Chapter 1237: Remnant Light of Extinction
"Ah!!"
A terrified scream escaped Luo Changsheng as he was blasted away, flying several miles before crashing heavily to the ground.
Yun Che gritted his teeth tightly and chased after him, the Heaven-Defying Demon-Slaying Sword descending once more... But at that moment, Luo Changsheng suddenly lifted his head, his pupils still swirling with scattered fear, yet his hands managed to gather a trace of profound energy with great difficulty, meeting Yun Che's sword.
Boom!
With a heavy impact, Luo Changsheng was sent flying once again. The profound energy he had frantically mustered in his terror was perhaps less than a tenth of his full power, but it was still the strength of a Divine King. Yun Che was also flung backward, taking a long moment to stabilize himself.
He raised his head, and in his line of sight, Luo Changsheng slowly stood up, clutching his forehead with his right hand, a terrifying aura of violence coiled around him.
Between the fingers of his right hand, a trickle of crimson blood slowly seeped out.
"..." Yun Che stood frozen as if struck by lightning, motionless for a long time.
Luo Changsheng lowered his hand and stared at the blood on his palm. His arms trembled violently as he abruptly lifted his head, his eyes fixed on Yun Che with a dreadful ferocity: "Yun Che... You made me bleed... You actually wounded my Divine King body!"
"..." Yun Che showed no reaction, his heart and soul as if swallowed by an abyss.
The Dragon Soul Domain had shattered his mental defenses and profound energy defense, and that sword strike had landed directly on the head.
And yet... it had only left an insignificant wound on his head!?
But to Luo Changsheng, this wound was an immense humiliation. And a blow to the head would hardly result in only external injuries. As he stood up, his vision blurred, and he stumbled, nearly falling to the ground again.
Having become a Divine King, he had indulged in venting his resentment, believing he could thoroughly crush and trample Yun Che. No matter the crimson flames or the phantom dragon soul, they could never pose any further threat to him.
But now... he had been mentally shattered under Yun Che's dragon soul, wounded by him, and even exposed a moment of vulnerability.
He was a Divine King!!
"Yun Che, well done!" Luo Changsheng's gaze was as dark as a vengeful ghost. "Excellent, absolutely excellent. Tell me, how should I reward you!?"
A person already venting their hatred, now further enraged by humiliation, was undoubtedly extremely dangerous. A storm of energy surged around Luo Changsheng, and with a low roar, he finally charged directly at Yun Che for the first time, the aura he released no longer as restrained as before.
"Be careful!" Mu Bingyun and the others tightened their hearts.
Yun Che did not move, but a flash of azure light suddenly flickered in his eyes.
The dragon shadow reappeared, and another world-shaking dragon roar echoed across the Feng Shen Platform.
ROAR!!
The Dragon Soul Domain was unleashed for the second time.
Under the dragon's roar, the entire audience was stunned. Even the Divine Sovereigns and Divine Lords, who were not significantly affected, showed expressions of surprise.
"He can actually activate it a second time..." The Dragon Emperor murmured, his gaze toward Yun Che shifting slightly once more.
Activating the Dragon Soul Domain twice in quick succession would undoubtedly cause severe mental damage, but Yun Che no longer cared—because he had no other choice.
And since he had opened the Dragon Soul Domain a second time, there was no turning back.
The second Dragon Soul Domain was naturally not as powerful as the first, but it still caused Luo Changsheng's entire body to convulse violently, his mind plummeting into an abyss of fear, and the Divine King's profound energy he had just gathered collapsing like a tide. Yun Che leaped up, his body erupting with flames that shot straight into the sky.
Ten drops of Phoenix blood...
Nine drops of Golden Crow blood...
These had only just barely recovered in the Time Wheel Pearl after being forcibly ignited in the previous battle, and now he ignited them all at once in an instant.
The might of the Phoenix and Golden Crow, two divine spirits, layered over each other, the blazing inferno so bright that everyone was forced to squint. But this was not all—it was only the beginning.
A resolute light trembled in Yun Che's pupils, then transformed into two points of scarlet fire.
Evil God's Fifth Realm... Yama Emperor!!
BOOM!!
A terrifying profound light burst from Yun Che's body, redder and denser than blood. His entire body seemed to explode, splitting open a dozen spurting streams of blood. Accompanying this was a surge of energy that had increased by who knows how many times, a terrifying presence that instantly struck fear into everyone's hearts.
"It's... the same one as last time..." exclamations rippled through the audience stands.
The world before Yun Che's eyes was blood red. The power was so violent that it might tear his body apart in the next instant. The two consecutive activations of the Dragon Soul Domain had pushed his spirit to the brink of complete collapse.
Forcibly unleashing the Dragon Soul, forcibly igniting divine blood, forcibly activating the Yama Emperor... Behind Yun Che lay the boundless Yellow Springs, with no retreat left, not even half a step.
Because this was the only hope he could find...
In the blood-colored world, Yun Che's vision could no longer find Luo Changsheng's figure, but a will that refused to dissipate firmly locked onto his presence. He raised the Heaven-Defying Demon-Slaying Sword, and with a roar like a mad beast, brought it down.
In the previous battle, when he forcibly activated the Yama Emperor, Yun Che's condition was already extremely poor. His body and soul had immediately collapsed, and the desperate sword strike he had gambled on was completely out of control, failing to hit Luo Changsheng directly, only grazing him with its residual force.
This time, Yun Che's condition was far better than before. Although his body was cracking, he was not entirely out of control. Pouring all his strength, will, and final hope into one sword strike, he smashed it down at Luo Changsheng. The moment the Heaven-Defying Demon-Slaying Sword descended, Yun Che's arms split open, flesh and blood exposed, all meridians snapped.
Luo Changsheng's entire body trembled in fear. Amidst his paling pupils, a faint trace of clarity barely remained. His arms crossed in front of him at the last moment, a yellow profound light flickering...
BOOM!!
Luo Changsheng's raised arms and profound energy were instantly blasted apart. A blood-colored sword radiance struck him solidly, and in that moment, it was like a sky star exploding. Hundreds of feet of the Feng Shen Platform shattered violently, and a storm of profound energy, stained with blood, raged across the entire platform, refusing to subside for a long time.
"Waaaaaaaaaah!!"
A miserable scream mixed with the roar of profound energy, so wretched that it was hard to believe it came from a mighty Divine King. At the center of the Yama Emperor's power explosion, Luo Changsheng was like a withered leaf swept up by a hurricane, blasted far away—dozens of miles horizontally, miles into the sky—scattering a trail of bloody rain high above.
"Changsheng!" Luo Guxie cried out in shock, her face changing.
"Changsheng..." Luo Changchen also shot to his feet, his expression shifting dramatically.
The audience stands erupted in uproar, eyes and jaws dropping to the floor... Countless people rubbed their eyes simultaneously, unable to believe what was happening before them.
It had clearly been a total mismatch...
Luo Changsheng could block Yun Che's full-force attacks with one hand...
Luo Changsheng had become a powerful Divine King...
At Yun Che's level of power, even inflicting a minor wound on a true Divine King should have been extremely difficult!
But...
Yun Che had first suppressed Luo Changsheng with his dragon soul, then wounded him on the head with a single sword strike—already jaw-dropping. And now... they saw Luo Changsheng, a Divine King, bleeding and flying under Yun Che's sword...
"This is impossible..." Even Luo Guxie, a Supreme Divine Lord and the one most familiar with Luo Changsheng's current strength, had an expression of disbelief.
The Evil God's power was a Creation God's power beyond the level of true gods—how could mortals understand it?
But Yun Che himself was, after all, only a mortal.
Pouring his final conviction, even his life, into that sword strike, his world became complete chaos.
Clang!
The Heaven-Defying Demon-Slaying Sword slipped from his hand and crashed heavily to the ground.
Then, his body fell straight backward, collapsing onto the shattered floor.
Streams of blood rapidly flowed from the cracks splitting his body, and in the blink of an eye, a terrifying pool of blood had formed beneath him.
"What kind of power is that... to be able to severely wound a Divine King?" Yan Juehai said in a daze.
"Yun Che..." Mu Bingyun stood up, murmuring in a trance. The cost of this terrifying sword strike had already been clearly shown in the previous battle.
She watched Yun Che fall, watched his aura rapidly dissipate, watched the pool of blood beneath him grow wider and wider...
This was Yun Che's all-in sword strike, seeking only that faint, slim hope...
BOOM!!
The Feng Shen Platform was too vast; this strike ultimately could not blast Luo Changsheng off it. He flew far through the air, crashed heavily, tumbled over a dozen times, and finally lay still.
"..." Quhui Zunzhe furrowed his brow but said nothing.
Pass out... Please, pass out! Mu Bingyun's icy brows were tightly knit, using every bit of her will to silently shout.
But after only a few short breaths, her heart sank...
Because Luo Changsheng's arm pushed against the ground, and he stood up straight—his body coiled with a fury and killing intent so intense it bordered on mania.
Across his chest ran an extremely long and deep gash of blood, his sternum and ribs starkly visible in the bone-white flesh. His entire front was stained with blood, a shocking sight.
The muscles in Luo Changsheng's face twitched violently in pain. But even more intense than the pain was the humiliation and rage that threatened to consume all reason. His expression and gaze were frighteningly savage, like that of a mad beast wanting to devour all flesh and blood.
Though his wound looked horrifying, his aura was still the overwhelmingly powerful profound energy of a Divine King, with no noticeable weakening. On the contrary, the loss of control from his humiliated fury made his presence even more terrifying.
"Alas," Mu Bingyun closed her eyes softly: "It's over..."
"It's over..."
Outside the Feng Shen Platform, atop distant clouds, a small, delicate red figure hidden behind the clouds uttered the same soft murmur.
As Luo Changsheng stood up, that last shred of faint hope for Yun Che was utterly severed.
For him, the number one position on the Feng Shen Ranking... no longer held even a glimmer of possibility.
Yet, for some reason, she felt none of the relief she should have. Instead, a painful oppression filled her entire being.
I wanted him to seize the top spot to force him to leave in despair... Why did it come to this?
He lost, and I can legitimately avoid meeting him. But... can he even go back now?
At that time, although many had taken notice of him, if he had left, he would have been quickly forgotten.
But now, he has become too dazzling. To win, he didn't hesitate to expose many of his secrets. The consequence, without a doubt... has strongly attracted the attention of many top figures in the Eastern Divine Region.
This is not the outcome I wanted... Mo Li closed her eyes, her heart and soul murmuring bitterly.
Yun Che's entire body was severely injured, with hardly a spot unscathed. His aura had become faint and weak, perhaps unable even to stand. Although Luo Changsheng was also not lightly injured, it was nothing compared to Yun Che, and his aura remained terrifyingly powerful.
Everything had become an absolute certainty, with no other possibilities left.