Chapter 1739: Kings Resist The Devils

There was an empty city, desolate and silent. The citizens had left several years ago, and wind and sand now covered up its previous glory. A middle-aged man in yellow robes walked out of the void elegantly and sat cross-legged on the mottled walls. It was Wang Xuanjin.

In his hand was a copper ruler, adorned with countless source origin seals. With a simple wave, a surge of destructive wind and thunder would rise with it. On his waist was a golden gourd, flickering with a destructive and dangerous aura. His gaze swept over the desolate city as he sighed. Ever since the war started, the divine continents' prosperity had become a thing of the past. If they failed here, who knew just how many living creatures would die.

"These Others truly are despicable,"

Wang Xuanjin thought as he clutched his copper ruler, his expression growing severe. He raised his head and looked at the main road leading towards the city. At the end of it was an all-encompassing grayish-black aura. The aura was extremely cold to the touch, and everything it passed through was reduced to ashes. It was the aura of death.

Countless bones emerged from the grayish-black aura like a pale torrent, paving the road into one filled with skeletons. A crisp chime rang out from within the fog. Shortly after, a hand holding a white banner and adorned with red chimes appeared. A tall and thin figure wearing a tall, black and white hat strutted towards the empty city, staggering as it made its way along the path of bones. It eventually stopped before the walls, raising its head and revealing its pale face. The corners of its lips cracked open, revealing an unsettling smile.

"Wang. Xuan. Jin." Its raspy voice sounded like the gasps of a man on his deathbed. Every word was punctuated clearly in an extremely weak voice.

If any ordinary Dukes were present, even ninth-grade ones, they would have been overwhelmed by the death energy contained in its words and would have turned into skeletons immediately.

Three thick and boundless crowns materialized above Wang Xuanjin's head, overflowing with pure source origin. The sound of wind and thunder rumbled in the sky, and his calm voice echoed through the storm. "Death Devil King of Sin, you shall not pass!"

......

In a vast mountain range along the defensive line, Zhen Linshuang was standing on the peak of a mountain with her halberd in hand. Her dragonscale battle armor enveloped her well-proportioned body and accentuated her fiery curves. Her violet-gold eyes radiated frightening draconic might as her gaze was locked on a certain area in the depths of the mountains.

The mountains in that direction were constantly shaking and collapsing. It seemed as though a terrifying force of nature was bashing through them, crushing everything in its path. A moment later, her eyes focused on a certain mountain.

Bang!

The mountain in front of her had collapsed, and a cloud of dust rushed to the sky. A fist manifestation blasted out of the dust with heaven-shaking power, directly pulverizing the mountains and smashing the heavens.

That fist was capable of crushing the sky! Even so, Zhen Linshuang merely snorted. Her fair and slender fingers stretched out, violet-gold light condensing on their tips. She then tore at the void fiercely. As the void ripped open, the claw of a titanic dragon emerged, meeting the dark green fist violently.

Weng!

A destructive shockwave that was visible to the naked eye spread for tens of thousands of miles. The towering mountains in the vicinity were flattened by its sheer force, and a black hole opened up at the location where the two attacks clashed.

Zhen Linshuang stared at the point of impact. That previous fist strike contained a maddened sort of source origin. It was extremely violent and aggressive, leaving one with no way to retreat. The power it contained was full of insanity. If an ordinary King were struck by that fist, they would be infected by its aura and turned into madmen who could not distinguish between friend and foe.

"Madness Devil King of Sin," she said, her cold voice echoing through the ruins.

The entire mountain range began to rumble and the earth began to rise. A figure sprouted from the rocks below, lifting up every mountain within a few hundred miles with it. It was said that this creature had the strongest physical body in the world. Its body was completely dark green, its face twisted and hideous. There were eighteen arms on its back, each with a black python wrapped around it. It radiated an aura of madness.

"Zhen Linshuang, I want to tear you apart, limb by limb!" the Madness Devil King of Sin bellowed. It used its eighteen limbs to lift up a piece of land a hundred miles wide, along with several mountains, as it let out a berserk cry. It then viciously tossed the entire thing towards Zhen Linshuang. It was like a meteorite falling from the sky!

"Do you think you can do that on your own? I will rip off each of your limbs one by one!" responded Zhen Linshuang, overflowing with killing intent as she rushed into the sky.

Violet-gold radiance swept across the world, and a moment later, the ear-rending roar of a Heavenly Dragon was heard. A gigantic dragon that was hundreds of thousands of feet long emerged, directly colliding with the piece of land.

Boom!

Their frightening and brutal confrontation shattered the firmament as countless shattered pieces of stone fell from the sky, turning the ground into a ruined wasteland.

The two titanic figures wrapped themselves in boundless amounts of source origin and began to launch their own frenzied attacks.

......

One of the other battlefields was a gloomy plain littered with corpses. A river full of dead bodies cut through it, its stench unbearable.

Lu Taiyi walked over the corpses, his sword ready on his back. His amiable face was now distorted with a murderous expression. Suddenly, he heard an unsettling chewing noise up ahead.

He raised his head and looked across the field, spotting a skinny and almost skeletal figure sitting atop the corpse-filled river, constantly popping corpses into its mouth and chewing. An inky black substance dripped from its fangs as it ate.

"Famine Devil King of Sin, we meet again," Lu Taiyi calmly said.

Upon hearing his voice, the skeletal figure slowly stood up, its emerald eyes lingering on the old man. "Your old bones look pretty chewy," it replied coldly.

"My old bones are pretty tough. I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to bite through them," Lu Taiyi joked before unsheathing his sword. Instantly, silverish frost sword energy poured down like a curtain, turning into a massive torrent that slashed towards the Famine Devil King of Sin.

.....

The void shattered as the humongous Golden Winged Peng spread his wings, sweeping them like a divine blade and cutting through the air.

The void was overflowing with endless amounts of resentment source origin. In its depths was a strange black bird with nine baby heads. It let out a shrill shriek, emitting tangible black sound waves that collided with the spatial blades created by the Golden Winged Peng. "Golden Winged! Golden Winged Pengs are a fantastic delicacy!" it cried.

"Resentment Devil King of Sin!" The Golden Winged Peng's gaze was overflowing with murderous intent as his gigantic talons pressed downwards.

......

Jiang Qing'e was sitting on a flat rock next to a lake so clear, it looked like a silver mirror embedded in the earth. As she looked into the water, countless illusions appeared. One of which was a familiar figure—Li Luo.

This Li Luo was acting completely unrestrained, approaching countless beauties and making love, having a wonderful time. The beauties were all people Jiang Qing'e was familiar with—Lu Qing'er, Li Hongyou, Li Lingjing, Qin Yi, the First Princess, Bai Mengmeng, and so on.

These scenes touched the deepest part of her heart, as though those events had truly transpired. However, Jiang Qing'e wasn't angry at the promiscuous scenes. "Illusion Devil King of Sin, is this all you're capable of?" she said, her voice cold and indifferent.

The images on the lake began to ripple and the illusions disappeared. After which, a figure walked across the surface, flashing Jiang Qing'e a radiant smile. "Sister Qing'e."

It looked exactly like Li Luo, though there was a strange grin on his face. He said, "What do you think? I've taken the form of the person you hold dearest, just to kill you. Don't you think that's interesting?"

It clenched its hand, and thousands of beams of light converged, transforming into an ancient blade that flickered with thunder energy. It was an exact replica of the Dragon Elephant Thunder Blade. Illusion source origin in its purest form was capable of confusing one's heart, making them unable to tell the difference between real and fake.

Jiang Qing'e's beautiful face had gone from calm and composed to raging with killing intent. A sacred pattern appeared between her eyebrows, forming a rune that resembled a tree.

She had activated her supreme ninth-grade Empyrean Resonance Tree of Authority! Her Empyrean Resonance Tree of Authority had four Crystal Cores hanging from it akin to fruits, overflowing with blinding light. The cores began to burn, causing holy flames to erupt and lighting the entire tree aflame.

Indescribably amounts of sacred light surged from her body, and the amount of light source origin she emitted began to increase at a horrifying speed. It was gradually approaching the ultimate peak!

Upon seeing Jiang Qing'e unleash such a frightening surge of energy, the Illusion Devil King of Sin's expression hardened. It couldn't tell what it had done wrong.

The golden flames in Jiang Qing'e's beautiful eyes felt cold and her gaze was murderous as she coldly said, "I'm usually hard to anger, but you've actually managed to infuriate me. Thus, I've decided that you will die today."