Chapter 391: Chapter 392: Special Physique: Ten Thousand Demon Battle Body
"Three Realms Slaughter!"
As the golden giant disintegrated, a crimson saber light burst forth, leaving the crowd shocked beyond belief.
Wudao had a trump card, but so did Ye Wushuang!
BOOM!
Endless crimson saber light radiated outward from Ye Wushuang’s body. The world before the crowd was sliced into countless fragments by the curtain of blades, as if to destroy heaven, sunder the earth, and slaughter all life.
Three slashes merged into one. A terrifying crimson saber light flashed, as if all Three Realms were to be slaughtered and even the firmament would be stained with blood!
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Cracks actually appeared on the indestructible Barbarian God Battle Platform. The devastating Saber Intent sliced through every inch of space on the platform, sending a chill through everyone’s soul.
"Gods, is this going to destroy us all? Fall back, fall back!"
On the Barbarian God Battle Platform, everyone’s face filled with terror. They scrambled to activate powerful defenses to protect themselves. The sheer Killing Power was too terrifying.
BOOM!
The giant elder’s expression changed as well. His hands moved in a blur, casting one seal after another into the void. Layers of light membranes stacked up, shielding the other contestants.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Then, before the crowd’s terrified eyes, the layers of light membranes were shattered by the Demon King’s Power and the crimson saber light.
"Annihilate!"
Ye Wushuang let out a cold cry. The endless saber light tore through the Net of Destruction and submerged the eight Eight-Armed Demon Kings. Streams of crimson saber light relentlessly hacked away at the Demon Kings.
Many of the Eight-Armed Demon Kings’ arms were severed one by one.
It was as if nothing in heaven or on earth could stand in its way. One slash to annihilate the Three Realms. Annihilate the Three Realms, and all living things would be slain. Not even the heavens could escape, and demons were no exception!
BOOM!
From within the body of the Eight-Armed Demon King, Wudao was flung out, coughing up blood. The crimson saber light swarmed in to annihilate him, clashing and mutually destructing with the Demonic Light.
"Good, good, good!"
"Ye Wushuang, you truly haven’t disappointed me. Your saber was finally able to force my hand. You are the first person to ever make me use my trump card!"
A demonic voice echoed throughout the Endless Wilderness, audible to every person. Even the myriad beasts raised their heads to the sky.
"Now, you’ve used up your trump card. So, it’s my turn. You should feel honored to have forced me to reveal mine—honored for the rest of your life!"
As Wudao lay suspended in the void, two shocking beams of black light shot from his dark eyes. His body abruptly stood upright, like a Demon God standing beneath the firmament. Demonic Light, wreathed in Demon Qi, shot out for thousands of feet!
In that instant, the entire crowd was stunned.
Their gazes froze, their expressions stiffened, and even their breathing seemed to stop!
Wudao said he... still had another trump card!
How was that possible!
What they had just seen was already terrifying enough to make them tremble. To think he still had another trump card... what kind of power would that be? At that thought, countless people’s Dao Hearts nearly crumbled. They simply couldn’t accept this level of monstrous talent.
Even the Yin Yang Realm experts couldn’t believe it. The power of these two youths was enough to make them feel ashamed!
"He... still has another trump card!"
Jian Bufan, Yunn Xiao, Beize Yunzhuo, Liuu Tianlan... countless geniuses standing at the pinnacle all felt their pupils shrink. Wudao’s strength was already monstrously, outrageously powerful.
At the Ancient Spirit Sect’s location, Nangong Liuyun, the Star Elder, and the others were also shocked and surprised. Wudao... even they could feel his immense power!
"From the moment I was born, it was destined that one day, I would ascend to this peak, become number one, and be the one and only."
Wudao continued, the Demonic Light on his body constantly expanding outward, colliding with the endless crimson saber light, continuously annihilating and devouring it!
"You might think that was my trump card, but you’re wrong. Everyone is wrong. That wasn’t it. Because my true trump card... is my body. A powerful constitution... the Ten Thousand Demon Battle Body!"
Wudao spoke calmly, but the four words "Ten Thousand Demon Battle Body" weighed down on the hearts of the crowd like a mountain.
A special constitution: The Ten Thousand Demon Battle Body!
Wudao was a constitutional genius, too! No wonder he was such a Demon Fiend; this was the real reason!
The crowd was speechless. A constitution was a talent that surpassed even a Qi Vortex. It represented a Demon Fiend, it represented glory.
And so, in the Grand Emperor Domain, possessing a constitution was a symbol of supreme status!
Any faction that possessed a Demon Fiend with a special constitution would gradually grow stronger and rise to prominence!
"So, no matter how formidable your saber is, in the face of a true constitution, it’s nothing but a backdrop!"
Wudao’s body began to expand. Within the Demonic Light, countless Demon Patterns swirled around him, making his physique appear incomparably powerful.
He took a step toward Ye Wushuang. A black Demon Hall shot out from between his eyebrows and hovered above his head, like a Demon God looking down on Ye Wushuang.
Along the way, all the crimson saber light was destroyed within the Demonic Light.
The crumbling world grew dark under the corruption of the Demon Qi, and the killing edge of the Saber Intent was gone, as if it had been completely swallowed.
In the midst of it all, Ye Wushuang’s figure seemed tiny, like a single duckweed adrift on water!
However, the sharpness radiating from him seemed to want to compete with the very heavens!
"Three years ago, I was only at the Second Layer of Body Tempering. I was a lowly ant, weaker than even an ordinary person. I, too, once thought I was destined to live my life as a mere backdrop!"
"But later, I came to understand a principle: you have to fight for your own fate. Even an ant can one day defy the heavens. And from that day forward, I refused to believe I would be a mere backdrop!"
Ye Wushuang raised his head, calmly speaking word by word.
Every sentence made the members of the Ancient Spirit Sect, and everyone else present, shudder.
Three years ago, Ye Wushuang was trash, with the life of an ant. Back then, Wudao was already hailed as a genius.
But in just three short years—only three years—Ye Wushuang had crossed countless chasms to stand in the same place as Wudao, a man destined to shine from birth, and face him on this stage.
Wudao was a Demon Fiend, but Ye Wushuang was even more terrifying!
Everyone etched the phrase "three years" into their minds. Even if Ye Wushuang were to lose today, his performance was enough to have them carve his name, "Ye Wushuang," there as well.
"A backdrop is forever a backdrop. That can’t be changed. Today, you are destined to become my backdrop, because today, you have already lost!"
Wudao’s Dao Heart was indestructible, utterly unmoved.
As he spoke, the black Demon Hall shot up from above his head and stood tall against the firmament, like an ancient, indestructible Demon God Hall.
A power that could make heaven and earth tremble rippled out from the Demon God Hall.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
The sky full of crimson saber light—the Three Realms Slaughter that could annihilate the world—was gradually suppressed and extinguished.
From far to near, the crimson saber light gradually vanished. The Earth-Shattering Power of the Demon Hall crept steadily toward Ye Wushuang.
If he didn’t concede, Ye Wushuang was doomed to die!
His most powerful attack, the Three Realms Slaughter, had been suppressed. Ye Wushuang was now helpless.
Only a single ring of crimson saber light still protected Ye Wushuang. The Saber Intent within it was just as resolute: if it were to be extinguished, it would be extinguished together with him!
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