bdsm-fiction Chapter 141 The Fall of the Emperor and His Remnant Soul!
Chapter 141 The Fall of the Emperor and His Remnant Soul!
The guardians and the three saints of Kunlun instantly turned pale.
They all understood what Kui Si was going to do.
Blow up!
A demon emperor's self-destruction!
"Su Chen! You schemed against me! Then let's die together!"
Kui Si's venomous curse echoed through the sky; he wanted to drag the entire underground city, and even half the world, down with him!
Su Chen had anticipated this.
His words were utterly devoid of warmth: "In front of me, you don't even have the right to self-destruct!"
The Key of Creation in his hand suddenly lit up, and a power far more profound and absolute than spatial displacement was instantly unleashed.
"Power: Dimensional Cage".
hum!
A miniature, transparent cube composed of countless spatial runes appeared out of thin air around Kui Si's body.
It appears fragile, yet it exudes an aura of absolute isolation, completely detached from the main world.
Kuisi's self-destruction was irreversible.
Rumble!
A muffled, deafening roar, seemingly from another world, exploded within that small dimensional cage.
There was no shockwave leakage and no energy dissipation.
All the violent energy, powerful enough to destroy the continent, was firmly imprisoned within that small space.
Kuisi's indestructible demonic body was blasted to pieces by the power it had unleashed.
Not even a single hair remained; it was completely transformed into the purest and most primal demonic energy, surging and crashing wildly within the cage.
The border guards felt their scalps tingle and their backs were already soaked with cold sweat.
He couldn't even imagine what a cataclysmic scene it would be if this attack actually exploded in the outside world.
Everyone gazed at that calm and collected figure with the reverence one would show to a deity.
Just as the demonic body was destroyed, a wisp of black remnant soul, so faint as to be almost undetectable by any instrument, appeared.
Strangely, it ignored the spatial barrier, pierced through the dimensional cage from the center of the explosion, and was about to escape into the void.
This is Kui Si's innate imperial soul!
The demonic body can be destroyed, and the demonic core can be shattered.
Only this natal imperial soul, as long as even a wisp of it escapes, has the chance to rise again and make a comeback.
Su Chen was prepared.
The Xuanyuan Sword was raised once more, its light flashing like lightning, slashing towards that wisp of remnant soul.
However, the speed of the Emperor Soul was too fast, almost exceeding the limits of time.
puff.
The sword light only shattered most of it.
Before the remaining fragment of the soul completely vanished, it let out an extremely venomous mental roar that resounded directly in everyone's minds.
"Su Chen! I will remember you! When I return, I will annihilate your soul and torment you for eternity!"
Then, that aura vanished completely without a trace.
Su Chen's eyebrows twitched slightly.
Although they failed to achieve complete success, destroying Kui Si's physical body and most of his Emperor Soul, causing him to fall from his peak to the bottom, was already a huge victory.
Want to restore it? It would be impossible without hundreds or thousands of years.
With a single gesture, he put away the Key of Creation, and the dimensional cage that sealed the pure demonic energy rapidly contracted.
In the end, he compressed that vast mass of demonic energy into a bead the size of a longan, as black as ink, and it fell into his palm.
This thing will be of great use in the future.
As the Kuisi retreated, the other side of the battlefield...
Xu Fu, who was fighting against the demonic energy of Kui Si, lost the support of the demonic energy of the Kui Si, and his body dissolved a hundred times faster in an instant.
"No! I'm not reconciled!"
He let out a desperate roar, and his body exploded in the holy light, turning into ashes, completely dead.
This extremely fierce and bloody battle has finally come to an end.
Su Chen's figure flashed and appeared next to Liu Yiyi.
At this moment, Liu Yiyi was in extremely poor condition.
Her face was ashen, her body was on the verge of collapse from forcibly detonating divine power that did not belong to her. She lay quietly on the ground, unconscious.
On her smooth forehead, the once dazzling golden seraphic mark, though dimmed considerably, still exuded a chilling, ominous aura.
Su Chen stretched out his finger and gently touched the divine seal.
The instant his fingertips touched the divine seal.
A domineering and supreme divine thought fiercely rebounded from his fingertips!
A cold, majestic, and emotionless grand will resounded directly in his mind.
"My things are not to be touched."
"Blasphemer, prepare for your final judgment!"
The moment the words were spoken, a blood-red countdown simultaneously appeared on the wristbands of all survivors worldwide, on public screens in all cities, and on all electronic devices that were still in operation.
[Global Final Trial, Countdown: 23:59:59]
The blood-red numbers beat in every corner of the globe, like the pulse of death.
Su Chen quickly withdrew his hand, the stinging sensation from that domineering divine thought still lingering on his fingertips.
This divine seal is far more troublesome than imagined.
It's not just a marker; it's more like a backdoor program implanted deep within the soul, an incredibly precise mental coordinate.
The Seraph doesn't even need to descend; it can influence Liu Yiyi at any time through this coordinate.
Even at crucial moments, completely seize control of this body.
As long as this mark exists, Liu Yiyi will always be a time bomb, ready to explode at any moment.
His thoughts sank directly into the Key of Creation.
"Is there any way to remove it?"
The ethereal thoughts of the artifact spirit echoed in his mind, tinged with solemnity: "This is the 'Divine Imprint,' a means by which higher-dimensional beings assert sovereignty over their possessions."
"It is deeply bound to the essence of her soul; forcibly separating it would shatter her soul along with it."
A shattered soul is true death, leaving no chance for reincarnation.
Su Chen's heart sank.
"Is there really no other way?"
The spirit remained silent for a moment, seemingly conducting a massive information retrieval and deduction.
There are two solutions.
"Firstly, to find a power far exceeding that of the Seraphs, and with a higher level of authority, to forcibly cover or erase its mark."
Su Chen immediately rejected this method.
Find someone stronger than a Seraph within 24 hours?
That's nothing short of a fool's dream.
"Secondly, let the power of this world itself assimilate it. You need to completely refine the core of the world and become the true master of this planet."
"At that time, you will be able to mobilize the will of the entire world to forcibly expel this foreign mark, or to erase and assimilate it."
The second method, though equally difficult, is currently the only way out!
Su Chen's goal had never been so clear and urgent.
The world's core must be completely refined before the Seraphim descend!
With a flash, he appeared in front of Lin Xue and the others.
"Take good care of her."
Su Chen didn't offer much explanation.
"I'm going into seclusion."
His figure had already disappeared from the spot.
Soon after
The outcome of the Dungeon Wars, through official channels of the Dragon Kingdom, swept across the globe at lightning speed.