Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 1231 - 743: Southern Continent Has Only One Southern Emperor
Chapter 1231: Chapter 743: Southern Continent Has Only One Southern Emperor
Roars did not receive any response.
The Southern Emperor’s body was scorched by Starfire and Celestial Flames, slowly devouring its essence. Finally, those sturdy arms began to tremble uncontrollably.
In front of it, the fiery red treasure carriage emitted a dragon’s roar like a great bell, the whole body blazing like a radiant sun, resembling a gigantic fireball.
Boom——
The Southern Emperor finally exhausted its strength and was fiercely knocked away by the Fire Dragon Chariot.
Its corpulent body ripped open with a horrifying gash, this top-tier Great Demon of the Great Nan Continent, now looked like a bloated, torn sack, rolling around several times before coming to a stop.
In the dead silent, empty white clouds, only the heavy breathing of the Southern Emperor remained.
"Haa... haa..."
Even in such circumstances, the young man still did not appear, continuing to quietly hide behind the flag formation, draining its resolve and strength.
Throughout its life, the Southern Emperor had encountered countless dangers. Before having its current power, it had even been hunted by powerful figures with far superior cultivation.
But never once had it felt such a dense sensation of crisis, completely unable to see any chance of victory.
It’s time to leave... otherwise, leaving will become impossible.
The Southern Emperor ceased its clumsy performance, slowly propping itself up, its breath clearly weakened to the extreme, barely able to withstand the erosion of Starfire and Celestial Flames, but its gaze became more resolute. It could no longer burst forth as before, so it stumbled forward step by step.
The roaring Fire Dragon Treasure Carriage would unexpectedly assault from the clouds, once again blasting this indigo-blue mass of flesh away.
But each time, the Southern Emperor managed to slowly climb back up.
It no longer uttered sarcastic remarks, to conserve even the slightest bit of strength, focusing straight ahead, with only the remaining four flickering stars in its eyes.
Finally, the Southern Emperor once again stood before a gigantic star.
It raised its arm weakly, then clenched its fingers tightly.
Bang!
Earlier, the Southern Emperor could shatter this star that far outmatched its size with just one palm, but now, it only caused a slight crack to appear.
In the blink of an eye, its fists started pounding like a violent storm.
The entire star crumbled bit by bit, soon collapsing by more than half.
At that moment, a Mystic Crow Bell appeared in the sky.
With a gentle shake, the deep bell sound carried the thick Tribulation Power, transforming the massive Treasure Bell into a surged Wang Yang, rushing furiously against the indigo-blue giant mass of flesh.
"Roar!"
The Southern Emperor exerted its legs forcefully, stabilizing its retreating figure, then step by step returned to the tattered star.
Its breath was raspy like a broken gong, its skin turned back to a sallow, flabby state, slightly trembling, clearly showing signs of exhaustion. But just before being crashed away by the Wang Yang again, it roared and raised its fist once more.
"Remember, I am——
"The Southern Emperor!"
Instantly, an explosive sound reverberated through the universe, the broken star finally shattered into sky-filling dust.
At the same time, the heavily damaged Nine Luminaries Banner finally lost its ability to support the Illusion Array.
The blanket of white clouds was swiftly pulled away by an invisible hand.
The Southern Emperor located amid the Wang Yang, resembling an immovable mountain or a wet, barbaric Fierce Beast, hunching its body, stared dead ahead.
In its sight, a roaring Fire Dragon Treasure Carriage was headed its way.
A six-armed Dharma Aspect, shimmering golden light, stood on the Treasure Carriage, charging forward unstoppable. Celestial Flames like red silk accompanied its six arms, and in the next moment, six Golden Fire Fist Peaks simultaneously pounded on the Southern Emperor’s heart!
Roar!
The Southern Emperor rolled and flew backward.
Upon landing, it lay on the ground, the gash on its chest and abdomen now encompassed its entire body.
Despite such grievous wounds, the mass of flesh started shaking gently as if laughing.
"I... have won..."
It cracked a grin, revealing a sinister and cold smile.
With effort, it slowly propped up its body, from prone to half-kneeling, then intended to stand completely.
Apparently, this Nine Luminaries Banner and Fire Dragon Treasure Carriage were the opponent’s entirety of tactics.
Next, now it would be this arrogant brat who’d fear sleeplessly.
"..."
In the courtyard of the Glazed Prefecture’s government office, Yan Lanting’s pupils slightly trembled.
The three Generals of Southern Defense witnessed firsthand the numerous tactics this Great Demon underwent from start to finish, yet now, it could still stand up.
Those notorious deeds recorded in ancient texts seemed to have come alive, manifesting as this mass of flesh before them, suffocating everyone.
At that moment, all three blinked simultaneously.
They saw a figure in a black robe swaying, the youth seemingly out of tricks, slowly walked onto the Southern Emperor’s head.
Suddenly, the Southern Emperor’s motion to stand up stopped.
"Roar——"
It let out a low, muffled roar but couldn’t raise its head: "You want to wrestle... against me?"
Shen Yi did not respond, only stood quietly with his hands hanging down.
However, the rippling of his robe became increasingly intense.
Veins bulged on his fair arms like dragons, soon extending to his neck.
Shen Yi slightly raised his head, tightly pursing his lips.
Behind him, the grand Bodhisattva Dharma Aspect raised an arm again, thrusting the Demon-Subduing Pestle, representing Fierce Tiger and Earth, into the Southern Emperor’s lower back like a dagger.
Amid thick howls, the wet beast’s figure suddenly elevated by a thousand feet.
