Chapter 292
"Burn! Everything!" Lu Sheng spread out his four arms, his body started to burn with purple black flame—this was the Yin Flame perfected to its limit .
The horrifying Yin Flame spread in all directions in the blink of an eye, igniting the blue sea of cloud .
"Boom!!!"
Purple light flashed, instantly igniting the sea of cloud . From the Secret Art Palace to the areas around it, everything was surrounded by a sea of purple flame .
The wildfire only circled around Song Zian, avoiding him, but still engulfed the black rock and the knife that was on top of it .
"Aghhhh!!" the voice inside the black rock screamed in agony . This Yin Flame could even damage Ancient Devils and Devil Masters like leopard-snake . It was definitely something a devil that wasn't even a lower tier Devil King in terms of power power couldn't bear .
The voice continued to screamed . The rock started to glow red, as if it was about to turn into lava .
Song Zian was still stunned, his brain unable to process this entire thing . He clearly saw Lu Sheng flying out, but… how was it possible for Lu Sheng to have this level of power?
"Did he get possessed by a Devil King?" Song Zian didn't know what to think as he stared at the sea of purple flame .
"Ling!!" He suddenly realized what was going on, and began to run toward the black rock .
Oddly, everywhere he went, all the purple flames naturally retreated as if they were making way for him .
The purple flame engulfing the black rock dispersed because of him .
"Everything ok?" Song Zian stretched out his hand to touch the black rock, but the moment his hand came into contact with it, he felt a sharp pain . A partially translucent ripple appeared near his hand—a clear sign that his soul had been damaged . He felt like his whole arm was smudging and disappearing, forcing him to retract his hand . He was horrified .
"Aghhhhh!!"
An angry roar sounded from far away .
In the sea of flame, the blue giant reformed its body, trying with all his might to fly out of the fire .
But the moment he left the ground, countless arms formed from purple flame, each one as thick as his waist, layered on top of him and pulled him down . Tens of arms stretched out, and pulled him back into the sea of flame in an instant .
"NO!!!" the King of Dark Clouds roared as he attempted to stand back up to keep his head out of the fire .
"Everything, burn!!" Lu Sheng stretched out two arms while the two on his back again pushed King of Dark Clouds underneath the flames .
"Boom!!"
"I—" the King of Dark Clouds was again pressed under the flame . He attempted to speak, but only choked on the lava .
His body, which was made out of cloud and gas to begin with, began to evaporate under the horrifying heat of the poisonous fire .
From far away, Shangyang Jiuli and her followers finally caught up . But they could only watch from the edge of the fire . Everyone was stunned, not knowing what was happening .
The blue gas burned in the sea of flame . The air was engulfed in dense black smoke, hiding everything inside . The only thing that could be heard was the angry roar of the King of Dark Clouds .
The whole area around the Secret Art Palace had been engulfed in flames . Rocks were melting, and the palace was also melting . Some Forbidding Puppets finally dug out of the ruin, but soon melted as well, sinking under once again .
Within tens of breaths, the whole area had been turned into a lake of purple-red lava .
At the center, Lu Sheng pressed his hands on the King of Dark Clouds Bei Ni's head, forcing it into the lava .
As time passed, the King of Dark Clouds' resistance weakened . His roar also dimmed, and eventually turned into a plea for mercy .
Lu Sheng's face remained expressionless, his hands still clamping tightly on the King of Dark Clouds' head . Ten more breaths, and the King of Dark Clouds' body finally finished dissolving under the burning purple flame .
The only thing left was his head held in Lu Sheng's hands .
"I… This isn't fair…" King Dark Cloud's head whispered . He didn't even have the chance to use any Secret Art before being held in place and burnt to death . He felt like he had been a victim of an injustice .
"Boom!!"
Lu Sheng closed his hands and crushed the head . It turned into a cloud of purple gas, and was instantly ignited by the purple cloud .
Devil Essence continuously flowed from the purple flame into Lu Sheng's body . Although this wasn't an Ancient Devil, it still wasn't bad . At least it was from a Devil King . Even if it was a really weak one .
After killing the King of Dark Clouds, Lu Sheng's body rapidly shrunk back down . He then looked toward the rock that Song Zian hid behind .
"Song Zian, how dare you surrender to the Devils! Do you… want to die?" Lu Sheng was still angry . He had a feeling that if he had consumed the Ancient Devil Carfe, he would've reached a new tier of fundamental changes . Unfortunately, he failed at the last second . With the power of that ancient devil, the chance of forcing him to his limit in another fight would've been abysmal .
"I…!" Song Zian swallowed, not knowing how to answer . "You are… Lu Sheng???!"
"What do you think?" Lu Sheng answered impatiently . His gaze fell on the black boulder . He didn't have sufficient Devil Essence, and needed a little more to prepare for the next tier of Ultimate Eight Head Devil Way . Hence, he was looking at the black boulder strangely .
Like a predator atop the food chain staring at his prey, Lu Sheng changed back to his Extreme Yin Mode, slowly walking toward the black rock .
"There is a devil king sealed inside . You must have been deluded by him; allow me to solve your problem . " Lu Sheng's mouth watered as he walked toward the black rock .
"I… I wasn't deceived!!" Song Zian opened his mouth, but no sound came out . . . only air .
Lu Sheng stepped closer, closer, closer . . .
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