The whale continued to back away as Dem Zarn wore a sinister smile. "Pathetic half-human, how’s the power of my spear?" he taunted, without attacking or taking advantage. Instead, he just stared coldly and kept pressing forward.
Contrary to his expectations, the whale only smiled sarcastically. "I don’t know where this confidence is coming from, but your unchanging pose bores me. So get ready. I’m not going to let you keep posturing."
Suddenly, one of the whale’s eyes turned completely black, while the other pulsed in celestial blue. Dem Zarn’s eyes widened as he felt a deadly danger.
Instinctively, he dodged to the side without even looking. A spear covered in a purple aura shot out from the void. He evaded it, still with wide eyes. Was that an Ancestral weapon? How was it acting on its own? How could its power be so great without someone wielding it?
He thought, alarmed, as the world fell into deadly silence. He turned to the whale.
"Abyss of the Soul."
BOOM!
"Inner Sanctuary"
BOOM!
"Karmic Domain"
A final explosion sounded. The entire space changed, life and death became one, Yin and Yang fused completely, and a golden wheel appeared behind the whale, spinning.
It was as if another world had been opened. When this domain was activated and the golden wheel began to spin, the basic laws of the world seemed to be enslaved. The celestial laws bowed, causing the explosions, and everything was forcefully taken and poured into the whale’s body.
All the observers were terrified. "This… this was definitely going against the celestial laws, stealing them! Was this half-human insane? He unleashed a killer celestial punishment at the first opportunity," one of the counselors roared.
Ruri and the others almost laughed. Celestial punishment? They’d piss their pants if they saw the real celestial annihilation their master faced every time he broke through a realm.
"IMPOSSIBLE!!!" Suddenly, Dem Zarn roared in fear, looking at the spear in his hand; it seemed lifeless and powerless.
’Seems like this non-offensive technique has its uses,’ Bruno analyzed calmly, excited.
This technique was developed earlier, with the fusion of Vorion and Fides’s power, merging Yin and Yang with the tattoos. This domain had no offensive power, but anyone who touched it was completely enveloped, and their consciousness lost its external control, returning to the purest state of their souls. (Chapter 583)
In other words, the spirit of the weapon lost its connection to its owner and entered an induced coma state. Alm and Bruno knew this was only possible because Dem Zarn was too weak to wield such a powerful weapon. But in the future, even if not as effective, they could influence the enemy’s weapon spirit and greatly weaken it.
The world trembled as the celestial laws struggled against the golden wheel, but couldn’t stop it from immediately siphoning its energy.
The basic laws stolen by the domain were a bonus that could be converted into Qi for use. However, the amount they could steal was limited by the low cultivation. It only took a few seconds of struggle before the celestial laws interrupted this blatant theft.
"Come on, I’m in a good mood. If I rip off your head, will that bastard God come? We’ll find out..."
The whale spoke slowly, as if his words were celestial decrees. He waved, and a spear with a purple aura appeared in his hand. The domain was active, with both of his weapons being used for it, but he could still use Liumi.
With a smooth motion, the space was fiercely pierced. Dem Zarn reacted in fear by instinct, but the whale made a precise circular movement, and the white spear, now powerless, was thrown away.
After sending it away, the purple spear struck again quickly, releasing a flow of light that seemed to tear the world apart.
"Not good!" Dem Zarn’s expression suddenly changed. All the white scales on his body lit up with full force, then Yin runes appeared in his eyes, and a terrifying power erupted from his body.
BOOM!
An apocalyptic explosion shook the space. The world above the Gloom planet turned dark, and the sunlight refused to pass through. People felt like the fabric of space had been destroyed.
Mistie and the counselors saw that demon being thrown through the air. They felt the Yang power of the Chaos Dragon and the Yin from the demon bloodline being combined for a moment, but it wasn’t enough to block the whale’s attack.
"How... how is it possible for Yin and Yang to unite? And yet... he couldn’t withstand it." A counselor murmured, shocked.
"Dem Zarn is an Ancestral Devil; he has an Innate Variant Root. Probably this root gives him an affinity for Yang without conflicting with the Yin of his demon power. It’s not a perfect union, but he manages to combine them... and it’s indeed frightening."
The older members of the whale’s group almost let out a smile. These idiots didn’t realize that their master had perfectly merged Yin and Yang right in front of them? It was so absurd and beyond their scope that they couldn’t even imagine it, despite it being right before their eyes.
’Even though it’s something primordial like ours, the bloodline of a Dragon is truly on another level; it doesn’t compare to the Behemoth,’ Alm said calmly. ’He definitely received one of that bastard dragon’s reverse scales.’
Bruno agreed. From the moment they saw Dem Zarn, Alm and Bruno instinctively felt that they couldn’t kill him in any way. They didn’t know why, but they trusted their instincts. That’s why they hadn’t sent their disciples to attack yet; they were digging slowly and making this demon exhaust everything he had.
Without delay, the whale transformed into a lightning bolt shooting towards Dem Zarn. He began unleashing a crazy storm of attacks with Liumi.
The demon pulled out another weapon, a grayish saber. He started fighting desperately.
"Another Heritage-level weapon!" Mistie said this time, in shock.
However, the whale’s figure was like a lightning bolt, and his spear was wild. He unleashed fast and precise attacks. Each time his spear collided with that saber, it made the world tremble.
The battle had reached a point where, for the whale’s group, it was impossible to see the two figures in space. They could only see images of sabers and spears shining in the air, causing powerful explosions.
"What terrifying talents... this is a heroic disciple, blessed by his sect. Denil... we didn’t give him anything, and he just fights with his own power." A counselor sighed.
All the counselors were stunned. This level of speed and power was not something a young person in the Spirit Fusion Realm should possess. Even though they were cultivators at the peak of the divine realm, this level of battle had surpassed their imaginations; when they were in that cultivation realm, they couldn’t even survive the aura of one of these two, let alone a blow. They would explode first. The gap was too big.
"Decided to open your eyes now, idiots?" Mistie said dryly to the counselors. "Do you think I made him the Chief Dean of the sect just because he’s cute? He’s our hope for survival, the hope for our whole race to still have a safe place to live in peace."
All the counselors turned to Mistie with strange looks. Her face twisted at those looks. They actually thought she liked him and somehow appreciated his round beauty.
BOOM!
A divine, purple light filled the sky. The gray saber was sent flying. Dem Zarn himself was knocked away too.
He stabilized himself in space quickly, his mind a mess, filled with endless fear and anger. He looked at a point behind the whale and saw a pair of eyes with multicolored hair watching him closely.
Dem Zarn couldn’t use the Emperor’s Domain, knowing that Corin would completely nullify it. In the previous fight, one of the reasons he lost was because he wasted too much energy, and he couldn’t repeat that mistake.
He found himself cornered. Should he flee? Dem Zarn refused to accept such humiliation. So he took a deep breath, and his eyes shone.
The whale was impassive, but internally was excited. This idiot was fighting and hadn’t realized that his two weapons had been taken by them and were now in their inventory.
’Many gains, excellent,’ Alm said lightly.
Suddenly, Alm and Bruno’s eyes trembled; they felt an instinctive danger.
Dem Zarn’s expression was calm as he placed his hand on his chest. Dozens of Yin runes flowed out of his body. The runes pulsed with a sinister and eerie power.
"BASTARD!!!"
Mistie roared in near-madness. Beside her, all the counselors had disturbed and furious expressions; they had never felt such anger in their lives. The reason was obvious—they felt the lives of countless Feys, members of the sect, who had died to create those runes.
Dem Zarn laughed maliciously, seeing the expressions of those far away. He had kept those runes for an emergency or final strike, but now they would be used for something he had never considered before.
Alm and Bruno took a deep breath. Ruri, Corin, Thea, and Rehvka tightened their weapons, ready for what was to come; the whale had already warned them.
Then that demon waved, and the runes pulsed...
Boom!
A burst of black blood erupted in front of everyone, leaving them stunned. "What the hell? He..." Mistie started to speak but swallowed her words midway.
Suddenly, that leader and all the counselors at the peak of the divine realm felt their cultivations and Qi freeze in their bodies. A primal and deadly fear overtook them.
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Their eyes moved to the center of the explosion. Then they saw a golden rune slowly emerge, radiantly.
Then, a white and immaculate rune appeared beside the golden one. This rune emitted an ancient, invincible, and... primordial aura.
The white rune trembled, and the world was covered by a divine shadow that seemed to come from another world. All the Feys trembled from head to toe, as if facing something beyond what they could endure.
The shadow took shape, a terrifying sight dominating the horizon. Its long, serpentine body shone in pure white against the dark space, and its scales reflected an ethereal and threatening light.
It looked like a mirage, a specter of an ancestral beast that had crossed eons to manifest there. Its body twisted and stretched like a living shadow, always on the verge of disappearing and reemerging, creating a sense of disorientation and deep fear in everyone present. It was clear this was not its real physical form, but a projection of its essence, a manifestation of its boundless power.
The Feys felt the overwhelming pressure of its presence, their knees weakening, all on the planet falling to their knees, unable to bear the crushing weight of the primordial power emanating from that divine creature. It was the Yang Chaos Dragon!