389: Chapter 394: The Divine King Night Slays the Peacock King 389: Chapter 394: The Divine King Night Slays the Peacock King The vast oppressive force shook the entire divine city, sending shivers through everyone, piercing straight into their bones.
Jiang Taixu, with unmatched divine might, charged alone into a group of top masters as if entering an uninhabited land.
No one could stop him!
He walked through the shattered void, unstoppable, as if strolling leisurely.
In an instant, he sent three Peacock King figures flying, with no one daring to meet his edge.
“DONG!” An old monster struck.
His divine sense was as vast as an ocean, transforming into a bloody tide that surged toward Jiang Taixu with an inparably terrifying divine sense attack.
The Divine King was fearless.
Covering the sky with one hand, he slapped down with great force to physically clash with this Law-infused Divine Thought Power.
“CRASH!” The unparalleled Divine King’s strike shattered the Power of Laws, breaking the bloody ocean into fragments, which dispersed as chaotic waves within the void.
The old monster screamed, somersaulted, and flew backward.
Four thousand years later, their battle resumed, and he suffered a major setback on the very first exchange, a chill rising in his heart.
“We must annihilate the Divine King immediately!
Our bined forces are sufficient to slay him!” someone among the thirteen Saint Master Level figures shouted.
Jiang Taixu’s white clothes fluttered.
He was graceful and majestic, his eyes deeper than the Starry Sky.
He showed no emotion—no sign of heartbreak, no visible anger.
He was neither joyful nor sorrowful, his clothes unsullied by dust.
His divine might was awe-inspiring, like a dragon walking the world.
His entire person seemed enveloped in a holy radiance, every gesture demonstrating the demeanor of an unparalleled master.
“PSCHT!” The one who had just shouted suffered a strike from afar by the Divine King, spewed a mouthful of blood, and was knocked backward!
The Divine King’s bat Power astonished the world.
Such methods left everyone subdued.
No one avoided feeling a chill.
They feared that, given enough time, everyone present would taste bitter defeat.
“Do not panic!
Hold the line!
He is no match for us alone!” an old monster shouted loudly.
Thirteen sovereigns, along with three old monsters—each a Heroic Lord presiding over a region, looking down upon the world—were the top figures of the era.
Such individuals were nearly impossible to unite, as their statuses were too transcendent; they were practically the masters of this land, almost the most esteemed people in the world.
Yet now, they had unprecedentedly united.
Akin to gods slaying gods and Buddhas slaying Buddhas, there was almost no one in this world who could contend against them.
However, they lacked the confidence to shatter the firmament and obliterate all obstacles.
The Divine King before them was too powerful, giving them a terrible premonition.
“Kill!” Among the thirteen Saint Master Level figures, six or seven rushed forward together, while the three old monsters wielded powerful divine scans, preparing to launch a sneak attack from the side, intending to kill the Divine King.
Yet, Jiang Taixu’s strength exceeded their imagination.
Wherever he passed, the void shattered; nothing could block him.
Avoiding the bined strike of six or seven Peacock Kings, he almost instantly rushed close to one of them, swung his fist, and pierced through the void toward a sovereign’s chest.
This individual was the weakest.
During Jiang Taixu’s initial resurrection, twin beams of Divine Radiance from his eyes had penetrated this person’s skull, nearly killing him.
This sovereign had once lost his bat Power.
While a long period of healing had restored most of his strength, his Yuan Qi was already severely depleted.
At this moment, with Jiang Taixu appearing before him, all the hairs on his body stood on end.
Sensing immense danger, he turned to flee.
He was as swift as a phantom; it could be said that few in the Mortal World could pare to his speed.
He was like a wisp of smoke, nearly insubstantial, his body elusive.
Yet, all this was in vain.
Jiang Taixu, as if traversing the shattered void, tore the heavens apart and instantly appeared before him.
This was an astonishing method, not a secret art of traversing the void, but acplished entirely by his own power, with no trace of earthly effort—a pletely natural action.
Truly like a god descending, overlooking the earth, dominating all beings, walking the Mortal World without any opponent.
Jiang Taixu’s large hand struck out.
With a slight tremor, “BUZZ,” the force of the blow did not seem immense, yet it instantly caused the void to collapse.
This Saint Master Level figure screamed, realizing he was being branded into the void, fixed like a painting on a wall, unable to move.
Boundless killing intent poured down like the Milky Way, all of it striking his body, filling his heart with endless fear.
“SPLAT!” The sound of death rang out.
This Saint Master Level figure was shattered by Jiang Taixu’s large hand, erupting into a vast spray of blood.
“SQUISH!” Then, his sundered body emitted a soft sound and transformed into a bloody pulp, utterly obliterated in form and spirit.
Everyone was stunned, barely able to believe what they had seen.
A top figure had been killed just like that, being dust in the annals of history.
This was exceedingly intimidating.
Those present were sovereigns, overlooking the vast earth, striding arrogantly through the Mortal World.
How many experts could contend with them?
Yet, the scene before their eyes was so terrifying.
Powerful as they were, they still could not withstand a single strike from the unparalleled Divine King and were instantly reduced to nothingness.
“No need for fear!
This person was already badly injured and had lost his bat Power!
We will not fall so easily!” These individuals were all firm in spirit; none were weaklings.
All were extraordinary beings, Heroic Lords of their respective regions, naturally unwilling to give up.
At this moment, the twelve Saint Master Level figures retreated together.
bining their strength, they launched a world-shaking strike!
“BOOM!” This was an unimaginably fearsome might.
Everyone in the divine city felt it, as if a peerless demonic abyss had been opened, threatening to devour the entire heavens and earth.
Within the divine city, everyone was shocked, drenched in cold sweat.
Setting aside Extreme Dao Holy Weapons, such divine majesty had been unheard of for countless years.
Everyone was horrified, their bodies trembling involuntarily.
Enveloped by such an aura, people instantly associated it with apocalyptic destruction, chilling their Heart Spirits.
Before the Dragon Transformation Pool, the void was like a thin sheet of window paper, easily torn apart.
A thousand streams of divine energy and myriadfold power of the Dao surged forth.
Jiang Taixu’s white robes fluttered, his demeanor peerlessly elegant.
He stood alone within the Void Space and, with a gentle slash before him, severed the firmament!
The many top figures were shocked to discover that this blow, powerful enough to sweep the world, could not even get close!
Jiang Taixu seemingly stood not far away, yet he gave the impression of being an entire world apart, infinitely distant.
The divine energies unleashed by the twelve Saint Master Level figures were already roiling, like a surging ocean, with storm-fueled waves crashing against the clouds and monstrous billows tearing at the sky!
However, as these divine energies approached Jiang Taixu, they all plunged into the fractured void before him, as if into a bottomless Abyss, instantly vanishing without a trace.
Severing the firmament—this was a heaven-defying technique!
No matter how vast your magical power or limitless your divine arts, they had no effect.
All were redirected into another dimension, unable to touch a single hair on Divine King Jiang.
“Kill!” The twelve sovereigns, after all, were extraordinary individuals.
They simultaneously shouted “Kill!” and twelve small worlds materialized, each exceedingly mysterious!
Some were Pure Lands fragrant with flowers and resonant with birdsong; others were like lightless, gloomy Netherworlds.
Some resembled seven-colored, glazed worlds; others were akin to boundless, bloody purgatories… Twelve small worlds, each unique, simultaneously pressed down upon the void, intending to fill the sundered firmament.
They were using their “Dao” to mend the heavens, aiming to shatter Jiang Taixu’s divine arts and reduce him to dust!
Within each small world, endless mysterious patterns appeared, as if creating new heavens and rending the earth, evolving countless Great Worlds!
These were the Laws of the twelve Peacock Kings, interwoven, practically parable to the Grand Dao itself.
They emitted a grand Heavenly Sound, seeming to echo from ancient times long past.
The divine city rumbled as if about to collapse, stunning everyone.
The Dao Heavenly Sound was like a tsunami, like a thousand armies and ten thousand horses stampeding, deafeningly loud.
“BUZZ!” Divine King Jiang pierced through the void, vanishing pletely from the perception of the twelve supreme masters.
No one knew where he had gone.
Although the twelve Saint Master Level figures were powerful, they were not, after all, a single entity.
United, they could pierce through heaven and earth, yet against an unrivaled master, they lacked seamless unity.
“BOOM!” The Divine King charged out.
The Ancient Heaven-devouring Demon Vessel hovered above his head, and he trod upon Five-Colored Dao Patterns.
As if a god had descended to overlook the teeming masses, he appeared directly among the twelve sovereigns.
This was not the Ji Family’s Great Void Art; he had pierced through heaven and earth relying entirely on his physical body.
Such strength instilled deep trepidation in everyone’s heart.
“BUZZ!” Jiang Taixu threw a punch, blasting toward three Peacock Kings.
He was so domineering, treating supreme beings like weeds, exuding an air of absolute supremacy, as if asking, “Who else but I?” This was the unparalleled Divine King!
“BOOM!” He attacked from within their midst.
The twelve sovereigns, deeply wary, unleashed the Order of Heaven and Earth to jointly assault the Divine King.
However, the twelve Saint Master Level figures were somewhat constrained, as a single careless move could severely injure an ally due to their close proximity.
The Ancient Heaven-devouring Demon Vessel emitted a dazzling light, like a whale drinking the ocean, and pletely devoured and nullified the Law-based divine energy of nine Peacock Kings, blocking it entirely.
Meanwhile, Jiang Taixu himself, like a god, threw a punch that sent the three Peacock Kings directly in front of him flying, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.
One among them, in particular, coughed up large mouthfuls of blood incessantly.
Clearly, he was heavily wounded and could barely stand.
The Divine King, his white robes billowing, with the Ancient Heaven-devouring Demon Vessel above his head, shattered the void and appeared before this heavily injured man.
His eyes were cold and merciless as a large hand descended.
“SPLAT!” Under the Divine King’s large hand, yet another supreme master was obliterated in form and spirit.
A Saint Master Level figure was turned to dust, and ultimately, nothing remained.
Alas, a world-renowned master, capable of sweeping across a whole region, was thus reduced to dust, forever vanishing from the Mortal World.
At this moment, after killing a Saint Master Level figure, the Divine King turned to look at Fairy Caiyun, who was forever lost in the Dragon Transformation Pool.
His eyes were filled with endless desolation.
Even though he was peerlessly invincible and capable of killing everyone, his beloved confidante could never be resurrected.
He was powerless to change fate, his heart filled with endless sorrow.
For four thousand years, she had silently awaited his return, only to ultimately die in his embrace.
The Divine King was grief-stricken.
He wanted to weep, but no tears would fall.
“BUZZ!” The void was pierced as three ancient fiends suddenly attacked, launching their most terrifying assault.
They had been waiting for an opportunity and had finally found this single flaw.
These three ancient fiends had been supreme masters over four thousand years ago and had once contended with Jiang Taixu.
Though they could no longer cultivate their physical bodies, their divine sense had reached the Transformation Realm, and few could match them.
Three divine scans, like three oceans—one blood-red, one azure, and one black—extinguished all obstructions and instantly struck.
This was supreme spiritual pressure, an embodiment of the Dao, intertwining with endless Law Power, causing even the divine city to tremble.
Even those as strong as Saint Master Level figures shivered.
If struck by this, they would surely be annihilated, for it was capable of obliterating all things in the world.
Within the divine city, many felt as if doomsday had arrived and began to tremble uncontrollably.
“BOOM!” The unparalleled Divine King had long anticipated all this.
Even in his profound sorrow, he had not overlooked his surroundings.
His black hair whipped wildly, and his eyes shot out two brilliant Divine Radiances, aiming at the centermost ancient fiend.
Simultaneously, his left and right hands traced Dao Lines, pressing forward to meet the other two ancient fiends.
“BUZZ!” At the same time, the Ancient Heaven-devouring Demon Vessel hovering above his head quivered, sending down tens of thousands of auspicious rays that blocked the remaining eleven Saint Master Level figures, isolating them to one side.
“BOOM!” Mysterious patterns appeared on the Divine King’s large hands, manifesting the imprints of the Dao.
They collided with the strongest Divine Thought Law of the two ancient fiends, producing a thunderous sound.
With his bare hands, he forcibly dispersed the terrifying divine scans of the two peerless fiends, sending them flying backward, coughing up blood.
As for the centermost peerless fiend, its attack collided with the Divine King’s world-shattering divine scan.
It was as if tens of thousands of great stars had fallen between them, emitting myriad rays of terrifying light.
This shockwave ravaged souls.
Many in the divine city collapsed directly to the ground, their hearts filled with terror, nearly suffocating.
“BOOM!” The peerless ancient fiend’s body shattered.
Its head, furthermore, was pierced by Jiang Taixu’s divine scan, bursting like a million peach blossoms in bloom—red blood and white brain matter splattering everywhere.
This peerless ancient fiend had cultivated bitterly for a lifetime, existing in the world for over four thousand years.
Its greatest strength was divine scan attacks, yet it had been utterly defeated in its specialty.
The Divine King had shattered it with an awe-inspiring divine scan!
The peerless ancient fiend was half-human, half-ghost.
The moment its body split apart, strands of black mist rushed out, and an endless aura of death permeated the air, as if the gates of the Netherworld had been opened.
The Netherworld Shade Grass had caused this; it was the reason it had been able to live for over four thousand years without truly dying.
The Divine King raised his hand and wiped.
Divine Radiance surged forth like a tide, instantly purifying the entire area.
The Nether Qi vanished, and the ancient fiend was thoroughly reduced to ashes.
“Jiang Taixu… your divine scan is also this powerful?!” The other two ancient fiends were utterly aghast, their Heart Spirits nearly cracking, and they retreated continuously.
They had consumed Netherworld Shade Grass, and their divine sense had been nourished, growing to an almost unimaginable extent.
They had originally believed that the power of their divine scans surpassed the Divine King’s.
They never imagined they would still be no match for him!
The Divine King was grief-stricken, but his face remained tranquil, and he offered no response.
For four thousand years, he had hovered between life and death.
The divine scan he had honed through such trials was indestructible.
Who in this world could possibly withstand it?
Even though the divine sense of the three peerless ancient fiends had been enhanced, how could it pare to the Divine King’s arduous cultivation?
Their defeat was only natural!
“All of you, attack together!
Kill him!” The eleven sovereigns and the two remaining peerless fiends shouted simultaneously, yet not a single one of them stepped forward.
Jiang Taixu, his white robes purer than snow, his grace like jade, his appearance unchanged from four thousand years ago, was no longer high-spirited.
His eyes held an endless sorrow.
With the Ancient Heaven-devouring Demon Vessel above his head, he scanned everyone and advanced step by step.
All eleven Saint Master Level figures and the two peerless ancient fiends could not help but retreat.
This was the invincible demeanor of the unparalleled Divine King!
In former days, he had roamed the Eastern Wastelands, acclaimed for possessing the foremost bat Power over the past five thousand years.
Even after disappearing for over four thousand years, no one had forgotten him.
Now, the unparalleled Divine King had been resurrected and returned.
He was even stronger, instilling fear in numerous Peacock Kings and the two peerless ancient fiends.
One man facing a group of supreme masters, yet moving as if through an uninhabited land, startling the Heroic Lords of this land into continuous retreat—what magnificent style!
The Divine King had emerged, resurrected and returned, peerless and transcendent.
Who could contend against him?
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