Chapter 493: Executing Evil
"A mere petty trick, yet you dare bring it out to embarrass yourself."
With a single hand grasping at the void, dense black Demonic Qi condensed into a long sword; with one horizontal slash, the sword Qi, permeated with a grim, evil intent, sliced through the flowing light with ease.
However, before the Youhuan Mysterious Demon Emperor could sneer, a large five-colored net wrapped toward him, the five-colored radiance circulating within the net, endless and inexhaustible.
"Mo Yan Zhua!"
Narrowing his eyes slightly, the Youhuan Mysterious Demon Emperor did not retreat but advanced instead, curling his hands into claws; purple flames enveloped his hands, and as his sharp claws danced, the intersecting claw shadows tore through space, the endless flames burning the giant net to nothingness.
"What a waste of time."
Ignoring the giant net that had been burned into Xuwu, the Youhuan Mysterious Demon Emperor said disdainfully.
"Not bad!"
Xiao Han did not mind the other's contempt, his tone calm as his hands formed seals.
Immediately, under the astonished gaze of the Youhuan Mysterious Demon Emperor, a frost giant dragon tens of thousands of feet in size slowly emerged from behind Xiao Han.
"Cough, cough, cough~"
"Hmph, my Four Heavens Demon Prison is not so easily swallowed."
Only to see the dragon head opposite raise up, the dragon mouth open, facing the gloomy prison above.
The demon statue, scrambling to its feet, saw the spear array sparse as a curtain of rain in the space below and decisively thrust its heavy sword into the void behind it; its nimble body possessed extremely flexible hands, and dozens of hand seals were formed in a flash.
"Truly, the forest is vast, and all sorts of birds exist."
A heaven-shaking sound, yet at this moment, someone sighed in admiration nearby.
The crisis that struck again interrupted his musings; facing this dragon claw capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart, the Youhuan Mysterious Demon Emperor had no choice but to draw upon the Demonic Qi within his body, forcibly condensing a brand-new demon sword.
"What kind of Spirit Array is this exactly?"
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
If it had been nothing more than a man-eating fierce tiger just now, now, it truly possessed a few traces of the might of a divine dragon.
Two beams of light collided and separated in the void, exchanging over a thousand blows in a short time.
To lose an army of this scale for no reason—even though he was one of the top powerhouses within the Illusion Demon clan, he could not avoid a severe punishment.
With the demon statue as the center, the space for hundreds of thousands of feet in every direction was swallowed by Evil Qi, and a prison suddenly rose; within the prison, countless figures with powerful auras struggled.
Departed souls!
The long spear pierced out, the violent force driving the demon statue to fall backward.
Staring at the broken heavy sword in the hand of the Illusion Demon statue, the Youhuan Mysterious Demon Emperor was both shocked and furious; a single strike had damaged the demon statue he had refined for ten thousand years—what astonishing power.
Facing the sword Qi reeking of evil, the frost giant dragon merely flicked its tail, its hind limbs landing in the void; its massive body stood upright in a human-like manner, its forelimbs parted, and an ice-blue long spear condensed in its hand.
"Bang!"
"Boom!"
The ten-thousand-foot demon body fell heavily; the Youhuan Mysterious Demon Emperor could no longer care about getting up, subconsciously slapping his palm against the side, his body flying backward.
"Slash!"
The sound of sword humming echoed across the battlefield, the chaotic sword shadows gathering into one.
"First Layer, Four Heavens Demon Prison!"
The Youhuan Mysterious Demon Emperor's expression turned ugly, and without hesitation, he summoned a ten-thousand-foot giant statue permeated with endless demonic shadows.
"Boom!"
"Overestimating yourself, brat."
As the words fell, a violent explosion suddenly erupted from within the frost giant dragon's body, clusters of ice-blue mist blooming outside the dragon's torso.
"Swallow!"
As the words fell, a spear thrust out!
A heavy sword was danced by the Youhuan Mysterious Demon Emperor until it was impenetrable; following the movement of the heavy sword, streams of sword Qi sprayed out.
The development of events did not exceed his expectations; the severed body of the frost giant dragon quickly turned into endless ice and snow and dissipated, and what followed was...
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Just as the Youhuan Mysterious Demon Emperor was calculating how to deal with the opponent before him who had caused him such great trouble, five streams of light came head-on, their speed so fast that the latter could not even react in time.
The huge dragon tail whipped down like a lash, the heavy sword held horizontally before him.
"Heavenly Dipper Demon-Subduing Array, you are the first of the Evil Clan to be caught by it."
The sword Qi was mixed with obscure wails; if one felt carefully, one would be horrified to discover that this so-called sword Qi was composed of countless vengeful spirits.
"I actually encountered the methods of the Soul Hall again."
"..."
Suddenly, the Illusion Demon Emperor's expression shifted, and the demon statue abruptly fell toward its side.
"Boom!"
Touching and separating once more, the two figures, one blue and one white, stood far apart, the demon statue placing its heavy sword behind it, watching the frost giant dragon opposite that had remained motionless for a long time with vigilance.
"Eighth Layer, Demon Sword Heart-Devouring!"
Seeing this, the giant dragon stopped, its pupils flickering with colors of doubt and contemplation.
Toying with souls, driving departed souls to fight—how similar it was to a certain faction from the past.
Scattering the last of the sword Qi, the frost giant dragon pointed the spear tip at the demon statue, the entire dragon unhurried and composed.
The only plan now was...
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
"It seems I have the slight upper hand this time."
"Demon Sword Slays Heaven!"
Finally, the spear formation ceased, and the white shadows in the prison visibly increased.
Since the start of the battle, it was the first time Xiao Han the Demon Emperor had heard words spoken from the dragon's mouth.
At the moment the demon statue turned sideways, the blue spear shadow pierced through space and penetrated the demon statue's arm.
An irresistible suction force suddenly erupted from the dragon's mouth; under that power, even the seemingly indestructible pitch-black prison was transformed into a white vortex and sucked back into the dragon's head.
"Clang!"
"Hum!"
Ling Yan's tone was indifferent, yet the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Thousands of sword shadows emerged from in front of the demon statue, flickering with a soul-captivating radiance.
"Mo Hun Si Chong Jian!"
At this moment, the Frost Giant Dragon had already arrived, its two dragon claws flashing with icy, blinding light and murderous intent, striking down toward the demon statue's head.
Regarding this, Xiao Han the Demon Emperor was calm and unhurried; instead, he watched coldly from the side until the prison had completely vanished, then mocked aloud.
"Illusion Demon Statue!"
After a series of muffled sounds, Xiao Han the Demon Emperor was imprisoned on the spot, unable to move, his eyes wide open, staring in utter bewilderment at the figure wrapped in ice armor slowly walking toward him.
Xiao Han's figure quietly merged into the massive dragon head, and that pair of lifeless dragon pupils suddenly became vivid; the undisguised killing intent made the Mysterious Demon Emperor stiffen, and he involuntarily became serious.
Accompanied by the demon statue's movements, the giant sword behind it swung, colliding with the incoming dragon claws.
Ling Yan was puzzled; the earlier Nine Heavens Prison had actually given him a faint sense of unease.
Purple flames rose from the heavy sword; the heavy demon statue was surprisingly swift at this moment, its figure flashing and disappearing, only to reappear again as the heavy sword descended and slashed, the scorching demon flames melting the Frost Giant Dragon's tough scales and splitting the giant dragon in two.
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"Boom!"
The demon statue's figure flew backward for a thousand zhang, causing the void to slightly distort.
Giving him no opportunity to think further, the Frost Giant Dragon circled and dove toward the Mysterious Demon Emperor; wherever it passed, even space showed signs of being frozen.
Those figures within the prison did not seem to be condensed from pure energy, but rather seemed more like...
"Fourth Layer, Demon Flame Severing Soul!"
After the battle just now, Xiao Han the Demon Emperor already understood that his intention to quickly take down his opponent was somewhat unrealistic.
"Boom!"
The demon statue stood upright, its left leg dragged slightly backward, and then, the giant sword slashed down.
Under the shocked gaze of the Demon Emperor, the Frost Giant Dragon held an ice-blue spear, parrying, deflecting, or thrusting, strolling leisurely through the network of sword Qi...
The next instant, another spear was nailed into the position the demon body had just vacated.
He did not know what kind of sacred entity the Soul Hall mentioned by the opponent was, only that the aura on the opposite side had changed, becoming even more terrifying.
"Hm?!"
With a dashing motion of sheathing his sword, the Demon Emperor said disdainfully that this one sword alone was enough to severely injure the opponent.
But he was even clearer that if he took too long to break free, his subordinates outside would risk total annihilation.
As the spear formation fell, dense white hands reached out from within the prison to grasp the spears and shatter them, while at the same time, the sharp spear tips pierced through countless white shadows.
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