Chapter 505: Shattering the Demon Emperor's Shadow, Three Royal Halls!
A streak of chaotic light tore across the heavens—its brilliance like the first light of creation, radiating an unfathomable mystery.
As the Chaos-infused arrow shot forth, the Sixth King's pupils contracted sharply. A moment later, rage flared in his eyes.
"Die!!"
With a ferocious roar, he brought his hands together, forming a series of bizarre hand seals. His voice thundered through the sky—"Hand of Annihilation!"
In the heavens above, the blurry eyes of the Demon Emperor's shadow glowed a deeper red. The massive demonic hand it raised grew more solid, more terrifying.
From its palm surged evil energy so pure that even a Reincarnation Stage expert would be annihilated if touched by it.
Swish!
The demonic hand slammed down, shattering the sky itself as it descended upon the Chaos Arrow in front of countless breathless, wide-eyed onlookers.
Buzz!
A strange humming sound echoed across the sky. Waves of visible energy rippled outward in all directions, engulfing tens of thousands of feet of sky.
At the center of the collision, the two powers locked in a brief stalemate. But the stalemate didn't last.
The Demon Emperor's hand began to distort and fade—it was breaking apart!
ROAR!!
The Sixth King watched in horror, his expression growing even more savage. A guttural roar erupted from his throat.
His eyes flashed with madness, and then—cracks spread across both his arms. Thick black blood poured from them, quickly covering his limbs.
BOOM!
BOOM!
With two muffled detonations, both of the Sixth King's arms exploded violently! Dark blood and black crystal shards surged out, streaming into the giant demonic hand.
As the blood was absorbed, the demonic hand grew clearer and more defined. Strange and sinister runes became visible along its surface.
From below, countless cultivators turned pale. The Sixth King had actually blown off his own arms to power the Demon Emperor's shadow—utterly ruthless!
Gu Mengqi and the others clenched their fists tightly, their faces filled with worry.
Could Lin Fan really overcome the Demon Emperor's shadow? If he failed, the rest of them would have no hope at all.
But Lin Fan remained calm.
With a thought, he activated the Supreme Perception to its fullest.
Buzz!
The Chaos Arrow trembled, and then—BOOM!—its light exploded.
The descending demonic hand was forcibly halted!
CRYIIEE!
A crisp cry echoed above, and the radiant chaotic light suddenly retracted, funneling back into the arrow.
Buzz buzz!
The Chaos Arrow became crystal-clear, pulsing with an ancient, divine force. This energy stood in stark contrast to the evil of the Demon Emperor's hand.
The tail of the arrow shook violently. At its tip, a strange light shimmered—then with a flash, the arrow fired again!
Shhh!
The Demon Emperor's hand released an overwhelming torrent of demonic energy, trying to block the arrow.
But the Chaos Arrow, seemingly imbued with divine will, tore through the thick, sticky wave of darkness—its speed undeterred.
Before the stunned eyes of countless spectators, it smashed through the massive demonic hand, then continued up the shadow's arm—
—and pierced straight through the Demon Emperor's head.
Whoooosh!
The Chaos Arrow soared skyward, bursting through the demon's skull and ascending into the clouds like a roaring dragon, radiating unmatched majesty.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Low, dull explosions echoed from within the Demon Emperor's shadow, and then—KABOOM—its massive body blew apart.
Shreds of demonic essence scattered under the terrified stares of every demon on the battlefield.
The Sixth King stared in stunned silence as the skull seal in his hand shattered. A single black strand of hair within burst into flame and turned to ash without fire.
"Impossible…"
He spat out a mouthful of thick black blood, shaking violently. He couldn't believe what he had just witnessed.
Shhh!
While he was frozen in shock, the Chaos Arrow twisted midair and shot straight for his chest!
In that instant, the Sixth King's body warped and pulsed. Two massive arms suddenly erupted from within him, forming a pair of thousand-foot-wide demonic hands!
They slammed forward—one from the left, one from the right—to block the incoming arrow.
BOOM!
BOOM!
Both massive hands exploded upon impact, reduced to clouds of demonic mist.
Shhh!
The Chaos Arrow pierced the Sixth King's chest—and then, having spent the last of its power, finally disintegrated in the sky.
PUFF!
The Sixth King coughed up another mouthful of black blood. His aura had weakened significantly.
Across from him, Lin Fan's face was slightly pale. He hadn't been injured—just deeply drained.
He looked at the Sixth King and chuckled. "So, it looks like you didn't come alone. Demons—always so sneaky. Even your so-called Royal Halls are the same."
"Heh… think you've already won?"
The Sixth King's body began to squirm again. A mocking voice echoed from within.
Then, to everyone's astonishment, two demonic silhouettes emerged from his body, standing at his side.
One was tall and broad. The other thinner, more lithe. Both smiled at Lin Fan—but there was no warmth in their expressions. Only killing intent.
"Allow me to introduce myself. I am the Eighth King of the Demon Prison," said the burly one with a smile.
"And I'm the Tenth King of the Demon Prison," the slender one added, grinning as his eyes locked onto Lin Fan.
They had hidden inside the Sixth King, planning to ambush the Master of the Primordial Wilderness.
But now, before they could even face their intended target, Lin Fan had forced them to reveal themselves.
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