Chapter 200 - 113: Extreme Realm True Dragon (2)
Chapter 200: Chapter 113: Extreme Realm True Dragon (2)
A surging Demon Shadow blanketed the entire sky over the Imperial City.
"It’s over!"
"Is this the apocalypse?"
"Run! Run for your lives!"
Countless citizens of the Imperial City were scrambling, fleeing for their lives.
The scene was like the end of the world.
It seemed as if the tiny Imperial City would be swallowed in a single gulp by the terrifying Demon Flood Dragon that blotted out the sky.
The Celestial Will and the Mountain Sea Earth Spirits were merely equivalent to the Foundation Establishment Early Stage. The Foundation Establishment Middle Realm was a power that truly surpassed this Palm of the Human World.
’Are we... going to lose?’
The Green Snake Flying Sword shattered, its fragments raining down from the sky.
The Demon Flood Dragon spewed black flames, laughing wantonly as it turned the entire Imperial City into a boundless Purgatory.
Countless creatures wailed in the fire, turning to ash.
Among them were many mortals.
There was no lack of Ancient Immortals and Ancient Grandmasters; even High Tier Qi Cultivation Immortals, experts of the Innate Realm, and masters of the Dao Platform were nothing more than dust burning in the flames.
These ancients from the Great Yu Era had waited so long for the Immortal Arrival, yet what it brought them was not a peerless Immortal Fate, but death.
"Why... Why is it like this..."
A Great Yu Ancient Cultivator despaired amidst the flames.
So.
The Immortal Arrival had been nothing more than an illusory dream.
They were going to die.
「In the flames.」
Kong remained standing.
But his Black Dragon Emperor Robe was completely soaked in blood.
He was no match for his opponent!
Defeat was certain!
’In the end, I couldn’t keep my promise.’
’You succeeded in severing the heavens, but I failed to eliminate the enemies of this Immortal Arrival. In the end, the Human World we swore to protect has been plunged into misery and despair...’
’And Zhuo...’
’I said I would take you home...’
’In the end, I failed...’
Kong closed his eyes.
His opponent was ancient, at the very end of his three-hundred-year Foundation Establishment lifespan, and his foundation had reached the extreme of the Foundation Establishment Middle Realm.
Even with his Spirit Mark Dao Platform and the two-lifetime foundation of a Celestial Spiritual Root, he had still been defeated.
In this generation, who else could stop this catastrophic Immortal Arrival!
"So, it was you..."
"Guyue Kong of the Profound Celestial Sect!"
"HAHAHA!"
"Even after a thousand years, your legend has continued to spread throughout the Eastern Domain. I never thought you’d still be alive in this Palm of the Human World. To kill you with my own hands... it is truly my honor..."
The old man laughed.
His Daoist Demon Flood Dragon, having crushed countless jade towers and pavilions, opened its massive maw, preparing to swallow this peerless prodigy from a millennium ago.
But at that very moment, a long, drawn-out sigh slowly echoed.
It was so close it seemed to be right in his ear.
"Who is it?!"
The old man’s face changed dramatically.
The hairs on his arms stood on end as an indescribable sense of terror washed over him.
It was as if.
Another powerful being like himself had descended.
No!
This one was even stronger...
「The next moment.」
A man walked out from the ruins of Heaven-Ascension Tower. He wore a white robe, carried a small medicine box, and had a rather handsome face. His eyes showed neither joy nor sorrow, and his body was wreathed in Tree Whiskers.
On his palm was a lightning Dao Mark...
However, the lightning Dao Mark was currently dim, seemingly playing dead out of fear of the young man...
"Can we... please stop fighting!"
Su Chen said.
He was very sleepy.
At this moment, he was on the threshold of stepping into the Fourth Realm of Longevity.
He needed to enter a deep slumber.
After burying Lady Shui, he had dug a pit on a deserted island, preparing to bury himself, but the Imperial City was in too much turmoil.
He could not just watch Kong die.
Even if he was now heartless and could no longer feel sorrow, he knew that man was his friend.
"Who the hell do you think you are!"
"Elder Demon Flood Dragon, kill him! Quickly!"
"Then."
"Everything in this Palm of the Human World will belong to our Demon Profound Sect..."
The Foundation Establishment members of the Demon Sect laughed with abandon.
They failed to notice that the old man commanding the Daoist Demon Flood Dragon was trembling, his robes already soaked through with cold sweat...
"You... you’re no match for him."
"Severing the heavens was your limit, wasn’t it?"
Kong opened his crystalline eyes. Recognizing Su Chen despite his changed appearance, he tried to pull him away.
He had underestimated the wolves that this Immortal Arrival would attract after all!
And he had overestimated himself!
"I used a Secret Skill to enter this Small Human World! I have no way of returning alive! Hand over the Demon Thought! This is the Demon Profound Sect’s bottom line!"
The old man roared.
He refused to believe it. This man before him still had a Spirit Mark on his hand, so there was absolutely no way he was a Dao Platform master. At most, he was at Qi Cultivation Perfection.
How could someone at Qi Cultivation Perfection possibly defeat him, an expert at the Peak of the Foundation Establishment Middle Realm!
’A fake!’
’It has to be a fake!’
’This terrifying sense of danger... it has to be an illusion!’
BOOM!
"Demon Flood Dragon, kill him!"
The old man roared, directing his Daoist Demon Flood Dragon to bear down with the weight of the heavens, intending to obliterate the young man and the Imperial City along with him.
"You’ve misunderstood,"
"I wasn’t negotiating with you."
"I was..."
"...giving you a chance to live!"
More and more Tree Whiskers uncontrollably sprouted from Su Chen’s body, trying to root themselves in the soil and drag him into the depths of the Earth Veins to slumber, so that he could step into the Fourth Realm of Longevity...
He didn’t have much time left.
In that case.
Then all invading enemies may as well die.
"HAHAHA!"
"In that case."
"Then we shall lend you a hand."
The two remaining Sword Immortals—the Great Yu Sword Immortal in his flowing white robes and the silver-haired Mr. Sword, who possessed the spirit of a youth—were rushing over.
They wanted to join forces with Su Chen.
The three most brilliant Sword Immortals of the Human World were about to face the most formidable enemy that had ever descended upon the Palm of the Human World.
「Soon.」
They all stopped in their tracks.
Unprecedented horror filled their eyes. At that moment, they finally understood the gap between the three great Sword Immortals.
Of the three great Sword Immortals, Su Chen was in a league entirely of his own.
He needed no help from anyone.