1577 The Three Talents versus the Second Son of the Flame Soul! The Blood Sword of Heaven Appears!
Dongfang He suddenly spread out his arms and roared, “It’s here!”
The Symbols of the Fiery Wrath Army on his arms began to burn, little black dots starting to flash like miniature suns. Their light penetrated through the darkness brought by the descent of the demon beast, piercing through the churning clouds like two sword beams.
The flames rise from the east, slaying demons for eighty thousand years! The power of Dongfang He’s Bloodline erupted; rocks were pushed out from around him, boulders exploding as demonic soldiers made of flame and blood emerged from them.
The demon soldiers had bodies made of stone, but they were refined by the flames, transforming into the legendary Flame Soldiers. More and more of them appeared, until Dongfang He reached the limit of what he could control, six hundred soldiers!
The six hundred demon soldiers set up a steely defense line, their backs arching slightly while their feet seemed to take root in the seared earth. They were like springs ready to launch, power building up in their thick legs.
This was Dongfang He’s ability. He was able to instantly go from a single warrior to an army. Only demon-types could deal with demon-types, and Dongfang He’s almost fifty percent Demon Bloodline guaranteed that his ability would be dark and cruel. As for his human blood, it guaranteed that he would always stand on the side of the humans, despite his demon-type ability.
There was a howl of wind, and the six hundred demon soldiers roared. In return, that giant creature erupted out of the dark clouds, turning the quiet valley into a raucous battlefield.
“My God! So cool!”
Midway up the mountain, Traveling Buddha lay prone on the ground, his eyes glowing after he had called out in surprise. He instantly understood the difference between the Lower Realm and Ashen Moon. Dongfang He’s powerful Inner Demon was something he rarely saw. Only when Xia Fan was going crazy would he show a similar demonic nature, but Xia Fan manifested his Inner Demon through agility and sharpness, not at all like this domineering wall Dongfang He had created.
Xia Fan said nothing, staring at the creature that had come out of the black cloud. His superb sense of smell had already told him that this creature was dangerous. Despite his ability to distinguish scents, Xia Fan couldn’t find the right words to describe it. This odor didn’t come from any sort of creature. Perhaps it was the scent of death!
The black head was like a hammer from hell. The moment it appeared, it shattered all hope and fortune, leaving everyone stupefied. Even the three talents of Subduing Demon City and the famous golden partners of the Middle Realm, Xia Fan and Traveling Buddha, felt their souls tremble. Their necks were as cold as if a reaper’s scythe had been placed on them!
That was a dragon’s head, but not a dragon that Xia Fan had ever seen before. Unlike Pearl’s crystalline purity, brimming with holy light, this was a dragon head that had been dead for eons, its body rotting away in a swamp, then subsequently dug up and revived!
The moment the dragon head appeared, a stench of death washed over the valley, engulfing the sky and distant mountains. The rotting dragon scales exuded horrific odors, and the black-spotted teeth were like solidified chunks of blood. The dragon’s eyes even had white insects gnawing away at them. Pumping through its flesh was a black pasty substance like food that had been rotting in a sewer.
It was impossible to say how the death dragon had survived, but that was the state it was in. Charging out of the black cloud, it unfurled its tattered wings and charged at the three talents of Subduing Demon City, letting out a frenzied roar.
The dragon’s breath was like a hurricane, devastating the valley and sending large rocks toppling from the mountains. Xia Fan felt the soil beneath him shaking while countless rocks tumbled from overhead and into the valley below.
The three talents were all pale. Not even in their dreams had they imagined that this monster would be the prey that they had been waiting for. Wasn’t this something that should have been living on the second, or even third level of the Lower Realm? Why had it come to the most peaceful first level? It had to be understood that this was a world of humans, territory protected by the Demon Subduer Army!
“He’s the second son of the demonic Flame Soul! His father is the mount of the Scarlet Blaze Demon King Stanley!” Nikai managed to say, her lips trembling. The pink wings of her ability were wavering in the black wind, gradually losing their light.
Flame Soul was the name of that bloodline of demon dragons. As mounts of Demon Kings, they were naturally King-class themselves! The Flame Soul had two sons: the Son of the Flame Soul and the Second Son of the Flame Soul. They were currently facing the Second Son, and his rank was Demi-King!
A Demi-King-class demonic dragon, a reserve mount for the Demon King Stanley, had actually gotten so close to Subduing Demon City without setting off any alarms! The consequences were bound to make the entire world crumble. Subduing Demon City was probably in a state of absolute emergency by now, with a Level Five alarm putting everyone on their guard.
“You guys go! I’ll hold him down!” Dongfang He suddenly ordered Nikai and Jia Yuntian in a tone that accepted no objections.
In truth, Dongfang He hadn’t received some enlightenment about death. As the strongest genius of the Dongfang Clan in many years, Dongfang He had always felt that he should stand at the apex of kings, the future sole leader of the Demon Subduer Army. He would lead the human race to victory in this war that had gone on for countless epochs, stomping his boots over the graves of the thirteen Demon Kings.
But Dongfang He suddenly realized that the path to becoming a king wasn’t always smooth sailing, just like today. Even with the power of Nikai and Jia Yuntian, the three of them were still no match for the Second Son of the Flame Soul!
His only choice was to step forward like a king, taking on this powerful enemy to protect Nikai and Jia Yuntian as they retreated to Subduing Demon City, giving the humans of the future a seed of hope. This was the character background Dongfang He had given himself.
As Dongfang He shouted for Nikai and Jia Yuntian to leave, he charged forward, using the steel torrent made up of his six hundred demon soldiers to try and stop the attacks of the Second Son.
Alas, Dongfang He had been enlightened as to what it meant to be a king, but Nikai and Jia Yuntian also had the honor of their Demon Slayer Clans to maintain. As Nikai cried out, the pink wings of light flapped toward the black gale and quickly protected him. Meanwhile, the hands that Jia Yuntian had hidden behind his back bulged with veins.
Whoosh!
The Sword of Heaven took to the sky!
The white sword was like a bolt of lightning cutting across the clouds. With a dazzling light, it vanished above the clouds, rapidly ascending to the uppermost reaches of the heavens. Then, it began to crazily descend with an all-destroying momentum!
“I thought so. You’re just not willing to let other people outshine you.”
Dongfang He shook his head lightly. He could never understand what was so good about a depressing guy like Jia Yuntian, daring to vie with him over the same girl, but he had to admit that this guy with that grim expression on his face was just as tough as he was. Although he never said much, when he was needed, he would always be there. He was like a rock in a cesspool, stinky and hard!
“Since that’s the case, I just hope that Nikai can bring me some good luck,” Dongfang He muttered, his eyes erupting with a ferocious light.
Nikai was no longer gorgeous and alluring. She was using all her power on the Divine Wings, and her slender body was slowly rising from the ground as if some divine power was pulling her into the sky. When she released all her energy, her face became twisted, and she looked like a female demon who had been sentenced to death by hanging and was struggling with all her might.
This was Subduing Demon City, so even the most beautiful and holy girl concealed an Inner Demon. When this Inner Demon was unleashed, there were no humans, only demons!
As the distance closed, Dongfang He’s six hundred demon soldiers charged at the Second Son of the Flame Soul with stubborn auras. The savage stone soldiers covered in flames were just as obstinate as their expressions. They jumped into the air and turned their bodies into battering rams, opening their mouths to bite and tear. Like six hundred blood-sucking ghosts, they attached themselves to the Second Son’s body, attempting to tear away the demon dragon’s scales, burrow into its body, and cling to its bones like maggots.
“Awoooo!” the Second Son howled. The sensation of being attacked by six hundred leeches was very unpleasant, and a normal person would immediately try and rub off such insects.
The Second Son of the Flame Soul clearly thought the same thing. He flapped his wings to drive off the annoying insects, and his stinking mouth opened and unleashed black dragon breath.
The deathly dragon breath swept toward Dongfang He like a tornado. The Second Son clearly understood that if he killed Dongfang He, the despicable insects would fall apart on their own.
Bang!
The Divine Wings unleashed all their power, Nikai essentially using her life to protect Dongfang He. She didn’t even know if she liked this man that was bursting with kingly energy. When she first met Dongfang He when she was only six years old, that kid that had been brimming with chauvinistic energy had proudly declared to everyone, “Nikai, starting from today, you’re my woman!”
“Even if you like me, shouldn’t you at least give someone the freedom to choose? You act as if there’s no man in the world except you.” For the many years since then, Nikai had always been very resentful of Dongfang He. Although she knew that Dongfang He was an outstanding individual, she had her own pride. She couldn’t accept being treated as an accessory by him!
As for Jia Yuntian, that was another extreme. He didn’t say anything or announce anything, but the whole world knew that Jia Yuntian liked Nikai and was willing to stay by her side for an eternity.
“Ah, these two are both weirdos.” As her life was being drained from her body, Nikai closed her eyes. For some reason, as she drew close to death, she was actually thinking about her relationship with these two men. One had a mouth that dared to say anything, while the other could be slapped and not even fart in response. If only the two men could balance out one another!
The dragon breath of death rippled with a power that could destroy all. The pink wings that protected Dongfang He gradually disappeared, engulfed by the darkness, and the earth trembled. No one knew if Dongfang He was still alive, but it certainly appeared like Nikai was about to die.
Xia Fan and Traveling Buddha had already stood up on witnessing this grim battle. They saw the light fade from Nikai’s face, wrinkles slowly appearing on her divine complexion and turning it more and more savage.
“She’s done all she can.” Traveling Buddha muttered, shock in his voice. It was clear that he had developed some respect for this woman who was giving it her all in this battle. Even though he treated the entire world with indifference, the Little Old Buddha still had his humanity. When he ran into a serious problem, he would occasionally get serious.
Crack!
Finally, as Nikai and Dongfang He grimly held on, the miracle they were waiting for finally arrived. The Sword of Heaven returned, smashing through the dark clouds and stabbing down at the demon dragon’s head!
“AAAAHHH!!!” Standing at the farthest end of the valley, Jia Yuntian suddenly let out a shout. To be more precise, it was a scream! As he screamed, blood flew out of his mouth. This bloody light was like the last ray of the setting sun, soaring into the air and merging with the white Sword of Heaven.
The Blood Sword of Heaven!
It turned out that it wasn’t just Nikai and Dongfang He who were putting their lives on the line. Jiang Zhibei had always looked down on Jia Yuntian, but Jia Yuntian was actually paying an even greater price!
It was here!
The Demon Slayer Clan’s special technique, using a sword forged with one’s essence blood to create a heaven-shaking strike!
Bloody light mixed with white light, and the world became eerily silent.
Plush!~
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