The Destiny of the Demon Sword
The Battle of God Realm I

Jingga chuckled softly then glanced at Qianmei next to her and said, “Memu, play around with her!” 

Qianmei pouted as she shrugged both of her shoulders. He looked lazy to face such an arrogant young god.

“Why?” Orange did not understand the attitude of his sister who did not usually refuse what was ordered.

“He's too weak to be my opponent. It will be boring!” complained answered.

The young god tightly clenched his left hand as he looked at Qianmei with a sharp and furious look in his eyes. Shortly thereafter, his anger peaked into the crown. 

 “Bigger, you!” the young god snapped and then flashed an attack on Qianmei.

The young god launched the first attack at the speed of a swinging sword that was swerving through the air, creating sharp streaks of light. However, Qianmei nimbly dodged each attack with such a smooth movement, as if she was dancing in the wind.

“Excellent sword technique. However, your movement speed is very slow and easy to read,” Qianmei said in between the fight.

“Cih, I'm still messing with you. Don't be happy first!” reply the Young God then increased the rhythm of the attack.

The two of them fought each other attack and defense with full expertise. Their every move implied incredible speed and strength. The Young God Sword emitted a dazzling ray of light, whereas Qianmei controlled the energy sword with an extremely powerful and stressful soul force.

TRANGS! TRANGS! WOUZZ!

The resounding sound and the colliding sword blows created a loud tremor in the main hall of the Sky Palace. Every step taken, every move made, all felt so intense and captivating. The eyes of the spectators did not blink as they were fixated on such a fierce fight.

However, suddenly the atmosphere became chaotic and uncontrollable. Several cultivators from various sects and clans attacked Jingga and Bai Niu in the absence of cues. 

Seeing the condition of the palace starting to suffer severe damage, the Celestial Emperor rushed to cast a spell making a portal hole. Uniquely, the portal hole created by the Celestial Emperor enveloped the entire area within the Sky Palace, so that everyone who was fighting suddenly moved. Some of the gods and cultivators who were aware of the difference in fighting spots immediately stepped back and turned their heads to pay attention to the surrounding environment. It stopped the fight instantly.

Not only the gods and cultivators, even Orange and his two younger siblings seemed a little surprised by the sudden displacement of the place. They were now in a vast grassland. A very good place to fight.

“Where are we, Sis?” bai Niu asked feeling unfamiliar with the natural atmosphere around him.

The orange dodged then scanned the energy around him. 

“We are still in the realm of gods. But I don't know exactly where,” said Orange answered him.

“Hey, Devil!” call someone in the crowd.

Orange turned towards the crowd then found a middle-aged cultivator looking at him with a sharp look in his eyes. 

“You just called me but didn't want to attack me. Come, come!” The orange grinned against him.

“Ha-ha. So arrogant of you!” reply the cultivator then flashed attacking Orange.

“Hiat!”

SLASHY! BUGH!

Not until the spear hit the body of the orange, the head of the cultivator had first fallen and rolled in front of his feet. He took it and squinted his eyes at the lifeless face of the Cultivator's head. 

“Your head is faster than the spear you tried to crush on me,” said Orange and melted it.

“Dad!” a girl shouted from a distance.

Orange looks. It was seen a girl in purple dress running towards him and stopping right at the body lying on top of the grass.

“Dad, wake!” call him while clutching his headless body.

He looked up at the orange with emotion.

“Why did you kill my father? Why!?” the girl shouted not to accept her father being killed by the young man standing in front of her.

SLASHY!

Not yet Orange answered him, the head of the girl detached from her body and died instantly. Orange turned towards Qianmei with a questionable look.

The gods and cultivators who witnessed the atrocities of Orange and Qianmei burned with anger and resentment. Those who had previously fought to become an emperor, now had a deeper motivation to kill the demon youth who had displayed his cruelty.

“Civilized! They indeed deserved to be exterminated,” the wrath of a large-bodied cultivator and then raised his huge sword up into the sky.

“Serang ..!” added screech.

The flames of anger were burning within the hearts of the gods and cultivators. Their faces were filled with fiery expressions of anger, the look of an eye implying a determination imprinted in an unspoken oath to avenge the two souls that had been snatched away.

On the other hand, Orange felt her adrenals rise to live out her fight. He looked towards his two brothers.

“Memimu, Naninu,” call Orange.

“Iya, Brother,” both.

“Destroy everything!”

Bai Niu and Qianmei nodded, then both of them flowed spiritual energy and exuded an aura that suppressed behind the auras of the gods and god realm cultivators.

“Jianhuimie Yuzhou!”

“Shadow steps.”

The wuzz!

The orange, Bai Niu, and Qianmei flashed swiftly forming a wisp of black smoke in different directions to attack the gods and cultivators who were also dashing rapidly towards the three.

BOOM UP!

Loud explosions occurred as the two camps clashed. The orange flashed straight, fighting against dozens of gods from the Sky Palace. Meanwhile, Qianmei who was flashing towards the left faced hundreds of cultivators. Likewise, Bai Niu who chose the right direction had to face dozens of Heavenly Palace generals.

Amidst the engulfing vortex of battle, the atmosphere on the battlefield became even more searing. The gods who were in the realm of the Crystal Emperor Master had to go to great lengths to deal with the speed and the sword hits cast by Orange. Their superior numbers did not allow them to dominate the fight.

“Star formation!” said a god who immediately stepped back a few spears.

Some gods maneuver to form star formations. However, they lost quickly with the movement of the orange that slashed its sword at a nearby god.

Duars!

The god that was hit by his slash instantly shattered instantly. Flesh and bones scattered in the air made the gods more wary of the swift attack from the demon lord.

“We can't form a formation. Think la–,” said a god but was cut off because his head slipped and fell.

The orange smirked cynically and then again attacked the gods at the speed of his steps. 

“Illusion formation,” squeal a god starts to panic.

Not a single god had a chance to cast a spell. Oranges look like more than they are. His speed could not be matched by the gods. They begin to get frustrated with circumstances they never expected. In fact, the gods did not have the opportunity to exert a mainstay style. 

“Damn it! How could it possibly exceed the speed of light? In fact, even blinking was still too slow to keep up with his speed,” rutuk a god who did not realize his body part was split a lot.

Satisfied to hit the gods with his sword. The orange disappeared from the siege of the gods, then reappeared several spears from the gods.

“Hey, everyone, I'm here!” said Orange while crossing his hands on his chest.

The gods who were still continuously swinging weapons instantly stopped and turned to the source of the sound.

“Goodbye,” added Jingga then smiled widely.

The gods did not understand the meaning of the words of the Orange, they glanced at each other and moments later, one by one the bodies of the gods exploded by themselves.

THE DUAR! THE DUAR! THE DUAR!

“Beautiful death!” the word orange enjoyed the earthy body explosion of the gods.

“What a bore, fighting with weak gods,” he added pitched disappointed.