Chapter 342

Chapter 342: The Power You Desire

You You had never felt her energy so difficult to control. It surged wildly like celebratory fireworks, its usual calmness now invaded by an icy intrusion that made her eyes sting and her body crave unconsciousness. The surrounding Demonic Energy swirled toward her as if magnetized.

“Ahahaha…” Long Ting’s mad laughter boomed, his crimson eyes fixed on the reddening seal above. “The power of the Demon God commands all realms! None shall hinder my demon tribes now!”

Watching You You’s growing distress, Yuan Qi’s gentle demeanor shattered. Fury ignited in his eyes as he summoned a snow-white long sword and lunged at the formation enveloping Demon Mountain.

“Master Yuan!” The gods gaped at his uncharacteristic ferocity.

“Destroy the formation!” he ordered.

“But…” The gods hesitated—shattering the seal would unleash the Demon Realm’s full might.

“We must stop the Demon God’s power from awakening!” Yuan Qi barked. *Or You You will…*

Realization struck. The gods unleashed attacks on the formation, but their efforts dissolved against its surface. The crimson hue deepened relentlessly.

“Fools!” Long Ting sneered. “Nothing can halt the Demon God’s revival now!”

Yuan Qi soared to the formation’s edge, palms pressed against its white rim. A soft glow emanated from him, dimming the spreading red. A crystalline *snap* echoed as cracks spiderwebbed across the structure—then the entire formation collapsed like shattered glass.

“It’s gone!” The gods cheered.

Long Ting snorted. “Meaningless resistance! My master’s power has already risen!”

As he spoke, the mountain’s peak erupted in scarlet light, drenching the world in blood-red hues. An oppressive force crushed the gods to their knees, their divine power scattering as blood spilled from their lips.

“Hah! This…this is the Demon God’s might!” Long Ting exulted. Demonic Energy congealed around him, his cultivation soaring. Nearby demons evolved into high-level entities; slain ones reformed from lingering miasma.

“You You!” Yuan Qi rushed to her side.

She knelt trembling, alien energies ravaging her body. The red light’s explosion magnified her agony—her vision darkened, consciousness fraying. Distant voices called her name as existential terror gripped her: *Am I becoming the Nether King’s prophesied monster?*

“Pathetic gods!” Long Ting hurled Demonic Energy, flinging deities aside. “Six Realms bow to us! Charge forth and paint the Three Realms red!”

*Charge forth.* The words pierced You You’s haze—beyond these ruins waited the Zhen Yan Sect, her sworn brothers.

Clarity erupted through the mental fog.

As demons surged forward, primal wrath flooded You You’s veins. Red light blazed in her eyes. She slammed her palm down, unleashing a shockwave that blasted the horde backward. Bone Dragons crumbled against Demon Mountain; lesser demons disintegrated.

The surviving demons froze. Demonic Energy now writhed around You You like a living storm, her crimson gaze casting unbearable Pressure. Even wounded gods stared awestruck at her transformation.

“W-what are you?!” Long Ting recoiled.

“You wanted the Demon God’s power?” You You’s chuckle dripped with volcanic rage. She clenched her fist—Long Ting’s Demonic Energy turned traitor, constricting him.

“NO!” His draconic form imploded, bones powdering to ash.

Silence swallowed the battlefield.