131: Completely suppressed, frustrated Ananda, powerful

The dust settled.

Long Xingyu, currently only at the early stage of ninth-rank, sixth-tier, did not fall.

Instead, he stood in place as if nothing had happened.

A'nan, across from him, was also like this, but the Demon God Pillar simulated into a Demon God Rod in his hand could not hide its falseness. Under this attack, cracks appeared within it, and he quickly withdrew it before others could notice.

A'nan gritted his teeth, feeling somewhat stifled.

Long Xingyu's strength was truly unfathomable to him.

What exactly was going on?

Why was it so terrifying?

At this moment, although both of them appeared stable, in reality, both knew that the other had suffered very serious injuries.

And Long Xingyu's injuries were even more severe.

But? This wasn't right!

A'nan really wanted to vomit.

After all, in the situation just now, a ninth-rank, seventh-tier peak against a ninth-rank, sixth-tier might not necessarily be a complete Rolling, but when both used their strongest powers in a battle, logically speaking, the ninth-rank, sixth-tier one should have been dead or crippled. But what was the situation with Long Xingyu now?

A'nan was utterly bewildered.

Because Long Xingyu had only suffered severe injuries, but his essence was not damaged, so how could he be crippled?

“Long Xingyu, what exactly is the situation with this skill of yours?” A'nan roared, looking at Long Xingyu's position.

“In the past three years, apart from necessary actual combat, I have been in seclusion cultivating. And this move is a skill I specially comprehended from the Throne of the God of Doom and Slaughter, along with my own insights.”

“It's called Three Swords of Doomsday, and this is the first sword. How do you feel?”

Long Xingyu spoke with full vigor, showing no signs of injury. Upon seeing this, A'nan's heart was filled with intense resentment.

“With your current condition, I don't believe you can swing a sword of the same level again. Now, you should just honestly fall!” A'nan shouted, falling into a state of frenzy. After a few roars, he charged towards Long Xingyu's position once more.

He was injured.

But his ninth-rank, seventh-tier peak cultivation meant his injuries weren't too severe; he had only been surprised just now.

And now, he directly attacked Long Xingyu.

He would finish him off!

This battle should also end.

In an instant, his speed reached its peak.

“This guy A'nan seems like he's really going to succeed.” Long Tianyin watched all this, a look of anxiety in his eyes.

That was his son, his closest relative. Now, it seemed very likely that he would fall in battle. How could he, as a father, simply stand there motionless?

With this thought, he also activated the power of the god seal throne beneath him, intending to protect Long Xingyu.

With his ability, saving Long Xingyu's life would not be difficult.

But just as his power of order appeared.

A black dragon of extreme darkness emerged from the side, blocking his path. Upon closer inspection, it was a skill released by Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu.

“Divine Seal Knight of Control and Restraint, is that your title?”

“Whoever falls in this battle, none of us can intervene. Currently, this Emperor does not intend to go to war with you humans and initiate a Holy War. But if you do not cherish this hard-won peace, then this Emperor does not mind letting you experience a full-scale Holy War between humans and demons, something unseen for a century.”

Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu looked at Long Tianyin's position, his eyes utterly indifferent, as if he were looking at a dead man.

Feng Xiu always hated it when others offended him.

And now, Long Tianyin had done so.

Precisely because of this, Feng Xiu did not intend to end this easily.

However, just as he planned to use Long Tianyin's lapse this time to make trouble, Bai Yue, standing on Long Tianyin's god seal throne, spoke up, “Father, let it go this time.”

It was unclear to whom this single sentence was directed.

Bai Yue was Long Xingyu's wife, which made Bai Yue Long Tianyin's daughter-in-law, so calling him Father was not wrong.

But Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu was Bai Yue's biological father, so calling him Father was also not wrong.

“I didn't expect Yue'er to come along, even bringing my grandson.” The Demon God Emperor looked ahead.

At this moment, when Bai Yue was obstructing.

In front of him stood a thirteen-year-old boy wearing Spirit Demon Armor and wielding a magnificent heavy sword, his eyes flashing with battle intent, looking furiously at Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu's position.

This situation was precisely him protecting his mother.

And similarly, the Eternal Melody on his chest had already begun to inject spiritual energy, awaiting any changes.

He and his mother, Bai Yue, could not withstand the ravages of such a battle.

However, after seeing him, for some reason, a soft spot within the Demon God Emperor's heart was touched at this moment.

Perhaps, that thing was called kinship?

Immediately, his anger also subsided.

“Enough, Control and Restraint, if you cannot control this Emperor, then restrain yourself. If you dare to offend this Emperor again, then this battle will be unavoidable.”

With that, he returned to his position.

Long Tianyin, meanwhile, stopped his charge and looked down with worry.

“Could it be that Starry-Sky truly cannot defeat A'nan?” Long Tianyin murmured.

“Father, don't worry. With Starry-Sky's personality, he must have made proper arrangements to act like this. Otherwise, he would still be cultivating.” Bai Yue comforted him, although her emotions were somewhat fluctuating due to the Demon God Emperor's presence.

But ultimately, she still sided with her husband's family.

However, regarding their worried demeanor, Long Haochen had no concerns: “Grandpa, Mom, you actually don't need to worry. Father never does meaningless things.”

“And also, you have all overlooked one thing: Father's Throne of the God of Doom and Slaughter has not yet been fully utilized!”

Ye Ling said seriously, his eyes filled with earnestness, as if he had revealed something monumental.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked towards it.

At this moment, the Throne of the God of Doom and Slaughter was also fully activated.

And looking at the frenzied A'nan, Long Xingyu disdainfully shouted: “I indeed cannot swing that sword, Doomsday Judgment, with which I just fought you, in my current state.”

“But that doesn't mean you can kill me directly.”

As Long Xingyu's voice fell.

A'nan had already reached him but was struck by an attack, falling back a hundred meters before barely stabilizing himself.

He raised his head and looked closely.

Long Xingyu was already in a high position, the Throne of the God of Doom and Slaughter behind him, flickering with a terrifying aura.

And Long Xingyu's body was completely covered by the power of the god seal throne.

His injuries were being repaired.

Immediately, he sat upon the god seal throne.

At this moment, the power of the god seal throne reached its peak.

Long Xingyu, the Knight of Divine Seal of Judgment and Inquisition, the master of the Throne of the God of Doom and Slaughter, also returned to his peak at this moment! (End of chapter)