allonlinenovel Chapter 131 The Fall of the Eight Kings
Chapter 131 The Fall of the Eight Kings
Above the ever-changing battlefield of Chengzhou, Prince Pingyang, Zhao Wenqian, stood alone, displaying unparalleled bravery. Facing four extremely powerful adversaries—the Eternal Night Demon Saint, the Linxu Demon Saint, the Yunjin Feather Saint, and the Yunxuan Dragon Saint—he did not flinch, fighting desperately to halt their advance.
Zhao Wenqian held the Heavenly Spirit Spear in his hand. The spear moved with the momentum of a dragon emerging from the sea, and each thrust carried a world-destroying power.
Meanwhile, the Eternal Night Demon Saint, Linxu Demon Saint, Yunjin Feather Saint, and Yunxuan Dragon Saint on the opposite side, in order to surround and kill Zhao Wenqian here as soon as possible, no longer concealed their strength and all revealed their true forms.
The first thing that catches the eye is the Eternal Night Demon Saint, whose true form is an enormous Azure Cloud Beast. This Azure Cloud Beast is surrounded by clouds and mist, as if it has merged with heaven and earth, exuding a chilling aura.
Next was the Linxu Demon Saint, whose true form was a mysterious and unpredictable Tai Xuan Void Beast. This beast had a massive body, strong and powerful limbs, and its body shimmered with a strange light. Then came the Yunjin Demon Saint, who transformed into a majestic purple-gold winged beast, its wings spreading wide enough to blot out the sky, its golden feathers gleaming with dazzling light.
Finally, there was Yunxuan Dragon Saint, whose true form was even more astonishing—it was a legendary five-clawed golden dragon! This golden dragon's scales shone brilliantly, its whiskers fluttered, and it was majestic and extraordinary.
The four enormous beasts had Zhao Wenqian completely surrounded. They were all baring their teeth and claws, their expressions ferocious, clearly confident that they could capture Zhao Wenqian.
At this moment, Yunxuan Longsheng spoke first: "Zhao Wenqian, Zhao Wenqian, you are indeed quite capable to have held off the four of us for so long. But now the situation is settled, and no matter how much you struggle, it will be in vain. As long as you are willing to surrender to us obediently, we can spare your life and leave you a way out. Why be so stubborn?"
However, facing Yun Xuanlong Sheng's attempt to persuade him to surrender, Zhao Wenqian showed no fear. He stood tall and proud, responding righteously, "Hmph! I am a member of the Zhao family of Ji Palace, with the blood and glory of my family flowing through my veins. We, the Zhao family, have only ever produced heroic souls who die on the battlefield; we have never had anyone who cowardly clings to life! Even if we fight to the last moment, I will never yield!" With that, Zhao Wenqian once again wielded his Heavenly Spirit Spear and charged towards the enemy…
As soon as Zhao Wenqian finished speaking, his body, which had been fighting fiercely, was covered with countless cracks, as if it had been gnawed by millions of ants. This was due to his excessive use of the power of the laws, which had overburdened his body.
In an instant, Zhao Wenqian, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, burned his cultivation and unleashed a heaven-reaching Dharma body, like a war god descending upon the world, confronting the Eternal Night Demon Saint, the Linxu Demon Saint, the Yunjin Feather Saint, and the Yunxuan Dragon Saint.
In a near-mad manner, Zhao Wenqian activated his Heavenly Body, engaging in a thrilling and bloody battle in the sky with the Eternal Night Demon Saint, the Linxu Demon Saint, the Yunjin Feather Saint, and the Yunxuan Dragon Saint.
The Eternal Night Demon Saint, the Linxu Demon Saint, the Yunjin Feather Saint, and the Yunxuan Dragon Saint fought one after another like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey. In an instant, the world changed color and the wind and clouds surged. Zhao Wenqian was eventually killed in battle.
King Chengling Zhao Wenxu and King Guangling Zhao Wengu, like two tenacious pine trees, joined forces to block the three great demon saints: Ziji Demon Saint, Cangmang Demon Saint, and Tianli Demon Saint.
However, by this point in the battle, Zhao Wenxu and Zhao Wengu were exhausted, their bodies covered in wounds, like candles flickering in the wind. They fought two against three, battling to the death, determined to give their lives a glorious end.
Zhao Wenxu and Zhao Wengu exchanged a glance, then simultaneously burst into hearty laughter, as if mocking the injustice of fate. They knew in their hearts that today was their doom. They secretly whispered to each other, "Since we're going to die, we might as well take a few more down with us!"
The two launched a fierce attack like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey, adopting a posture of breaking through the encirclement and fleeing in a sorry state. But how could the three demon saints—Purple Extreme Demon Saint, Vast Expanse Demon Saint, and Heavenly Departure Demon Saint—let them escape so easily?
So they clung to the two like a leech, but unexpectedly, Zhao Wenxu and Zhao Wengu chose to self-destruct. In an instant, the Purple Extreme Demon Saint and the Cangmang Demon Saint fell like meteors, dragged down the Yellow Springs Road by Zhao Wenxu and Zhao Wengu.
Under the siege of more than thirty saints of the demon race, feather race, and dragon race, including Lingyun Feather Saint, Zhengtian Feather Saint, Tianli Dragon Saint, Lize Dragon Saint, Xingchao Dragon Saint, Daoxi Dragon Saint, Xingyuan Demon Saint, and Baiqi Demon Saint.
King Zhao Wendu of Zhenxi laughed wildly, his voice booming like a bell: "Today, I, Zhao Wendu, will not shirk my duty to kill the Feather Saint!" After saying this, King Zhao Wendu of Zhenxi resolutely self-destructed, like a brilliant meteor, taking away the Feather Saint of Lingyun.
King Pingdong, Zhao Wenchi, fought desperately against the combined attacks of Zheng Tianyu Sheng, Tianli Long Sheng, and Li Ze Long Sheng, until the very last moment, shedding his last drop of blood for the Zhao Kingdom.
Yunheng King Long Feimin gazed intently in the direction of Zhao, his eyes seemingly holding a thousand unspoken words, which ultimately transformed into a single, glistening tear that slowly slid down his cheek. Without hesitation, he turned and, like a burning meteor, sped towards Xingchao Longsheng and Daoxi Longsheng.
He silently prayed, "I, Long Feimin, am deeply grateful for the Emperor's favor and will always be loyal. Today, I am willing to sacrifice myself for the country and repay the Emperor's kindness in the next life!" He unleashed a mysterious technique, like a burning flame, igniting his soul, life, and cultivation.
He fought two opponents alone, offering no defense but launching a frenzied attack with overwhelming force, ultimately slaying both Star Tide Dragon Saint and Dao Tide Dragon Saint. However, he himself was powerless to reverse the tide and perished on the spot.
King Zhao Wenjue of Xiping witnessed the defeat on the Chengzhou battlefield. The Eternal Night Demon Saint, the Linxu Demon Saint, the Yunjin Feather Saint, and the Yunxuan Dragon Saint were seriously injured in the attack on Zhao Wenqian. Although Zhao Wenqian was dead, they were also in dire straits.
King Zhao Wenjue of Xiping resolutely chose to self-destruct. His body, like a dazzling firework, led the Eternal Night Demon Saint, the Linxu Demon Saint, the Yunjin Feather Saint, and the Yunxuan Dragon Saint to the Yellow Springs.
On the eve of his self-destruction, Prince Zhao Wenjue of Xiping murmured to himself, "If I can go to the Yellow Springs with the Four Saints, I will have no regrets in this life, and I will not have failed my family in their kindness and upbringing."
King Wen'an, Zhao Ping, witnessed the fall of many kings and became disheartened. He was determined to die and wanted to take a demon saint, feather saint, or dragon saint with him to his grave.
Unexpectedly, a demon expert at the Dao Proving Realm was unusually vigilant. Disregarding his own status, he bullied the weak and oppressed the strong, directly unleashing his heaven-burning and sea-boiling divine power, instantly annihilating Zhao Ping.
By this point in the battle, the eight kings and marquises of Zhao, who were stationed along the Chengzhou defense line, had fallen one after another like shooting stars. Even when facing a powerful enemy, they were willing to die for Zhao.