My Informative Cultivation Life

"Has this man gone mad? Who does he think he is, the reincarnation of the Immortal King? Strutting around the sect, praised as a genius, has he forgotten his own weight? Such trash, I could kill with a flick of my finger; there's no need for Brother Xing to make a move." A Heavenly Demon, renowned as a Golden List Genius, sneered as he spoke.

"Hahahaha! Yang Ji, I actually had a bit of appreciation for you, for your ability to suppress Tian Xie, but now, you seem to have become a bit too arrogant, to the point of madness. You want to kill us? Am I hearing this right?" Xing Xiong jeered.

"Do you think our brother Tian Xie is still the same as before? He has cultivated in the Demon Realm for hundreds of years, has been blessed by the Demon Ancestor, and has bathed in the Unlimited Demon Light. He has been transformed from the inside out and now possesses vast Divine Skills.

With a wave of his hand, he can suppress you." Mo Jie scoffed, not missing the chance to mock Tian Xie in the process.

"Why waste words on such an ant? Why not just crush him to death swiftly?" Tian Xie, disgruntled by being made fun of by the others, turned to stare at Yang Ji and spoke coldly, "A lowly ant like him doesn't deserve my action. To move a finger against him would be the greatest insult to me."

Facing the contempt and ridicule of a clan of Heavenly Demons, Yang Ji remained calm and said indifferently, "Who among you will die first?"

"I must say, you are extremely arrogant! Initially, I planned to crush you with a finger, but now, I've changed my mind. I won't kill you. Instead, I plan to imprison you, and torture you with various methods every day, to let you wish for death without release!" Xing Xiong said with a laugh that was full of anger.

"Then you shall die first!" Yang Ji stood suspended in the air, staring at Xing Xiong, and suddenly, his gaze swept over Tian Xie and Mo Jie, "To save me the trouble, you might as well all take action together, lest I have to kill three times."

"This fellow... These are three characters from the Immortal List, who together are unbeatable. And he shows no fear? Does he have some other ace up his sleeve? Interesting, very interesting. Let me see what else you have up your sleeve," Xu Yan said, breaking into a faint smile after his initial shock.

"You're courting death!"

Finally, Xing Xiong couldn't hold back any longer. "Demon God's Hand!"

With a shake of his palm, a vast Primal Demonic Qi spread out, and in the air above, it condensed into a pitch-black gigantic hand, spanning the void. Each finger, made from tens of thousands of Dao Talismans, held astonishing power, and with a press down in the air, it ruthlessly crushed down at Yang Ji.

This palm, like Tian Xie's previous Capricorn Divine Palm, was also a Supreme Divine Power with the might of enveloping the void and suppressing all directions, leaving Yang Ji with no escape and no place to hide.

Yang Ji stood motionless as the Demon God's Hand pressed down. The sound of space quaking and breaking echoed from the heavens, extending spatial cracks all the way before him, yet his expression did not change in the slightest.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, when the Demon God's Hand was just about a zhang away from his face, a colossal Sword Light suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Guided by his divine sense, countless Sword Qis from the Sword Realm converged into this Sword Light. As soon as it manifested, it collided with the Demon God's Hand.

The sharp Sword Qi instantly shredded the Demon God's Hand to pieces, and the remaining Sword Qi continued upward, streaking towards Xing Xiong.

"Hm?" Xing Xiong's pupils shrank. This move had unexpectedly failed to obliterate Yang Ji, catching him off guard. With a wave of his sleeve, he directly shattered the approaching Sword Qi.

Just as he was ready to exert his Divine Skills again, an enormous Sword Light abruptly appeared before him again. The sharp Sword Qi pierced through his skin, and blood oozed out instantly.

"What? What sword technique is this?"

Xing Xiong was taken aback, his body staggering back, as the Demon Rune on his forehead shot out beams of Demonic Qi, smashing the Sword Light fiercely.

"Be careful, that's the Immortal Sword Sect's Great Sword Realm Art. It can sense the Sword Realm anytime and anywhere, bringing together Sword Light wherever the divine sense reaches. It's extremely unpredictable," Mo Jie recognized the Divine Power at once.

"So, this move is called the Great Sword Realm Art?" Xu Yan muttered to himself.

"This kid is not simple. Be careful not to be suppressed by him, lest you end up like Tian Xie!" Mo Jie said, though it was unclear whether he intended to taunt or warn.

"Suppress me?" Xing Xiong laughed in anger, "Witness my Unlimited Demon Light. With my Demonic Qi as protection, let's see how his Sword Qi can harm me."

After just one exchange, Xing Xiong felt a surge of pressure deep within. From "crushing an ant" to "crushing with a finger," his rhetoric had shifted to "let's see how he can harm me!"

Indeed, he felt the extraordinary strength of Yang Ji.

His Demon Soul shook, and he immediately raised a cover of night-like Demonic Qi around him, this "Unlimited Demon Light" similar to the "Azure Sky Immortal Armor" in being a defensive Supreme Divine Power.

"To death!"

But Yang Ji was unafraid. He closed the distance and appeared right before Xing Xiong, his claw striking out and transforming into five Black Dragons, tearing into Xing Xiong's body.

Chi chi chi!

A burst of elemental energy collided.

This Unlimited Dark Light was indeed formidable; when he clawed down, it unexpectedly failed to penetrate his defense.

But the claw wrapped with immense force that immediately flipped Xing Xiong over.

"This is the Nine Nether Claw!" Tian Xie's expression turned grim as he saw Yang Ji deploying this divine skill, the coldness in his eyes growing even more intense.

"He managed to suppress Tian Xie in the past, it seems it was no accident!" Seeing Yang Ji's strength, Mo Jie's eyes turned cold as he inwardly remarked.

"Damn it!" Xing Xiong had not anticipated that Yang Ji would be so arrogantly domineering, striking so tyrannically without fear of him and directly bombarding him at close range.

Similarly, he was no benevolent character, a vicious killing intent flashing between his eyes, his aura surging violently.

The demon rune mark between his eyebrows suddenly brightened, dark light surged, and then it transformed into a demon shadow only one inch tall.

This demon shadow sat cross-legged, clad in black gold robes, resembling a supreme Demon Ancestor. As soon as it appeared, it emitted a world-shocking aura.

Boom!

The demon shadow released rings of black halos, actually forcing back Yang Ji's aura inch by inch.

"Die!" Xing Xiong bellowed furiously, his aura merging with that of the forehead demon shadow, and he fiercely punched towards Yang Ji.

Yang Ji neither dodged nor evaded, lashing out with a fierce punch of his own. In the collision between their punches, the space layered like brickwork was peeled away, then shattered, twisted by the tremendous force.

A terrifying storm swept through.

Under this punch, both men staggered backward, stepping into the void, but Yang Ji notably lost his footing, taking an extra step back.

"What's going on? How are you not dead after such a punch?" Xing Xiong couldn't believe it.

Yang Ji was even more surprised. His previous punch was infused with fifty percent of the World Force, and he had thought it would blast Xing Xiong to pieces, yet after punching, he still ended up taking an extra step back.

"The Mark of the Demon Ancestor is indeed no trifling matter! A small mark, containing so much Demonic Qi, actually surpasses the Origin of ten Demon Emperors. This mark actually boosts your combat power and enhances your strength," Yang Ji commented in astonishment.

"You actually recognize the Mark of the Demon Ancestor!" Xing Xiong was taken aback, then quickly became more ferocious, "Having unleashed the Mark of the Demon Ancestor, you should be proud to die by my fist!"

"I've just utilized fifty percent of the Mark of the Demon Ancestor's power, so now, die for me!"

Xing Xiong spoke coldly, facing Yang Ji; he ripped with both hands, making a beeline for the chest, intending to use the power enhanced by the Mark of the Demon Ancestor to tear Yang Ji apart, turning him into fragments.

"Mark of the Demon Ancestor, Demon Ancestor's Blessing, divine skill power boost, strength boost!" Yang Ji, with his gaze fixed on the demon shadow, completely disregarded the hands striking at him and instead threw a fierce punch towards Xing Xiong.

Boom!

Their collision was earth-shattering.

Yang Ji unleashed all of the World Force at his disposal, and with a single punch, he actually blasted Xing Xiong away.

Spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face was filled with disbelief.

"What? Xing Xiong utilized the full strength of the Mark of the Demon Ancestor, yet he couldn't withstand his punch?" Mo Jie was astonished.

"Such powerful World Force, how could he possess such terrifying World Force?" Tian Xie's pupils constricted as he exclaimed.