Chapter 485 : The Final War (8)
In the heart of the maelstrom, where the clash of steel and the roar of battle formed a monstrous symphony, the First Demon King stood. Each swing of his blade was a reaper’s scythe, carving a bloody path through the enemy ranks. Yet, a flicker of unease crossed his features. A furrow creased his brow, and he halted mid-stride, summoning a shard of dark crystal.
The gem pulsed with a malevolent light in his palm, its surface marred by a web of cracks. With a violent crack, it shattered into a million obsidian fragments, dissolving into wisps of dark energy that dissipated before his eyes. An irritated hiss escaped the First Demon King’s lips.
"Ah," he sighed, the sound laced with disappointment. "It seems that the Crown Prince has perished."
It was neither too swift nor too slow. Having him kill the Heavenly Emperor was not even the First Demon King’s main objective. All he wanted to do was corrupt the Crown Prince’s soul and break the hearts of all those who cared about him.
The First Demon King’s laughter, a chilling counterpoint to the battlefield’s din, echoed in the carnage.
Zhang Fengxi, the Supreme General was heavily injured and devastated by the Crown Prince’s agonizing death. He would never be able to drag his sorry ass to the battleground.
At least not quick enough, for General Wu Shenxia, Juhua Palace Master, would not last another day.
"Your Majesty!"
His subordinate, a bull-headed demon, rode up to him and confirmed his prediction, "We have taken over a fourth of the Human Realm. The heavenly forces are slowly losing their ground. Our allies at the Tian’an Shang Sect have successfully infiltrated the other cultivation sects, destroying those who wouldn’t comply and converting those, who were willing to join the demonic forces."
Alarmed by an eerie melody that pierced through the din of battle, the First Demon King furrowed his brow.
"What’s that?"