893: Chapter Burns the Source, a Fight to the Death

At the same time, the Insect Emperor pressure on Emperor Soul climbed steadily, colliding fiercely with Luo Xiu's God-Demon Domain, emitting a hissing, erosive sound.

That sound, like a demon's whisper, made one's hair stand on end.

"Roar! A defeated foe dares to speak of courage!"

White Dragon Monarch let out a heaven-shaking dragon roar, the roar sounding like thunder, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

Silver light surged violently over his massive dragon body, and at the spot where his dragon horn had been severed by Luo Xiu, a phantom dragon horn formed from condensed energy emerged, his aura even more violent than before!

He felt a threat, a massive threat!

The Soul mist that Phantom Monarch had transformed into churned violently, emitting an eerie aura from within, as if it were the wailing of countless wronged Souls.

Nirvana Monarch's deathly black light grew deeper, that black light seemingly capable of devouring all light.

Ice Soul Monarch's cold current nearly froze time and space; that cold current was like a frigid shackle, tightly binding everything around it.

Runes flowed across Skeleton Monarch's jade bones, the runes flickering with mysterious light, as if containing endless power.

Earth Rock Monarch's body towered like a mountain; that body, firm as a rock, seemed immovable.

Under the terrifying pressure brought by Luo Xiu, all the Monarchs instinctively raised their guard, their power surging.

"Is this the true strength of Devil King Luo Xiu..."

Dragon Xuanyuan, Bai Yuan, and the crowd of Yao Race powerhouses were also deeply shaken, feeling that Luo Xiu's current power far exceeded what it was before, even faintly overshadowing any single Monarch!

However, Luo Xiu's arrival did not loosen the encirclement; instead, it was like dropping an ice cube into boiling oil, instantly igniting the killing intent and sense of crisis in all those who coveted the Star Core.

After a brief silence, a flash of madness and determination crossed Xuanlian Monarch's eyes.

He looked sharply at the other Monarchs, his voice hoarse and shrill.

"Everyone! What are you waiting for?! This fiend has become a great threat!"

"The Star Core is right before us; are we going to be scared off by him alone?!"

"Spare nothing to slay this devil first; only then can we seize the Star Core!"

His voice was filled with madness and urgency.

"Indeed! How can power built up by mere blood-food compare to the Origin of us Monarchs!"

Monarch Wan Yi was the first to respond; a trace of heartache flashed across his face, but it was instantly replaced by greed and killing intent.

The thousands of pairs of light wings behind him suddenly erupted with pure white holy flames that pierced the Void Realm, the holy flames dazzling, as if capable of burning everything.

A terrifying aura that surpassed the Third Order Peak and faintly touched the barrier of a higher level erupted with a boom.

The space around him was no longer just cracking; it was solidifying and crystallizing like mercury. This change in space seemed to portend that an intense battle was imminent.

"For the Star Core! Nirvana Returns to Origin!"

Nirvana Monarch's cold, deathly voice seemed to come from an endless abyss, every word seemingly carrying a chill capable of freezing the Soul.

His face was hidden in darkness, his eyes flickering with a cold, eerie light, like two ghost fires about to extinguish yet capable of devouring everything at any moment.

In an instant, the dense deathly black light around him was pulled by an invisible hand, rapidly retracting as if a hundred rivers were returning to the sea, transforming into a ball of darkness pure to the extreme.

This ball of darkness was like a greedy beast, seemingly able to easily devour even light and time.

Around it, light twisted and deformed, and the passage of time became sluggish and eerie, as if entering an eternal, deathly silent space.

At the same time, his aura surged like a raging tide.

Although silent, it was like an invisible net, making every existence near him clearly feel their vitality rapidly fading, just like moisture being quickly drawn away from parched land.

Every living being that approached him could feel that fear from the depths of their Soul, as if they would be completely devoured by this terrifying aura in the next moment.

"Ice Soul Eternal!"

Ice Soul Monarch let out a cold, sharp shout, the sound like the crisp cracking of icicles, echoing in the Void Realm.

The natal Ice Soul Profound Flame within his body burned crazily; that flame presented a deep, eerie blue, as if containing endless cold and power.

The Profound Flame surged through his Meridians, like a blue dragon weaving through his body.

Instantly, his body surface was covered in a layer of crystal-clear absolute profound ice armor.

This armor seemed to be forged from the purest ice crystals, every scale flickering with mysterious light, as if capable of freezing the Soul.

Cold air surged from his body; the intensity of that cold was such that even the Void Realm turbulence was frozen into ice-blue ice shards, drifting away like snowflakes.

These ice shards shimmered with a faint light in the Void Realm, like stars in the night sky, breathtakingly beautiful, yet carrying a deadly chill.

His aura also reached a critical point at this moment, like a volcano about to erupt, containing endless energy.

"Skeleton Undying!"

Skeleton Monarch Gu Aotian's Soul fire danced frantically in his eye sockets, like two burning ghost fires, illuminating his eerie face.

On his crystalline jade bones, countless ancient runes ignited with pale flames as if they had come alive.

These runes flickered with mysterious light, as if telling ancient stories.

The patterns between the runes were intricate and complex, each one seemingly containing powerful strength.

"Old Ancestor!"

"Understood!"

A death pressure originating from ancient times, carrying an undying will, shot into the sky, like an evil spirit surging from an ancient grave.

This pressure seemed capable of piercing through time and space, making every living being that felt it tremble with fear.

On his jade bones, golden patterns faintly emerged, like golden threads inlaid on the bones, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura.

These golden patterns flickered with light, as if displaying his ancient and powerful strength to the world.

"Phantom Devours Heaven!"

The Soul mist that Phantom Monarch had transformed into contracted instantly, as if squeezed by an invisible hand.

Countless shrill wails emanated from the Soul mist, as if the gates of Hell had been opened, making every living being who heard this sound feel their hair stand on end.

This sound was like a sharp blade, cutting into everyone's Soul.

Finally, the Soul mist condensed into a blurry grey figure that radiated an aura that made the Soul tremble.

This figure seemed to be composed of countless wronged Souls, each one struggling in pain, radiating endless resentment and fear.

The intensity of his Divine Soul fluctuations instantly surged several times over, like a raging sea wave, impacting everything around him.

"Earth Pulse: Sky Lift!"

Earth Rock Monarch Stone Jing Tian let out a roar as dull as thunder, the sound like rolling thunder, causing the Void Realm to tremble.

His body was like a towering mountain, and beneath his feet, invisible earth veins seemed to extend, like thick tree roots, taking root in the endless Void Realm.

His rock-like body expanded crazily, and mysterious earthy-yellow runes appeared on the surface.

Each rune radiated a sense of heaviness capable of bearing stars, as if containing the power of the entire earth.

As his power increased, the surrounding Void Realm seemed to be oppressed by his power, and tiny cracks appeared.

"Ang—! Rupturing Dragon Soul!"

White Dragon Monarch let out a roar that shattered the Void Realm, the sound like a dragon roaring in the Nine Heavens, resounding through the clouds.

His massive dragon body was like a winding silver dragon, every dragon scale lighting up with blinding silver-white runes.

These runes were as bright as the stars, radiating powerful strength.

His Dragon Soul Origin was burning like a raging fire, illuminating the entire Void Realm.

A terrifying dragon pressure that could destroy all things and surpassed ordinary dragon might descended with a boom, like Mount Tai pressing down, making everything around it tremble.

Under this dragon pressure, the Void Realm twisted and deformed, and spatial cracks spread out like a spider web.

The Nine Great Monarchs, under the ultimate temptation of the Star Core and the fatal threat brought by Luo Xiu, finally set aside all scruples.

Their eyes revealed madness and determination, as if they were prepared to perish together with heaven and earth.

They spared nothing in burning the Origin power they had accumulated over countless years, just like igniting the last fire of their lives, all to achieve victory in this life-and-death battle.