Chapter 1682 The Funeral Song, All Life Extinguished
Chapter 1682: The Funeral Song, All Life Extinguished Chapter 1682: The Funeral Song, All Life Extinguished Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation That’s right, would that old fool dare to provoke this kind of karma? The origins of this group of young people would spread throughout the entire universe before long.
The reincarnation of the former Lord Lindquist had already made a solemn promise. He must destroy the fox tribe. The fox tribe’s calamity begins today.
The kithara’s sound continued, creating a soul-gathering melody. Lord Kithara had invented a forbidden technique never seen before, and among them, the soul-gathering song was envied by all races. When the soul-gathering song played, 80,000 corpses slowly floated in the air on the battlefield.
“I’ll help too!” Paxton Foreman smiled faintly from the shadows.
Swoosh! He casually tossed a jade bottle. A green drizzle fell from the sky, landing precisely on everyone. It was infused with an extremely rich life aura. By using the dew of life from the universe to revive everyone’s vitality, and with Lord Kithara’s soul-gathering song, he gathered everyone’s remnant souls to bring them back to life.
These were truly miraculous methods!
The soul-gathering song covered a vast area. On this battlefield, countless vengeful souls swarmed over. Within a million miles, there were countless vengeful spirits—the souls of those who had died in battle recently, as well as remnants from battles ten thousand years ago. It seemed they all wanted to snatch bodies to be revived.
But who was Lord Kithara? The eight lineage masters all revered him as one of the pinnacle figures of the universe.
“Soul cleansing!” he said coldly. A special power infused into the kithara’s sound, making the demon race’s beast souls vanish instantly.
Such a shocking method caused the demon army to panic. The dead Northern Army soldiers slowly woke up and opened their eyes. They were initially confused but then recalled their past with horror.
“Thank you, Lord Kithara!” They bowed and cupped their hands from a distance.
“I couldn’t stand to see my old friend suffer.
This is a one-time thing—it won’t happen again!” With Lord Kithara’s soul-gathering song, 80,000 lives were revived. After that, there was silence.
The weight on Cole Colbie’s heart was lifted, but the immense fatigue overtook him, and he fell into a deep sleep. Even with his eternal body, he couldn’t withstand the profound exhaustion.
On the battlefield, the human leaders began intervening one after another, while the demons were left in shock. The backgrounds of these young people were too terrifying.
At that moment, another kithara melody began to play.
The line of defense that was breached came from the demon camp. Countless people were bewildered. They were at the core of the six armies.
“The funeral song!” Boraka Kadeye was shocked.
“It’s him!” Swoosh! Everyone turned their gaze to the distance. A white-robed youth was sitting cross-legged, playing a kithara.
Behind him stood three spirit body creatures—Abaddon Haby and the others!
The three spirit bodies were prepared to sacrifice themselves. They used their lives to protect Braydon Neal, preventing the demon race’s spirit creatures from interrupting the funeral song, and used this chance to bury the demon race army.
Boraka roared in fury. “Kill them!” The eyes of the five spirit bodies turned red as they charged forward. The middle-level demon army camp had over a hundred nirvanas, more than a thousand path-returning realms, and over ten thousand eternals!
These were six medium-sized military camps!
Even the life and death realm beasts rushed in frenziedly. Not to mention the eternals and path-returning beings. If any of them dared to flee, the demon army would punish their entire family.
As a result, these demons would rather die in battle than attempt to escape.
Who would dare to run?
Abaddon threw his head back and laughed loudly, a look of arrogance on his face.
“Haha!
You bunch of beasts!
Are you afraid now?” “Abaddon, this is the funeral song!” A spirit body demon roared, “Under the funeral song, both body and soul are destroyed.
Do you know that?” “I know, I know everything.
But today, I want you to die.
You’ve killed countless of my comrades.
As long as I can take all of you with me, I’d rather have my soul scattered and not be reincarnated!” Abaddon’s eyes turned red instantly. The pain in his heart was immense. Today, Abaddon was begging for death!
Braydon closed his eyes, his heart calm. The sound of the funeral song spread from ten miles away, then suddenly extended to a hundred miles, a thousand miles, ten thousand miles!
The funeral song continued, like the Grim Reaper’s scythe, reaping life after life.
The demon race experts roared and charged forward. Abaddon had used a forbidden technique to burn his life force, increasing his battle prowess tenfold, or even a hundredfold. He wasn’t planning to survive today! His only goal was to buy time and protect Braydon.
“Retreat!” Yuri Qualls shouted from a distance on the battlefield.
“Everyone, retreat ten thousand miles!” Although the funeral song didn’t reach this spot and it was tens of thousands of miles away, Yuri still ordered a retreat. The Northern Army had to withdraw because the funeral song didn’t differentiate between friend and foe.
As expected, Braydon also used a forbidden technique.
The Son of Heaven’s Nine Strikes!
His body split into nine, each one sitting cross-legged and playing the funeral song. Then, the nine figures rejoined into one. Braydon’s black hair turned white almost instantly. The power of the funeral song increased ninefold.
It swept across 90,000 miles, killing more than 500 million demons on the spot. The horrifying massacre covered Braydon in a shroud of killing sins. Countless remnant souls of demon beasts seemed to want to surround his body, but under the funeral song, their bodies and souls were destroyed.
The remnant soul couldn’t survive either! Life and death realm beings lasted only three seconds. And for demon beasts, it was the same—only three seconds. Eternal creatures could last for a minute before dying. Path-returning experts, with their formidable lifeforce, could endure much longer. However, three banished immortals had appeared on this battlefield. Three unfamiliar banished immortals!
They were three banished immortals from the ten thousand paths, each sitting cross-legged and emitting the sound of the funeral songs from three directions. They all faced the nine strikes!
Under their combined attacks, the range of the funeral song stretched across 90,000 miles. Braydon and the other three enveloped the entire battlefield with the funeral song.
“The Origin Separation Technique?” Boraka was both shocked and furious. There were only three, and Braydon used three banished immortals without revealing the Hundred Tribulations Heavenly Art. Anyone seeing the three banished immortals would think of the Origin Separation Technique first, not the Hundred Tribulations Heavenly Art.
The funeral song reached its maximum intensity. The eternal creatures were killed on the spot!
The original body and the three banished immortals performed the funeral song together, creating a total of four layers of the funeral song. Even path-returning realm beings were terrified!
A nirvana realm being shouted, “The four-layered funeral song is too terrifying.
Even in the path-returning realm, one won’t last a moment!” On the demon side, everyone was in a frenzy! There was no escape. The funeral song echoed from all directions.
It was clear that he wanted to eliminate them all and let the demons have their way. Braydon’s killing intent had already surged. They had to kill these demon creatures at all costs.
Under the funeral song, the demon army fell one by one, with no chance of escape. Boraka’s eyes were bloodshot as she shot up into the sky, unleashing a terrifying pressure. As someone at the 14th level of nirvana with the ability to kill a spirit body realm being, his presence was indeed formidable. He withstood the pressure of the funeral song and charged toward a banished immortal in the east.
The closer he got, the more intense the funeral song’s terrifying power became. A strand of white hair began to grow among Boraka’s long black hair.
From ten miles away, a single strand of white hair appeared. With each step he took, the number of white hairs increased—two, then four, eight, sixteen, thirty-two…