Chapter 666: Fusing Yuan and Demon Power
Demonic qi roared as Seven Kings Hall stepped through the air, the ferocious Demon Emperor Armor on his body gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen. A bloodthirsty savagery spread from him like a tide.
The pressure he exuded was so terrible that it made hearts pound faster.
A Dragon Kun phantom coiled around Lin Langtian, ancient dragon roars and Kun cries echoing through the sky. In his eyes, one pupil was black as a void, the other silver with thunder, lending him an eerie, violent air.
Bang!
Lin Langtian shot forward again, his fists turning into enormous golden thunder claws that slammed down toward Seven Kings Hall.
Yet the Demon King only looked at him with mocking eyes.
He did not move, letting the claws crash into him with enough power to level a mountain.
Clang, clang!
Crisp metallic rings echoed as his body didn't so much as sway.
The Demon Emperor Armor didn't even show a scratch.
He smiled coldly at Lin Langtian, mockery deepening in his gaze. Then he lifted one armored finger and tapped the air.
Sssht.
A beam of demonic light burst from his fingertip and instantly tore apart the golden thunder claws that carried all of Lin Langtian's strength.
"If this is all you've got…" Seven Kings Hall began with a chuckle—
Only for his eyes to narrow as a figure flashed toward him.
Lin Langtian's arm had turned liquid, lightning flickering in the flowing mass as space warped and black light flashed within it.
Three ancient runes bobbed faintly in its depths.
"Amazing.
"Two people with the exact same three Ancestral Symbols, and both of you wielding them to this degree…"
For the first time, true surprise flashed in Seven Kings Hall's eyes.
He clenched his own fist and punched out.
No flourish.
Just pure, annihilating power.
Bang!
The liquid arm and the armored fist collided.
Space itself seemed to cave inward.
Demonic energy erupted as Lin Langtian was blasted backward again.
Swoosh!
As he flew, his sleeve snapped out.
A streak of light soared into the air, swelling into an ancient, towering token that radiated a strange, unsettling fluctuation.
"The Stillness Divine Token?" Seven Kings Hall blinked, then shook his head.
"So that ended up in your hands as well.
"Unfortunately, with your current strength, you can't draw out much of its power.
"Otherwise, today might've been troublesome."
Buzz.
As he spoke, the token fired a beam of eerie, stilling light straight at him.
Lin Langtian did not stop there.
With a flick of his finger, a crimson arc of flame appeared.
The Firefeather Phoenix Sword blazed into being, its trembling blade summoning a flood of flames that gathered into a fiery crimson bird, shrieking as it stormed toward Seven Kings Hall.
"Impressive."
The Demon King chuckled again.
He had not expected Lin Langtian to have so many treasures.
"Such a variety of tricks.
"Pity they're useless."
His eyes went glacial.
He raised his hand and simply shattered the stilling beam with a burst of power, then kicked out.
The flaming bird exploded instantly, its blazing torrent swallowed by the tide of demonic might.
Bang, bang!
He laughed as his fists hammered the Stillness Divine Token, forcing it back again and again while his armor easily resisted the Phoenix Sword's inferno.
Draped in Demon Emperor Armor, he was like an unbreakable calamity.
Lin Langtian watched the token and sword forced into retreat, his gaze growing ever more solemn.
He drew a slow, deep breath and closed his eyes.
A thin line of light appeared at the center of his brows, slowly tearing open.
From that crack, a mysterious eye emerged—
The Ancestral Symbol Eye.
At its appearance, Seven Kings Hall finally frowned.
"The Ancestral Symbol Eye?"
Lin Langtian's aura retracted sharply, vanishing into stillness.
Only the eye in his brow grew ever brighter.
Then, all at once, his own eyes snapped open.
Sssht!
The Ancestral Symbol Eye flared, and a beam of power poured forth, woven from space, black light, and thunder.
Countless tiny ancient runes swirled within its glow.
For all its subtlety, it radiated a suffocating sense of dread.
In an instant, it crossed the distance and slammed into Seven Kings Hall's chest.
Boom!
Brilliant light and a crushing shockwave erupted, then slowly faded.
Seven Kings Hall was still standing, feet braced in mid‑air.
But a hairline crack marred the Demon Emperor Armor's chest.
Lin Langtian's face tightened.
Even the Ancestral Symbol Eye could barely scratch it.
Seven Kings Hall stared down at the fracture, his expression turning black.
To damage the armor bestowed by their Emperor was a humiliation.
"You done playing yet?" he asked coldly.
His smile vanished.
He stepped once—
And in the blink of an eye, appeared before Lin Langtian, his armored palm crashing down.
Roar!
The Dragon Kun phantom roared and leaped forth, swelling into a golden thunder Dragon Kun that slammed into the blow.
The instant they met, thunder shattered and the phantom was ripped apart.
Lin Langtian used the impact to hurl himself back, but the follow‑up shockwave still made him grunt as it tore at his insides.
This Seven Kings Hall in Demon Emperor Armor was truly terrifying.
His first palm having driven Lin Langtian away, the Demon King's killing intent flared fully.
He no longer intended to drag this out.
He chased after his foe, his fists churning the demonic sea with every swing.
Bang, bang, bang!
Once more, they clashed in the sky.
But now the tide had clearly turned.
With the armor's protection, Lin Langtian's blows did almost nothing.
He, on the other hand, had to meet each strike with desperate care.
Without the Dragon Kun Thunder Body, he would already be a bloody smear.
Even with it, he was struggling.
Boom!
Another brutal exchange left Lin Langtian's throat tasting sweet.
He spat blood, his face paling.
"You are full of surprises.
"If you refined this body further, you might one day rival even the Primeval Master.
"But I have no interest in letting such a threat grow," Seven Kings Hall said, shaking his head.
Boom!
He vanished and reappeared at Lin Langtian's back, his palm slamming down with a cruel smile.
Pffft.
Blood burst from Lin Langtian's lips as he plummeted.
He smashed through the forest canopy, vanishing into the shattered earth as Seven Kings Hall laughed and swept his arm.
More torrents of demonic power speared downward.
Even as Lin Langtian twisted aside, several beams struck home.
Bang, bang!
The ground split apart beneath the bombardment, leaving him bleeding heavily in the ruins of the forest.
"Brother Langtian!"
Across the battlefield, Lin Dong's expression changed.
He broke free from the five Demon Kings and rushed over, hurling a thousand‑zhang thunder dragon at Seven Kings Hall.
Bang!
The Demon King merely pointed.
The dragon was torn to shreds in an instant, and the resulting wave of force flung Lin Dong back thousands of zhang.
Even together, with the armor active, they were being overwhelmed.
"Damn it…"
Lin Langtian stared up at Seven Kings Hall, then glanced at Lin Dong's retreating figure.
His killing intent burned hotter than ever.
"Aunt Ling, I want him dead," he snarled in his heart.
Given Seven Kings Hall's power, only she could hope to bring him down.
"It's rare to see you take such a beating," a mature, sultry voice replied—Aunt Ling.
"That Demon King deserves his rank.
"With the Demon Emperor Armor, his strength truly is monstrous," Lin Langtian said darkly.
In his mind, only the Eight Ancient Masters themselves could reliably defeat this foe.
"You're not wrong.
"He has passed two Samsara Tribulations, far beyond any Demon King you've fought before.
"As for your current predicament, yes, I could intervene and drag you out of it…" she said lightly.
"However…
"Don't you want to kill him with your own hands?"
"With my own hands?" Lin Langtian repeated, frowning.
"With the gap between us, this isn't the time for that."
Give him another year and he would have confidence.
But now, with the Demon Emperor Armor, Seven Kings Hall felt all but invincible.
He had no so‑called 'cheat' to bridge that gulf.
"Who said you lack the strength?
"Have you forgotten your greatest trump card?" Aunt Ling said, her smile audible.
"My greatest trump card?" he murmured—
Then realization struck.
"The Golden Spirit Wheel Mirror?"
Even as he spoke, confusion lingered.
"The mirror is powerful, but its attacks are limited.
"It doesn't seem suited to bringing down someone like him."
"Oh, Langtian…
"You're standing in the middle of the board, yet can't see it.
"The mirror's power isn't just in copying Ancestral Symbols.
"Its greatest gift is the power of fusion."
"Fusion?" he echoed.
"Exactly.
"So far, all you've fused has been your yuan power, spiritual power, and Ancestral Symbol force—a formidable blend, yes, but still within the bounds of this world.
"Now, though…
"You can try something more daring.
"Use your yuan spirit, your demonic fetus, and an Ancestral Symbol together.
"Take your yuan power and Ancestral Symbol power—and fuse them with the Otherworldly Demonic energy in your body."
"Fuse yuan power, demonic power, and Ancestral Symbol power?"
Lin Langtian blinked.
Yuan power was the lowest form of spiritual energy in the Great Thousand World.
Demonic power was likewise the tainted force of an outer race.
Spirit and corruption—two powers as incompatible as water and fire.
If he were to fuse them…
Had the time really come?
A thrill of shock and heat surged in his chest.
This was the path he had envisioned from the start.
If he could unite yuan power, demonic power, and the Eight Ancestral Symbols…
He might truly carve out a road unique to himself.
Aunt Ling's eyes gleamed as she continued, "Back when you were still weak—and barely familiar with the Symbols—forcing such a fusion would've been suicide.
"Now, though, you stand among the first‑rate powers of the Xuan Domain Continent, and your command of the Ancestral Symbols has grown deep.
"You can attempt it—cautiously.
"Start with just one Symbol.
"If anything goes wrong, it'll be easier to pull back."
Lin Langtian nodded inwardly.
This first attempt had to be careful.
Trying to fuse all three Symbols at once would be madness.
His thoughts turned immediately to the most violently offensive of the three.
"The Thunder Ancestral Symbol, then.
"Let's see what kind of power a thunder symbol infused with demonic force can unleash…"
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