I Have A Qi Fortune Altar-Chapter 1527 - 734: The Fall of All Saints! Nangong Lie’s Death! (Part 2)
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"Ah!!!"
"Boom!!!"
Amidst the rumbling sounds were mixed roars. It was Prince Zhen Nan, Nangong Lie, wailing miserably. Perhaps, even he never imagined that after commanding awe for hundreds of years, he would meet his end in such a manner.
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In front of hundreds of thousands of Zhen Nan army soldiers and his own subordinates, Chen Yuan brutally killed Nangong Lie. In other battlefields, overall, it was much the same.
He already held the absolute advantage, combined with assured victory, causing morale on Nangong Lie's side to be incredibly low.
Those several Demon Saints were all thinking about how to escape.
But in the end, it's just a thought.
The middle-aged beautiful woman from the Mystic Heavenly Divine Spider clan had already fully reverted to her true form. Sky replaced by white spider silk, while her true body shrank and hid in the void.
Intending to escape while she could.
Zhu Huai was trapped by spider silk. Even Divine Fire couldn't burn through it, and the massive turtle was slightly hindered in speed. Just when it seemed the other side was about to leave.
A ray of light directly struck the void, and the true form of a spider quickly fell out. It was Zhao Danqing using the Biyou Palace's Immortal Mirror, the Sky-reaching Mirror.
Back in Shushan, Zhao Danqing relied on the Sky-reaching Mirror, catching Bai Niansheng unprepared, causing him to fall into the void, becoming the first Demon Saint slain since the start of the war.
The middle-aged beautiful woman's strength far surpassed Bai Niansheng, but even she suffered severe injuries when struck by the Sky-reaching Mirror, as if her whole body was burning with an illusory white fire.
Zhao Danqing remained expressionless, and the Divine Mirror's light shone again.
After slaying the man in black armor, Zhao Danqing intended to help Chen Yuan kill Nangong Lie, but was rejected. Seeing Chen Yuan holding the absolute advantage, he then gave up.
He directed his attention to other battlefields, preventing the Demon Saints from escaping. Now, upon noticing the spider intending to flee, he acted without hesitation.
"Exterminate the demon!"
Zhao Danqing frowned slightly, his eyes narrowed, and he headed towards the spider with the Sky-reaching Mirror. The massive turtle, unwilling to be left behind, roared and charged alongside.
Zhu Huai exhaled deeply, gritted his teeth, and without the slightest hesitation, rushed in at a three-pronged speed.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Under the combined attacks of Zhu Huai and the massive turtle, the middle-aged beautiful woman struggled to defend herself. With the addition of a Biyou Palace Sect Leader, she had no chance at all.
In just a few breaths, she was suppressed in the void.
The next moment, the body of the divine spider demon disintegrated into the world. When the Demon Soul tried to flee, it was directly captured by the Sky-reaching Divine Mirror.
The Golden Roc spread its wings, preparing to fly.
His speed was unrivaled among the Demon Saints. Had he chosen to go all out, few present could match his divine skills.
Indeed, he broke free several times from Chu Changfeng and Qing Xu Daoist's assaults but ultimately failed to escape.
Because the surrounding void was sealed.
And it was sealed by their own hands, initially to prevent Chen Yuan from escaping in case of a bad scenario. But now, it entraps them as they try to escape.
Each time they attempted to lift the prohibition, Chu Changfeng and the other would strike them back due to that momentary lapse.
"Nangong Lie, in my next life, I will definitely screw your mother!"
The Sky Roc Demon Saint roared in rage, filled with unwillingness.
He could have left; there truly was a chance!
Even if he had to pay some price, it was better than leaving his life here. But that damn void prohibition blocked his escape routes, and it filled him with unwillingness!
Each takeoff resulted in even more violent assaults.
Chu Changfeng seemed to find an outlet, venting all the frustration from the battle at Purple Gold Mountain onto the Sky Roc Demon Saint.
At this moment, he was highly confident!
Qing Xu Daoist remained expressionless, consistently indifferent, as Sword Qi continually weakened the Sky Roc Demon Saint's physique and Qi and Blood Power, gradually reducing his aura.
Finally, when consecutive attacks landed on the same spot over and over, severely wounding the Sky Roc Demon Saint, Chu Changfeng's Dharma Image struck accurately on the Sky Roc Demon Saint's head.
This attack, carrying massive force, shattered the Sky Roc Demon Saint's head, the Demon Soul slipped out, engulfed by Sword Qi, and perished on the spot. The demon body fell to the ground like a small hill, creating a huge pit, with dust rising dozens of feet high.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
The Back-bone Demon Saint had lost all rationality. Realizing that death was inevitable, he chose to go berserk at the final moments of his life and shine one last time.
This time, they truly had no follow-up plan.
The Southern Border was already in turmoil, with the Red Nether Blood Tiger clan attempting to swallow the other major demon clans. Although the conflicts weren't obvious, they were intense behind the scenes.
No Demon God would leave their station to come to the Central Plains.
They initially believed they had set a trap with no chance of mishap, but that very trap now ensnared them completely.
Nangong Lie knew Chen Yuan had the Immortals' assistance, but he never expected them to come to the South State. After all, Immortals weren't Chen Yuan's subordinates.
So now, there was only one path left for them—death.
The Back-bone Demon Saint was unwilling. He hadn't revitalized the ape clan or charged Spirit Mountain to rescue the Great Saint, and now he was to fall at the hands of the humans of the Central Plains.
Time and again, iron fists pounded the void, explosions roared, and terrifying aftershocks swept across the heavens and earth, his last glorious show of force.
Ling Xu Daoist neither retreated nor evaded, his strength surpassing the Back-bone Demon Saint significantly. With the Immortal Sword at his side, he held an absolute advantage, fearless even in direct confrontation.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
A sword,
Another sword,
Yet another sword,
Countless swings of the Immortal Sword transformed Sword Qi into a long river in the void. When it landed on the massive demon body of the Back-bone Demon Saint, it erupted in plumes of blood mist.
To deal with a physically formidable demon, one must weaken its Qi and Blood Power bit by bit. When it reaches its weakest point, it is time for a decisive strike.
"Boom!"
Finally, after countless punches that cracked the ground for miles around, the Back-bone Demon Saint was utterly exhausted, collapsing to one knee on the ground.
Ling Xu Daoist's eyes turned cold, the Slaughter Immortal Sword in his hand gleamed with endless sharpness. As the surging Sword Qi reached its peak, he slowly uttered:
"Those who offend the Human Race, Shushan shall condemn!"
In the next instant, countless swords were unleashed, covering the heavens and earth.
The Back-bone Demon Saint lay on the ground, the light in his eyes gradually dimming.....
"Moo!"
The Bull Demon Saint roared continually. With one Demon Saint after another falling, he too reached the most perilous moment, exerting all his strength to break through Jiang He's Sword Qi Great Wall.
But alas, it only resulted in more terrifying scars.
The Bull Demon Saint regretted deeply, regretting not bringing the Heavenly Blue Demon Bull clan's Immortal Weapon. Otherwise, he could have broken the void to escape rather than being a trapped beast fighting to the death.
Jiang He gaze swept across, seeing others had resolved their opponents. His stare then focused intently.
Execution of Immortals!
The Seventh Sword, building up to its pinnacle, radiated astounding brilliance. Above the Nine Heavens, a sword descended, engulfing the bull demon.
Just one sword, and it tore apart all his vitality, crashing to the ground with a resounding thud.
At this moment, all the Demon Saint Monarchs Nangong Lie had brought fell.
And he, too, faced his end.
Arms torn, body ravaged, Yang God locked within the body, unable to move, yearning for a final roar, yet Chen Yuan afforded no opportunity.
With a flick of his Divine Thought, the Emperor Slaughter Saber hanging mid-air let out a soft hum, its razor-sharp edge gleaming.
Turning into a stream of light, it struck Nangong Lie, pinning him in the void.
In this moment, the turmoil of the world came to a standstill!
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