Chapter 755: The Power of The Racial Weapon, Human Race's Chu Batian (I)

As six towering ten-thousand-meter tall demonic steles descended, the six ancient demon runes engraved on them—"Dou, Tian, Zhen, Shen, Mo, Jie"—flared to life, transforming into principle power that blanketed a two-hundred-kilometer radius.

The entire stretch of heaven and earth was cut off from the outer world, forming an isolated prison. Even those who possessed spatial divine abilities capable of traversing the void found escape impossible.

"Li Ritian, today marks your death!" From atop the demonic steles, six demon kings roared as their bodies swelled rapidly to reveal their true forms, each several hundred meters tall.

Among them, two demon kings bore three heads and eight arms, and one possessed three heads and ten arms, radiating the aura of middle- and late-stage demon kings.

The other three, originally aliens who had undergone demonic transformations, took on different appearances: one grew bat wings from his back, and his entire body became cloaked in blood-red scales, resembling a vampiric demon.

The remaining two, standing five hundred meters tall, were as heavy and solid as mountains, resembling bipedal yaks. Their bodies were covered in black scales, and curved horns sprouted from their heads, as they each carried a pair of black mountain-like masses.

The steles shuddered as the six demon kings poured their power into them, summoning hundreds of dark demonic qi pillars that descended from the skies. They connected heaven and earth, turning the domain into a hellish darkness and summoning a vastly stronger suppressive force.

Boom!

The bloody radiance of the Apocalypse Purgatory, spanning over 160 kilometers, trembled and flashed as it was gradually compressed to just 50 kilometers.

Yet, no matter how much the six demon kings channeled the steles' power, they couldn’t shrink the blood-colored hellish domain any further.

"What a formidable domain!" Every demon king’s face grew grim.

At the mythical level, the range and suppressive strength of a law domain could be seen as a manifestation of one’s true might.

The domain surrounding Chen Chu right now brimmed with overpowering suppressive force, woven with the Laws of Void and Death. Any ordinary demon king who dared enter would find their strength immediately halved.

Under the domain’s developing might, they could no longer draw upon the power of heaven and earth, nor could they absorb the ambient demonic qi to recover. They were forced to rely solely on their bodies and their innate divine bloodline abilities to fight.

Boom!

Great Demon King Erebor's body flared with arcs of black-purple lightning. A colossal true form over a thousand meters tall manifested, boasting three heads and twelve arms.

Around him, boundless black-purple thunderbolts shook the void, transforming a thirty-kilometer radius into a lightning prison. The ground below exploded and shattered, as if the world itself was being destroyed.

Without a word, Erebor took a single step spanning several dozen kilometers, appearing right in front of Chen Chu with a thunderous explosion.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Dark Lightning Prison collided with the Apocalypse Purgatory, setting off an eruption of demonic thunder and roaring blood seas.

"Li Ritian, take my Demonic Aba Seal!" Erebor roared as blood light entwined around all of his arms. Countless black-purple thunderbolts condensed into a single massive palm.

Boom!

A black-and-red palm print, spanning a kilometer in diameter with vivid textures, blasted forth. It exuded a suppressive might that seemed capable of sealing heaven and earth and pulverizing the void.

The domain trembled under the immense force, crimson light scattering as the surrounding space crumbled apart.

At the same instant—

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The six demon kings' bodies ignited in black flames, burning a portion of their origin. Their auras surged once again, rolling waves of demonic qi blasting into the skies. Among them, Tuckus, whose cultivation had reached the late stage, merged his eight arms together.

"Mo He Do Ro, sever, heavens, seal!"

Boom!

A towering dark phantom thousands of meters tall emerged between heaven and earth. With a clasp of its eight arms, it triggered a sliver of the steles' principle power.

The dreadful force directly tore the domain apart. The blood sea split open, exposing Chen Chu beneath the black-and-red palm print. At the same time, a powerful sealing force coiled around him, aiming to suppress the origin of his laws.

In just a split second, Great Demon King Erebor and the other demon kings orchestrated a lethal killing blow—an attack so fierce that even a true beginning-stage heavenly king would be gravely wounded.

However...

Boom!

An indescribable force erupted from Chen Chu's body. His willpower pierced the heavens, instantly shattering the sealing force formed by the demon kings’ origin.

The moment the black-and-red palm print was about to fall, Chen Chu stepped forward, expressionless and cold. He used the Heaven-Stepping Divine Movement, and his figure vanished.

Boom!

The full-force strike of a middle-stage great demon king’s divine bloodline ability instantly crumbled the land within a twenty-kilometer radius. Countless tons of dirt and stone blasted into the skies, soaring tens of thousands of meters and blotting out the heavens.

Black-and-red thunderbolts exploded one after another, resembling nuclear detonations. The flying debris melted into lava, illuminating the entire demonic region.

Amid the earth-shattering explosion, the late-stage demon king’s face turned pale with horror.

Before him, a figure over three hundred meters tall materialized out of thin air—a three-faced, six-armed being that had entered the Demon God Dragon Emperor form, radiating an unseen yet overwhelmingly savage aura.

Chen Chu’s four extra arms burned with thunderbolts and flames, and his hands swiftly formed seals. In an instant, a dragon's roar and an elephant's trumpeting exploded across the void and summoned a colossal Dragon Elephant Phantom, towering like a mountain.

Boom!

The true martial combat skill he had once wielded during the Third Heavenly Realm, the Dragon Elephant Stomp, now erupted with overpowering might, channeling the divine power of the celestial elephant into a transparent fist print spanning a full kilometer in diameter.

All material, energy, and space within several kilometers ahead compressed into tangible, translucent layers from this devastating force, erupting in succession like an unstoppable tidal wave.

Tuckus immediately felt the breath of death rushing toward him. He was forced to burn thirty percent more of his origin, letting out a furious roar in the process.

In a flash, Tuckus's aura surged to new heights. Black flames shot skyward from his body, nearly piercing through the heavens. Amid the swirling demonic flames, his eight arms fused together, and the black crescent halberd in his hands expanded to a thousand meters in length.