Chapter 488: The Supreme Realm

Chapter 488: The Supreme Realm

Zhu Yu and Zhou Zi, seasoned with a wealth of experience, had encountered countless individuals, from Demon Practitioners to Immortal Cultivators.

Yet, they had never witnessed someone who practiced both sides of the spectrum—until now.

No, they should say they had never seen someone reach the pinnacle of such dual cultivation.

After all, the nature of Immortal and Demon Arts was inherently contradictory; one’s strength would naturally suppress the other. Without exceptional control, one could easily fall victim to a catastrophic backlash, resulting in instant demise.

Such a being did not exist beneath the heavens; Immortals and Demons were clearly divided and could not coexist.

But now…

Before them stood a boy who exhibited an astonishing spectacle that completely shattered their preconceptions.

A figure that embodied both Immortal and Demon, mastering their arts to an unprecedented level, their energies perfectly blended without a trace of rejection, the Immortal and Demon swords like wings, soaring majestically.

Shockingly, overwhelmingly shocking!

In their lifetime, they had never seen such a jaw-dropping display, and his cold, aloof expression radiated an air of disdain for everything.

Zhu Yu and Zhou Zi had previously suffered the wrath of these very Immortal and Demon Arts, getting wiped out in the blink of an eye, utterly powerless to retaliate.

What was once their domain—a dream they controlled—had turned into a stage for this brat to showcase his prowess.

They couldn’t comprehend how they had become the prey in this scenario.

“Who exactly are you?”

Zhu Yu asked in a serious tone, demanding an answer from the boy, but received none.

The boy remained cold and silent, simply raising his hand, causing powerful spiritual energy to erupt around him, forcing both Zhu Yu and Zhou Zi to retreat involuntarily.

The intensity of his aura sent tremors through their bodies, instilling a chilling fear within them.

Zhu Yu and Zhou Zi exchanged glances, nodding before beginning to chant an incantation, a grand Magic Array materializing on the water’s surface.

It resembled an endless vortex, attempting to drag Lin Nuo into an abyss of despair.

However…

With just a casual wave of his hand, Lin Nuo conjured a swirling mix of black and white light beneath his feet, resembling a Yin-Yang formation, utterly replacing their swirling vortex.

“What…?!”

They were struck with astonishment; he had effortlessly dismantled their Magic Array.

No way could they accept this. They focused their thoughts, stirring mighty tides, unleashing a fierce wave of spiritual energy toward Lin Nuo.

Yet again, with another casual wave, he entwined the Demon Power’s dark waves and the blessed waves of the Immortal Path, swallowing their converging tide whole and sending it back at them.

“Not good!”

Realizing the dire situation, they quickly raised their shields and dodged, narrowly escaping the onslaught.

But before they could catch their breath, Lin Nuo made another move.

With a light flick of his right hand, the Immortal and Demon swords transformed into hundreds of blades, descending like a meteor shower—a breathtaking sight.

They were utterly stunned, hundreds of Immortal and Demon swords soaring, the interplay of black and white creating a visual feast.

Yet for them, it was merely a sentence of doom.

They found themselves with nowhere to escape, forming a spiritual barrier, but it was futile against the cascading storm of blades.

“Ah!”

As the hundred Immortal and Demon swords approached, accompanied by agonizing screams, they perished beneath the onslaught, sinking into the water.

Lin Nuo remained expressionless, calmly retracting his hand, which saw the swords merging back into the two original Immortal and Demon blades.

His gaze shifted towards the giant dragon and Qin Shili ahead.

With another casual wave of his hand, he summoned a whirlwind beneath him and shot forth like the wind toward the fierce battle.

At that moment, Heng, piloting the giant dragon, was launching a relentless assault on Qin Shili, who could barely hold her ground, on the verge of collapsing.

But as that powerful aura surged forward, Heng had to be on high alert, turning to find that both of his companions lay dead.

What faced him was a being wielding Immortal and Demon swords, radiating an overwhelming presence.

Nonetheless, since the Sea Domain Dragon Clan had always regarded humans with disdain and remained ignorant of the ebb and flow of Immortal and Demon Arts, they hadn’t shifted their perspective.

He merely saw a kid who seemed somewhat stronger than most.

“Who are you? Seeking your own demise?”

Heng shouted as he turned, his massive dragon gaping wide to reveal sharp fangs, intent on devouring Lin Nuo.

However, the hunter stood boldly before the prey. Although he seemed vulnerable against such a colossal dragon, Lin Nuo’s next move would upend Heng’s understanding.

Once more, he casually waved his hand, transforming the Immortal and Demon swords into fierce black and white dragon spirits, opening wide their maws to collide head-on with the Sea Domain Giant Dragon.

Boom!

With a thunderous crash, the dragon’s anguished wails echoed as it lost all combat capability, plunging into the depths.

Heng gasped in shock; those dual dragon spirits had knocked his giant dragon down, and it happened in what was supposedly his controlled dream—truly unbelievable.

“You’re dead meat!”

Heng roared, his muscles bulging, veins prominent as he decided to engage in a life-or-death duel once the giant dragon fell.

“Die!”

He swung his colossal fist, the power of the Sea Domain Dragon Clan was fearsome; even from ten meters away, a mere punch could obliterate most foes.

Yet Lin Nuo had no intention of dodging. He simply extended his right hand, summoning the dual dragon spirits, merging them into a fresh, gleaming sword.

Forged from the energies of both Immortal and Demon, with Immortal light and dark power intertwining, the air crackled with ominous energy as he remained utterly unfazed.

Swinging that sword toward Heng, an incredibly strong sword wave surged forward, instantly nullifying Heng’s punch.

Then, at lightning speed, the sword struck Heng, unleashing a piercing shriek as he was reduced to nothing more than a spirit beneath the blade.

Done.

With a dismissive flick, Lin Nuo effortlessly annihilated the giant dragon and Heng.

Retrieving his sword, it reverted back to its previous form—the twin Immortal and Demon swords flying around him once more.

The tumultuous water surface fell tranquil, and the towering waves subsided.

Now, Qin Shili, battered and bruised, barely stood with her unwavering will, though she too swayed as if about to fall.

Everything had calmed down. She gazed at the man before her, clad in simple attire, lacking any ostentatious decorations or battle armor, appearing very ordinary.

Yet he radiated an aura of Immortal and Demon, with those two blades being incredibly rare, flying gracefully like twin birds at his sides.

“Apologies for my tardiness.”

Lin Nuo crouched slightly, opening his palm as spiritual energy surged into Qin Shili, healing every wound on her body and rapidly restoring her vitality.

Not only was his combat prowess remarkable, but his healing skill was astonishing, leaving Qin Shili in awe.

And this capability to wield the arts of both Immortal and Demon transformed her understanding completely.

Could this truly be the supreme realm of “with a heart for the blue sky, yearning for the abyss”?