Chapter Eighty-Seven: Light of Restraint

  The King of the Void sat in the grand hall, his long, forked snake tongue involuntarily licking the corners of his mouth, making a soft hissing sound. His stomach, which had not needed to eat for billions of years, was now growling with hunger. He fantasized about those delicious and tender blood foods, and his snake spittle continuously overflowed, splashing onto the spirit jade floor that shone like light, corroding into deep black pits of varying depths, emitting a strong stench that he didn't notice at all.

  Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! A fierce gust of wind suddenly descended upon the summit of a towering mountain that had stood for millions of years under perpetually mild and spring-like weather. Dark clouds billowed in from the distant horizon, and bean-sized raindrops poured down in torrents.

  The Wakeful King of the Illusory Realm, Ming Wang Yaozun, keenly sensed the ulterior motives behind it, a cold smile spreading across his lips as a venomous glint flashed in his icy blue eyes.

  Dark clouds gathered like lead, pressing down on the countless palaces on the majestic mountain top, where the big and small monsters were shocked by the sudden change!

  But after all, they were the elite under the command of King Ming's Youzun, and under the scolding of the leaders in various palaces, they gathered and lined up, solemnly waiting. The atmosphere was tense with a strong sense of wariness, and the momentum was overwhelming, piercing through the clouds. A rolling dark energy enveloped the entire mountain top.

  A deep purple, ten-thousand-foot divine lightning bolt carrying the utmost evil-destroying and demon-slaying power hacked down crazily, as if it would destroy the entire Eastern Mountain Range.

  The deep purple divine thunder's surroundings couldn't withstand the destructive, extremely masculine and yang pressure of the Zi Xuan Divine Thunder, causing space cracks to tear open.

  Boom, with a momentum that didn't even give time to cover one's ears, the Purple Thunderbolt descended from the sky, piercing through layers of space and heavily striking the massive main hall surrounded by countless palaces.

  Boom! The majestic main hall, towering high in the sky, suddenly split into four or five pieces and flew apart, its massive and hard rubble and broken walls crashing down on countless palaces with immense force, like cannonballs, destroying nearly half of the palaces, leaving behind a huge crater-like deep pit.

  Innumerable demonic soldiers below the level of Tian Yao were smashed into meat patties in the midst of the chaotic bombing, and some clever little demons revealed their true forms, relying on their powerful bodies to resist, but they were also smashed until their heads were broken and bleeding, pitiful to the extreme.

  Those powerful demon kings and great demons only released their demonic energy shields, and the broken walls that touched the demonic energy shields, apart from triggering the shield's vibrations, turned to dust.

  A burst of green light shot up from the depths of the abyss, and with a body covered in dust and dirt, looking disheveled, the green light flashed by, and immediately everything was renewed.

  The King of Ming's cold and gloomy expression became even more somber as he gazed at the thick, dark clouds, a nameless anger burning fiercely within him.

  "What kind of demon, actually dares to destroy this palace..."

  A loud clap of thunder, sudden and unexpected, in an instant, a bolt of purple divine lightning ten times thicker than before struck down, the dark and mysterious face of King Ming's demonic deity flashed with a hint of irritation.

  "Ah," the Demon King's aura burst forth, and the entire void seemed to pause for a moment. A powerful atmosphere filled the air, and countless raindrops instantly evaporated, turning into wispy mist.

  A loud explosion sounded, and the Wangyou Demon Lord shot up at high speed, his right fist clenched, colliding with a purple, bowl-mouthed divine thunderbolt.

  Zi zi, purple lightning burst and scattered everywhere, revealing a charred human figure standing in mid-air. Ka ka ka, the charred skin fell off piece by piece, revealing the furious face of Ming Wang Yao Zun.

  Hiss, the King of Ling's demonic spirit transformed into its true form, a billion-zhang-tall emerald green python head pierced through the sky, its body coiled around the eastern mountain range, opening a blood basin-like maw as large as a small city.

  Hoo-hoo-hoo, in the vast empty space around, endless dark clouds and primordial energy of heaven and earth are crazily surging into the snake's mouth. The intense devouring causes the void to crack open with a hissing sound, revealing more and more severe spatial fissures.

  The whole sky was suddenly swept away by dark clouds, and Yang Le's figure instantly floated in the blue sky above, with a look of great surprise on his face.

  "No matter who you are, today Donglin Mountain is where you will be buried." A gigantic python with a body as thick as a million zhang and covered in emerald green scales spoke in a low and ominous tone, its voice rolling away.

  A gigantic python head flashed through Yang Le's shadow like lightning, and in the air above, a mountain-sized python head constantly thundered back and forth, chasing Yang Le's figure with incredible agility.

  The majestic mountain range that stretched for millions of feet below was shattered and destroyed as the King of the Void moved, leaving a trail of devastation in its wake.

  Yang Le dodged the super giant python's attack, roaring and exploding in a loud voice. He instantly transformed into a flash of lightning, flashing past the snake's head, appearing on the emerald python's neck, clenching his fist and heavily pounding towards the seven-inch spot.

  A deafening crash of the heavy hammer struck the seven-inch place of the emerald python, and a small cluster of thick black scales suddenly shattered and flew away, revealing the bloody seven inches without any cover.

  "Gulp", Yang Le's right arm smashed into the seven-inch, gushing out a jet of dark green blood that was corroded and rotten.

  Hiss, the billion-zhang-high Bi Lin python suddenly felt an unprecedentedly violent impact at its seven-inch position, and the cone-like pain made it dizzy for a moment. The huge force caused its massive body to shake violently, almost falling over.

  Looking at the enemy who was as slippery as a loach, a thread of madness flashed through the giant snake's eyes, and two green lights burst out from its eyes, arriving in front of Yang Le in an instant. Just as Yang Le thought of dodging, the green light suddenly exploded, covering an area of ten thousand miles around.

  "Not good!" Yang Le muttered to himself.

  His mind was violently shaken, all kinds of illusions emerged, and a boundless binding force completely fixed Yang Le, unable to move.

  Yang Le's Zao Hua knife trembled in the sea of consciousness, and he immediately woke up from the illusion. However, the boundless binding force that Yang Le could not shake off for a short time.

  Whoosh, a gust of wind swept by, and the massive Blood Basin's mouth continued to drip with snake-like saliva. A cold, piercing voice echoed through the sky: "No need to struggle, this is my innate divine ability, Binding Light, as long as you're not an Honored Saint, no one can escape."

  "How dare you harm this noble body of mine! This time, I will devour you whole. It's been a long time since I've tasted an existence as powerful as yours. It seems my power is about to surge violently."

  Yang Le was bound by the light and was sucked into the Blood Basin's mouth, turning into a beam of intense light that shot inside.

  At this time, Yang Le could be said to be extremely unlucky. A moment of negligence had brought about an unprecedented crisis. From now on, don't underestimate the innate divine abilities of these demon lords.

  Divine Lord and Magic Lord can evoke the boundless power of the universe's laws, with infinite might. When a demon tribe ascends to become a Demon Saint, they can awaken their innate divine abilities, growing into a Demon Lord. Their innate divine abilities are unmatched, capable of reversing the divine and demonic.

  Yang Le was suddenly sucked into a huge spatial vortex, only to find that the binding force had vanished without a trace. However, the energy within his body was unable to be mobilized in the slightest. The entire massive snake's belly lacked any spiritual energy, making it impossible to communicate with the external world's heavenly and earthly primordial energies. Below, a lake-sized pool of deep green gastric juices churned ceaselessly, emitting an odor that made him feel dizzy and lightheaded, his entire body devoid of strength.