The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1175 - 450: King of Rage, The Final Curtain_3

Once purified, the plundered life might also turn into nothingness, extinguishing each other, essentially being trapped by passive reversals.

"Before I completely lose control, I will cripple his state..."

"Prepare yourself, child of our race."

"If I cannot kill him with one strike, this guy indeed can blow up a Half-Step Deity when he is in a dying state, that’s when he is the most terrifying..."

"Gurgle!"

Ye Hanjun swallowed a mouthful of nonexistent saliva, his expression intensely solemn.

He glanced over the battlefield and, to be completely safe, forcibly recalled Huazhu, GuaGua, and Absolute String.

Their real bodies were too fragile, so after transmitting a sufficient amount of Lightning, let them return.

The only ones left were the Berserk Mo, along with Sword Thunder Child and Mu Yi.

"Ten Directions Yama King Palace, Slaughter Hell, the Cutting Punishment!"

"Cauldron Soup Hell, the Collapsing Punishment!"

"Shoring Cold Hell, the Ice and Snow Punishment!"

"Copper Column Hell, the Trampling Punishment!"

Ye Hanjun did not hesitate to self-explode four Yama incarnations to exchange for an outburst of the Law-Figure-World.

In an instant, Mu Yi took a deep breath, his frail body swelling and astonishingly propping up the sky.

Then, the fist he slowly raised radiated an astonishing heat, as if condensing all of the sun’s energy.

The Flame of Rage that should have submitted to Mai Ertu and the uncontrollable Fire Element within, all leaned towards Mu Yi’s arm.

"With this punch alone, to remember the Ancient Seven Sins Demon God!"

"You are His demonic offspring, inheriting one-seventh of His Laws, unable to fight you one-on-one in the same realm, there’s a slight regret!"

Mu Yi growled, his arm muscles bulging dramatically.

"BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!"

The next moment, a corner of Flame Lotus Mountain bore a kilometer-wide hole diagonally piercing from top to bottom.

Along the path, whether rock or flame, all turned into nothingness, as if they had never existed.

"RIP!!!"

A punch swung, the shock still not leaving the eyes.

The charged Sword Thunder Child, like a time-traveling spirit, burst out infinite power in a fleeting moment.

It directly passed through Mai Ertu’s skull, the electrical arcs whipping like a dragon’s tail, in a snap, causing a roaring explosion.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Ye Hanjun watched the head of the King of Rage be thrown high.

The expression in his eyes frozen in the mad, rage-filled moment.

"How dare you destroy my Demon Body, you all deserve to die, I won’t let any of you go..."

A hoarse, raging demonic voice followed the firelight into his ears.

Amidst it, Ye Hanjun’s heart clenched, a chill piercing into his temples and reaching the deepest part of his soul.

Super Spirituality... was sending a warning!

This place is unsafe, extremely dangerous, must escape immediately!

"No, even if Sword Thunder Child and Mu Yi join forces, they can’t sever the life of the King of Rage in the same instant..."

"He’s about to self-explode, determined to perish together with us..."

Ye Hanjun bit his tongue, using the fastest soul speed of his life, forcefully recalling the powerless Mu Yi and the dim-colored Sword Thunder Child.

Just as he was about to forcefully recall Mo, he suddenly found it in the state of Apocalypse Awakening, its form turning terrifying.

"SWISH!!"

Hesitating for a moment, Ye Hanjun did not look back and fled.

He stuck all the usable speed-enhancing Runes on his legs, stepping on the azure wind, treading on the Fire Wheel, dashing fiercely.

Despite this, the sense of Death chasing him on his back was like a nightmare he could not shake off.

"I still have six lives left, I should be able to make it..."

As if possessed, Ye Hanjun suddenly looked back.

He saw Mo, standing at the center of ’Demigod Domain: Apocalypse Awakening,’ raising a tendril silently targeting Mai Ertu’s heavily damaged Demon Body.

A pathological smile appeared on its face, and newly grown bloody eyes carried a satisfied relief.

"It’s been a long time since I felt such pain, truly moving..."

"Great Dragon Demon, I’ve saved it all up, the joy you bestowed upon me, I will repay you double!!"

"PUFF!"

A bizarre black ray, like the hand of Death, directly hit the Primitive Dragon Demon Mai Ertu.

Simultaneously, Mai Ertu’s body bloated, his internal organs, all part of the gunpowder, were fully integrated into the skills without any waste.

Unrivaled Supreme: Pain Demon God’s Finger, VS, Extreme Skill: Final Curtain!

This was an unprecedented super explosion, Ye Hanjun, who had escaped dozens of miles away, felt the impact of the aftershocks, and Yama’s substitute for life was triggered continuously.

By the time he regained his senses and looked back at the summit of Flame Lotus Mountain.

Neither the lotus pod nor the burning clouds were anywhere to be seen.

At the end of the sky, rolling thick smoke, unwilling to disperse.

The entire summit of Flame Lotus Mountain seemed as if cleaved by the Savage God, the cut jagged and uneven, as if corroded by a terrifying poison.

"RUSTLE RUSTLE RUSTLE~~~"

Clusters of crimson flames, about the size of a human palm, scattered everywhere, eventually adhering to the rocks and forming conspicuous light sources.

Randomly wandering through the mountains, still searching for Lie Xinxin and the diligent Primitive Dragon Demon, there seemed to be throbbing, they suddenly raised their heads, all looking in the same direction.

"The King’s presence... has it disappeared?"

"Was that ’Final Curtain’? Did the King... self-explode???"