chsdbacks Chapter 187: We Won
Chapter 187: We Won
Above the chaotic demon corpse, a phantom slowly emerged, its appearance bearing a striking resemblance to the Demon Lord.
As a result, powerful forces began to be applied to him.
The heavens and earth trembled violently, and the black chains wrapped around the corpse suddenly shone brightly, turning golden yellow.
A burning smell permeated the air.
Seeing that something was wrong, Zhang Ping immediately swung his holy sword at the Demon Lord.
But before the sword light could strike, the Demon Lord instantly moved behind the demon corpse, and the sword light was blocked by the huge corpse.
Zhang Ping wanted to continue, but then he saw the Demon Lord reveal a look of madness.
"Now that you've come looking for me, offer your body to me!"
As his body expanded, he instantly transformed into a 100-meter giant.
The whistling sound of something tearing through the air came towards Zhang Ping!
A fist as big as a mountain!
Zhang Ping's pupils contracted.
That speed!
Without a second thought, he vanished from his spot and reappeared ten miles away.
A fiery red streak of air was left where he had just hovered.
Those were the marks of flames caused by intense friction between the air and the flames.
"Not bad speed! I'd like to see how many times you can dodge!" The Demon Lord grinned maliciously.
"If we were outside, even with your Divine Power Realm strength, we wouldn't be able to do anything to you. But I've studied this sealed space for ten thousand years, and I've long since been able to smuggle out its rules for my own use! Seal it!"
An immense pressure descended upon him from the heavens and earth, and Zhang Ping felt as if he were sinking into the deep sea, surrounded by endless pressure, which greatly reduced his movement speed.
"As expected." He breathed a sigh of relief, without panicking.
Even before he arrived, he had anticipated that the Demon Lord would have unexpected methods here.
But he still came.
A deafening sound pierced the air!
Zhang Ping defied the odds. Black lines began to appear on his fair skin, spreading across his entire body.
His once clear black and white eyes instantly turned completely black.
A bulge appeared on its back, and the terrifying black wings of the 100-meter-long mirror tore open!
"Life Armor!"
. . . . . .
Southern Xinjiang remains desolate; the only change is the ever-shaking sky.
The demons and beasts hidden deep underground sensed this fluctuation and began digging tunnels even deeper. Fear filled their hearts.
To the north, there was wind and snow.
The heavy snow came suddenly; one moment the sky was clear and high, and the next moment it was filled with snow.
This bizarre scene has never been seen in thousands of years.
In the air above the battlefield, Chu Hanwei and his two companions sensed that the Demon Lord's strength had greatly diminished after he split in two. They fought with all their might to surround and kill him.
The sun rose and set.
The wind and snow were particularly fierce at night, and a small figure crawled out from the pile of corpses.
Lu Yu wiped the blood from his face; there was a deep gash on his chest, revealing the bone.
He cautiously looked around; no one was fighting anymore, or they had gone elsewhere. Or perhaps they were all dead.
Exhausted earlier, he had escaped death by hiding under corpses in a moment of crisis, thanks to a martial art he had once learned. Now, crawling out, he looked up at the northeastern sky.
Through the clouds, four beams of light could be faintly seen flying back and forth in the sky.
He knew that was the final battleground. They would fight to the death below, but in the end, the outcome would always be decided there above.
"We absolutely have to win!" Lu Yu said, looking quite disheveled.
The youthful spirit he once had when he followed the Lu family's caravan has long since vanished. Years of travel have prematurely turned his hair gray. His strength has increased rapidly, but he has also been left with a body full of injuries.
They did not leave with the others. Instead, they chose to stay and fight against the demons.
Beyond the green mountains, an old farmer sat on the edge of a field, when a sudden blizzard crushed the unharvested wheat.
The old woman wiped away her tears, her wrinkled hands, red from the cold, as she searched for scattered wheat in the snow.
"Oh dear, such good wheat, ruined just like that! You old fool, hurry and salvage some before it spoils, or it'll all be gone overnight!"
With slightly stiff hands, she struggled to pull the bamboo basket over, and seeing her husband still sitting motionless on the edge of the field, she couldn't help but grumble and urge him on.
The old farmer took a puff of his pipe and said, "You old woman, you don't understand anything. Our son is fighting in the west. If he loses, everything will be gone. What's the use of picking up these things now?"
"You old man, what do you know? What will you eat if you don't pick wheat?" the old woman said angrily.
"Many wild animals freeze to death on the mountain. I'll go and collect a few later so you can have a taste."
Hearing this, the old woman fell silent, letting the old farmer gaze westward, lost in thought.
Faintly, one could hear the words uttered from the old farmer's cracked lips: "We must win..."
. . . . . .
"We absolutely have to win!"
Dao Yuanzi was engulfed in flames, his lifespan burning wildly.
He clung tightly to the Demon Lord, holding him in place, and roared.
Xu Rulin transformed into a gigantic monster, continuously injecting his power into the Demon Lord's body to stabilize his form.
Chu Hanwei, her black hair fluttering, had a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.
The Frost Sword trembled incessantly before him.
"This is the final blow, it has to succeed!" She bit her lip slightly.
The imprisoned Demon Lord showed no signs of panic.
Just as Chu Hanwei was preparing to unleash a full-force attack, a streak of light suddenly appeared in the south.
A streak of light flashed by, and in an instant, it was in front of her.
It happened so fast that no one had time to react. By the time they came to their senses, the flowing light had already merged with the Frost Sword, turning into a strange longsword.
The longsword radiated an endless holy light.
Only then did the booming sound of something breaking through the air arrive.
While Chu Han was slightly frightened, she discovered that the change in the Frost Sword brought her a radiant power, propelling her to another level.
The moment the Demon Lord saw the Holy Sword, all the expressions on his face froze, and he exclaimed in disbelief:
"The Holy Sword?! How is this possible! The main body couldn't possibly have failed!"
In the midst of the Demon Lord's panic, Chu Hanwei seized the opportunity, and the Holy Sword flew out, piercing through the Demon Lord's body.
Dao Yuanzi, who was pressed tightly against the back, was also pierced by the sword light.
"The grand plan for recovery..."
As the sword light pierced through, cracks began to appear on the Demon Lord's body, like shattered porcelain.
He looked down at the large hole in his chest that was emitting a white glow, and spoke unwillingly.
As the words fell, his body shattered into fragments and vanished into the world.
The flying holy sword made a round trip and then soared straight into the sky, piercing through the heavens!
This triggered the celestial seal that shrouded the former lands of Wei and Zhao.
Golden chains appeared across the sky, radiating endless light that illuminated the earth.
The snow melted away in an instant.
At this moment, there is no place in the former territory of Wei and Zhao that is shrouded in darkness.
Deep in Zhantai Mountain, halfway up the mountain, lies a farmer's home.
Wen Gaoyang, who was pressing down on the woman and loosening his grip, sensed the light falling the moment it appeared. He let out a strange cry and then transformed into a wisp of black smoke, disappearing into the ground.
The woman, realizing the fierce body on her back had left, immediately scrambled to her feet, hurriedly gathered her clothes scattered throughout the room, and whispered, "Wen Lang? Wen Lang?"
no respond.
"We won?" Lu Yu saw the demonic figures in the distance vanish the moment the light fell, and he stood up completely from the mountain of corpses.
"Old man, the snow is gone, and the wheat has come back to life!" The old woman said, pulling her husband along as she saw the wheat in the field reappearing from the melted snow.
The old farmer, however, was looking west with a big smile, seemingly unconcerned about the rusty smell in his mouth.
"We won! We won..."
High in the sky above the battlefield, Chu Hanwei fainted. The holy sword lifted her body and disappeared.
Xu Rulin dodged the holy sword's radiance and was unable to stop it.
At this moment, the entire former territory of Wei and Zhao was abuzz with the joy of being reborn.
Even in the desolate southern borderlands, strange beasts hidden deep underground have resurfaced.
The crack in the sky disappeared, but what no one noticed was that...
In the final moment before the crack disappeared, a swaying figure flew out from the crevice.
It fell southwards.