185: Chapter 185 The Tragedy of the Immortal King, The Last Hope

Few who reach the level of Immortal King are pushovers; naturally, they wouldn't be intimidated by a few words from the Nine-Deaths Immortal King.

"Kill!"

In the next moment, the seven ordinary Immortal Kings erupted simultaneously with an astonishing aura, causing the entire Yellow Sand Secret Realm to tremble.

One Immortal King held a long spear, his body flowing with a blood-colored luster like a demon god crawling out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He was incomparably powerful and brave. The spear's tip struck through the air, and the surrounding killing intent condensed into tangible spear light, falling like a torrential rainstorm!

In fact, his Origins truly lay in the mountain of corpses and sea of blood of a destroyed world. A survivor who fought his way out from among countless dead, he inherited the Luck of an entire world and eventually used it to Cultivate to the status of an Immortal King.

Another Immortal King chanted scriptures, with countless characters swirling around him like grains of sand, resembling a compassionate god or Buddha sitting high in the heavens. He attempted to use the power of Great Compassion to purify the Nine-Deaths Immortal King, who was shrouded in the power of death and Reincarnation.

The seven Immortal Kings each displayed their Divine Abilities, bringing out their trump cards. After all, their opponent was once a Peak Immortal King, an existence standing at the summit of the Endless Immortal Domain. They could not afford the slightest carelessness!

However, even though they faced the enemy with such seriousness, they still couldn't affect the confidence on the Nine-Deaths Immortal King's hideous face.

"Hehe, it seems the Immortal Domain has declined after all. To think you dare to clamor before a Peak Immortal King with such meager skill. You are truly like frogs in a well, ignorant and foolish!"

A hoarse voice rang out as the surrounding powers of Reincarnation and death surged rapidly. The aura of annihilation from the entire Yellow Sand world gathered at high speed.

He even mobilized a significant portion of the Reincarnation power left behind by the Reincarnation Immortal King, which had nearly split the Nine-Deaths Reincarnation Stele in two!

Relying on a decaying body, the Nine-Deaths Immortal King erupted with even more shocking power, clashing head-on with the seven ordinary Immortal Kings.

In an instant, the earth shook, the mountains trembled, and sparks flew in all directions.

Within less than a breath's time, the two sides collided millions of times. It was like Heavenly Gods battling in their wrath—grand and deafening.

With a bang, the Immortal King who had been chanting scriptures like a compassionate Buddha was sent flying by the sheer force of the shock. He crashed through countless layers of space. His Physical Body, renowned for its invincible golden form, was now twisted and convulsing; his arm was bent at a bizarre angle, completely crippled.

The other Immortal Kings weren't faring any better. Although their injuries weren't as severe as the Compassionate Immortal King's, they were still spitting blood, staining the sky.

Peerless immortal light bloomed once more as the remaining Immortal Kings attempted a counterattack, surrounding him. Immortal King Dao arts were released one after another, blasting toward the center, only for them to discover in shock that the Nine-Deaths Immortal King's figure had blurred and vanished.

Instantly, a chill rose in everyone's heart.

"Not good!"

Almost simultaneously, everyone shouted in unison, and defensive secret techniques were about to be activated in an attempt at self-preservation.

But how could the Nine-Deaths Immortal King give them that chance?

Boom!

When that decaying figure reappeared, a head was already in his hand—it belonged to one of the Immortal Kings whose offensive had been the strongest just moments ago.

The Immortal King's head was still dripping blood, the expression on it not yet frozen, carrying extreme shock and fear.

Clearly, the Nine-Deaths Immortal King's strength far exceeded his imagination!

"Trash is trash, how boring!" The Nine-Deaths Immortal King snorted coldly, his palm—full of rotten flesh—suddenly exerting force.

With a pop, the head exploded. Immortal King blood and brains splattered across the sky in a scene that was both eerie and gruesome.

On the other side, the flesh on the neck of the headless body whose head had just been crushed began to wriggle. In the blink of an eye, a new head emerged, looking at the opponent with a solemn expression.

"Kuji, are you alright? Do you still have combat strength?" the Immortal King with the blood-colored spear asked, his eyes full of worry as thoughts of retreat began to sprout in his mind.

The Kuji Immortal King, who had undergone Rebirth from a severed head, shook his head. His head felt somewhat light, like a balloon. "I still have the strength to fight, but I'm certainly not at my Peak state."

Then, his balloon-like head looked toward the distant Nine-Deaths Immortal King and spoke heavily:

"This person is very strong. Even after having fallen for countless eons, he still possesses combat power close to the Titan-level.

Everyone, bring out your true abilities, or else we will all die here!"

The battle resumed, and a resolute will of burning one's bridges emerged from the seven Immortal Kings.

The Nine-Deaths Immortal King, his face decaying, rolled his shriveled eyeballs and cackled weirdly. "Hahaha, now this is interesting! Swine must resist for the slaughter to be satisfying!"

This powerhouse, revived from ancient times, clearly treated the current battle as a form of entertainment after waking up!

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The blood-colored spear pierced the air again. This time, the killing intent was relentless, without beginning or end, like a bloodthirsty evil god eternally hunting its enemies!

Another Immortal King, who had a scholarly air, was no longer as gentle as before. Countless fine jades on his body shattered abruptly, and the flames of life burned fiercely.

"Sacrificing one's life for the realm's crisis, viewing death as returning home. Better to be broken jade than intact tile; why bother returning in a shroud!"

The group of Immortal Kings truly began to burn their lives now, launching a desperate strike!

Immortal King Great Dao patterns flew together, streaking across the sky like falling meteors. Time itself was warped, and layers of space exploded.

However, such a tragic and heroic offensive failed to cause the slightest change in the Nine-Deaths Immortal King's decaying face.

The power of death surged, and the Reincarnation Great Dao rippled. He had once reached the Peak, and the several Daos he practiced had reached the Transcendent level. He used them with ease; any casual strike was a finishing blow.

Rip!

The canvas of space was completely torn apart.

The desperate strikes of the seven Immortal Kings were easily shredded and destroyed. The power of death entwined around each Immortal King, easily piercing their bodies and turning into tentacles that frantically stripped away their life Origin.

These powerhouses who had dominated their respective regions of the Immortal Domain were now aging at high speed. In the blink of an eye, youthful faces turned to white hair, and children became elderly.

"Is this the strength of a Peak Immortal King?"

"Hahaha, such a gap is like the distance between heaven and the abyss. How laughable that I once thought I stood at the summit of the Immortal Domain. As it turns out, I was just a frog in a well, an ephemeral mayfly in a bowl! Laughable, truly laughable!!!"

"Old demon, you have used the ultimate power of Reincarnation. The Reincarnation Immortal King will not let you off!"

In their final moments, the seven Immortal Kings each said their piece. Some were pessimistic and despondent, waiting for death, while others who knew more cursed loudly.

Hearing the noisy cursing in his ears, the Nine-Deaths Immortal King sneered and spoke mockingly:

"So what? This seat's Nine-Deaths Peak Technique has already reached the Transcendent level, and my true spirit is indestructible. After refining you all, even if Reincarnation itself comes, it won't be able to do anything to me!"

Having said that, the power of death erupted from him once more, and the speed of life-force extraction suddenly accelerated.

In the blink of an eye, the previously decaying body had taken on a human form, turning into an old man with one foot in the grave rather than a zombie buried for thousands of years.

"Senior..." Witnessing all this, Yun Mengli was also near despair, only able to place her final hope on Xu Jinhuan.