The world-destroying tribulation light effortlessly annihilated a Great Demon comparable to a Soul Travel Great Ability. Like quicksilver spilling across the ground, lightning cascaded down, purging the entire area of its countless demons.
The tribulation clouds stirred, and the aura of the Heavenly Tribulation gradually faded. The terrifying lightning slowly dissipated between heaven and earth. Countless mbers of the Demon Race shivered, finally letting out a collective sigh of relief. It was finally over. To them, the might of the Heavenly Tribulation was an extinction-level disaster.
Fortunately, Divine Skills capable of directly communicating with the Heavenly Dao were difficult to sustain, even for the experts of the Human Race. Otherwise, today would have been a great calamity, and the entire demon horde would have been dood.
"All of you, follow my charge and eradicate that Human Race brat!"
A Great Demon roared. It was shaped like a Demon Hound with three heads, spouting Demon Flas and riding atop roiling Demonic Clouds, its presence staggering. It was extrely powerful, with a bloodline close to pure blood. Having just severely wounded a Soul Travel Great Ability from the Human Race, its battle lust was surging.
The surrounding demons roared and charged with it, intent on slaying Wang Xiu. A Human Race prodigy who had mastered such Divine Skills was a grave threat to the Demon Race and had to be nipped in the bud.
However, at that very mont, Wang Xiu’s incarnation spoke again. With a turn of his hand seal, he pointed toward the Demon Hound. "Great Heavenly Tribulation, hold on! Look over there!"
BOOM! BOOM!
The nearly dispersed Heavenly Tribulation solidified once more. A boundless and majestic consciousness appeared in the void, descending as if from the Nine Heavens, like a deity gazing down upon the world.
The Demon Hound’s fur instantly stood on end. Its Demonic Qi shrank and coalesced, as if it had been plunged into a bottomless hell. The frigid aura of death enveloped it. Beneath that consciousness, even a being as powerful as itself was no different from an ant.
What the hell! Are you kidding ? It can go again?!
Instantly, the demons’ charge ground to a halt. They scattered, transforming into streaks of black light and fleeing helter-skelter, even faster than they had arrived.
Only the Demon Hound remained, locked in place. It was overco with a chaotic panic, its four legs trying to run in four different directions while its three heads fought one another.
BOOM!
A bolt of tribulation light fell, transforming into a sea of tribulation that flooded the void. Demonic Qi vaporized as if purified by the lightning, creating a magnificent and radiant misty splendor. Another Great Demon had died a miserable death, leaving not even a trace behind.
The demon hordes trembled, staring at the youth as if they had just seen a ghost.
"Charge, charge, keep charging! I refuse to believe he can cast it again..." Above the Firmant, the Demonic Clouds churned as a humanoid demon roared, flustered and exasperated. His bloodline was incredibly strong, close to pure blood, and he was the leader of this demon horde. He had thought this battle would be a simple matter of catching them unprepared, that there would be no issues. He never expected an avenging god to show up out of nowhere! No matter what, he had to eliminate that handso Human Race youth today!
ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!
Countless demons went berserk, swarming from every direction. Their eyes were thick with murderous intent, all focused on that one conspicuous figure... Emm, wait, there are four of them!
"We’re in trouble!"
"Protect Senior Brother!"
The expressions of Ji Zidian and the others changed. The number of demons was simply too vast. They could drown them with sheer numbers alone, blotting out the sky with a tide that seed to have no end. The demons had completely stopped caring about anyone else; their only goal was to kill Wang Xiu.
"Can Senior Brother Wang Xiu cast the Heavenly Calamity Curse again?" Li Zuoyue asked, his expression solemn. He carried the Sword Box on his back, and his twenty-four Flying Swords slashed through the void around him, creating an ocean of sword energy that made him look like a Sword Immortal of the modern age. But even then, he knew that with so many demons, he could exhaust all the Mana in his body and still not kill them all.
"It’s probably very difficult..." Ji Zidian said, her small face looking grim. "The Heavenly Calamity Curse is the supre secret technique of our Thunder Sect. The cost to cast it is enormous. It’s already incredible that Senior Brother Wang Xiu could cast it twice in a row..."
Before she could finish, Wang Xiu’s incarnation spoke again. He pointed a finger at the demon horde, his tone like that of a child tattling on soone. "Great Heavenly Tribulation, look at them!"
Everyone was speechless. Even if you really are a Child of Fortune, favored by destiny, Senior Brother Wang Xiu, you can’t just order the Heavenly Dao around like this, can you?
However, in the next mont, the terrifying consciousness that had been about to dissipate truly did reappear.
Above Vermilion Bird City, the black tribulation clouds roiled. Streaks of purple tribulation light fell straight down. Like drops of water hitting stone, they instantly swept out in all directions.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
In a cataclysmic display, countless demons were turned to charred remains.
"Great Heavenly Tribulation, look..."
BOOM!
"Great Heavenly Tribulation, look again..."
BOOM! BOOM!
"Great Heavenly Tribulation, keep looking..."
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Bolt after bolt of tribulation light fell, engulfing Vermilion Bird City in its pure, destructive glow. An incalculable number of demons died under the Heavenly Tribulation, vaporized into nothing.
Everyone’s eyes widened as they stared dumbfounded at the spectacle. Their ears felt deaf, the relentless thunder making them ring incessantly.
"So this is the Heavenly Calamity Curse of the Sanqing Thunder Sect? No wonder... No wonder the Thunder Sect could overpower our Longhu Immortal Sect in its pri. Today, I am utterly convinced!" Zhang Yuge murmured, his shock beyond asure, his voice filled with admiration. He could vaguely see, in Wang Xiu, the past glory of the Sanqing Thunder Sect at its peak. No wonder the Longhu Immortal Sect had been suppressed for so long, unable to rise above.
"Ah, yes! That’s right, exactly... Once mastered, the secret techniques of our Thunder Sect are just this powerful!" Ji Zidian, who had been stunned for a long mont, heard Zhang Yuge’s words and imdiately said this with a straight face.
[Ding!]
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Above Vermilion Bird City, the humanoid demon was shocked, furious, and terrified. He trembled all over, finding it impossible to believe. "On what grounds...?!"
Seriously, does he own the Heavenly Dao or sothing? Does it strike whover he commands?!
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