At this mont, the writing speed of the spreading sphere suddenly accelerated, far surpassing any speed that Yang Tian could have ever imagined from any kind of Senna Magic. The real issue was centered on Yang Tian himself.
"Swallow the suit of Tianyu, rise!"
Yang Tian dared not ignore the dazzling Blue King’s onslaught.
Seeing that he could not dodge in ti, Yang Tian activated a defense chanism almost instantly using the Suit of Tianyu. It was crafted specifically to counter the Blue Demon King’s attacks.
It was said that the brilliant Blue Monarch was truly a master. As rumored, even if cast to the land of Sena, he was undoubtedly the most formidable Monster there!
"The finest Magic Weapon?"
Observing the Suit of Tianyu on Yang Tian, the brilliant Blue King imdiately identified the extraordinary Magic Artifact. It was comparable to the Water Soul Demon Spear in his hand.
However, the Huanlan King knew that Yang Tian himself was an Alchemy Master, and possessing several supre Magic Weapons was not unusual for him!
He imdiately sneered coldly: "Ant! Do you think you can disrupt the throne with your so-called finest Magic Weapon? Haha, let tell you—what matters is who wields the weapon. And you? You are not qualified!"
As he spoke, the dazzling Blue King spun the Water Soul Demon Spear in his hands. Another sphere interwove with the existing one, releasing an extraordinarily radiant brilliance.
*Crack!*
In the very instant that the dazzling flash appeared, the Suit of Tianyu tore open a crack, violently piercing through and clinging directly to Yang Tian’s body.
*Thud! Thud!*
A shockwave exploded from Yang Tian’s body, akin to being struck by a train at full speed. He was hurled away, crashing into the stone pillars of the palace.
"Hahaha! Impressive, most impressive! I’ve got to thank you again—this Water Soul Demon Spear is truly convenient! But alas, you shall beco just another lost soul beneath its power!"
With that, the Blue Demon raised his spear once more.
Previously, he had claid he hadn’t gone all out, fearing that Yang Rihao might impair the spear’s capabilities.
But now, seeing Yang Tian sprawled on the ground, it beca apparent that the Water Soul Demon Spear was performing as desired—no complications whatsoever.
At this precise mont, vengeance surged like a tidal wave in the Blue Demon’s heart, making his bloodlust even more ferocious.
Now, he was determined to use the spear to end Yang Tian’s life!
"Ridiculous!"
Feeling the pain gnawing at his chest, Yang Tian suddenly shook his head.
Broken?
Again?
Erging unscathed, Yang Tian’s figure stood firm amidst the ruins. Yet, all of the Mana woven into the spear’s assault had been entirely unraveled by a lone, simple blade. The brilliant Blue Monarch could hardly believe his eyes!
This individual, and yet, he was so renowned!
Since his debut, this maneuver had practically been invincible, earning him his legendary status as a prodigy in the Demon World!
For soone of his stature—aspiring to reign as the Supre Monarch—this was a given!
But now—Yang Tian—a re mortal, had counteracted it?
Twice?
How was this happening? How could he possibly accept it?
"Impossible! Impossible! This must be a coincidence! It has to be!"
Furious, Emperor Huanlin conjured his ire and launched the Water Soul Demon Spear again. This ti, however, he incorporated devastating Magic rather than relying solely on brute strength.
*Whoosh! Whoosh!*
In an instant, the brilliant Blue Monarch’s body split into eight, each double wielding the Water Soul Demon Spear, attacking simultaneously from top to bottom, from side to side.
If anyone familiar with the Blue King’s power were present, they’d be aghast!
Because this was the fabled, most potent technique of the magical realm—the Demonified Eightfold Transformation!
A single person splitting into eight identical avatars, each emanating overwhelming Magic Power.
Not only did this technique offer boundless variations in attack, but it eliminated any potential blind spots!
It was celebrated as the most diverse and lethal spell within the Demon World.
Unless one could discern the true body among the eight, it was nearly impossible to counter this spell in a single move!
But the real challenge lies in distinguishing the original—each of the eight duplicates sharing the sa aura, presence, and strength. It was nearly impossible to uncover their true identity!
The intent behind such an attack was crystal clear. It served to push Yang Tian into a corner with no hope of escape, forcing him to perish in the inevitable!
"Kneel before the throne!"
The eight duplicates of the brilliant Blue Monarch spoke in unison, their voices thundering, "Ant! If you possess even a shred of ability, prove it by surviving this! Or perish—your ti is up!"
"Fool!"
Glaring at the eight figures converging towards him, Yang Tian sneered coldly, taking a single step forward without hesitation, ignoring seven of them and heading directly towards the one on the left—a seemingly ordinary yet solitary target.
Indeed!
The mont Yang Tian swung his blade, all eight figures—charging resolutely towards him—suddenly froze.
Then each illusory form dissipated, leaving behind only one—the body on the left—revealed as the genuine Blue Demon King. It looked panicked, instantly dropping into a clumsily defensive roll, evading Yang Tian’s blade with desperation.
It was clearly the Blue Demon King’s true form!
"You... how did you figure it out? You..."
Dodging aside, the brilliant Blue Monarch was utterly unhinged!
His pride, his undefeated signature technique, had been shattered. And now, the most potent trick in the Demon World, the dreaded Eightfold Transformation, had also been resolved by Yang Tian. How was this even possible?
"Try again!"
Eyes burning with rage, the Blue Monarch—his body glowing crimson—seed utterly consud. Without pause, he charged at Yang Tian again, falling into a relentless frenzy of attacks!
Every strike infused with a new supernatural power!
As one of the Monarchs of the Northern Demon Realm, his mastery over countless supernatural abilities was unparalleled!
Yang Tian might have countered his Soul Spear, but could he dismantle the entirety of his magical repertoire? Surely not!
Yet the reality was unequivocally cruel to the Blue Demon!
Confronted by the infinite magical assault of the brilliant Blue Monarch, Yang Tian’s gaze remained indifferent, wielding his Demon Sword with unfaltering rhythm. Each swing of his blade was simple and unadorned.
However, in its simplicity lay an undeniable profundity—every strike shattered the Blue King’s dazzling magic!
Half an incense stick’s ti passed, during which the Huanlan Demon King unleashed no fewer than fifty spells. Yet, without exception, they were rendered useless by Yang Tian’s Demon Sword!
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
The brilliant Blue Monarch, who prided himself on his intellect, now stood at a loss for words, uttering his disbelief in a defeated whisper.
Because everything he had witnessed thus far defied his understanding of the world!
At that mont, he even entertained an absurd thought—that he was fighting not against the youthful Yang Tian, but a supre existence who had comprehended the very essence of the Demon Lord’s path.
After all, all magical power stemd from the foundations of magic itself. Only soone with the most profound understanding of magical principles could dissect and counter their force so effortlessly.
In the end...
The Blue Demon fell!
Slain by none other than Yang Tian, a once-unassuming figure within the Demon World!
Even in death, he couldn’t believe it!
Until the very mont his breath ceased, he refused to believe that Yang Tian could have killed him!
But fate wouldn’t be denied!
As the Blue Demon fell lifeless, Xiao Yu stepped forward, her face alight with irrepressible astonishnt.
"You... you actually killed him? Him... the Demon!" Xiao Yu couldn’t help but exclaim.
"Demon or not, if he tries to kill , I’ll kill him!"
Yang Tian replied with a chuckle.
Hearing Yang Tian’s words, Xiao Yu couldn’t help but roll her eyes!
That was a Monarch!
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