Chapter 1738: Ninth-Grade Unparalleled, the Path of Invincibility!

When the giant shadow that Li Luo had transformed into sat upon the Unparalleled Divine Throne, overlooking the battlefield that stretched a million li like a deity, every being within this vast expanse—whether of the Outer Shenzhou alliance or the alien army—felt a terrifying pressure, deep as an abyss, heavy as a prison, hanging in the air above, chilling the heart.

Under such pressure, even the peak Three-Crown Kings on both sides who were locked in fierce magical combat were affected to some degree.

The Celestial Dragon that Zhen Linshuang had transformed into raised its purple-gold dragon pupils, its gaze shocked as it stared at the towering figure reflected in the void.

"A single strike actually slew three Calamity Demon Kings! Is the Ninth-Grade Unparalleled truly this terrifying?!"

Zhen Linshuang's heart trembled, and at the same time a thick, complicated expression surfaced. She knew that less than a year ago, when she first met Li Luo, his strength was still inferior to hers, but now, having successfully stepped into the Ninth-Grade Unparalleled, Li Luo had already begun to exert an extremely intense pressure upon her.

Each of those three Calamity Demon Kings possessed strength no less than her own. If it had been her going up against them, even pouring out all her strength she could only have stalled one, and as for defeating them, that would have required paying an extremely terrible price.

Yet now, they had been directly suppressed and slain on the spot by Li Luo using the "Unparalleled Divine Throne."

Such a feat of power brought an unimaginable shock to Zhen Linshuang, whose temperament had always been proud.

The Ninth-Grade Unparalleled truly lives up to its name as the Path of Invincibility!

Under the surging impact of such emotions, Zhen Linshuang's heart even couldn't help but wander for a moment—if the current Li Luo were to force her to call him "Master" again, perhaps deep down inside, she wouldn't resist too much, would she?

The moment such an inexplicable thought surged up, it filled Zhen Linshuang's heart with shame and vexation.

Zhen Linshuang, oh Zhen Linshuang, you truly are shameless. You, the dignified Dragon Clan Chieftain, how could you possibly submit to a human and call him Master? Are you trying to throw away all face for the Dragon Clan?!

But then again, Li Luo carries an extremely pure and dense Celestial Dragon bloodline within him, so in a certain sense, he could also be considered part of the Celestial Dragon clan...

And after stepping into the Ninth-Grade Unparalleled, Li Luo's bloodline and physical body would reach an extremely powerful realm. If he were willing to lend his seed and leave her with an heir, producing a truly perfect Celestial Dragon descendant, then calling out "Master" once wouldn't be entirely out of the question.

After all, this would be for the future prosperity of the Dragon Clan.

At this thought, the sense of shame in Zhen Linshuang's heart instantly diminished.

The Dragon Clan, after all, worships strength; morality and dignity come second.

Boom!

But before she could think further, the void ahead exploded with a roar. A fist of evil-thought origin, like a black meteor, slammed brutally into her massive body, shattering large swaths of her extremely tough dragon scales.

"You seek death!"

Zhen Linshuang erupted in fury, her dragon pupils glaring viciously at the Mad Calamity Demon King striding through the void ahead. The next instant, she spewed forth destructive dragon breath, and her claws, like divine weapons, tore through the heavens as she charged into a frenzied slaughter against her foe.

Jiang Jiang Qinge fanned twelve wings of sacred light. The light origin that swept out from within her surged like a blazing great sun, burning away the countless "illusions" that sprang up in the void as if they were real.

Her saintly, flawless cheeks were unusually calm. During this period of clashing with the Illusion Calamity Demon King, the enemy had stirred her inner emotions, conjuring up countless layers of lifelike Huan Jing.

These Huan Jing were terrifyingly dangerous; even a Three-Crown King who fell into them would struggle to tell real from false, and would sink within, unable to awaken.

But unfortunately, these Huan Jing had almost no effect on Jiang Jiang Qinge whatsoever.

Because at her brow, the "Rank Divine Tree" swayed gently, transforming the light origin within her into wisps of sacred Rank Divine Light—and this light-origin Rank Divine Light was the perfect weapon for shattering Huan Jing.

Rank Divine Light was condensed from the power of Rank. In terms of tier, this power was already above origin power. And if the power of Rank was vast enough, it could further be refined into "Rank Sacred Inscriptions"—the very mighty means Li Luo had used to slay the Calamity Demon Kings.

However, Jiang Jiang Qinge could not yet achieve this step at present, unless she too, like Lü Taiyi, sacrificed her own resonance and life.

If the situation reached its final desperate strait, Jiang Jiang Qinge would do so without hesitation, but for now, Li Luo's timely appearance had already begun to turn the tide.

Jiang Jiang Qinge tilted her head slightly, her gaze fixing on Li Luo's towering figure in the distant void. He sat upon the Divine Throne, overlooking the world like a deity, which made her lose herself for a moment, before a gentle, smiling warmth surfaced in her beautiful eyes.

That empty-resonance youth from the South Wind Academy back then had now taken a step ahead of her into the Ninth-Grade Unparalleled, becoming the undisputed number one being in these ten Outer Shenzhou at this very moment.

He was the savior in the eyes of countless living beings.

"Li Luo, I told you long ago that your talent is no less than any prodigy through the ages, including me..." Jiang Jiang Qinge murmured within her heart.

All those years ago, everyone said her radiance was too strong—so strong it made Li Luo seem dim by comparison, and even felt that the engagement had been a slight to her. Yet only she had always believed...

That empty-resonance youth would one day command the awe and worship of the world.

Jiang Jiang Qinge gathered her thoughts, a fierce glint gradually surfacing in her beautiful eyes. She raised the Sacred Phoenix Umbrella in her hand, sacred Rank Divine Light flowing at its tip, and slashed it fiercely down at the void ahead.

Layer upon layer of Huan Jing shattered abruptly. From the deepest part of the illusion, a figure was illuminated and revealed—a bizarre figure whose face was constantly shifting, transforming into countless different visages.

This was the true body of the Illusion Calamity Demon King.

The next instant, Jiang Jiang Qinge's figure transformed into sacred light, descending like a goddess. Rank Divine Light, like a blade that cleaved the heavens, launched an assault directly against the Illusion Calamity Demon King.

Qi Huang stared at Li Luo's towering figure, and on his resolute, heroic face, a relieved smile appeared. Li Luo's strike had carried the momentum of a thunderbolt; the landscape of the decisive battle had now been altered.

"Calamity Demon King, I told you before—the reason the living beings of our Outer Shenzhou have survived until now without ever being wiped out is that at the moment of crisis, there will always be someone who steps forward." Qi Huang turned his head, his gaze falling upon a figure radiating towering slaughter origin within the vast sea of blood, and said with a faint smile.

"With Li Luo, who has stepped into the Ninth-Grade Unparalleled, guarding the gate, the Withering-Flourishing Resonance and your Dark World have no fate with each other."

Facing Qi Huang's words, a gloomy expression surfaced on the Slaughter Calamity Demon King's face. After all, Li Luo's breakthrough to the Ninth-Grade Unparalleled truly qualified him to erase the massive advantage the Dark World had originally possessed.

Clang!

The blood-red "Nine-Pupil Blade" in the Slaughter Calamity Demon King's hand slowly rose, and the vast slaughter origin caused this stretch of void to turn the color of blood.

"Qi Huang, do not underestimate the foundation of my Dark World. The Ninth-Grade Unparalleled does not necessarily mean victory!"

"Moreover, Calamity Demon Kings are not so easy to slay."

It spoke in a low voice. The nine blood-red pupils on the blood blade in its hand erupted with dazzling bloodlight—bloodlight that was domineering and likewise contained powerful power of Rank.

At the same time, across this battlefield, vast slaughter origin actually rose up, transforming into endless surging blood qi that rushed forth, ultimately being absorbed by the blood blade in the Slaughter Calamity Demon King's hand.

But what truly caused Qi Huang's expression to change was not the slaughter origin bred within this battlefield, but rather the void behind the Slaughter Calamity Demon King suddenly rupturing, from which three blurry, twisted light-shrouded figures emerged, carrying evil-thought origin.

The evil-thought origin radiating from those three twisted light figures was unmistakably that of the three Calamity Demon Kings Li Luo had slain earlier!

Only now, they had lost all vitality, retaining only the most primitive origin residue.

The evil-thought origin transformed from the three Calamity Demon Kings was ultimately devoured entirely by the blood blade in the Slaughter Calamity Demon King's hand. The next instant, the Slaughter Calamity Demon King let out an earth-shattering, piercing shriek.

The evil-thought origin power within its body, at this moment, climbed at an extremely frenzied speed, rising steadily.

Faintly, it was actually advancing toward a tier comparable to the Ninth-Grade Unparalleled.

Before the Sky-Supporting Bulwark.

Li Luo, seated upon the Unparalleled Divine Throne, raised his head at this moment, his gaze—containing divine light within—cast toward the space where Qi Huang and the Slaughter Calamity Demon King were clashing.

"No wonder when I slew those three Calamity Demon Kings earlier, something felt off. It turns out a core origin had escaped—no, not escaped, but was forcibly seized away by some kind of power."

Li Luo murmured to himself. His strike earlier had indeed carried the momentum of a thunderbolt, enough to slay Calamity Demon Kings, but at the final moment, the keen perception granted by the Ninth-Grade Unparalleled still allowed him to detect certain anomalies.

And seeing the sudden change on the Slaughter Calamity Demon King's side now, it was likely those three cores of origin that had been seized away.

"It's the blood blade in its hand. There should be a hidden technique from the Great Demon King of the Dark World embedded within it."

Li Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, a chilling killing intent surging within them. It wants to absorb the essence of slaughter from the battlefield and the core essence of the other Sin Demon Kings, so it can advance to the Unparalleled Ninth Rank?

Too bad—he reached this realm one step ahead. How could he give the Sin Demon King time to evolve?

At this thought, in the void before Li Luo, majestic and overwhelming rank-power gathered, transforming into a colossal finger like a mountain upholding the heavens. The finger was ancient, its whorls seeming to have been formed at the dawn of creation, and rank-divine light flowed at its tip like a scorching sun rising in the east.

Then, it directly crushed through layer upon layer of void, descending to suppress and slay the Sin Demon King.

You want to evolve? Then I'll crush you first!

Boom!

The colossal finger formed of rank-power crushed through the void with an unstoppable momentum. However, just as it was about to engulf the Sin Demon King, a sudden change occurred.

Deep within the void, a massive spatial vortex took shape.

A pitch-black bamboo staff probed out from within, lightly striking the colossal finger formed of rank-power.

At the moment of collision, no thunderous roar rang out, no storm of energy ravaged—only two terrifyingly extreme forces silently eroded each other, causing the heavens and earth to change color.

In the end, both forces annihilated each other simultaneously.

This scene caused countless Alliance powerhouses across a battlefield spanning millions of miles to suddenly change color.

Li Luo's attack... was actually blocked?!

Who in the world is this?!

Li Luo on the Divine Throne also grew Solemn at this moment. His gaze fixed on the depths of the spatial vortex as a terrifying pressure surged forth like a tide.

The faint sound of footsteps also rang out in response.

After several breaths, a figure walked out from within, standing at the horizon above the Great Star Plains.

And when Li Luo saw the figure that had appeared, his pupils abruptly constricted, an expression of disbelief surfacing on his face.

Because it was a young woman holding a black bamboo staff.

Li Luo parted his lips with some difficulty, and a hoarse voice slowly sounded.

"Cousin Li Lingjing?"