Chapter 848: The Fortune of the Nine Great Candidate Daozi and the Great Sun Candidate Daozi Joining Forces

The Shadow Demon Candidate Daozi and the Dark Heaven Emperor's Son were locked in a brutal stalemate.

One side wielded Gui Ying Chong Chong, appearing and vanishing like a ghost, striking once then retreating; the other surged with ferocious might, invincible as adamant, each step shattering dozens of li of void.

Occasionally swept up in bloodlust, the Dark Heaven Emperor's Son shot a dark, annihilating divine light from his single horn—so potent even the Shadow Demon Candidate Daozi could not withstand it, crying out in agony as he activated his rarest life-shadow substitutes to die in his stead.

The Nine Great Candidate Daozi watched them coldly, silent as stone.

Hum!

The obsidian gate trembled.

Open again!

Out stepped three thousand horned demon clansmen, fully armored, each radiating the aura of Jin Dan peak.

Their gazes were cold, their formation orderly—even after ultra-long-range spatial teleportation, not a single line of their array had broken.

Jiang Ding's pupils shrank, every hair on his body stood on end.

After a moment, he relaxed.

These newcomers' auras were far weaker than the Dark Heaven Emperor's Son's, roughly equivalent to core disciples of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong—not particularly strong, yet their collective aura fused into one, three thousand as one.

Each towering horned demon bore a golden scale on his chest, proudly displayed, emitting streams of pure golden Jin Chong Guang.

"Hail, Emperor's Son!"

The three thousand horned demon warriors ignored the watching humans, knelt on one knee before the Dark Heaven Emperor's Son, planting their halberds into the ground, and bowed with thunderous reverence, performing the primal ritual of their bloodline.

The horned warriors slightly lifted their heads, faces filled with shock.

Their Emperor's Son was locked in a desperate struggle with a lowly human slave—this shattered many warriors' worldview, making them doubt they were under illusion, that this was not real.

"Kill him!"

The Dark Heaven Emperor's Son roared in fury.

"Yes!"

The three thousand horned demon warriors surged to their feet, golden scales on their chests flashing, forming intricate Mysterious Gold Black Dust Arrays that merged with the Dark Heaven Emperor's Son's ten-zhang chaotic space.

Instantly, the chaotic space expanded to a hundred zhang, spinning like a world in motion, its crushing pressure radiating in all directions.

"Lowly country slave!"

"Witness the Supreme Military Art of Our Imperial Clan!"

The Dark Heaven Emperor's Son growled.

He raised his black great halberd, channeling the full strength of the three thousand imperial guards into it; the hundred-zhang chaotic space swirled, the power of a world condensing into one point.

Under this convergence of forces, the void around the black halberd collapsed into black holes, emitting terrifying gravitational pull.

Under this spatial suction, even the Shadow Demon Candidate Daozi's form was forced into visibility.

"Kill!"

The Dark Heaven Emperor's Son bellowed, bringing down his halberd!

Boom!

Light and shadow clashed, spiritual radiance shattered—the Shadow Demon Candidate Daozi's eighteen life-shadows cried out in succession, spitting blood as they died, leaving only his main body retreating in a bloody stumble, his aura withered to the brink of extinction.

"I am no match."

"Their battle array is stronger than Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong's."

The Shadow Demon Candidate Daozi landed precisely at the center of the Nine Great Candidate Daozi, wiped blood from his lips, and whispered.

He showed no sign of fear.

A puppet is still a puppet—if I reached Jin Dan peak, I would not have lost.

'Stronger than Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong's?'

The Tianji Candidate Daozi and others pondered.

That means it's weaker than Dongji Demonic Gate's array.

These horned demons may have mastered their formation, far surpassing Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong disciples—but compared to Dongji Demonic Gate, whose very foundation is built upon battle arrays, where array and sect are one, they still fell far short.

"Slave!"

The Dark Heaven Emperor's Son swept his halberd, sneering: "Our Imperial Clan wages war across the world; we have suffered defeats, but our imperial military art is peerless in all realms, sweeping all before us, invincible in battle. If you surrender now, I shall grant you one final chance."

"This is my last mercy."

He strained to project an aura of supreme dominance.

Boom!

Boom—!

At that moment, a thunderous roar echoed from the sky of the Yin-Yang Void Realm—seven more spaces shattered, and seven dark stars pierced through into the void.

Each radiated immense pressure, none overlapping, each flying toward different regions of the Yin-Yang Void Realm, carving out their own territories.

Seven, plus this one—that makes eight!

Jiang Ding's heart trembled.

Merely by numbers, this unknown civilization was stronger than the Qingmen realm—it could instantly deploy eight Candidate Daozi into the unknown Yin-Yang Void Realm.

In wealth and expanse, it likely far surpassed this realm.

Remember: the Nine Great Xian Sects combined could produce only one Candidate Daozi per generation.

More than one was not impossible—but they simply could not afford it.

"Hahaha!"

"Foolish human slave!"

The Dark Heaven Emperor's Son instantly beamed with joy, laughing wildly, tears streaming: "At last, this Emperor's Son has waited! You fools—you truly thought I feared you? That I'd take you as servants?"

"Laughable!"

"Lowly human slave, defying your betters—your crime is unforgivable!"

"Cut them all down!"

He laughed heartily; with all eight Imperial Sons present, his heart was completely at ease, no longer worrying about anything.

The Underworld Heaven Imperial Son looked at the ten of them.

He wanted to savor their panicked expressions; such expressions were often encountered when subjugating the lowly races around, and every one of them brought much joy to his dull cultivation life.

He saw that the ten Dao Sons were very calm, simply looking at him.

"If it is only this, then you and I..."

The Heavenly Mechanism Dao Son whispered.

"The path beyond Void Refining might be opening."

An Tu Zi interjected.

"For the righteous way between realms, for the peace of hundreds of millions of human compatriots, to save our hundreds of millions of compatriots from peril."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

"Therefore..."

"Kill!"

The Heavenly Mechanism Dao Son shouted fiercely.

Boom!

Nine great realms, giant trees reaching the sky, Five Elements mountains flowing, various mystical turtles dwelling, heavenly mechanisms obscure, the Great Yin stars hanging high in the sky...

The realms of the nine Dao Sons merged together, extremely detailed, extremely exquisite, as if instantly becoming a real world covering hundreds of kilometers in all directions, crashing down upon the Underworld Heaven Imperial Son and the three thousand Imperial Clan Guards.

The nine Dao Sons joined hands, like a real world descending!

"This is..."

The Underworld Heaven Imperial Son's arrogant laughter vanished instantly, replaced by a terrified roar.

This power far exceeded that of the Shadow Demon Dao Son; it was not nine times, but dozens of times greater!

It was completely something on another level, even not an existence of the same rank!

In this instant, he was terrified beyond measure, but could do nothing; his thoughts froze, his magic power froze, even his divine soul froze for a moment, unable to move.

Clang!

Then, he heard a sword cry.

Unlike the cold Shadow Sword before, this sword light was majestic, domineering, scorching, destructive, magic-annihilating, and also far exceeded the flying sword of the Shadow Demon Dao Son.

It was completely not something of the same grade!

This sword light had been gathering strength for a long time, bolstered by Dai Sen's Sun Sword Domain, fired with full force by the super warship Great Sun, with one thousand and twenty-four Dai Sen Sun Beams added to it, reaching the utmost sublimation.

The sword had completely turned into light!

The nine Dao Sons,

The Great Sun Sword Son,

They had been gathering strength for a long time, suddenly transforming from calm to ferocious, and attacked together.

Such fortune had never been enjoyed by anyone in this realm, never had anyone had such an honor.

The Underworld Heaven Imperial Son received it.

This supreme honor was enjoyed by him.

The Underworld Heaven Imperial Son felt his divine soul go black.

He fell completely silent; no spirituality remained in his divine soul, the indestructible Vajra body lost its protection, his eyes held not a trace of spiritual light, and his body collapsed backward.

(End of this chapter)

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