Chapter 14050 Formation
The surging demonic energy was like an ancient ferocious beast breaking free of its shackles, spreading rampantly with overwhelming force.
Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be kneaded and twisted by a pair of invisible giant hands, presenting a bizarre and distorted appearance, like a painting scribbled on by a naughty child.
The once tranquil void now emitted chilling sounds, like painful groans or desperate cries, echoing through the silent void and sending shivers down one's spine.
Everything around was shrouded in this terrifying demonic energy, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Surrounded by demonic energy, his fighting spirit burned ever brighter.
He knew he couldn't let this suffocating silence continue any longer. He had to take the initiative, break the deadlock, and expose the white-clad man hiding in the shadows, like pulling out a cunning mouse from the darkness.
The young demon king's gaze was piercing, his eyes flashing with a sharp, cold light, as if they could penetrate the layers of demonic energy and look directly into the enemy's soul.
He took a deep breath, and all his strength instantly gathered in the longsword in his hand.
In an instant, the longsword shone brightly, radiating a chilling aura.
Suddenly, he swung his sword, and an extremely sharp purple sword light, like a lightning bolt slicing through the night sky, with a world-destroying momentum, slashed straight at the Chaos Green Lotus floating not far away.
The Chaos Green Lotus floated quietly in the void, like a dazzling pearl, radiating a soft and mysterious green light.
It is a spirit of this void, nurtured over countless years, containing a powerful and pure life force, as if it were the guardian of this void, bringing a glimmer of life and hope to this desolate space.
However, at this moment, this seemingly delicate lotus was facing a fierce attack from the young demon king.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, the green lotus was instantly cleaved in two by the purple sword light.
In an instant, azure light filled the sky and drifted down like snowflakes, as if it were a dreamlike rain of light.
A faint fragrance filled the air, the scent of life emanating from the lotus, refreshing yet slightly bitter.
But the young demon king's attacks did not stop there.
He moved like lightning, darting through the void, his longsword flashing continuously, streaks of purple sword light streaking across the sky like shooting stars.
The fiery spirits and thunderous entities thousands of feet away exploded under this fierce attack.
The Flame Essence burned fiercely, the flames like angry dragons, rolling and turning the surrounding space a vivid red, as if it were a burning sea of fire.
The Thunder Spirit was flashing with purple lightning, and thick bolts of lightning danced wildly in the void like silver snakes, emitting deafening roars, as if the heavens were roaring in anger.
In the blink of an eye, before the several warriors guarding this area could react, they were killed by the young demon king's fierce attack.
Their bodies fell like kites with broken strings, their blood splattering in the air, forming poignant streaks of blood.
Only a few escaped, their faces filled with terror, their eyes brimming with despair and fear, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
They retreated one after another, staggering as if each step had exhausted all their strength, leaving them with no more courage to fight.
They stared at the young demon king in terror, as if he were a grim reaper emerging from the deepest hell.
The young demon king's cold face, sharp eyes, and powerful aura instilled fear and awe in them from the depths of their hearts.
In their eyes, the young demon king was like an insurmountable mountain, a volcano that could erupt at any moment, making them dare not have the slightest thought of resistance.
The young demon king ignored their fear and walked slowly toward them, his steps steady and firm, each step seeming to tread on their hearts, making their heartbeats involuntarily quicken.
His voice was cold and deep, like the cold wind in winter, sending chills down one's spine: "Do you know where he went?"
The golden-robed expert at the head suppressed his fear, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency, he has merged with the origin of this void. If we forcibly kill him, this secret realm will surely collapse."
At that time, not only will we perish here, but you, sir, will also find it difficult to escape unscathed.
His voice carried a hint of worry and advice. He knew that if the young demon king insisted on killing the man in white, the consequences would be unimaginable, and this secret realm would fall into chaos and destruction.
The young demon king merely glanced at him indifferently, his eyes filled with resolute indifference, as if everything was under his control.
He said coldly, "This is none of your concern."
To achieve his goals and uncover the secrets hidden behind them, he spared no effort, even if this secret realm collapsed, even if he became an enemy of the world.
As soon as he finished speaking, the previously calm surrounding void suddenly began to tremble violently, as if it were being wildly stirred by an invisible yet enormous hand.
The tremors were like surging waves, one after another, making the entire space turbulent and uneasy.
Immediately afterwards, countless dark blue light curtains, like mysterious forces surging from the depths of the underworld, quietly emerged from every corner of the void.
These light curtains intertwined and entangled, forming an enormous cage in the blink of an eye, trapping everyone inside as if an invisible giant hand were tightly gripping them.
On the light screen, mysterious runes flowed like nimble snakes, each exuding a heart-stopping aura.
The aura was cold and malevolent, like ancient curses, carrying endless resentment and malice. Anyone who glanced at it felt their soul frozen, and an indescribable fear surged within them.
Seeing this, the young demon king showed no fear or hesitation in his eyes. He suddenly raised his longsword high, and all his strength gathered on the sword like a surging tide.
In an instant, the longsword shone brightly, radiating a world-destroying pressure.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and unleashed a fierce sword strike. A purple sword light, like a lightning bolt slicing through the darkness, slashed fiercely at the light barrier with unstoppable momentum.
"boom!"
A deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing, exploded in everyone's ears.
The light screen trembled violently, like ripples spreading across a lake swept by a gale.
Cracks spread rapidly across the light screen like a spider web, as if it were about to shatter at any moment.
However, just when everyone thought the light barrier was about to be broken, a miracle happened.
The cracks healed rapidly before the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, the light barrier was restored to its original state, standing perfectly intact before everyone, as if everything that had just happened was merely an illusion. (End of Chapter)
