Chapter 656: Slaying the True Demon King
Screech!
A razor‑sharp eagle cry tore through heaven and earth, its piercing demonic sound turning tangible as it swept outward, carving countless deep scars into the ground below.
An overwhelming pressure spread across the land. Under that oppressive might, not to mention the ordinary Anti‑Yuan Alliance experts, even some Reincarnation Wheel experts could not help but have their expressions drastically change.
"So this is the power of someone who has passed a first Samsara Tribulation…"
Veterans like Ying Xuanzhi and Mo Jian stared solemnly at the colossal figure, their voices tinged with shock.
Even with their past lofty status, they had rarely faced Samsara‑level experts, much less one who had endured a Samsara Tribulation. To witness such power firsthand left them deeply shaken.
Not far away, Lin Dong and his two brothers and Zhou Tong's trio also turned their gazes toward the scene, surprise flickering in their eyes.
The six of them combined were already hard‑pressed to deal with a single ordinary Demon King, yet Lin Langtian had actually forced a Tribulation‑level Demon King into such a state alone.
As expected, Lin Langtian had not let them down.
While everyone was reeling, waves of demonic qi raged wildly, making the heavens themselves tremble.
"Damn you… die!"
"Heavenly Demon Hawk's Furious Cry!"
The Demon Hawk King's savage beak opened wide. The world dimmed at once as his gaping maw turned into a howling vortex. Terrifying demonic qi surged out like a raging sea and then condensed into an earth‑shaking hawk's cry.
The instant the cry rang out, it turned solid. The rolling demonic sound condensed into a roaring black demonic hawk, its indescribable demonic might scattering the crimson flames pouring off Lin Langtian's body.
That sonic hawk possessed enough power to heavily wound even a Samsara expert.
The heavens and earth quaked under its cry.
Once the colossal demonic hawk took shape, it flicked its massive body and tore open the void as it hurtled toward Lin Langtian, its charge so fearsome that the world itself seemed on the verge of being crushed.
Lin Langtian watched the oncoming sonic hawk with a calm expression. His hands flashed through seals as the crimson sea of fire beneath his feet rose and began to rapidly condense.
Above, the sky filled with scarlet flames. Within them, a titanic shadow slowly emerged—the form of a crimson giant bird whose wings seemed broad enough to brush the clouds themselves as its long cry shook the world.
"What kind of demonic beast is that?!"
Some Anti‑Yuan Alliance experts looked up at the sky in shock. None of them had ever heard of such a terrifying giant bird.
At that moment, Lin Langtian vaulted upward, landing atop the giant bird's massive head. He stomped down lightly.
A clear, ringing cry echoed across the heavens. The crimson giant bird opened its beak, and an endless sea of crimson fire surged outward.
The blazing tide swept through the sky, and the void itself shattered in its wake. The extreme heat it carried made the entire world feel parched as even the ambient yuan power began to boil.
Screech!
Just then, a crystalline cry rang out. The crimson flames rapidly gathered, condensing into a firefinch no more than a zhang tall.
With a flap of its wings, the little finch sliced through the sky in a streak of flame.
Under countless watching eyes, it slammed straight into the demonic hawk, whose body spanned several thousand zhang.
Before that colossal demonic hawk, the scarlet firefinch was as insignificant as an ant.
Yet the result of their clash left everyone utterly speechless.
At the moment of impact, the firefinch turned into a streak of pure flame that tore through the demonic hawk's defenses in an instant and then bored straight through its body.
Scarlet flames erupted from within the demonic hawk. That terrifying fire burned with such fury that the vast construct of demonic sound was reduced to nothing in a heartbeat.
A shrill scream burst from the Demon Hawk King's throat, his enraged roar shaking the air. "Damn it, what kind of flame is this?!"
Ordinary fire had long since ceased to be a threat to someone of his level. Yet this scarlet blaze clung to him like heavenly punishment—endless and devastating.
In another corner of the battlefield, Flame Master noticed the crimson flames around Lin Langtian and narrowed his eyes, a trace of astonishment in them.
As one of the Eight Ancient Masters and bearer of the Flame Ancestral Symbol, Flame Master was unrivaled in his comprehension of fire across the Xuan Domain Continent.
Yet even he was shocked by the might of that crimson fire. Its rank seemed to surpass even that of his Flame Ancestral Symbol.
Lin Langtian remained unmoved, his sleeve flicking outward. Ten streaks of crimson flame shot forth, weaving together like roaring fire serpents as they bore down on the Demon Hawk King, each carrying a power that could make even a Samsara expert's heart tremble.
The Demon Hawk King retreated furiously, his black‑gold wings flaring as countless black feathers shot forward. They quickly assembled into a series of massive feathered demonic shields.
Sizzle!
The fire serpents smashed in with unstoppable force, shredding shield after shield before finally slamming into the Demon Hawk King's enormous body.
Bang!
His huge frame burst apart as flesh and blood flew in every direction, only to be reduced to ash the instant they fell. Agonized howls rang through the air.
Amid the screams, fear finally crept into the Demon Hawk King's voice.
The Lin Langtian before him was only at the ordinary Samsara level, yet his fighting power was enough to make even a Tribulation‑level Demon King's heart pound.
The Demon Hawk King's gaze flickered wildly. He clenched his teeth, preparing to flee. With Four Kings Hall present, he had no doubt that the latter would not stand idly by.
But just as he moved, Lin Langtian, who had been watching him intently, instantly sensed his intent.
You've come all this way. Leave your life behind.
Lin Langtian sat down cross‑legged, closing his eyes. Inside his qi sea, the vast black Suppressing Demon Tower began to tremble.
"Aunt Ling, I'll be borrowing your strength again!"
His shout echoed inward, and a torrent of power surged forth in response.
Boom!
At the same moment, as the Demon Hawk King attempted to flee, a sudden sense of crisis made him snap his head up.
The clouds overhead split apart as a giant tower shot forth, hurtling down from the sky to swallow him in a single, unstoppable motion.
"Damn it, what is this place?!"
Inside the Suppressing Demon Tower, the Demon Hawk King looked around the ancient, silent interior, fear flashing across his eyes as he shouted furiously.
Space rippled nearby, and Lin Langtian's figure slowly emerged. His calm gaze fixed on the Demon Hawk King.
"This…" he said blandly, "is where you'll be buried."
"Damn you, how dare you speak to this king like that? I serve under Lord Four Kings Hall—you think you can humiliate me at will?" Rage flickered in the Demon Hawk King's eyes, briefly masking his panic.
"If you don't believe me, you can test it yourself."
Lin Langtian's voice was icy. As soon as he finished speaking, his hands flew through a series of seals.
Rumble!
The giant tower shuddered as eight demonic statues slowly emerged from the walls. Their vicious, feral visages filled the tower with murderous intent the moment they appeared.
The Demon Hawk King's wary expression suddenly changed. From those statues, he could sense faint traces of demonic might.
"These statues… were refined from the bodies of Demon Kings?!"
His pupils shrank. The lingering demonic might was on par with his own—and one of them even surpassed him.
That meant all of these statues had once been king‑ranked Otherworldly Demons.
As the Demon Hawk King reeled, Lin Langtian drew a deep breath. Vast yuan power erupted from his body like a roaring flood.
The nearly tangible torrent of power filled the entire interior of the tower.
With Aunt Ling's power bolstering him, Lin Langtian no longer needed any external support to fully unleash the true might of the "Eight Desolate Heavenly Demons."
Boom!
Under his massive infusion of power, the eight statues slowly pushed themselves free of the tower walls.
One by one, they broke loose, landing heavily on the floor. Eight demonic god‑like figures stood tall within the Suppressing Demon Tower, a peerless, savage aura rolling off them in waves.
Swoosh!
At Lin Langtian's mental command, the eight statues shot forward together, charging straight at the Demon Hawk King.
His expression hardened. Forced to react, he lashed out with a palm, demonic light surging to meet the eight statues head‑on.
Bang!
The clash unleashed a terrifying shockwave. The Demon Hawk King shuddered and was flung backward, hammering into the tower wall and leaving a deep crater.
"A good chance."
Lin Langtian's eyes flashed. His hands moved rapidly, activating the Eight Desolate Heavenly Demons' most fearsome killing move without hesitation.
"Heavenly Fiend Suppressing Demon Light!"
All eight demonic statues raised their fingers, locking onto the Demon Hawk King. In the next instant, eight jet‑black beams erupted outward.
The beams were several times more powerful than they had been before. As they streaked toward him, the Demon Hawk King's face contorted in horror.
He could clearly sense the terrifying danger contained in this attack. A suffocating sense of death enveloped him.
"Damn it, so this brat had such a trump card!"
He cursed bitterly, hands flying through seals as demonic light poured from his body.
"If you want to kill this king, it won't be that easy!"
"Demonic Hawk Wings!"
Sinister black qi spewed forth and condensed above him into a massive black demonic hawk, which folded into a pair of vast, spreading wings that wrapped protectively around him.
Boom!
The black beams tore through space like meteorites across the sky and slammed into the demonic wings with staggering force.
The unleashed energy rippled violently through the tower. The entire structure shook as the interior space was reduced to chaos.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Deafening shockwaves rolled through the confined space again and again, the pressure so intense that even the Suppressing Demon Tower trembled.
The Eight Desolate Heavenly Demons' power had been fully unleashed. With Aunt Ling's strength added on, this diminished form of one of the Thirty‑Six Peerless Divine Powers truly inspired despair.
Under this tide of power, the demonic wings could do nothing but retreat, piece by piece. The Demon Hawk King's furious roars rang out over and over like those of a trapped beast.
"Die!"
Cold killing intent blazed in Lin Langtian's eyes as he hurled a punch into the air. Above, the eight demonic statues opened their mouths again, spitting out another eight black beams that hurtled straight at the Demon Hawk King.
The beams ripped through space, carrying unimaginable destructive force as they crashed down upon the already‑crumbling demonic wings.
Bang!
The moment they hit, an earth‑shaking explosion rocked the interior of the tower.
The twin demonic wings shattered almost instantly, the black miasma dissolving at a breathtaking speed.
With the wings gone, the Demon Hawk King was fully exposed to the Eight Desolate Heavenly Demons' onslaught.
"Ah!"
As the beams approached, the Demon Hawk King's eyes filled with pure terror.
"THIS KING REFUSES TO DIE HERE!"
His roar rang with bitter unwillingness, but Lin Langtian ignored him.
The eight beams swept mercilessly onward, slamming into his body.
Thud!
In an instant, his body shattered, billowing waves of demonic qi bursting outward and trying to scatter and flee.
Sizzle!
Before the escaping qi could disperse, the eight demonic statues simultaneously opened their jaws, devouring every last wisp of it.
As a Demon King who had endured a Samsara Tribulation, the Demon Hawk King's demonic qi was especially potent. To the Eight Desolate Heavenly Demons, it was an unparalleled tonic.
"Ahhh, you lowly human… how dare you erase this king… remember this—one day, my race will trample this entire plane beneath our feet, and you will live as slaves for all eternity!"
The Demon Hawk King's dying shrieks echoed in the tower, steeped in venomous hatred and curses as his demonic qi was consumed.
"This king is not resigned to this!"
"Not resigned!"
But no matter how he raged, his aura continued to fade away until it finally vanished completely.
Outside the Suppressing Demon Tower, Four Kings Hall, sensing something, suddenly turned to stare at it, shock flashing across his face.
"The Demon Hawk King's aura… is gone!"
(END CHAPTER)
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