Chapter 591 - 591 All Kings, Listen to My Order!
591 All Kings, Listen to My Order!
“Do you really believe such tactics will kill me?!” The phoenix boy’s voice resonated with fury. Yet before he could react further, a pair of luminescent white eyes materialized behind him.
“Why not compensate for it?” With a fierce punch propelled by a gust of wind, Qin Huai obliterated the phoenix prodigy. Even the formidable earthen spikes that erupted beneath him stood no chance, disintegrating instantly.
Not far behind, the matriarch of the phoenix clan found herself under relentless assault as three avatars of Qin Huai bore down on her. Desperate, she targeted what she presumed was Qin Huai’s genuine form, finding a slender window of vulnerability.
Her optimism, however, was short-lived. With a deft maneuver, Qin Huai retaliated without so much as glancing in her direction, laying to rest the two phoenix combatants. As they perished, the spiritual energy enveloping the vicinity gravitated toward him.
“Ding! Spiritual energy assimilated, spirit bone fusion rate +1%!”
“Ding! Current spirit bone fusion rate: 41%.”
Plummeting to the ground, the impact fractured the earth, sending rocks skyward. Alongside him, the little emperor, who’d just joined the fray, was ensnared mid-air by Qin Huai.
“This flowing rainbow dragon scale’s resilience surpasses even my expectations,” Qin Huai remarked.
Flashing a mischievous grin, the little emperor said, “Precisely why I risked joining this battlefront.” With armor as resilient as the dragon scales, not even the formidable white tiger spear or phoenix flames could dent him. In the spirit bone level, his scaled armor rendered him virtually unbeatable.
Yet, in a blink, the scenario shifted. Using the little emperor as a projectile, Qin Huai launched him directly at the fairy. Bereft of their phoenix allies’ aerial defenses and assistance, the remaining five combatants were powerless to further delay the inevitable.
Eyes cold, Qin Huai taunted, “Will you come to his rescue, or will you cower?”
The fairy, torn between choices, repositioned into a meditative stance. “Hold off that kid!” she ordered.
Radiant light emerged, but it couldn’t hinder the nimble little emperor. The Qilin clan demon emerged, effectively immobilizing the youthful monarch.
Switching his attention, Qin Huai faced the black tortoise. Channeling his energy to its pinnacle, his punches became more potent, accompanied by both tiger and dragon roars.
The malevolence emanating from him was palpable, further amplified by the four-directional tiger-wolf technique. His formidable ten dragon shock technique obliterated the black tortoise’s protective shield, revealing a rugged, burly face beneath.
Despite the black tortoise’s last-ditch efforts to fortify itself with thicker barriers, Qin Huai’s relentless blows proved overwhelming. Three successive punches, and the tortoise demon was reduced to rubble.
In the midst of this chaos, Bai Shiquan attempted a sneak attack. His plans, however, were foiled when a staff parried his assault, splintering his spear yet again.
Without the phoenix twins and Young Master Qi’s constraints, Qin Huai’s might was unchecked, and one by one, the prospective king-tiers fell, their essences absorbed by him.
“You can’t save them anymore,” Qin Huai said, shifting his focus to the fairy and Young Master Qi.
Up above, from the remnants of the fallen phoenixes, new spiritual entities began to manifest. These beings, however, were short-lived. As they emerged, they found themselves ensnared by numerous gilded projectiles.
The phoenix twins, mere moments after their rebirth, were doomed once more.
“You deduced their rebirth locations?” The fairy’s complexion paled further, her dismay evident. The weight of her decisions pressed heavily upon her. She had sacrificed so much, only to watch her allies fall once again.
Qin Huai merely smirked. “If their resurrection were purely random, the chances of them reappearing right before us in the vast spirit world would be minuscule. Not to mention that Bai Shiquan almost killed his way back a moment after his death.” His voice grew contemplative, “Moreover, I’ve fought with an undying adversary before. With each confrontation, I’ve gleaned insights into their revival patterns.”
The little emperor, previously used as a projectile, was now immobilized on the ground by Young Master Qi’s ensnaring white light.
The fairy mused, an undertone of begrudging respect evident, “You’re actually still so calm in this dangerous battle. It’s clear why you’ve made it this far.”
Qin Huai raised a brow, amusement dancing in his eyes. “Dangerous? This? I hardly feel threatened. And deathmatch? This hardly qualifies.”
His nonchalance seemed to rub Young Master Qi the wrong way. With a swift punch, radiant beams emanated from beneath, an aura both divine and treacherous surrounding them.
Yet, Qin Huai’s power rose to meet the challenge, nullifying the attack. In mere moments, Young Master Qi was reduced to fragments, although a last-ditch effort allowed him to evade a deadly strike. Still, the subsequent assault ensured his defeat.
All that remained was the Fourth Generation Fairy, her vitality visibly sapped, likely due to the taxing death substitution technique. She cast Qin Huai an admiring gaze.
“Only a man of your caliber is worthy of me,” she declared with a hint of allure in her voice. “How about I help you?”
Yet, Qin Huai’s answer was brutal, his fists striking without hesitation. “They say that beautiful women can’t be trusted,” he remarked coolly.
Surveying the battlefield, his eyes sought out one elusive adversary. Third Young Master Qiong then made a grand re-entry, unveiling a potent myriad elixir from the depths of the earth.
“A parting gift, courtesy of the black tortoise clan and me,” he declared with manic glee. His resentment was palpable. “To think I’d be overshadowed by you!”
With a grand flourish, the massive myriad elixir was catapulted toward Qin Huai. The elaborate scheme, a collaboration of their clans, was evident. The collective might of their united front was formidable, placing unprecedented strain on their enemies.
Qin Huai’s gaze became more determined, understanding the gravity of this moment in the spirit world. Reaching out, he tried to intercept the myriad elixir.
Third Young Master Qiong sneered, “It’s useless! Accept your defeat!”
The moment he finished speaking, six beams of light surged into the sky behind him.
“All Qiong Qi Kings, heed my command! Phoenix Kings, to my call! Nine Supremes Kings, hear me! Black Tortoise Kings, follow my lead! White Tiger Kings, answer to me…”
From the mountains of the King Bone Holy Altar, overpowering and grand auras emerged.
“Hahaha… The king’s bone sacrifice is complete,” Third Young Master Qiong declared with a proud laugh. “My plan succeeded.”
“Ah, so has mine…” Qin Huai observed the emerging king bones, each unveiling unfamiliar faces. These were the monarchs of the six clans from the past ten thousand years.
A smirk formed on his lips. That was enough…