Translated by: Novellise
"Emong cannot be killed?"
When Lu Yuan heard this, he found it hard to believe.
He thought that the Fearsome Demon King was exaggerating.
It was common knowledge that once a person was killed, they would die.
Even mighty kings would fall.
Not to mention a so-called deity from a lower level?
Also.
Why would the Fearsome Demon King know about outsiders?
Unfortunately.
No matter how Lu Yuan continued to pursue him, the Fearsome Demon King refused to say a single word.
"Release me and I will tell you!"
"It seems you still haven't faced reality."
Lu Yuan's gaze gradually turned cold, no longer bothering to talk to the Fearsome Demon King.
He focused his mind and fully activated the [Undead Catastrophe].
The next moment.
The corrupting effect of the calamity mark increased more than tenfold in an instant!
"Damn it! Why is his soul so powerful?"
The Fearsome Demon King was shocked and angry, and for the first time, there was a hint of panic in his heart.
At this rate.
In less than three days, he would be completely enslaved by the calamity mark!
An hour later, the fearsome demon king finally relented.
"Wait, I can actually cooperate with you because Emong is our common enemy!"
But Lu Yuan remained indifferent, silently activating his abilities, determined to completely control the Fearsome Demon King's soul fragment in one go.
Half a day later.
The Fearsome Demon King was in a state of urgency, sweating profusely and feeling extremely panicked.
This was because the enslaving effect of the [Undead Catastrophe] was too dominant, already controlling a fraction of his soul.
If this were to continue, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Stop quickly. Do you really want to die with me?"
"I have no conflict of interest with you. We can cooperate completely!"
"Even if you kill me, you will gain nothing; instead, you will lose a powerful ally!"
The fearsome demon king roared in anger, wanting to strike Norton to death.
But control of this body remained in Lu Yuan's hands.
Without Lu Yuan's permission.
It could only stand still, unable to do anything.
One day later.
Lu Yuan had control over thirty percent of the Demon King's soul!
His initial anger turned to pleading and finally to silent acceptance.
As the Fearsome Demon King felt his thoughts slowing down, and even a part of his soul losing control.
It showed a look of despair, as if it had finally made a decision.
At first, the Fearsome Demon King thought he still had a chance, so he never played his trump card.
However, he underestimated the erosion effect of the calamity mark and greatly underestimated Lu Yuan's strength.
The Fearsome Demon King knew that there were too many secrets hidden in his soul.
Once those secrets were revealed, there would be irreversible consequences.
To protect these secrets.
He decided to use a soul-burning bloodline secret technique to perish along with Lu Yuan!
This secret technique had unparalleled power, capable of killing enemies from afar with a curse!
But the side effects were just as terrifying.
Once used, there would be no turning back.
At that time, not only that soul fragment, but even its main body would perish together!
If it had not been pushed to the brink, it would never have gone this far.
"I was wise in my first life, but I never expected to come to such a miserable end!"
"You, Ant, have pushed me to this point; this is enough to make you proud in the afterlife."
The fearsome Demon King became unusually calm, but there was still a hint of bitterness in his heart.
As the ruler of thousands of evil demons in the Abyss, the noble descendant of the Hellfiend!
She had yet to regain the will of the Abyss, had yet to return to her homeland beyond the myriad dimensions!
There were too many regrets that she had not yet had the chance to make up for.
Before coming to the magical world, the fearsome demon king thought he could bring violence and bloodshed to the magical world.
But he never imagined.
That he would eventually die at the hands of an unknown human.
The Fearsome Demon King sighed lightly as his soul ignited, unleashing a terrifying destructive force.
At the same time, in an abyssal plane.
A demon king with two wings on his back and a pair of curved horns on his head sat on a throne carved from an entire mountaintop.
His limbs were strong, and his towering three-metre long body was as if forged from steel and possessed earth-shattering power.
His body was covered in palm-sized black scales that shone like a sturdy armour capable of withstanding the attacks of gods!
Furthermore.
His skin was covered with countless intricate and mysterious patterns.
These patterns were like the manifestation of natural laws, possessing incredible and supreme power.
With a wave of his hand or foot, he could manipulate endless dark energy at will!
He didn't have to do anything, just sit there.
He exuded a sense of suffocating oppression like some ancient demon god!
And beneath the throne.
There were piles of white bones and countless abyssal demons.
These abyssal demons were brandishing their weapons, their eyes gazing fervently at the towering figure sitting on the throne.
It was as if they would willingly give up their lives at the mere word of this figure!
For that figure was the youngest Demon Lord in the history of the Abyss.
The fearsome Demon King!
However, at that moment, the soul fragment of the Fearsome Demon King used the secret technique of the bloodline.
The main Fearsome Demon King also sensed something, and he stood up from his throne in shock and looked in the direction of the Bone Wasteland.
"What's going on? Why did my soul fragment encounter something and lose contact with me, and why did it use the Bloodline Secret Technique?"
"Could it have fallen into the hands of that madman Emong?"
The Fearsome Demon King's gaze darkened, speculation swirling in his mind.
"No, the soul fragment knows that Emong cannot be killed. Even if it fell into Emong's hands, it would only destroy itself."
"But now, it doesn't even have the chance to self-destruct, which indicates the enemy's unprecedented strength!"
The Fearsome Demon King pondered.
A trail of blood-red flames suddenly appeared on his body!
Under the burning of these flames.
His indestructible divine body showed signs of crumbling and disintegrating!
This was the horror of the Bloodline Secret Technique.
Once activated.
His flesh, bones, and soul would be transformed into energy for the technique.
At that point, no matter who the enemy was, even a deity would fall together!
"Damn it! Who is plotting against me?"
The Fearsome Demon King clenched his fist.
He wasn't afraid of death.
But he didn't want to die in such a miserable way, not even knowing who the enemy was!
Just like the fearsome demon king, he was in despair, thinking that he was destined to die.
The blood-red flames suddenly extinguished!
"What happened? Has my soul fragment cancelled the Bloodline Secret Technique again?"
The Fearsome Demon King was shocked and angry, feeling a sense of relief that he had survived a catastrophe.
At the same time, he was increasingly confused and couldn't understand what had happened on the other side of the magic world.
On the other side.
When the soul fragment of the fearsome demon king tried to activate the secret technique of the bloodline.
It discovered something unimaginable.
Under the erosion of the Stain of Disaster.
Lu Yuan had gained control over nearly forty percent of his soul.
In other words.
At this point, he didn't even have the qualification to drag Lu Yuan down with him!
(End of chapter)