Chapter 316: Your Trump Cards Are Exhausted—Time to Depart

Chapter 316: Your Trump Cards Are Exhausted—Time to Depart

Ao Sheng's expression changed in an instant.

From the gray sword energy unleashed by Qi Tian, he felt an overwhelming threat—

A threat of death!

"How could this be… Impossible."

"A Divine Transformation cultivator… Why do I sense an omen of death from a mere Nascent Soul stage practitioner?"

Ao Sheng muttered to himself, unable to believe his own eyes.

If even Ao Sheng was shaken, the reaction of the other demons was even more extreme.

In that instant, they were so terrified that they didn't dare to move.

The demon clans controlling the Wave-Cleaving Battle Platforms lost strength in their legs, collapsing on the spot.

Some were so frightened that they fell straight into the sea with a splash.

Yet, they didn't even dare to struggle in the water and simply allowed themselves to sink deeper into the depths.

In contrast, the cultivators and mortals of Jade Sea City did not experience the same level of fear.

After all, the sword strike was not directed at them.

However, experts like Murong Yue, He Tianchou, and Mei Haihe immediately sensed how extraordinary this attack was.

Too immense.

Too powerful.

Even though it wasn't aimed at them, the mere sight of it stung their eyes.

Before their vision, the world lost all color, leaving only the towering hundred-zhang-long gray sword energy.

"What exactly is Shen Mo's cultivation level?" Murong Yue's beautiful eyes gleamed as she gazed at Shen Mo's back.

A single answer surfaced in her mind.

But she didn't dare to believe it.

That answer was nearly impossible.

Compared to Ao Sheng, Yuan Kong was slightly more perceptive.

He saw the towering hundred-zhang-long gray sword energy and faintly sensed the strange power surrounding Shen Mo.

His instincts reacted at once.

He roared at Ao Sheng, "Dodge! He has already reached the Divine Transformation stage! You can't block this attack!"

But his warning came too late.

The moment the words left his mouth, the hundred-zhang sword energy was already upon them.

It slashed straight at the white flood dragon hovering in the sky.

Ao Sheng's heart sank.

He knew he had no chance to evade.

Left with no other choice, he resolved to make a final stand.

To block it at all costs!

"Bloodline Art—Great Dragon Transformation!"

Ao Sheng's scales bristled, and a surge of blood essence spurted from his mouth and nose, coating his entire body.

His size began to expand as if inflated.

In mere moments, he had swelled to a hundred zhang, barely matching the gray sword energy.

At this moment, he was like a colossal dragon condensed from blood energy!

"A Divine Transformation cultivator—so this is your true strength."

"Come then! Let's see who is stronger—me, the prince of the Flood Dragon Clan, or you, the newly ascended Divine Transformation cultivator!"

Ao Sheng roared skyward, his furious bellow echoing across the Eastern Sea, Jade Sea City, and even the distant Dragon Snake Mountain.

The next moment, the gray sword energy clashed with the blood-energy dragon.

The crimson energy never had a chance to dominate.

In an instant, it was crushed beneath the gray power.

It only took a moment.

The colors of heaven and earth vanished entirely.

Only an endless expanse of gray remained.

"No… No! I am the second prince of the Flood Dragon Palace! You wouldn't dare kill me! You wouldn't—!"

Ao Sheng's panicked voice rang out from the sky.

The gray sword energy did not hesitate. It streaked forward in a flash.

The blood-energy dragon was severed at the waist.

It was cut in two, its life force extinguished on the spot.

After slaying the blood-energy dragon, only one of the three gray sword energies had been expended.

The remaining two slashed straight down toward the sea.

Boom!

One sword energy descended—

The sea split apart in an instant.

The pitch-black ocean floor was revealed.

The Wave-Cleaving Battle Platform, forged from deep-sea metal and once thought to be indestructible, shattered instantly under this strike.

The remaining platforms, though spared immediate destruction, tottered and cracked apart bit by bit beneath the churning waves.

The demons upon them plunged into the water one after another.

The aquatic demons fared better—they could at least swim.

But the land-based demons suffered terribly.

The moment they fell into the sea, they flailed helplessly like drowning fowl.

And with their spirits already broken by fear, they didn't even attempt to swim—

One by one, they drowned.

The last gray sword energy hurtled toward the largest of the Wave-Cleaving Battle Platforms—

Aimed straight at the fourth prince of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom—Yuan Kong!

Yuan Kong's eyes widened in horror.

He did not hesitate for even a moment.

He immediately activated his bloodline art.

Before him, a fifty-zhang-tall blood-energy giant ape materialized, wielding a towering tree as its weapon.

Here's the translation with the requested name changes:

Then, he turned and ran.

With a swift dive, he plunged straight into the sea.

His goal was clear—

The Flood Dragon Palace.

As long as he could escape to the Flood Dragon Palace, the King of the Eastern Sea would protect him!

But before Yuan Kong could flee more than a few steps—

The blood-energy giant ape was slashed apart by the gray sword energy.

The giant ape exploded into a mist of blood, dissipating into the sky and earth.

Yet, the gray sword energy was barely weakened.

It still pursued like a death god, slashing straight toward Yuan Kong's back.

A chill ran down Yuan Kong's spine.

He could not comprehend how Shen Mo, having just stepped into the Divine Transformation stage, could already be this powerful.

This was not normal for a human cultivator!

This man… Could he have been possessed by a demon clan?!

"Father, save me!"

Yuan Kong, utterly terrified, instinctively threw out a treasure.

It was a fragment of golden armor.

The moment he tossed it, the fragment instantly transformed into a towering phantom clad in heavy golden armor, wielding a massive weapon.

The entire figure was covered in thick golden plating, leaving only a pair of blood-red eyes exposed.

The moment Shen Mo saw this phantom, he immediately recognized it—

The Demon Emperor Gu Ming!

However, this was merely a life-saving trump card left for the prince through some secret technique.

As expected—

The phantom of Gu Ming raised its right hand to block the incoming gray sword energy.

Boom!

Gray clashed with gold.

The forces intertwined, collided, and quickly annihilated each other.

The phantom of Gu Ming was shattered in midair.

The golden armor fragment cracked apart into countless pieces.

At the same time, the gray sword energy finally dissipated, having exhausted its power.

The ever-present death omen that had gripped Yuan Kong's heart vanished completely at that moment.

He let out a breath of relief.

But he did not stop moving.

Instead, he increased his speed and lunged toward the sea.

"I didn't say you could run."

A cold voice rang out from behind him—

Like a final judgment from the King of Hell.

In the next instant, Shen Mo moved like a storm of wind and thunder.

He crossed thousands of zhang in a single breath, appearing less than a hundred zhang behind Yuan Kong.

The strongest movement technique of the Nine-Turn Pill Dao Sect—

Heaven-Stepping Phantom Step!

Yuan Kong's eyes widened in shock.

Disbelief filled his gaze.

Fast.

Too fast.

What kind of terrifying speed was this?

When had Shen Mo acquired such a terrifying movement technique?

He had investigated Shen Mo thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned.

He had ensured he knew everything about his enemy.

Why had he never heard of this?

"Your trump cards are exhausted. It's time to depart."

Shen Mo looked down at Yuan Kong from above.

His entire being surged with energy as a powerful blood aura erupted from his body.

In his right palm, a weapon suddenly materialized—

Neither bone nor wood, over a zhang long—

A spear.

Though the spear had never slain a living being, blood endlessly oozed from its tip.

If one listened closely, one could hear the wails and anguished cries surrounding it.

As if it had once suppressed countless infernal demons!

Yuan Kong caught sight of the weapon from the corner of his eye—

His pupils shrank in horror.

"How do you know my father's techni—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Shen Mo's right arm tensed, muscles coiling with explosive force as he hurled the spear.

Divine Elephant Hell-Suppressing Force, First Layer—Soul-Destroying, Life-Reaping Blood Spear!

Ssshh!

The blood spear was in Shen Mo's grasp one moment—

And the next, it had already pierced straight through Yuan Kong's heart!

Soul-Destroying—

Erasing the soul.

Life-Reaping—

Seizing all life!

With a single strike, Yuan Kong's breath vanished completely.

Like a broken rag doll, he plummeted into the sea.

Blood gushed in torrents from his heart.

Within moments, the surrounding waters were dyed crimson, spreading for dozens of zhang in every direction!

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