Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast-Chapter 686: Supreme Dominance of An Era, the Arrival of the King of Gods (II)

Chapter 686: Supreme Dominance of An Era, the Arrival of the King of Gods (II)

Anselm, whose three heads each bore nine demon horns, shook one head. "We cannot be careless. Even before reaching the mythical level, that Chu Batian had already displayed combat strength at the peak of the mythical level—his power is monstrous.

"Such a freak cannot be judged by common sense. Now that he has broken through, his strength is even greater. And on top of that, he has also mastered a secret art that allows him to summon a titan-level colossal beast."

Pausing briefly, Anselm’s eyes turned icy. "When the time comes, we will sacrifice every life within the demonic region and activate the Abyssal Corridor to sever the connection between heaven and earth, in order to suppress his summoning arts.

"In addition, do not hold back. Burn your origin power and unleash your full might against Chu Batian. Even if we cannot kill him, we must at least injure him and damage his foundation.

"As long as we can destroy Chu Batian’s foundation, it will be considered a great achievement. Even if our true forms are shattered in the process, we can still use the Kordosta Clan’s racial artifact to transfer our demonic souls back.

"His Majesty has already promised me that if we succeed, he will use precious resources to help us reconstruct our bodies, and perhaps even grant us materials to advance further."

At those words, the eyes of the three Demon Kings burned with fervor. When they looked down at the million-strong demonized army, their gazes were devoid of emotion—utterly indifferent.

Compared to humanity, which had only risen to power in the past few decades, the Purgatory Clan had accumulated an overwhelming arsenal of secret arts, demonic scriptures, foreign cultivation arts, inherited weapons, and forbidden artifacts.

This was why they preferred to corrupt and enslave other alien races as vassals—they served as cannon fodder in battle, and as sacrificial fuel against overwhelming enemies.

Upon learning of Chen Chu’s imminent arrival, they had already contacted the Purgatory Clan’s stronghold in the rear, receiving the transmission of over a dozen forbidden weapons to serve as the foundations of their demonic array.

These inherited weapons, each hailing from different civilizations, possessed devastating power. Normally, they were kept as the Purgatory Clan's treasures, safeguarded for emergencies.

Although these artifacts were immensely powerful, they would be destroyed after being forcibly activated with demonic energy—every use of one also meant losing it.

After the brief discussion, the three demon kings fell silent, their expressions cold as they awaited the imminent battle. They knew very well that they had already been abandoned—along with the Demon God Cult, which had been established here over the course of several decades.

Under normal circumstances, Chu Batian’s deep infiltration into the Alliance of Gods should have been a perfect opportunity to ambush him. However, the fact that no peak great demon king had been summoned from the rear meant that reinforcements were not coming.

Thus, they had no choice but to fight to the death—either they slew Chu Batian or inflicted grievous wounds before escaping with their souls. There was no second option.

Boom!

Suddenly, the dark demonic clouds above the sky trembled violently. In the next instant, an overwhelming force descended from the heavens.

A golden beam thousands of meters long ripped through the demonic clouds, followed by a torrent of searing-hot golden fireballs, each over a hundred meters in diameter, plummeting toward the battlefield.

"Watch out!"

As the fireballs rained down from the sky, powerful demonic qi surged forth in dozens of bursts from the ten legions, unleashing their collective power in a desperate counterattack.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The ocean of demonic qi surged and roiled, and countless demonic dragons, each spanning a thousand meters in length, erupted into the sky, roaring as they lunged toward the descending fireballs.

Boom!

The moment the fireballs collided with the dragons, they exploded in blinding radiance, unleashing endless waves of golden flames that obliterated everything in their path.

The scorching shockwaves from the explosions shook the heavens and the earth, illuminating half of the sky. Even the formations above the nearest two legions trembled under the violent disturbance of the demonic qi.

Boom! Boom!

At that instant, streaks of lightning crackled across the sky. Hundreds of massive thunderbolts, each spanning thousands of meters, descended from above, causing the very ground to tremble.

Amid the storm of Divine Thousand-Tribulation Lightning, the raging demonic qi was shattered. Over ten thousand high-level alien warriors were instantly reduced to ash, leaving behind massive, scorched craters across the battlefield.

Against the backdrop of lightning, Chen Chu emerged slowly from a rift in the demonic clouds, clad in black and red ornate battle armor and wielding the Eight Desolations Creation Halberd.

Beneath his feet, golden flames formed stairs, allowing him to descend step by step. His overwhelming aura surged across the battlefield, pressing down upon the million-strong alien army, and making them feel as if an insurmountable weight had fallen upon them.

Gazing at Chen Chu and his utterly domineering aura, Anselm, his entire body clad in dark golden scales, spoke coldly. "Human... I didn’t expect you to come knocking on death’s door. Since you’re here, stay."

The moment Anselm’s voice fell, the entire demonic region trembled.

Within the thousands of kilometers of mountain ranges that crisscrossed the region, towering demonic pillars began to rise from the rivers of molten lava, each one spanning thousands of meters.

As these pillars emerged, the ground around them shattered, spewing torrents of scorching lava from the cracks. Countless mutated beasts and alien tribes were instantly swallowed by the cataclysm, and an overwhelming surge of demonic qi erupted toward the heavens.

With the region, spanning over twenty thousand kilometers, as the foundation, and the pillars as the core—bolstered by the sacrificial blood of two million alien warriors and countless demonized beasts—the very heavens and earth changed.

An infinite crimson radiance shot skyward, transforming into dark red tendrils that reached deep into the sky and slowly dragged down a twisted, dark, bloody world from beyond.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the abyssal power descended, the entire world trembled, consumed by the black and red energy that cascaded from above.

Everything transpired in an instant. Before Chen Chu could react, the world around him shifted, space overturning as he was forcibly dragged into a corridor-like dimension.

In this world, the sky was barely ten thousand meters high, filled with an oppressive gravitational force—the closer one got to the heavens, the heavier the pressure became.

Under this overwhelming gravity, even Chen Chu was abruptly dragged down, crashing into the ground with an earth-shattering boom. The terrain beneath him collapsed, forming a hundred-meter-wide crater as the shockwaves rippled for kilometers.

It wasn’t just Chen Chu—the three demon kings, who had revealed their true forms, were also forcibly pulled to the ground under the immense gravitational force. Now, no one could fly.

Furthermore, transcendent energy had vanished entirely, leaving only an atmosphere saturated with abyssal demonic qi, akin to void energy.

Within this dense qi, the demonized aliens experienced an explosive surge in their power. In fact, the demonic qi was so concentrated that it ignited like black flames on their bodies, burning their flesh, essence, and very souls.

Meanwhile, with the continued sacrificial offerings from the demonic region, the three demon kings experienced an unprecedented power surge. With a thunderous roar, they shattered their limits—each ascending to the level of great demon kings.

Their three-headed, six-armed forms expanded massively, growing to a thousand meters in height. Every movement now stirred hurricanes of energy, their mere presence causing the battlefield to tremble.

As the three demon kings experienced this unprecedented power boost due to the abyssal descent, Chen Chu found himself heavily suppressed.

In this environment devoid of transcendent energy, he could no longer harness the power of heaven and earth to amplify his strength. Worse still, every use of his divine law power came at a cost—it could no longer be replenished.

This was the demon kings’ greatest advantage. With their strength rising while Chen Chu’s dwindled, they were certain they could defeat him.

"Attack."

Boom!

At Anselm’s command, ten legions of demonized aliens erupted with demonic qi, their banners unleashing a colossal vortex of qi.

Forbidden weapons emerged from the banners within this vortex—an incomplete cleaving saber, the leg bone of a colossal beast, a shattered bronze mirror, and more, each radiating unimaginable power and an overwhelming aura of destruction.

The incomplete cleaving saber ripped space itself in two with a single slash, exuding an aura of unparalleled sharpness.

The colossal beast’s leg bone, stretching over a hundred meters, erupted with an immense gravitational force the moment it appeared above Chen Chu, dragging him down.

Boom!

Beneath him, the ground collapsed, forming a hundred-meter-deep crater shaped like the footprint of a colossal beast.

This demonic array, which gathered the power of the army and unleashed it explosively, was one of the foundational strengths of the Purgatory True Demon Clan—akin to humanity’s advanced technology, making them unrivaled in large-scale battlefield combat.

If not for the Human Federation’s advancements in technology and unmanned mechs, they would have been completely outmatched in logistics and sustained warfare against the two Purgatory Empires.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, Chen Chu was engulfed by a barrage of devastating attacks. Each strike carried the destructive power of a middle-stage demon king, and due to the amplification of the forbidden weapons, some attacks were even stronger.

The entire battlefield trembled. Within a radius of several kilometers, everything was obliterated—earth exploded, while space was compressed and shattered, sending shockwaves rippling outward.

When the dust settled, however, all that remained was a three-kilometer-wide crater—and Chen Chu, standing unscathed, his expression indifferent. Around him, golden diamond-shaped halos flickered, exuding an aura of unshakable, indestructible might.

This defense made the three demon kings, who had planned to exhaust him with their forces, narrow their eyes. Their nine heads exchanged glances, realizing their strategy had failed.

"Kill him!" The three thousand-meter-tall demon kings charged forward, especially Anselm, the strongest among them. His six arms each wielded a black demonic spear, their heads swirling with black energy as they distorted the surrounding space with their sharp, penetrating power.

"You think suppressing the power of heaven and earth will drain me to death?" A mocking smirk appeared in Chen Chu’s eyes.

Boom!

Endless crimson radiance erupted from his body, transforming into a Blood Sea Purgatory spanning thousands of meters. Within the blinding blood-red glow, his body expanded, shifting into his True Demon God Form—three faces, six arms—releasing an aura so terrifying it was beyond description.

The halberd in his hands extended to seven hundred meters, wrapped in a dense blood-red glow, its weight unfathomable. With a mere swing, it moved at a hundred times the speed of sound, shattering space itself and forming a fan-shaped void of darkness that engulfed the charging demon kings.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Under the immense weight of his blood-enshrouded halberd, three of Anselm’s black demonic spears, which could pierce through worlds, were obliterated. The dark-red flame crown descending from the sky exploded, and the overwhelming blood-colored hell spikes surging toward him disintegrated.

In a single devastating blow, Chen Chu shattered all three demon kings’ attacks. Then, in a flash, he crossed dozens of kilometers, appearing directly in front of one of the demonic arrays. With a single swing of his halberd, space was compressed into solid form, slicing open a thousands-meter-long vacuum.

Everything in his path, including thousands of alien warriors, was reduced to mist, leaving behind a three-kilometer-wide empty battlefield.

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Before anyone could react, in the blink of an eye, Chen Chu swung his halberd dozens of times. Through his divine ability, his afterimages multiplied across the battlefield, each one wielding overwhelming power. In an instant, the ground within dozens of kilometers collapsed, space ruptured, and four elite alien legions were annihilated.

At the heart of the demonic qi vortex, the demonic banners were shattered, and even the forbidden weapons sealed within them—artifacts inherited from alien civilizations—were obliterated by the sheer force of his Eight Desolations Creation Halberd.

In the span of a heartbeat, four entire legions—four hundred thousand elite alien warriors, each possessing the physique of a Fifth Heavenly Realm cultivator—had been massacred. The blood sea domain surrounding Chen Chu expanded wildly, his killing intent surging into the heavens.

Against his unstoppable true form, with absolute strength and overwhelming speed, even without harnessing the power of heaven and earth, he could still destroy everything—his every movement wielding the ultimate force of annihilation.

This mortifying slaughter speed sent shockwaves through the three demon kings, who had just been forced back by a single strike.