The King of Warriors Coughs Up Blood
On the ground, Shi Yuan and the others turned pale as they witnessed the scene, terrified. Just how powerful was the Demon God to have injured the King of Warriors?
These people felt their hair stand on end and a chill run from their heads to their toes. They had originally hoped that the King of Warriors would suppress Lord Fifteen and give them a breath of relief, but they never expected such an outcome.
In the distance, powerful figures from other great clans also gasped in shock. The Demon God was terrifyingly strong, returning after more than a decade and once again shaking the imperial capital.
The King of Warriors was shaken to the point of spitting blood, yet he did not retreat. Instead, he smiled as the blood in the air spread, continuously expanding and transforming into a blood-colored lake.
His eyes were cold. Despite the smile on his lips, his expression was frigid. He clapped his hands, and the blood lake roared, surging towards Lord Fifteen.
Everyone was astonished. This was a divine ability; a mere mouthful of blood had turned into a lake, covered in runes. This suggested that a single drop of his blood could potentially kill an entire group of people.
Lord Fifteen was undaunted. He struck forward with his palm, creating a true tidal wave of blood that rolled and pushed away the blood lake.
The King of Warriors’ gaze grew even colder. He clapped his hands again, and the blood wave surged once more, more violently than before, adorned with dazzling runes and carrying a murderous intent that enveloped Lord Fifteen.
This time, the blood wave was endless, drawing in energy from all directions, aiming to refine Lord Fifteen here.
The Demon God snorted coldly. With a single arm glowing, he created a large cauldron through runes, which suppressed the blood, absorbing all of it, and began refining it while sitting cross-legged.
"This is a pot of blood and flesh elixir. Who wants it?" Lord Fifteen asked.
Inside the cauldron, the blood lake boiled and was quickly transformed into a single pill, glowing red and flowing with essence.
The King of Warriors’ expression grew colder. This was clearly a mockery. He hadn't expected to be injured today; he had not anticipated the opponent to be so powerful.
"Old Fifteen, you’re very good," the King of Warriors said with a cold tone.
His voice was like a mountain torrent, deep and powerful, resonating far away. Above the King of Warriors, the copper cauldron showed signs of green rust, rapidly peeling away.
Golden crows appeared on the cauldron’s body, lifelike, with many beautiful patterns, making the cauldron look grand and exquisite.
The true form of the treasure cauldron was revealed, with flames blazing inside and ancient, mysterious symbols on the outside. It seemed to have a life of its own, erupting at this moment.
With a deafening roar, the cauldron glowed, dimming the sun in the sky. The copper cauldron became translucent and no longer ancient but possessed its own vitality.
Moreover, on the cauldron’s walls, glaring light emerged as a golden crow spread its wings and flew out, its fiery light dazzling. The crow was entirely golden and extremely fierce.
Another crow followed. Its golden wings were so magnificent that they made people shiver. The terrifying aura spread widely.
A third crow flew out, its golden eyes sweeping towards Lord Fifteen, exuding boundless killing intent. Thus, six golden crows flew out one after another, circling around the copper cauldron.
This was an ancient treasure, surrounded by these golden crows like stars supporting the moon, all glowing together.
Lord Fifteen had already risen to his feet, casually throwing the blood pill onto the ground. A large bow appeared in his single arm, facing coldly.
"Boom!"
Finally, the copper cauldron flew towards him, dazzling and crystal clear. The six golden crows were immensely powerful, their fiery light surging as they flapped their wings around the cauldron, creating a stunning scene.
Everyone was shocked. The sky was engulfed in flames, with fire everywhere and divine light filling the air. The copper cauldron had completely lost its ancient aura.
At this moment, it was extraordinarily terrifying, emitting mysterious runes and cascading divine power, becoming a massive killing weapon with the golden crows accompanying it.
A ripple formed in the void, as if it were about to collapse, fluctuating wildly. Everyone below was terrified, shaking with fear, their bodies weak.
With a tremendous crash, the copper cauldron descended, aiming to kill Lord Fifteen. The light grew even more intense, like a falling sun.
"Clang!"
Amidst the astonished cries and fears of the people, the Demon God had no other defense, only a single action: attacking actively, drawing the large bow and striking the cauldron.
The sound was clear and melodious, as if it had split the soul. Many people screamed, their eyes glazed, their heads throbbing.
The large bow was ancient and unadorned but managed to collide with the ancient copper cauldron without any damage, sending the deadly weapon flying.
"How powerful!"
"It seems that using the bow this way doesn’t fully unleash its true power," someone remarked from afar.
The King of Warriors' expression turned cold and merciless. He chanted a spell, causing the cauldron to shake and the lid to open. Endless flames poured out like an ocean, making the cauldron extremely terrifying.
Although it was not very large, the cauldron’s mouth gushed out continuously, transforming into a sea of fire. Such a killing weapon could easily obliterate a huge city and destroy countless armies, yet it was only targeting one person.
The Demon God’s large bow rotated, forming a golden vortex that began to devour, crazily absorbing the sea of fire.
"Hmm, what’s that?"
The bow also had runes on it. As it absorbed the fierce sea of fire, the entire bow became radiant, eventually nearing a transparent state.
This was the result of accumulating divine energy to a certain level, making the bow emit a terrifying brilliance.
The King of Warriors' expression changed. He raised his hand, and the copper cauldron flew up again, but this time it was entirely different—powerful and fierce. The golden crows crazily absorbed the flames, their bodies expanding, and then simultaneously pounced towards Lord Fifteen.
"Old Fifteen, it’s a pity that your divine arrow's unparalleled fame has now been reduced to just one arm. How can you still draw the bow?" The King of Warriors said coldly with a smile.
"Do you want to see?" Lord Fifteen replied, showing no fear as the golden crows charged at him.
"There are many ways to draw a bow, but none are as impressive as when you had both arms," the King of Warriors shook his head.
"Are you afraid?" The Demon God sneered. At this moment, an arrow feather automatically shot out from his back. He used one sleeve to draw the bowstring.
The crowd was stunned, their eyes wide open.
"Kill!"
The King of Warriors erupted with blood and energy like an ancient beast, enveloped in endless divine light, activating the cauldron and the golden crows to suppress Lord Fifteen.
"Kill!"
Lord Fifteen also roared, holding the bow with one hand and using one sleeve to replace his lost arm. He drew the divine bow, and the light was dazzling.
At this moment, he was radiant, like lightning flashing across, blindingly bright. He became a gleaming war god, the bow drawn into a full moon shape, with a crystalline arrow feather.
Then, with a buzzing sound, the bowstring vibrated, disturbing the void and creating terrifying patterns. The arrow feather glowed, carrying divine power.
"Swoosh!"
The divine arrow shot through the air, trailing a long tail of light, forming a divine rainbow that pierced through the chest of one golden crow. It seemed almost sentient, emitting a mournful cry and falling with drops of blood.
Next, the second arrow feather was nocked on the bowstring, shining brightly, and shot out instantly, piercing through the head of the second golden crow. It didn’t even make a sound before exploding.
The Demon God continued to draw the bow. Six arrow feathers flew out, shooting down all six golden crows. They were terrifying runes on the cauldron with immense divine power, all pierced through.
This happened in an instant. Then, Lord Fifteen shot three more arrows in quick succession, all hitting the copper cauldron with loud clangs, sending it flying and scattering firelight everywhere.
The King of Warriors was enraged. Although the ancient cauldron was unharmed, the six runes on it had dimmed. At this moment, he could no longer tolerate it; he was falling short today.
"Kill!"
He was enveloped in light, with a surge of blood energy rising from his crown, piercing through the clouds. He resembled an ancient beast, and with a wave of his hand, the cauldron flew back.
Holding the ancient artifact, he flew towards Lord Fifteen, signaling a life-or-death battle, a close combat.
At this moment, powerful ancient beasts and divine birds appeared around him. A gray ancient dragon, a golden-winged roc, and a purple lion all emerged, charging alongside him, showcasing their strongest combat abilities.
The Demon God remained indifferent, showing no expression, but his aura surged. A golden-winged roc soared above him, while a thunderous beast roared and charged forward.
He also released his spiritual form, preparing for the final battle against the formidable enemy.
"Kill!" Both combatants roared in unison and clashed.
Lord Fifteen drew his bow, which was shaped like a full moon. This time, he began targeting the King of Warriors.
Clang!
The cauldron shook violently as the King of Warriors used it to block the fatal arrow, emitting a terrifying light.
Clang, clang!
The metallic sounds were incessant as Lord Fifteen continued to draw and shoot arrows. The King of Warriors, with a grave expression, blocked them all with the cauldron.
This was an ancient killing weapon, but it was now repeatedly damaged. The cauldron’s wall even had a dent where all the arrows had struck a single point.
The Demon God’s divine arrows were unmatched, perfectly precise and exquisitely accurate.
"Old Fifteen, is shooting arrows all you can do?" The King of Warriors was already enraged and pained. This treasured artifact, with its significant background, was damaged today, fueling his killing intent.
Finally, he closed in. With a muffled thud, a spray of blood erupted as Lord Fifteen’s arrow struck a nearby spiritual form directly in the forehead.
"Die!"
The King of Warriors roared, his entire body burning with divine power, unlike before. It was as if he had unlocked some kind of seal, significantly boosting his strength.
"What? He was hiding his power?"
"He was suppressing himself, training in this way, and now he has truly unleashed his power. Lord Fifteen is in danger."
From afar, many people gasped. This battle had naturally attracted the attention of all the strong figures in the imperial capital, who were watching the fight.
The King of Warriors unleashed his full power, engaging Lord Fifteen head-on, determined to suppress him. Regardless of the angle, he was intent on taking decisive action.
Boom!
Like a celestial collapse, Lord Fifteen was forced back, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, injured from the initial strike.
"Again!"
The King of Warriors roared, his power even more immense, his whole body burning as he wielded the cauldron to strike at Lord Fifteen.
Lord Fifteen dodged. At this moment, two different beams of light rose from his feet. One was pure white and peaceful, spreading upward from the sole of his left foot, while the other was dark and chilling, spreading from the sole of his right foot. With a thunderous roar, white and black beams intertwined, enveloping his entire body.
"Great Demon God!"
The crowd exclaimed in unison.
There had always been rumors in the imperial capital that Lord Fifteen’s title of Great Demon God was related not only to his behavior but also to his cultivation, and it was now confirmed.
With divine and demonic powers released, he radiated light, an aura of terror spreading. He was much stronger than before, fiercely clashing with the King of Warriors.
Thud!
He slapped the cauldron with one hand, causing it to dent significantly. This was immense power, too much for the ancient artifact to withstand.
Thus, the two clashed in a terrifying bloodbath, with their spiritual forms also joining the fray.
It was like two wild dragons meeting, battling fiercely from the sky to the ground, from the imperial capital to the mountains, then into the clouds and back again.
The two fought in a tumultuous battle, their corners of their mouths bleeding. Ultimately, the King of Warriors’ cauldron was sent flying by a slap from the Demon God, and he himself was continuously coughing up blood, thrown through the air.
"King of Warriors, do you submit?" the Demon God shouted.
"I do not submit!" the King of Warriors roared, his eyes wide with fury.
The Demon God drew his bow directly. His expression was more solemn and calm than ever before. The bow was drawn, and a black-and-white arrow feather flew out, making a whistling sound.
The King of Warriors fought desperately, with runes intertwining and him trying to evade, but it was all in vain. He was hit by the arrow.
Puff!
A burst of blood erupted as the runes in front of him were erased. His side was pierced by the arrow, several ribs shattered. Had it not been for the dense runes quickly protecting him, he would have been blown apart.
With a thud, the King of Warriors fell, crashing down into the courtyard. The battle was over.
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