Chapter 572: Bai Yiyuan Is A Jinx

The Skeletal King appeared again, unleashing the same devastating skills and shocking everyone once more.

Lin Moyu had summoned the Skeletal King three times in a row, proof that his skills could be used repeatedly, perhaps even without any cooldown.

Though no one fully understood his skills’ mechanics, everyone present already regarded Lin Moyu as their equal, not just by title as a godly general, but by sheer combat power.

His status rose sharply in their minds. He was only level 69 and hadn’t undergone his third class awakening yet.

Lin Moyu’s potential seemed limitless.

The Skeletal King unleashed Godslayer once again. At the same time, Elemental Rampage erupted violently.

Under the relentless assault from Lin Moyu and Lin Mohan, the Demon Emperor’s gigantic hand finally shattered.

As the surface shattered, the core of the gigantic hand was revealed—an intricate lattice of radiant light that emitting extraordinary aura.

It was the aura of laws.

Lin Moyu’s heart clenched. At last, he understood the true terror of the Demon Emperor’s gigantic hand.

“Brat Lin, see that? That is law force.”

“Laws can infinitely amplify attributes. With just 1 million strength attribute, you could exert the power of 5 or 6 million.”

“Without laws, even if one had 5 million strength attribute, they could only exert half of their power.”

“Laws are both enhancement and sublimation.”

Lin Moyu finally understood.

Attributes mattered. But at the level of the Demon Emperor, it was laws that were truly important.

Attributes were the foundation, while laws were the sublimation.

He had attributes, but no comprehension of laws, and so he could not contend against the Demon Emperor.

The Demon Emperor’s colossal hand crushed the Skeletal King once more.

Around Lin Moyu, the undead army appeared again, the Undying Rings beneath them shattering one after another.

This time, there would be no resurrection. Another death would mean true annihilation.

“Brother, fall back!” Lin Mohan shouted.

The twin swords in her hands blazed to life, two embedded gems flaring simultaneously.

Usually, those gems sat quietly in the hilts—mere decorations to the untrained eye.

But as radiant light burst from them, everyone realized that they were no ornaments.

“Earthfire Beads!” Bai Yiyuan gasped, recognition flashing in his eyes.

Lin Moyu had heard of Earthfire Beads, which were a kind of legendary-grade treasure said to contain the flames of the earth’s core.

Embedding even one into a weapon could raise it from quasi-legendary-grade to legendary-grade.

Lin Mohan had two.

Only she knew how much power the pair could unleash.

The Earthfire Beads erupted, engulfing her swords in searing flames.

When the swords crossed with a sharp clang, Lin Mohan herself was wreathed in fire.

Countless flaming swords appeared in the air, hurtling toward the Demon Emperor’s gigantic hand.

Skill: Sword Flurry!

Lin Moyu had seen this skill before.

Empowered by the two Earthfire Beads, the skill’s power surged.

Within the flaming swords, he sensed something new, a trace of law force.

“Brat Lin, your sister’s drawn out a sliver of law force through the Earthfire Beads’ power.”

“But it’s not enough. That sliver of law force is far from enough to deal with the Demon Emperor!”

Lin Moyu could see it too.

Lin Mohan’s strike was formidable, yet it still fell short before the Demon Emperor’s gigantic hand.

The heavens ignited as countless flaming swords rained down, clashing against the gigantic hand.

The impact was almost silent, but the air twisted violently, space itself trembling on the brink of collapse.

Only those who had touched law force could comprehend the power behind that clash.

The Sword Flurry skill held for less than two seconds.

Since the Demon Emperor’s colossal hand first struck, it had been only six or seven seconds

Lin Moyu and Lin Mohan had exhausted nearly all their trump cards, yet they still were unable to stop it.

Nevertheless, they refused to yield. To let the Soul Millstone be taken was unthinkable, as it still contained vast amounts of soul force.

Lin Moyu channeled the soul force desperately into the gathered God-level experts.

If the Soul Millstone were stolen now, their losses would be catastrophic.

Moreover, what the Demonic Emperor would do after obtaining the Soul Millstone was self-evident.

He also coveted the soul force contained within the Soul Millstone.

Lin Moyu gripped a Law Crystal, preparing to summon an Elemental Lich.

Suddenly a sword light flashed over from the distance, impossibly fast.

A pitch-black sword crossed hundreds of kilometers in an instant, slashing the Demon Emperor’s colossal hand.

The colossal hand trembled, and two of its fingers were severed.

This sword strike possessed immense power, imbued with unparalleled law force.

It was fair to say that this sword strike was more powerful than all the previous efforts of Lin Moyu and Lin Mohan combined."

“The Demon-Slaying Sword, it’s Righteous God’s Demon-Slaying Sword!”

“Righteous God has come!”

“No, only the Demon Slaying Sword has come.”

“Looks like Righteous God hasn’t fully resurrected yet.”

Everyone understood at once.

From within the Demon Emperor’s Palace a thunderous voice boomed, “Jiang Yi! In your half-dead state you think you can stop me? Dream on!”

Jiang Yi’s voice answered from the Demon-Slaying Sword, “We’ll see. Unless your main body descends, I will not let you succeed today.”

“Then I will kill you again!”

The severed fingers regenerated, laws rumbled, and the gigantic hand lunged for the Demon-Slaying Sword.

The Demon-Slaying Sword darted aside with a whoosh and then swung back to strike the Demon Emperor’s gigantic hand.

With Jiang Yi’s interference, the Demon Emperor could not seize the Soul Millstone, at least for the moment.

On the other side, Bai Yiyuan and the others were at their limit.

The spatial channel was jammed with Dreadbeasts, some already half-through.

Though not especially powerful, at most fake God-level, Dreadbeasts were nearly unkillable.

Even combined, Bai Yiyuan and the others could not slay a single one.

Seeing they were going to be overwhelmed, Meng Anwen shouted, “When they come out, gather them together! I’ll try to trap them with a formation.”

If they couldn’t kill the Dreadbeasts, they’d have to trap them and then find another solution.

Everyone braced themselves. The Shenxia Tower ceased its attack.

Meng Anwen’s hands flashed, forming seals at lightning speed.

Hundreds of runes flew out, sinking into the Shenxia Tower.

Using the tower as a conduit, he began constructing a formation, not one of offense, but of restraint, meant to suppress the Dreadbeasts.

Ordinary formations would never hold them. Thus, Meng Anwen made the Shenxia Tower the formation’s suppressive core.

Soul force surged continuously, strengthening his soul.

Meng Anwen noticed his hand-seal speed had increased, a clear benefit of his strengthened soul.

This Soul Devouring Beasts were a great opportunity.

If they could absorb all the remaining soul force, then they all would have the chance to reach level 96, becoming high-tier God-level experts.

Then they would begin to touch upon law force, and their strength would skyrocket.

But that was for later. For now, the Dreadbeasts had to be contained.

Jiang Yi had already engaged the Demon Emperor. Even if he couldn’t win, he could at least buy them precious time.

That should be enough for Lin Moyu to transfer the soul force from the Sou Millstone.

Once they reached level 96 and possessed law force, slaying Dreadbeasts would be a simple task.

Meng Anwen had already figured out a countermeasure, “When they emerge, hold your ground. I’ll seal them with the Shenxia Tower.”

Bai Yiyuan replied, “Understood. As long as a Dreadbeast King doesn’t show up…”

A thunderous roar echoed from the spatial channel.

Bai Yiyuan slapped himself across the mouth. He truly was a jinx; whatever he said came true.

Bai Yiyuan shouted, “Old Meng, can you trap a Dreadbeast King?”

“Trap… my ass!” Meng Anwen’s expression darkened.

That jinx Bai Yiyuan was beyond saving.

If a Dreadbeast King entered the Human World, then the Human World would likely be finished.

Ordinary Dreadbeasts were bad enough, but a Dreadbeast King was far worse.

Feng Chang’an sighed softly, “If the Dreadbeast King really comes, I’ll sacrifice my Ancestral Sword and die with it.”

“I ask you all to take care of the Feng Family.”

Feng Chang’an spoke with resolute determination.

Mo Xinghai stayed calm and composed, “Your Ancestral Sword may not be enough. Add my Mo Family’s Holy Horn!”

“And my Ning Family’s Demon-Suppressing Seal!”

Bai Yiyuan shouted, “You old fellows are picking on me for not having an ancestral legacy.”

Feng Chang’an laughed heartily, “White God, if we fall, our families will be in your care!”

These people had weapons left behind by their ancestors. But such weapons we unleashed, they would kill not only the enemy, but also the wielder.

These were items of mutual destruction, to be used only as a last resort.

“You old fellows, it’s far too early to be talking about death!” A loud, resonant voice rang out.

Yan Kuangsheng gripping a blade in hand, emerged in the distance, flying at high speed.

When he was 1,000 meters away, Yan Kuangsheng swung his blade.

A 1,000-meter-long blade light sliced across the spatial channel, cleaving the Dreadbeasts that had half-emerged in two.