Heroes' Prison-Chapter 1590 - 1516: Fantasy Goddess
The Second World, the Moon Clan’s Shuang Sha have separated from their Twin Star State and are once again setting the leylines separately.
In the battle, Huang Yi transformed into the Ancestral Dragon, creating only a small ripple, unable to change the course of the situation.
"Shuang Sha, your three Virtual Gods from the Moon Clan have already fallen into my hands. If you want to save them, stop right now!" Huang Yi’s true body suddenly said, his tone full of threat.
"What kind of joke are you making?" Female Slayer’s face showed a hint of doubt. On the other side, Male Slayer also looked over.
Huang Yi directly took out the Book of Heroes and summoned the dragon head entrance of Heroes’ Prison!
In an instant, the massive dragon head of the Dark Demon Dragon Molei appeared in outer space of the Second World, its enormous and deep dragon mouth opening as if it wanted to devour everyone.
"You should be able to feel their auras, right?" Huang Yi said, immediately patting Molei’s dragon mouth.
The next moment, Molei opened its mouth and spewed out three masses of golden, shining blood, which unmistakably belonged to those three Moon Clan Virtual Gods.
Shuang Sha’s expression slightly changed upon seeing those three masses of blood!
Their original intent was to protect those three Virtual Gods, which is why they sent them back, not expecting them to fall into Huang Yi’s hands without anyone noticing.
Female Slayer’s face turned cold, her voice icy, "God of Slaughter, what you’ve done will only anger us. You haven’t experienced the wrath of our Moon Clan’s Shuang Sha!"
With that, her body began to turn red, like a blood moon hanging high in the sky, pouring out blood-red moonlight, sinister and bloodthirsty.
"You’ve already targeted the Second World, do you think I’ll care about your wrath?" Huang Yi was unafraid, his face stern, "I’ll say it again, you still have time to stop now! Don’t fear the Demon Clan’s retaliation, we will soon counterattack against them, and by then, they’ll be too busy to have any capacity to eliminate your Moon Clan. If you continue to be obstinate, then those three Moon Clan Virtual Gods will be the outcome for your entire Moon Clan!"
"Enough nonsense! Shuang Sha, continue setting the leylines. It doesn’t matter if those three Virtual Gods die; once I refine the Second World, I’ll provide you with greater benefits!" The King of Hell suddenly interjected.
Shuang Sha hesitated for a moment, exchanged a distant glance with each other, and finally continued setting the leylines in silence.
Huang Yi sighed inwardly, he had exhausted all his means and still couldn’t prevent this catastrophe.
He could only wait for a miracle from Dao Feng’s side.
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At this moment, Dao Feng and Sharp Sword were fighting in the last circle of coffins.
After stepping into the last circle of coffins, they had gone through multiple crises, using all their strength, with Sharp Sword even exploding the three weapon spirits he had painstakingly obtained from the Sword Tomb to barely keep both of them alive.
Not far ahead was the main coffin, victory was not far away!
"Boom!" At this moment, the large coffin facing them emitted a loud noise, and the coffin lid was lifted slightly, as if the divine soul inside was trying to rush out and personally confront Dao Feng and Sharp Sword.
This coffin was the one Sharp Sword had previously pointed out to Dao Feng as the "Mad Blade," surrounded by fierce sword qi, with cold light flickering, and stepping into it would shred one to pieces.
Mad Blade was once a Main God of the Demon Realm, extremely fond of battle, fighting ferociously, even more formidable than Brahma Sky whom they encountered earlier. Despite resting in God’s Tomb for countless years, its intense war intent had not dissipated.
"Swish, swish, swish!" At this moment, five strands of sword qi suddenly detached from the Mad Blade coffin, all shooting towards Dao Feng and Sharp Sword.
They roared past, seemingly unstoppable, as if they would shoot straight to the end of the universe!
Sharp Sword raised the Sword Emperor’s Blade, its blade glowing red, ready to use a technique to block the sword qi.
"Wait!" Dao Feng suddenly remembered something, hurriedly swung his War Blade to parry Sharp Sword’s weapon, causing Sharp Sword’s attack to stray.
Dao Feng quickly said, "Those five sword qi seem like a mimicry sword technique from our swordsmen. I once saw this technique in an ancient blade technique book. To break it, you must mimic those sword qi with a similar blade; using any other weapon will only amplify its power!"
As he spoke, Dao Feng swung the Blade of the Sword Emperor, mimicking the angles of those sword qi, and sliced five times in the air.
Five strands of sword qi flew from the Blade of the Sword Emperor, perfectly colliding with the approaching sword qi without the slightest deviation, demonstrating exquisite control.
The five incoming strands of sword qi, originally bearing a destructive momentum, became docile after being struck by Dao Feng’s sword qi and finally dissipated with a "pop" sound.
Sharp Sword exhaled slightly, nodded, and said, "This move is too insidious! I previously doubted your ability to become the reincarnator of Mad Blade but now I see that your compatibility is deeper than I imagined."
Just as the words fell, another coffin came crashing toward them, not fast but with a steady presence as if it had already secured Dao Feng and Sharp Sword.
This crystal coffin, exceptionally beautiful, glistened and was spotless in the main coffin’s radiant glow.
Through the transparent crystal, they could see a stunningly beautiful woman lying inside, whose beauty remained unspoiled through the ages, seeming not dead but rather asleep.
She was enveloped in a layer of multicolored mist, dreamlike and ethereal, sometimes disappearing, sometimes revealing itself.
"That woman feels like someone from the Dream Tribe!" Dao Feng said grimly, striking a sword qi at the crystal coffin with all his might!
The sword qi swiftly cut through space, striking the crystal coffin sharply, but not causing even the slightest ripple.
Sharp Sword flicked his arm, hurling the Sword Emperor’s Blade with force!
The Sword Emperor’s Blade whooshed through space, stabbing at the crystal coffin.
"Ding~" The Sword Emperor’s Blade seemed to strike metal, losing power and dropping softly back into Sharp Sword’s hand.
Their expressions grew graver as they tried various attack methods, but the fierce assaults on the crystal coffin yielded no effect whatsoever.
The crystal coffin continued its unhurried approach, impervious to any attempts to stop it!
Dao Feng and Sharp Sword finally abandoned their attack, dodging and tumbling away, but the crystal coffin had locked onto them, perpetually tracking their every move.
Finally, the crystal coffin crossed the vast distance and collided solidly with Dao Feng and Sharp Sword.
In the final moment of impact, Dao Feng and Sharp Sword felt an irresistible force enveloping them. In the last instant before losing sight, they saw the four characters carved into the coffin—
Fantasy Goddess.
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