The Steward Demonic Emperor

Chapter 1170: Unsealed

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“Thunder Cage!”

Baili Yutian raised his hand in Zhuo Fan’s direction and grabbed at air, “A shame I’ll be the one going to Devil Mountain. Zhuo Fan, farewell forever.”

Rumble!

Thunder rumbled, like the space was cracking as the lightning around Zhuo Fan boxed him in like a claw from all directions. Purple lightning was prevalent everywhere he looked, blocking any means of escape.

Zhuo Fan was fated to be blasted into thousands of pieces.

Watching their only hope about to shatter, the rest sighed. Luo Yunchang teared up as she cried, “Zhuo Fan!”

“Master!”

“Big brother Zhuo!”

“Steward Zhuo!”

All of the Luo clan was worried, yet powerless to do anything more than shout.

Qiao’er and Gu Santong were his children, and the only ones calm. They just watched, like it was all just a show.

Ouyang Lingtian gave them an odd look, “Aren’t you the least bit worried your father’s about to die?”

“Why should we be? You call that dying when dad didn’t even go all out?” Gu Santong scoffed, “Wait until dad’s out of tricks and can’t do anything. That’s where the real danger is. Until then, this is nothing, he-he-he…”

Ouyang Lingtian gave him a long and dull look, “Your dad didn’t go all out yet? He used all of the four sword arts and even that wasn’t enough to deal with Baili Yutian, now a stage above him, a Spirit King. How can he still have a way of pulling off a win in this desperate situation? “

“Ice King, you just don’t know our dad!”

Qiao’er teased, “Dad only focused on the sword for the last hundred years, but it’s not like he didn’t beat others before that. You know most of dad’s power is in his eyes. Anything short of that means going easy.” 

[Eyes?]

Ouyang Lingtian’s side blinked, turning to the white figure in the sky and found him to be unphased from all the deadly lightning crackling around. He gave a casual pull at the eye cover and showed eyes encased in ice, along with a strange mark on his forehead.

[I understand the Heaven Sealing Sword Art fully and know how to use sealing. The eyes shouldn’t lash out again, ha-ha-ha…]

Zhuo Fan made a sign and brought two fingers to his forehead.

Hum~

The mark on Zhuo Fan’s forehead glowed an intense blue as it faded slowly from his skin.

As its power disappeared, the frost on his eyes melted. Zhuo Fan became excited, eagerly anticipating the result.

Rumble~

The lightning was right next to him now. Baili Yutian flicked his hand and the area crackled hard. Zhuo Fan was surrounded by a flood of lightning, the purple color so blinding and the power terrifying. As it spread, everything in its path died. 

“Zhuo Fan!” Luo Yunchang wailed, with the rest sighing. Bali Yuyu hung her head forlorn. 

[I should’ve stopped you from meeting the Patriarch, but now…]

Ouyang Lingtian made a weird face, turning to Gu Santong. 

[Where’s your dad? Dead?]

The two still looked undisturbed, puzzling the other Dharma Kings. 

Baili Yutian sighed at the white glow becoming stronger and bigger, “A poor ending, but at least I got my pass for Devil Mountain. Now I can go without qualms, ha-ha-ha…”

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll be laying waste to your empire if you go?” A wild laughter came.

Baili Yutian’s heart jumped, turning to where the lightning was most focused.

Rumble~

A crackle far louder and terrible than the purple lightning’s covered the sky as black thunderflames exploded into existence. The purple lightning put up no resistance in its path, revealing a most familiar figure, unaffected by the encroaching black flames. 

But now his eyes were opened, the right eye glowed golden with four rings while the left eye glowed faintly blue with sparks around the sucking abyss of flames.

Baili Yutian gasped, “Why are you not dead?”

“I told you, I should be the one to fulfill your will. How could I die before that?” Zhuo Fan smirked. 

Baili Yutian stared at him hard, then chuckled, “Humph, it won’t change anything regardless. You are in the Genesis Stage and can’t do anything to me. I’m truly invincible now. I don’t know how you lived through that, but you can’t harm me. You can survive every time you want, but you’ll never win!”

Zhuo Fan gave a deep smile in reply.

[True, against a Spirit King, the Genesis Stage is worlds below.]

Baili Jingwei snickered, filled with disdain. 

[You got out alive, but the Patriarch’s the ultimate existence of this world, what could you possibly do? Humph…]

Baili Yutian’s eyes shone and sent a palm attack, “A Sword King’s Lashing! Let’s see you deal with this!”

Whoosh~

The whole sky crackled and was littered with purple sword waves as they rained down on Zhuo Fan. Unlike the last time, not only the range was way bigger, but the power had multiplied as well, as did their numbers. The thick hail of energy blades came down on Zhuo Fan, to skewer him and bury him. Invincible Sword watched for anything he might pull this time.

It was quite baffling how Zhuo Fan just stood there, not budging an inch…

Whoosh~

Zhuo Fan flickered out of sight, the wide attack hitting nothing. 

“Where’d he go?” Baili Yutian started.

Whoosh!

A fierce gale blew out just then from his side.

Baili Yutian flinched and slashed with Sundering Sword in reflex.

Bam!

With a scarlet glow and the familiar ruthless power coming into his heart, Baili Yutian’s hands went soft as he got flung into the air. His blood was boiling as he stopped in the air, finding Zhuo Fan in his previous position, with his right eye shining in one golden halo.

“The space is under my control, how did you get next to me? That’s impossible!”

“Thunderflame Void Annihilation!”

Zhuo Fan’s reply was a quirky smile, his right eye shining in two golden rings while his left flashed with the black thunderflame.

Whoosh~

A broken beam of black flames shot from Zhuo Fan’s eyes and at Baili Yutian. Thanks to Zhuo Fan’s boost in power, his eyes grew stronger as well, to a terrifying degree. 

Even Baili Yutian, a fresh Spirit King was slow to react against the thunderflame empowered Void Annihilation as it came for his life.

Baili Yutian could only use the ability of a Spirit King, extending his fingers to warp space in front of the attack and deflect it.

It didn’t help.

Bam!

The attack hadn’t deviated even an inch, the black beam of flames shooting for the Invincible Sword still. As Void Annihilation was the bane of any spatial skills, no spatial attack could affect it. The move wouldn’t be so named otherwise.

The thunderflame was also capable of burning anything in existence.

The Invincible Sword ended up a powerless Spirit King before this kind of attack, forced back despite his overwhelming power.

The Divine Eye of the Void was a Sovereign’s ultimate skill as well. There was hardly any skill more qualified in the spatial field in the whole Sacred Domain…