Capítulo 1213: Chapter 1204: Ancient Demon Dragon King
In the sky above, purple-black flames incinerated the void, obliterating everything, unstoppable in their fierce might.
A strong figure from the Demon Dragon Clan roared angrily, “Mo Wangchen, you boast that your Divine King Body is invincible and impervious to all magic. This is our Demon Dragon Clan’s Nine Nether Fire, capable of burning all things in the world. Let’s see who can save you today!”
All around, those who came to watch changed colors drastically, recognizing the terrifying nature of the purple-black flames.
The void itself was erased, unimaginable what the temperature of such flames had to reach.
“Buzz…”
Amidst everyone’s gaze, Mo Wangchen squinted, holding his spear, never retreating.
Instead, he hewed with the Demon Dragon Demon Spear.
In an instant, Great Dao Divine Power surged, shaking heaven and earth, with only the spear blade surrounded by purple-black demonic aura. A thick beam of spear light shot skyward, terrifyingly formed by the condensation of Great Dao Divine Power.
“Whoosh!”
In an instant, the purple-black flames were cleaved in two by the spear light. The raging divine fire restlessly surged towards the surrounding void, consuming the Heavenly Vault.
However, this spectacle lasted less than two breaths, and then the flames cut in two by the spear converged again, their might and temperature even more terrifying, once more bearing down on Mo Wangchen.
“The Nine Nether Fire is formless with shadow, let’s see how you will withstand it today.”
Above, a powerful figure from the Demon Dragon Clan laughed repeatedly, his gaze locked on Mo Wangchen, soon to be engulfed by the flames, looking at him as if he were already dead.
“Many have tried to kill me, but riff-raff like you aren’t qualified.”
Mo Wangchen’s face was calm, and so was his voice. As his words fell, he slowly exhaled.
Then, his Perception was pushed to the extreme instantaneously. Invisible, the temperature between Heaven and Earth became dreadful, seemingly turning into a furnace, about to melt all things.
“Whoosh!”
In the next moment, a massive expanse of golden flames surged out of Mo Wangchen, like a tidal wave, instantly meeting the black flames.
“Buzz buzz buzz…”
The world trembled, and the void hummed. The collision of the two divine fires made the temperature here rise sharply. In the distance, forests burned, rivers evaporated, an astounding scene.
“Playing with fire against me?”
Mo Wangchen sneered. Nine hundred years had passed, and his Perception had grown to untold levels. To say the least, it had probably reached the eighth fold of the Holy Rank.
Such a level of Perception, transformed into divine fire, its power is even more terrifying, almost unstoppable.
“Sizzle…”
A piercing sound echoed, and under the gaze of the crowd, the purple-black flames, upon contacting Mo Wangchen’s golden divine fire, visibly extinguished, ultimately dissipating entirely, leaving nothing behind.
“What?”
“Impossible, even the Nine Nether Fire couldn’t harm him?!”
In the void, a dozen of the Demon Dragon Clan’s powerful members all changed color, their expressions turning ugly.
“Bang!”
Mo Wangchen laughed coldly, holding the Demon Dragon Demon Spear, stepping out into the void, thrusting his spear repeatedly. The void hummed incessantly as dozens of terrifying spear lights flew out, cleaving the Heavenly Vault. In less than three breaths, the dozen Demon Dragons floating around him were all cleaved into a bloody mist without exception.
“Since the Ancient Demon Dragon King doesn’t wish to see me, today I shall slaughter all of your Demon Dragon Clan’s elite.”
He put away the Demon Dragon Demon Spear, and simultaneously, the golden divine fire above, about to disappear, suddenly expanded again, the surging divine flames engulfing the Heavenly Vault, pressing towards the dozen demigod-level strong from the Demon Dragon Clan.
“Retreat!”
Faced with the advancing divine fire, all of them changed color, not daring to underestimate it. Even the Nine Nether Fire couldn’t stop it; how could they block it with flesh and blood?
“Can you escape?”
Mo Wangchen laughed coldly. As his voice fell, the divine fire swept in like a tide, enveloping the dozen men entirely, forming a sealed fireball shape, blocking their way completely.
“It’s over!”
Someone exclaimed, eyes filled with terror. At present, they were entirely surrounded by this golden flame, with no place to hide.
The flames contracted, and it wouldn’t be long before these dozen men would meet their doom, body and soul obliterated.
This was an absolute dead end, with no path to life. The heat current already made it unbearable before the flames even touched them, as if their bodies were going to melt.
“Hiss…”
Suddenly, within the Demon Dragon Clan Territory, a fierce light shot up, formed from purple-black demonic aura, containing a terrifying Great Dao Divine Power, and in the blink of an eye, it cleaved down.
“Boom!”
The purple-black fierce light, like a divine demon’s scythe, cleaved down from the fireball’s center. In a blink, the fireball was split in two, and in less than three breaths, the dozen Demon Dragon Clan’s powerful members all safely escaped.
They gasped for breath, their eyes filled with fear, still with lingering feelings of dread recalling the scene before.
“Mo Wangchen, this king is quite curious what you rely on to dare appear here.”
Meanwhile, from within the Demon Dragon Clan Territory, a faint voice spread. Next moment, the Ancient Demon Dragon King rose into the sky, appearing before everyone.
“Buzz…”
His appearance caused the yet unrestored momentum of this world to surge again, interspersed with strands of Great Dao Divine Power, with a terrifying might that nearly stifled the surrounding people.
This was a Great Power of the Ancient God Realm; without a Human Clan Saint Emperor, there’s no one in the world to oppose him!
The Ancient Demon Dragon King stood with hands behind his back, hovering over the territory, looking down at them with awe-inspiring murder intent. This was his true body, not a Divine Thought Incarnation.
“Brother Mo…”
Soon after the Ancient Demon Dragon King appeared, below on the ground, a figure flew up, arriving in front of the Ancient Demon Dragon King, revealed to be none other than Mu Xi.
At this moment, his hands and feet were bound, unable to move, kneeling at the Ancient Demon Dragon King’s feet, his hair disheveled, face extremely weary. One could imagine the inhumane treatment Mu Xi endured during his time among the Demon Dragon Clan.
“Today, whether it’s you or him, none of you will leave alive.”
The Ancient Demon Dragon King’s voice was icy, taking a step forward while speaking, pressing two fingers against the back of Mu Xi’s head, grinning coldly at Mo Wangchen.
“You dare?!”
Mo Wangchen’s expression changed, and he shouted angrily.
“Rest easy, after his death, you won’t last much longer. Today, this king intends to use the Divine King Blood within you to honor my son!” As he spoke, a wisp of purple-black gas wound around the Ancient Demon Dragon King’s two fingers. If his mind moved, this purple-black aura would pierce through Mu Xi’s head.
“For the Ancient King of the noble Demon Dragon Clan to act against a junior like this today, don’t you find it shameful?”
Suddenly, a grand, sonorous divine sound rang out, wrapping around everyone’s minds, echoing in their minds. The next moment, before Mo Wangchen, the figure of the Divine Scale King stepped out from the void.