Chapter 225: Killing the Demon Prince
The demon prince was furious when he saw this. He roared like thunder over the battlefield: "Don't run away! Stay calm, and work with me to break this Tai Chi diagram!"

Upon hearing the prince's order, although the demon gods were terrified, they stopped fleeing and gathered together, condensing a force that was even more powerful than before.

The brilliance of many spiritual treasures was rekindled, and magical powers were used once again, trying to break the seemingly indestructible Tai Chi diagram.

However, when their attacks landed on the Tai Chi diagram, they found that these attacks were like a stone sinking into the sea and were easily absorbed by the Tai Chi diagram without causing any ripples at all.

The power of the Tai Chi diagram was beyond their understanding. Not only were their attacks ineffective, but they became nutrients for the Tai Chi diagram, making its light even more dazzling.

The demon prince saw that the attacks of the demon gods were ineffective, and his anger and helplessness reached the extreme.

He knew that if he couldn't decipher the Tai Chi diagram today, he would have to escape in disgrace.

By then, his dignity as the prince of the demon clan will be gone, and his own hegemony will become a laughing stock.

He clenched his teeth, and the sun above his head burst into dazzling light again. He concentrated all his strength in his palm, turning it into a golden beam of light, rushing straight towards the Tai Chi diagram.

"Break it for me!" The voice of the demon prince was full of despair and madness.

The beam of light collided with the Tai Chi diagram, making a deafening roar, and the entire battlefield trembled at this moment.

The golden beam of light from the demon prince was like a sharp sword, piercing through the sky and the earth. Under this strong impact, the balance of yin and yang in the Tai Chi diagram was suddenly broken, the pattern began to distort, and the black and white light began to intertwine and become chaotic. The rotation of the Tai Chi diagram also gradually became unstable, and the light flickered, as if it could collapse at any time.

Yang Ling's face was solemn. He could feel the turmoil within the Tai Chi diagram. It was an indescribable chaotic force raging.

He knew very well that if the Tai Chi diagram collapsed, he would lose his strongest means of defense and attack, and the situation would take a turn for the worse.

He quickly mobilized the star power in his body, trying to stabilize the yin and yang balance of the Tai Chi diagram, but it seemed to have little effect.

The demon prince saw this and immediately realized the mystery. That was the power of the balance of yin and yang. Once one side was too strong, the Tai Chi diagram would lose balance and its power would be greatly reduced.

He loudly ordered the demon gods: "Go all out and attack the Tai Chi diagram with the power of extreme yang to disrupt its yin and yang balance!"

Upon hearing this, all the demon gods gathered their hottest and purest yang-attribute power, transforming it into extremely dazzling rays of light, which gathered into a huge torrent and rushed towards the Tai Chi diagram.

The attacks of these extremely yang forces made the Tai Chi diagram more turbulent, and the rotation of Yin and Yang became more and more unstable. The balance between Yin and Yang was as precarious as ice that was about to break.

Yang Ling's heart tightened. Without any hesitation, he hurriedly took out the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd. This treasure contained a powerful yin power and was his only hope.

He held up the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd high, muttered something, and sacrificed it. It turned into a huge yin energy core, floating in the center of the Tai Chi diagram.

The Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd emitted a faint light, as if it could absorb all the negative forces. Yang Ling activated the power in the gourd and put it into the Tai Chi diagram, making it the Yin attribute core in the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram.

Driven by Yang Ling's thoughts, the Jiujiu Sanhun Gourd began to emit a deep light, attracting the surrounding Yin attribute power and forming a new balance with the Yang attribute power in the Tai Chi diagram.

Under the coordination of the Jiujiu Sanhun Gourd, the yin and yang forces of the Tai Chi diagram blended again, the black and white light gradually became harmonious, and the rotation speed became faster and faster, forming a huge vortex that swallowed up all the extreme yang power that rushed towards it.

The huge Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram began to rotate again, and the black and white light became stronger and stronger, as if two giant dragons were entangled between heaven and earth. The Yin-Yang forces produced an indescribable shocking force in the constant chasing and rotation.

When the demon prince and the demon gods saw this scene, their faces changed drastically.

Not only did their attacks fail to break the Tai Chi diagram, but they instead boosted the opponent's strength.

The power of the Tai Chi diagram is growing, and their situation is becoming more dangerous.

Yang Ling stood in the center of the Tai Chi diagram, like a god controlling yin and yang, with dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

Yang Ling's eyes were cold, and his mind moved. The Yin and Yang power on the Tai Chi diagram was like a summoned beast, instantly enveloping a demon god who was rushing to the front. The demon god struggled and wanted to escape, but the power of the Tai Chi diagram was like an endless black hole, swallowing it up, leaving only a shrill scream echoing over the battlefield.

As the sound faded, the demon god turned into ashes and disappeared into the air, as if he had never existed.

After this attack, the Tai Chi diagram shone even brighter, as if it had just devoured a sumptuous meal. The yin and yang forces became more harmonious, and the rotation was smoother.

The demon prince saw this scene and his face turned ugly instantly. His body trembled slightly, a tremor of anger and fear. A trace of retreat flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it because he knew that if he retreated, he would become a joke of the entire demon clan.

When the other demon gods saw their companions being destroyed so easily, the fear in their hearts was like a flood and a beast, uncontrollable. Desolation and panic were revealed in their eyes, and they didn't know what to do.

Facing the giant Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram covering the sky, the demon gods panicked. They didn't know what to do and could only watch the power of the Tai Chi diagram grow stronger and stronger, while their lives became more and more out of control. Their hearts were filled with fear of Yang Ling. The threat brought to them by this human cultivator far exceeded their expectations.

Yang Ling stood in the center of the Tai Chi diagram, like the master of heaven and earth. His eyes swept over the terrified demon gods, and the murderous intent in his heart became even stronger. He knew that at this moment, he was the absolute master of this battlefield.

Upon seeing this, the demons and gods fled in all directions like frightened birds. They no longer had the will to fight in their hearts, and were left with only the fear of death.

Upon seeing this, the demon prince roared in anger, his voice filled with endless rage and majesty: "Stop right there! Whoever dares to escape, I will kill him without mercy!"

However, his words were no longer able to stop the demon gods from fleeing. They fled in all directions like a herd of frightened deer, no longer obeying his orders.

Seeing that the situation was irreversible, the demon prince felt a chill in his heart, knowing that if he forced his way through today, he would only die in vain.

He had no choice but to suppress the anger in his heart, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the void, temporarily avoiding Yang Ling's edge.

When Yang Ling saw the demon prince retreat, he did not feel relieved at all, because he knew that the battle was far from over.

His eyes were as fast as lightning, sweeping across the panicked demon god, and the power of the Tai Chi diagram in his hand burst out again.

Lines of yin and yang power stretched out like tentacles, instantly grabbing three or four demon gods who were trying to escape, crushing them into ashes without even a scream.

However, with each intake, the light of the Tai Chi diagram gradually dimmed, and Yang Ling's face became paler and paler.

Obviously, maintaining such strength consumes a lot of energy, even for him, it is difficult to support it for a long time. Finally, after another intake, the light of the Tai Chi diagram slowly dissipated, and Yang Ling's figure also seemed a little shaky.

The demon prince noticed this change, and a hint of ecstasy flashed in his eyes.

He appeared from the void, and the golden blade in his hand slashed towards Yang Ling like a golden sun.

Although Yang Ling was exhausted, he remained calm in the face of danger. He secretly practiced the "Fighting" secret, urging the power of the stars to evolve countless magic spells, which collided violently with the Golden Wing Blade, making a deafening roar.

The two men engaged in a thrilling fight above the battlefield. Relying on the secret technique of "fighting", Yang Ling resolved the countless attacks of the demon prince, while the demon prince's golden feather blade was constantly tearing apart Yang Ling's defense. The fight between the two was extremely fierce and the outcome was unpredictable.

Above the battlefield, yin and yang intertwined, and golden light flickered, as if two worlds were colliding. The figures of the two people appeared and disappeared in the interweaving of light and shadow, and neither of them was willing to give in easily.

As the demon gods fled, they were frightened by the roar of the demon prince. Although they were afraid, the majesty of the demon clan and the dignity of the prince still made them dare not disobey.

After hesitating, they turned around and returned to the battlefield.

Yang Ling was shocked when he saw this, knowing that his situation would become more dangerous, but he was not someone who would give up easily.

He took a deep breath, formed seals with his hands, and muttered something. The starry sky behind him suddenly lit up, and a huge force surged out of his body, transforming into a huge figure that directly covered the entire battlefield.

This is the magical power of controlling the heaven and earth. Yang Ling turned into a giant who stood in the center of the dark galaxy. His every breath seemed to cause changes in the wind and clouds.

To him, the attacks of the demon gods were like insignificant tickles that had no effect on him at all.

The demon prince's expression became even uglier.

He shouted loudly, and his body suddenly swelled up, revealing the true form of the three-legged golden crow. His golden feathers shone with a blazing light, and his huge body almost blocked out the sun. When his wings were spread, they were thousands of miles long.

The true body of the three-legged golden crow was filled with endless heat. Every time it flapped its wings, flames billowed, as if to burn the heaven and earth.

In this state, the demon prince's strength increased greatly. His eyes were like two blazing suns, emitting astonishing light, and he rushed directly towards the giant that Yang Ling had transformed into.

Facing such an attack, Yang Ling did not dare to be careless. In his giant form, he stared closely at the three-legged golden crow, waving his huge hands, drawing endless power of the stars, which collided with the flames of the demon prince, causing a deafening roar.

The sky and the earth changed color, and the stars lost their luster.

The demon gods seemed insignificant in such a battle, and their attacks were almost negligible in the showdown between the two powerful men.

The giant Yang Ling transformed into had a huge body, and every step he took seemed to be able to shake the entire star. His fists smashed towards the three-legged golden crow like meteorites, and each punch contained endless star power, with amazing power. The body of the three-legged golden crow kept dodging under the giant's fists, but was still shaken by the huge force, causing feathers to fly and golden flames to scatter.

The three-legged crow roared continuously, and the golden flames of the sun lingered all over its body. That was the supreme power of the demon prince, so hot that it could burn almost everything. Its wings flapped suddenly, bringing up a raging wave of fire, and pounced on Yang Ling. The golden flames streaked through the air, forming dazzling rays of light that rushed straight into the giant's body.

The giant Yang Ling transformed into did not flinch, and he faced the golden flames with both hands. The power of the stars gathered in his palms, turning into layers of light curtains, and forcibly resisted the invasion of the golden flames. His hands seemed unusually firm in the flames, and every contact seemed to cause a shock between heaven and earth.

Just as the three-legged crow was about to attack again, Yang Ling's giant suddenly counterattacked, stretched out his hands, and grabbed the wings of the three-legged crow with lightning speed.

The three-legged golden crow struggled to break free, but Yang Ling's power was like an abyss, bottomless.

The demon prince felt unprecedented fear. His wings were tightly grasped by the giant and he could not move.

A fierce look flashed in Yang Ling's eyes, and he began to exert force with his hands. The power of the stars and the golden flame of the three-legged golden crow collided violently in the air, causing waves of spatial distortion.

Finally, with a loud bang, Yang Ling tore the wings of the three-legged golden crow in half. Golden flames and blood intertwined in the air, forming a thrilling scene.

The three-legged golden crow let out a shrill scream, lost its balance, and fell heavily from the air.

But even so, the three-legged golden crow still let out a sharp cry. The sound was as sharp as piercing gold and splitting stone, and it pierced Yang Ling's ears, causing him to involuntarily let go of the three-legged golden crow, put out his hands to cover his ears, and a trace of pain appeared on his face.

The sound contained a strong shock force, which even caused slight fluctuations in the surrounding space.

Yang Ling only felt a buzzing in his ears, and it was difficult for him to concentrate. At this moment, the three-legged crow that was torn in half miraculously closed its body, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Its body swelled up again, golden flames blazed, fierce light shot out of its eyes, and it pounced towards Yang Ling.

The three claws of the three-legged golden crow were like three extremely sharp swords. They instantly grabbed Yang Ling's head, and its sharp beak pecked at his eyes like a sharp arrow.

Yang Ling reacted instinctively and ducked his head to avoid the attack, but was still scratched by the claws of the three-legged golden crow and bled profusely.

The two fought fiercely in the air, Yang Ling's clothes were torn to shreds, and blood dyed half the sky red.

The golden flames of the three-legged golden crow and Yang Ling's star power continued to collide in the air, and every contact seemed to tear the heaven and earth apart.

Qiongqi, Xiqu and other demon gods were terrified when they saw this, but they did not dare to approach. They could only watch from a distance, and their fear and awe of Yang Ling became even greater.

Yang Ling's figure kept changing in the air, and every movement left a trail of starlight, like a ghost shuttling between the stars. His fists condensed the power of the stars, and each blow was as heavy as a thousand pounds, hitting the huge body of the three-legged crow. The three-legged crow's reaction was also extremely fast. With a flap of its wings burning with golden flames, it brought up a scorching storm, trying to engulf Yang Ling.

Its claws were like five golden swords, and every time it was swung, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, pointing directly at Yang Ling's vital points.

The hand-to-hand combat between the two was extremely brutal. Yang Ling's body was constantly covered with wounds and blood. The golden feathers of the three-legged golden crow were also torn by Yang Ling's star power and scattered in the air.

The intensity of the battle was beyond everyone's imagination. Every collision seemed to shake the heaven and earth, and every attack contained destructive power.

The three-legged golden crow's pointed beak suddenly let out a sharp cry, and the sound waves carried a strong shock force and rushed straight towards Yang Ling.

Yang Ling's face changed, and he quickly mobilized the power of the stars to form a defense to resist the sound wave attack, but he was still shaken and his blood was boiling.

At this moment, the three-legged golden crow flapped its wings violently, bringing up a blazing golden flame that condensed into golden flaming blades that slashed towards Yang Ling.

Yang Ling's eyes flashed with coldness. He knew that he could no longer passively take the beating and had to fight back. His body spun violently in the air and turned into a meteor, rushing straight towards the three-legged golden crow.

The distance between the two was shortened instantly, and Yang Ling's fist and the sharp claws of the three-legged golden crow collided fiercely in the air, making a deafening noise.

The collision of the star power and the golden flames produced a dazzling light that seemed to illuminate the entire battlefield.

The battle lasted for a long time. Both Yang Ling and the Three-legged Golden Crow were already covered in wounds, but neither of them had the slightest intention of retreating. They continued to fight in the air in a way that shocked the world and made the gods and ghosts weep.

Every attack is full of murderous intent, and every dodge is tense. This is a real life-and-death battle.

The eyes of the three-legged golden crow were also filled with madness. It could not accept the fact that it was suppressed by a human being, and it wanted to use its own strength to prove the dignity of the demon race.

Amidst the bloody storm, Yang Ling's hand-to-hand combat with the three-legged golden crow became increasingly brutal.

His fists were like iron hammers, carrying the power of the stars, smashing into the body of the Three-legged Golden Crow. Every punch made the golden flame of the Three-legged Golden Crow dim a little.

During the fierce battle, the sharp claws of the three-legged golden crow grabbed Yang Ling's face again. Yang Ling leaned back suddenly to avoid the fatal blow, and then kicked out with both legs, hitting the three-legged golden crow in the abdomen.

The three-legged golden crow roared in pain and its body rolled in the air, but its counterattack was even more fierce. The golden flame was like a sharp blade, cutting through the air and slashing towards Yang Ling.

Yang Ling's hands were like steel, and he once again tightly grasped the struggling wings of the three-legged crow. His face was no longer calm, but was replaced by a fanatical fighting spirit. He wanted to end this battle with his own strength.

The three-legged golden crow seemed to sense Yang Ling's murderous intent, and the flames in its eyes burned even more fiercely.

Its sharp beak pecked fiercely, hitting Yang Ling's eyes accurately.

The heart-wrenching feeling almost made Yang Ling lose the strength to fight, but he did not give up. He still held tightly onto the wings of the three-legged golden crow to prevent it from escaping.

At this moment, the star power in Yang Ling's body surged wildly, and his eyes recovered at a miraculous speed.

The three-legged golden crow was not to be outdone, the golden flames on its body burned even more vigorously, and its wings reconnected in Yang Ling's hands, regaining its original strength.

The recovery of the two men brought the battle back to a state of balance, but the killing intent of both sides became even stronger.

They all understood that in this battle only one person could survive and the other would die.

Yang Ling's body burst into dazzling starlight in the air, and each of his attacks was full of destructive power.

The golden flames of the Three-legged Golden Crow were also burning continuously, and every swing of it brought with it endless heat and sharpness.

The two intertwined in the air to create stunning light and shadows. Every collision caused the surrounding space to fluctuate, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking.

Yang Ling's fist smashed into the head of the three-legged golden crow again, and the three-legged golden crow's sharp claws also grabbed Yang Ling's heart fiercely.

The attacks of the two collided head-on in the air, making a deafening noise.

At this moment, Yang Ling and the Three-legged Golden Crow had already thrown everything they had at stake, and their attacks were filled with determination to take each other's lives.

Yang Ling's eyes were pecked blind, but his attack did not stop. His body relied on its fighting instinct to continue fighting fiercely with the three-legged crow.

The three-legged crow's sharp beak pecked at Yang Ling again, and Yang Ling desperately punched the three-legged crow.

The two bodies intertwined in the air, and every contact was accompanied by flying blood and flesh.

This is a battle without any skills, only a contest of the most primitive strength and will.

Yang Ling and the Three-legged Golden Crow have both reached their limits, but their eyes are still filled with an unyielding light.

The battle continued, and its brutality was beyond everyone's imagination.

Every attack from Yang Ling and the Three-legged Golden Crow was filled with the breath of death. They were both proving their existence in their own way.

Qiongqi, Xiqu and other demon gods were watching the battle from a distance, their hearts filled with shock.

A bloody smell filled the battlefield. Yang Ling's arm drew an arc in the air, like a deadly sickle, heading straight for the neck of the three-legged golden crow.

The three-legged golden crow felt the threat of death, and a trace of fear flashed in its eyes, but the fear was soon replaced by anger.

His claws were like sharp blades, carrying blazing golden flames, fiercely tearing into Yang Ling's chest. Blood and golden flames intertwined in the air to form a cruel picture.

There was no trace of pain on Yang Ling's face. His eyes were as firm as iron, and the strength in his hands did not decrease in the slightest.

Finally, with a crisp sound, Yang Ling broke the neck of the three-legged golden crow and pulled it out with the bones.

The body of the three-legged golden crow twitched violently in the air, and the sharp cry stopped abruptly.

But it didn't kill him.

Yang Ling opened his mouth and spurted out sword lights. They were the sword energy condensed from the power of the stars in his body. They were extremely sharp, like falling stars, and they wiped out the body and soul of the Three-legged Golden Crow.

The sword light was like a shuttle, shuttling around the body of the Three-legged Golden Crow, breaking its flesh into pieces like dust. Its soul also became dimmer and dimmer under the grinding of the sword light.

"Wow!"

A shrill scream pierced the sky, and a new head miraculously grew on the broken neck of the Three-legged Golden Crow.

The newly grown head was filled with violence and madness, and its eyes were filled with deep hatred and unwillingness towards Yang Ling.

A hint of coldness flashed in Yang Ling's eyes. He knew that this battle must be completely ended, otherwise the immortal body of the three-legged golden crow would bring him endless troubles.

His figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the three-legged golden crow again. The star power in his hand condensed into a huge star sword, and he cut off the newly grown head again without hesitation.

This time, Yang Ling did not give the Three-legged Golden Crow any chance to recover. He quickly took out an ancient red gourd from his arms - the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd.

Yang Ling stuffed the severed head into the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd. Immediately, the angry and desperate roar of the Three-legged Golden Crow was heard from the gourd, but it was quickly suppressed by an invisible force.

That is the sealing power within the gourd, which can imprison any fragments of the soul and prevent them from returning to their original form.

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the three-legged golden crow. It felt the threat of the gourd in Yang Ling's hand and knew that if it did not escape, it would really be imprisoned in that sealed place and would never be able to turn over.

Then, it flapped its wings violently, turned into a golden light, and fled towards the horizon.

Seeing the three-legged golden crow turn around and flee, Yang Ling curled up his lips into a sneer.

An enormous red bow appeared in his hand. Dark red divine power gathered on the bowstring, condensing into an extremely thick energy arrow that flashed with dazzling light.

“Where are you escaping to!” Yang Ling shouted coldly. He pulled the bowstring hard with his arm. As the bowstring vibrated, an energy arrow carrying the power of the stars broke through the air and chased after the three-legged golden crow.

In the air, Jinwu's figure flashed rapidly, trying to avoid the fatal blow, but the arrow seemed to have a spirit, locking onto the target tightly, and its speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch.

Finally, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the energy arrow pierced through the body of the three-legged golden crow.

The three-legged golden crow let out a shrill scream, and the golden flames on its body dimmed instantly. Its body lost its strength and fell heavily from the sky.

Yang Ling was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He swept across the sky like lightning and quickly caught the falling three-legged golden crow.

He suddenly exerted force with both hands, and the power of the stars burst out, tearing off the two wings of the three-legged golden crow.

The three-legged golden crow let out a roar of pain that was more miserable than death, but it was no longer able to resist.

Yang Ling did not hesitate and stuffed the two wings burning with golden flames into the Jiujiu Sanhun Gourd.

As the gourd closed, the roar of the three-legged golden crow came to an abrupt end, and its power and spirit were completely sealed in the gourd.

Yang Ling's eyes were as cold as ice, and his hands accurately grasped the sharp claws of the three-legged golden crow.

One, two, three, Yang Ling tore them off without hesitation and stuffed them into the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd.

With the seal of the last claw, the body of the three-legged golden crow finally could not hold on. Its huge body quickly shrank, the golden flame gradually dissipated, and finally it turned back into its original appearance of a demon prince.

The demon prince’s face was pale, and his eyes were filled with fear and despair.

“My Lord Yang Ling, please let me go!” The demon prince’s voice trembled. His arrogance was gone, replaced by the instinct to survive.

"Beg for mercy? It's too late to say that now." Yang Ling's voice was cold, without any emotion.

He stretched out his hand, and the power of the stars gathered in his palm, transforming into a bright light.

A trace of despair flashed in the eyes of the demon prince. He knew that he could not escape the grasp of this powerful human.

A bright sword light cut the demon prince into two halves, and his bloody body floated in the air like a kite with a broken string.

Afterwards, Yang Ling stuffed the remains of the demon prince into the Jiujiu Sanhun Gourd. As the gourd closed, all sounds disappeared.

(End of this chapter)