Chapter 1142: 450-451: The Demon Lord’s True Form Descends!
An Arm of the Heavenly Dao!
Ancient Stars Held in the Palm (6K Monthly Tickets)_4 Chapter 1142: 450-451: The Demon Lord’s True Form Descends!
An Arm of the Heavenly Dao!
Ancient Stars Held in the Palm (6K Monthly Tickets)_4 This awakening was even more thorough, crazier, and more earth-shattering than the last, shaking the ice-cold celestial heart that was completely merciless and emotionless after its transformation into the Dao.
At this moment—
The celestial heart wanted to rage, rage, RAGE!!
And this Demon Lord before it had to—
Die!
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Die!
Die!—
Boom, an incomparably vast and manic will wrapped in towering fury surged downward.
It was like a blinding and crazed sun, eclipsing all the starlight.
The Demon Lord trembled in his soul at the first instance, feeling as if crushed by the heavens, his thoughts plunging into a void.
A majestic will merged into the swirling strength transformed by Lu Xiucheng, forming a hazy yet colossal arm imbued with terrifying pressure.
The moment this ancient arm appeared, the surrounding Tribulation Forces seemed to recoil in terror, and the entire Palace of the Immortal King shuddered.
Heaven Blessings Hall, Heaven Destiny Hall, Heaven Longevity Hall.
All simultaneously manifested grand illusory shadows, casting upon this ancient arm.
This was—the strength of one arm of the Heavenly Dao!
The arm grew clearer and more solidified, slowly reaching towards Mo Luo.
Boom!—
Even the Immortal Technique that could swallow the heavens could not devour this arm of the Heavenly Dao; the vortex collapsed with a thunderous disintegration before even touching the arm.
Mo Luo’s black hair danced wildly, blood spewing from his mouth, his heart shocked to its core.
Beneath him, the Black Lotus Platform cracked under the dreadful suppression, fissures spreading, and even his body’s Dao Force rapidly decayed.
“Manifestation of the Heavenly Dao!!”
His face was filled with extreme wariness, yet in his eyes burned an unwillingness and defiant rage.
“So what if the heavens awaken?
Today, I will rebel against them!!”
Mo Luo’s eyes blazed with boundless Demonic Qi, defying the heavens and forsaking the Dao of the Earth Immortal, unleashing the power of the Demon Immortal Dao, his hands wreathed in pure Dao Force, viciously tearing apart.
“Demon Moon!”
Crack!—
A crescent-like fissure appeared in front of him the moment his hands pulled apart, revealing a lifeless dark land filled with Demonic Qi behind it, akin to human purgatory, transmitting an incredibly massive Dao Force.
The silent Demon Moon, in an instant, engulfs everything, even the nearby Tribulation Forces unable to escape, all being devoured.
This Demon Moon, suddenly spinning, transformed the crescent into a full moon in an instant, and collided with the ancient arm that bore down with titanic force.
Crack—!
Inside the palm print of the ancient arm, a deep dark moon mark was instantly etched.
Madness intensified on Mo Luo’s face, but before he could revel in it, the ancient arm unleashed even greater pressure and killing intent.
Between its palm lines emerged vast celestial landscapes, each crease a galaxy.
Grasping galaxies, the heavens boundless!
In that moment, the arm seemed infinitely large, its palm pushing across with an unrivaled force.
The black moon trembled mightily, then quickly sealed, collapsed, and the dark land behind the fissure also instantly shook, giving birth to enormous cracks.
“Ahh—”
Mo Luo spewed a mouthful of fresh blood, his perfect demon body instantly split from face to chest with a horrific gash, blood spilling out onto the Black Lotus Platform, where more cracks appeared.
His Great Dao had actually developed cracks in this hard clash.
Watching the ancient arm continue to come with a slow yet suffocating momentum, his body felt as if under the infinite celestial skies with nowhere to escape.
The intense oppressive force seemed poised to crush and explode him.
A strong sense of terror finally emerged from within Mo Luo’s heart.
“Buddha Trick!!
Lend me your strength of one arm!”
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He roared furiously within his mind.
All the contingencies he had in place, now at this moment, he ultimately still needed to reveal them.
Fortunately, he had many contingencies, he still held the winning cards, he was not yet completely defeated.
He will, win against the demigod!
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