Chapter 395: Peerless Demeanor
The Divine King's bearing was as it had always been, white robes unstained by dust, black hair dancing lightly, his eyes deep as the ocean, possessing a peerless demeanor.
He walked forward step by step. The eleven Saint Lord-rank figures and two old monstrous prodigies involuntarily retreated, fear gripping each of their hearts.
The Peerless Divine King had been reborn, facing thirteen top-tier experts alone, yet he moved as if through an uninhabited land, cowing everyone present—a truly awe-inspiring might.
Some of the assembled overlords wanted to retreat, but the thought of the Divine City being sealed made their hearts sink. Perhaps only a last-ditch battle remained.
"Boom!"
The Divine King's aura surged abruptly. His snow-white robes fluttered, and around him, hundreds or even thousands of divine beams shot up, connecting to the sky.
Each beam was thick and massive, like pillars supporting the heavens, dazzling and brilliant, tearing through the night sky, piercing the clouds, making heaven and earth tremble.
This was the killing intent of the Peerless Divine King!
After four thousand years apart, his beloved had aged, a white cloth covering her corpse, solitary and bitterly sorrowful—this was his great anguish.
The Peerless Divine King was no sentimental child. He would not wail loudly, nor would he shed tears like rain, but his pain and grief cut even deeper, his heart filled with indescribable desolation that outsiders could hardly understand.
Killing intent spread, and the entire Divine City seemed to have entered the depths of winter. Countless falling leaves swirled, filled with a grim, murderous atmosphere.
"Boom!"
Jiang Taixu struck. In one step, he was before the eleven Saint Lord-rank figures. Around him, the towering beams of light transformed into peerless sword rays, all lashing out at once.
Battle Saint Art!
This was the first time the Divine King had displayed the Nine Secrets—the supreme offensive art, unmatched in lethality across the world. In that moment, everyone's face changed as they strained to resist.
The Divine King's black hair flew wildly, his eyes sharp as blades. With every move, tens of thousands of sword rays shot forth, turning the void into a honeycomb, completely pierced through.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
The eleven Great Powers and the two old monstrous prodigies were all enveloped by the sword rays. It was a soul-shaking deterrence, the Divine King's killing intent like a blade, surging in all directions.
"Hum!"
The void was torn open. Jiang Taixu's great hand reached out, transforming into the embodiment of the Dao, and forcibly seized a Saint Lord-rank figure in his grasp.
"This…"
The crowd was horrified. The Divine King's methods defied heaven. With a single secret art, he could capture even a Great Power, leaving them no chance to escape. This sent chills down everyone's spine.
"Divine King, forgive me…" The Saint Lord-rank figure trembled in fear. At this moment of life and death, he shouted with all his might, trying to explain.
"Pfft!"
But Jiang Taixu gave him no chance. Unmoved as an ancient well, his great hand pressed down with force. Blood splattered in midair, and a generation's overlord turned to ashes, leaving nothing behind.
"Boom!"
Heaven and earth seemed to boil. The Peerless Divine King unleashing the Battle Saint Art meant he was about to go on a killing spree! Everyone knew he had been the number one in combat power for five thousand years—once the Battle Art was unleashed, who could contend with it?
"Everyone, do you still want to live? If you don't want to die, strike with all your might!" an old monstrous prodigy roared.
No one could remain calm. The Divine King's wrath shook heaven and earth, his might terrifying beyond measure. He had already obliterated a Saint Lord-rank figure with ease. They had to burn their boats and fight to the death.
Because there was no way to escape the Divine City now. The Eternal Universe Furnace had sealed the ancient city, cutting it off from the outside world.
"Boom!"
A colossal white bone banner descended, towering like a mountain of bones, heavy and immense!
This was a weapon an old monstrous prodigy had refined his entire life, already interwoven with terrifying laws of heaven and earth—a heavy artifact of dreadful power.
"Bang!"
But facing the demon banner as massive as a bone mountain, Jiang Taixu remained fearless. He charged forward, punching toward the sky.
"Boom!"
At the same time, the others struck as well. Heavy artifacts interwoven with laws transformed into cosmic stars, pressing down.
Boundless pressure converged, forming a peerless killing intent that completely enveloped the Divine King.
The Divine King was unmatched. Lightning shot from his eyes, his black hair flying backward. He defied heaven, advancing without hesitation, never retreating.
"Thud!"
The Ancient Devouring Demon Jar vibrated lightly, emitting a chilling aura that blocked almost all the divine weapons in the sky.
The Divine King was invincible, his edge fully revealed, as if he had returned to four thousand years ago, spirited and unrivaled. On his fist, profound Dao seals appeared, mysterious and arcane.
"Boom!"
His awe-inspiring punch struck the mountain-like white bone banner directly. Heaven and earth shook, as if returning to an ancient battlefield, with countless armies clashing in a thunderous roar.
"Crack!"
The Battle Saint Art—its offensive power was unmatched in the world!
The Divine King's wrath made heaven and earth lose color. His fist, manifesting divine patterns, shattered the white bone banner high in the sky with a cracking sound.
Then, with a boom, it exploded completely, turning to powder. Light radiated everywhere, white bone fragments flying like a fireworks display.
"Ah…"
As Jiang Taixu destroyed the bone banner and closed in, the old monstrous prodigy screamed, blood streaming from his brow. He flew back like a scarecrow, nearly split in half by the Divine King.
"Clang!"
A large bell descended from the sky, but the Divine King slapped it, shattering it into pieces. The interwoven laws of order were instantly obliterated.
Everyone's hearts turned cold. These heavy artifacts, refined over years and imprinted with the Dao's marks, couldn't withstand a single blow from Jiang Taixu. How could they fight back?
"Don't worry! Jiang Taixu has just been reborn and can't fight for long. Drag it out until he's exhausted, and we can kill him!" another old monstrous prodigy shouted.
"Boom!"
The group converged, surrounding the Divine King. They began inscribing Dao patterns to seal him, while unleashing heavy artifacts to invoke the Dao, hoping to suppress him with the power of heaven and earth.
"Bang!"
But their plans were doomed. The Divine King was like a true dragon, unstoppable, easily piercing through the void. With the Battle Saint Art displayed, neither Dao patterns nor heavy artifacts could hold him back.
"Clang!"
Jiang Taixu seized a purple spear, shook it fiercely, and sent a descending ancient tower flying.
He stepped forward, using the enemy's own weapon to attack. Everyone struck at him, but they couldn't break through the protection of the Ancient Devouring Demon Jar.
The Divine King's eyes flashed like lightning. He locked onto his target and refused to let go, traversing the void until he caught up.
Though the others joined forces to block his pursuit of this Great Power, it was too late. No one could stop him.
"Ah…"
The Saint Lord-rank figure screamed, spitting out his primordial essence. When someone of this level fought desperately, it was terrifying—capable of destroying anything, forcing any expert to dodge.
Yet the Divine King's face remained cold and unchanged. With a flick of the purple spear point, "Boom!" he shattered the Great Power's primordial essence.
Moreover, the spear in the Divine King's hand contained the laws of heaven, sealing the Great Power in the void as if bound to a stake.
"Pfft!"
The Divine King shook the purple spear, piercing through the Saint Lord-rank figure, lifting him high. Then, with a violent tremor, "Bang!" blood rained down, and another great figure fell.
The others were terrified. This was a Saint Lord-rank figure—a top-tier expert of the world. Even in battle to the death, it was almost impossible for one to be skewered like this.
The Peerless Divine King's might was overwhelming, and with the protection of the Ancient Devouring Demon Jar, he was nearly invincible. By now, no one dared to approach.
At this moment, almost everyone wanted to flee, desperate to escape the Divine City.
"What do we do? The city is sealed—there's no retreat!"
The nine Saint Lord-rank figures and the two old monstrous prodigies were all chilled to the bone, utterly helpless.
Jiang Taixu stood with the spear, advancing step by step, his killing intent growing thicker. He didn't roar, didn't weep—only killing intent remained, determined to use these people's blood to honor Fairy Caiyun.
Finally, someone couldn't bear the Divine King's killing intent and fled into the distance, deserting the battle. Even if they couldn't escape the city, they'd rather not face Jiang Taixu, hoping to live a little longer.
"Boom!"
Heaven and earth shook. That person was sent flying back, and all the others were blocked as well, unable to leave.
"Divine King's Pure Land!"
"This is Jiang Taixu's divine phenomenon!"
…
Everyone's face turned pale. The Peerless Divine King had sealed this place with his divine phenomenon, clearly intending not to let a single person escape.
Though it was deep night, this place was now bright as day. Jiang Taixu displayed his divine phenomenon—the Divine King's Pure Land.
It was a beautiful pure land, with springs gurgling and flowers and grass in abundance, like a paradise. Yet now, it was filled with endless sorrow.
Flower petals drifted in the air, each stained with blood. The Divine King stood in the center of the pure land, holding Fairy Caiyun's corpse in one arm and the purple war spear in the other.
"Jiang Taixu, aren't you afraid we'll all die together?" an old monstrous prodigy shouted.
The Divine King didn't answer. Holding Caiyun with one hand and the spear with the other, he advanced step by step. Bloody flower petals swirled around him and Caiyun.
"This… what do we do? In the Divine King's Pure Land, Jiang Taixu is an absolute deity!"
"Divine King—he is the king of the Eastern Wasteland. He has surpassed his former peak. How can we fight?!"
Everyone in the pure land panicked. Now they couldn't even flee. In this divine phenomenon, Jiang Taixu was the absolute ruler.
"Let's all unleash our divine phenomena and shatter the Divine King's Pure Land!" an old monstrous prodigy roared.
"Boom!"
Various divine phenomena appeared—five-colored divine light shot up, seven-colored auspicious rays radiated everywhere—but it was all futile. The Divine King's Pure Land was unshakable.
Moreover, the Ancient Devouring Demon Jar floated within the pure land like an eternal wall of protection, nullifying the terrifying power of all the other phenomena.
"Caiyun…" The Divine King's eyes were filled with grief, but then he advanced with the spear, once again becoming the awe-inspiring figure.
"Clang!" "Crack!" "Zheng!"
In the pure land, everyone struck with all their might. Heavy artifacts interwoven with laws flew forward, along with countless supreme techniques, turning into dazzling light that rained down on the Divine King.
But none of it could change anything. The Divine King's Pure Land, combined with the Ancient Devouring Demon Jar, became the most solid and terrifying sacred ground.
"Hum!"
Wherever Jiang Taixu's divine spear pointed, the void trembled. No one could contend with him. He pierced a seven-story pagoda, turning it to dust.
Then, the purple war spear thrust forward. That Saint Lord-rank figure, despite his boundless magical power and myriad techniques, couldn't block this world-shaking strike!
"Pfft!"
Jiang Taixu pierced him through, holding Caiyun with one hand and lifting the spear with the other. He raised the figure high, then shattered him in the void.
"Boom!"
The Divine King didn't pause in the pure land. While skewering one Great Power, he stepped before an old monstrous prodigy in a single stride.
In this pure land of falling petals, he truly seemed like a god, omnipotent. With a single strike, the old monstrous prodigy's body nearly shattered.
The old monstrous prodigy roared, divine light shooting from his brow toward Jiang Taixu, but it was all in vain.
"Bang!"
The Divine King's strike turned all divine weapons to ash. Every secret art came to nothing, unable to delay him for even a moment.
"Pfft!"
The Divine King used the purple spear as a blade, cleaving down. The old monstrous prodigy was split in two, his ocean-like divine consciousness ground to ashes.
The last old monstrous prodigy was terrified. When he saw Jiang Taixu lock onto him, he abandoned all pretense and shouted, "Brother Taixu… don't kill me!"
"Hum!"
Jiang Taixu, holding Caiyun, stepped before him in an instant. The purple war spear pressed against his forehead, its tip flickering with purple light.
"Thud!"
The old monstrous prodigy fell to his knees, trembling. "Brother Taixu… spare me. Of those from our era, only you and I remain."