"Get them all carried away," the King of War commanded, ordering the servants to carry off the incapacitated elders.
It was a blaze of intense, scorching light, as if the residence of deities. The King of War stood at the center, enveloped in the brilliant light, giving off an aura of inaccessibility.
The Great Demon God was not bloodthirsty, and the casualties were not many. The King of War felt there was still a chance; if he could break through his current realm, perhaps he could restore these people.
The Great Demon God’s gaze was cold and indifferent, showing no intent to stop, as he did not regard these people as worthy opponents of his attention.
In a sense, today he was not solely seeking revenge but also addressing the chronic ailments of his own clan. These people would no longer pose a threat in the future.
Shi Yuan and the others looked ashen. They felt that the Great Demon God’s purpose in keeping them alive might simply be to witness whether Shi Yi could indeed rule the wasteland.
“Old Fifteen, the road lies beneath your feet. I ask you again, will you turn back?” the King of War asked, his voice icy, losing its previous calm, with a palpable murderous intent.
The response was a slap from Master Fifteen, with a burst of runes spreading like surging waves, vast and magnificent, enveloping the entire realm.
At this moment, no more words were needed. The Great Demon God’s actions conveyed how resolute he was, even unwilling to say more.
“Very well,” the King of War roared.
With a thunderous roar, like the crashing thunder of the heavens, a vast array of golden light erupted, stinging the eyes. He extended a massive hand, which appeared boundless and immense.
Everyone was astonished. The hand contained the sun, moon, and stars, mysterious beyond belief, evoking awe.
“World within the Palm”
Many gasped in awe. This was a supreme technique, and only top-tier experts could wield it, with extremely high requirements for cultivation.
At this moment, Master Fifteen’s old comrades were all startled, their faces changing color. The King of War was too formidable; after so many years of seclusion, he had advanced and broken through. He was truly worthy of the man who once competed for dominance in the Stone Kingdom.
“Boom”
The great hand reached out, spreading forward to cover Master Fifteen below. The hand was filled with endless mist, appearing vast and boundless.
Master Fifteen soared into the sky, his whole body enveloped in blazing clouds, like a deity about to split the heavens. He had reached the high sky.
The King of War remained unmoved, still standing in the courtyard. But the great hand had already extended into the sky, covering everything and casting a massive shadow.
With a humming sound, the world trembled. His five fingers swelled, each turning golden. A hazy dust appeared, like five massive pillars supporting the sky, enormously thick.
“Boom”
The great hand covered Master Fifteen, slowly closing in, attempting to trap him inside.
Master Fifteen ascended into the sky, but the hand continued to expand, shadowing him all the while. It became an encompassing world within the palm.
Meanwhile, within the gaps of the palm, the sun, moon, and stars rotated, rolling around the massive fingers, mysterious and terrifying.
Such a sight was unprecedented. The world within the palm should not have had stars appearing; it was clearly transformed from runes, with mist spreading, enveloping the opponent.
The current situation was astonishing. As the stars rotated, a thunderous noise erupted, shaking the entire imperial capital.
Many powerful figures were astonished and ascended to the sky, looking toward the King of War’s residence. After many years, the King of War had re-emerged, now much stronger and formidable.
“Boom”
The Great Demon God struck, attempting to break through this palm world and escape.
However, the King of War was truly fearsome. Each rotating star emitted a rune, pressing forward in all directions, blocking his path.
The world within the palm was closing, with the great stars descending, beginning to revolve around Master Fifteen. This was a form of suppression and refinement.
Layers of divine light showered down, all concentrating on a single point, trying to ignite him and turn him to ashes.
Everyone was horrified. The mere fluctuations were enough to terrify the powerful figures in the residence. Anyone entering that great hand would be reduced to dust, with no remnants left.
“Boom”
Master Fifteen was unafraid. Even within the palm world, he remained calm, swinging his fists, smashing the great stars one by one.
The sky above transformed entirely. Divine power surged like a river, light scattering, the void boiling. Master Fifteen shattered many great stars with each punch, breaking through to attack.
“Transform”
The King of War roared, and the world within the palm changed. The starry river vanished, and intense flames erupted. His fingers closed, turning into a furnace, starting to refine the Great Demon God.
Everyone’s faces changed. The bronze furnace was the King of War’s weapon, now merged with his fingers, incredibly terrifying. Its sudden and brutal suppression was chilling.
The sky shook, the clouds dispersed, and an eternal bronze furnace appeared, covered in mottled green patina, with flames blazing inside, refining the powerful enemy.
“Open”
Master Fifteen roared, and a tremendous sound was heard. With a clang, the sky trembled, the clouds dissipated, and the entire bronze furnace violently shook.
The King of War’s form swayed. He released the hand, and the bronze furnace disappeared. In the void, the Great Demon God’s gaze was cold, with a large bow suspended before him.
This was the first confrontation between the two weapons. Just as the Heavenly Bell had resonated, it was clear that the bow had collided with the bronze furnace, producing a deafening sound.
The Great Demon God had freed himself, his expression calm, neither happy nor worried, facing the King of War.
People were astonished. He had indeed grown stronger, far surpassing the past, and was now a match for the King of War.
Then, the Great Demon God attacked. A punch was thrown, and a spiral force burst forth, transforming into a golden lion, its body covered in intricate patterns, shining brilliantly, as if to tear open the heavens.
“Boom”
The punch was incredibly powerful, with the golden lion appearing as if to shatter the world, charging towards the King of War. This scene was astonishing, with Master Fifteen’s punch embodying the power of a lion.
The King of War’s eyes opened and closed, beams of light shooting out. His hands moved in intricate patterns, creating a mysterious symbol to block the lion, while his sleeves billowed, dark winds howling.
“Black Divine Wind”
From afar, astonished voices were heard. This was a divine technique; the black wind was incredibly ominous. It could shred mountains and rivers, and even if not extremely violent, it possessed immense power.
Indeed, as the lion charged, it was struck by the black wind, coughing up blood, its internal organs shattered. This was a beast transformed from a treasure technique, yet it seemed so real. Those who had mastered the art of creation could easily achieve this.
The King of War’s sleeve expanded, soaring into the sky. The black wind surged from his sleeve, crashing towards Master Fifteen.
“Go”
The Great Demon God lightly rebuked, emitting a faint mist from his mouth. It was a violent surge that immediately dispersed the black divine wind.
“This is the Chaos Qi Technique,” many people were shocked to realize.
This was a technique nearly lost to time, rarely seen in the Stone Kingdom, and few knew it. Unexpectedly, Master Fifteen had mastered it.
It involved refining a breath of chaos qi within the body, containing various primordial runes. When expelled, it could shake the heavens and earth, dispersing everything.
“The Old Fifteen of the King of War’s residence is truly formidable. Indeed impressive,” someone in the distance whispered,
"Truly worthy of the Great Demon God," people marveled.
The King of War’s gaze was intimidating. He stared ahead, and suddenly, a slit appeared in his forehead, revealing a silver eye that shot out a series of runes like heavenly sword energy, all aimed at Master Fifteen.
“Clang,” “Clang”
Master Fifteen extended his right hand, which transformed into a dragon’s claw, dazzlingly bright, blocking all the sword energy.
This was awe-inspiring. Both combatants wielded multiple divine techniques. Even this preliminary probing attack was enough to make one’s head spin, being exceedingly terrifying.
It was like two divine flames igniting, illuminating the sky. The King of War and the Great Demon God clashed, with light constantly erupting, roaring sounds echoing, and the surroundings shaking.
The King of War was immensely powerful, intimidating all directions, but now he faced a formidable foe.
Various treasure techniques danced in the air, blinding light burst forth. The sky seemed like two dragons coiling together, fiercely writhing, from the heavens down to the ground, and into the clouds.
This battle shocked everyone in the imperial capital.
“Master Fifteen has returned,” even many ordinary people received the news, and were instantly stunned. The Great Demon God, who had been absent for over a decade, was now fighting the King of War.
A copper furnace appeared, covered in green rust, starting to glow, hovering above the King of War’s head. Divine waterfalls descended from the furnace, protecting him below.
He seemed like a deity, treading on the void, stepping forward with immense power. Sun, moon, and stars rotated in his hand, striking at the Great Demon God.
Everyone was astonished. What difference was there between him and a god? Standing in the sky, manipulating the sun, moon, and stars, was incredibly terrifying and domineering.
“Old Fifteen, you have improved greatly, but you are already crippled, having lost an arm. Even though you have reached this level, you are inherently lacking,”
The King of War spoke, advancing with large strides, his fists swinging. Massive stars appeared in the void, overshadowing the sun in the sky, resembling a starry sky.
“Boom”
The heavens and earth quaked. He borrowed the power of countless stars with this palm strike. Surrounding him were various fierce beasts like serpents, gray dragons, and lions, revolving around him and exerting force together.
This attack was incredibly frightening, like crashing waves, stirring up the imperial capital’s wind and clouds, possessing the might to destroy everything.
“King of War, are you afraid? Using words to bolster your courage?” The Great Demon God’s voice was calm, his single arm pushing horizontally, with no dazzling light or massive stars in the sky.
Yet, there was a terrifying momentum, causing the sun, moon, and stars to explode one after another. The scene was horrifying, as if the world were ending.
The stars were transformed from the King of War’s runes but continuously shattered under the single arm, turning into powder.
The Great Demon God let out a long howl, striding forward, his single arm shaking violently, causing all the large stars before the King of War to explode.
The Great Demon God hammered down with his fists, continuously smashing, clashing hard with the King of War.
The waves of runes were progressively stronger, exceedingly terrifying, with blazing light enveloping the area. The King of War endured violent shocks, clashing head-on, feeling as if ten thousand mountains were pressing down on him.
“Pff”
The King of War spat blood. The simple yet ferocious attacks from the Great Demon God caused his body to stagger and continuously retreat.
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