how should we deal with it next? We can't just sit there and wait for death...

Chen Cheng sat quietly by the window, his thoughts surging like the tide. His eyes involuntarily looked out the window, as if he could penetrate time and space and witness the changes in this world.

In his eyes, the world was once a chaos, and then gradually had the origin of life. He witnessed the prosperity of all things and the rise of civilization. It was an era full of hope and vitality.

However, the world today has fallen into the Dharma Ending Age, with demons rampant and morality degraded. Chen Cheng's eyes revealed deep worry and helplessness, as he knew that the world was on the verge of collapse.

The scene outside the window seemed like a distorted painting. The demon's figure was looming in the darkness, greedily devouring all the beautiful things.

Chen Cheng leaned on the railing, looking into the distance and sighing softly. There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, as if he felt powerless against the changes in the world.

The wind blew his hair, but it could not blow away the worries in his heart.

In the sky, dark clouds rolled, like a mysterious and ever-changing painting.

Chen Cheng's mood was like the sky, uncertain. He thought of his past dreams and pursuits, but now he was gradually lost in the torrent of reality.

In this ever-changing world, he tries hard to find his own direction, but always feels lost and confused. He knows that the road of life is rough, full of variables and uncertainties, but he still longs to find his own peace and firmness.

However, reality always disappoints him. Faced with the impermanence of the world and the complexity of human hearts, he feels tired and helpless. He can't help but wonder whether he can really control his own destiny or just go with the flow.

Chen Cheng sighed and turned away. His figure seemed a little lonely and desolate in the wind.

"Everything in the world changes, the heavens are relaxed, the truth is simple!"

(End of this chapter)