Chapter 552: Ye Lin Battles the Demon Lord

Ye Lin was so terrified his face turned deathly pale, and he retreated step after step.

He never would have imagined that the Demon Realm's supreme combatant, the Demon Lord, was actually a closeted gay man!

Demon Lord: "..."

The Demon Lord had no intention of offering a defense; he knew very well that such things only became more chaotic the more one explained them.

A faint aura of killing intent slowly emerged from the Demon Lord's body, growing increasingly powerful.

When that killing intent first began, it was like a murmuring stream, but it gradually intensified until it was comparable to raging waves.

The other living beings of the human and demon races could hardly withstand this bone-chilling killing intent and could not help but retreat repeatedly.

If they did not retreat, they would be directly crushed to death by this terrifying killing intent emanating from the Demon Lord!

Facing this killing intent, the surging Qi and blood in Ye Lin's body erupted into the sky, accompanied by a resonant, impassioned dragon's roar!

Behind Ye Lin, a massive black dragon seemed to rise and fall, forcefully holding up a patch of heaven and earth for him.

A large bronze cauldron appeared in Ye Lin's hands, which he swung around as a weapon.

Wherever the cauldron passed, space collapsed inch by inch.

"A year ago, I might have feared you, but it's hard to say now. Since I became a Job Changer, I have never been defeated in a battle between those of the same rank!"

A powerful sense of self-confidence surged from Ye Lin.

This was his confidence as a Forbidden Spellcaster.

In a battle of the same rank, forbidden spells are invincible!

"It's just the Divine Domain Realm; it's not like I haven't killed one before."

The Demon Lord did not say much more, and the plain, unadorned demon sword in his hand slashed directly toward Ye Lin!

A magnificent sword radiance cleaved this heaven and earth open, as if it could pierce through the endless river of time to slay a person.

The crowd watching from afar was so frightened their faces turned deathly pale.

They had a premonition that if the Demon Lord's sword were aimed at them, they would likely be unable to escape death no matter how far they fled to the ends of the earth!

This mysterious Demon Lord's combat power was simply too terrifying.

Ye Lin's Qi and blood surged throughout his body; his physical form, bolstered by the Dragon Bloodline, had long since reached an indescribably formidable level.

He swung the Bronze Dragon Pulse Cauldron, driving it to its absolute limit.

A giant azure dragon swept toward the sword radiance.

The collision between the two was like two meteors crashing together; the surrounding space collapsed instantly, revealing the pitch-black, boundless void.

Clearly, this heaven and earth could not withstand the energy fluctuations of their battle.

Accompanied by a deafening roar, both the azure dragon and the sword radiance were annihilated and vanished.

The Demon Lord stood motionless, while the Bronze Dragon Pulse Cauldron returned to Ye Lin's hands, though a deep sword mark had appeared on the body of the cauldron.

In that last exchange, it was clearly Ye Lin who had suffered a loss.

Ye Lin's pupils shrank sharply; only by truly fighting the Demon Lord could one understand just how terrifying this fellow was.

He had previously overestimated that Seventh Divine Marquis, Po Gui.

Although that fellow was also in the Divine Domain Realm, compared to the Demon Lord, Po Gui was clearly a grade lower.

"That cauldron is not bad."

The Demon Lord raised his sword once more.

"A cauldron capable of refining destiny—if given enough time and opportunity, it might not be impossible for it to become an existence comparable to an Origin Ancient Artifact. It is a pity, however, that this cauldron will be destroyed today."

As soon as the words fell, the sword radiance struck again.

Ye Lin knew very well that the Demon Lord was not joking.

If he continued to use the Bronze Dragon Pulse Cauldron to deal with the Demon Lord, this nine-star divine artifact would be completely ruined by him.

Ye Lin put away the Bronze Dragon Pulse Cauldron, and the power of Dragon Transformation instantly covered his entire body; the black dragon scales shimmered with a metallic luster, indestructible.

At this moment, Ye Lin was like a true dragon awakening from its slumber.

He threw out an incomparably domineering dragon punch, the force of which poured out like a vast ocean.

This was the first time he had used the power of Dragon Transformation since devouring that dragon corpse, and his physical strength had now reached an unfathomable level.

The figures of Ye Lin and the Demon Lord brushed past each other.

The energy fluctuations generated by the collision of fist and sword annihilated all buildings and living beings within a hundred-mile radius.

Pfft!

A fine line of blood suddenly appeared on Ye Lin's body, running from his shoulder down to his abdomen.

The next second, Ye Lin's entire body was split in two, cruelly slashed by the sword in the Demon Lord's hand, blood spraying everywhere.

Everyone of the human race was terrified to the point of deathly paleness at this moment.

Could it be that Ye Lin was going to lose?

If Ye Lin were defeated and killed, there would be no one left in the human race capable of dealing with such a terrifying existence as the Demon Lord.

What awaited the human race would be the ruthless slaughter of the demon race.

Only the faces of human leaders like Zhuge Yi and Ji Wubing remained devoid of any panicked expression.

They were very well aware that Ye Lin possessed an immortal body.

Ye Lin had not taken this injury to heart initially, but just as he intended to activate the Law of Immortality to repair his body, he was surprised to discover that countless wisps of demonic energy were weaving through his wounds like maggots.

The Demon Lord's power was actually preventing his body from healing!

"If you think that you can stand in an invincible position by relying on an immortal body, then you are gravely mistaken."

"When the enemy knows you have an immortal body and has made preparations, there are too many ways to restrict it!"

Terrifying demonic energy shrouded the Demon Lord, and that set of demon armor emitted a hair-raising aura.

He raised that terrifying sword in his hand once more, clearly intending to use this opportunity to force Ye Lin into a dead end and secure victory.

Ye Lin fled, simultaneously doing his utmost to begin refining the power the Demon Lord had left in his body.

The Demon Lord wanted to pursue, but at this moment, Ye Lin suddenly raised his hand, and the Human Emperor Flag appeared in his grasp.

Millions of soul bodies, led by Ban Muming, swept toward the Demon Lord, intending to block his path.

The dense mass of soul bodies blotted out the sky and sun, submerging the Demon Lord's figure.

Ye Lin took the opportunity to purge all of the Demon Lord's power from his body, and at the same time, he activated his immortal body to the limit, instantly repairing his body that had been cut in two.

A magnificent sword radiance slashed out, and all the soul bodies were annihilated.

After slaying all the soul bodies, that sword radiance did not lose its momentum and headed straight for the Human Emperor Flag!

It was clear that the Demon Lord wanted to cut weeds and eliminate the roots, destroying the Human Emperor Flag along with him!

Ye Lin naturally would not sit idly by; he raised his hand, and a giant wall rose into the air.

"Forbidden Spell: Wall of Sighs!"

The thick, black wall blocked the path of the sword radiance, but it was sliced into two halves.

However, the sword radiance was slowed down by half a beat because of it.

Ye Lin clenched his fist again and threw a violent punch!

Bang!

The sword radiance was directly blasted apart by the punch, while Ye Lin's fist was also whittled down to a pile of white bone by the incomparably sharp sword Qi.

"Use your Divine Domain, otherwise you are no match for me."

The Demon Lord held his sword, looking down at Ye Lin from above, like a living demon god.

"No rush."

The corners of Ye Lin's mouth curled up slightly.

"Compared to defeating you, I am more interested in knowing who you really are."

"Hmm?"

The Demon Lord was stunned for a moment, and in the next second, countless cracks appeared silently on his mask!

Just as he had slashed Ye Lin with his sword, Ye Lin's fist force had also landed upon his mask.

Crack, crack, crack.

Accompanied by a series of shattering sounds, countless spiderweb-like cracks spread across the Demon Lord's mask, and then the entire mask shattered with a bang!