Chapter 1782: The Divine Tiger Suppresses Yin and Yang

And when the Great Demon King Ming Hou used himself as a mirror to channel the power of the "Black Sun" onto the Great Demon Kings scattered across Outer Shenzhou, the pressure bearing down on the Li Tianwangs of this side instantly skyrocketed.

Originally, in terms of overall strength and numbers, the Outer Shenzhou side already held a slight disadvantage.

Now that the Great Demon Kings had received this empowerment, that disadvantage was suddenly stretched even wider.

But even though the pressure had doubled, not a single one of Outer Shenzhou's Li Tianwangs retreated, for they all understood that though Outer Shenzhou was vast, there was nowhere for them to fall back to.

One step back, and it would be the juniors of their sects and clans behind them.

Therefore, at this moment, every Outer Shenzhou Li Li Tianwang unhesitatingly activated numerous Mi Fa that would damage their own foundations, pouring out everything they had to hold back wave after wave of frenzied attacks from the Dark World's Great Demon Kings.

At the moment of despair, there is only one choice—to throw one's life in the way.

And among these battlefields, the nine Divine Fruit battlefields were the most critical of all.

Thunderfire Outer Shenzhou—the heavens and earth here were perpetually filled with thunder and fire, with towering, magnificent volcanic mountain ranges stretching across every corner of Outer Shenzhou, magma and flames constantly erupting to forge countless wondrous sights.

At this moment, a streak of flowing light fell from the sky, plunging into the magma mountain range; the terrifying shockwave leveled a million miles of mountains into flat ground, transforming the area into a sea of magma and fire.

Within the magma, a human figure rose to its feet.

It was Wang Taixi.

He gazed at the raging magma ocean, opened his mouth, and drew in a powerful breath—only to see the rolling magma swallowed whole into his belly in a single gulp.

Having drained the magma ocean dry, Wang Taixi raised his head to look at the void ahead, where a figure radiating the might of a Demon God slowly walked out; its face was extraordinarily bizarre—half male, the other half as alluringly beautiful as a woman.

As if Yin and Yang had merged into one body.

It was none other than the Yin-Yang Great Demon King, one of the ten Divine Fruit Great Demon Kings of the Dark World.

"A mere Li Li Tianwang whose foundation is damaged and has already fallen from the Divine Fruit realm dares to fight me? Truly not knowing life from death!" At this moment, the Yin-Yang Great Demon King's feminine face spoke with a smiling tone.

"You are called Wang Taixi, yes? One of the former Six Sons of Wuxiang. In my inherited memories, there is your face."

"Back then, you followed that Sect Master into our Dark World and once slayed a Divine Fruit Great Demon King, but you were gravely wounded in the process and jointly cut down by other Great Demon Kings of our Dark World. I never imagined that someone who died tens of thousands of years ago could still appear today."

"But the current you no longer carries the majesty of those days."

Listening to the Yin-Yang Great Demon King's voice shifting between male and female in that eerie cadence, Wang Taixi's expression remained utterly calm—after all, as someone who had perished so many years ago, how could he be swayed by such so-called taunts?

Just as the Yin-Yang Great Demon King had said, the current him was no longer the Divine Fruit Li Li Tianwang of his peak.

In the earlier exchanges between the two sides, he had already been at a disadvantage; and now that the Yin-Yang Great Demon King had received the "Black Sun" empowerment, its power surging, naturally the advantage in its favor grew even greater.

But so what?

Not a ripple stirred in Wang Taixi's eyes. He merely cast one more glance at the ever-changing Outer Shenzhou realm, then said calmly, "Since your inherited memories contain my face, then tell me—do you know how I slew that Divine Fruit Great Demon King back then?"

The smile on the Yin-Yang Great Demon King's bizarre half-male, half-female face faltered slightly.

But before it could speak, a tremendous commotion suddenly erupted in this stretch of heaven and earth—the ground was torn apart, and one after another, lava volcanoes thrust up from the earth, with countless blazing magma erupting forth, as if shrouding the very firmament.

The lava coalesced, transforming into a colossal scroll of magma.

Within the scroll, a Divine Tiger radiating an overwhelming aura of baleful savagery strode forward; upon its back it bore ten thousand volcanoes spewing thick smoke, and each step it took caused the heavens and earth to tremble.

"This is the 'Divine Tiger Mountain-Bearing Demon-Subjugation Scroll,' derived with the Sect Master's aid. Back then, that Divine Fruit Great Demon King of your Dark World had its Divine Fruit gravely wounded by this very art of mine," Wang Taixi said lightly.

The Yin-Yang Great Demon King's eyes turned cold and sinister. A black-and-white Yin-Yang demonic ring manifested around its body, and the power of the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit rank surging upon it ground all the world's energy into nothingness.

"What Divine Tiger? A sick tiger, nothing more—no trace of its former baleful might," the Yin-Yang Great Demon King said with chilling cold.

Though the Divine Tiger bearing ten thousand volcanoes within the Demon-Subjugation Scroll still radiated terrifying ferocity—even drawing some serious attention from the Yin-Yang Great Demon King—to think it could slay the latter with this alone was nothing but a fool's dream.

After all, the current Wang Taixi was no longer what he once was.

What he had been able to do back then, he might not necessarily be able to do now.

Wang Taixi looked up at the Divine Tiger that bore volcanoes on its back and stepped out from the scroll, a faint smile surfacing on his face as he said, "Yes, the current me is no longer the me of back then."

"However, a freak like you has ultimately still underestimated the resolve for death that dwells in the breast of a man already long dead."

Wang Taixi stepped forward, walking toward that Divine Tiger, and said with a smile, "Brother Tiger, please lend me your aid."

The Divine Tiger looked down at Wang Taixi's figure, and in its tiger eyes there seemed to flow a swirl of complex emotions. The next moment, it bared its fearsome fangs and bit down.

Half of Wang Taixi's body was crushed between its jaws; flesh and blood were ground between the fangs, and fresh blood imbued with vast rank-power dripped from the tiger's mouth. Where the blood fell upon the earth, it instantly transformed into towering volcanoes.

Wang Taixi was... feeding himself to the tiger!

Wang Taixi gazed at the world-shaking baleful might once again furiously surging up from the Divine Tiger's body, a look of gratification surfacing in his eyes. In this moment, he seemed to see his own former peak.

Back then, he had followed the Sect Master, rampaging through the Dark World, slaughtering without end.

Slaughtering until countless Great Demon Kings of the Dark World trembled at the mere mention of his name.

But now, the Wuxiang Holy Sect had already vanished into the river of time, and the Sect Master had also fallen—so what was there left for him to cling to in this world?

Therefore, in this final moment, if he could use this already-dead body to contribute one more measure of strength to Outer Shenzhou, it would be a death well spent—even though he knew that dying again this time meant there was absolutely no possibility of revival.

After all, his physical body could no longer be preserved.

"Haha, to die is enough—how glorious."

"Juniors of the later generation, I take the first step ahead. May the realm of Outer Shenzhou endure forever, never to perish."

Wang Taixi's half-ruined body let out a great laugh, then took one step forward of his own accord. The Divine Tiger's massive maw lunged to bite, swallowing the rest of his body whole in a single gulp.

In the heavens and earth, a tide of energy surged and churned, sweeping mightily into every corner of the world.

The world's energy trembled, as if weeping and wailing in grief.

That was the complete fall of a Divine Fruit Li Li Tianwang.

And after devouring Wang Taixi's flesh and blood, the baleful aura radiating from that Divine Tiger bearing countless volcanoes had grown to an utterly terrifying intensity.

At this moment, even the Yin-Yang Great Demon King's countenance changed drastically.

"What a madman."

The Yin-Yang Great Demon King was somewhat irritated—it had not expected Wang Taixi to be so crazily reckless. He was a supreme Divine Fruit Li Li Tianwang, after all; such a realm, whether in the Dark World or Outer Shenzhou, made one a sovereign.

Although the Yin-Yang Great Demon King had held the upper hand in their earlier clashes, it could not utterly defeat Wang Taixi in a short span of time—after all, a Li Li Tianwang's life force was far too terrifying; to grind it away was no work of a single day or night.

Clearly, Wang Taixi could have kept dragging things out.

Yet this madman had suddenly chosen to "feed himself to the tiger."

This was clearly meant to drag it down to die together.

Even if it didn't die, it would be grievously wounded and sealed away.

And while the Yin-Yang Great Demon King was enraged, a sudden chill swept over its entire body. When it raised its head, it saw the colossal Divine Tiger — a pair of blood-red tiger eyes, carrying a suffocating aura of baleful savagery and slaughter, locking onto it.

At this moment, the Divine Tiger carried Wang Taixi's will from the moment before his death, and was bound to fight it to the bitter end.

Facing the Divine Tiger in such a state, even the Yin-Yang Great Demon King felt a thick surge of heart-pounding dread and icy cold.

Boom!

And the next instant, the Divine Tiger pounced forth. In that fleeting moment, it seemed as if the entire heavens and earth were shrinking, with only the Divine Tiger growing infinitely vast.

A crack appeared between the Yin-Yang Great Demon King's brows, and within it a black-and-white divine fruit roared madly, unleashing the divine fruit's fire, sweeping toward the Divine Tiger.

But the Divine Tiger paid no heed to the scorching of that divine flame. Countless volcanoes on its back thundered in unison and erupted, vast rank-power surging, causing the heaven and earth energies of this Thunder Fire Outer Shenzhou to grow scorching and violent.

In the end, beneath countless gazes of shock, the Divine Tiger's body covered the Yin-Yang Great Demon King.

The Yin-Yang Great Demon King let out a furious roar, and the divine fruit erupted with tremendous might, attempting to break free.

But the Divine Tiger did not move in the slightest. In the end, when it descended, it transformed into a magnificent mountain range stretching for tens of millions of li, shaped like a giant tiger crouching, cutting across Thunder Fire Outer Shenzhou.

And that Yin-Yang Great Demon King was suppressed beneath this mountain range.

With this, this Thunder Fire Outer Shenzhou was the first to reach its conclusion.

Wang Taixi, fallen.

Yin-Yang Great Demon King, suppressed.