320: Strange power, the devil dies again

Xiao Zhuo's pupils constricted!

The corner of the Glazed Immortal Palace, which was solidifying and appearing from nothingness, was all too familiar to him—it was precisely the entrance to the Secret Realm of the Immortal Palace that ultimately turned into living dead in Chu Chen's dream world!

A strong sense of unease, like ice water, instantly permeated his limbs and bones.

However, the Illusory Dream Dao, which was originally as easy to control as an arm, was now completely out of control, frantically drawing power, attempting to forcibly drag this dream existence into the real dimension!

Xiao Zhuo's original intention was merely to test whether he could materialize a Saint-Grade existence, even if it was just a corpse.

More deeply, he wanted to verify whether the bizarre and peerless power in that dream could also be projected into reality.

If successful, this would undoubtedly become his ultimate trump card.

But now, the situation had clearly spiraled out of control!

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and Xiao Zhuo no longer hesitated.

He fully activated the Free and Natural Heavenly Art, forcefully suppressing the rampaging Illusory Dream Dao!

At the same time, the Dao phantom of the True Dao manifested around him, carrying the majestic power of destroying illusions, and fiercely pressed down on the out-of-control Illusory Dream Dao, which was continuously pouring power into the phantom of the Immortal Palace!

“Om—!”

Under Xiao Zhuo's full suppression, the Illusory Dream Dao began to tremble violently.

The corner of the Immortal Palace, which was about to fully solidify, also flickered erratically, like a candle in the wind.

“There's a turning point!” Xiao Zhuo's spirit lifted, and he focused even more on activating the True Dao.

Beneath the layer of fierce winds, the battle between the three major abyss allied armies and the Corpse Clan army continued, but no one dared to approach within ten miles of Xiao Zhuo and Chu Chen's battlefield.

At this moment, that dreamlike area fluctuated violently like boiling water.

“Boom—!”

When Xiao Zhuo, for the hundredth time, drove the True Dao to strike down, the out-of-control Illusory Dream Dao finally buckled under the pressure, letting out a wail, and collapsed with a bang!

The phantom of the Glazed Immortal Palace, like a popped bubble, quickly twisted, faded, and finally vanished into thin air.

“It's done!” Xiao Zhuo breathed a slight sigh of relief, his tense nerves relaxing a little.

But the bizarre backlash displayed by the Illusory Dream Space had left a deep apprehension in his heart.

He secretly vowed that unless it was a matter of life and death, he would never easily use this technique again in the future.

Immortal Realm, Unknowable Land.

In the depths of boundless darkness.

“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it—!!!” A roar filled with monstrous malice and fury suddenly exploded, shaking the darkness, which had been solidified for eons, causing it to boil and shatter!

After a long time, the roar turned into heavy, distorted gasps, and a low whisper with a strange accent, as if from the nine nether Hells, echoed through the shattered darkness, gnashing its teeth: “Just a little… just that little bit! If that brat’s Illusory Dream Dao had solidified for just a moment longer, this Lord would have broken free from this damned cage! Tian Yuan… Old Thief Tian Yuan! And that junior who ruined my plans! When this Lord breaks free, all of you shall die!… I want this Immortal-Demon Realm… to be a sea of blood… with not even a chicken or dog left alive!!!”

Demon Realm Battlefield, beneath the layer of fierce winds.

Xiao Zhuo, who had just quelled the Illusory Dream backlash, was unaware of the roar in the darkness.

His unintentional decision had, in an unseen way, averted a colossal catastrophe for the Immortal-Demon Realm.

His gaze turned cold, once again sweeping over the chaotic battlefield.

The Demon Generals and Demonic Lords of the three major abyss allied armies were now moving “resources.”

Although the System was upgrading, it was unknown whether the panel could continue to harvest Attribute Points from slaying powerful enemies.

How could he wait a hundred years in such a rare, once-in-ten-thousand-years meat grinder battlefield?

“Lord Chu Chen… actually lost? Impossible!”

“Gai Nie! You Ha! Join forces! Let's kill this fiend first!”

“Lord Yu! Don't be foolish! Chu Chen is dead, the tide has turned! Retreat! Quick, retreat—!”

Xiao Zhuo's fierce might had already shaken the entire field.

Witnessing their strongest, Chu Chen, fall silently, the Demonic Lord powerhouses in the allied army were all terrified, roaring as they began to retreat!

How could Xiao Zhuo care whether they fled or not? His goal was only one—kill!

Blade light rose again, and a rain of blood splattered!

Hundreds more Demon Generals died, and five Demonic Lords who tried to cover the retreat were forcibly left behind by Xiao Zhuo, their souls perishing on the spot.

At this point, the battle beneath the layer of fierce winds completely ended.

The remaining experts of the three major abysses had fled without a trace, like stray dogs.

“Lord Xiao Zhuo! The battlefield has been cleared! Next, it's up to Lord Yue Li and the others!” A burly Corpse Lord flew to Xiao Zhuo's side, looking at the empty layer of fierce winds, and reported in a deep voice.

Xiao Zhuo nodded slightly.

The battle with Chu Chen did not consume much, but to dispel the Illusory Dream Dao, his Zizai Immortal Power was less than 30%, and his aura was slightly unstable.

He did not intend to get involved in the King-Grade battle.

At his current Realm, even at his Peak, he could only barely restrain an Early Stage Devil King, let alone now?

Rushing into the Devil King battlefield would not only be unhelpful but would also become a burden.

The most urgent task was to recover as quickly as possible.

“Order all legions to immediately return to their garrisoned cities and suppress the cities outside the abyss! Any who dare to cause trouble during the chaos—” Xiao Zhuo's tone was chilling, filled with murderous intent, “—exterminate their entire clan as a warning to others!”

“Understood!” The Corpse Lord took the order and flew away like a streak of light.

With Yue Li and the other Corpse Kings absent, Xiao Zhuo, as Hao Duo's closed-door Disciple, was the supreme commander.

Watching the messenger Corpse Lord depart, Xiao Zhuo's figure flickered and disappeared from his original spot.

A moment later.

Xiao Zhuo sat cross-legged in a swaying dark demonic bamboo forest, beginning to fully recover his Zizai Immortal Power.

Beneath the Demon Realm's boundary wall, Yue Li and fourteen Corpse Kings were locked in fierce combat with the fifteen Devil Kings who had poured out from the three major abyss Alliances.

The terrifying aftershocks of the Dao collisions, even across endless distance and the obstruction of fierce winds, still rumbled like muffled thunder, shaking the entire bamboo forest.

Xiao Zhuo collected his thoughts, fully activating the zizai world in his glabella.

Vast world sea energy was communicated with and absorbed by the zizai world.

Then, guided and refined by the Dao Principle immortal runes, it transformed into pure Zizai Immortal Power, continuously pouring into his dry Meridians.

Zizai Immortal Power began to steadily recover.

However, his current foundation was too profound; to fully recover, he would need at least four more hours.

Time ticked by.

At the top of the layer of fierce winds, the Devil King battlefield's situation suddenly changed!

In Xiao Zhuo's perception, a powerful aura of a Corpse King suddenly plummeted!

Immediately after, a world-destroying energy storm erupted violently from the very top of the layer of fierce winds, and the terrifying impact even temporarily tore a huge gap in the thick layer of fierce winds!

After the storm, the auras of two abyss Devil Kings also rapidly weakened, and one of them was completely annihilated!

“A Devil King… has fallen?” Xiao Zhuo suddenly opened his eyes, his sharp gaze penetrating through layers of demonic bamboo, looking towards the sky where the energy had erupted.

The battle above the layer of fierce winds did not subside because of this; instead, it became even more tragic and violent.

Core of the Devil King battlefield.

Yue Li's face was as calm as water, her delicate hand tightly clutching a black Corpse Core imbued with flowing light—it was what Shi Jiu had left behind!

Just now, Shi Jiu was locked in a deathmatch with a Middle Stage Devil King powerhouse, and at a crucial moment, he was severely wounded by a sneak attack from another Early Stage Devil King who had freed up his hands.

Shi Jiu's nature was fierce; he unhesitatingly detonated his own Small World!

The terrifying destructive torrent instantly annihilated the Physical Body of the attacking Early Stage Devil King!

The Middle Stage Devil King he was fighting was also severely wounded!

Shi Jiu himself was left with only this Origin Corpse Core.

But as long as the Corpse Core was not destroyed, relying on the Dao, his recovery speed would far exceed that Early Stage Devil King, who only had a Dao imprint remaining.

In this battle, Shi Jiu, in a near-suicidal manner, forcibly tore open the enemy's iron-barrel formation!

Yue Li put away the Corpse Core, and nine thousand-foot-long water Dragons roared and coiled around her, forcefully blocking a sky-splitting sword Qi unleashed by a pursuing Devil King.

She waved her delicate hands repeatedly, and streaks of water Dragons, imbued with the Dao of Water, fiercely blasted towards the Flame Demon King who had just approached!

The Flame Demon King was a hundred feet tall, with sky-shrouding demonic wings on his back, and each swing of his molten giant sword stirred up ten thousand waves of flames that could burn the heavens and boil the seas!

The water Dragons and flame waves collided violently, evaporating into a vast, sky-obscuring white mist.

Yue Li's lips curled into a cold sneer.

Within her small body, a pressure that even Devil Kings found unsettling erupted.

She made a grasping motion with her delicate hand, and a snow-white longsword, flowing with moonlight-like radiance, appeared out of thin air.

She had just used the moment of the water Dragons blocking the enemy to strike like lightning, completely obliterating the demon infant of the Early Stage Devil King who had perished with Shi Jiu.

Now, being approached by this Flame Demon King, she seemed to be suppressed.

But when the Flame Demon King wildly swung his giant sword, annihilating the fourth water Dragon amidst the flame waves, Yue Li's clear, cold voice pierced through the roar, directly stabbing into the Flame Demon's mind: “Big fellow! You've already lost one person and severely wounded another… do you know where the opponent of that severely wounded person is now?”

The Flame Demon King's molten giant eyes suddenly constricted, and a fatal chill instantly shot up his spine to his scalp!

He was about to retreat and defend.

But it was too late after all!

An extremely dark, cold light, like a venomous snake, silently pierced through his protective demonic flames, and an icy, bone-chilling sharpness was already pressed against the back of his neck!