C162 Devil
C162 Devil
"Can we escape?" Duan Wutian's speed was extremely fast, and a tyrannical pressure suddenly surged between heaven and earth, enveloping the entire space.
However, the two figures in front of him didn't stop at all. In fact, they even sped up their footsteps, moving as fast as a ray of light, a thousand miles in a blink of an eye.
"You're courting death." Duan Wutian shouted coldly, he suddenly took a step forward, and the pressure that was enveloping the entire space began to shrink, slowly approaching the central region. The air was filled with a dark and gloomy aura, causing people to feel terrified.
Just at this moment, the Black Shadow in front stopped. A hint of madness flashed across his eyes as he spoke to the figure in green beside him, "You are much faster than me. You should be alive.
"No, let's go together!" The azure-robed figure immediately refused.
"If we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave. If something happens to him, how can we face the princess?!" The Black Shadow's expression was fierce, without any hesitation, he rushed towards Duan Wutian, his battle intent overflowing the heavens.
An aura was also released from the black clothed figure. Countless vines spread out from his body. They continuously twined together, appearing like a giant net that covered the sky.
Seeing the incoming Black Shadow, Duan Wutian's expression was calm, his gaze was cold, as though he was looking down at a god. He said indifferently: "Deadwood, do you think that just by coming here to die, Qingfan can escape?"
"No matter what, I have to give it a try." The black figure spoke slowly. This person was the withered old man who was protecting Duan Ruoxi.
Withered Wood had been protecting Duan Ruoxi for many years and in his heart, he had long treated Duan Ruoxi as his own granddaughter. He would protect the person Duan Ruoxi loved, even if it meant his death.
"Prison." An ice-cold voice came out from Duan Wutian's mouth. Behind him, an endless amount of darkness devil aura surged out like a tide, as though the sky had turned dark.
Seeing this scene, how could Deadwood not understand? Duan Wutian had already fallen into the Devil Dao, his body was filled with a strong evil aura, his eye sockets sunk, his pitch black pupils revealed a gloomy and gloomy aura, there was not even a hint of light in his eyes, he was like a corpse.
Demonic Qi gushed out endlessly into the sky. It was pitch-black and thick, as if it was trying to cover the heaven and earth. There were even evil and brutal voices that could easily confuse people's will and drive them into the abyss.
Endless demonic energy was rolling in the air, turning into dark cages that fell from the sky. Under the cages, everything was locked up and unable to move.
The countless swaying vines were trapped in the cage of darkness, as if frozen in place, unable to move an inch. The moment they were trapped, their life force was madly sucked out by a strange force.
"Quick, run." Old Man Deadwood personally witnessed the terrifying aspect of the dark net. He abruptly turned his head and shouted towards the empty space behind him. At this moment, a green light flashed into the void and instantly vanished.
Strands of dark devil energy circled around his body, vaguely transforming into many black cages, imprisoning this entire space. He suddenly realized that his cultivation seemed to have been sealed, and he was unable to use the Genuine Essence, as though he was a cripple.
"How is this possible!" Deadwood's expression turned to shock, his heart trembled violently. In his memories, Duan Wutian was definitely not that powerful, why did he suddenly become like this?
"You're underestimating me too much." The corner of Duan Wutian's mouth hooked into a mocking smile, and his eyes revealed an unparalleled arrogance as he arrogantly spoke: "Tianyu Country is too small, and couldn't tolerate me. I am destined to become a figure of the Emperor, have control of the Endless Territories, and decide one's life and death with a single word!"
"Why did you do that? With your talent, if you focus on cultivation, you might be able to reach that step. Becoming a Devil Dao will only make you lose your humanity!" Deadwood said coldly.
At this time, only a few breaths had passed since Qingfan had left just now. However, Duan Wutian's expression was still incomparably calm, as if he did not care about Qingfan's escape at all. Everything was within his control, and no one could defy his will.
"With my talent, am I that strong?" Duan Wutian seemed to have recalled something, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face: "If I did not cultivate the power of the Devil Dao, how could I have surpassed Duan Chen? Today, how would I become the emperor that everyone is watching over?"
"It's you …" Kill the late emperor and the first prince! " Deadwood cried out as his heart trembled uncontrollably, as if he had heard some shocking secret.
It was no wonder that the late emperor Duan Tianfeng had suddenly died and the First Prince Duan Chen had gone missing.
"No, I only killed that old fart. My elder brother has extraordinary talent, and I didn't kill him." Duan Wutian suddenly grinned at Deadwood, but his smile was ice-cold, causing people to feel fear.
It was sufficient to see that he had already lost all humanity, and had completely turned into a cold-blooded devil.
Deadwood's gaze suddenly focused, and he immediately asked, "Then where is the First Prince right now?"
"Don't worry, I will let you know." Duan Wutian laughed coldly, he suddenly extended his hand forward, and a wave of terrifying grabbing power pounced out, the dried wood was directly sucked in front of him like a puppet.
Seeing Deadwood's fearless expression, a peculiar glint flashed across Duan Wutian's eyes as he laughed meaningfully: "You can be considered sincere as well. Then, before you die, do one more thing for me."
"What are you doing?" Looking at Duan Wutian's crafty smile, Deadwood could not help but have a bad premonition in his heart.
"What do you think?" Duan Wutian laughed sinisterly, as countless terrifying black beams of light shot out from his eyes, they were so terrifying that they penetrated directly into the eyes of the dried tree.
Ah!
After which, a blood-curdling screech rang out, and the body of Deadwood trembled uncontrollably. His black hair danced in the wind, and his facial expression kept changing, as if he was struggling. However, the black qi gradually corroded his eyes, wanting to submerge his mind and drive him into the abyss.
"Enchanted." Duan Wutian looked at the dried tree and said calmly.
After several breaths of time, Deadwood's body no longer trembled, but his eyes lost their light. They were incomparably dark and gloomy, and his entire body was suffused with a terrifying demonic energy. He billowed and roared like an unforgivable devil.
"Master." A low and hoarse voice came from Deadwood's throat, like a puppet that had no ability to think.
"Very good." Duan Wutian looked at the current state of the dead tree, his eyes filled with satisfaction. He then ordered: "Go to Mysterious Sky Palace now and tell the experts there that Sky Feather's elders and disciples have been killed by the joint forces of the Cloud Sky Sect and the Splinter Soul Mountain. The Sky Feather Royal Family is powerless to stop them, we hope that they can help us out."
"Understood." Deadwood immediately disappeared from where he stood, as if he had just vanished into thin air.
Following that, Duan Wutian looked ahead, his pitch black and deep gaze seemed to pierce through space, seeing the green figure that was constantly moving in the sky, and the corners of his mouth raised into a smile that would cause people's hearts to tremble.
"Can we escape?"
With a wave of his hand, the previously calm and serene space before him abruptly erupted forth with violent fluctuations, as though layers upon layers of ripples were rippling out.
A thousand ripples appeared and a black crack actually appeared on the surface of the space. As if it had been directly torn apart, a terrifying storm blade slashed out. This kind of power was enough to easily tear apart a Peak of Yuanfu Stage Ranker.
If someone saw this scene, they would definitely be extremely shocked, because Duan Wutian's cultivation was not Peak of Yuanfu Stage, but instead, an Elemental King!
Duan Wutian had hidden his true cultivation too deeply, and no one knew what it was. Even though Deadwood and Qing Fan had been by his side for a long time, they did not know that he had already stepped into the realm of the Elemental King. The aura being emitted from his body was even stronger than Xu Li's!
Duan Wutian's entire body was enveloped in a dark demonic aura, he walked into the black spatial crack and entered into the void. He seemed to be walking very slowly, but in reality, every step he took traversed across the Endless Space, as he flew at full speed.
Yuanfu Stage Cultivator could control the air to travel, and with some strong Yuanfu Stage, he could hide in the air for a short period of time, travel across space, and travel thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.
However, in the eyes of King Yuan, this was nothing.
As everyone knew, at the beginning of the world, there were three thousand great Daos that supported the world, and after that, there were tens of thousands of rules that existed everywhere in the world.
However, not many people could truly comprehend the profoundness contained within these words.
In this world, there were too many Yuanfu Stage. Countless, even Tianyu Country had many Yuanfu Stage, and there were even many Peak of Yuanfu Stage. However, not a single Primordial King was born.
It was because there was an essential difference between the Natal Palace and the King of Origin, and that was the usage of the laws. To judge whether a martial artist had truly stepped into the cultivation realm, the only standard was whether or not they could use the Rule Power.
The peak of Yuanfu seemed to be only a step away from Yuanfu, yet this step was akin to a natural moat. It was unknown how many people had been blocked out and they would never be able to step foot into it.
Even though Yuanfu Stage was the third realm of cultivation and to a certain extent, it had only reached the peak of an ordinary person. One could faintly feel the existence of Rule Power in the world, but there was always a barrier between them that was unable to see it clearly.
When one entered the world of cultivation, they could clearly see the flow of the Rule Power of heaven and earth moving. The world they saw was different from what ordinary people saw; it was more magnificent, more profound, and more beautiful. Wonderful.
Duan Wutian advanced through the air, continuously tearing open space. Very quickly, he saw a green figure flash not far away, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"No need to struggle, you won't be able to escape." Duan Wutian said indifferently, he pointed out his finger and an invisible force swept out, locking everything in place. This entire area was under his control, controlled by his will.
If Elder Chen was here, he would definitely be shocked, because he had used this technique to seal off the space in the past, and he had relied on this technique to keep Xu Li and the other person here.
Almost in an instant, Qingfan was completely controlled by that formless restrictive force. He felt as if he had entered a world of Devil Dao, dark and without daylight, with devils dancing chaotically. The heaven and earth were filled with an evil and lustful greyness, as the wails of ghosts and the howls of wolves resounded in his ears.
"You've actually fallen into the Devil Dao. It's all in vain for us to call you the Heavenly Feather Emperor. Truly laughable!" Qingfan coldly looked at Duan Wutian. He knew that he had already reached the end of his road, and Duan Wutian's strength exceeded his imagination. It was simply impossible for him to escape.
Qingfan and Deadwood were the seniors who had followed beside the previous Emperor Duan Ling Tian, and they watched Duan Wutian slowly grow up. In terms of seniority, Duan Wutian still had to respectfully call them seniors, and back then, they had also strongly supported Duan Wutian in ascending to the throne.
However, now that he saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel incomparably remorseful and regretful. Only now did he finally understand how wrong he had made the decision back then, and how ignorant he was.
The person he supported with his full support had actually become a great devil, and now he was going to take his life? How ironic was this!
"How could an ant know the will of the Kun Peng when he is short-sighted?" Duan Wutian indifferently swept Qingfan with his gaze, and was extremely disdainful. With a wave of his hand, thirty thousand meters of black air suddenly appeared in the air, transforming into a long chain, and locked Qingfan inside.
"Come with me." After that, Duan Wutian no longer looked at Qingfan, and tore open the space once again, as he walked towards the palace. Qingfan, on the other hand, was being dragged in the air by the ten thousand meter chains, as she endured the pain of being strangled by the spatial storm.