Chapter 668: Forcing Out Five Kings Hall
"Heaven‑Slaying Demonic Thunder!"
Boom!
Thunder exploded within the vast demonic clouds, and in the next instant, countless pitch‑black bolts of lightning crashed down like a world‑ending storm toward Seven Kings Hall's position.
Each demonic thunderbolt carried pure destruction, making heaven and earth quake with every fall.
Seven Kings Hall's pupils contracted sharply at Lin Langtian's move, shock thick in his voice.
"This demonic lightning… is the Thunder Ancestral Symbol's power. Damn it, he actually fused Ancestral Symbol power with our Otherworldly Demonic force. How is that possible?!"
It was no wonder he was stunned.
The Ancestral Symbols had been created to restrain his race—yet now, their power had merged with demonic force to produce such terrifying thunder that even he felt shaken.
Lin Langtian said nothing.
He watched the rain of demonic thunder with an edge in his gaze sharp enough to cut bone.
Boom, boom!
The storm of black lightning poured down, hemming Seven Kings Hall in from all directions.
His demonic aura surged outward like a sea as the Demon Emperor Armor flared, black light rippling across its surface.
He stood tall amid the torrent of evil, like a devil god towering between heaven and earth.
The barrier formed by the five Demon Kings shattered under the first wave of strikes, torn apart as if it were paper.
The demonic thunder lanced through the broken veil and slammed into Seven Kings Hall before he could react.
Bang!
His body shuddered violently.
He staggered backward, a shrill scream tearing from his throat as the demonic aura around him boiled in chaos.
Bolts of demonic lightning punched straight through his chest, ripping open the Demon Emperor Armor and burrowing into his flesh.
Like maggots on bone, they gnawed their way through him, ravaging his insides with merciless force.
Pffft!
As the barrier collapsed, the five Demon Kings all went pale and coughed up black blood.
They stared at the scene above in horror.
"Seven Kings Hall?!"
Demonic miasma rolled violently as Seven Kings Hall staggered in mid‑air.
He stared blankly at the bloody hole in his chest, black blood gushing from a ragged crater where the armor had been punched through.
Fine cracks spider‑webbed outward from the wound, demonic thunder raging within.
The Demon Emperor Armor… had been breached.
"H‑how…"
His fingers, slick with black blood, trembled as he touched the wound.
His eyes went wild.
"How is this possible?!"
The sea of demonic power behind him roiled uncontrollably, and his face had gone chalk‑white.
The blow had cut deep.
In front of him, Lin Langtian watched calmly, lips curling into a cold smile.
The fusion of the Thunder Ancestral Symbol and demonic power was even more terrifying than he had anticipated.
Not even the vaunted Demon Emperor Armor could endure the might of the demonic thunder.
At his side, Lin Dong stared in awe.
As the original bearer of the Thunder Ancestral Symbol, he could clearly feel that Lin Langtian's demonic thunder was vastly stronger than anything he himself could summon.
"It seems your cousin truly hides earth‑shattering secrets.
"To fuse Ancestral Symbol power with demonic power like that… it defies all common sense," Yan said quietly in his mind.
Lin Dong's expression hardened as he nodded.
"Brother Langtian has always been different.
"He's wielded demonic power for a long time already.
"Unlike those Yuan Gate dogs, he handles it as smoothly as his own yuan power.
"And now he's tied it into the Thunder Ancestral Symbol, wringing out a power far beyond what anyone expected.
"He really has started walking his own path."
His lips tightened.
If Lin Langtian could fuse thunder with demonic power, then someday, the Space and Devouring Ancestral Symbols would follow.
When that day came, his strength would soar yet again.
Yuan Demon Power was truly terrifying.
…
"Looks like that armor of yours isn't as impressive as you thought," Lin Langtian said coolly, staring at the pale Seven Kings Hall.
"You—!"
Seven Kings Hall's face twisted.
He started to lash out, but froze when he saw Lin Langtian lift his right hand again.
In the clouds above, black thunder had begun to gather once more.
For the first time, he felt a true chill at the sight of that demonic lightning.
He had no idea how Lin Langtian had achieved such a fusion, but the result… even he could not easily endure it.
The Ancestral Symbol Eye had only managed to crack his armor.
The demonic thunder had pierced clean through.
Even the barrier and his armored body had not been spared.
How could a mere mortal unleash such force?
Blood still poured from his chest.
His eyes narrowed into slits.
With a wave of his hand, a sea of demonic qi surged out, swallowing his form in a boiling tide.
"Stop posturing in front of me, boy.
"That strike was strong, but there's no way you can keep it up.
"Today, I'm taking your life, one way or another!"
His cold voice echoed from every direction in the demonic sea, hiding his true position.
He was far too wary to show himself again as an easy target.
Lin Langtian's expression did not waver.
Above, the clouds only churned harder as more bolts of demonic thunder coiled within.
"Five Kings, strike with me. Kill him!"
The order rang through the darkness.
To bring down Lin Langtian, Seven Kings Hall was willing to cast aside his pride and join forces with the others.
Lin Dong stepped up beside Lin Langtian, but the latter only shook his head with a small smile.
"Five Demon Kings are nothing to worry about.
"Rest and recover, Brother Dong. Leave the rest to me."
"Kill!"
The word echoed from the depths of the demonic sea.
Six beams of demonic light shot forth, slicing through the sky toward the brothers.
Lin Langtian watched them approach, eyes faintly glowing.
He raised his hand and the Thunder Ancestral Symbol shot from his palm, streaking into the roiling black clouds.
Rumble!
The sky went mad.
The demonic clouds twisted violently as a monstrous thunderous pressure rolled outward.
"Demonic Thunder Judgment."
Lightning flared in Lin Langtian's eyes as his voice rang through the heavens like a god's decree.
Boom!
Within the clouds, power surged.
A colossal spear of demonic lightning slowly emerged from the darkness, radiating an aura of pure annihilation.
With a low hum, it lanced downward, aimed squarely at the six Demon Kings.
Bang, bang, bang!
The world cracked beneath the spear's descent.
Seven Kings Hall's face changed.
Demonic power roared as he threw his armored fist straight into its path.
Bang!
The point of the spear exploded in a blinding storm of black lightning.
He grunted, blasted backward hundreds of zhang, his arm charred black.
If not for the armor, the limb would have been ruined outright.
Ahhh!
The other five were not so lucky.
Their protective demonic qi shattered in an instant as the spear struck.
Violent lightning swept over them, and their screams filled the air.
Their bodies melted away under the torrent of demonic thunder, dissolving into nothing in mere breaths.
Five Samsara‑level Demon Kings—erased by a single blow.
Lin Langtian flicked his sleeve, gathering the remaining demonic energy into a stream that vanished into the Suppressing Demon Tower.
Their power would now fuel his eight demonic statues, another step in his arsenal's growth.
Lin Dong could only stare, stunned.
Five Demon Kings, gone just like that.
"You—!"
Seven Kings Hall trembled with rage at the sight of his fallen comrades, teeth grinding as his killing intent flared to the heavens.
"Seven Kings Hall. Tell me where Abyssal Prison is hiding.
"Perhaps I'll spare your life," Lin Langtian said mildly, arms folded.
"You're the one courting death.
"Probe into our lair and no matter what tricks you have, there's only one end for you!" Seven Kings Hall shot back with a snarl.
"So you're not going to talk."
Lin Langtian shook his head.
Murder flared in his blackened pupils as he stepped forward.
Seven Kings Hall's eyes shrank as his demonic qi surged yet again and his form blurred into a streak of shadow, racing away.
He had barely moved when the air behind him tore open.
Lin Langtian stepped out of the rift like a living bolt of lightning, his fist wreathed in crackling demonic thunder as he slammed it into the Demon King's back.
Bang!
Lightning erupted as Seven Kings Hall shot across the sky, obliterating a mountain peak in his crash‑landing.
Lin Langtian's fingers curled together and thrust forward.
Another beam of demonic thunder speared into the ruined ridge.
The stone disintegrated into dust and ash, and a figure within was blown free, coughing black blood as he skidded across the ground, carving a trench tens of thousands of zhang long.
Under the crushing force of the demonic thunder, Seven Kings Hall was utterly on the defensive.
He struggled upright, his armor dented and cracked.
No matter how fierce his demonic power, he could only endure the storm.
Lin Langtian looked down at him and shook his head.
"The Demon Emperor Armor is impressive.
"But if I truly decide to kill you, it won't be enough to save your life."
Seven Kings Hall's face twisted.
With a cold snort, his hands blurred through a sequence of seals as tidal demonic qi boiled outward.
His body twisted, splitting into over a dozen identical figures that shot off in all directions.
Every aura was identical—the demonic fluctuations, the presence—every one a genuine body.
Lin Langtian's eyes narrowed for an instant.
Then he vanished.
Boom!
Thunder boomed across the distant sky.
Lin Dong looked up just in time to see a streak of lightning appear before one fleeing shadow and blow it apart.
In the blink of an eye, the lightning flashed again, cutting off another.
Bang, bang, bang!
On and on it went—each flash another clone destroyed.
Before any of them could flee far, every last copy had been shattered.
Bang!
The final shadow hit the ground instead of exploding, rolling across the earth in a spray of black blood.
The true Seven Kings Hall had been dragged out.
"Die, Seven Kings Hall."
Lin Langtian spread his fingers wide.
Demonic thunder surged overhead, condensing into a thousand‑zhang stamp of black lightning.
Savage power rolled off its surface in suffocating waves.
Boom!
The stamp fell without hesitation, slamming down toward the wounded Demon King.
The ground caved in, collapsing into a yawning chasm.
Seven Kings Hall's eyes widened.
Demonic qi raged as he struggled to hold the falling seal back.
But under its weight, his power grew thinner and thinner.
The stamp drew closer with every heartbeat.
His jaw clenched, his eyes flashing with venom as he refused to yield.
Boom!
The demonic thunder seal finally crashed down—
But just as it was about to crush him, space split open behind him with a thunderous crack.
A colossal demonic hand, a thousand zhang long, shot from the rift, catching the stamp and batting it aside.
The sudden turn of events made Lin Dong's heart jolt.
He turned toward the rift and saw a dark silhouette standing calmly atop the massive hand.
"Five Kings Hall?"
Seven Kings Hall's face lit with savage joy as he recognized the newcomer.
(END CHAPTER)
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