Absolute Resonance - Chapter 1743

Chapter 1740 The Kings Stop the Demons

This was a deserted city, desolate and silent. Its inhabitants had all migrated years ago, and the wind and sand had gradually obliterated its former prosperity.

Atop the mottled city walls, a refined, elegant middle-aged man in a yellow robe emerged from thin air and sat cross-legged on the rampart.

It was Wang Xuanjin.

He held a bronze ruler inscribed with countless primordial talismans. His movements unleashed a surge of destructive wind and thunder. At his waist dangled a golden gourd, flickering and emitting a dangerous aura.

Wang Xuanjin landed there, his gaze sweeping across the silent, empty city, and he sighed with a sense of loss. In the past ten years of Tianyun, the prosperity of the Ten Divine Continents had vanished. If this decisive battle failed, who knew how many lives would be slaughtered.

“What a disgusting alien!”

Wang Xuanjin stroked his palm over the bronze ruler, his eyes gradually becoming fierce. He raised his head and gazed at the avenue outside the city. At the end of the avenue, an overwhelming gray-black aura emerged. Its hue was so chilling that even the weeds along the roadside gradually turned to ashes.

This was the aura of death.

Endless skeletons, like a pale torrent, flowed from the gray-black aura, transforming the avenue into a path of corpses.

Dingling!

A crisp bell rang from the gray-black mist, followed by a tall, thin figure wearing a black and white tall hat, treading the path of corpses and staggering towards the deserted city.

Finally, it stopped at the foot of the city wall and raised its head, revealing a pale, ordinary face. Its mouth twisted into a chilling smile.

“Wang Xuanjin.”

Its voice was like the final words of the dead, enunciated and extremely weak.

But if it had been an ordinary Marquisate expert, even a ninth-rank marquis, its words would have infected him with death and reduced him to a corpse.

Above Wang Xuanjin’s head, three layers of a thick and vast crown slowly emerged. Pure and profound primordial power surged forth, and thunder and lightning resounded between heaven and earth.   Amidst

the thunder and wind, Wang Xuanjin’s calm voice echoed.

“Dead Demon King, this path is blocked!”   Amidst the vast mountains,   Zhen Linshuang stood atop, a heavy halberd in hand. Her tall, well-proportioned figure, draped in dragon-scale armor, stretched out to reveal her voluptuous curves. Her pair of purple-gold dragon eyes radiated an endlessly terrifying dragon power, her gaze fixed on the depths of the mountains.   There, the peaks trembled and crumbled.   It was as if an extremely terrifying force was rampaging, crushing everything in its path.   The next moment, Zhen Linshuang’s beautiful eyes suddenly focused.   Boom!   The mountains ahead instantly collapsed, filling the sky with smoke and dust. A fist-like light erupted with a terrifying roar, crushing the mountains and the sky.   A single punch could destroy the heavens!   Faced with such a terrifying attack, Zhen Linshuang snorted coldly, extending her slender white fingers, their tips gleaming purple-gold, and suddenly, fiercely, she tore at the void ahead.   The void shattered, revealing a ten-thousand-foot-long purple-gold dragon claw, which then violently collided with the crazily deep cyan fist light.   Boom!   A visible destructive shockwave raged across an area covering tens of thousands of miles, crushing towering peaks one after another.   A massive crater, like a black hole, appeared where the dragon claw and fist light collided.   Zhen Linshuang stared fiercely into the distance. That fist flash had contained a frenzied, primordial force, a force so violent and aggressive it left no room for retreat.   Such insane power… Had it been any ordinary King Realm expert, upon receiving that punch, the aura of madness would have infected their minds, transforming them into lunatics who couldn’t distinguish friend from foe.   ”Mad Demon King,”   Zhen Linshuang’s red lips parted, her icy voice echoing through the mountains.   It was said that this Mad Demon King possessed the greatest physical strength among the Ten Demon Kings.   Boom!   The Hundred Miles Mountain Range shook violently, and then the earth began to rise. Beneath the mountains, a gigantic figure appeared, lifting the very earth.   The figure was a dark green, its features distorted and hideous. From its back, eighteen bizarre arms emerged from its flesh, each entwined with a massive black python. A   terrifying, manic aura poured forth like a torrent.   ”Zhen Linshuang, I will crush you inch by inch!” The mad demon king raised a hundred-mile stretch of mountains and earth with his eighteen arms, roaring frantically. Then, he actually brought the mountains and earth down upon Zhen Linshuang,   like a meteorite falling from the sky!   ”You? Watch me tear these eighteen arms of yours apart, one by one!”   Zhen Linshuang’s pretty face shone with fear. Her figure soared into the sky, a purple-gold light engulfing the heavens and earth. The next moment, a deafening dragon’s roar echoed, and a massive dragon body, tens of thousands of feet long, emerged from the purple-gold light, clashing fiercely with the mountains and earth.   Boom!   The terrifying impact seemed to shatter the sky. Countless broken boulders turned into streams of fire and fell from the sky, turning this area into a land of destruction.

Two massive figures, each brimming with boundless primordial power, clashed with immense force.   Across the bleak plain flowed a fetid river, strewn with corpses.   Lu Taiyi, Qingfeng Sword slung over his shoulder, strolled through the plain of corpses. His old face, once so benign, now shone with murderous intent.   Suddenly, a strange chewing sound reached him.

Lu   Taiyi raised his head and gazed into the distance. Amidst a river strewn with corpses, sat a skeletal figure, continuously devouring the corpses scattered across the ground, chewing them relentlessly.   Pitch-black corpse fluid splattered between its teeth.   ”Hungry Demon King, we meet again,” Lu Taiyi said calmly.   At Lu Taiyi’s words, the skeletal figure slowly rose, its green gaze fixed on him.   ”Your old bones look quite chewy,” it uttered in a cold and eerie voice.   ”My old bones are very hard, I’m just afraid you can’t chew them.”   Lü Taiyi smiled, then drew the Qingfeng Sword behind him. In an instant, a silver frost sword light flashed like an upside-down river in the sky, sweeping up a torrent of cold air, slashing directly at the Hungry Demon King.   …   Cry!   Layers of space shattered, and a massive golden-winged Roc spread its wings and swept through like a divine spatial blade, slashing into the void.   From that void, an endless source of resentment emanated. Deep within this source, a strange black bird with nine baby heads emerged. Its piercing cries rang out, transforming into tangible black sound waves, completely dissolving the golden-winged Roc’s divine spatial blade.   ”Golden Feather! The taste of you golden-winged Rocs is the most delicious in the world!” it cried.   ”Resentful Demon King!”   A fierce gleam flashed in the golden-winged Roc’s eyes, and its massive claws came down with overwhelming pressure   …   The crystal-clear lake resembled a silver mirror, embedded in the earth.   Jiang Qing’e stood on a bluestone by the lake, gazing down at the surface. The surface rippled, and the next moment, countless illusions emerged. Each of these illusions held a familiar figure: Li Luo.   The Li Luo in the mirror was remarkably wild and unrestrained, roaming among numerous beauties, engaging in unbridled pleasure.   And those beauties were all faces Jiang Qing’e knew intimately: Lü Qing’er, Li Hongyou, Li Lingjing, Qin Yi, the eldest princess, Bai Mengmeng…   These images reached deep into her heart, as if they were real.   Yet, Jiang Qing’e, observing these foul visions, showed no anger. Instead, she spoke calmly, “Illusionary Demon King, is this all you have?”   The lake rippled, and countless illusions dissipated. Finally, a figure emerged from the water, standing on the surface, smiling brilliantly at Jiang Qing’e: “Sister Qing’e.”   It was Li Luo.   Then, a strange smile crossed Li Luo’s handsome face. It chuckled, “Do you think it would be amusing if I used this image, the image that deeply lingered within you, to slay you?”   It clenched its palm, and countless streams of light coalesced within, transforming into an ancient straight blade, akin to a stream of lightning.   It was the Dragon Elephant Thunder Blade.   It harnessed the essence of illusion to its fullest potential, bewitching the mind and making it difficult to distinguish truth from falsehood.   Jiang Qing’e’s usually calm and composed face now radiated an unprecedented, awe-inspiring murderous intent. Between her smooth brows, sacred patterns of light emerged, interweaving and forming a luminous tree.   Beyond the ninth rank, a divine tree!   Within that divine tree, four luminous crystal cores hovered like seeds, radiating a dazzling light.   At this moment, the four crystal cores of light actually began to spontaneously combust, and blazing holy flames of light emerged, which then ignited the entire divine tree.   Indescribable sacred light emerged between Jiang Qing’e’s eyebrows.   And at this moment, the source of light that erupted from Jiang Qing’e’s body climbed up at a terrifying speed.   It was approaching the extreme peak!   Faced with the terrifying fluctuations that suddenly erupted from Jiang Qing’e, even “Li Luo”, who was transformed by the Phantom Demon King, froze slightly. It felt as if it had done something wrong…   And Jiang Qing’e’s beautiful eyes, burning with golden holy flames, were filled with endless cold murderous intent, and they were fixed on the “Phantom Demon King”. A bone-chilling voice sounded faintly.   ”I’m usually not angry, but you found a way to make me the most angry.”   ”So, now, I just want you to die.”   (End of this chapter)