Chapter 539

【379】 The Demon Lord was unstoppable, defeating Wang Da Dong and the others!

At this moment, Wang Da Dong was frantically boosting his combat index, continuously channeling it toward Xia Tian.

Seeing this, the Demon Lord sneered.

"Little brats, hiding here? You're quite good at it!" With that, he feigned great suffering.

Facing this deranged and mentally unstable Demon Lord, Xia Tian, just regaining consciousness, stopped Wang Da Dong from continuing to heal him.

He turned to the pretending-in-pain Demon Lord, sensing his immense power, and felt utterly speechless. Had he not been injured, he would have crushed the Demon Lord beneath his feet.

But now, his injuries were not healed, his combat power not fully restored—he was no match for this monster.

Yet surrendering without resistance was not Xia Tian's style.

"Tie Ke Wu Ji!"

A white guitar appeared in his hands, and he began playing the Song of the Soul.

Though his combat power had only reached 46,000 points, with Tie Ke Wu Ji, he could still fight the Demon Lord—provided his body could endure it.

The Xia family heard the familiar sound and perked up: "Wu Ji Battle Sound! Xia Tian has recovered! We won't die!"

"The Ultimate Iron Man, plus that powerful Tie Ke Wu Ji—even with combat power dropped to 46,000 points, you still make me struggle. You've proven sufficient strength. Fine, I'm done playing with you."

Immediately, the Demon Lord unleashed a Demon Saber.

Black demonic energy clashed violently with the green Wu Ji Battle Sound; a gale erupted, thunder rolled.

"The Ultimate Iron Man, truly deserving of the name—even wounded, you can still stand against me. You've earned enough merit. Enough. I'm done." The Demon Lord praised.

Then, the Demon Lord increased the power of The power of abilities.

Instantly, Xia Tian's injuries worsened instead of healing; blood trickled from his lips, his Wu Ji Battle Sound weakened, and he was on the verge of being crushed by the black demonic energy.

Lei Ting, seeing this, panicked as if her heart were burning; she instantly unleashed over ten thousand combat points, condensed a bolt of lightning in her hand, and attacked the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord paid no attention, flicking his hand lightly—the lightning vanished into thin air.

With a casual slap of his left hand, Lei Ting was flung backward like a cannonball.

"Overestimating yourself!" the Demon Lord sneered.

Wang Da Dong, seeing his girlfriend injured by the Demon Lord, burned with rage, wanting to tear the Demon Lord apart and devour him.

But his physical strength was utterly drained; he couldn't muster even a fraction of power, not even enough to walk to Lei Ting's side.

"Enough, this is boring. I'm done. Xia Tian, goodbye!" The Demon Lord spoke, then amplified his power.

The Wu Ji Battle Sound was utterly shattered by the Demon Saber; Xia Tian spat blood profusely, knelt half-dead on the ground, and could no longer hold his personal weapon, Ghost Dragon Pick.

The Demon Lord looked at the fallen Xia Tian and laughed triumphantly.

"Even the Ultimate Iron Man ends up like this? Hahaha! Fine, no one's coming to save you." He slammed a fist into Xia Tian's back; Xia Tian's eyes rolled back and he lost consciousness.

Fortunately, Tie Ke Wu Ji protected him, preserving his life—but his injuries worsened.

Wang Da Dong, seeing Xia Tian and Lei Ting fallen nearby, glared at the Demon Lord.

"Damn it! You dared injure those I care about? Die!" He pulled out the Dragon Pattern Ao, pouring his last three thousand combat points into a charge toward the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord's attention shifted to Wang Da Dong; he temporarily abandoned Xia Tian and regarded Wang Da Dong with keen interest.

With a mere flick of his hand, he nullified Wang Da Dong's insignificant attack.

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"Good. Your spirit is admirable. You're worthy to be my subordinate. But now, lie down properly." He slammed another fist into Wang Da Dong's back.

Watching the powerless Wang Da Dong, the Demon Lord held a syringe filled with black liquid, approached him, and left with a chilling laugh.

"Demon, what are you doing?"

Even as a reckless fool, Wang Da Dong felt uneasy seeing that thing.

"Nothing. Just giving you some liquid. No pain at all."

"Damn it! Get away!" Wang Da Dong shouted angrily.

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"So tedious. I give you something, you just accept it. So much talk." The Demon Lord, annoyed, seized Wang Da Dong and injected him with the Transformation Demon Liquid.

Lei Ting, watching anxiously, screamed at the Demon Lord in fury.

"What did you do to him?"

"I'm making him stronger. From now on, he won't recognize you—he'll obey only me!" The Demon Lord laughed loudly.

"Why?" Lei Ting cried desperately.

"The Transformation Demon Liquid will turn him into one of us from the Demon Realm. I love watching you power-wielders suffer and turn against each other!"

"So don't worry—I won't kill you. You must live. Your life? When the time comes, Wang Da Dong will take it. Hahaha!"

Transformation Demon Liquid description: "Rapidly converts a power-wielder into a Demon Realm power-wielder. If mixed with the caster's blood, the transformed individual becomes eternally loyal to the blood master. The Transformation Demon Liquid also enhances the controlled one's strength."

"You're despicable!" Lei Ting raged.

With her injuries still raw, she mustered her strength once more, gathering lightning to attack the Demon Lord.

【380】 No chance—The Shuo Jin Master appeared and scared off the Demon Lord!

The Demon Lord smiled.

"I said you'd live, so I'll spare you. But for your insolence, let you know what pain truly is!" He swiftly slapped Lei Ting on the head.

Lei Ting's eyes went vacant; she collapsed beside Wang Da Dong, unconscious.

After finishing everything, the Demon Lord turned to look at Xia Tian beside him.

"You're too troublesome to subdue. If I could control you to harm those you care about, it'd be fascinating! But… since you're like this, you must die."

He unleashed the Demon Saber, aiming to kill Xia Tian while he was still weakened.

Just as Xia Tian's life hung by a thread, a blazing white light erupted from the Dragon Pattern Ao beside "740" Wang Da Dong, scattering the black demonic energy meant to kill Xia Tian.

"Who's grown tired of life? Show yourself!" the Demon Lord roared.

Time rewinds.

While the Demon Lord was mocking Lei Ting and Xia Tian, the blood Wang Da Dong spat out was fully absorbed by the Dragon Pattern Cauldron, which underwent a great transformation, as if awakening something terrifying.

After the Demon Lord finished his mocking words, a spectral shadow emerged from the Dragon Pattern Cauldron; terrifyingly, this shadow's combat power reached eighty thousand points.

Demon Realm.

A massive man, horns sprouting from his head like a Western demon, suddenly opened his eyes, and at once an evil, terrifying aura filled the entire Demon Realm, as if on the brink of world destruction.

This man was precisely Diabolo of the Demon Realm; he spoke one sentence.

"Indeed, you're not as simple as you seem! Things just got more interesting!" Then he sat back down.

Xia Family.

Seeing the spectral shadow, the Demon Lord trembled as he spoke.

"You! You! The Shuojin User? How! How could it be? The Shuojin User vanished many years ago—you're fake!"

"If Diabolo is still alive, why should I die?" As he spoke, his aura also spread outward.

Instantly, all demonic creatures in the entire Demon Realm froze, unable to move.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in the Demon Lord's mind: Diabolo, the Demon Sovereign, had sensed the Shuojin User's presence and ordered them to return.

Then, a black force appeared out of nowhere, colliding with the Shuojin User; at once, the demonic creatures of the Demon Realm regained consciousness.

The Xuanji Demon Lord below, who had been preparing to take advantage of the chaos to kill several high-ranking righteous energy users, was about to strike—when a powerful aura slammed into him, nearly scaring his soul out of his body.

In a flash, he unleashed all his energy at full power and vanished through a spatial rift with a swift whoosh.

The Demon Lord, too, fled the Xia Family at top speed with his subordinates, instantly teleporting into a spatial rift.

After the Demon Lord fled with his tail between his legs, the crisis at the Xia Family was temporarily lifted.

Watching the Iron Dimension free from Demon Realm invasion, the ruins left by war and the heavy hearts of its people remained unresolved for a long time.

"Ah!" The Shuojin User let out a soft sigh.

"Now that everyone's revealed, I might as well help this post-war dimension."

Immediately, a vast, gentle force surged from his body and flowed toward the Xia Family.

In an instant, the injuries suffered by all members of the Xia Family began healing at an astonishing rate.

How far had this reached?

Xia Tian's severe internal injuries were also rapidly mending—faster than the healing Wang Da Dong had provided by transferring his power.

The Xia Family members sensed the gentle force aiding their healing, and each wore expressions of relief.

After a long while...

Seeing that everyone's injuries were mostly healed, the Shuojin User ceased releasing his power.

After healing everyone, the Shuojin User's figure grew dim, as if he would vanish in the blink of an eye.